110Alora's POV A small groan slid past my lips, but even that did nothing to stop the dull ache that spread through my head. My brain was on fire, and I felt like I was going to pass out anytime soon. I knew I couldn't though, it was a risk I wasn't willing to take, and that's what made it all the more worse. Beads of sweat trailed down the side of my face, but I wiped at it hastily with my handkerchief. My palms felt sweaty, and I didn't miss the moisture that raced down my back, before seeping into my clothes. My heart thundered in my chest, and no matter how many breathing exercises I did, nothing seemed to be working. Oh good Lord, please help me. If it wasn't already obvious by now, I was nervous. No, scratch that. I was a raging mess, just on the brink of going mad, and all it would take was just one thing. One small mishap and everything I'd worked for would come crashing to the ground.Hopefully, it wouldn't come to that. I stared at the double doors in front of me.
111Alora's POV I wasn't sure if I was to be scared or shocked. When Fredrick had told me to call on him when things got tough, I hadn't expected two things. I hadn't expected him to walk in immediately, like he was standing just outside the door, and I definitely didn't see him bringing Shadow along at all. He'd denied me access to see him ever since he winded up on our custody. He'd even made the dingy room where he had kept him off limits to me, which was really strange. I wasn't a fan of being paranoid, but his switch up had scared me, more than I would have loved to admit. In fact, it was so shocking, I found myself confiding in Laura. “I don't think it's that much of a big deal.” Her words echoed in my ear. When the words had slipped past her lips, I honestly thought the rest of her sentence was going to be more infuriating, until I calmed down and listened, that is. “Fredrick’s only doing what he thinks is right to protect you.”“Protect me?” I had mouthed. “I don't u
112Eliaz's POV I tapped my feet anxiously , but I knew I was just wasting time. If I didn't get the hell out of here and in that conference room as soon as possible, then it was going to be game over for me, finally. I ran a hand through my already tussled hair, fighting the urge to pull at its roots. With how much I'd been tugging at it, it was surprising how they weren't falling off already. “Can't you go any faster!?” I yelled out of the blue. Well, I wouldn't exactly say out of the blue since the recipient knew it was directed at him. From the rearview mirror, I watched the taxi driver let out an exasperated sigh before turning on to the next street. “Where the hell are you going now?”“I'm looking for a shortcut.” His voice was surprisingly calm, and I knew I should feel bad for yelling, but I didn't. He could go to hell for all I cared. “The traffic upfront is too much and I really don't see it clearing out anytime soon. You could spend up to two hours or more. An hour
113Eliaz's POV. I had no idea which was worse, the anger summering in my bones, or the humid air and lack of in this dingy dirt hole that had been passed as a prison. Prison. Yes, you heard that right. “Get me out of here!” I yelled at the top of my voice. My words echoed and bounced off the walls, and I would be lying if I said it wasn't infuriating. “Get me the fuck out of here!’ It was useless, deep down I knew all of my efforts were simply going down the drain. Red clouded my vision, and in a fit of rage, I kicked hard against the iron bars. I had no idea what I was thinking about, but I didn't realize that I was only doing myself harm and that hitting the bars would hurt. “Son of a bitch!” I cursed, before backing away and going deeper into the cell. Reluctantly, I settled against the wall, my butt coming in contract with something sticky that I'd rather not identify. Bile crept up my throat at the foot surrounding me, but there was nothing I could. Nothing except
114Alora's POV My fingers trembled, and I put my hands in each other just to stop them from being obvious. I didn't particularly have a problem with it, since I was super sure it would clear out almost immediately. My worry though, had everything to do with Fredrick. He'd been tense since this morning, even more than I was. Somehow, that tension seemed to have skyrocketed during all of the hulaballoo that went down in the conference room. I'd been an anxious mess, and so was Fredrick. I had no idea why, or perhaps I'd gotten kind of used to things going bad every couple of hours, so I just couldn't bring myself to calm down. Even with all of our evidence and Shadow’s confession, I still felt like it wasn't enough. Like there was a loophole that we were overlooking, and it would come at us faster than we would realize it. After Fredrick had gotten Eliaz, I still couldn't bring myself to calm down or even feel happy. It was over, Eliaz was locked in jail and would be tried over
115Alora's POV I was stunned, too stunned to speak or even breathe. I had no idea my lungs had stopped working, even though it was only temporarily, and had Shadow not pointed it out, perhaps I would have passed out, or worse died. Just the way Cynthia wanted. Shit.For the second time in the past hour, which was more times than I would like, my body trembled. Fear and panic clawed at my throat and I felt the world around me spinning and crashing into each other. It was a miracle how I was still standing and no one had noticed that I was on the verge of going crazy, or maybe they had and were simply dismissing it as me still being in shock. I was in shock alright, but not for the reason they thought. Death. Dead. Lifeless body lying cold in the dust. Not breathing. No longer alive and….“Alora?” Someone's voice was all it took to snap me out of it. I blinked, and I jerked a little bit. I wasn't expecting it, and I still didn't expect to see Shadow’s hands clamping around my
116Alora's POV I took the cab back home, but it did nothing to stop me from thinking about all that had gone down at Eliaz's mansion. I knew Cynthia was shrewd, but this was a bit too much, even for her. Did her hatred for me really run so deep that she got someone to kill me? Wasn't she satisfied with how things had played out? Not only did she get my husband, she took my entire life with her too. She took everything that belonged to her, and yet, she was still after my life. The Cynthia I knew was a violent human being. When I'd headed there earlier, I'd half expected her to put up a fight, but she didn't, and it made my stomach churn. Why?I knew storming there in the heat of the moment felt like right decision, but now that the confrontation had been done with, I felt slightly stupid, and like I'd just made theThe gates slid ope biggest mistake of my life. “Calm down, Alora.” I breathed. “You're just overthinking it.” I didn't stop muttering the words to myself till th
117Fredrick’s POV Things were messed up, and for the first time in a long while, I had no idea what I was going to do. I liked to think of myself as a resilient person, and not a lot of things could really faze me, but in the last couple of days, I've come to have my limits being pushed and my patience being tested, and I'd done well if you asked me. But just when I thought I'd crossed the biggest hurdle, the worst of it all happened. Cynthia struck. I let out a frustrated groan. Yesterday, I was ecstatic that things were finally falling into place and that Alora would finally be happy. Maybe if I had known that things were going to go sour the next day, I would have toned things down a little bit, or simply put, I would have found a way to Avert this disaster. Shit. I'd prided myself in never underestimating people, and it always worked, until last night. I'd underestimated someone, and the surprise she pulled was definitely shocking. Even in a million years, I would have
160Alora's POV I couldn't believe my ears, at all. I'd heard of moments when one would be so shocked, that one would be forced to think that time had somehow rolled to a halt. I'd experienced my fair share of that moment, but I never thought another occurrence could top the charts of the most shocking one. If anything, what had just happened now was something I wouldn't be forgetting in a long time, even if I died, or went into a coma. “You’re alone now, Alora.” his words echoed painfully in my ears. “Abandon Fredrick, sign over your shares to me, and we could go back to being a couple”. The words seemed to be on loop, and the more I tried to get his voice out of my head, the more they settled into my mind. As they did that, I struggled to find the motivation behind it all. Was he really that audacious for him to think that I was going to agree to his terms? Or perhaps he was delusional and was only playing a prank on me. I raised my gaze to meet his face. My eyes scanned the
159Alora's POV I was conscious, but for the life of me, I didn't even want to open my eyes. Call it embarrassment, or probably depression, I didn't care. All I knew was that I didn't want to feel like this, at all. I couldn't even remember the last time I felt this way. I'd been through hell and back, literally, from the contract being ripped from me the first time, to bring framed for something I had no idea about, to you g to jail, to dealing with Ethan and a whole lot of other troubles I didn't wabt to remember, I wasn't sure I felt the way I was feeling now, and i hated it. I let out a deep breath, before finally forcing my eyes open, and the all too familiar sight of my ceiling greeted me. I knew I should be happy, or at least feel a tiny bit of comfort, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't summon it. All that ran through my mind, were the events that led to this moment. It wasn't a lot, but it was still embarrassing. I'd passed out in the Inspector's office a
158Fredrick’s POV A small groan slid past my lips as I slowly peeled my eyes open. A dull throb spread through the back of my head, and all around me, but I didn't let it get to me. My body ached, and I felt like I was going to pass out again. My lungs burned, and even the side of my torso too. I had no idea why it hurt, but for the life of me, I couldn't even bring myself to check. More groans slid past my lips as I forced myself into a sitting position. My back came in contact with the wall behind me, and I regretted it immediately. Something slimy seeped into my clothes, and I jerked forward immediately. Even that wasn't a good choice, because the moment my hands came in contact with the floor, a burning sensation raced up my body. I scrambled to my feet, and my legs ached. I tried to walk to the other side of the room, but I just couldn't. With all the strength I could mutter, I found myself limping to a part of the tiny room I felt was clean enough. Once there, I pressed
157Alora's POV I paced around the room, my footsteps slapping loudly against the clear tiles. I hadn't expected the sound from beneath my shoes to be so loud, but in my defense, I also hadn't expected to end up here of all places too. What the hell was wrong with my life? Why was there always some evil plan lurking around in the background and waiting for the right time to rear it's ugly head? I pinched the bridge of my nose as I continued my pacing. While I did that, I didn't miss the angry glares that the other people in the room threw my way. Did I care? Not in the slightest. It was selfish of me, but if nothing was going well for me, then I honestly didn't mind ruining a couple of other people's day too. I shook my head slowly. For the past hour now, I struggled to comprehend what the hell had just happened. One minute, things were going relatively fine, if you excluded the missing funds, and the next, Fredrick was being arrested. Fucking arrested. My mind darted back t
156Alora's POV An additional week had passed since we started the real estate contract in earnest, and I knew I should be glad that things were beginning to shape up, but I just couldn't shake off the unease that lodged itself in my chest every now and then. It didn't always come when I was distracted, I only seemed to feel that way anytime I set my eyes on our two new employees, Marcus and Phineas. They'd been eagerly at work, making choices and decisions that were sometimes out of my reach, but there wasn't a lot I could say. I didn't agree with half of their thought process, but Fredrick was always ever ready to back them up. “This is the new innovation I was talking about.” He'd said. “let's just let them do their thing, I'm sure it'll come out great.” I had so many questions, but for the sake of global prace, I'd decided to shelf them, until today that is. I'd arrived at the office like any pretty normal day. Once in a while, Fredrick and I often did routine checks, to
155Alora's POV It'd been a week since we started the real estate contract in earnest, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't proud of myself. It was stressful and overwhelming, and in the past week, I could swear I'd lost count of how many times I wanted to give up. From the preparations, down to going to the site and managing the workers, everything was a lot. I'd cried to Fredrick more times than I wanted to, and at a point, i honestly deliberated giving it all up. “Do we really have to do this?” I'd said to Fredrick a couple of days back. “Is it really too late now?” “Yes.” Fredrick had let out admit a series of chuckles. “We can do this Alora. We fought so hard for this, from the very beginning too. We can't give up now. You're saying all of this because you're stressed. I'm sure once your vision starts coming to light, you'll forget all about it.” To further support his reassurance, Fredrick had taken me out to dinner. He insisted it wasn't a date, but just an avenue
154Alora's POV I wasn't one to look forward to office days, but I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn't excited this morning. I couldn't even hide it even if I wabted to. From the moment I woke up, I'd been in a beautiful mood, and nothing, absolutely nothing was going to change that. Apparently, my excitement had been passed to Fredrick as well, but he was doing a good job at keeping his in. After the interview slash live session a couple of days ago, it felt like our luck had turned around significantly. We had more partnership deals than we'd ever had since we got back and our stocks profit had skyrocketed more than expected. Fredrick and I had finalized the details for the real estate contract, and we officially supposed to start the project today. Fredrick had headed to the office earlier than me, just to make some final decisions before my arrival. I was so excited, that I literally completed my morning routine with twenty five minutes extra to spare. I tapped m
153Cynthia’s POV The sun was up, and shining, and I couldn't help but bask in it. I mean, who wouldn't, especially when I had a huge dick sitting on one of my fingers. I'd been wanting to get this ring for a while, but Eliaz never really came around to getting it for me. Now, I didn't have to wait around to be able to get what I wanted, I could easily get it for myself, and through Halo too. A wide grin made its way to my face at the mere thought of it. To the people at the counter and probably the other customers miling about the mall, they would probably think that I had gone psycho, but I knew better. I was psycho, but in a happy way. While the total cost of my goods was being calculated, I couldn't help but recall the events that led me to this moment. I saw my world crashing down the moment Eliaz thrust those DNA reports in my face. When Alora had said she was going to expose me, she really did mean it. I'd run her over just to stop her, but I guess I let a tiny detail
152Henry's POV A pungent smell hit my nose, and I fought the urge to throw up. I pressed my fingers against the bridge of my nose and my nostrils, but it did nothing to stop the stench from getting in. The stale stench had hit my nose the moment I got in here. One would think that with how posh the building looked from the outside, a small part of it would be bearable, but I guess I knew better now. I cursed underneath my breath as I walked to the other side of the shoebox of a room I'd been tossed into. Maybe the rancid smell wasn't coming from every part of the room. Perhaps I'd been unfortunate to walk to one of the walls where the stench was more prominent. But I was wrong, very wrong. Every part of this stupid room felt like it had been forsaken by both God and the devil. In fact, if someone were to walk up to me, just to tell me that this place used to be a dumping site for every sort of waste product you could think, then I wouldn't even bat an eyelid to doubt him. In