~~Maddie~~I turned to him; his hands were clenched into fists, and I took a step back, noticing his heavy breathing. "He might be involved, Maddie. I need to know the truth," Victor explained, his tone strained.Kingsley, bloodied and disoriented, managed to speak, denying any involvement. I looked at Victor with a mix of disbelief and disappointment. "This isn't the way to handle things, Victor. We need to let the police investigate," I urged, my voice calming but firm."You should listen to your baby mama, Victor." I turned to Kingsley, shock written all over my face."How do you know about that?" I tried speaking, keeping myself from stammering."Well," he said with a smirk on his face, wiping the blood from his mouth, "not much of a secret, is it?""I will kill you." Victor charged towards him."That's enough, Victor!" I screamed.Realizing the gravity of the situation, Victor reluctantly stepped back, his anger subsiding.The office was tense, and I, still shaken, took control o
VictorI opened my eyes, still lying on the bed. I can recall how I got here.As I sat on the bed, a nagging headache came with it, and the events of last night flowed through my brain.I sat for a while to regain myself. I then picked up my phone to view my notifications.The first one was from Madison, so I opened it. It was a voicemail. “We want to stay with Daddy, Mama.” That was Caleb and Aiden. A smile came on my face.That was the first time they called me that; I didn't know when tears rushed down my face. I was so happy.Another notification came in; it was from Stephanie. “Thanks for coming, I had a lot of fun tonight.”“What?!” I screamed, standing up from the bed. Another wave of migraines hit me.I don't totally recall last night, but I know Stephanie and I didn't happen.I rushed down to the living room, Maddie and the kids are usually at the dining table eating breakfast. But they weren't this time.I rushed to both hers and the boys' room, but it looked cleaned out.Ma
~~Victor~~I arrived at the office dressed in a complete tuxedo, complemented by my Rolex wristwatch and Prada shoes."What's that on your face?" Greta asked. I touched my face, puzzled."Is that a smile?" She asked sarcastically.“Victor Reynolds, you are smiling.” She nudged me.Greta, Alex, and Mark all laughed. "What's poppin', bro?" Alex asked playfully, punching me."Can we focus on the matter at hand?" I said, pretending to be angry."There he is, my grumpy, angry brother." Greta hissed and walked away. We all followed suit."How's Maeve?" I asked Mark."Who's Maeve?" Alex asked; that's true. He doesn't know about it either."She's getting better," he said with a smile on his face."Hurry up, boys, we are keeping them waiting," Greta said as she entered the conference room.We entered the conference room, and everyone but one stood up."Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Reynolds," the sound of my name came from everyone's lips."Please be seated, everyone," I said to them."Mr. Reynolds, we ar
~~Maddie~~His lips on my neck brought a heat between my legs. I surrender to his touch. The ray of the moon light, shining in the room brightened his blue eyes and I couldn't take my eyes from his. I closed the gap between us, our lips met and we kissed. The kiss was gentle, not rushed. He was taking his time with every movement. I felt a flood of emotions, passion, desire, love. Our breathing became heavier. Every movement he made sent shivers through my body. We were intertwined with each other, our bodies moving in unison, the touch of his hand, the brush of his lips against my skin. The night went on, we were tangled up in each other’s arms, the passion between us growing.I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body. Every movement I made he mimicked. We were dancing without music, we were speaking without words. I felt free, free from any worries and any fears. I was letting go of everything. I woke up in a cold sweat. What was that? A dream? Or was it a memory? I coul
~~Maddie~~His lips on my neck brought a heat between my legs. I surrender to his touch. The ray of the moon light, shining in the room brightened his blue eyes and I couldn't take my eyes from his. I closed the gap between us, our lips met and we kissed. The kiss was gentle, not rushed. He was taking his time with every movement. I felt a flood of emotions, passion, desire, love. Our breathing became heavier. Every movement he made sent shivers through my body. We were intertwined with each other, our bodies moving in unison, the touch of his hand, the brush of his lips against my skin. The night went on, we were tangled up in each other’s arms, the passion between us growing.I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body. Every movement I made he mimicked. We were dancing without music, we were speaking without words. I felt free, free from any worries and any fears. I was letting go of everything. I woke up in a cold sweat. What was that? A dream? Or was it a memory? I coul
~~Maddie~~I woke up to the ray of the sun on my face. I opened my eyes to see Victor staring at my face.“Morning beautifully.” he said, he looked so handsome for someone just waking up. His face was still warm from sleep, and his messy hair only added to his allure. I couldn't help but smile at his compliment."Good morning," I replied, my voice still husky from sleep. I stretched my arms above my head, feeling the stiffness in my muscles slowly dissipate.Victor leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my forehead. "Sleep well?"I nodded, still trying to fully wake up. "Yeah, surprisingly well. Your presence must be magical or something."He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Maybe it is. Or maybe you are trying to get used to sharing your bed with someone."I blushed, remembering the initial awkwardness of having someone else beside me. But now, it felt comforting and right.As I sat up, I couldn't help but admire the room bathed in the soft morning light. The previous nigh
~~Maddie~~I watched as he drove off, my heart aching. What does he mean by he is sorry?“Maddie, the car is here.” I heard Maeve say faintly. We got into the car, and Maeve noticed my mood.“Are you okay?” She asked, driving.“I'm okay, just tired.” I told her.“Maybe it has to do with that hickey on your neck.” She joked.“Maybe.” I whispered.What does he mean by he is sorry? Does he not want to be seen in public with me? Or is he sorry that last night happened? I kept ransacking my head, trying to understand why he stopped walking towards me and left without saying a word.I wondered why he left without a word. My thoughts were spiraling, anxiety creeping in.I decided to send a text, asking, "Are you okay?" The three dots appeared, but no response.Staring at my phone, I heard the familiar ping, only to find a message from an unknown number, not the person I expected.It was a picture of me. A picture taken by paparazzi. Talk about creepy.Speaking of paparazzi, a whole lot of th
~~Victor~~I watched as she came out of the elevator. She looked breathtaking. My eyes traveled from her face to her cleavage and then to her attire.Memories of the previous night flooded me, and I could feel myself tense. I observed her captivating presence as she made her way to Maeve.Her eyes found mine, and she gave a smile. She looked so beautiful. I walked towards her but stopped midway.“She's here.” The text read. My once warm face turned stone cold. Maddie looked at me, her eyes wondering why I stopped and the reason for my reaction.I walked towards my car with Mark. “I need to stay away from her.” I said to him; he just nodded, understanding me.As we drove away, I looked back at Maddie, who still wore a confused face. I can't explain, at least not now. I said in my head.I looked at the text on my phone again. I kept shaking my left leg to keep me from acting out.How am I going to tell Greta this? How is she going to react? This can't be happening.I got to the venue an
~~Victor~~“Matthew! I'm right here.” As I said those words it felt like some sand particles were dropped into my throat.I kept walking deeper into the mall but I didn't see him, just some of his minions pointing guns at me from across the wall.“Well, well.” Matthew came out clapping his hands with a smirk on his face. It was taking everything in me not to run towards him and see if I could end this once and for all.But nope, I have to think of Madison and the kids.“Why are you doing this Mathew?” I asked him.He shrugged his shoulders and then stared at me. “How does it feel to be the lesser man right now?”“I don't understand you.” I said to him, trying not to jump out of my skin because of the weapons close to me.“Madison needs a bigger man and right that isn't you.” He said.“So you are the bigger man because you are holding a shopping mall hostage?” I asked him, sounding disgusted.He placed his two hands in front of him, “anything for a reunion with my girl and my boys.”“
~~Victor~~I stood in front of the giant window in my office. Marveling at the sight of the city from where I stood.This city has taken a lot from me. It has also given me plenty of reasons to keep on fighting.I took out my phone and opened it. My wallpaper showed Choice. Madison likes calling her Miranda.I know that's her name but I prefer, Choice. She makes me think of the different ways I will choose to protect my family even if it means giving my life for them.She looks so pretty in this picture and peaceful like she doesn't have any care in the world.“Turn on the TV!” Alex shot at me while he barged into my office.“Oh please, come in.” I said sarcastically.“Just turn on the TV!” He yelled“Okay.” I said softly. I turned on the TV and it was showing a mass shooting in a shopping mall.“Is this any of ours?” I asked him.“No, but Madison and the kids are in there.” He said.I felt numb and the whole world seemed to stop moving. The sound of the remote falling down brought me
~~Madison~~It feels like the world is finally in our favor. Our lives have been filled with so much joy and glamor that sometimes I begin to doubt that I went to some certain things in my life.Life has been good. My career has been flourishing and so has Victor's. He has opened fourteen more branches in different parts of the world.Mark and Meave left the country because Mark is overseeing some of the branches. That was after we found out his fiance wasn't a real fiance after all. She was fake and used to trick Meave.She nearly killed him when she found out but I'm happy she found someone to love her just the way I am loved.Cynthia is living her best life with my step brother, Philip, who is in the race for Mayor of the city. She has been helping him with his campaign and so have we in our free time.Renee and Michael are having a blast, especially with Isabella. They looked so lovely and happy. I'm so glad she found me and I found her because I wouldn't have made it out of some
~~Madison~~I froze as I felt water trail down my thighs. A gasp escaped my lips as I realized my water just broke. Panic swelled in my chest as the wetness clinged to my skin and I struggled to control my panic. “Vi–Victor.” I stammered, feeling the fear in my throat.“You are fine.” He said holding me. “Steven is outside, I will go get him.” He said, trying to leave.“No, no. Don't leave me alone.” I said to him. I held his arms.“Okay.” I took a sharp breath, taking in the pain hitting me every ten minutes and counting.“We are just going to the car.” He said.“I don't think I can!” I yelled at him, digging my fingers into his arms.“Yes, you can.” He said.Each step brought a sharp pain to my legs like I have ever felt before.It wasn't like this with Aiden and Caleb because it was a C-section.“We are almost to the door.” Victor said.“Go, get Steven.” I said to him.“Are you sure?” He asked, “it's just a few steps.”“Get him!” I yelled at him. I don't know if I meant too or did
~~Madison~~It's been a few months since my step sister kidnapped me and held me hostage for ransom money.These last few months I have been trying to heal and also grow a human being inside of me.Finding out I was pregnant came out with mixed reactions. I was glad I got to give my boys a baby sibling but on the other hand I was scared another enemy will come after us or maybe Stephanie will break out of prison.Holding this picture of myself and Stephanie in my hands reminds me of when we were little. How we did not have any evil in our mind. All we wanted was for our parents to give us sweets and treasure.“Hey, you have been staring at that picture for a while.” I heard Victor's voice behind me.“I know.” I said, putting it back in the box. “My Mom gave it to me during the trial.” I said to him.“She shouldn't have done that.” He said, sternly.“I know, but it's okay.”“No, it's not. They might be your family but all they have wanted to do was hurt you. The only person who made am
~~Victor~~I heard the door open and closed then I saw Renee walk towards me.She squatted the same way I did and placed her head on my shoulders.“When I found Madison. I thought she was going to be mean to me for having spent time with a dad that loved me. And I will be mean to her because she had our mom.” She said.“But even with all those thoughts in my head when I saw her it just flew away because she brings so much light out of her body. And maybe because her first reaction to seeing me was calling me mom.” We both laughed.She held my hands, “Madison is strong. With everything she has gone through. She is strong and capable of handling herself against that evil woman.”She scoffed, “I never understood why she still refers to Stephanie as her step sister but I see it now.” She said.“Why?” I asked her “Because she believes in love, you made her love. So you have to believe in her. Believe in her to survive.” She said.“Thanks Renee.” I said to her.“Don't just thank me. Get up
~~Victor~~It felt like the earth was spinning in different directions. How can one victory lead to another problem?“What–do you mean?’ I stammered, I could feel sweats on my forehead including on my eyes.Everything was in motion but I wasn't understanding it.“He needs to get his phone out.” I heard Renee's voice but it sounded so far away.I watched as Bethany was taken away by the police. Our eyes met and she seemed to be sympathetic.I turned my hands into a fist and released them. I did for about five minutes. It's a trick Edward taught me to do whenever I'm scared and right now I'm pretty scared.“Victor, we have to go.” I heard Alex say, loud and clear.“Yeah, yeah.” I got up and rushed out of the room with all of them racing behind me.There were a lot of reporters everywhere. My security spotted us and came to our rescue.“Mr. Reynolds, is Bethany behind this?” A reporter asked.“Have you seen the video, Victor?” Another one asked.“What video?” I blurted out.“Just let's g
~~Victor~~I buttoned up my tux as I got out of the car. Mark and Michael guarded me up to the inside of the court while my security helped Renee and Cynthia.My Mom had to excuse herself from the case because of her conflict of interest which is me. “Thanks guys.” I said to Mark and Michael.“Are you ready for this?” Alex asked me.I inhaled sharply, taking in as much air as I could.“Yes, I'm ready.” I tapped his shoulder.“Hmm, Victor.” Renee called me. I turned around to look at her.She and Cynthia were giving me the same expression they give to me before we entered the courtroom.“This is the most crucial part of this case. And it will be the end of you like I tell you to.” She said.“I will.” I said to her.“I don't need that. You have said that countless times and still misbehave. Today you are going to swear it.” She sounded serious.I laughed, so did the guys but their expressions didn't change.“Oh you are serious?” Michael asked.“I'm dead serious.” Renee said to him. “I
~~Madison~~It felt like we have been driving for hours. The van doesn't seem to stop at each checkpoint.It just drives away like a crazy person. The van, not who is driving it. Maybe who hmis driving it I could feel my wrist getting numb because of how tight the ropes are tied around my hands.I could breath because the bag over my head smells like feaces or something else. I don't know but if makes me choke and neousous.I didn't know if I should scream or kick the van until I'm able to get out. This isn't my first rodeo in getting kidnapped but have been dreaming everyday for the past week how Stephanie is going to make me suffer. Thinking straight has been thrown off the table.The van suddenly came to a stop. I heard people get down and the back of the van was opened.“Get down!” I heard a very deep voice say.Asking them for help will be a mockery to me. They are definitely going to laugh so there is no need.I struggled to lift myself up and I did. I got out of the van and th