LOGINSHIMMA’S POVI was in the bathroom, the steam curling around me, when the bedroom door burst open and slammed against the wall. The sound jarred me….causing me to freeze in fear.A second later Mattias’s cologne hit me: cedar and something green and strong. Then his voice followed, my heart settling in relief.“Honey?” He called loudly.I opened my mouth to answer, but my throat clenched. Words wouldn’t form. I felt empty and heavy all at once.The bathroom door opened. Mattias stood framed in it for a long few seconds, shoulders squared but not relaxed. His eyes were soft with pity, and that look hurt more than anything….I didn’t like how he looked at me…..i didn’t like how his eyes reminded me of my terror moments with Lucas. Those times he would save me and then stare at me like my life was some sort of torture.Although he warned me…..He kept sensing the danger and I stupidly ignored all the signs. Fuck me!He came in slowly, like he was careful not to startle me, and began undoi
MATTIAS’S POV: (continued)“G…good day, Sir,” one of my guards said as he approached my car. I had signaled him over; he walked up with his shoulders hunched, hands clasped so tight his knuckles whitened. I could see the fear and worry in his eyes.“Good day…” I nodded, stepping out of the car. I straightened my shoulders, cleared my throat and planted my feet so I looked taller……yet calm and in control, before I continued. “The day of the accident… Doctor Ryle’s death, you were on duty, right?” I asked. The police weren’t finished with their investigation, but I wanted to move things forward as quickly as I could before anything got worse.“Yes… yes Sir, I was,” he said, bowing his head slightly and rubbing the back of his neck.“Who came in? Remember I said not to let strangers in. Who was here on the day of the murder?” I leaned forward a little, elbows bent, watching his face. He stared at me blankly, eyes flicking to the ground as though trying to pull memory up. Then he shook h
MATTIAS’S POV.“I swear! If I find out who did this to Ryle!” I said, my voice low and trembling with rage as I clenched my fist, my knuckles turning white. My breath was heavy, almost strangled, as I fought to rein in my emotions at the station, knowing how crucial it was to stay composed.The officer stood there, calm despite the storm brewing inside me. “Mr. Mattias, I know how angry you are right now,” he said, his tone calm and reassuring. He leaned slightly forward, hands clasped in front of him, as if trying to bridge the gap between us. “I assure you, we will find Doctor Ryle’s killer. Please, just give us a little time.”I felt the tension in my shoulders, my muscles coiling tighter with each passing second. “And for the threatening words written on your car, we will check the CCTV footage of the parking lot. Hopefully, we can identify who did it and why… and also, who knows? They might be involved in Doctor Ryle’s death too,” he continued, his eyes meeting mine firmly.“Plea
SHIMMA’S POV.I sat beside my mother who kept weeping and crying. I knew how painful it must be for her…..losing another man she loved. God! The pain!!!!Doctor Ryle was the next best man to my mother after my father passed. Despite the age difference between him and my mother, he loved her so deeply. Not minding what the world had to say about them.I liked him…..I felt safe around him, because for some reason, I knew he would take care of my mother and love her like she deserved to be loved.But now… he’s gone. Oh!…….Who did this? Who could hurt him like this? My heart ached with anger and sadness. I needed to know who had taken him from us.“Mum….please. I am so sorry. I am so sorry that this happened to you,” I said, feeling guilty as hell.Mattias had told me just yesterday about the scratch on his car, and a scratch that wrote “RIP,”. Despite knowing how scary and terrifying that was…I still overlooked it.What if who ever it was had come to attack and then met Doctor Ryle at h
MR. BEAU’S POV…..Shit! I killed him… I had to. He was going to ruin everything for me, and I couldn’t let that happen. I stood in the bathroom, under the shower, as the cold water ran down my body…..despite the coldness, it still couldn’t quench the fire burning inside me.Each drop of water felt like ice, sending cold shivers down my spine, yet it was oddly comforting. Masking the sweat of panic that had soaked my skin, shielding me from the consequences of my actions.Closing my eyes, I let the water wash over me, envisioning the encounter for the one millionth time…….how simple it had been to break in, how the thrill surged through me. I had grabbed a kitchen knife, the sharpest one I could fine in the kitchen. Lookin at the big and sharp blade, It felt beautiful in my hands, almost like an extension of my will. I remembered my heart racing, but not from fear…….no, it was excitement, pure adrenaline.I walked slowly toward Doctor Ryle’s room, each step echoing in my ears. I knock
MR. BEAU’S POV (continued)“Please,” I pleaded, my voice low and trembling, desperate enough to make my chest ache. “At least tell me what hospital she’s at?” My heart raced, each word heavy with longing……as if my very existence depended on hearing the answer.“Let go of me now!” he snapped, his voice rough, his eyes flushing a deep red. Anger radiated from him like heat, making me feel stupid and vulnerable.I quickly loosened my grip on his shoulders, stepping back as if I'd been burned, gasping hard for breath. I could feel my own face flush with embarrassment and regret.“I... I’m so sorry… please, don’t be offended. I... fuck! I overreacted. I am deeply sorry,” I stammered, my voice quaking, eyes darting away in a futile attempt to hide my humiliation. My mind raced, panic edging in, my hands fidgeting at my sides….still, my anxiety only got worse.What the hell have I done? If I made him angry, he would surely tell Shimma about it. They might fire me, and if that happenes, I wou
“Bang!” A loud bang erupted from Noah’s end. “Noah!” I yelled, turning to him. He fell to the floor, scared and crying from the sound of the gunfire. It took me a few seconds to realize what had happened. Lucas lay on the ground in a pool of his own blood, his eyes wide open as he stared into
SHIMMA’S POVIt’s been two days without my babies. How on earth could I have thought a day like this would come?Not to mention the unbearable feeling of not knowing about their well-being. Did they eat right? How scared and worried would they be? Were they even still… No! There was no way I could
“Mrs. Shimma,” I jerked slightly at the sound of Mr. Beau's voice, my heart racing.“Mr. Beau, are you... are you done with the kids?” I stuttered, my hands fidgeting at my side, betraying my nervousness. Why the fuck was I nervous?He smiled, digging both hands into his pockets, leaning slightly f
“Hello?” I said, my voice crackled.“Are you ready?” he asked, as if this were a game to him. Fucking bastard.“Yes, I am,” I replied in a low, calm tone. Part of me was relieved and ready to see my children, but most of me was uncertain about whether the tracking devices would help. What if he was







