-Vincent-I left Emmet and Garrett in the room that Ems was staying in and returned to where Evelyn was. I found her listening to whatever Brie was saying. I decided to take the couch in silence and let her enjoy her friend's company. It was a good thing that her grandmother had already met me and knew who I was she didn’t panic when I told her that Evelyn was rushed to the hospital and would be discharged later.She asked how Evelyn was, I didn’t really want to lie nor did I want her to worry so I told her that she was fine and was with Brie and Alyana. We didn’t really talk for too long, but she made me promise that I bring her home. “Vincent,” I heard Evelyn calling me just right before I could even take a seat. When I looked in their direction, the three girls were looking at me. I walked straight at her and she leaned in when I was near the bed.“Something wrong?” I asked worried as I looked at Brie and Alyana for answers.“Why am I here?” She asked, “I kept racking my brains
-Eve-Brie and Alyana stayed with me making my grandmother happy and at ease that I was okay and I had people other than her to rely on. She was so happy that she cooked like there was an occasion and we ended up with a lot of food. To make sure that nothing goes to waste, Brie packed some of the dishes, with my grandmother’s approval, and gave them to Tony and her security. I was glad to know that she didn’t see Vincent when she and Alyana delivered the dishes.A lot of things had happened in just a span of twenty-four hours with me and Ems, whom I found out was actually Emmet’s sister, in the hospital. I don’t really know what exactly happened and no one is telling me anything at all. Vincent said that it was for my own health and what the doctor had advised. They said that I had a special kind of amnesia that was caused by a trauma. The doctor advised that this was just temporary and everything would all come back to me. Vincent had been very supportive and very patient about i
-Eve-Things happened so fast that I didn’t have the chance to be scared or react. A black van came by the moment I was out of the car. Several men in black masks came out and pushed me inside the van and all of them were armed. Once inside one of them covered my head with a black cloth back, another tying my hands together, while another tied my feet. I didn’t have the chance to scream, nor did I have any chance to analyze or fight back. I was powerless. All I remember was that the man I thought was an old homeless guy was not homeless. I was surrounded by blackness. No one was talking, no one gave me a hint of what was happening or where they were taking me. I don’t even know any reason why would someone do this to me. First, I don’t have any money if they think that kidnapping me would make them reach. Second, I don’t remember doing anything bad to other people who could hate me so much that they resorted to kidnapping me. Third, I don’t remember having any enemies. Well, exc
-Vincent-A lot of things could change in just one second. And I believe that’s where the saying, “Live your life to the fullest” came from. It was a reminder that nothing was permanent and everything that you have now could be gone by the next. Evelyn was just right there in my passenger seat a while ago. I don’t believe that I was gone for a long time. But here I am staring at her empty seat.I froze, unable to comprehend what exactly happened. Alyana and Brie stood beside me, telling me that everything would be okay, while Tony got to work. After seeing my dashcam recording, Tony decided that this was not something he could handle alone and called for backup. As we sat for more than ten minutes in this uninviting lobby, I began to feel unsettled. “How long do we have to wait?” I asked for the tenth time since the secretary led us into this conference room. “For as long as it takes to figure out exactly who kidnapped your girlfriend. The reason why they did it, and to find out
-Vincent-“What do you mean, Uncle?” I asked my grandmother, I know I had one. But I never knew he was alive. My grandmother rarely talks about him and when she does, she makes it sound like he no longer exists. “He’s your father’s brother. I kept him as far away as I could so he wouldn’t cause any problems. But I guess, he found someone who could give him the access to come back.”I know that there was no use pointing fingers or finding out why I didn’t know that the said Uncle existed until now. All that matters now is finding where Evelyn was. Time is of the essence, afraid of what might happen if we don’t get there on time. “I know where she is,” Tony said interrupting my dangerous thought. “It was a good thing they didn’t remove her bracelet. “Where is she,” my grandmother and I said at the same time. Tony showed us the red dot on his laptop that kept on blinking. I was not familiar with the area but it seemed as though my grandmother knew where it was exactly. “Stay here,”
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic please skip this chapter. I don’t know what time it is or where the hell I am. I don’t even have an idea if it was day or night. All I can remember was what Vincent's uncle did to me. Tony had warned me about it. That there will be people like him. He also told me that if I was at a disadvantage, the number one rule was to let my attacker think that he was winning and not to fight. This is why the most crucial and the hardest part of the training he gave us was endurance. Because Tony promised us that he would find us no matter what happens, we just need to give him time. The door of what seemed to be a dungeon opened and one of the muscled men earlier walked in with a tray in his hand and and stood in front of my small prison cell. He opened the door of the cell and slid the tray towards me. “Eat,” he said
-Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, rape etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic please skip this chapter. My grandmother made me promise to stay out of sight. But when we reached the venue and I heard the loud scream that came out of Evelyn’s lips, I just knew that I won’t be able to stay still. Against my grandmother’s wishes, I came in along with the police as we all took our places. The moment that I saw Evelyn, my heart was crushed. What have they done to her?I can see all the places they had hurt her and swear that all of them will suffer more than she did. My fist clenched as I watched them hurt the woman I love repeatedly. They say that if I make a move, it’s either I die, Evelyn dies, or everyone in this place dies. I stayed glued to where I stood, not looking away from Evelyn. She was suffering and there was nothing I could do to make her stop. Well, nothing that I ca
-Vincent-When we reached the hospital, everyone was already there. Instead of stopping to talk to them, I followed Evelyn inside only to be stopped by the nurses who placed Evelyn inside a private room at the E.R.“What happened to her?” Brie asked crying. “Why does she look like that?” “Who did this?” Alyana asked angrily. I know that they were the closest friend that Evelyn had but I don’t really have the strength to explain what happened to them. I need to conserve the remaining strength and sanity I have to explain to Evelyn’s grandmother. As much as I don’t want her grandmother to worry, I know that I can’t hide her that long. I also thought that if I really wanted her grandmother to trust me, then I needed to do this. I needed to let her know the truth even though there was a possibility that she would hate me. We were crowding the emergency room and the nurse assigned told us to go to the reception area unless we were the legal guardian. Since we were in a rush to ensure
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Vincent’s other side definitely took me by surprise.They were also right. This is beyond me. I know that Vincent is different. I just didn’t know that he was that different. “Breathe, little devil,” Vincent whispered. Sending chills down my spine. I exhaled the breath I didn’t know I was holding as I let the view in front of me unfold. I don’t know how to describe what I was feeling right now. Not sure if I could even find the right words. All I know is that this isn’t something I was expecting. “You have the power over everything, little devil,” Vincent reminded. “You have the power to stop everything; all you have to say is your safe word. If this makes you uncomfortable, all you have to do is say your safe word.”A part of me was tempted to do just that. Part of me thinks
-Eve-I don’t know where we are going. I don’t know what is happening. Because I did not see anything, I didn’t know why they had to wear this black cotton cloth over my head. When he placed it over my head, I almost panicked until he slapped my ass playfully. I am not panicking right now because I can feel him beside me. I can smell him beside me, and I am not sure if it was because of the black bag over my head or if it was because I miss Vincent, but every movement he makes just heightens my anticipation. “Is this cloth really necessary?” I asked. “Yes, little devil,” he replied. The low tone of his voice sent a shiver down my spine. It was sexy, it was hot. I felt my pussy clenched. I felt the car we were in stop, but we didn’t get out of the car yet. Instead, I heard hushed whispers, but I couldn’t make out the words that they were saying. The suspense is killing me. “So, this is the girl that won Vincent Beckett’s heart,” a woman with a thick accent said. Although I am no
-Vincent-I know that we’re stepping on unknown ground. I know that I am pushing my luck. But that silent whisper at the back of my head wouldn’t stop telling me to take the chance. To take the risk. But my friends are afraid. That’s the reason why they are here now. I understand where they are coming from, and I have already pushed this idea to the back of my mind so many times. So afraid of what the results might be. So afraid that I might lose the only person who made me realize that my heart was actually beating.But I don’t want to hide from her anymore. I want to have Evelyn as a whole. I want to have everything that she could give me. Even those parts of her that she’s afraid for me to see. Which is why I am pushing for this. I want her to see the worst of me and hope that she will be able to accept it. “Okay,” I finally relent, “We will go now, but before we leave, I want you to give me a safe word.”“Fuck!” I heard Garrett say, but I never tore my eyes from the fiery wom
-Eve-Vincent was tense the whole afternoon. He tries to deny it, but I can see it in his movements and the way his hands keep running through his hair. I know that it wasn’t easy for him to be this open to anyone. It wasn’t easy for him to change what he was used to before he met me. Which is why I appreciate all his efforts in making me feel how much he wanted me to be part of his life. “You need to calm down,” I said, looking up from the book he gave me, watching him pace back and forth in front of me. “Baby,” I called, making him turn to face me. “You are making me nauseous with all the walking that you are doing in front of me. What is bothering you?” He released a loud exhale before walking towards me and taking the seat beside me.“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “You are just so important to me, and I am really afraid that you would go and run away from me.”My eyebrow rose in curiosity was slowly getting the best of me. “Can’t you really tell me where you’re taking me, and why
-Eve-I hate it when bad people win.I hate the fact that, after all the bad things that they had done, they wouldn’t get punished for it. Those people are the kind of people I hate the most. How can they get away from all the bad things that they have done and leave those who are good with so much pain? And why the hell do bad things happen to good people? What the hell have they done that was so wrong for them to deserve such pain? But that’s not what bothers me most. What bothers me is the fact that I was also on the receiving end of that pain. Why did it have to happen to me? What did I do that was so wrong to deserve all the things that had been happening to me?I was a kind and understanding girlfriend. I was kind and helpful to my bestfriend, and yet those two people that I cared for never thought twice of hurting me or ruining the life that I had planned for us.Why do people always take advantage of others? Why can’t they just be truthful enough to just tell me that they don
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. “So what is it that you’re going to tell me?” I asked in between bites, waiting for him to start talking. “It’s about someone who used to be my girlfriend.” I heard that he only had one girlfriend, and it was a fake one. I am just not sure if this was the same story as the one the Ems told me. “And how she disappeared from the world.”Wait… What?I stared at him even though I promised not to react until he was done with what it was he was going to tell me, but unfortunately, I failed. “Sorry for surprising you, I hope that I didn’t scare you. I promise that I will explain everything to you if you would like to hear my side of the story.” Vincent Beckett was a confident man, and I could see that this was something he was not used to. He always has the last say. Regardless of wh
-Vincent-I am a strong person. I can handle a lot of things that normal people couldn’t. Starting at a young age, my grandmother has already honed me and trained me to be as hard and as strong as titanium. She repeatedly explained that if I want to survive the business, I should be ruthless, smart, goal-oriented, and strong. I was all of those things and more, which is why people who don’t know me viewed me as someone who was cold, uncaring, and ruthless.But the moment I saw Evelyn, under my dress shirt cabinet, naked and scared, something inside me broke. I didn’t know my titanium walls had begun to show some tears and cracks, not until today. I kneeled slowly, praying that I would see the woman I had been looking for all morning. And when I took a peep underneath my dress shirt, just behind the mountain of coats, was my little devil. “Hey, baby,” I whispered, not wanting to scare her. I watched her unfocused eyes turn and met mine. “Vincent,” her voice was shaky, and the f
-Eve & Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. -Eve-The next morning, I feel like shit.That was exactly how I felt when I woke up. It felt like I had been working every second of my life, and my body was so sore. I turned to face the other side, looking for Vincent, but found it empty instead. “Vincent?” I called out, breaking the deafening silence that surrounds me. My heart rate starts to pick up its pace. As if there was something urgent that it needed to go to. I pulled the covers away from my body as I sat up. That’s when I realized that my senses went on overdrive. My ears were on high alert because if there is one sense that could help me in my situation, it would be my sense of hearing. I was able to prepare myself for all sorts of things because of my sense of hearing. I knew what was waiting for me whi
-Eve-“Before you tell me how you feel, there’s something that you should know.”I learned not long ago that when people tell me that there is something that I should know first before I make my final decision, it doesn’t always mean a good thing. “You’re making me nervous,” I said with a chuckle trying to hide the anxiousness that I was feeling.“I don’t mean to scare you off, but I just want to be totally honest with you. That’s how much you mean to me. Because I don’t want to have just parts of you. I want to have your everything.” Seeing how earnest he was and how much he wanted us to work makes me feel something I have never felt for so long. It made me feel loved.“I don’t think there’s something about you that could make me think bad about you.” Ever since I had met Vincent, there was nothing about him that wasn’t true. I am not sure if he knows it but ever since I met him, I was never afraid of being lied to or cheated, because he never gave me any reason to think that way.