ALENA"What are you doing, woman?" Liam asked as I opened Sophie's closet."What does it look like I'm doing? Collecting stones?" I replied, purely annoyed.Right after saying that, I felt Liam pull me by my hair. He was so rough that I feared he'd pull out my hair. It had been weeks since my last migraine. This one was going to be painful."You want to play smart with me, huh?""Let go of me! It hurts," I whimpered."Then learn to control your tongue. I'm actually doing you a favor here. You take instructions from me, not the other way around.""I thought we agreed on me calling the shots," I said, struggling out of his grip. He gripped me even tighter. Why was this happening to me?"Change of plans. I'm the boss here. Do whatever you were doing real quick. I have an amazing morning to spend with a billionaire's wife," he boasted, clearly trying to get to me. I scoffed, and he pushed me forward. I hit the closet with my forehead. That hurt.I quickly composed myself and opened the cl
ALENAThe gunshot came from Sophie's bedroom. Whatever happened in there must have been serious. I hoped it was Liam who got shot, but once again, luck was not on my side.Liam was right behind me just after I heard the gunshot, with a gun in his hand. He held my hand and walked out really quick. My knee throbbed in pain. I couldn't take it."Slow down. I can't walk!" I cried. Liam turned around and slapped me hard with the back of his hand. I crumbled into a disheveled heap on the floor."I am not your daddy or your husband, okay? This is not a palace. Do not demand luxury. Get up and follow me!" he screamed. He pointed the gun at me, and I nodded in a state of pure fright.I stumbled up, and he held my hand again. I was scared of guns. They made me tremble in fear. I didn't want to die just yet. I still had to spend my seven and a half months with my husband. I still had to enjoy his kisses and maybe achieve one of my goals, which involved him loving me as his wife, not as a random
DYLANI was fast asleep when I heard the door bang open. Like, seriously, who could that be? Well, my night wasn't exactly comfortable, so I didn't mind that much, although that was totally insane.Gwen must have been awakened as well, as we both sat up in confusion, looking at the door. It was Axel and Ezra.They both looked like they came straight from their blankets, but something they were eager to tell me was much greater than that. I wondered what was happening.Axel looked at Gwen, then back at me. His face looked puzzled, and he looked like he was searching for answers. I never wanted him to find out in this way, but it was about time anyway. They should have known from the start anyway."What's going on here? Why are you both in bed together?" Axel asked, looking at me with eyes reflecting pain."Axel...""Can we talk about this later? Something much more insane happened. How come you are still sleeping anyway? Get up," Ezra said, removing the blankets."What happened?" Gwen
DYLANA week later, my life wasn't the same again. There wasn't even a sign of her. We tried everything, but all our efforts were in vain. Liam was a step ahead of us. We didn't care. We had to find her.I wondered what she was going through. I wondered if he was abusing her. They were bringing up the idea of murder. It couldn't be. She couldn't just leave like that.I sat in bed, stress taking its toll on me. Sleepless nights became a daily routine. I lost any appetite I had for food. I stopped going to work. I couldn't think straight. My blood pressure shot up, and I felt like I was going to die.All I had were memories. The pain I gave her. The day we became friends. Our first kiss. Our other kisses. Our honeymoon. Every single moment we shared. She was too young to go. I needed her.It's true what they say. You don't know what you have until you lose it.I heard a knock at the door. I remained silent. I clearly asked not to be disturbed. I needed to be alone. A few minutes later,
DYLANI woke up on yet another day without her. Fridays were always my favorites, but this Friday and the previous one were hell for me. This particular Friday marked eight days without Alena.As I showered, I remembered our last moments together. I remembered telling her I'd be able to live without her for an entire lifetime. That was one of the biggest lies I had ever told.I missed her, and it was driving me insane. I wondered what she was going through. I wondered if she was eating any food and if she had someone to take care of her.I had to find her. The previous day, I visited the detective in charge, and there wasn't really any helpful information. Liam really covered his tracks pretty well.One thing was for sure: He was going to suffer for all the pain he put us all through. He was going to pay for touching Alena, my wife.Sophie was finally up and fit to talk. She first had to go through guidance and counseling sessions and a lot of stuff for her mental and physical health.
DYLANThen I went back upstairs to my bedroom. I took my favorite and personal photo album, and then I added our photos together. I'd get them framed soon.I opened the drawer to return the photo album, and I returned it. A small red box caught my attention. I took it and opened it. They were our wedding rings. I brushed my thumb against them. I recalled the day Alena took off hers. I never really wore mine.Maybe it was time to honor her. I needed something to remind me of her every time. I slipped off the ring Gwen gave me and wore my wedding ring. It still fits perfectly well. It was different from the one I usually wear, but it was beautiful.I returned the box and closed the drawer, then left the house. Outside, I met Harry in his casual clothes. He looked better than the last time I saw him. I didn't even have the power to be angry at him."Why are you in your casuals?" I asked him."I came with my resignation letter. What happened was my fault. I..""You can take the weekend of
DYLANLate in the afternoon that same Friday, I sat on the couch in the main lounge, my head hanging low. I was helpless.I tried all my connections and everything, but there was still no lead or even a clue. Liam hadn't been seen ever since, and he didn't have any family to ask about his whereabouts.One thing that added to my worry was his background. He had a criminal record of transporting illegal drugs and domestic violence in his past relationships. He had also been charged with rape in two different encounters.I tried asking around the people who knew him, but it seemed he trusted no one to the extent of sharing such issues. Some of his friends suggested that if ever he had any plans of bringing her back, he'd have already done so.If it was money he wanted, then he was supposed to have already made contact, but there was nothing at all. Not even a threat or anything.Searches were carried out around the entire neighborhood for possible hideouts. They were all fruitless.The l
DYLAN"So what are you gonna do? Expose me?""Initially, that was my plan, but I changed my mind. I'm going to respect your privacy this time around. It's the least I can do for the man who supplied me and lavished me with luxuries," she said, filing her nails. She never changed. She was always full of surprises."How much will that cost me?""We'll talk about that later. I'm out of rehab.""I can tell. You look better and sound more human. No offense.""Offense taken. So have I been an animal all along?" she said, batting her eyelashes."Not exactly, but close to that.""Can we have real talk like normal people, not ex-lovers who have a bitter past?" She suggested putting her nail filer in her purse."Sure. As long as it has nothing to do with my wife. I don't want to talk about it. It's sensitive.""If you like calling her your wife so much, then why don't you love her? Wherever she is right now, you must be the only one on her mind. She probably misses you a lot," she said, looking
ALENA’S EPILOGUE Our black SUV pulled up in Mom's driveway a little late in the afternoon and we all got out of the car. Amelia was snuggled in her daddy's arms, a place I knew was one of her favourites in the whole world and the way he paid enough attention to her and kept her smiling just made their bond stronger.Aidan and Iris were on either of my sides each holding each of my hands tightly as we walked up the driveway to the main entrance. We had all been looking forward to this family gathering for some time now. Spending time together, catching up on each other's lives and just being there for each other was something we all enjoyed. We were a family and meeting up together like this was always a pleasure."Thank you so much, Mommy, for buying me these pretty sparkly shoes and sparkly dress," Iris squealed excitedly, jumping up and down on her feet as we walked, staring admirably at her new outfit. "I feel like a princess," she added, giving me a brilliant smile that revealed
FIVE YEARS LATERDYLAN’S EPILOGUEThey say that you will never truly understand something until it happens to you.I honestly never paid much attention to this saying until realistic things happening in my own life started weighing much on it and opening my eyes to how everything I was once told about this big mystery called life started unfolding before my own eyes and manifesting in my life.Many a time, Dad would tell me about how marriage and fatherhood changed his life greatly for the better and it barely made any meaningful sense to me, but right now in this very moment, bonding with my baby and showering her with unconditional love made it all make perfect sense.There was something inexplicably intoxicating about seeing our precious bundle of joy happy with a radiant smile on her face. That smile had to be the prettiest thing I had ever seen, for it extended deep into my soul and filled me with joy. I couldn't resist smiling back at her with an even brighter smile, placing the
ALENADylan twirled me around, dipping me as he leaned forward closer to me. Staring at the masterpiece of a husband before me, my breathing became shallow and my heart felt heavy in my chest.Dylan pulled me back up into his arms and I rested my head on his chest and let him sway my body as the chorus rolled in. The song twirled like thread around us, the rhythm of our bodies simply passionate and majestic. I was deep in love."Alena, you're the inspiration for this precious song, and I just wanna see your face light up since you put me on. So now I say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone. And I can't wait to get you home, just to let you know, you are...""The love of my life," we whispered together in unison as I joined him in saying some of the lyrics along to the song playing.I was crying. He was way too sweet. I never imagined he'd be able to love me this much and take our relationship to a whole new level.Couples eventually started joining us on the dancefloor. I looked
ALENADylan pulled me towards him gently but firmly by my waist and he placed his lips firmly on mine, cupping my cheek with his hand.His lips were soft, almost silken against my own. Our lips fitted perfectly as if they were meant for each other. Moving against each other, feeling each other.Warmth blossomed in my chest, sparks igniting. This was beautiful and magical, a dream come true. When we pulled away from each other, the crowd was cheering loudly for us, clapping and everything.We both chuckled, holding hands tightly. We turned and faced everyone. Their cheers grew even louder and more enthusiastic.I could see Mom sitting in front with Benjamin, Steve and Celeste. Ezra was in front on the other side with Axel, Sophie and Elizabeth. Everyone else followed behind them. They all looked happy for us.Dylan and I stepped down from the wedding altar and we proceeded down the aisle. Everyone rose and started throwing confetti at us as we walked out. It was perfect.I looked up at
ALENA"Of course, I will. When can we start making the preparations?"Dylan laughed, pinching my nose. "Silly, I mean today. Everything is already set. You just have to get ready and walk down the aisle.""You're kidding right?""I'm dead serious, honey. Everything's the way you wanted it and mostly your choice. I know this isn't our first wedding, but I want us to consider this our actual wedding because the previous wasn't even one. This time around, I'm marrying you willingly with pride."I laughed, failing to believe this. "How? I can't believe this.""Believe it, baby. We're getting married and this time around the proper way. I've been so excited to finally take you as my wife the proper way and give you the joy you deserve. I want to marry you, Alena.""Dylan, how did you even think of this? Just how?" I asked him, blinking away my tears.He wiped away my tears with his hands. "Because I want to see you happy and make your dreams come true. It's called love, honey. You've drown
ALENADylan opened the door of his car on my side and I stepped out, taking his hand which he had extended politely towards me to help me out. I murmured a polite thank you with a smile on my face as he helped out and closed the door once I was standing next to him.We linked arms and he gave me a small peck on my forehead before we started walking down the pathway that led to the dock of a beautiful lake.There were bright heart shaped lanterns hanging on tree branches and rose petals artistically scattered on the pathway we were walking on. Star shaped twinkle lights were wound around branches and lining the pathway. It was breathtakingly beautiful.It was a beautiful sunset and it felt extraordinarily magical with the water in the lake glimmering beneath the beautiful sky, looking calm and inviting.I had no idea if it was the beautiful weather and scene that added the special magical effect or if it was the exceptional man right next to me, holding me like his entire life depended
DYLANI loved it when she played dirty. I loved seeing that side of her that only I knew. I loved this state where she was raw, untamed and fierce sexy."Naughty girl," I chuckled, smacking her butt firmly. She winced, her lips cracking into a wider smile."If I am naughty, what are you?" she purred, pressing her body firmly into mine. She bit her bottom lip tenderly, looking at me with lust filled eyes."Your sexy husband who loves bringing the naughtiness out of you." I smacked Alena's butt one more time, pressing her body into mine at the same time."Ah," she moaned, throwing her head back. She loved it.I took my spoon and scooped some ice cream onto it. I trailed the spoon from her earlobe down to her throat. She shivered, looking at my hand. "Cold," she breathed."I'll set you on fire," I promised and with those words, I smashed my lips onto her neck, earning a loud moan from her.I held her firmly close to me by her butt as I attacked her neck with deep kisses, soft nibbles and
DYLANShe took her wine glass from me and looked up at me, taking a step closer. "Careful what you wish for, Princess. I want to, I can and I will eat you," I said, closing the small gap between us."Is that a promise?" she asked me, running her finger slowly down my torso. I had been working out a lot to get back in shape. All my hard work hadn't gone to waste."It is," I affirmed, brushing my lips against her smooth skin. "And you know I never break my promises."Alena stood on her toes and she pecked my lips. She held both of our glasses, looking deep into my eyes with her bottom lip between her white teeth. I poured the wine and took my glass from her."What are we toasting to?" she asked me."To us. To our lives, love, freedom and everything we ever wanted that we can proudly say we achieved.""Cheers to that," she said, raising her glass."Cheers." We clicked our glasses and washed down the red wine together in one go. We had a second round and we drank the wine in the same mann
DYLAN"No," she mumbled quietly. She was crying."Show me your face. I want to look at you," I spoke softly."Do I have to?" she replied quietly. She sounded cute and in my head, I could see a cute pout on her lips as she said so. That made me smile."Yes. You have to," I murmured, kissing her temples. Alena slowly pulled away from me and she sat up, facing me. She had tears in her eyes and a few had fallen down her cheeks. I wiped them away using my thumbs."And why is my beautiful princess crying when we're supposed to be celebrating?" I asked her, taking both of her warm hands into mine. I planted sweet kisses on both of them and looked up at her. "I don't know," she mumbled, looking at our hands. "Tears of relief if there's anything of that sort I guess.""You don't have to hide your feelings from me, you know. It's okay to cry if you feel like it. We all express joy and relief in different ways.""Does that mean I can bawl my eyes out and you'll still be okay with it?""Hmmm...