SCARLETT. I had never seen Finn look this distraught. No matter how he tried to hide his emotions, it was obvious in the way he looked. His fingers had tightened around the wheels of the car as he zipped past the sign that gave the instructions for the average driving speed. I was seated right beside him in the car, watching as he kept hitting the accelerator. "Finn," I called out softly. "Please, drive slowly, okay?" "How can I? My sister has collapsed already and I can't be there to know how she's doing." He gritted under his breath. I placed a hand on his thigh and rubbed it softly. "Trust me when I tell you that she's going to be fine. You look really worried and I hate to see you this way," "It's not something I can control, okay? Raya had all it took to become one of the best athletes. Hell, she was competing on national levels and was almost getting to the Olympic level when this bullshit happened! I wish there was a way to end all this. That's her life
FINN.I appreciated Scarlett trying to be here for me at least but I didn't feel so comfortable.I mean, she was already paying me several times more than I should be earning, and yet, she still insisted on coming here with me. Now, that wasn't something I was comfortable with.I also knew my mother had several questions to ask me but right now, Raya was important. She was awake.When she saw us both looking over her, she frowned. Mother took off the mask from her nose and stroked her really short hair."My sweetheart." My Mum breathed, trying hard not to cry.Raya looked at me in confusion. "What's wrong? Why is she being all mushy? Did she hit her head somewhere or something?"
SCARLETT. Seeing two beautiful women fanning over me made me feel really overwhelmed. Raya got to me. She was exceptionally strong, cracking jokes about her condition, and now she was starting to see death as a necessary evil. Her mother wasn't pleased. Though she tried to mask whatever she was feeling with a smile, I saw the look on her mother's face. She had introduced herself to me as Eliana. I chose to still address her as Mrs. Davis. There was something about her that commanded respect. After learning that she had lost her husband to cancer too, I had to give her credit for being the strongest woman alive. It wasn't easy to cope with losing a loved one to cancer. Finn was stronger than I thought. He stood there, trying to make sure he protected them both. He reassured his mother whenever her eyes watered and laughed at Raya's weird jokes even if he didn't like them. I spent a bit of time with her before Finn said it was time for us to leave. Eliana
SCARLETT.Waking up with a jolt, I realized I had fallen asleep on the couch. I sat up to see the credits of the show I had been watching about thirty minutes ago rolling out.I checked the clock to see the time. Ten.Three hours late. Pushing myself off the couch, I stretched before walking out of the TV room.Finn isn't back yet, is he?Before searching around the house, I decided to go outside first. Maybe I'll find him there. Or the car. Anything.On getting outside the door, I realized that the car was right there. Parked.At first, I felt angry. Mad that he didn't even look for me. When did he even return?&nb
SCARLETT.The next morning wasn't a work day. Of course, it was a Tuesday and the worst Tuesday of my life. I decided to tag it Terribly Tuesday. The Tuesday of my engagement party with Kelvin.I was awake as early as five this morning, lying on Finn's arm and staring up at the dimly lit ceiling. He was still sleeping peacefully beside me and I didn't want to wake him up.I also hadn't told him that my engagement party was today. What was there to tell? I wasn't even excited about it. Today was a day I dreaded so much.I didn't want to leave his side. In fact, I wanted to remain here in his arms till it was night, ignoring calls and text messages from my “concerned” parents. I wanted them to search around for me. I wanted them to feel disappointed in me for the last time before I di
SCARLETT.We spent most of the day together. Watching movies and dissecting trending topics on the internet. He showed me a few of the pictures he had taken before and after we met and I also showed him mine. It felt really good to be with him, spending time and talking about everything and nothing.This strengthened a bond we were going to sever someday. It was going to hurt terribly, but what option did I have? I wanted to enjoy the moment and that was what we did.It felt like we both knew what was waiting for me tonight. We tried as much as possible to avoid the topic of my engagement party. In fact, it didn't cross my mind till my phone rang on the counter of the bar.Finn stood to his feet. "I'll go get it."I didn't need to be told. It was my
FINN.Scarlett was dressed in a beautiful black dress. One that hugged all of her curves. She had light makeup on and matte black lipstick that made her look gorgeously mysterious. That drove me crazy.It was a simple dress but nothing looked simple on Scarlett. She was the epitome of elegance, walking with so much grace.She stood before me and turned and when she was facing me again, she bit the side of her lip, causing a groan to escape my throat."Aren't you the most beautiful thing I have ever seen this evening?"She smiled. I am happy that she is smiling. I am happy that she isn't looking all sad."Why do you have a striking resemblance to Batwoman?"
SCARLETT.Firstly, I didn't miss the looks I got for wearing a black dress and black makeup. I knew they were going to talk, but did I care? No.I have always hated the crowd my parents pulled. Arrogant, prideful business tycoons, lawyers, entertainers, and even athletes. Toxic. All of them.I managed to be on a few dates with some of them, courtesy of the stupid blind dates my mother planned because she believed she knew what was best for me.Looking at it now, I think she did. I mean, I would have been dating a narcissistic footballer who thinks he's better than me or an actor who is so obsessed, he never lets me have my freedom. Or maybe an aristocrat? Having to live with the fear that I might be attacked or killed one day. Lawyers. Prideful lots. Especially the ones at the
THIRD PERSON’S POV "You know, it would do no damage if you told me where you were going that night," Scarlett asked as she leaned back on the lounge close to the pool area, hands on her belly, watching as Finn flipped steak on the grill. It had been three months now and that question had gone unanswered. No excuse for the lie Finn told could exonerate him. He turned towards her and sighed. "If you worry less about that night and more about the babies we are to have in less than six months, it'd be a good thing." She sat up. "Really? My husband sneaking out of the house late at night when he's supposed to fuck me the next morning doesn't deserve an answer?" Finn blew out a heavy breath and flipped the steak again before he turned to look at her, both hands on his hip. He looked really funny in the apron he was wearing. "I am starting to believe that the only reason you keep asking me this question is because I should have been fucking you instead of sneaking out of
SCARLETT. Worst day of my life. I didn't want to think of how things had gone this morning; how I had cried several times and ruined my makeup. How I had yelled at everyone, not minding if they were just there to do their jobs. None of the bridesmaids were my friends. I had told my friends I didn't want them to be bridesmaids when I was getting married to a man I hated the most. Wasn't it weird to be married to another man while going through a heartbreak from another to whom you had confessed your feelings to and he had done the same? Things were only going to get shittier from here and my parents were to blame. I hadn't spoken to either of them and as my father curled his arm for me to slip mine through, I cursed the day I was born into this family. I should have been poor and less privileged. Maybe Finn and I would have gotten married. I wondered what he was doing now. Happy with his family, on his way to falling in love with another woman who wasn't as problematic as
FINN. I'd gotten to the verge of telling her that I was her groom. It had taken a lot of restraint for me to actually walk away. As I drove towards the warehouse, I stared at the bag she had returned to me and sighed. I hated to put her in this position but that was it. After dealing with Kelvin tomorrow, I was to see the designer in charge of my wedding tux to get it fitted. It was going to be a long day for me tomorrow. As soon as I got to the warehouse, one of the guards standing by the entrance of the warehouse hurried towards me and bowed. "Boss, they are all waiting inside for you." Was I ever going to get used to being addressed as boss and treated like one? Because why did it feel a little weird that this man was treating me like a god? My father must have really had a huge impact on them for them to show me this much respect, age regardless. The warehouse was filled with people. Some worked on cars, and some sat around tables with drinks in front of them,
SCARLETT. All day, I waited for Finn to return with mixed feelings. What if something went wrong again? Wasn't he going to see Raya? He was supposed to be back in about three hours. But it was seven hours already and quite late. I had tried distracting myself with movies but then, my father had sent a text, telling me that my wedding dress was ready and would be delivered on my wedding day because he didn't want me ruining it. What the hell was going on? When I sent him a text, informing him that I was no longer getting married and that I didn't care if he was going to take all that I had, I didn't get a response. Calling him was futile because he didn't even pick up my call. I had to call my mother, who informed me that everything happening right now was out of her control. I had been infuriated by her words but that was it, I guess. I had spent the rest of the day fuming and waiting for Finn to return so I could narrate my ordeal to him. I was in the
FINN. For someone who I had believed was so powerful and controlling and could do anything he liked, Scarlett's father could really be humbled. After he had asked me to wait, he had led me to his study, his demeanor changing from one of scorn to the utmost respect. It was really amusing to see him humbled. We spoke for minutes and he decided that we had to work together. I hadn't made it easy for him anyway. I kept throwing jabs of how much of a terrible father he had been to Scarlett. "Finn, I know all of these," He had said at one point. "But I had to do certain things because she was my only child. If I hadn't been hard on her, she wouldn't be where she is today." "By that, you mean being aware that she was molested when she was a teenager and you did nothing about it? Going ahead to get her married to the same man who molested her when she was young. That's how you thought you were training her?" I asked, my voice laced with disgust. "You really did a bad job
FINN. I watched as she slept in my arms. We had talked after our kiss and she'd told me how she'd been at the therapist's twice this week and was getting better. I was so proud of her. She could actually do without me having to be there. She was becoming a better version of herself and I was extremely glad that I was there to witness it. I was never going to let her leave my side. She belonged to me now and it felt refreshing to know that this woman loved me as much as I did and had, in fact, loved me for a long time. Things were starting to fall into place. Meeting her was a miracle. I had to admit that to myself. Ignoring the ups and downs, she was really a blessing to me. Somehow, she has made me a better version of myself to her and my family. With her, I'd been able to afford a whole lot and I found out the truth about my father's life and how he was killed. I couldn't tell her. This was top secret but there was someone else I could tell. Someone who knew
SCARLETT. I had been pacing about the living room when I caught a glimpse of a black, matte Maserati stopping in front of my house. I had paused, wondering who it was, and when a familiar figure came out of the car, dressed impeccably and looking like he hadn't gone through a series of tortures from the man I hated most in the world, my heart flew. The glass of brandy I had been holding slipped into my hand and crashed to the floor as I burst into a fit of tears while still running toward him. Just as I opened the door, he was there, standing before me with a smile and I just knew, I just knew I had to tell him everything. I just knew he meant a lot to me. We were seated on one of the couches and I couldn't just take my hands off him. I touched his face, searched his hands for any form of bruises, and even had to pull his chest up. I covered a hand over my mouth and more tears slipped down my cheeks when I saw the red marks, he had gotten from being constantly electro
FINN."Your father, Fernandez Edwardo, was the Lord of the Dark Knight Mafia," Jason began. "He was the founder of this great foundation. He picked us all up when we needed to be helped. We were wanted for crimes we didn't commit and he stood by us till it was all resolved. We were recruited by him and that was when he created this group. After years of working hard, and putting in sweat and blood, we became one of the most influential Mafia groups in Italy. He finally decided that we extended to other parts of the world and America was one of them."This had to be some sort of movie set I was about to act in, right? This was the script being read out to me? The summary? But I listened."Things went well here and then, when it was time for us to return to base, he met your mother. Eliana. He fell for her. Hard. But one thing he didn'
FINN."Finn Davis?" He frowned. "Trenton Davis's son.""How do you know my father?" I asked and coughed."Damn!" He turned to the men by the door. "Lose him the fuck up!"But Kelvin stopped him. "Why should we do that?! He's my prisoner and he's going to be killed anyway!"The man turned to him with a glare. "You seem to have forgotten your place here, Kelvin. I advise you to step aside if you don't want things to go down wrongly for you.""And who the fuck is he that you want him untied, huh?!" Kelvin grumbled.The man turned to him. "He's the son of our late boss! So you better pay your fucking respects because he's now in charge of everyone as soon as he has been sworn i