163 Alora's POV I had a fifty fifty stand when it came to miracles, but right now, a miracle didn't sound like a bad idea. In fact, I needed it now more than ever in my entire life.My heart hammered in my chest, as I sat rooted to my seat. Time seemed to slow to a halt, and for a moment, I found it hard to breathe. No matter how hard I tried to push out air from my nostrils, it just didn't work. In fact, the more I tried, the more I sounded like a suffocating animal. Please help me God. Neither Henry nor his minions had reacted since I spoke, and I honestly didn't know what i thought about it. I tried to think of a reason why they were yet to say anything. Was it shock? Or perhaps they hadn't even heard me and I was only panicking. That was also a possibility, right? The bar was rowdy, with the dim light bathing and giving the place little to no light. In fact, the entire interior was a sharp contrast to the bright lights that ruined the sky and the outside as a whole. Bass
Alora’s POV Today had already started on a bad note when I accidentally spilled a cup of hot coffee on myself. Honestly, I really thought that was going to be the worst of it until I pushed open the double doors that served as the entrance to my house. “What the….” The rest of the words died on my lips as I froze in my tracks. My mind raced in confusion as I stared at the scene in front of me with wide eyes.What the hell was going on? And as if to answer my question, ”Bang!” a loud noise reverberated from the corner of the living room. I shook in fear, my heart jumping to my throat as the sound took me off guard. I flinched a bit, before turning to the direction from which the sound had come to check what was happening. Perhaps, if I had known what was waiting for me, I wouldn't have even turned. A gasp escaped my lips as my gaze fell on a tall muscular man walking out of one of the rooms holding one of my many plaques. He raised it high and before I could even stop hi
Alora's POV I think I must have passed out and regained consciousness all at once within the past few minutes. Because no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to move, or comprehend everything that was happening. Eliaz claims he never loved me and my stepsister Cynthia was pregnant and carrying his child. When did it all come to this? Where had I been when all of this was happening? My stomach churned and I held myself from crumbling to the floor. Honestly, this time, I wasn't even scared of falling and hurting myself. If I was to be asked on a deeper level, I would say I very much preferred that level of pain, because nothing could compare to what I'd just heard. I pulled my gaze back to the duo, hoping that somewhere in between my self-struggle, things would have gone back to normal. I was mourning my father, perhaps this was one of the many unnoticed symptoms of grief. I just had to be at the highest level to be passing through all of this right? A sma
Alora's POV The entire room settled into another round of silence. Unlike the previous time, I actually seemed to have the upper hand here, and I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about it. For the first couple of minutes, I was led to think that, somehow, the world had actually frozen over. Eliaz and Cynthia stood rooted to their spots, none of them moving. I stared at Eliaz and the only thing his handsome face betrayed was an unhealthy amount of shock. His eyebrows were knit together and his lips parted in a semi-circle, yet no words slid past. Cynthia on the other hand, had her eyes trained on me, or more specifically, my belly. Whether she was just so shocked she had to confirm I was telling the truth, or she thought I was trying to pull her legs and she was trying to find some kind of loophole that would contradict my story, I wasn't exactly sure. If there was one thing I could bet my life on though, she hadn't seen the news coming. At all. “What?” Eliaz finally mustered up t
Alora's POV A small groan slid past my lips as I stirred awake. I had my eyes pressed close, but it did nothing to numb the pain that spread through my body. My groans intensified as the pain shot up my spine, before traveling to every other part of my body. As gently as I could, I turned to my side, but it did nothing to help. If anything, if worsened the pain by a ten time margin. My insides twisted and burned, and for a moment, I briefly wondered why I had regained consciousness. I was better off dead than feeling the way I felt. Nothing could compare to this, I was sure. I had barely come to that conclusion when a thought popped up in my mind. The mere thought of it was gruesome to the extent that I had goosebumps just thinking about it. “What did you think?” The words echoed loudly in my head. “Juice, you should take some more juice.”’No. I shook my head. I didn't want to believe that all of that had happened. There was just no way……“Ma'am.” Someone's hand pressed aga
005 Alora's POV The drive home was silent. Even inside the car, all that could be heard was the soft whir of the engine revving and signaling that everything was in good condition. Well, everything except my mind that is. My mind was a mess, and a million and one thoughts ran past, all at once. Sometimes, I used to wonder how human beings developed mental issues and went crazy right off the bat or when you least expected it. Now, I understood it clearly, and if I didn't get a hold of myself as soon as possible, I could be very well on my way to craze town. I sighed, but it did nothing to calm my nerves. My thoughts were all over the place, and no matter how many breathing exercises I tried and how hard I tried to push away the many thoughts roaming my mind, they came back. Every single time. I didn't mean to remember the events that led up to this moment, but the second I pressed my eyes shut, they came rushing at me. I knew the world was cruel, and most times bad things
006Fredrick's POV I had messed up, and all the confirmation I needed was right in front of me. If the anger in Alora's eyes could easily be translated into anything, it meant I was in trouble. When I had driven back to the city, I already had a plan, and believe me when I said Alora was no part of it. All I wanted to do was go in for my monthly checkup before heading out and putting things in order for the next step. If I had known that the footsteps and mumblings I'd heard from the rooftop belonged to Alora, then the tendency to have walked away would have been higher. “Fredrick.” She snapped, pulling me back to the present. Her eyes were still trained on me, and it wasn't a pleasant experience. “I believe I asked you a question.”There was more anger than hurt in her voice and I understood perfectly well. Just when things were going on well between us, I disappeared. “Alora, I….” She cut me off immediately. “The truth. Now.”“Fine.” I huffed. I ran my hand through my hair a
Five Years Later Alora's POV If there was anything I'd missed from my time away from New York, it just had to be the dazzling lights that lit up the streets at night. With the strips of red, blue and green neon lights flashing around, you could easily start a dance floor right in the middle of the street. All you needed to compliment it was some music. “Are you okay, Alora?” Someone's voice by my side was all it took to pull me out of my thoughts. I turned to my side, just to see a familiar face staring at me, a small smile on his face. “You look deep in thought.”“I'm fine, Fredrick.” I nodded once. “I was only reminiscing.” While the nostalgia that came with being back in town again were nothing short of bitter sweet, I knew there was some part of this town that had the power to turn my mood from a huvdred to zero in a matter of seconds. Not memories exactly, but more specifically; people. “The good old days?” Fredrick chipped in. “Darling.” I purred. “The best is
163 Alora's POV I had a fifty fifty stand when it came to miracles, but right now, a miracle didn't sound like a bad idea. In fact, I needed it now more than ever in my entire life.My heart hammered in my chest, as I sat rooted to my seat. Time seemed to slow to a halt, and for a moment, I found it hard to breathe. No matter how hard I tried to push out air from my nostrils, it just didn't work. In fact, the more I tried, the more I sounded like a suffocating animal. Please help me God. Neither Henry nor his minions had reacted since I spoke, and I honestly didn't know what i thought about it. I tried to think of a reason why they were yet to say anything. Was it shock? Or perhaps they hadn't even heard me and I was only panicking. That was also a possibility, right? The bar was rowdy, with the dim light bathing and giving the place little to no light. In fact, the entire interior was a sharp contrast to the bright lights that ruined the sky and the outside as a whole. Bass
162Alora's POV Life had a funny but effective way of forcing one to be humble. With everything I'd been through in this city, I honestly thought things couldn't get worse, but I guess it was my fault in the end. I should have trained myself to always expect the worst, because it always happened, it was only a matter of time, and this time, fate had reared it's ugly head again. But only, it picked the wrong time to show it's face. A tired sigh slid past my lips as I stared ahead. I'd been in this spot for over an hour now, and I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn't tired. My bones ached and I felt restless, but for some strange reason, it had nothing to do with the what I was about to do. Instead, it had everything to do with what would happened if I failed. I gulped, and my mind took that as an Invitation to recall what had happened in the last couple of days. If there was a word that could be used to describe my mood all through, then it definitely had to be shock. Sh
161Alora's POV I didn't know how I was going to do it, but I just knew I had to. Those were the words I chanted to myself as I walked into the office a couple of days later. Yesterday had made it aa week since Fredrick was arrested, a week since I'd last seen my husband, and completely seven days without being granted to see him . I'd tried my level best to go around it,o searched high and low for a loop hole that would grant me at least five minutes with him, but no matter how hard I tried, it seemrd kike luck wasn't on my side at all. Luck and the police station too. On the fifth day, I easily discovered something, the police station was being uncharacteristically stubborn and adamant, and the only thing or reason that could give them that sort of audacity, was one simple fact.They were being backed up by an even powerful force and forced to do their binding. I wouldn't even be surprised that the Saudi powerful force, was nothing less than a human being, an influential one
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