SHAWNAThose words came from the television and they left my head reeling with different things. I looked at Damien who looked more shocked than I was, his eyes glued to the television.As if he felt my eyes on him, he looked away from the television and looked at me.“I swear it's not how it looks like, this isn't true." He said.If there's anything everyone knows, it has to be that only real things are broadcast on television.“Fuck you, Damien," I said through gritted teeth then stormed out of his house, ignoring his calls for me. I was more mad at myself than I was at him, how could I have fallen for one of his tricks again? He just wanted to mock me.I should have just stayed at home, or better still kept ignoring his calls instead of disgracing myself that way. He's getting married to Eugene, it's even clearer now that it has been announced on television.He must have planned it in a way that the restaurant would be impossible for us to talk in then we'll have to come to his hou
DAMIENShawna's children didn't only send me away, the triplets themselves didn't make their distaste about seeing me at their doorstep hidden.They successfully sent me away and I couldn't even do anything because they were right, all I do is make their mother cry.They already see me as a bad person as it is, someone who only knows how to hurt their mum. The last thing anyone would want is to be on the bad side of kids.As soon as I got into my car, I only had one thing in mind and that was going over to Eugene's. This isn't even a transfer of aggression but something that had to be done.She has done enough and should be stopped at the point, she might be pregnant but I'm never taking responsibility for it or getting married to her. I didn't nut in her for a reason.Never will I get married for the sole purpose of something like this, my first marriage happens to be some sort of contract and it was nothing less than toxic even though I was the toxic one in the marriage.But I can t
DAMIEN“I'm not reverting anything, do you think I'll get married to someone who's so schemy as that? She formed that pregnancy as a way of setting me up, I didn't impregnate her willingly."The fury that was thrumming through me was so hard that I crushed the phone in my hand, definitely leaving s crack on the screen.“That doesn't matter for now, just take care of this mess and get this bad publicity away from us, we're at the stake of losing everything we've built for years because of you." He growled.“Then we should be looking for other ways to tackle this, not bending to her whims, we're not weak dad, we've never been weak. We should stand up for ourselves.”I just needed a way to divert his attention away from the marriage stuff, I just can't get married to Eugene, I badly don't want to.She has been getting away with a lot of things and it's high time we put a permanent end to this. We never had problems with any company up until now when she assumed the position of the heires
EUGENE“So, what I think we should do is to analyze their sales and then we'll see where we go from there.” My assistant rambled off while I had my legs on my desk and my eyes focused on my nails.I'm currently painting them and one single mistake can ruin them, I don't want that to happen, might even snap at her if she allows what she's saying to disrupt this painting.“Ma'am, is that fine by you?" Her voice got to my ears and I had to look up, that was after I had made sure the brush was off my nails.“Do anything you think is good." I shrugged, it's not like I understand a word of what she has been talking about and I don't think I want to stress myself about knowing things about business.I mean, what's the use of an assistant if she can't make decisions like these? I just want to sign whatever she brings, bask in the public attention then get the money and influence this position brings.“But I need to know your response about this, we need a direct response before we proceed wit
DAMIEN“Will you marry me, Eugene?"She squealed, a squeal so loud that I almost covered my ears. Then she ran over to me and stretched out her hand at me.“Yes, yes, yes." She said continuously.I slid the ring to her finger and stood up, she immediately jumped on me, still squealing. I resisted the urge to tell her to shut the fuk up already, my ears were almost ringing.“Thank you so much, I didn't expect this." She said into my ears. I did my arms in a way that she just had to come off my body and she did.Camera sounds and the flashes from them made me compose myself, knowing that any gesture could be misinterpreted as something, so I had to play along.Different reporters soon started asking us questions, there were so many that there was no way we could hear any of them’s questions properly.“Did you reject her proposal as a form of surprise before?”"For how long have you two been dating?”"Is there anything you want the public to know?”The question goes on, I didn't even hav
KYLE“Oh, yeah, just like that." The whore above me groaned, she's currently grinding me, going in that motion that only females enjoy while I just lay there.When I saw that she reached orgasm through that, I was even generous enough to have allowed her to reach orgasm, I switched positions and had her underneath me.She moaned at how rough I was handling her, I just started thrusting into her immediately, not minding that she just reached orgasm.Just as I was about to reach orgasm, my phone started ringing, slightly diverting my attention. If I saw the person calling me physically now, I'd shoot them in the head.I ignored the call and continued thrusting into her, reaching my orgasm. The phone had stopped ringing but it started again almost immediately.With an angry growl, I got off the lady and pulled out of her warm clit. I angrily picked up the phone and picked up the call, it's one of my men calling. He better have a valid reason for calling me or he's ready to die.The call
KYLE I arrived in New York in no time, driving straight to the Lancaster Company. That's definitely where Eugene will be. It's even kind of weird to come here to look for her. Being the heiress of this big empire is one of the things that made me realize how smart Eugene can be when it comes to things like this. And that is why I won't let her go in that easily, Damien can't just have her. She's very useful to me. “Sorry sir, you can't just go in like that. Who are you here to see?" A lady who I presumed to be her secretary asked me, I already lied at the reception downstairs and found my way here. With a glare on my face, I moved closer to her a bit. I didn't want to embarrass myself and it'll be better if Eugene knows I'm here at least. "Eugene," I answered curtly. “You mean Miss Eugene Brown?" She frowned, raising an eyebrow. “Whatever, just let her know I'm here," I said, still glaring. She looked at me tentatively before picking up the cell phone before her, she
EUGENEIt's taking everything in me to hold the anger thrumming through me, Kyle is getting more and more annoying as each day passes.“Why don't you just let me handle this like I said instead of probing into it like you've been doing?" I asked, almost snapping.“Like I said, I don't want you handling everything alone. You have to put me on too, we're meant to be in this together." He said.“Okay, now that you're back, who's handling things in England? Who did you tell to stay back and watch over things?”His eyes flashed even more in anger, "You can go to hell, I don't fucking care about that.” he snapped.“Really?” I asked again."Yes, I don't care. I'm not your errand boy and I'm no longer interested in whatever you're planning again!” He snapped.“You don't want to do this anymore? Are you being serious right now or it's just a joke? You want to leave?" I had to ask again.“Read my lips, Eugene. I. Do. Not. Care. Anymore." He made me read his lips, emphasizing each word said.“Yo
SHAWNAMy hands shook as I stared at the phone screen. A strange number. My heart pounded.Liam leaned closer. "Answer it."I swallowed hard and pressed the button. "Hello?"There was silence for a second, then…"Mommy?"My breath caught in my throat. "Jasper?! Baby, is that you?""Mommy!" His little voice was filled with excitement. "I found the police! They helped me!"Tears streamed down my face as I clutched the phone. "Oh my God! Where are you, baby? Are you okay?"A deep voice came through the line. "Ma'am, this is Officer Reynolds from the Oakridge Police Department in Washington. Your son was found a few hours ago. He came to us himself and reported that he had been kidnapped."Liam exhaled sharply beside me. "Is he safe? Did you get the kidnapper?""We’re still searching, but he’s unharmed. We need you to come immediately.""We’re on our way!" I said quickly. "Please don’t let him out of your sight!""Understood, ma’am."I hung up and turned to Liam, gripping his arm tightly.
JASPERI blinked my eyes open and sat up, rubbing the sleep from my face. This wasn’t my room. My Spider-Man nightlight wasn’t glowing. My big, fluffy blanket wasn’t here. I looked around. The bed was too big, the walls were gray, and the air smelled weird, like old socks and something burnt. Where was I?I slid off the bed, my bare feet touching the cold floor. My tummy felt funny, like when I got scared watching scary cartoons. I walked to the door and pushed it open. The hallway was long and empty.“Hello?” My voice was small.Nothing.I took slow steps, my heart thumping fast. Then I saw him, the man who took me. He was sitting at a table, eating chips, and watching something on his phone.I walked up to him, my fingers curling into fists. “Where are we?” I asked, trying to sound brave. Mommy always said I was her brave little soldier.The man looked up, surprised. “You’re awake.”I nodded. “I had a bad dream. I want my mommy.”The man sighed, putting his phone down. “Kid, your mo
SHAWNAMy hands wouldn’t stop shaking. My breath came out in ragged gasps as I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, gripping Damien’s hand like it was the only thing keeping me from collapsing.“Damien, baby, please wake up,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “You have to wake up. You have to fight. I can’t do this without you.”His face remained still, pale, lifeless. The beeping of the machines was the only sign that he was still with me. The doctors had told me he was stable, but stable wasn’t enough. I needed him awake. I needed my son back.The thought of Jasper sent a fresh wave of panic through me. I covered my face with my hands, trying to control the sobs wracking my body.“You’re falling apart,” Eugene’s voice cut through my grief like a blade.I snapped my head up, my vision blurring with rage. “Shut up.”She smirked, leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed. “Still fighting? You’re exhausting to watch.”I tightened my grip on Eugene’s collar, my nails digging into
SHAWNA The beeping of the monitors was the only sound in the sterile hospital room. Damien lay still, his face pale, his body unmoving. I clutched his hand tightly, my voice trembling. "Damien, please..." My throat burned with emotion. "I can't do this without you. Jasper needs us. I need you." I clutched his limp hand, squeezing it tightly as if my grip alone could pull him back. His face was pale, his breathing steady but weak. The machines around him beeped rhythmically, a constant reminder of how fragile this moment was. "Damien, wake up!" My voice cracked, thick with desperation. "He's running out of time! I can't lose both of you!" Still, nothing. Not even the slightest movement. My chest tightened, a crushing weight pressing down on me. I bit my lip, willing myself not to break down. I had to be strong, for Jasper, for Damien. But how could I be strong when everything was slipping through my fingers? Tears blurred my vision as I rested my forehead against our joined hands
SHAWNAThe beeping of the monitors was the only sound in the sterile hospital room. Damien lay still, his face pale, his body unmoving. I clutched his hand tightly, my voice trembling."Damien, please..." My throat burned with emotion. "I can't do this without you. Jasper needs us. I need you."I clutched his limp hand, squeezing it tightly as if my grip alone could pull him back. His face was pale, his breathing steady but weak. The machines around him beeped rhythmically, a constant reminder of how fragile this moment was."Damien, wake up!" My voice cracked, thick with desperation. "He's running out of time! I can't lose both of you!"Still, nothing. Not even the slightest movement. My chest tightened, a crushing weight pressing down on me. I bit my lip, willing myself not to break down. I had to be strong, for Jasper, for Damien. But how could I be strong when everything was slipping through my fingers?Tears blurred my vision as I rested my forehead against our joined hands. "Ple
SHAWNAEugene’s scream cut through the sterile air of the hospital, a sound so sharp and guttural that it sent a shiver down my spine. I turned the corner and saw her on the floor, her arms wrapped around herself, shoulders shaking as sobs wracked her body. Nurses whispered, exchanging pitiful glances, but no one dared to approach her.I took a deep breath and stepped forward. "Eugene…""Don’t." Her voice came out raw, thick with grief. She lifted her head, her tear-streaked face twisted with rage. "Don’t you dare come near me."I stopped in my tracks. "I just…""You just what?!" she snapped, pushing herself to her feet. Her eyes burned with fury. "You just came to see the damage you caused? You came to gloat?!"I clenched my jaw. "I came to console you. I know you’re hurting…""Oh, now you care?!" She let out a bitter laugh, her hands trembling. "Where was your care when you dragged my mother into this mess? When you kept pushing, kept poking, until it all spiraled out of control?!"
SHAWNAI turned to Eugene, my voice low and sharp. "This is all because of you."Eugene, who had been rubbing her temples as if she were the one suffering, looked up at me with narrowed eyes. "Excuse me?""You keep lying. Twisting things. Escalating everything!" My hands curled into fists at my sides. "And now look where we are! Jasper is missing. My son is running out of time. Damien was shot trying to save him. And your mother…""Don’t," Eugene snapped, stepping forward. "Don’t even dare bring my mother into this."I scoffed, shaking my head. "Why? Because the truth hurts? Because now, suddenly, you want to play the victim?" I gestured wildly. "You had a chance to tell the police the truth, but instead, you lied. Again."Eugene’s nostrils flared. "You think the police would have helped me? Would’ve believed me?" She let out a bitter laugh. "You have no idea what I’ve been through.""I don’t care what you’ve been through!" I snapped. "You put us all in danger. And for what? To cover
SHAWNAI sat at the long metal table in the hospital’s private meeting room, my fingers gripping the edge so tightly that my knuckles turned white. The air was thick with tension, the dim lighting doing nothing to calm the storm inside me. Across from me sat two police officers, a cybercrime specialist, and two professional hackers. They all had the same grim look, the kind that made my stomach twist into painful knots."Time is running out," I said, my voice tight. "You don’t understand, this isn’t just a normal kidnapping. Jasper is in a place where the air is restricted. Do you hear me? He might not have much longer."Detective Harris, the lead officer, nodded, his eyes sharp. "We’re doing everything we can, ma’am. Our teams are already tracking possible locations…""Not possible locations," I snapped, cutting him off. "You need to find the exact place. Because if you don’t, my son is dead."The hacker on the left, a young woman with short black hair and piercing green eyes, adjust
EUGENE I walked out of the police station with my mother by my side, a victorious smirk playing on my lips. "That was easier than I thought," I muttered. My mother scoffed, adjusting the sleeve of her expensive coat as we walked toward our car. "Of course it was. Shawna is too emotional to think straight. The police saw what we wanted them to see—a desperate, grieving mother grasping at straws." I smirked, brushing an invisible speck of dust off my dress. "Pathetic, really. She walked in there thinking she had some grand case against us, only to end up looking like a crazy woman." We approached our sleek black car, the engine already humming as the driver waited. But before sliding inside, I turned back, my gaze locking onto Shawna. She was still standing there, her body trembling with barely contained fury. Her eyes blazed with hatred, her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. If looks could kill, I would have been dead on the spot. I grinned, savoring the way he