Riella's POV.The car pulled up in front of the house, in the driveway. I looked up from my phone to glance at Carolyn. She was already watching me. There was a small smile on her face. It was the same one she always wore whenever we pulled up here every year.Home.We were home.I knew all that talk about how the home was where the heart is but I wasn't going to lie that being home with my family always hit differently in some kind of way. I looked through the window of the Bugatti Tyler had ordered for us and sighted my sister. She was sitting on the porch, along with some of her friends that I recognized. They were chatting as they glanced at the car regularly.I hadn't called any of them that I was coming home. Not even Duncan knew if I was going to come home since I aired all his messages. But now, I was here. I felt the rush of excitement spring up my spine and before I could stop myself, I was chuckling out loud.Carolyn joined in and we stared at each other as we laughed. I co
Riella's POV.When I walked back into the living room, the team was scattered around the large room, grinning from ear to ear. Dad and Ethan were seated in front of the chess game and I was smiling because I knew this was going to be a tough game. Tyler was excitedly chatting with Jemma, Duncan was stroking his guitar to emit soft beautiful tunes and Carolyn was gossiping with mum. Only Anna was slouched on the couch, head straight and eyes looking dead. Again, I wondered what was wrong with her.Ethan looked up and saw me. He grinned at me with a wave. “I'm about to school him, ” he boasted, referring to my dad.“What are you going on about? I'm unbeatable, ” Dad boasted and I let out a chuckle. “Until I whoop your ass, man.” Ethan grinned before turning toward me. He was so cheerful, I couldn't help wishing he could be what I want. I wondered if the situation would have been different if Harold was here.Ethan made a move on the board and turned to send me a wink. “I"mma stay out o
Riella's POV“I'm really worried, Lyn. What should I do? Why isn't she awake by now?” I heard a voice that very much sounded like Jemma's crying. Except they didn't really sound like Jemma did.“She will be fine, Jemma. The doctor said she will be okay.” I knew that worry-filled voice without trying. It was Carolyn. Realizing that I couldn't see her or anybody else, I struggled with the darkness and soon had my eyes fluttering open. The room was dimly darkened as the curtains were drawn. But I could still make out the sight of two of the most important people in my life talking in a corner.“Lyn, Jemma,“ I called out weakly, feeling my body and voice weak. I had passed out, I could remember. Only that I didn't know why.At the mention of their names, the girls' heads whisked around and once they met mine, they rushed toward me, mouth agape and eyes filled with relief.“Oh my God, Riella. You are okay,” Jemma was practically crushing her body with mine as she helped me sit up once I b
Riella's POV. I sat on my bed still frozen in shock and numb out of my mind. For the life of me, I couldn't even begin to fathom how Carolyn had managed to help me to sit down. All I knew was that I was numb. I couldn't feel a thing yet I knew my life had just hit rock bottom. I blinked rapidly as I stared ahead into nothingness. The pink lines I saw wouldn't stop flashing in my mind's eye, reeling me backward and plunging me deeper and deeper into whatever I was digging this time. Suddenly, the numbness faded away and I soon started to panic my might away. I didn't care that I was shaking but I wanted to say something desperately but couldn't get the words out. “Calm down, Ella. Just take it easy, ” Carolyn sounded mortified for me as she held me in place, pressing her hand to my shoulder. “Y-yo-you d-don't u-understand, Lyn. You don't get it.” I was a stuttering mess and I was still trying to find my voice as I shook my head, twice. This couldn't be. No, I couldn't be pregnant
Riella's POV.For hours, I didn't know how long but for hours, I sat down on the floor of my room, reading up the test result like it would make it any less true. Every time I read it, I felt a sharp syringe of pain shooting up my spine because what was I supposed to do with a baby?A freaking baby?Sure, I had envisioned getting pregnant before. But that was supposed to happen after I was married. When I had the support of my husband. When I wouldn't be in a dilemma like this. How was I supposed to raise a child on my own? What was I going to do with it?Tears streamed down my face as I placed my hand on my belly, feeling my eyes twitch. I was two months gone. Was abortion still an option? I could choose to not have this baby so I could go on with my normal life. Nobody had to know anything.I sighed in confusion. I didn't even know what to do or think anymore. A soft knock came on the door and I raised my head from my knees. The door was opened and anyone could come in. If someone
Riella's POV.We were supposed to have left. At least, we were supposed to leave on the very day I woke up but thanks to my falling unconscious, I was still around. I wondered if I would be able to make it to work the next day. It wouldn't be possible anyway but we were going to leave tomorrow.So, it meant that I would be seeing Harold on a Tuesday. I wasn't keen on going to work. I didn't even think I should continue to work with him but I hadn't decided yet.I leaned into Ethan as we settled down at the table for dinner. Mum was making a deep fuss about me not always taking care of myself. So, she was going to feed me to death. I knew she was just doing that for the show since she already knew what was wrong with me. I didn't mind anyway because I was starving.As soon as Mum dished my meal, chicken nuggets, I dug in without care. I could feel my family watching me so, I chewed quickly before raising my head to look at the stunned faces.“What?” I said my mouth filled with another
Riella's POV.I shuffled through the drawers, practically turning everything over as I searched thoroughly for a particular object I was hoping to find. I could only hope that Carolyn still had one of those or I just might lose my mind. I pushed my hair out of my face and bent slightly to continue my search.“Are you even listening to me right now?” Carolyn bellowed from where she stood, a few steps away from me. I could hear the frustrations in her voice but at that moment, I was beyond caring to even be bothered about it.I pulled open another drawer, barely sparing a glance at her as I looked through her things again. “Confirm my appointment, Lyn,” I told her.I felt her freeze but I didn't bother about it. I had been that way ever since we returned home from Thanksgiving. God help me because I'd been extra these past few days.“Did a screw get loose in your head? Are you kidding me right now?” She yelled in disbelief. I didn't even want to see the look on her face. “You are just g
Harold's POV.I sat on my chair in shock minutes after Riella stormed out of my office. My eyes were still widened and I was still trying to formulate all that had happened a few minutes ago. She just quit on me.Nah, she did more than quit. She said a lot of things that I still wasn't able to fathom. She looked angry. She was enraged and it showed in the way her body trembled when I held her. She was bitter.What had I done to her to deserve all this?I couldn't even begin to wrap my head around it.When I didn't see her the first two days after work resumed, I thought she was just taking a break like she usually did. So, I called her and sent numerous texts to her but never in my life did I expect that she was just going to quit on me like that. Something was wrong somewhere.Something was deeply wrong somewhere and I had to find out what.I sighed and ran my hand through my messy hair. I couldn't count the number of times I had messed it up since she walked out of my office. I st
FIVE YEARS LATER.I hummed with a smile as I fixed my earrings to my ear properly. They were dropping and very long but they were also very expensive. A Christmas gift courtesy of my husband. I grabbed the cherry lip gloss on the vanity table and applied it to my lips. I smacked my lips together, pursed it, and posed in front of the mirror. I looked good. The red velvet dress I was wearing with the plunging V- neckline and long sleeves that were adorned with lace trimmings were so beautiful. I had my hair packed into a messy bun, leaving the fringes out while a pretty gold necklace lay on my neck.I did a spin and blew a kiss at my reflection. While I packed up my make-up items, the door to the room opened and my husband strolled in. He walked over and wrapped his hands around my waist. I leaned back and let him kiss my lips.“You look breathtaking,” he breathed and I beamed. Even after all these years, compliments had a way of soaking me in.I turned around and placed my hands on e
Riella's POV.Harold managed to get me to the hospital. He didn't even let me go home, he just asked that Damien drive us to the hospital, and as for Carolyn, she stayed glued to me while still sobbing about how this was her fault.Harold came through when I least expected it. It was the moment when I'd given up hope that I was never going to see him again. When I was very sure that I would never see any of them again, they came through. And I was very grateful. “How did you guys find me?” I asked as I leaned on Harold while he wrapped his hands around me.Carolyn smiled and leaned forward. Her hand gently reached out and stroked the necklace still hanging around my neck while watching me.“I put a jewelry detector.” She replied smugly and my eyes widened.“Wow,” I was honestly shocked, I didn't expect it.“I had a feeling that something could go wrong after you told me that day. I just wanted to ensure that you were going to be safe if anything were to go wrong.” She explained and
Harold's POV.My eyes widened and I went pale as soon as the line went dead in my hands. She was screaming. The bloody bastard had hit her. He was making her cry. He was hurting her. I tried to dial the cell again but it ended right on the spot.“I'm going to kill that bastard with my bare hands, ” George fumed as he paced about the room. I swallowed and shoved my phone into my pocket, swallowing up my emotions. Now was not the time for me to dwell or fume. I had to contain my emotions properly to keep a straight head. I still had time to kill the bastard.Turning around, my gaze landed on my parents. They were talking in hushed tones, looking all worried but I knew it was not because of Ella. It was a whole lot more of things that I wasn't even ready to listen to. My eyes darted away from them over to the siblings trying to talk their Mum from coming after me or whatever she intended to do with how much she was watching me.I sighed and started to walk over to her when Noel's voice
Riella's POV.I slowly regain consciousness, feeling groggy and disoriented. My head felt like something heavy had been hit on it and it felt like a spell of dizziness was cast over me. As I assessed my surroundings, I quickly realized that I was tied up and in a dark room. The pungent odor of cigarette smoke filled my nostrils, making it difficult to breathe. Fear began to set in as I realized that I had no idea how I got here or who could have done this to me.My chest heaved as flashes of what felt like the past few hours flashed through my mind's eye. The last thing I remembered was excusing myself to the restroom. My eyes widened and I coughed loudly when I finally registered everything.Oh my God, Harold!My heart ached and I found myself feeling my tied-up hands to check for my wedding bands. It was still there. Somehow, with my health at that moment, it was hard deciphering if anything was real anymore.God, if this was what I thought was happening, what was Harold going to do
Harold's POV. “So, I really need a detailed explanation of what happened,” Jackson, one of the men Tyler brought along asked, looking in my direction. I stared back at him and after a few seconds, Damien cleared his throat and started. “We had the wedding at the Oasis garden resort. It was private, essentially private. The only people who I knew attended the wedding and the reception were the resort staff. Oh and by the way, one of the staff is blackmailing us. They know how important this is to us and now, they are threatening and blackmailing. I'm still trying to get my hands on him.” Damien glared at no one again before he cleared his throat and continued. “After the wedding ended, the couples went ahead to take pictures shot by Kim, the private photographer I hired. We had fun and games and of course danced. I just finished dancing with Riella when she went off to see Jemma.” He concluded. The three men turned in the direction of Jemma who had been introduced. She seemed to s
Harold's POVI was getting ready to head back to the screaming people when Damien walked in. His eyes widened when he saw my nose and he rushed forward.“What the hell happened? And what is going on? How are Riella's folks here?” He demanded all at once?“Ella's dad did the punch. They are very worried about their daughter.” I shrugged trying to appear calm even though on the inside, I was boiling. “Damn, this is a disaster.” He massaged his forehead.“It will be a bigger disaster if I don't find my wife. An eighteen year old just promised to break my bones.” I gritted.“Are you kidding?” Damien screamed in disbelief. “Was that Ella's brother?” He questioned.“ Yep, and he seemed pretty serious about it. I love how protective he is though.” After a few seconds, I asked, ”Any luck with what you were up to?” I asked.“That's another problem. I couldn't get the pictures. The stupid man had it sold to the media already before he started threatening me. I tried to buy the pictures but
Harold's POV.I got to the door as I caressed my cheeks in anger, feeling the sting of her slap. When I opened the door, I expected to find Damien and Matilda by the door but instead, a frantic woman pushed me out of the way as soon as I opened the door and let herself in.I barely got to handle the door before a huge, brown haired man pushed his way in, followed by Jemma and Anna with a male I guessed was Duncan. He was tall, broad shouldered, and possessed pretty brown hair. I was about to shut the door when Carolyn walked in. She glanced at me, silently muttering an apology. I knew there and then that nothing would have gone well if the whole family was here. And with how much Jemma had messed up earlier, I would not be surprised if they knew everything already.“Are you the one who knocked my daughter up?” The huge man stalked toward me. I nodded and just like I had anticipated, I received the punch on my nose.I groaned and my hand immediately cupped my nose in pain. He was a ba
Harold's POVJust like I ordered, we rounded up our cars in ten minutes and we drove straight to the airport without a word. The wedding Spirit was disheveled. I had dumped my tux somewhere, leaving off my black shirt. I had made a series of calls while on the flight and now that we had alighted after four tiring hours, I was ready to strangle Brittany.“Are you sure you don't need me to come home with you?” I asked Carolyn and the girls for the umpteenth time after we arrived at the airport.“No, Harold. I will handle this. They wouldn't want to see or hear anything from you at all so, lete take the lead and handle this the way I can. It's going to be tough but they are going to listen to me in the long run. So, you stay away while I handle it.” She explained and I exhaled.Of course, I wouldn't expect Ella's folks to welcome me with open arms if I go to see them. They must have put two and two together thanks to Jemma and were probably furious now. They wouldn't want to see the face
Harold's POV.I was running mad.I didn't understand how something so perfect, something that had been going on so perfectly well had gone up in flames in a matter of seconds. Riella was missing. No, she wasn't missing.She was kidnapped.The last time someone had seen her according to Jemma who had been the person, it was when she had gone off to use the restroom. A hotel staff after then had reported that he saw a lady being snuggled into a car.“Did you catch the car's number?” Damien was the only one calm amongst us and he was trying to get answers from the trembling maid.“No, the car sped off before I could register anything.” She shook her head. I placed about, running my hands through my hair in anger. Everything was going downhill. I was running mad. I was feeling sick. I was angry.“YOU HAD ONLY ONE JOB? ONE FREAKING JOB!” I screamed at the crowd of men the resort had provided to protect us. I had gone the extra mile to pay them to specially ensure our safety but they had go