RAYNAI might not have known when I was pregnant, but I knew now that my baby was gone, that I was empty.It felt like nothing was inside of me and only a hollow space where my heart had once been. I never thought myself to be the crying sort but I found myself breaking into tears, my chest racked with every deep sigh and sniff.“Rayna, you’re awake.” It was then I noticed Coco had been sitting by the window. She ran to me. “Are you hurt? Should I call the doctor? What’s wrong?” She bombarded me with questions, worry was boldly written all over her face.“My baby… my baby… where is my baby?” I whimpered. I was a bit glad Carlos wasn’t here, I needed to gather as much strength as possible before I saw him.“Oh child, your body couldn’t handle a baby yet, we needed you back and alive, the baby was killing you.”“No!” I screamed. I could feel myself going crazy. Her words sparked something inside of me. My baby would never kill me, I loved my baby. But a tiny voice inside my heart laughe
I was both happy and surprised, they looked so grown up, in that blue gown and cute boots. I hadn’t known I would be able to recognize her. I could see why we had easily assumed she was a kid, she had this very shy aura and she was quite short. Even shorter than I was, I would admit she was even more beautiful than I remembered. Standing there is flesh, with a mix of cotton and a touch of leather was Anna. It would seem so much time had passed because she looked a lot like a woman now, and she recognized me too, “You must keep it away from Carlos. Please.” Zane begged with pride in his voice as she came closer. “What makes you ever think Carlos and I stay up at night exchanging secrets?” I snorted with all the sarcasm I could muster. Anna came to stand beside Zane, looking so small beside him, I watched their hands link together. Something swelled in my chest…envy? When would I have such kind of love? I feel like I had passed the time in my life where I might have had a little ho
The room that used to be a mono color of brown and wine was now bright and colorful, the colors of the walls remained the same but everything else had changed, from the couch to the bedboard to the desk and every other furniture in the room, I could see almost every color, the couches where different shades of blue and the curtain that had once been wine was now beautiful shades of pink. The center rug was a design of furry rosed and was as beautiful in sight as it was beautiful to touch. I didn’t know who advised him to do this, but I loved it.He knelt beside me, “This is my promise to adjust as much as I can for you, I’m willing to change… for you Rayna.”“I love it,” I exclaimed. I could see how much my approval satisfied him.“This is your castle,” Anna added. She had come back home with us and I heard earlier that her presence should be hidden for a while, according to what I heard, she had to be 21 before she could claim her rights as her grandparent's heiress but several peopl
By now I had gotten used to how Carlos cleaned anything related to the underworld off my path. He changed their meeting points, those men in black never came to the building where I was, and the top floors were being modified into something else that was safe and boring. If by chance someone comes to the house, he never got in, Zade or Zane stays in the middle and passes on the message. The men were no longer allowed to bring girls in. My stay brought lots of changes. But when everyone began slowing their steps around me, glancing at me, and whispering over my head, I knew something was wrong. Although Carlos had promised to not hide things from me, I couldn’t put off the feeling that everyone was trying to hide something from me. When sleep refused to take me after an hour of lying on the bed, I sat up. Just in time, Zade came in. “Are you okay?” He asked, rushing to stay beside me. “I can’t sleep,” I answered, placing a pillow on my legs and bouncing my hands on it. “Wanna play
The sound of fired bullets only heralded a maddening silence. Zade and I had frozen with the sound in the air, our conversation abandoned even though I knew later the question would rise up again in my heart. Zade had moved into action mode and carried me into the room, “I’ll have to lock you in. It is not safe.” He said like he knew what was happening downstairs while I was once again in the dark. “Tell me what’s wrong?” I asked, I needed to know. “It’s nothing Carlos wouldn’t sort. Don’t bother yourself, you need rest.” He said again. Nevertheless, I could always ask what happened later, the least I could do was to stay out of the way and not cause trouble, especially with bullets flying around. But it was surprising no sounds followed the two gunshots we heard earlier. He tucked me into the bed and left, turning to give me one last look before closing the door. I heard the click that told me he had locked me in. I pulled my phone out of the drawer it had been since I was in t
In less than three hours, I was read. I decided to dress corporate like I was going to the office to work and not just to see my husband, the main reason was to attract as less possible as possible. Zade would rather I stayed at home and rested but Carlos had given the go-ahead so he had no choice. My husband called the shots. Coco ensured I had more than enough breakfast food, so I was feeling quite full and steady. Excitement bubbled through me as I made my way downstairs with Zade, we were both arguing about where I would sit. I wanted to sit beside him in front, but he was insisting I sat at the back and left him to play driver. The man was stubborn, so I stopped arguing, but just as we were about to enter the car, I made sure he had opened the car, I pulled a trick I had tucked in my sleeve all through our banter. “What happened to your shirt? There’s this oily stain at the back, did you run into something? Or fall into something?” I asked, looking all serious and innocent. Za
“I get to buy cake for all the staff too.” I smiled, expecting him to say I sit and wait instead of spending so much. I could guess that there would be at least a thousand staff in that building, instead, Zade smiled and stood up.“Time to spend Kavinsky’s money. I agree, it would help draw the staff to your side. I agree to your condition.” He said, relief evident in his voice, making me wonder why. Although I would have preferred to wait, baying cakes for everyone was also a win for me, and spending Carlos’ money was a way to punish him for backstabbing me.On our way to the Cake shop, I got to find out that there were approximately one thousand and four people employed at the office building but only seven hundred and fifty-two of them were available and present today.Let’s go spend some of my husband’s money.I could perceive the aroma of the cake and pastries even before we entered the place, I had decided to walk there because carrying a car would be unnecessary. It was a bit s
“Rayna.” Carlos stretched his hands out to me, but I was out of his reach. My eyes weren’t even on him. My eyes were glued to the man looking at me with that he always had on whenever I was close. His blank look betrayed no emotion. Blueblood. It’s been three years since I stood before him like this and yet nothing changed. Then I remembered he and madam had kidnapped and wanted to sell me before Carlos came to take me. Wait! Are they in a deal or partnership? Or was my father constantly collecting money from Carlos to keep me? I doubted Carlos would be so naïve or stupid, whatever they were doing involved the both of them, it had to be a mutual agreement that they had not wanted to me be informed about. I also knew Carlos wasn’t trafficking girls, as that was my father’s new hobby. When I knew I couldn’t come up with a guess on my own, I opened my mouth to request one. “What’s happening here?” I asked. “Why is he here?” I turned to Carlos. I could see my father’s eyes get darke