A smile plastered on my face as I stared at the pregnant beauty sleeping snugly close to my body like a cute little kitten. The soft rise and fall of her chest, the peaceful expression on her face—it’s moments like these that make all the chaos of life worth it. I never want to forget this feeling of pure contentment and love.I moved the hair away from her face, gently brushing my fingers against her cheek, wanting to savor every second of this precious moment before it inevitably passed. The warmth of her body against mine filled me with a sense of overwhelming gratitude and joy. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have someone like her in my life, but I never want to take it for granted. Cherishing these simple, beautiful moments is what truly makes life meaningful.A pout formed on her cute pink lips as she stirred slightly in her sleep, causing me to smile at her adorable expression. I want kisses that pout on her lips and hold her even closer, knowing that these moments of intimac
“You are all mine now.” I heard Hollis whisper in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me tightly. His possessiveness both scared and excited me, knowing that I was completely under his control. But never had I felt more alive and desired than in that moment, as if his declaration of ownership awakened a primal need within me to submit to him completely. Hollis is possessive, but never did I feel safer in anyone else’s arms. His possessiveness was a sign of his unwavering devotion and commitment to me, making me feel loved and protected in a way I had never experienced before.There was once a time I was scared to let myself be vulnerable, scared to let my walls down and my guard drop. But with Hollis, I found the courage to trust and open up in ways I never thought possible. His possessiveness, while intense, was a reflection of his deep love and dedication to me, reassuring me that I was truly valued and cared for in a way that I had always longed for.I would always feel safe and pr
“NO!” I screamed, mustering all the strength I had left to fight back against Ben’s violent attack. But the pain was overwhelming, making me lose consciousness as I desperately prayed for someone to come to my rescue.“Hailey…Hailey…Hailey,” a familiar voice called my name as I felt my shoulder shake. I struggled to open my eyes, the voice sounding distant yet familiar. Slowly regaining consciousness, I saw Hollis sitting beside me, his concerned eyes searching mine for any sign of recognition. “Calm down; you’re safe now,” he whispered softly, relief evident in his voice as he gently placed a hand on my shoulder.Tears rolled my eyes as I wrapped my hand tight around his, feeling grateful for his presence in my moment of need. “Thank you,” I managed to whisper, overwhelmed with emotion at the sight of a familiar face in my time of distress.“Shhh.. I am here now.” He whispered his warmth, enveloping me like a protective shield. I closed my eyes, allowing his comforting presence to so
“Hollis, you shouldn’t joke about something like this,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.“I’m not joking; I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” he reassured me, taking my hand in his.With tears of joy in my eyes, I asked, “Really... aren’t we going a little faster?” I felt a mix of fear and excitement.Hollis squeezed my hand gently. “When you know, you know,” he said with a warm smile. “And I know that I can’t imagine my life without you.” I felt my heart swell with emotion, knowing that I had found someone who truly cherished me.“Hollis...” I tried to speak, but words caught on my tongue. He leaned in and kissed me softly, silencing any doubts or fears that lingered in my mind.“Tomorrow I will legally sign the papers to make it official,” he whispered, his eyes filled with love and certainty. My heart raced with anticipation, knowing that our future together was sealed with that kiss.“And then we can start planning our wedding the way we’ve always dreamed of,” I
My eyes flutter as light shines through the window, waking me up from my deep sleep. A tiny weight settles on my chest, and I open my eyes to see my son Max smiling down at me, his big brown eyes filled with excitement.“Dada...” he chuckles, kissing my face. With his tiny tongue.“Yes, my love.” I brushed his hair out of his eyes, kissing him back before sitting up and wrapping him in a warm embrace. “Good morning, my little sunshine,” I say, feeling grateful for the precious moment shared with my son.“Moning,” he tried to say in his baby voice, making my heart swell with love.I slowly sat with Max sitting on my lap, turning my head to see two beautiful blue eyes looking up at me.“Daddy,” Summer said softly, her gaze filled with curiosity and wonder. My heart melted at the sight of my two children, each with their own unique charm and personality.I smiled, brushing her hair away from her face, feeling blessed to have such beautiful children. “Good morning, my loves,” I whispered,
****BEN****Rage burned in my veins like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path. I threw my fists against the wall, feeling the pain shoot up my arms as I struggled to contain the overwhelming emotion. The red haze clouded my vision, blurring everything except the overwhelming need to release this pent-up anger.She can’t get married to that bastard. She is mine, only mine; no one but I have the right to be with her. No one but I can make her happy.“Ahhhh...” I growled as I heard footsteps approaching, and two pairs of legs stopped before me. “What’s going on here?” a voice asked, breaking through the haze of anger that had consumed me. I turned to see the bloody bastard standing with his nasty smirk that I wanted to wipe off his face with my bare hands. “She’s mine,” I snarled, feeling the rage building up inside me. “And I won’t let anyone take her away from me.”“Oh Ben, I know she is yours; isn’t that why I am helping you claim her back?” The voice belonged to Justin Hollis
***Hailey*****I stared at the mirror in front of the mirror for a long time, trying to analyze my reflection and understand what was missing.“I don’t know what seems to be lacking,” I thought to myself, feeling a sense of unease as I continued to search for answers in my own reflection.Hollis gifted me this beautiful cream-colored dress with a halter neckline and intricate lace detailing that hugged my figure perfectly, making my baby bump look even more pronounced. The dress made me feel elegant and confident, but as I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was still not quite right.I tried to fix my makeup and adjust my hair, but the unease lingered. It wasn’t until I noticed the missing accessory that completed the outfit that I finally understood what was lacking.“Today is significant. I need to look my best,” I thought to myself as I applied soft pink lipstick and a touch of shimmering highlighter to complete my look. But I am yet to be s
***Hailey*****“Yes, I am coming,” Hollis said, his tone serious as he answered the call. My heart sank as I watched his expression change, confirming my worst fears: that our perfect ending was not meant to last.Hollis started the car with me sitting beside him. I watched as the courthouse loomed in the distance, a stark reminder of the impending doom that awaited us. The weight of uncertainty settled heavily on my shoulders as we approached our destination, knowing that whatever news awaited us inside would change our lives forever.Today we were about to get married when something happened that would alter our plans indefinitely. The knot in my stomach tightened as Hollis careened around a sharp curve, signaling our impending doom.I wanted to ask him so many questions; so many doubts flooded my mind, but I remained silent, bracing myself for the unknown. Where is driving us, whose call came out of the courthouse, and what news could be waiting for us that would alter our plans so
Hailey***The night sky stretched out above us like a blanket of stars, the villa bathed in golden light, as though the universe itself was celebrating this moment with us. It was a night of endings and beginnings—a night where we would seal our future with the promise of love, joy, and family.We all returned to the old house, the villa where we had shared so many memories. It was filled with a sense of nostalgia, yet excitement for what was to come, as if everything we’d fought for was now within our reach.I stood in front of the grand fireplace, the flames casting a warm, flickering glow across the room. The villa, with its rustic charm and luxurious touches, felt like home—not just a house, but the foundation of the life we were building together.Summer and Max were tucked into bed, their soft breaths filling the quiet house. The stillness was peaceful, broken only by the occasional hum of the night air and the distant call of crickets. The world outside was calm, but inside, my
Hailey***The evening air was cool yet soothing, wrapping the farmhouse in a stillness that only the countryside could offer. As the first stars began to sprinkle the deepening indigo sky, the farmhouse seemed to glow with a warmth that hadn’t been there before. It wasn’t just a hiding place anymore—it was a sanctuary, a space where love and healing had begun to take root.I stood at the edge of the garden, watching Hollis and Summer as they worked side by side. Their laughter blended with the soft rustle of leaves, a melody of simple joy. Little Max toddled after them, his chubby hands grasping at flowers with an earnestness that only a one-year-old could muster. My hand instinctively rested on the curve of my belly, a habit that had become second nature. The new life growing inside me was a quiet reminder of hope and resilience.The sight before me filled my heart with peace, fragile yet overwhelming. After everything we’d endured, it was hard to believe we were here—together. The w
Hailey***The farmhouse had always been both a haven and a cage—a place far removed from the chaos that had consumed our lives. It was where I could pretend, even for a moment, that the world beyond its weathered walls didn’t exist. The isolation was a strange kind of comfort, one that held both solace and loneliness. The days passed quietly, the rhythm of the countryside punctuated only by the laughter of my children or the occasional rustle of wind through the trees.Summer, who had always been shy and reserved, had shown a bright curiosity these past few days. The seven-year-old had taken to exploring the nearby fields, dragging her little brother Max behind her like a loyal shadow. At just over a year old, Max was the perfect mimic, his chubby hands reaching for flowers or clapping at birds that flitted overhead. Watching them filled my heart with a fragile kind of peace. Here, they were safe. Here, they were untouched by the dangers that lurked outside.That morning, I busied mys
Hollis***The world I had once known—the world that had held me captive for so long—had finally crumbled. It wasn't just what my grandfather had done to me. It was everything he had done to the people who couldn’t protect themselves. The families he destroyed in his pursuit of power, the lives he crushed beneath his heel. I had suffered, but the worst part was always what he did to them, to those who trusted him. Now, finally, the time had come to make him pay. Slowly, methodically, piece by piece, I would tear him apart. Years of planning and waiting had led to this moment, and I was ready to exact my revenge with a cold determination that matched his own cruelty. He would regret ever crossing me.But even now, sitting in his seat, there’s a moment of hesitation. A part of me wonders—what if this isn’t enough? What if revenge won’t fix what was broken? I’d spent months walking a tightrope, pretending, smiling, nodding, showing the world I was the weak, compliant heir he wanted me to
Hailey***A few months have passed. I can still feel the ache in my chest, like a constant companion. It’s become a part of me now, something I carry with every breath. The farmhouse is quiet. Too quiet. Every creak of the floorboards, every gust of wind that rattles the windows, feels like a reminder of what’s missing. Him.In this foreign country, with only the sprawling fields and endless sky for company, silence is suffocating. The outside world feels like it’s moving—always in motion—while I’m trapped in this stillness. I long for the noise, the chaos, the comfort of someone else’s voice. But here, with only my own thoughts echoing in the empty rooms, I’ve become too aware of every passing second.I walk into the kitchen, my bare feet silent against the cool floor, my movements automatic. Max is sitting on the floor with his blocks, his laughter a bright, shining contrast to the dark cloud hanging over me. His joy is innocent, pure—but it only deepens the hollow inside me. It rem
Hailey***I never imagined this would be how it ends—this final moment between us, the last time I hold her, touch her, feel her warmth. But here we are. Time has been slipping through my fingers like sand, and I can’t stop it. The reality of what I’m doing weighs on me. I know what it means for Hailey, for me, and for all of us. But this is the only way to protect her. To protect them.I watch her in the soft light, the way her eyes search mine as though trying to find an answer, some reassurance. But I don’t have one to give her. Not anymore. There’s nothing left except this moment, and I want to give it to her fully. To make it count.Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches for me, her touch tentative but longing. I step into her embrace, feeling the heat of her body against mine, and the moment she wraps her arms around me, pulling me close, I feel my heart crack a little more. I don’t want to let go either. Not now. Not ever.Her lips find mine, soft but urgent, as though they’
Hailey***A month has passed, but it feels like years. Hollis's wounds have finally healed, but the ache in my heart still remains. The memories of that day haunt me, replaying in my mind, a constant reminder of the pain and loss I endured. I fear that the scars will never fully fade, no matter how much time passes. But now there’s a new pain, different from the physical and emotional wounds I’ve known before. It’s the pain of separation, the feeling of being lost without someone who once meant everything to me. The emptiness inside grows deeper with each passing day, leaving me longing for a sense of wholeness that may never return.The house is so quiet now—too quiet. Without Summer’s laughter echoing through the halls or Max’s tiny giggles filling the air, it feels hollow. Every room reminds me of them. Every corner holds the weight of what’s been lost.I sit on the couch, cradling a photo frame in my trembling hands. The smiles staring back at me feel like a lifetime ago. A fragme
Hailey***The silence between us was suffocating, a heavy weight pressing down on my chest as I tried to steady my breath. My fingers gripped Hollis tightly, as though by holding him in my arms, I could shield him from the pain that clung to him like a shadow. His past, the betrayal of his father, the haunting loss of his mother—each memory swirled around us, invisible but all-encompassing. I could feel the rawness of it in his every breath, and it broke my heart to know how deep the wounds ran.For a moment, I closed my eyes, allowing the rhythmic thrum of his heartbeat to ground me. I let the sound wash over me, offering a moment of peace amid the storm that raged inside him. But as I exhaled, a harsh truth settled in my chest. He didn’t want history to repeat itself. He didn’t want to become like his father—the man who had been torn apart by forces beyond his control, the man who had lost everything in his desperate attempts to hold onto something that could never be his.It was a
Hailey***"If you want to see me alive again, you have to leave now," Hollis said firmly. "Or do you want to see my dead body lying in front of you?"The words hung in the air, suffocating, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. My heart raced, each beat louder than the last, my body trembling as I struggled to grasp what he was asking. I stared at him, searching his face for any sign of doubt, some indication that this was just another cruel game, another way to push me away. But there was nothing. His expression was cold, almost empty, and yet in his eyes, I could see the pain—the broken pieces of the man I once knew.I took a shaky breath, feeling as though the world were closing in on me. How could he ask me to leave him? How could he force me to leave him with the children?But deep down, I knew—he wasn’t asking; he was pleading. This wasn’t a choice anymore; it was a sacrifice, one I had to make to keep us all safe. The weight of it crushed me, but I knew there was no other wa