Aiden's POVI narrowed my eyes, staring at this man. "And what's your name again?""Mitch, my boss." He replied. "Mitch McCaulkin. I've been a guard around here for well over twenty years now.""Ah," I whispered, letting go of his hand. "That is a very long time, do you not agree, Joe?"I turned to Joe, eyebrows raised. He caught the message quickly. "Yes, boss, I agree. I think Mr. Mitch here has to let go of this job. He's getting too old for it."Mitch's mismatched eyes widened. "You're kidding, aren't you? Do you want to lay me off, boy?" He sneered. "I'd started walking at HQ when you were still nothing more than a ten-year-old, you idiot!"The entire HQ immediately fell silent, as Joe's bomb of words dropped in our midst. All eyes were on us now, I could feel them, pressing against my back and my shoulders, and my face, waiting for the other shoe to fall and hell to break loose.I knew what they thought would happen, that I would lose my temper and throw some hands at this man.
Aiden's POV"You bastard!" I roared. Swiveling on my feet, I turned to face Mitch again. My anger was no longer teetering on any edge—it was ready to blow out of proportion.Mitch stood there, arms swinging by his sides like scary, beefy pendulums. His chest was rising and falling rapidly with every breath he inhaled and exhaled. His clothes looked as though they were ready to burst apart at the seams, and his face was the picture of terrifying.I didn't care that this middle-aged man was older than me. I didn't care that he was twice my weight, or that he was towering above me with several inches to an entire foot.I did not care about all of that. The fact that he had chosen to call Lily names did not and will never sit well with me."What, boy?" Mitch roared. When I said nothing, he grinned widely. "What are you going to do to me? Come on, boy! Attack me!"I growled loudly and fisted my hands. Storming across the basement, I reached the man and landed a resounding blow on his face
Lily's POVI frowned. For the past three days, guards had been stationed by my door, watching my every move. Where had all of them gone? My mind echoed with thoughts about the strange absence of the guards outside my room.I paused, straightening and chewing the corner of my lips in thought. It was as if the entire estate had fallen into a silent slumber, leaving me questioning their whereabouts. Curiosity made me move away from the door again, and I walked towards the window. I peered outside again, my breath fogging the glass as I peered into the night. Guards were stationed outside as usual, but they seemed even more scanty than usual. And was it my imagination, or were there more cars than usual parked outside?I furrowed my brows and chewed my lips in consideration. This was as good a chance as any to finally escape.Turning away from the window, I walked to the closet and fished out a black hoodie, one of the ones I had gotten from the boutique downtown. Slipping it on, I turn
LILY'S POVI could no longer feel safe in Aiden's house. The little information I had up my sleeves was enough to make me take a bold step to free myself from the danger that was approaching.I needed not to be told that I was just a pawn; a rag doll set in between two enemies, being dragged at both hands, having nowhere to stand. Desperation had landed me in to this. If only I had not accepted to spend four weeks with him, maybe I would still have my freedom, and I would still be able to breathe in peace.Seeing that Ricardo was hellbent on achieving his aim—getting me, and from the looks of things, Aiden was not ready to let go of me. Was this not putting me on dangerous ground?I needed to leave as soon as possible. Without wasting any more seconds, I crept out of my hideout, looking left and right, as though I was trying to cross the road. Well, if there was anything I needed to do, it was to be extra careful. I was literally in a lair, with two dangerous people; maybe not two,
LILY'S POVThe darkness seemed like it would swallow me whole, as I could not see anything in front of me, or behind me. The night was eerie, giving off a different kind of vibe, or maybe it was because I had not stepped out of my cage for a while.I wondered if I would ever find a cab to take me to Mira's house, as every step I took felt like I was stepping into a trap.The wind blew West, taking my hair along, as it swept it off my back. I felt like someone would come out of nowhere, and pull me by the hair, so I wore the cap of my hoodie over my head, making me look like a stalker at night.I was more than afraid, even though I was free from the dangers ahead of me. In a few minutes from now, the fight might have ended, and Aiden might have discovered that I'm gone.He would surely come looking for me, and I'm certain that his men had their way around this place, so they could easily find me.I couldn't let myself be caught again, not right after I could smell freedom. I walked, I
LILY'S POVI had one peaceful sleep after some days, and I could say that I slept like a baby, or maybe, like a log of wood. Who knows?It did not matter how I slept, as long as I had comfortably closed my eyes and drifted off into the lady of dreams and visions.Back then, I was usually disturbed by the sounds coming from the guards at night, but now, I did not have to worry about itI was awake, but I felt lazy to get my ass off the bed. I just wished it was not morning already.I closed my eyes again to see if I could fall asleep, but I heard some noise outside my room.It was loud, but I could not hear them clearly. It came off as shuffles and groanings. "What was going on?" I asked myself and shoved the duvet to the other side of the bed. Sliding into my slippers, I walked towards the door, pinning my ear to the door, to get a grasp of what was going on. My room was close to the sitting room, so I did not find it difficult to hear them. It seemed like someone had found me alre
LILY'S POVI leaned on the door, crouching to the floor, hugging my weak knees, as a tear fell off my eyes.I waited to hear a knock on my door, but no one came, and it was over five minutes. It seemed like he had gone, as I heard distant footsteps.It was surprising, as I thought Aiden would trail behind me, and maybe try to talk to me, even though it looked like I was pushing him away.It baffled me that he just turned away, and left. I wondered what was going through his mind, but this hurt me.For a second, I thought I felt nothing for him. Even if I wanted him to stay away from me, I still wanted him around. This was stupid, wanting someone to be there for you, yet pushing him away. I couldn't blame him for leaving. My words, I know, were like thorns. I hated to speak whenever I was angry, but it was the only way I could express myself.I rested my head on the wall, letting my mind fight numerous thoughts. I heard the door click open, and my eyes flew open.Immediately, Mira wa
LILY'S POVIt had been two days since I left Aiden's house, and it felt happy; I guess. Well, at least, I was free from the troubles and dangers, and I was living in peace. Although I kind of missed him, I knew that it would not take long before the feelings disappeared like a wisp of smoke.My life was slowly coming back to the way it used to be before I met Aiden. With my roommate and friend, I had nothing to worry about, as she was always there for me, giving me the comfort I needed, and cheering me up every time I felt down.Mira was out, and I felt bored staying at home alone. I had nowhere else to go than the hospital, at least, to know how my brother was faring. I just wished that the number would go higher so that he would be close to getting his heart transplant. Every day felt like I was drowning in fear, as I thought about my brother's health constantly.In a few minutes, I was out, on a bus heading to Manhattan, to see my brother in the hospital. The window was wound dow
EPILOGUEAiden's POVSeveral months later found me rushing down a corridor of Doctor Turner's hospital, my heart in my throat. Behind me, I could hear Lucas' hurried footsteps as well.We met Mira halfway down the corridor, and I stopped panting. "Where is she?" I asked. "Tell me!""I....she is....in the labor room right now!" Mira stammered. "Doctor Turner has assured us that she will be fine—""I don't bloody care!" I roared. "Take me to my wife now!"Mira nodded vigorously, then began to race down the corridor, Lucas and I closely behind her. She stopped before a door, from which I could hear labored wails and the soothing murmurs of the doctors.Without waiting, I pushed open the door and walked right in to see Lily on a bed with her knees up in the air. Her dress had been raised all the way up to her chest, and I could see about half a dozen doctors and nurses gather around her.Doctor Turner turned to me, and his eyes widened. "Mr Blackwood! What are you doing here?""What....wh
Aiden's POVAs I held the bullet in my hand, fury ignited within me like a blazing inferno. This was Ricardo's doing, I knew it in my bones. He was the only one brave enough to try to harm Lily so openly; the only one who was the thorn in my flesh.I turned to face Mira and Lucas, and I saw the curiosity in their eyes. Mira's voice cut through the tense silence, her concern evident. "What did the doctor say?" she asked.Without a word, I lifted the bullet, its engraved surface gleaming ominously in the dim light of the hospital. Their eyes widened in shock as they took in the sinister detail. "That bullet..." I began, my voice heavy. "It bears Lily's name. Ricardo's twisted way of sending a message. He wanted to kill her?""Why would he do that?" Lucas asked. "From what I know, he wanted her for himself.""I don't need to know why he wanted to kill her." I declared. "Because today, I will put an end to Ricardo's reign of terror. Once and for all.""You're not....going to Ricardo alon
Aiden's POVI turned away from Lily, walking to the corner beside the window of Lily's living room. I dialed Joe's number, my heart racing with urgency. The events of the evening replayed in my mind like a nightmare. Two beeps told me that Joe had picked up the phone. "Hello, boss." He called."Joe, listen carefully," I began, my voice urgent. "There's been a shooting at Lily's house. Mitch is dead, but there's a sniper outside. Send backup immediately!""Okay, wh...what?" Joe stammered; he sounded as though he was half asleep. "What's going on?""Wake the fuck up!" I snapped. "Come to Lily's house with six men. There's a body to clean up!"Before Joe could respond, a piercing scream cut through the air, freezing me in place. I whipped around just in time to witness another gunshot and a spray of blood. Lily crumpled to the ground, her body convulsing in agony.Time seemed to slow as I watched in horror. Lily lay bleeding before me, her body splayed on the ground. The phone slipped f
Lily's POVLucas nodded in agreement with my words. "You're all the family I need, Lily."A warmth spread through me, filling me with a sense of belonging and reassurance. He was all the family I needed too, especially in moments like these, when it seemed as though we were moving from problem to even bigger problem.With a wide smile, I stretched out my arms and pulled Lucas into a tight hug. At that moment, as we stood together in the dimly lit room, I felt a sense of peace settling on me like never before. Despite the scary things that had just happened, I felt calm and happy.But just as I began to relax into the embrace, the sound of banging on the door shattered the silence. My heart raced with fear as I ducked down, instinctively seeking cover from the unknown threat on the other side."Hey! Open the door!"Relief flooded through me when I heard Mira's familiar voice calling out from behind the door. With a shaky breath, I rose to my feet as Aiden crossed the room to open the d
Lily's POVAiden's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, he seemed unable to speak. Then, a wide smile spread across his face, and he stepped forward, his arms outstretched as if to embrace me. "Lily, that's... that's incredible!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with joy and disbelief.I couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at the sight of his genuine happiness. But beneath it all, a gnawing sense of uncertainty stayed inside me. "I... I know," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "But Aiden, I don't know if I can do this. Not now, not in this... this situation. With Ricardo, and all. If he knows about this, he will—"Aiden's smile faltered, and he reached out to gently take my hands in his. "Lily, I understand that this isn't ideal," he said softly, his voice tinged with concern. "But we'll figure it out together. We'll make it work, I promise. To hell with Ricardo!"Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked into his earnest gaze. "I want to believe you, Aiden," I whispe
Lily's POVThe rest of my day—and week—seemed to go by in a blur. I couldn't recollect the meals I had or the conversations I endured. All I could think of was this baby. My baby.Before slipping into bed on the very last night, I closed the bedroom shades against the New York moon. In the day, I hated the sunshine because It reminded me too much of Aiden and the time we'd spent in Pennsylvania, but this moonlight was almost as bad. It was so cold. And felt so strange. As odd and unfamiliar as this house, these people living with me and my own skin.Finally, I rolled onto my side and rubbed my stomach. When I found that I was pregnant, I had tried and failed to find some outward sign of my condition. But in only the past few days, I had detected a slight rounding of my belly. This child was growing.This child. My baby. A stranger, like its father had grown to be. How I yearned to know how this child had been conceived. Was it when Aiden and I had survived the battle with Ricardo? Wa
Lily's POVIt was exactly two weeks after I met with Ricardo, when I woke up one morning feeling unusually bloated and disoriented. Later I would remember that day and think about how suspicious it had been, how I should have known something was terribly wrong.My head throbbed with a dull ache, and a wave of nausea washed over me as I struggled to sit up in bed. The room spun around me, and I clutched my stomach, willing the queasiness to pass.Just then, a gentle knock echoed through the room, and I mustered the energy to call out. "Come in!""Good morning!" Mira chirped. She stepped in with her characteristic cheerful smile, carrying in her arms a tray of breakfast.She closed the door with her foot. "I noticed that you slept in today, so I decided to wake you up with your favorite.""Thank you, babe," I murmured. My voice sounded as though a whole pond of frogs had decided to nest in my throat.Mira's smile faltered as she observed my lack of energy."Lily, you don't look so good,
Ricardo's POVI placed the telephone on the polished wooden table, its weight settling with a resounding thud. Sliding into the leather-upholstered chair, I reached for the crystal decanter, pouring a generous measure of brandy into a crystal glass. The amber liquid swirled, casting an enticing glow in the low-lit room.With a flick of my wrist, I lifted the glass to my lips, savoring the rich, smoky aroma before taking a sip. The fiery warmth spread through my chest, momentarily killing the cold reality of my surroundings.I turned in my chair, and my gaze fell upon the lifeless form of Liam sprawled across the floor, spread-eagled and looking stupid. He was stupid. He had always been. I couldn't forget the first day he strutted in here, acting as though he owned the place. I didn't do well with men who thought they were better than they really were.I despised men who talked too much and pretended to have a confidence that they didn't truly possess. Liam had been a loose end, a nu
Ricardo's POV"Boss! Good afternoon!"Liam strolled into my office, a sly grin playing on his lips. I couldn't shake the feeling that his visit was laced with ulterior motives. I leaned back on my chair, watching the man as he strode over to me. Everything about him simply set me on edge. His curly, blond head of hair, baby blue eyes, and dimpled smile made him look like some innocent kid, but I could see through that facade.I knew exactly what he was. A con. I'd known from the first time my men had led him into my office, some three or four days ago.However, I pushed my angry thoughts aside and plastered a smile on my face. I extended my hand for a handshake, a customary greeting. "Good morning, Mr. Liam." I greeted.Liam ignored my outstretched hand as though it was the nearby file cabinet. I watched with mounting annoyance as he breezed past it as if my office were his domain. He slumped into one of the chairs in front of me with a great groan of satisfaction."I cannot say th