“What the hell is going on here?!”
Lauren froze. She felt a chill run down her spine. She was doomed! D. O. O. M. E. D!
She had nowhere to hide now. She couldn’t put on her mask either, not when it was being held by Bryan who already hated her. Maybe this was her fate. Maybe she was destined to die here. She was just sad her life ended too soon. She began to weep afresh.
“I said, What. Is. Going. On. Here?!” Malcolm thundered again, punctuating his every word. Despite the fact that her face was almost hidden from him, she could feel his rage. It was almost as if she could see it. Her entire body quivered uncontrollably.
This is it, Lauren. Your doom is here. She steeled herself. It was better she turned herself in now and hope for a ‘lighter’ punishment than wait for him to enter the room and find out her secret himself. Sitting on her knees, she turned to face him when her face hit a soft w
Lauren opened the door as quietly as she could, perking into the room and when she saw no sign of Malcolm, she heaved a sigh of relief and dashed for her closet door. She opened it and ran in quickly, closing the door behind her but as she turned, she froze. “You are a second late!” His voice halted her. There he was, sitting on her dressing table playing with her lipstick, like a bored king waiting for some visitors to arrive. “I…I” wait! Why was she stuttering? “What are you doing here?” “Is my wife’s closet a forbidden place to enter?” he replied nonchalantly.Lauren froze. This was the second time he was referring to her as a wife. “No… I thought we had an agreement…” To keep off each other’s privacy. She couldn’t find the voice to complete her statement. Not when the man before her was starring daggers at her.
Malcolm got off the bathtub filled with cold water when he felt he was calm enough. He sighed. In all his years of handling businesses, contracts, and even women, he had never lost control like he did the previous night. he had always been the cold hard-to-please CEO but she broke that last night. first, she turned him into a jealous husband in front of his own son! Then, she made him want to devour her that he swore it had taken all his willpower to peel himself off her. Sighing, he dried his body and wore his robe. Sitting on his vanity desk now turned mini-study, he thought of working to get rid of the remaining heat but the moment he turned on his laptop, thoughts of her flooded his mind… what was she doing now? Had she slept? Unable to resist anymore, he opened the door silently and peeped, only to see her sleeping already, in an uncomfortable position. Stupid girl. He scolded inwardly and approached her. He laid her in a comfortable position and then c
Bryan entered his room with a sour face, banging the door behind him. He felt like crying. Just last night, he had been so happy that he finally found her and now, she was so close but she no longer looked at him like he was the only one in her eyes. Why did she have to keep asking after his father?! His father was a grown man who could take care of himself but he was still a kid…Kid…His face squeezed up at the thought of that. No, he wasn’t a kid. He was just a six-year-old boy who needed a motherly figure. He didn’t want to cry but he felt if he didn’t make his hurt look real, she wasn’t going to believe him. Slumping on the bed, he sulked, waiting for her to walk right through his door; and she did. It was barely minutes when she entered. “Bunny? Are you okay?” she asked, standing by the door.Bryan frowned. Why must she use his nickname? It made him almost loosen up and run into her arms. Stee
Lauren literarily dragged Bryan around the mall despite the reluctance he was trying hard to hide from her. She used Malcolm’s black card, feeling smug at the respect she got the minute she took it out. Finally, they were done and were heading out with their bags when… “Well. Well. If it isn’t the whore herself.” A voice sounded behind them.Lauren paused and so did the little guy beside her. She turned, only to come face to face with Olivia, one of Malcolm’s fling, dressed in an expensive dress with fiery red lipstick and nails.Lauren faked a smile, “Hello Olivia. I didn’t expect to meet you here.” Her voice carried a what-are-you-doing-here undertone. “I wasn’t expecting to see you either,” Olivia replied trying to peer at the gorgeous little guy’s face but Lauren quickly drew him behind her, hoping he would comply; and he did comply to her surprise.Oli
Lauren forced her heavy eyelids to open only to notice she was in a moving car. At first, she felt relieved thinking it was her guards that came for them but when she noticed the unfamiliar environment of the car, she panicked. Beside her, sat a still unconscious Bryan and almost immediately, her heart began to race. Bryan was in trouble. She didn’t care about herself. She was willing to suffer to whatever end, as long as Bryan was safe. “Who are you?” she asked the driver of the fast moving car but got a cold shoulder in reply. It freaked her more. “What do you want from us?”She turned to look at the masked man sitting beside Bryan but the man wasn’t ready to give her the reply she wanted. She tried to move and only then did she realize she had been tied. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just let the boy go. He is innocent.”This time, she earned a scoff from the man at the backseat.
Lauren kept running. The weight of Bryann whom she hugged tight plus her burning back kept holding her back but she ignored it all. Her priority right now was to make sure Bryan was safe. She wanted to make sure he was still alive, although his breathing told her so, she just wanted to confirm that he hadn’t been poisoned. Finally, she found herself back on a busy road and she heaved a sigh of relief. Quickly, she flagged down a cab. She couldn’t go back home, at least not right now. She didn’t think she had the energy to face Malcolm’s wrath. She didn’t want him to see her bleeding back or her ruined dress that was now soaked in her own blood. She couldn’t go to the Byrne mansion either. Only one place came to her head and quickly, she gave him an address.As the car came to a halt in front of the Knight mansion, Lauren took deep breaths, trying to calm her nerves. Bryan first. She reminded herself. She wasn’t
Doctor Alfred was addressing the trio, telling them Bryan was fine and would wake up soon, when the door burst open and Malcolm walked in, like a king from hell, filling the room with his dangerous aura. Joyce quickly approached him but his eyes barely saw her. He halted when his eyes caught Lauren, wearing another man’s jacket.He chuckled coldly that it sent chills to everybody’s spine. So that was it. She had gone to visit her secret lover and had probably made Bryan pass out so he wouldn’t intervene in her love affair.This bitch! This pretentious woman!!He walked in strides, his eyes never leaving her for a second. Her flinching did nothing to calm his anger. how dared she! How dare she put his son in danger just so she could act dirty with another man? He just prayed he wouldn’t see this so-called other man so that would be the end of his life, whoever he was.Joyce intercepted him and held onto his arms, “This isn&rsq
Yolanda shivered uncontrollably, looking at her father as he paced to and fro the room. “She insulted me, father. I only taught her a lesson.” She cried. “Of all people, Yolanda. Of all people, you chose to vex Malcolm Knight!” he barked.Yolanda knew he was angry for real this time. Her father never called her by her name no matter what crime she committed. It seemed this time, she couldn’t buy her way out. “How was I supposed to know! I thought she was one of his flings!” she said trying to work her puppy eyes on her father but the old man was so busy thinking of a way out that he didn’t bother to glance in her direction. “I don’t care!” he thundered hitting the study table hard. Yolanda jerked in fear. “You are not planning to give me to him, are you?” Yolanda asked with pleading eyes.Her father looked at her, “If I have to.&rd