RaphaelThomas and I hadn't slept since we arrived in Bangkok. Three days. We already wasted three days in Prague, let him slip through our fingers in Vienna, and now, we've been chasing shadows, for an entire day in Bangkok. I was the middle of the night, and all we could do was wait impatiently by the phone until we got an update from Arthit, my unethical business partner here. The less you know, the better.After what felt like Hours, my phone finally rang and I answered immediately. Thomas looked over at me, pacing anxiously in the background."What took you so long!" I napped, expecting to hear Arthit's voice through the phone. Anna, Ondina’s sister, came through frantically. "Raphael!""What is it, Anna?" Her voice trembled, "Raphael… it's Ondina. She's… she's gone."Gone. The word hit me like a physical blow, stealing the air from my lungs. “What do you mean, gone? Explain, Anna! Now!” I barked into the phone, my knuckles whitening around the device.“We were supposed to go
OndinaThe metallic tang of blood filled Ondina's nostrils as she opened her eyes. Panic filled her chest. The first thing her mind raced to was her babies. She didn't feel any pain, so she knew it wasn't coming from her, but knowing Mason, it was only a matter of time. It had been three days he's had her.The warehouse was of shadows and damp concrete. She looked around trying to find anything that would help her get out of there. With her being so pregnant, it was discouraging. She had no idea how she would try and break out even if she did find something to help. After a while of looking around the big empty space, her eyes landed on a pare of shoes. Shoes that was still connected to a set of feet, and a set of feet still connected to a pair of legs. 'That's what I'm smelling.' There was a pool of blood coming from the direction of what she assumed was the head of whoever those shoes belonged to.She was tied to a wooden chair, the rough rope biting into her wrists. 'Seven months
RaphaelWe were finally outside the warehouse, all of my guys were surrounding the building. This had to be it. Felix had sent us every location that resembled the pictures Mason had sent to me. Pictures that would forever haunt me. We searched every location thoroughly, and each one was a fail, my sanity stripped with every single one. The love of my life was suffering, and I was incompetent.Entering the warehouse, we moved slowly, being careful not to make any noise. Ondina. My Ondina was here I knew it. She had to be.I hadn't slept properly in weeks, haunted by her absence. Haunted by vivid images of what could possibly be happening to her, and over the past few days, I was given a visual of the reality she was actually living. It was driving me mad with excruciating feelings. The warehouse was a maze of shadows and decaying machinery. The only light came from the weak, flickering bulbs dangling from the ceiling. The scent of damp concrete mingled with something else, something
RaphaelThe flight to the hospital was the longest flight of my life. I watched Ondina's face, praying for a sign, a flicker of recognition. The paramedics worked tirelessly, monitoring her vitals, and administering fluids.We finally landed on the hospital rooftop, and a team of doctors and nurses were waiting, ready to take her away to the emergency room.I followed them, my heart pounding in my chest. It felt as if I could pass out at any given moment, but I needed to be strong."Please, save her. Save her and our babies.""We will try, Mr. Lahsen." A nurse said as I watched her disappear behind those White double doors. All we could do was wait outside. There was a few seats in the hallway and Thomas and I took them. We were both silent. After a few minutes, the head doctor came out and approached us."She's gonna be okay right? You can save her?" I had never felt so helpless in my life.I didn't have a medical degree to turn to and help me out of this one. Instead I was stuck, l
OndinaThe doctors said Ondina was lucky to be alive. That her injuries were severe, and that she suffered a traumatic delivery, but they didn't say the words she was desperate to hear. They didn't say she was gonna be okay.Raphael sat beside her now, his hand desperately holding onto hers. She could hear it in his voice, this was waring on him. He sounded worried and exhausted. He's been there, holding her hand, whispering words of love and encouragement, even though she was lost in a silent world surrounded by pure blackness. 'He thinks I can hear him. Maybe I can. A little.'"Ondina," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Please, baby, please come back to me. To us. The twins need you... I need you."She struggled to hear his words. They were so faint, but the vibrations of his voice comforted her in this sea of darkness. My heart ached in her chest. 'The twins. Did he say that the twins were alive?'So many emotions were flowing through her, and all she wanted to do was
RaphaelThis wasn't a nightmare; it was my life. Distilled, fluorescent lights, and the rhythmic hum of beeping machines. Ondina lay still in the bed, her beautiful face pale and slack. She was connected to a web of wires and tubes. Coma. The word echoed in the void of my mind. It was a relentless whisper that haunted my soul.I'd built an empire. I had more money than I could ever spend, a life most people only dreamed of, and yet, the absence of this tiny little woman made my life feel empty. All of it meant nothing, absolutely nothing, when the woman I loved, the mother of my children, was lying there, teetering between life and... I couldn't bring myself to say it and I wouldn't."Ondina," I breathed, my hand trembling as I reached for hers. Her skin was cool, unresponsive."Please, baby, please come back to me. To us. The twins need you... I need you."She had been in this state for two months now, and the doctors were starting to doubt that she would wake up a month ago. Hell, e
MasonMan, I really fuck myself this time. I was laying in my own bodily fluids on a cement floor of a cabins basement. The air was thick with the sick mix of blood, urine, and something else… something rotten. It was clinging to me, settling in my lungs like a suffocating blanket. It’s been months, hasn’t it? Months since they dragged me kicking and screaming into this hellhole. Months of me getting the shit kicked out of me and moths of regretting my decisions.I couldn’t see much. My eyes were swollen shut most of the time, thanks to Thomas’s… methods. He likes to use a thin, stinging oil on them. Says "it’s a special blend," guaranteed to keep me awake for his little performances.He’s a monster, a finely tailored monster with a bottomless well of rage, but that was my fault. I did brutally murder his woman. He made sure to remind me in between sessions. The pain in his eyes was a constant reminder. What made it more sinister was that he would smile the entire time. His smile was
OndinaThe room she was standing in didn't seem familiar to her, but then again, nothing did anymore. The walls were a pale, soothing cream color. Ondina blinked, the soft light filtered through the sheer fabric that covered the windows she didn't remember was there. It did little to ease the persistent throbbing behind her eyes. 'This isn't a theater anymore. This is… a nursery.'Raphael had transformed their theater room into a beautiful sanctuary for their twins. They should be a happy family right now, but it didn't feel that way for her. It felt borrowed, like a life she was trying on for size but didn’t quite fit it.She traced the carvings on the side of one of the two identical cribs, crafted from what Raphael had told her was imported Italian wood. Two babies slept peacefully within them, their faces mirrored each other as they slept peacefully. She knew they were hers. She could feel the tug of motherhood when she looked at them. It was a protective instinct that resonated d
Five years later...I woke up to the ringing of an alarm clock. Like always, it was Ondina's. She had a million of them set for every ten minutes. What for? I had no idea, but today, it wasn't just an annoyance. It was a painful reminder of the chaos that was about to erupt. Fire year old twins were a force of nature. The ringing of the alarm grew louder. I groaned, reaching for the snooze button, but a gentle hand stopped me. "Don't even think about it," Ondina murmured, her voice laced with a sleepy smile. "The monsters will be here any minute."I still couldn't believe I was married to a woman so beautiful. Her dark hair was a tangled mess against the silk pillow and her eyes were still heavy with sleep, but the warmth radiating from her was undeniable. She was, indeed, my everything, and now, carrying our third child, she possessed a radiant glow that made my heart ache with a love so strong it sometimes felt like a physical weight."Monsters?" I teased, pulling her closer. "I
RaphaelI was just finishing up paperwork she my office door opened and in walked Celeste. She swung her hips a little too hard and she smelled of expensive perfume."Raphy, darling," she purred, the word sounding like a hiss on her tongue. "So good of you to see me.""Celeste," I replied.I was already annoyed and just wanted together this over with. "I wasn't aware I had a choice. Your unannounced visit last night hardly left me one."She ignored the chairs and sat her ass on the edge of my desk. Her crimson lips curved into a practiced pout. "Oh, don't be like that, Raphy. I just wanted to see you. To catch up."My jaw tightened. "Catch up? By crashing into my home, heavily intoxicated, and physically assaulting my wife?"Her perfectly practiced pout faltered and was replaced by a flicker of annoyance. "Ondina was being dramatic. It was merely a little… disagreement with her.""A disagreement that involved you grabbing her hair and screaming about how she stole your life?" "He
RaphaelThis could not be happening. Not tonight. Not when Ondina was finally happy. She lunged herself forward, trying to wrap her arms around my waist but I stiff armed her in the forehead."Celeste," I whispered."How did you find our- that doesn't matter." Trying to keep my voice calm I stated."You need to leave.""Leave?" she shrieked, Loud enough for the entire house to hear her. "Leave? After everything? After you promised me forever? You were supposed to be mine, Raphy!"Ondina appeared behind me, her face a mask of confusion and then, registration."How the fuck did you get here?" Ondina positioned herself between me and Celeste."Ondina!" Celeste shrieked again, pointing a wobbly finger in her face. "You! How does it feel living MY life?! I was supposed to be Mrs. Lahsen! I was supposed to live in this house! I was supposed to-" before she could continue, Ondina pushed her in the chest."Back up or I'll call the police!" Before Celeste could launch into another tirade, An
Raphael"Are you sure we can pull this off, Raf?" she asked, her voice tight as she surveyed the mountain of unopened boxes in the living room."The movers have it all covered, my love. Don't stress. " I kissed her forehead."It's just, with it being the twins' birthday, and the family dinner... it's all happening so fast." I could understand why she would be overwhelmed.not only was the twins birthday, it was also moving day. I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her beautiful curls. "Hey, breathe. We've got this, little flower. I'm here, aren't I? And besides, you're forgetting the cater we hired." She chuckled, some of the tension left her shoulders. "you're right. I'm over reacting. I need to calm down.""Exactly! Now, tell me, what's priority number one?""Getting Cam and Camie's play area set up. If they're happy, we're all happy." We exchanged smiles.She was right. Those two could bring the the sky down on us if they weren't happy, but they were the best kind of
MasonBreathing was becoming a task for me. Every breath hitched a ragged protest against the pain that I was feeling every day, but today... today was different. The air hung heavier. It was like I could feel my time running out. I knew. Today was the end, and Ondina words clung to my heart. "You're gonna die here, and no one will miss you." A sigh escaped my lips. I could tase the blood in my lungs. My vision was patchy and it burned to keep my eyes open. They had gotten used to the dark after months of being in it, but now, they were struggling against the glow of that one single bulb I hadn't know was there. Ondina forgot to turn it off and this was a new kind of torture.I was left here, visibly able to see just how far gone I was. In the dark, I couldn't see much detail of myself, but now, I could see everything. I was far from the man I used to be, and I had no one to blame but myself. Regret was a useless emotion now. A luxury I could no longer afford, but it was there and
OndinaHis face was gaunt, his eyes sunken and hollow. His hair was longer and his facial hair was unkept, like he hadn't shaves in months. His clothes were worn and filthy, clinging to his sickly frame. He looked like he hadn't eaten in months. He was looking up at her, his eyes wide with a flicker of... 'was it hope?'Ondina took a step back when the memories crashed down on her like a tidal wave of horror and pain.She could remember the fear, the sting of the restraints cutting into her skin, and the relentless torment. She could remember his cruel laughters as he had enjoyed her suffering and how he mocked her as she cried. The memory that paralyzed her the most was his haunting groans of Camilles name as he repeated it over and over again while he used her body for his own gratification. She remembered the agonizing pain of premature labor and the fear for her unborn children as the darkness swallowed her whole. She remembered every single detail.He had taken everything from he
OndinaThree days earlierAfter a sleepless night, Ondina watched as Anna cooed over the twins. "You're a lifesaver," Ondina said, forcing a smile. "I'll be back as soon as I can.""Take your time," Anna said, already distracted with a game of peek-a-boo. "They're in good hands."Ondina kissed each of her twins on the top of their heads she said her goodbyes. "Be good for Anna," she murmured, her voice thick with a mother's anxiousness."They'll be perfect angels, Onny, now shoo." Anna fanned Ondina towards the door.Ondina slipped out the door, her heart pounding in her chest. She drove carefully. Once she was on the highway, she pressed down on the accelerator. She was feeling every bit of anxious, but she needed answers. The drive was agonizing. Doubts gnawed at her. What if she was wrong? What if she was overreacting? But then she was flooded with the memory of the look on Raphael's face every time he told her he had a business trip, and her resolve hardened.Finally, she rea
RaphaelAs I stepped onto the balcony, the crisp morning air caressed my face. Sunrise bled across the horizon, painting the building tops in hues of rose and gold. It was a beautiful day. A perfect day, almost.Inside, Ondina was stirring, the soft laughter of our twins, was already filling the air, letting us know they were awake. The thought of them tugged a smile onto my face. Two perfect, healthy babies. I was truly blessed. After everything, we were finally moving forward in a positive direction.I leaned against the metal railing, the cold was slowly creeping into my hoodie, but I barely noticed. My gaze began to drift towards the light traffic beneath me as my thought began to consume me. It's bee six months. Six months that we've had him. Six months of torture, and I still didn't feel the satisfaction I though I would.Thomas stepped beside me, his face looked strained. "Coffee's on," he muttered he lit a cigarette with a shaky hand."When did you get her?" I asked, pushing
OndinaOndina stirred her tea as she stared aimlessly. Raphael's conversation with Thomas kept playing on repeat in Ondina's head. 'What is he hiding from me?' She felt desperate to know who was in that cabin, and why Raphael was so desperate to keep it secret that he would lie to her.Ondina knew Raphael wasn't always forthcoming, but this felt different. It felt deliberate, and it made her feel uncomfortable. Her gaze drifted to the two sleeping infants in their bassinets. Cameron looked so much like his father, and Camille was a miniature version of herself. They were the reason she needed to know. Their fragile, innocent lives deserved a foundation built on truth, not secrets.Taking a deep breath, Ondina reached for her phone. She scrolled through her contacts until she found Raphael's mother's number. She played out in her head what she wanted to ask, but had no idea how she should go about it. After a few minutes, she took a deep breath and dialed. after a few rings, his mother