"Yes, Andrew. I'm fine," I say and look away from him. He runs his hand down my arm."I hope so," he says again. "Because a beautiful girl like you should not be upset over something or someone," He says. I look at him with furrowed eyebrows, "You should probably get ready, um- Adrian just arrived."
My headache never stopped due to how many times Tonya pulled at my hair, and once or twice, she slammed it against the wall. Or it could be that I haven't taken my medication for my tumor. I don't know what is causing me this splitting headache, but I know it feels like I'm dying.Andrew and Tonya s
"You know, it's been a good few days," She said, purposely not letting us know how long we had been here. "I actually want to talk," she said when we said nothing. Then she sighs, "Come on, where's the pleading? Aren't you going to try to talk to me?" I gritted my teeth in anger.Crazy.That is what
The Billionaires Heirs Adrian… I was losing it, it had been well over a few days, and I had not found them yet. I didn't know what to think anymore. The tech guys from the company had admitted that retrieving the cut footage was impossible. But I didn't let them stop; they had to go through every
Patricia stirred, and a low moan came from her. I open my eyes and look over at Patricia, catching Andrew's attention as he looks at her. She was now glaring at him then he turned back to me with a sinister sparkle in his eyes, "How are you?" he asked, his voice gentle and soft. I didn't say anythi
The next few minutes were a blur as I wasn't sure what happened. When Tonya, Patricia, no movement came from her. Then Andrew came in, his face white with rage as his nose flared ad his eyes were no less than glaciers. He pulled Tonya, snatching the gun from her before shoving her to the ground hard
The Billionaires Heirs Ashley… I was somewhere, I didn't know where because I couldn't see, it was like I was swallowed in darkness. I realized I was in water, I was swimming. I didn't know whether I was breathing, but it seemed so. I looked up and could still see nothing, I had no idea where to s
"Ashley?" I hear a voice and feel the person touch my arm. "No," I croaked. "No, No." I chant. "Don't touch me. No. No" "Ashley, hey, hey. It's me, Jason. You are okay, you're okay." I hear the voice again. "No, No." I keep repeating. It's him. It must be him. I was dreaming that someone shot him