CHAPTER 127 SEBASTIAN’S POV Brianna was trying to get up from bed. “I need to go prep myself in the bathroom. I will be back.” “Ok love, just hold on there let me get one of the maids to help you with that,” I said as I quickly jumped off the bed. I was wrapping a robe around myself and about to wear my slippers when she suddenly stopped me. Almost reflexively. “No, don’t…” My brows creased as I turned to face her. “What do you mean no? Would you rather I help you?” “No…” she retorted almost defensively. A frown settled on my face as I looked at her, eyes ablaze with confusion and disapproval. If she didn’t want either me or the maids to help her then who did she want? Clearly, she wasn’t strong enough to do things on her own now. She could barely stand and walk properly on her own and I was taking all the necessary precautions to avoid her overworking herself till she got a hundred percent well. “Brianna….” I sighed deeply. “What exactly is the problem? Why don
CHAPTER 128 BRIANNA’S POV “Do you, Brianna Campbell, take Sebastian Stan to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?” The priest looked at me expectantly with proud eyes. I was lost in the depths of Sebastian’s eyes when the priest said those words to me, snapping me from his enchanting gaze. Years back, if anyone had told me this day would come, that I would be getting married to anyone, much less to an Alpha King, I wouldn’t have believed them. I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with Hermes in his hellhole of a castle and die in his hands. Little did I know fate had other plans for me. Better plans. I took a deep breath, gave a confident nod, smiled through my veil and said, “Yes, I do.” The priest asked Sebastian the same thing. Bubbling with excitement as he grinned ear to ear, he didn’t wait f
CHAPTER 129 BRIANNA’S POV I retched uncontrollably into the nearest sink, my stomach clenching and unclenching forcefully to the extent it hurt and my breath held. The head maid was kind and quick enough to hold back my hair as I emptied the contents of my stomach into the kitchen sink. “Let it all out, honey,” she murmured, her voice a mix of concern and a hint of disgust. “Let it all out…” She continued holding my hair as I washed my face and rinsed off the bitter taste of vomit in my mouth. After which she left it and went off probably to bring a towel or tissue for me. “Thank you…” I said as I faced her, leaning weakly against the kitchen counter, embarrassed by what just happened. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” “Don’t be,” she smiled emphatically, handing me a towel. “It wasn’t your fault. We can’t control nature.” Looking away in remorse and still wondering what could be happening to me, I gently wiped my face clean. This kind of thing hasn’t happened before.
CHAPTER 130 BRIANNA’S POV The morning was colder than usual. Outside, the rain poured heavily as if the skies were provoked, causing goosebumps to speck all over my skin, and icy chills seeping into my bones. I had to cover with an extra layer of sweater to keep warm. I had woken up early to prepare breakfast for Sebastian who was very much asleep probably due to the weather, otherwise he would have kicked against me getting up this early, cooking or doing anything he considered work or stressful because of my delicate state. I wanted to surprise him by serving him breakfast in bed today. I have always wanted to do that and I hope he appreciates it. Later in the day, I had an appointment with the doctor in the hospital. And Sebastian was to take me. My pregnancy has reached the second trimester. My bump was coming in nicely. It looked adorable and I won’t stop receiving compliments whenever Sebastian and I went out. Sometimes, I would stare at it in the mirror for a lo
CHAPTER 131 BRIANNA’S POV I shouldn’t have opened this letter. I shouldn’t be reading it. As far as I know, nothing good comes from Hermes. But I had already opened it. Something wanted me to keep reading it. I wanted to get to the end of it to see what that bastard wanted from my husband. Dear Sebastian, Hope you’re doing well. Please accept my heartfelt condolences on your loss. Hope you’re holding on fine at this incredibly difficult time. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to come to me. I’ll do my best to help in whatever way I can. I’m writing to inform you that I’ll be needing the slave you bought at the auction back. I believe her name is Brianna Campbell. I know this is against the auction rules and we haven’t always been on good terms, but I have my reasons. I’m willing to refund you thrice the amount you paid for her. And if you like, I’ll find another omega slave that matches your taste. But her, I want her back. Thank you. I await your speed
CHAPTER 132HERMES’S POVStaring out the window while seated on the armchair with my legs crossed on top of the table at the centre of my chamber, I took a long draw from a cigar and puffed out a thick cloud of smoke before gulping down the remaining drop of whiskey in the glass cup. I motioned for the maid standing by to pour me another shot. But she was too slow for my liking so I spanked her hard on the ass. “Get on with it Bitch!” I lashed at her, causing her to flinch in fear and act quickly.“I…I’m sorry… Alpha Hermes,” she apologized with a shaky breath, trying to hold back her fear. I liked seeing that fear flash raw and unfiltered in their eyes whenever they were in my presence. It gave me the satisfaction I needed. I wasn’t one to be messed with and they knew it too well.That spank in the ass was just a breeze. I would have punished her more severely on a normal occasion. She was just lucky my mind was preoccupied with something else.“Get out,” I muttered spitefully af
CHAPTER 133HERMES’S POVI heard someone walk in. Thinking it was one of the guards who might have received a reply from Sebastian, I turned quickly to face the person only to see it was my younger sister, Hera.Sighing exhaustively in frustration, I turned to face the window, ignoring her presence. She wasn’t what I needed to see or hear from now.“The doctor said you have a fucking tumour growing in your head,” she scolded, her tone rising in provocation with each step she took toward me. “The least you could do is to stop drinking and smoking and start taking care of your health. How hard could that fucking be? And the worst part is that you’re doing it first thing in the morning.”I clenched my jaw, my lips tightly pressed together in annoyance. I knew I had a fucking tumour growing in my fucking head. But I didn’t need someone reminding me of it every day and lecturing me on things I should and shouldn’t do. I didn’t know her for this. Her sudden caring behavior irked me. I was
CHAPTER 134BRIANNA’S POVI was taking a nap when I suddenly heard a loud bang like a gunshot from downstairs. My eyes flew open and I quickly rose from the bed, my heart thumping madly in my chest. What the hell was that? I was still trying to make meaning of the sound when I heard another one and another followed by shrills from the maids.Panic like never before welled up in my throat. I rushed out of my bed, quickly covered up and went out of my room to check it out.I just hoped it wasn’t I thought it was. Maybe the guards got into a fight or something. But that hasn’t happened before. And even if they did get into a fight, they never carried guns. Maybe they caught a burglar or thief. As much as I wished it wasn’t a gunshot, the loud, sharp sound echoing through the entire castle suggested otherwise.My mind kept running wild with different thoughts as I reached the stairs. Peering down to catch a glimpse of what could be happening, what I saw left me frightened, electrified
CHAPTER 19“W…what do you mean she didn’t make it?...” My voice quivered as I tried to keep it steady. My breath was heavy, coming in short quick gasps that hurt my chest. “S…she’s dead, Lily,” the doctor hesitated before breaking the news with a heavy sigh. “She couldn’t be operated on due to lack of completion of the payment. Her body has been transferred to the morgue. I’m sorry. I did my best. I really did. You need to come now to identify her body and make necessary arrangements…” The weight of his revelation bore down heavily on me like a ton of rocks, crushing me to a pulp. I didn’t know for how long I stayed mute, feeling an acute sense of loss wash over me. My mother. My sweet mother…the only family I had left was gone. I won’t get to see her again. This was all my fault. If only I had gathered the payment and made it to the hospital in time, I could have saved her. She’ll still be breathing by now. Terrible regrets assailed me as hot painful tears burned their way down m
BRIANNA’S POV The pungent smell of drugs and antiseptics came streaming into my nose. Irritated, I grimaced, shaking my head to ward off the smell. My eyes forcefully slid open to find myself in an unfamiliar environment flooded with bright almost blinding lights with the walls painted white too. It didn’t take long for me to realize I was in a hospital, the beeping of the heart monitor and other medical machines I was hooked to the only sounds heard in the room. I groaned in discomfort, breathing out heavily as I tried to gently sit up on the bed. I felt so disoriented like I just woke up from a terrible coma. I tried to recall the events that led to me being here when the door suddenly pushed open and Sebastian stormed in. “Doctor! She’s awake,” he shouted, appearing relieved and overwhelmed with joy. He crouched in front of me, looking at me and touching me like I was made of glass. He was extremely concerned. “Are you okay?” He asked not waiting for me to answer before a
CHAPTER 152 SEBASTIAN’S POV Hermes started moving stealthily towards the car, forcing Brianna along with him, his eyes fixed on us without wavering. Brianna looked at us with a helpless gaze, silently pleading for us to help her. I felt really bad. My body burned with restlessness and the urge to do something. Anything. I can’t just stay back and watch Hermes take her away. I can’t afford to lose her again. I can’t bear living a minute of my life again without seeing her. I didn’t know if there was someone inside the SUV to drive them. I couldn’t see clearly. But Hermes was moving into the passenger’s seat with her. That meant someone was there or maybe he’ll climb into the driver’s seat after he got in. But whatever the case was, I didn’t want him to take her away again. I looked at Dylan in a silent, urgent plea. “We have to do something. We can’t just stay back and let him take her away again…” “I’m sorry Sebastian,” Dylan sighed in pessimism. “But there is nothing
CHAPTER 151 SEBASTIAN’S POV Dylan managed to gather all the association’s security troops in time. With an armoured truck, we burst in through the gates of his castle, taking the occupants mostly his guards by surprise. They didn’t expect us, especially by this time, at dusk. Dressed in bulletproof vests, we jumped down the trucks and shot several times in the air to frighten Hermes’s guards and force their surrender. The order from Dylan was to arrest, not to shoot. But I wanted to kill them all, most especially Hermes. Dylan knew I’d find it hard to adhere to his commands so he refused to give me a gun. Having arrived with five armoured trucks – three for the association’s troops and the other two for Hermes and his guards that will be arrested, we were almost thrice the number of Hermes’s guards. And the fact we came unexpectedly, they weren’t prepared at all. Looking around the place, I couldn’t see Hermes or Brianna. Where the hell was that bastard and where has he t
CHAPTER 150 BRIANNA’S POV I grimaced bitterly, looking away in irritation. “Let me go! I’m going nowhere with you…” But it fell on deaf ears as he started dragging me along with him to the castle’s exit as though I was some children’s toy. His grip was so tight I feared I might fracture my wrist if I tried to break free. “You killed her…” I swallowed with difficulty, tears falling out my eyes as the brutal scenario of how he killed his sister came rushing to my mind. “She was worried about you…she was only trying to help yet you murdered her in cold blood. You’re selfish! You have no heart! You’re a monster ….!! How can you murder your sister like that?!! You’ll never win me over… As long as I live, I’ll continue to hate you…” Exhaling loudly in frustration, he stopped and turned to me, the anger and rage in his eyes hot enough to burn me to ashes. I stopped talking and froze in fear, my breath fluttering in my chest. “Maybe it’s time I gagged that little hole of yours
CHAPTER 149 SEBASTIAN’S POV “What?....what is it?” I asked in desperate curiosity, eager to know the contents of the letter that left him in such a devastated state. “It’s from Hermes’s sister, Hera,” he uttered, rebuffed as he momentarily looked at the me and letter. “What did she say?” My curiosity peaked as I took a step closer to him. He looked into the letter. “She says that Hermes kidnapped a pregnant slave named Brianna Campbell and…” “That’s her!” I pointed out almost hysterically, interrupting him. “She is the one. Do you believe me now? Or are you going to doubt this one too?” I cocked a furious brow, a clear indication I was angry with his nonchalant attitude towards this matter. Even though this letter would help prove to Dylan and the rest of the committee that I wasn’t lying, I couldn’t fathom how it came to be. Why would Hera write and send it, implicating her brother? Hera and I weren’t very much acquitted. But merely seeing her was enough to tell an
CHAPTER 148BRIANNA’S POVPanic began to trickle in. “What…what’s the problem?” I asked her, my voice fragile and shaking “It’s always left unlocked since no one knows about it…I don’t know who could have locked it!” She exclaimed in frustration.My heart started thumping against my chest, the little hope I had crushing to pieces. Hermes was only a few distance behind us. If we don’t find a way to make it out any moment from now, he’ll definitely catch up with us. And I was already tired, hungry, and thirsty. I have held it for long. I didn’t know how much longer I could endure.“Come on,” she said as she took my wrist. “We can still make out before Hermes…”However, her words knotted in her throat the moment Hermes walked into the room.His eyes were dark and devilish, and his features hardened to a lethal frown as he glared at us. Tightly curled around his fingers was a pocket knife. He looked like he was ready to draw blood.I swallowed a lump that hurt my throat and thudded down
CHAPTER 147BRIANNA’S POV“What…?” The shock of what I heard threw me off balance to the extent that reality seemed to shatter. Did she just mention I was sold off to Hermes by a woman? Not just any woman but the one close to me? Close enough to be a relative?“What woman are you talking of?” Desperation and suspense clutched me as I walked to her and grabbed her by the shoulders.From the way she kept glancing around, struggling to recall, it was clear her memory was hazy. “Uhmm…. It’s been a long time so…I can’t really remember. The little I could see was she had curly shoulder-length hair and wore a floral dress…She looked like those types of women who’ll go the extra mile to look beautiful…I’m sorry but that’s all I can remember. I wish I could do better…”She didn’t finish talking when I left her shoulders and suddenly walked away from her. Shock siphoned blood from my body. I was too way to dazed even think or blink. Those descriptions matched Aunt Gigi’s perfectly. She had cur
CHAPTER 146SEBASTIAN’S POVMy face scrunched out of shape in rage as I scowled at him. I felt like throwing him a punch that would knock him back to his senses. Just how the flying fuck did he think I was lying over something this serious? The lives of my twin babies and the love of my life were on the line here, yet he’s telling me to seek therapy?!With all rage tearing me apart on the inside, I wanted to say something to him. Something that’ll cut through his scepticism and make him understand the gravity of the situation. Something harsh that’ll make him understand just how angry I am. But Khan, who was also in the office with us, stepped in to intervene, sensing the escalating tension.“My boss is telling the truth,” he said, keeping a calm demeanour as he explained. “The castle was attacked, and all my colleagues and the maids were killed. Not to mention my boss’s slave was taken hostage. They were all gunshot wounds, and with the way the operation was carried out, we’re convi