DarcyThey pounced on me without mercy and I didn't know what to do.My demons, of all places, of all times choose now to show up again.Panic engulfed me in a warm hug that grew tight, almost suffocating as I stared at what was in front of me.The hair in my arms stood straight up like spikes, my breath caught in my throat.I could hear my heartbeat racing and I couldn't think, could hardly breathe. I couldn't speak or move, as I tried to focus solely on their voices, which seemed to grow louder with each passing second.There were loud cackles and I knew those sounds. I had heard them so many times, burning in my nightmares. Sounds that shook deep into your soul like they could tear you and your deepest desires apart. Sounds that screamed chaos, they were pounding at me like a cat playing with its food before devouring it and leaving the bones to crumble underneath the weight of its appetite. I knew those sounds. “You weren't expecting anyone to discover your dirty little secrets,
Darcy "What the hell do you think you're doing!" The sharp bark behind me caused me to whirl around too fast, and the mug I had been reaching for slipped out of my grasp and went tumbling to the ground. I let out a startled squeal, jumping away as the mug crashed to the ground. "Darcy, are you alright?" Cora cried, racing forward to pull me away from the wreckage. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen," to my embarrassment, tears started to fill my eyes again. I blamed it on the hormones. Ever since I had gotten pregnant, I could go from laughing to sobbing in the space of seconds. I couldn't wait to have this baby and finally be myself again. "It's alright, just take a seat," my husband's stunning business associate said with a small smile, ushering me onto a kitchen stool. I stared at the fragments of ceramic, "I should clean that up before it hurts someone." She stared at me like I had grown a second head, "What are the maids for?" Before I could say a
Darcy"Leave the bitch to rot," a sharp voice said, a mocking laughter following the words. I gasped, shooting up from the bed as I woke up from the horrible nightmare I had been trapped in. Cold sweat lined my forehead and relief swept through me at the realization that it wasn't real. "Mrs. Madigan, you're awake." A woman in light green scrubs approached me from the door, wearing a wide smile, "Congratulations to the newest mother in this ward." All of me hurt down to the root of my hair and I began to lay back down when I realized that something was missing. Panic gripped me like a vise, "Where's my child? Where's my husband?" "Relax, Mrs. Madigan. The child is fine. You had a beautiful baby boy, and he was registered as Christopher Adam Madigan two days ago." My jaw dropped open, "Two days ago?" She nodded, heading over to the machines behind me to adjust them, "After your operation, you lost a lot of blood and passed out. We almost thought that you wouldn’t make it. But we
Darcy"Ma'am, I'm sorry but I can't let you in," the Stony faced security guard at the gate said. "Excuse me?" I asked, brows inching up to almost my hairline, "What do you mean by that? This is my home. It's me, Darcy. Vincent's wife." If I was expecting the man to suddenly start apologizing and opening the gates, I was sorely disappointed. He stared at me with irritation, "We have clear orders from the boss to not let you in. And to remove you through any means necessary if you try to defy his orders." Shock rendered me speechless for a few moments, "No. This is impossible! It has to be a mistake. Call Vincent. Or Cora. Even the housekeeper. They will confirm that I'm supposed to be in there." "You're creating a scene, ma'am." "And I'll continue to create one till this mistake has been cleared up," I said desperately. It had to be a mistake. The guard had to have gotten me mixed up with someone else. Even as I assured myself with those words, a strange feeling had began to se
Darcy "I don't know how she managed to survive," the shocked voice was the first thing I heard as I woke up. I tried to blink my eyes open fully, but I couldn't see out of one of them, and the other eyelid felt too heavy for me to lift. Where was I? Was I dead? Was this heaven? I glanced down at my body and felt bile crawl up my throat. White bandages had been wrapped around me from head to toe. I looked like an embalmed body. With a cry of horror, I staggered out of the bed, almost falling flat on my face. The tray at my bedside crashed to the ground along with a clipboard. The clattering sound caught the attention of the two uniformed women in the room with me. "Ma'am, what are you doing?" The shorter one cried, as they began to race toward me. Determination pumped through my vein like adrenaline and I dragged my exhausted body through a door to the side and shut it behind me, twisting the knob to lock it. "Call Doctor Peters!" I heard one of them bark. "Ma'am, please come o
DarcySeven months later "... The wife of one of the acting COOs of Madigan enterprises has released a a statement defending her husband, Vincent Madigan, and saying that he had nothing to do with the_" "Turn it off," I barked. The car was plunged into silence as the cab driver immediately turned off the radio. I let out a sigh of relief and pulled out my compact mirror to check my reflection for the umpteenth time, reassuring myself that my face hadn't gone back to being twisted up and scarred while I hadn't been paying attention. I raised a hand and touched my new face, still doubting the miracle that Doctor Peters had worked on my face. "We're here ma'am," the driver's voice cut through my musings and I jerked my head up to stare at the intimidating high rise building before me. "Thanks," I handed him some dollar notes and stepped out of the car, bracing myself for the stares and whispers and gasps, but just like it had been for the past few weeks, none of them came. Instead,
Darcy"What?” I stared at the man in front of me with cold eyes . “The hell are you talking about now?”My mouth felt drier than a desert. The only thing that was keeping me sitting was my clenched fists, tightly clutching at the sleeves of my blazer. I fought against all the emotions and instinctual urges to throw them at his stupid face.“9” He began again.“You can't possibly be..”“8, 7, 6, 5, 4…” Rhys kept going on faster than the first time and I looked around as if a miracle would happen.“1…” He wasn't kidding and when I didn't say anything, he was already walking away.I saw my revenge plan slowly slipping away from me.“Wait!” I said it louder than I had intended to. “I will marry you” He turned back to me, smiling like a shark preparing for the feast, “Now.”I wanted to kill him. I really did. What did he mean by now? “Now?” I repeated after him, feeling my blood pressure rising with every passing second, not quite believing what he had just said.“Yes now. Shall we?” And
DarcyThe rest of dinner went in a blur. I couldn't remember what happened, all I wanted was an opportunity to hold my son again , and that's all he seemed to want too; he wanted to be held so desperately it almost hurt me to look at him, but even that wasn't good enough, he just needed to be near me, and I wanted that so badly.Rhys drove me home, I didn't ask him about how he knew my apartment like I had wanted to anymore because it didn't matter now. For two days after that dinner, I was unable to sleep. The sound of my child crying woke me up every single night, and sometimes I even cried as well. Today I got back from work and as I walked into my apartment, it was empty.Totally empty!My heart sank, had I been robbed? No, no. That couldn't have happened. I was told it was the good part of town. I ran over to Mr Albert who lived next door, he owned the house.“I have been robbed Sir, my apartment is empty. They took everything”. My voice quivered as the tears were trying to mak
DarcyThey pounced on me without mercy and I didn't know what to do.My demons, of all places, of all times choose now to show up again.Panic engulfed me in a warm hug that grew tight, almost suffocating as I stared at what was in front of me.The hair in my arms stood straight up like spikes, my breath caught in my throat.I could hear my heartbeat racing and I couldn't think, could hardly breathe. I couldn't speak or move, as I tried to focus solely on their voices, which seemed to grow louder with each passing second.There were loud cackles and I knew those sounds. I had heard them so many times, burning in my nightmares. Sounds that shook deep into your soul like they could tear you and your deepest desires apart. Sounds that screamed chaos, they were pounding at me like a cat playing with its food before devouring it and leaving the bones to crumble underneath the weight of its appetite. I knew those sounds. “You weren't expecting anyone to discover your dirty little secrets,
Darcy It was already one in the afternoon and Rhys was not bad. After that weird dream, I had a nagging feeling that something was terribly wrong and if it wasn't that, then I was losing my mind.The first month after my surgery that made me a whole new person physically, I started therapy but I stopped committing to it.Now I wanted so badly to talk to somebody, anybody and I decided that I needed therapy. Maybe my therapist would be the right person to tell me that I was losing my mind.As I walked in, I couldn't pretend that I wasn't anxious, it felt like it's been ages since the last session. It felt like the first day all over again.Beads of sweat formed on my forehead despite the cool air conditioning in the waiting room. The steady drip of water from a faucet sounded in the background and my heart beat faster than normal. Sweat dripped onto the table as well as the palms of my hands. A couple of strands of hair fell into my face and I brushed them back.I sighed for the umpte
Darcy“What is going on?” But Rhys was already on his feet walking away.“Can you tell me what is happening?” I followed him around naked.“Not now” He threw a shirt over his hand and wore his pants before hurrying off.I didn't even get the chance to say more. From the window I saw him driving off and I couldn't understand anything.After a while, I called him several times and it went straight to voicemail. I held my phone close hoping he'd call and I didn't know when I dozed off.Soon I was in a weird place, Rhys bleeding, and I was tied with ropes that were digging into my flesh was also making me bleed and I felt so weak, the blood loss was taking too long but the adrenaline rush was keeping the pain at bay, the fear at bay.Someone took steps towards me, I thought for certain that he was going to kill me right then and there and it would've been okay but not with Rhys lying on the ground in the pool of his blood like that.“Now that you know that no one else is coming to your re
RhysI woke up to see her staring at me with a smile playing on her lips.“Are you good?”She nodded but she was blushing and I couldn't understand why.“Is something happening?”She surprised me by leaning closely and kissing me, regardless of my morning breath. “Can you fuck me roughly?” I was stunned when I looked back at her. Her face was too innocent for those words to have fallen from.But she set her back on the bed, her thighs were spread wide revealing her pink little cunt. And I couldn't resist myself or her. I rolled over and immediately inserted my two middle fingers into her and she closed her eyes and threw her head back, sighing in contentment.“Please!” she whimpered. “Oh please, I…! Right there, please! I feel so good!”I grinned devilishly at her and continued to finger her faster than she could reach. She was hot and tight and her wetness was slick beneath my fingers. And she moaned again, and again, louder each time as I pushed harder into her pussy with my finge
DarcyHe lifted me up when we got home and he grabbed me roughly by my neck, pressing his lips against mine harshly.It was hard to breathe with the strong grip Rhyshad used on me, forcing me to move against his body. He didn’t release me even after he had finished kissing me, he simply held me tightly in place. He kept muttering sweet, filthy words into my ear as his hand slowly moved downwards along my sides.I loved the sound from each as it sent more wetness to my core.I shivered violently beneath his touch.His fingers traced along my waist until they made their way across my abdomen, tracing the outline of my curves and leaving trails of fire where his finger touched me. A part of my mind wondered when we started kissing, and another part realised it was probably inevitable that our lips would come together. There was something about him that made me unable to resist.And I certainly wasn't resisting now either.After a few seconds, I pushed away from him abruptly and pushed h
Unknown POVThe next time I visited Madam Margaret, she looked at me with less resentment than before, which was a considerable improvement. It seemed that she'd gotten what I needed.“So, any news?” I asked taking a seat opposite her desk. She looked up from her desk and gave me a smile.“You know I would do anything for my money” , she said, “but as it is…well, the situation has changed quite drastically.” She took out an envelope containing several papers and placed them on my desk. I glanced over them, as if they weren't important to my mission. “And your source?” I questioned, knowing very well there had to be someone. “Go ahead and open it” , she answered, a little too enthusiastically in my opinion, but I did so anyway. “What is this hospital?” I asked skeptical of the photo I had seen inside of this envelope. It didn't look like the sort of place you could just waltz into.“It's a private facility”. She answered. “And it's the most advanced comestic hospital in all of city
Darcy“We are here” his voice rang through my head and the words reverberated inside my chest.I had never felt so scared in my life. I looked around at the crowd of people on the streets. The air was cold and humid as though it wasn't even September yet.I looked up and the stars were scattered across the sky, almost like they were just hanging out there to watch us. The moon hung over everything like a big crescent moon that glistened with silver liquid.“Okay...” I couldn't understand. Was this the place he was talking about? It looked like an abandoned property with a bush track leading away from it.He chuckled at my response. “ Come on, you'll see”I could hear the smile in his tone but didn't say anything because I honestly didn't know what he meant by that. We stood there for a while, waiting. The wind blew through the grass making little rustling sounds and I felt something brush against me, like leaves blowing around the street and into our direction.“Are you sure you are no
Rhys“Can I come in?” She was staring at me with those large eyes that looked more like big blue saucers than anything else. I opened the door, and she stepped into my room. “It’s a little messy. Sorry about the mess and all,” I apologized.She nodded.“Can’t sleep?” I asked after a moment of silence. It wasn't unusual for Tessa to come into my room, especially after what had happened tonight.“I can’t sleep, nightmares” She said it casually , and I knew she didn't mean it as a joke. She looked around the room. “Can I sleep here tonight? I am…. am scared” Her voice trailed off, as if she didn't know how to finish her statement. I understood. I was also having trouble sleeping but I didn't tell her that. We didn't quite understand each other's presence yet, but that's not the point. What I wanted was to make sure she was okay - even if she felt safer sleeping on my bed instead of in her own room.All through the next day, I could tell something was still up with Darcy. She was hiding
Unknown POVAnger coursed through my body. The adrenaline pumping through my veins left a bitter taste in the back of my mouth, and it felt as if my chest were caving in. I tried to take deep breaths through my nose but they wouldn’t help. My mind raced with ideas for a distraction as the anger grew in intensity. I didn’t think anything could make this worse, however, the feeling persisted and grew stronger. “This is ridiculous!” The words flew out of my mouth as soon as they formed. A wave of anger was building up inside me. I wanted to scream. I had never wanted anything more than to unleash the fury inside me. But now. Now I couldn’t. I had to be calm, and quiet. I had to stay in control. “You can't let him win, you have to win…” I said under my breath, thinking. That would keep my emotions under check. I needed to keep my focus. “You are not the loser here” The image of his face appeared before me. He was still grinning at her while I stood there stunned from shock. Anger surg