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Unknown Vincent did a terrible job in trying to fool me that he was asleep. I could tell he wasn't. I was shocked and impressed.Impressed by the ridiculous wealth Jude Madigan had left me. Who would have thought that I would be that rich?Yet my husband wasn't impressed. Rhys fucking Madigan had succceded in taking away the only thing that meant anything to Vincent – his career, his position - without even fighting it. I may not have been the best wife but I loved my husband, his happiness was my priority . I would do anything for him. Anything.I would go back to Madam Margaret and take her offer and she would help me find dirt on Blair, enough dirt to make her work for me and enough dirt to make her help me take out Rhys without her knowledge. I just needed leverage to pull this off.My heart sank as I remembered what Blair said on the phone. But soon I was going to put her in her place , once and for all. I wanted more than ever to make her suffer, to make her feel like trash
RhysMr Stark died two days after he read my grandfather’s will to us. He had fainted and was rushed to the hospital where he was pronounced dead.Tessa and I were all in a state of shock and utter disbelief. But currently standing in this graveyard surrounded by his wife and well wishers I couldn't help but wonder if things could have turned out differently.Her cries were heartbreaking – I'm sure you could hear them over the past blocks - but I couldn't recall ever hearing her sound so heartbroken. She was crying for her husband, for what was supposed to be their happily ever after. Vincent didn't show up and I didn't expect him to after everything.Once the burial service was over, we returned to Mr Starks home where people kept pouring into the house like bees attracted to honey. His family and friends offered their condolences. It was almost as if they thought they'd be able to keep him alive by doing so.“I feel so sad, everything happened too fast and Mrs Stark…” Tessa traile
Darcy“But what? you don't want to touch me? Because I lost the baby?” My voice was filled with disappointment and hurt, I had failed in trying to conceal it.“No, no, no. Of course not. I want to touch you, it was not your fault or anyone’s fault… it's just that I don't think you are fully well, you are not strong enough yet” It was the gentleness in his voice that made my anger melt.I cupped his face tenderly and smiled. I needed him, my body and soul did. I proceeded to kiss him softly, tentatively, slowly, sweetly. Rhys finally pulled away.“Don't push me away Rhys, I am strong enough. I need you to fuck me”, I pleaded. His face was full of surprise at my sudden request “Please…”He still looked very reluctant but soon my hands pulled him closer and I kissed him again . He seemed confused and surprised but also intrigued by the kiss and soon relaxed, wrapping his arms securely around me.We both fumbled with the doorknob of his bedroom and stumbled inside, kissing and groping
Vincent“Are you just going to sit there,and keep drinking? Was that the agreement we had? Are you just going to let him take everything you've worked so hard for?” Cory asked me.I told her, I couldn't afford to deal with it alone. I needed some sort of distraction. I couldn't lie, the words of the old man from that day still replayed in my head and it was a good thing he was gone. But right now I didn't have a choice right now. I had to keep drinking until I was able to decide that there was something more to this than what could be explained by pure chance or coincidence. “Rhys and that dumb girl of a wife had always been trouble” Cory said, her face twisting in disgust. “It would have been better had she never come here at all." Her face looked as though she was about to cry. Her hands trembled. She took a deep breath. “You need to stay away from alcohol for now."“What if fate is right? What if being in charge has always been Rhys birthright?” I was thrown into a state of frenz
RhysResuming work as the CEO was different and yet it gave me a strange satisfaction in my chest like being born again. I felt a sense of pride in myself in every step and every action that lead to this moment in time. It wasn’t often I had been given a choice or easily chosen.All my life I had to fight for acceptance, never getting anything but a short period of time as an outsider. My father never truly accepted me. I was a reminder and end product of the mistake he made when he cheated on Vincent’s mother.It was as if he wanted me gone, he wanted to erase the memory of me. He wanted to be able to live again without guilt.He never apologized but he also didn’t seem ashamed and there was no reason to expect him to do so.He never told anyone how much he regretted cheating on his wife with my mother so it seemed unlikely he would ever say anything about it. I think he only knew of his actions because I was born and because and his wife couldn’t handle my presence either.His deat
RhysIt couldn’t be! It wasn’t possible, there was no way that could they have been the same person.My whole body felt like an alien had taken over my flesh. It made me feel as if I might throw up at any moment. I felt sick to my stomach, and the feeling only intensified with each new thought in my head. They were the same person! This…this had to be some kind of mistake. Yet I somehow knew it to be true. How did I miss it? There had always been something mysterious about her that somehow felt familiar, she had always seemed off to me, but how could I not notice? She seemed to know more, like she was somehow holding herself back.I grabbed my bag and began stomping out of the office.“Sir are you leaving? we have a meeting scheduled for this afternoon” my secretary askedI turned to face her, her eyes widened when she noticed what I looked like, “Sorry sir…” She trailed off looking very concerned“Reschedule it” I spat out coldly. Before her voice had even fully died down I walked
DarcyRhys had come back from work earlier than he normally would. That was enough to tell me something wasn't right but it didn't click yet.“Hey, you are back early” I was happy to see him, my insides twisting in excitement and a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I stood up from the couch almost immediately.But my smile slowly faded when I saw the look on his face, Rhys didn't look happy, instead he looked like something was troubling him so much that he couldn't even put it into words. He didn't reply though, his blue eyes focused on me with such intensity that the room suddenly seemed to shrink around us. His eyes were like two bright lights and they burned through me, making me feel exposed somehow. My breath caught in my throat.“Are you…okay?” I asked carefully after what felt like forever, my voice low and soft. And then I took a step closer to him.He didn't say a word, he only took a deep breath , closed his eyes for half of a second before opening them again
Unknown“You coming here has become habitual and I don't like it” Those were the first words that came from Madam Margaret's lips once I walked into her office. As usual, she looked like a queen in her regal red velvet gown, even though she was sitting behind her grand mahogany desk. She was one of the most powerful women I knew and at this moment I had to admit I was intimidated by her for some reason. “It's always nice to see you too Madam Margaret” My words reeked of sarcasm but she just rolled her eyes and dismissed me with a wave of her hand. “Why have you come back here?” She asked as she stood up and paced around her office. A large mahogany bookcase covered almost all of the wall. Her bookshelves were lined with thick leather bound books, old journals and other rare times. The walls were painted in a pale yellow color with gold trim. Her question was blunt and straightforward as usual, so I took it as a sign to answer.“You know why I am here”“I don't, remind me” She said b
Rhys“Almighty Rhys Madigan, pleading for mercy? Who would have thought?” Cory said, mocking me and chuckling.“Come on Rhys, we both know who is the stronger of us” Vincent added.“You guys don't even deserve mercy. You're nothing but bad news” he sneered.“Listen...” I warned them “I am willing to surrender, you can't hurt me or she, you know that” I motioned to Tessa.Vincent started laughing. “Oh please,” he scoffed “like anyone would ever trust her over you”“Let Tessa go, you want me right? Let her live please” A smile crept up in Cory’s expression “You really wanna save this whore?” she asked rhetorically. “That's very charming considering that you didn't find it difficult to kill three people without remorse” “What do you mean?” She snorted “don't play dumb with me boy. You killed my parents and my little sister, remember you got into an accident and you fled, left the scene, left us to die! My parents died because of you, my little sister died because of you!” she screamed
Rhys “What are you doing?” I asked Blair.“Calling for backup, do you think a single gun would save you from your brother? If you did, then you don't know the kind of brother you have. He's dangerous” “I don't need your help. I'm in control, and you're the problem.”Blair laughed.“You're a fool Rhys… they are watching you! better make use of this chance and let me do what I know how to do.I swallowed her insults like bitter lemon drops. “Where is she?”“At an abandoned warehouse out of town”, Blair said as if we'd been discussing the weather.Speaking of the weather, it had begun to rain. A light mist that made it impossible to see anything beyond thirty feet or so, but enough to make me feel uneasy.It also meant that I couldn't see anything outside of the car. And I had to pull over into the parking lot before stepping out. It was a miracle Blair followed and the rain took longer than I expected.I watched as Blair dozed off beside me and a silly idea came into my mind.I gently
DarcyI was tired of fighting, my body was extremely weak, my throat dry from dehydration and the constant ringing in my ears made me almost blind. I felt completely lost and I couldn’t understand why. What did these people want from me? Was this happening to me? Why were these people staring at me? Where did they come from? How had they taken me here? “I am thirsty” I cried out for the hundredth time. “Please” I begged again. “Just give me something to drink, anything at all. Please”. My voice cracked, and I was surprised I didn’t feel any pain anymore. The silence only amplified the sound in my head. It was deafening. So quiet, so peaceful now. The ringing was gone.“That's your punishment for pulling that stupid stunt” One of them hissed. They looked angry. Yes, I had tried to escape again but I didn't even make it past the day.I got punched hard across the face, my head snapped to the left and back to the right, the ringing grew louder but not quite as painful as before, and I
Rhys When I drove down to Vincent’s house, I didn't know what to expect but I made sure I kept my gun closed.Someone whom I assumed was the nanny opened the door and she was holding a baby.For the first time in a long time, I paid attention to their son. He was a spitting image of Tessa... I mean Darcy. He had her eyes. Her beautiful, greyish blue, wide, soulful eyes. He looked just like her. And that terrified me for some reason.It also made sense why she had been fooling me the whole time. I would have probably done the same thing if I was her or done even worse.The nanny looked at me as if she was skeptical of my being there or something equally dumb and stupid because she didn't let me inside. “Tell Vincent I am here”, I demanded. “He's not here” she said. She wasn't rude by any means, she just seemed completely unimpressed with my presence at all.I wanted to tell her to fuck off, but my mouth wasn't cooperating. What a fucking mess.“Who is at the door?” I heard Vincent as
Rhys“What do you want?” I typed and waited for a reply while I began to drive down to the police station.The car was silent on its way there, but the ride didn't last long since it soon became apparent that my phone was ringing. It was the sound of my cell phone ringing that alerted me to where I was. I stopped the car and reached for it.“We said don't go to the police and you are parked in front of one? You really must think we are unserious right?” The voice said from the other line.I looked in the streets but everyone was going about with their business, there was no sign that I was being followed.How did they know where I was?“What do you want?” I yelled through the line as loud as possible just to make sure my message wasn't lost in the noise from the cars passing by.“You already disobeyed us and now your darling wife would pay for it” He sneered “Do not test our patience” “No, no, no” I heard Tessa scream from the background. I could only imagine her franticness and dang
Darcy“Why? You are supposed to be his friend. Why would you do this to Rhys?” I asked the man in front of me. My hands were shaking from trying to break free and my body was trembling with rage. He stood staring at me.“You see my dear, life is not always black and white. There are people who can love others, and those that do will be remembered for eternity. The difference between you and them is that you choose to stay with the light and I decided to go to darkness. That, or it takes too much effort” His face was twisted in amused expression, as though he was watching a child trying to figure out their math homework. But he was serious about what he said.“Rhys has always had things easy, he was always good at everything, he had the women, they loved him, and he loved them back.” He shook his head sadly ‘The thing is, there is no such thing as perfect men, only ideal ones. And unfortunately, there isn't any such thing as perfection in this world, and there's nothing you can do to c
DarcySomeone pulled the fabric that blinded my eyes open, and I squinted as a bright light invaded my mind and consciousness. My body ached, it felt as though someone had taken a hammer to me. I could barely breathe. It seemed impossible that such an intense pain existed in this world, especially in my own body. My heart felt like it was going to burst with every beat.“Hello there Darcy” Cory’s voice sounded so cheerful yet it was laced with malice, it didn’t help at all to calm me down.Beside her was her husband, and him… the least person I expected and when Cory forcefully pulled the duct tape away from my mouth, I let it hang loose. Could he?“I can tell you are familiar with all of us, aren't you?” It was Vincent. A smug smile stretched his face as he said these words, as if he were about to play a cruel prank. “Well, you could imagine the surprise when my wife told me the person I thought was Tessa had been Darcy all along and it made sense. How every move I tried to make was
Rhys“Hello” I yelled into the receiver, the alcohol in my system had immediately taken a halt as the sound of someone speaking filtered through to my ears. I thought I had heard wrong.“We have your wife” the voice on the other end said, it was almost robotic, as though this had been practiced in front of the mirror so many times that it felt natural. I heard Tessa… I mean Darcy scream again . She sounded so frightened and alone, like she was in pain and terrified of everything happening around her. “Is… Is she okay ?” My words stumbled across my tongue as I struggled to keep them together, “Tess…”“She is unharmed, for now” I heard, again from whoever was speaking to me.Suddenly anger course through my veins, like lightning through dry leaves, burning the insides of my skin with heat.“What do you want?” I asked, my voice low but sharp as a knife. My words were laced with hatred, and rage, like poison as they seeped out from the ends of my lips. It wasn’t often I spoke to people li
Rhys It felt like Tessa took the life of the house along with her when I asked her to leave.The house felt empty, dead and void of warmth. I had gotten used to the way the walls vibrated with her laugh, the light touch of her hand on my arm, or her voice, but she’d never taken it away before, she was always there. And yet, now, she seemed so far away, a ghost who would never really be. It didn’t feel right that she wasn’t still here. My chest constricted in a way I’ve never experienced before and I wondered if maybe she could hear me, even though I knew there was no sound to reach her ears. She’d left me, after all. Just like everyone else has. Except she didn’t just leave, she left with everything that mattered to her me. Everything that mattered was lost forever. When you lose something that matters, it hurts like hell. You’re alone, but at least the other person knows. But this time, it hurt in a different way, because she took that with her, too. The only thing I have left is m