Lindsey
Lindsey
We get through dinner like last night, just asking questions and trying to figure each other out. He declines having a drink, saying he only does it on special occasions or at work events. I like that he doesn’t have to drink his stress away, he obviously works out in his gym for that.
“Would you mind if I joined you for your workout in the morning? I’m really just a cardio bunny and I lift light weights, but it will give me something to look forward to.” I give him a soft smile. I don’t enjoy working out, but I like that working out allows me to have the dessert habit that I do maintain. It’s all about priorities.
“I’ve never worked out with anyone before, I don’t know if I’ll be good company.” He says wit
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Reece My alarm woke me at 5am and at first I was really confused and disoriented. Normally I’m a really light sleeper, but this morning I feel like I got the best deep sleep I ever have in my life. I start to move and feel a weight on my left arm and it’s actually tingling with that pins and needles sensation when you sleep in one position too long. I went to move it out from under whatever was holding it down, then I heard a small noise and Lindsey rolled over facing me burying her face in my chest. I wrap my arms instinctively around her, the tingling sensation completely forgotten. She is so tiny in my arms, but she fits perfectly. I place a kiss on the top of her head and take in the floral scent of her shampoo. “Hey,” I whisper. “It’s time to get up.” Part of me hopes she doesn’
Reece What the hell just happened. She’s mad at me again? What did I do now? She made her declaration about what she was doing today, then walked to the bedroom and I heard the door lock, so there was nothing to talk about or discuss. At least she included James and Brandon, so I know she’s going to be safe, but she’s planning on arriving when I can’t be there to meet her and she’s going to ‘stay out of my way’ whatever that means. I tried to wait for her to emerge from the room so I could at least ask what I did, but I needed to leave to prepare for this meeting and she was taking her time, I’m sure on purpose. I scribbled a note for her to call or text me when she got out of the shower and left it with her plate of food on the kitchen island. I left with an uneasy feeling in my stomach, the butterflies were back, but this time
Lindsey I took a lot of time to get ready to go into Reece’s company today. He always wore a three piece suit that fit him perfectly. I figured I should try to match, adding a bit of my own flare. I went through all of the clothes that Anton and Brandon picked out and settled on a fire engine red pencil skirt that hit me just below my knees with a slit straight up the back. I paired that with a black cami and a sheer sleeveless button down shirt and black jacket that was cut to accentuate all my curves in the right places. I finished it off with strappy black heels that zipped closed in the back. My hair was down with a light curl and my make up and jewelry were simple. At the last minute I decided to channel my inner Anton and threw on a bright red lipstick to match the skirt. I knew I looked good and I wasn’t going to let Reece make me feel less than amazing eve
Lindsey The day actually went pretty smoothly. The contract was just as Reece said, he was planning on making improvements, but cutting as little of the employees as possible. I set to work figuring out how to restructure and move people so that everyone would benefit more than be inconvenienced. I made a call to Ralph and let him know what was going on. To say he was surprised was an understatement. “What the hell, Linds? You seriously let your brother talk you into this?” Ralph is basically yelling into the phone, much like a father would at his kid making a rash and very stupid decision. I’m glad I had it on speaker or my eardrum would have been ruptured. “He didn’t have to say much, Ralph. He used the company as collateral for som
Lindsey We walk into his office which is a mirror image of mine, but where mine is bright white his is all dark woods and fabrics. I didn’t get much chance to look around as I was pulled back and basically slammed against the door. “Is there anything that you wear that doesn’t make you look like a goddess?” He almost growls at me in a low husky voice. I am pressed up against the door as flat as I can go, trying to get as much distance as I can between us. His palms are flat against the door on either side of my head. “What? What are you talking about?” I stuttered stupidly. It was really hard to think when he was this close and he smelled so good. “It was difficult enough last night when you had o
Reece “Let me walk you, I want to say hello to Angie and Anton.” I got up from my seat and placed my hand on the small of her back, guiding her out of the room. I was being tested by both of them. I don’t like it when my grandfather does it, never have. He is always putting me on the spot, especially in public, to see how I will react. He says it helps build quick thinking skills. I think he really wants to see how I will fail. The man has never liked me and my position ever since my grandmother died. When she got sick, the family spent a lot of time trying to find the best way to divide the different branches of the company. There was a lot of fighting because each branch was dependent on the others, but no one could d
Reece I try to compose myself as I head back to my office. I don’t know what my grandfather’s deal is. In my early twenties, he was pressuring me to marry and have kids continuing the family line. I even found someone I thought I could spend my life with, my grandfather actually liked her, then all hell broke loose four years ago and I haven’t been able to be with anyone and my grandfather hasn’t pressed the issue. “What the hell was that all about?” I ask barely making it through the door. He’s sitting behind my desk, again. This has also been a new habit of his, like he is trying to remind me who is the head of the family. “You failed to inform me of your new fling and I wanted to see what she is made of, that is all.” He’s rifling through papers on my desk, like he knows what he is looking at. “Since when do I need to inform you of my personal life? You have never really cared about anything I do since Dominique.” I say pulling the papers out of his hands and
Lindsey “Come in” I call out. I sent Angie and Anton away, my lunch had already been interrupted enough today and now I was so irritated I couldn’t eat. “Are your friends gone already?” I continue looking at my desk taking a deep breath. As much as I want to stay mad, I have to remember this is new for him too. I pinched the bridge of my nose before slowly looking up to answer him. “I lost my appetite and decided if I was going to keep being interrupted I would just reschedule for a time when I can actually sit here and enjoy time with my friends.” I looked back down at the schedule Brandon printed for me. “ Brandon set us up for tomorrow at your Grandfather's favorite restaurant. He’s my next call, un
Epilogue Lindsey Well Reece was true to his word and has kept me barefoot and pregnant for the better part of 3 years. He was intrigued by the idea of practicing to make babies and took his job very seriously, and so did his DNA. When I am done with this pregnancy I will be 21, almost 22 and have 5 kids under the age of three because fate seems to like to mess with me and I was blessed with two sets of twins. Angie is convinced that our oldest, Carter, would have been a twin or was probably a twin, but due to all of the trauma he was my miracle baby. The thought makes me laugh and also makes me sad that I might have had complications we knew nothing about. He was what helped me get through the worst of the healing from my time in captivity with Vaughn Benedict. Although I wasn’t harmed much, the memory of the isolation and waking up alone still haunts me and Old Man Raines’ death gives me nightmares. The dreams seem to be more vivid as I get further along in my pregnancies too. Reec
Reece “What if the baby is yours?” Angie pulls up a chair and sits so we are almost at eye level and cocks her eyebrow at me. “I’m really not sure how, we never talked about kids and were always careful. I was always careful with her.” “Always?” She has this sarcastic tone that tells me she knows more about my sex life with Lindsey than I do. “As far as I know, we only had one time that I didn’t wrap it up.” “So, what you’re telling me is you need to get off your doomsday mind track and wait to hear from the doctors and talk to Lindsey. It only takes one time, genius.” She looks like she wants to smack me upside the head. And she’s seriously considering it. I really need her to stop pushing my buttons right now. “But when you do go in and talk to your wife, and my best friend, you will do it calmly and respectfully. Because I will beat your ass if you hurt her with your accusations after everything she just went through. Like you said you only had contact with her twice while she
Lindsey What the f*ck? Cousin? I am stunned and have nothing to respond to that revelation. “We have a deal.” Benedict says after I sign the documentation with all of my stipulations written in and initialed by both of us. “Come get your girl cuz, we just opened up the IP address for you to search. Although, I wouldn’t mind a bit more alone time with her, seeing as you’ve been with mine, it’s only fair.” He laughs at Reece’s look of pure fury as he touches my face again. This time I did pull away and gave him my most murderous look. He better not come anywhere near me, the sleezeball. Dominique looked offended at the exchange, but what can she expect, this douchebag thinks he has everything. What he doesn’t realize is I didn’t sign everything and I used his inability to keep his hands off Dominique to my advantage while his lawyers and I handled the paperwork. And his lawyers really aren’t that smart or they straight up let me get away with signing my maiden name and ‘under duress’.
Lindsey As I am being escorted down to meet with, I assume Benedict, I make a decision. I believe I am going to die here no matter what I do, so I need to think through what is going to happen to everyone that depends on us. “You look positively radiant today” Benedict sneers from the table as I walk in. What the hell does that mean? Does he know about me being pregnant? I should assume no one here is on my side and figure he knows, but is probably playing me to see if I confirm his suspicions or what doctor Beth told him. I hate not having information. And where the hell is Dominique? “That’s the result of being fed for the first time in days, I guess.” I try to keep my smartass remark to a minimum, but I also want to see if he will let anything slip as well. We can both play this game. “How can I help you today Mr. Benedict?” I try to let as much sarcasm lace my sugar sweet tone. “You know what I want, and I will have it today.” He gestures for me to sit across from him.
Lindsey HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T! I can’t move and I’m barely breathing. I think I’m in shock. I sit there staring at the screen, I know Reece is still in front of me, but I’m not really seeing him, not anymore. Someone shot a gun right behind me and a thump tells me someone was hit. The gunshot came out of nowhere. There were no threats made, we were just having a conversation. Although, I was trying to stall for enough time for Reece and Max to hopefully get closer to figuring out where we are. The old man was just whimpering like the weak little man he truly is, was. How he ever ran a company like Raines Corporation is beyond me. He was a great actor I guess. I really should feel bad for him, but I am just scared for myself now. They aren’t going to hesitate to do what is needed to get what they want now, and they just proved it. “Every time we all meet and this isn’t resolved, someone else loses the privilege to go home.” Benedict says from somewhere near me. It
Reece “Reece.” Her breathy little whisper is all my heart needed to jumpstart and start racing like it was trying to jump out of my chest. “Lindsey, baby.” That's all I can get out. I just stare at her beautiful face. She’s thinner, her cheeks are sunken in and her hair is dull and flat, but she’s alive. I can feel my heart beating wildly in my chest like it trying to jump out and get to her. There is so much I want to say, so much I need to say. We talked about what to do once we were able to get her on, but I just froze, my mind seizing up completely at the sight of her sitting there. “First things first, Mr. Raines. We have made contact as requested, you see your wife is unharmed, now we want the documents signed and you can have her back within the next 24 hours.” A deep voice off camera instructs. Lindsey looks down and if I wasn’t staring at her so intently I would have missed the slight head shake she gave me. She’s telling me not to agree, but what the hell else am
Reece We are now going on a month of Lindsey missing. We have been tracking Eyler for a few weeks and Conrad is building a case against him, just on his activities here. Thank God Eyler doesn’t look too closely at his phone. I do know that they are trying to turn people he has contact with into informants, but it all takes time. I did receive a proof of life photo about a week and a half ago, but that is all I have heard. It was of Lindsey sleeping. She at least looked peaceful, but I could only see her face, the covers pulled all the way up to her chin. I don’t know if she’s actually sleeping or knocked out. I can’t see if she’s injured or harmed in any way, but it’s the only thing I have of her right now. I have the photo in my wallet and pull it out every chance I get. I have actually started talking to her photo. Telling her it’s going to be alright and we are coming for her, that I am coming for her. I have started asking her what she would do when I come across a situ
Reece The elevator to the top floor seems like it is taking forever. I just want to get this over with and clear up all of the misconceptions that have been going around for the last decade in my business. When the bell chimes as we hit our floor, Max and I walk out full of angered purpose. I am doing a full house cleaning, but I also need to know if any of these guys have information on Lindsey’s whereabouts. I trust no one outside of Max, Brandon, Angie and Anton. I feel like all of them have had some part in this for their own gain and Eyler and the old man were just crazy enough to take it this far. “Down to business gentlemen.” I say sitting at the head of the table. Max to my right. All of the guys look paler and more ragged than usual. Being cut-off doesn’t suit many of them. Only Reg seems to have been able to maintain his usual lifestyle. Good, I think to myself. They know I mean business now and won’t be complacent any longer. “I’m glad your investigations are ov
Lindsey “What are you going to say to Benedict? We need to have the same or at least a similar story as to why I am here. I still have to figure out what he wants exactly. I don’t believe he would put this much effort into taking over a company. From what I have heard he’s more likely to kill the person in his way and replace them with his own people. What’s he playing at?” “With your current condition and the test I have run, I can easily claim you are diabetic. Similar signs and symptoms and necessities to control it as your pregnancy. Like food and vitamin regulation, also lowering your stress levels.” “Okay, I guess that works. I don;t know anything about the condition though.” “That will work in our favor. I can keep regular, daily checks on you, which is what I would do with an actual newly diagnosed patient here.” “What about me?” Dominique almost whines. “Is he going to try and keep us separate? I’m pretty sure she is the only reason I am still alive right now