Linda’s POVLeaving China felt like a bittersweet escape. On one hand, I longed for the familiarity of home, the comforting embrace of friends and family who would support me through this ordeal. On the other hand, I dreaded leaving, because it’d feel like I was leaving my life behind; all those memories, both good and bad. As the miles passed by, I found myself clutching onto the sweater on my lap, it was a gift from Chris a few days after our wedding. It brought some warm and ugly feelings but I was not willing to trash it. Did I miss my husband? Yes. Did I want him back? Yes. Did I miss his smile, his cologne, his silliness? Yes, yes, and yes! But I just could not explain it, my heart was not ready. I had taken the time in the hospital to also watch the full Talk Show about the scandal. I had also watched almost all the YouTube videos out there that had mentioned Chris Kingston and Meghan. Apparently, she was in Cyprus, with her boyfriend and was doing everything possible to k
Linda’s POVChris nodded, relief evident in his eyes as he stepped aside to let me pass. We moved to the living room, a space that once held so much laughter and love but now felt heavy with the weight of our broken relationship. Sitting down on opposite ends of the couch, there was clear tension between us and not the fun kind. He fidgeted nervously, his hands clasped tightly together as he searched for the right words. “I don’t even know where to start,” He began, his voice raspy and breathy. “But I do know that I’m sorry for what I did to you. Um, that was messed up, and keeping it from you was even more messed up.” I remained silent, waiting for him to continue, my heart pounding in my chest as I braced myself for whatever he had to say. I was already feeling my throat constricting and a knot forming there but I tried to play it off as best as I could. “I never meant to hurt you, I swear. I was weak and stupid, and I made a terrible mistake; one that you have every right not t
Linda’s POVAs Chris carried me towards the bedroom, my mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Part of me was screaming to stop, to gain control of the situation before things went too far. But another part of me–the part that still loved him, craved for every part of him, it craved his touch. It was urging me to give in to the passion that burned between us.The bedroom door closed behind us with a soft click, shutting out the world and leaving us alone in our own private sanctuary. Chris laid me down gently on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine as he hovered above me, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I reached up, tangling my fingers in his hair as I pulled him closer, craving the connection that only he could provide. Our lips met in a feverish kiss, igniting a fire that had been smoldering between us since the moment we first laid eyes on each other. His hands roamed over my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake as he explored every inch of me. I arched into his
Linda’s POVAs the car approached the airport, I wiped away my tears and took a deep breath, steeling myself for the journey ahead. My mom held my hand tightly, offering silent comfort as we navigated through the bustling terminal. My Dad was leading the way, he always tried to make sure that we were as relaxed as possible when we were traveling. He would often try to do everything so we would not have to do them. Checking in my luggage felt like a blur, my mind still reeling from the emotional whirlwind of the past few hours. Boarding the plane was not too smooth but my parents and I made our way to first class soon, settling in. As we soared through the clouds, I found myself lost in thought, reflecting on the events that had led me to this moment. The love, the betrayal, the heartache—it all seemed like a distant memory, yet it still lingered in the recesses of my mind, refusing to be forgotten. But amidst the pain and uncertainty, there was also a glimmer of hope—a hope that m
Linda’s POVAs Ben led me away from our parents, I could not help but feel a sense of apprehension mingled with curiosity. What did he want to talk to me about? Was he still involved with Fallon, or had he managed to break free from her influence?As we entered a quieter part of the house, Ben turned to me, his expression serious. “Linda, I need you to know that you have nothing to worry about. The moment Fallon let you go after you had helped her put the Kingstons behind bars, she had me sign a contract that I was free.” I scoffed, but it was more like one of relief. “Really?” I smiled. He nodded. “Yes, it is.” He laughed lightly. “I am no longer her puppet to be controlled. But I don’t think I would ever get over the fact that I am responsible for some dark things.” His smile faltered. His words reminded me that I too had some skeletons in my closet, skeletons that would have never been there if I had never met Fallon. But well, there was no changing of the past. What had happene
Linda’s POVThe pain intensified, sending waves of discomfort coursing through my body. I clutched my stomach, feeling a sense of panic rising within me. What was happening? Was it something I ate, or was it something more serious? Could this be the bullet? Gosh, my baby. Please god, don’t let anything happen to my baby. Right when I was about to let out a cry for help, the pain stopped. Just like that, it stopped. I was left breathing deeply, trying to calm myself. It stopped as if nothing had even been going on. What in the world had just happened?I had intended to take a long shower, but to hell with that! I needed to know if I was okay. I needed to know if my baby was okay. Had the bullet punctured something in me? Maybe an organ? The thought sent waves of fear inside of me. I quickly showered, grabbed a towel from the heated rack, and dried my skin and hair before stepping out of the bathroom. I got dressed and ready in ten minutes and then headed right out of the room. I
Linda’s POVMy heart sank at the mention of the bullet. It was a chilling reminder of the danger that still lurked within me, threatening not just my own life but also that of my unborn child. “Is…is there anything we can do about it?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my mind racing with thoughts of surgeries and potential complications. The doctor’s expression softened as he placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “At this stage, surgery to remove the bullet could pose significant risks to both you and the baby,” He explained gently. “It’s lodged in a delicate area, and any attempt to remove it could potentially cause more harm than good.”I felt a knot form in my stomach at his words, a sense of helplessness washing over me. I had hoped for a solution, a way to rid myself of the looming threat of the bullet once and for all, but that was just a dead end. At least for now. I guess this gift from Mr. Kingston was not going anywhere no matter how hard I tried. The doctors
Chris’s POVIt was quiet, way too quiet for my liking. I mean, I was someone who liked it when it was quiet, but not this type of silence.I think what I should be saying was that I missed Linda. She was gone, she was already out of the country.I could get on a plane right now and go to her, falling to her knees to beg her to forgive me. But I think that I had gotten the fact in my head that I could not force someone to heal when I wanted them to do so.As much as I hated to say this, she needed time. She needed time away from me. I think what felt more awful was not just the fact that she had left but the fact that I did not know when she was going to be coming back.It could be next week, or it could be next year. Or it could even be after five years. The fact that I did not know scared me, it gave me anxiety.Walking down the stairs and heading to the living room, my footsteps echoed in the empty villa. I still had not told the workers to come back to work yet. I wanted to be alo
Linda’s POVWe managed to get out of the burning room, and I swear I think I got a few burns but the adrenaline drowned the pain out. We were headed out and had no idea where the exit was due to how much smoke and fire was assaulting us from almost everywhere.The pinching pain in my belly was growing and as much as I tried to brush it off, it was getting harder to do with each step that I took.Suddenly, the roof caved in and fell to the ground causing us to be separated by angry flames. I was stuck on the other side and Chris and the others were away from me.Fear filled me and I took a few careful steps away from the raging fire. “Help!” I exclaimed.“Keep calm, Linda. We will find a way to get to you, but for now, I would recommend that you keep moving.” He pointed towards the ceiling.When I looked up, I saw that the fire was eating it up, it could fall at any second. “Okay!” I said loudly, so I could be heard above all the commotion. When I turned around to start moving, I was
Linda’s POVI had never been so scared in my life, the room held a tension that I could not describe. It felt like a nightmare, a real one.It felt like I was hallucinating all of this, but deep down, I knew that I was not. This was real, and it was something that I could not escape from. “Please, think about the baby,” I begged Mr. Kingston, tears flowing from my eyes and snot running down my nose.“Did you think of the baby before you and your friends decided to f*ici up my life?” He asked, dark humor dancing in his eyes.“Light them up,” he said, walking away. In seconds he was out of the room. Kirby flashed me a sad look before her features hardened again. She then walked out, the doctor guy following her.I sniffled and then sobbed out even more. I was beginning to smell gasoline, the smell was overwhelming. Sh*t, they were going to burn us up. My vision got blurred for a few seconds before I blinked the tears away, making it clear again.The door opened and I saw Kirby and th
Linda’s POVThe call went through but after a few rings, there was no answer. My heart was thumping in my chest and more tears threatened to spill from my eyes due to fear.“You better hope she answers, we are on a tight schedule,” Kirby warned me in a hard tone. I was praying for that too. “Call her again, maybe her phone is on Do Not Disturb,” I tried to find an explanation.“Hmm,” She mumbled in response before deciding to make the call again. This time, Fallon answers on the third ring.I let out a breath that I did not know I was holding. Kirby brought the phone close to me and put it on speakerphone. “This better be important, because I’m very busy right now,” Fallon said, it sounded like she was on a busy street because I could hear the sound of cars and people being people in the background. “It is,” I replied. “Fallon, I need your help; Chris and I have been kidnapped. The like went quiet for a few seconds and then she broke the silence. “Linda?” “Yes, Fallon, please…hur
Linda’s POVBeing bound was not a nice experience, the ropes were so tight that every time I would try to move, they would pinch my skin.But I had made my decision, I wanted to come out of here alive. I wanted my baby to come out of here alive, so I was going to do everything I was told to do no matter how messed up it would be.Kirby and the guy who I thought was a doctor soon walked out of the room, leaving me with the guy who was not too far from me.I knew it was a man because of his build but I could not tell who he was. He was wearing old and ragged clothes and seemed to be unconscious because his head was bent over in a weak way.“Are you okay?” I asked, attempting to see if he was awake even though I felt he was not. There was no reply. So I sighed and then glanced around the room, looking to see if I could find a way of escape, but it seemed like the only way to get out here was through the door.There were two windows in the room but both of them had iron bars that did not
Linda’s POVThe car soon came to a stop, it had been a long ride. “Take her inside,” Kirby commanded and the Doctor did as he was asked. He opened the door and got down before gesturing that I do the same. I did not want to be hurt and did not want my baby to be hurt either so I did as he told me. I got down from the car and glanced around. It was now dark but the lights from on the property were impressively bright. Acres of land stretched from both sides that I looked at, and a huge stood not too far from me. It looked like a castle. It was stunning but it had a dark energy that caused my heart to skip a beat. I already knew who was behind this. I mean, I had my suspicions at first but they had now been confirmed. The thought of Chris entered my mind and I felt a heaviness that I could not ignore. Why did they have me tell him that I was on a street that we were miles away from? Had it been a way to get him alone so they could harm him? Oh my gosh, I did not know what I would do
Chris’s POVKidnapped? The word rang in my ear over and over, and I could barely hear a thing after she had said that. The car behind mine honked loudly and I was pulled out of my trance. “Clink Street? You said you’re being held at Clink Street?” I needed to make sure that I had heard her right. “Yes…” Her voice broke before a shudder followed shortly after. Then the call dropped. I tried to call but there was no answer. So I tried again; again and again. And with the cars honking behind me as I was parked at the traffic light, blocking their way, I knew that I had to put it all aside for only a few seconds. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. Lind, my wife, was kidnapped. The thought was incomprehensible, surreal. But I could not afford to dwell on it. I had to act, I had to act fast. With a deep breath, I refocused on the present. The light that was was still green, so I finally drove and ignored the road rage that I was getting as I pulled to the
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat, a cold fear gripping me as I realized something was terribly wrong. Panic surged within me, but I tried to keep my voice steady. “What do you mean, you lied?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my efforts to remain calm. Dr. Adam’s smile faded, replaced by a chilling expression that sent shivers down my spine. “You, Linda,” He said softly, his ice blue eyes locking onto mine with unsettling intensity, “You’re not going to another room as you already can tell, you’re going to a little place called ‘Pay Back’.” I immediately jumped out of the wheelchair and tried to run for my life but I fell to the hard ground. We were in the parking place, basement level. “Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was like there was not even a soul there. As I hit the ground, pain shot through my body, but fear propelled me to my feet again. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I fought to escape, but Dr. Adam was quick to react. He grabbed my arm lik
Linda’s POVI could barely speak, the pain overwhelming me as I doubled over on the bathroom floor. Every fiber of my being screamed with agony, and I feared for the safety of my unborn child. I already knew what it was, what was causing the pain. This was not my first rodeo, it was not the first time that it had happened. Aunt Maze and William rushed into the room, their expressions filled with alarm as they saw me writhing in pain. “What’s going on?” Aunt Maze exclaimed, her voice tinged with worry. I struggled to find the words amidst the agony that consumed me. “It’s the bullet…it’s moving and must be hitting one of my organs,” I managed to gasp out, tears stinging my eyes as another wave of pain washed over me. Fallon’s eyes widened with realization. “We need to get her to the hospital, now,” She said urgently, her voice plastered with panic. With her support, I managed to rise to my feet, the pain still stabbing at my abdomen with each step. Aunt Maze and William sprang int
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat at the revelation, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The Kingstons had vanished without a trace, the police had no way of knowing where they were. I wanted to ask how that was even possible. But I already knew the answer to that. Power, money, and influence. They had found a way to disappear because of who they were. “What do you mean disappeared?” Chris demanded, his voice smeared with urgency. “How could a prison transport vehicle just f*cking disappear?” Sergeant Thompson’s tone remained solemn. “We are still trying to ascertain the details, but it appears to have been a deliberate act. We suspect foul play.” “Of course, there was,” I heard Fallon say under her breath before letting out a string of curses. The car we were in was more of a van and we could all fit in easily. My mind raced with so many possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Had all of this been orchestrated from the start? Was he planning revenge right n