"Boyfriend...?" Mystique felt a shank skewering through her heart as that word sink deeply into her heart, but she managed to maintain her angry face, she would never let them see her dissembler.
The lady scoffed again, crossing her hands over her chest. "And who are you?"
That question strikes her hard. Who was she in the man's life? What right did she have in his life? she was only carrying his child. What right did she have to be jealous of the other person had a girlfriend? "Oh, I didn't realize. I apologize" she said, sadness growing deep in her eyes as they got teary, thankfully, her voice didn't waver as she had expected. "I will give you space to talk, I'll be in the car"
She veered and raced out from the store, slurring over the calls of Damien, who stood up to run after her but the lady held back his hand. He reeled to her and gave her a blank and stoic look. He immediately tore her hand off his wri
"I can't believe am here again?" Harriet grizzled, rolling her eyes as she continuously shadowed Mystique from one corner of the kitchen to the other while the pregnant person was making lunch. Mystique shook her head. She also couldn't believe she would be putting up with that for the whole day. Damien had to leave for work as he had an important meeting that required his presence. "You are whiny," she said to the other person, now standing beside the kitchen counter. Here she thought she was the pregnant one. Harriet scoffed unbelievingly."Look who's talking" Mystique rolled her eyes. "Am pregnant" she defended himself. "That does not justify what you put me through for five days" Harriet retorted. "What are you even making, you have been cooking since I got here" "Which was 20 minutes ago. Can you drive me to the office later, I need to give Da
"Please don't hurt me!" She pleaded, supporting her stomach with her hand, but the more she stood there, the nipping throe in her rib only consolidated, a single teardrop whisked from her right eye. she couldn't die there, she still had a lot of things to do. "Come on, Sugar" they tittered in travesty, only a few steps away from her. "Please, don't" she continued to besiege but they paid no mind as they were now before her. Mystique shut her eyes, waiting for the worst to happen. Her breathe evened and her heart raced in terror for herself and her baby. Her head felt whirling and heavy, she suddenly felt hefty. "Well, guys" an unfamiliar voice bellow from behind them and they all turned to find a man standing there. "Stay away from him!" And that was the last thing Mystique heard before she gave in to the darkness. *~* Sluggishly, her eyes flitter
Pokily, her eyes fluttered but her vision was completely befogged. She shook her head, trying to see clearly but it was ineffectual, everything was dim especially without her glasses. She opened her mouth to speak but She realized her mouth was taped sealed, her eyes widened and She tried to move but her body refused to respond, She gazed down with her blurry vision and was able to make out how a rope was tied tightly around her body to a chair. Her eyes popped out, wanting to pull out from their sockets. What happened...? why was She tied to a chair, who tied her. She shut her eyes, trying to remember anything, anything at all but only succeeded in inviting a very nasty headache, her head felt explosive and her body ached, She whined in dismay but suddenly, She remembered everything. *~* Earlier... That next morning, Mystique woke up to find Damien getting dressed for work, he was putting on
"Good morning Harriet!" She greeted cheerfully and the person gazed up from her paper. "You seem rather cheerful today, Miss Miller" Harriet pointed out, sitting upright. "After nearly killing all of us yesterday" She continued. Mystique bit her lower lip. "Am sorry about yesterday, I miscalculated" Harriet sighed. "I've seen the CCTV footage of that meeting, I do not blame you for reacting that way because anyone would have the same reaction but I know one thing, Damien is against cheating since the day his first girlfriend cheated on him with his best friend. Trust me, Damien loves you, I have known him for years and I have never seen him treat any of his previous lovers the way he treats you, I have never seen him stare at anyone the way he gazes at you. You are special to him and I want it to remain that way. If you have any misunderstandings, talk to me and settled it because he nearly had our h
"Find Her, find her now!" Damien yelled, pulling one of his men by the collar and shaking him fiercely before throwing him hard to the floor. His anger exploded, a dense fire awakened in him, his eyes caught with fury, his jaw was clenched, his knuckles were fisted tightly at the side, his fingers digging into his palms, his posture was stiff, rigs muscles and a corded neck. He smoldered with resentment, rage flowing through his veins like lava, his throat was closed, and the not in his stomach got tighter and tighter by the minute, so did the harden in his chest. They finally took her, they touched what belonged to him, Damien laughed out ferociously, his eyes resembling that of a barbaric animal tasty for blood, he licked his lip truculently. Seemed like they desire nothingness because Damien Martinez would bring it to them. He could make their wish come true, he would gladly send them to hell after giving them heaven.
"Damien" She called in a shaky voice, the tightness in his chest immediately lessened. "Mystique" he also called, his grim voice was now soft and light as if he was speaking to a child, dripping with raw emotions. "Damien, please save our child. I can't bear the pain any longer" Mystique winced and cried from the other side, breaking his heart into tiny pieces, just when Damien was about to speak, the husky voice came back. "That's all you need to know. Provide the money in two days. My boys and I would be waiting" he hung up on him. Damien smirked maddeningly throwing the phone to Liam, who nodded before walking out from the office. He winked at his boys as he pulled out his gun. "Let's have some fun with those fuckers tonight" *~* Silently she stared and observed. she didn't how much time passed but her body
"Do you think her husband is that stupid!" Hikaru vociferated to his boss as soon as he hung up the call after speaking to Damien Martinez, a man known all over the underworld as the most feared mafia boss. He knew his boss was an ignoramus but not that stupid. Seemed like they had no idea who they just called but luckily, Hikaru was not dim-witted. He knew all about the monster on his way, on his way to bring them their deaths. The boss shrugged. "Even though he comes with the police, we'll kill them all and takes the money and before Madam Appa gets here, I am already a 50million reacher" This man was the true definition of stupidity. Hikaru scoffed inwardly, a smirk curved on his lips. They distinctly had no idea what was coming. He turned his gaze back to Mystique, who was just lying on the floor, letting out cries of agony once in a while. Let's just hope Mr. Marti
Hikaru immediately turned towards the door but it was not unclogged yet, so that meant the person who shot Freed was...he gasped loudly as he immediately turned only to find Mystique on her feet with a gun on her shaky grip but she was falling as the gun fell out from her hand but luckily, Hikaru was fast as he caught her before she landed on the floor. He shook her but Mystique was now completely unconscious, blood rushing out from between her legs, tears slipped out from his eyes as he held her close to his chest, waiting for someone to find them and soon, the door was blasted opened and there stood was none other than Damien Martinez dressed in all black, his hair was disarrayed and his eyes was bloodshot, completely animal-like and hanging low on his hand was a katana sword dripping with blood. "Help" Hikaru cried out and that was when the beast's gaze landed on an unconscious Mystique, lying unconsciously in a young boy's arms, both were in