OLIVIAAfter leaving Nick’s mother with her brother, I thought I should check on grandma and see if her doctor wont discharge her so I could leave with her and drop her at the hotel. But the doctor wasn’t there. I waited for a few minutes but gave up and decided to go back and get her in the afternoon like the doctor said.Just as I was leaving, I saw Luke dragging his sister towards the stairs, part of me wanted to ignore everything and just leave. Let them deal with each other. But when I saw that no one was doing anything, I decided to follow them and stop Luke if he tried anything. I knew Elodie hated me now, but I didn’t want her dead.I opened the door slightly and listened. I heard them talking and then the fighting started. I peeked in and what I saw I could not believe. Nick’s mother was fighting like a trained assassin, but her brother was even worse. There I was sneaking around hoping to save her when the time came but what I saw was not a woman who needed saving.I watche
NICKI just discharged myself again from the hospital when I woke up. I was mad at my body and my heart for giving up on me. it was not the time for me to be sleeping in hospital beds. A lot was at stake. Sandra was still out there, and I knew if she could convince me to turn against my wife and send her to jail.Then she would not stop until she was dead. She already tried and failed when she shot up her house and burned it down. She was going to try again until she succeeds. I didn’t know what she wanted anymore. I knew she was obsessed with me and wanted me for herself.What I didn’t understand is how she thought we could be together after everything she did. I couldn’t stand her, I was separated from my wife because of all her lies, and I might lose her to another man, all because of what she did. Also, because I was stupid enough to believe her.I went to Marcus’s ward to see if Olivia was there, I still wanted to talk to her. tell her that I didn’t care if Samuel was mine or not
OLIVIAI sat by Nick’s side until he was knocked out by the sedative the doctor gave him. I waited until he was taken back to the room he was in before he apparently discharged himself then left the hospital like I planned to. By then it was already eleven in the morning, and I had a lot to get done.I did my shopping, getting new phones for all of us, clothes, a laptop then went to meet with a real estate agent about a house. She showed me pictures of a few but there was one that caught my eye. The others were not what I was looking for. They were condos and I didn’t want that, I wanted a house.I even looked for a school for Samuel and made appointments to go and check them out. I then rushed to back to the hospital after calling Lupita to meet me there. I wanted to take them to the airport after picking up Grandma Susan. Alas, they didn’t want to go, and this is what I got.“Are you crazy, when have you ever heard family abandoning each other when times are tough? If you want to go
OLIVIAI didn’t know how he expected me to be quiet when he was doing such things to me. But I tried and then I ended up sounding like a wounded animal. I didn’t know why I couldn’t say no when he asked me to strip and get on the bed. If I had will power, I wouldn’t have been in such a predicament.“Do you now understand when I say I don’t want you to let another man kiss you?” I moaned, unable to speak. The pleasure was too much, and I wanted to cum. But Marcus knew just how to send me over the edge but stop just in time before I could cum. It drove me crazy.“I see you still have not found your voice or learned the lesson I am trying to teach you.” bloody hell! I shouldn’t have let him kiss me again, I shouldn’t have locked that door. Damn it! I shouldn’t have done a lot of things. Marcus and I were not in a relationship or at least I thought we were not but what was happening said that we were.He was acting like a jealous boyfriend trying to prove a point and unfortunately for me.
SANDRA“You useless pieces of shit! That witch is still alive, the one you shot was that Marcus guy. I don’t want him dead, if I can’t kill that witch then I want Marcus alive to keep her busy, take her away or marry her for all I care. I just want her out of mine and Nick’s lives.” I hired morons! I wanted them to kill Olivia.Or better yet, kill that brat of hers to make her feel the same pain I was feeling. My sister disappeared but I know she is dead wherever she was. The last time I spoke to her was when she got me out of that mental institution, and I never heard from her again. I went looking for her at the club, but no one seemed to know where she was.I knew Olivia had something to do with her disappearance or her father did. Either way, I was not about to let her get away with it. “Mam, we did what you asked, and we want to get paid for that job.” I glared at him, the audacity of the man. They didn’t even get the job done!“You are crazy if you think I am going to pay you fo
NICKSandra was crazy, out of her mind. The way she just spoke as if we were together. Like nothing happened. Was just… I don’t know, crazy. But her crazy got me a second chance and I used it. Sending her back to the psych ward and leaving her screaming my name as I left. But with her, I was not going to make the same mistake I did with Olivia.I was going to check on her every chance I got to make sure she was getting what she deserved. She played with the wrong person. She thought she was smart when she played me like that, making me send my wife to jail for nothing and getting me to abandon her in there. Whispering in my ear and like a fool I listened.Not again, I learned my lesson and Sandra was going to pay. Luke was going to get out of my life and I could work on getting my wife back. We had lost a lot of time because of everything Sandra did, and I didn’t want to lose a minute more. I hurried to the third floor hoping to see her so I could explain everything to her.My plans f
OLIVIAWhen I walked out of Marcus’s ward, Nick was standing there. I greeted him then left. My man told me to have nothing to do with him and that was what I was doing. I was giving myself a chance to be happy and I was not going to get that if I kept Nick Jones around. Our chapter together has ended, and I was opening a new chapter with Marcus.What did he and Sandra say again the day they locked me up? Oh, I got it. They said, I was busy cheating with my high school sweetheart. Yet, Marcus was not even back at the time. Now I was doing exactly what they said I was doing back then. Except, I was not cheating like they said. Nick and I were divorced, and I was free to do whatever I wanted.With a smile on my face, I took the elevator downstairs. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Marcus did to me. damn! That man had skilled hands. I could still feel the sensation down there and it was… I couldn’t describe it. Whe
NICKAfter watching Olivia leave, I turned my head to the room and Marcus was already looking at me with a smirk on his face. I wanted to wipe it off with a punch. The bastard, he thought he had won. But he has not. Olivia was still mine in every way that counted. He was just a distraction I was going to get rid of.I walked into his ward. “Good to see you are feeling better Marcus, though I would be careful if I were you. somethings might just get you sleeping forever. But not on that comfortable bed but on the slab in the mortuary downstairs.” He laughed.“Nick, you are funny, how come I didn’t know you were such a funny guy?” he was pissing me off, he thought he could mess with what was mine and I would let it go. “I am only going to warn you once, leave my wife alone.” He turned serious in seconds. Good, now we were getting somewhere.“Or what? And she is not your wife, stop calling her
MARCUS“Boss, we’ve arrived,” Steve said, his voice cutting through the thick fog of sleep that had settled over me. I blinked a few times, disoriented, before slowly coming to. My body ached from the constant movement, the long days of traveling across continents, jumping from one city to another, chasing dead ends and half-truths. I hadn’t gotten a decent night’s sleep in days. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was the face of my wife, Olivia, fading from my thoughts like a distant dream.I rubbed my face with both hands, trying to shake off the fatigue. The exhaustion was getting to me, but there was no time for rest. Not now. Not until I had her back. My mind was a blur, constantly circling back to the same thoughts: Where is she? Why won’t anyone tell me? The people who had information were all cowards, and none of them would speak up. It was maddening. The jet had become my only sanctuary, a
OLIVIAIt had been two days since Xander left, two days without food or water. My body had grown weaker with each passing hour, and I could feel every ache in my bones, every crack in my spirit. But there was a small sliver of hope amidst the physical torment: the sedative he had used to paralyze me was finally starting to wear off. I could feel a slight tingle in my legs when I pinched them hard, nothing much, but enough to give me the faintest glimmer of relief. Soon, I would be able to move again.That is, if I didn’t collapse from thirst and hunger first.The worst part of being in that hellhole wasn't the paralysis. It was the silence. The uncertainty. I had no way of knowing if it was day or night. Time had ceased to exist in that dark, suffocating tomb, and with each passing moment, I felt like I was slipping further from reality. I was literally buried alive, a prisoner in a catacomb of stone, with no one to help me, no one to hear
NICKLuke’s face changed from shocked to anger very quickly. “Tell him, tell the moron where we are!” he bellowed throwing his hands in the air. “How could this moron do something like this? I am the only one who is supposed to do things like these. You boys are supposed to keep your hands clean!” he paced the room.He was frustrated. “Since when did Marcus become worse than me in things like these, just what the hell is wrong with him?” he said to no one in particular. I didn’t know if he was just frustrated or a little impressed by his son in law. He turned to me with a glare. “What the hell are you waiting for? Do you want him to bomb more cities before you tell him where the hell we are?”I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Just moments ago, Luke had been telling me to keep everything from Marcus, and now, here I was, being blamed for not telling him where we were fast enough. It felt like I had no place to stand, caught between a rock and a hard place. But it wasn’t the time t
ETHANThe moment Nick hung up the phone, his face shifted, his expression unreadable. It was as if all the colour drained from him in an instant, his skin paling in a way that I had never seen before. I had been around Nick long enough to know that he was no stranger to bad news, but this? This was different. It was as if something beyond our worst fears had just been set in motion.We had already been living through the chaos, Luke, Xander, Olivia’s disappearance, and now, the kids were safe with us. That much, at least, had been a small mercy in the storm. But Nick looked like he had just been hit with the weight of something even worse, something that none of us could prepare for. My mind raced, trying to figure out what could possibly be so bad. And then it hit me. Could it be…? No, it couldn’t be.Before I could make sense of it, I moved closer to Nick, my concern deepening. I needed to make sure that whatever was going through his mind wasn’t as bad as I feared. Leaning in, I wh
NICKI had been holding onto the hope that once Xander showed up, everything would fall into place. That the mess would be cleaned up, and we could put an end to the nightmare that had been plaguing us.Luke and Xander reached some sort of agreement, at least, that’s what I gathered, but the specifics were still hazy in my mind. Luke had told Xander to bring Olivia, or he would destroy his father’s remains.What exactly that meant, I wasn’t sure. It felt like a vague threat, but the tension in the air told me it wasn’t just idle talk. Xander responded with some sort of counter-deal, loaded with things I couldn't follow. Honestly, I was drained. I didn’t care about the details anymore. I just wanted this whole nightmare to be over. But Xander wasn’t backing down, and neither was Luke.Luke had his men tail Xander. And, as expected, Xander went straight to the hotel. He wasn’t trying to outsmart anyone or go off the grid. He was playing by his own set of rules, one that I didn’t fully u
XANDERI was about to take the biggest gamble of my life, and I knew it. Luke was offering me a choice, an impossible one. It was a trap, a setup where only he could win. The terms of his proposition were clear: there would be no chance for me to exact my revenge on him, and there was a very real possibility that I would lose my life in the process. But I wasn’t ready to die, not yet. Not when I had a son waiting for me, hoping I would make it back.I had to think fast. Luke had me cornered, but I couldn’t show him how much fear his words stirred inside me. I had to put on a face, act like I was in control, even if I wasn’t. It wasn’t just about surviving this moment; it was about finding a way out. I wasn’t going to let him win that easily.I stood tall, trying to exude confidence, even though inside I felt like a bundle of nerves. My heart hammered in my chest; my hands clenched into fists at my sides. I could feel the sweat starting to bead on my forehead. If I didn’t hold it toget
XANDERFor the past few days, I had watched them stumble around in their futile attempts to track me down. Every morning, they would set out at dawn, and every night they would return empty-handed, their efforts wasted. It was amusing to me.They had no idea where to look, no real understanding of how to hunt someone like me. It was almost laughable. I had thought they were dangerous, but I quickly realized how wrong I was. There was nothing good about them, nothing that made them worthy of fear.Perhaps they just hadn’t met their match yet. Until now.Now, they had encountered me, and they knew they were nothing compared to what I was capable of. They were amateurs, playing a game they couldn’t win. But Olivia... she was another story. She surprised me. I had expected more resistance from her, some fight, some fire. But instead, she complied. She ate the food I gave her, barely muttering a word of protest. The silence was almost worse than anything. I could tell that the trauma from
NICKThe island was still, too still. No one slept that night. Luke had kept busy with his men, the sound of his voice drifting through the halls, low and intense. I couldn’t make out the words, but I could tell they weren’t discussing anything good.Ethan had joined them; he was more involved than I would have liked. I had asked him to keep an eye on Luke, to make sure things didn’t escalate further. I didn’t trust Luke, not when he was like this, wild, unpredictable, the kind of man you couldn’t reason with once his mind was made up. He was like a caged animal finally set free, and I was terrified of what he might do to the people on this island. They were innocent; they didn’t deserve to be dragged into whatever madness Luke was planning.As for me, I was stuck dealing with the kids. I tried to keep my mind occupied, tried to push away the dread gnawing at me. But before anything, I knew I had to prepare. I organized money, lots of it. It felt like I was bracing for something big.
NICKIt had been three days since Olivia disappeared, the longest, most agonizing three days of our lives. Every day felt like a never-ending loop of despair. We woke up, checked the rooms, scoured the island, hoping to find some trace of her. But no matter how much we searched, it was as if she had vanished into thin air. There was no sign of a struggle, no indication that she had left the room, and absolutely no lead to follow. It was like she was swallowed up by the earth itself.The island wasn’t that large, and it seemed impossible that someone could just disappear like that. But here we were, endlessly combing through every corner, every inch of the place, but we kept coming up empty. It felt like we were chasing ghosts. The stress, the exhaustion, the hunger, none of it was helping our situation. It wasn’t that we didn’t have food. We had plenty of food. But none of us could bring ourselves to eat.The nanny we had hired to take care of the kids, a kind woman, had been cooking