Elisa looked at the address and frowned. It was only half an hour away from Ansel's house. To think Audre was so close made her want to scream and cry. And now, she was about to walk right into Lion's den and present herself to Michael like some sort of sacrifice. But if it meant she'd get the chance to see her daughter and possibly rescue her from a terrible fate, so be it. She would die for that little girl.
But what about Ansel? Elisa felt like she was deceiving him by sneaking away without telling anyone. And that was the last thing she wanted to do, not after all that he was doing for the child that wasn't even his.
She wrote a quick note and placed it on top of the pillow. She didn't write down the address as Michael instructed, but she put his name down. That way, if something happened to her, Ansel would know who to blame.
She sneaked out through the back door without anyone noticing. Good thing Ansel told her the code to the alarm system, she thought
Oh snap! Did Elisa lie about Mikey being infertile? How did she know he is the father? Or is she lying to Mikey to get a rise out of him?
No one said anything for a while. "What the hell are you talking about?" Gerald spoke first. Michael's grip tightened on Elisa's shoulder. He wasn't saying anything but Elisa could feel the anger radiating from inside him. He was just about ready to explode. "Liar...you are lying," he hissed after a moment. "Yeah, Elisa. That's a good one. You are real funny. There's no way Mikey's her father. He told me he was infertile," Gerald barked. "That's what I thought at first, but it's not true. So now what do you have to say? Still don't care if someone has her?" Elisa looked into his eyes and challenged him. Michael moved quickly all of a sudden and grabbed her throat. He pushed her towards the wall then pressed her against it so she wouldn't be able to move. Elisa tried to untangle his fingers from her throat, but he was too strong. "You fucking bitch! You better stop before I kill you! She is Gerald's daughter. She has to be! The doctor t
Ansel was instructed to meet someone inside a busy café. That surprised him as he didn't expect to do this type of business amongst a crowd. What if someone hears them and calls the police? But he didn't have time to ponder. He needed to get to Audre as fast as he could. Ansel looked around the café to find the guy that matched the description provided in the email. He spotted him at the last booth against the wall. He was wearing a red shirt and black jeans. "The weather is perfect, isn't it?" Ansel repeated the quote sent in email he had to use as some kind of code. The man looked up and stared at the two men behind Ansel. His eyes turned dark. He must be suspicious of me, Ansel thought. "Don't worry about these guys. They are my bodyguards. I don't feel safe without them. Being a billionaire comes with risks," Ansel said. The man nodded and motioned him to sit down. "I am Nick. You will park your car in the parking lot behind the restaurant
The thundering noise of the gun explosion made Elisa's ears ring, and she couldn't hear anything for a while. She closed her eyes and pressed her palms on her ears, trying to make the pain go away. Hopefully, she wasn't deaf now. "Elisa! Eli..." She heard someone calling her name. Oh good...she didn't go deaf after all. She opened her eyes to find Michael hovering over her face. He used one of his hands to put pressure on his shoulder, which was bleeding profusely. Elisa looked around the room and gasped as she finally saw Gerald sprawled across the floor. The front of his shirt was soaked in red, and his face looked pale and unresponsive. Dead... That was the first thing she thought. Gerald is dead. Mikey shot him like an animal, and now he is covered. In his own blood. "He is dead," she said flatly. "You killed him." she couldn't look away. She had never seen a dead body up close like this. This used to be a m
Ansel was momentarily confused about Michael's desire to help him, but he didn't want to waste his time thinking about it. He looked at Elisa and proceeded to walk toward them, but someone grabbed him from behind before he could move forward. Oh, for fucks sake, give me a break! Ansel thought and tried to fight off the person who had his arms around his neck, choking him. Malachi managed to turn around and punch Michael off him, then kicked Michael on his ribs. "You just destroyed the good business relationship we had going, and for some puny little girl? Why? What's so special about her, hmm? Are you fucking his mother or what?" he barked. "That's my daughter, you asshole! You can't take her," Michael snarled. He was holding his sides like he was in pain, but he tried to stay standing up anyway. Ansel's eyes turned wide. What the hell is he saying? Audre was Gerald's daughter, wasn't she? He wiggled out of the man's chokehold and elbowed him
Elisa woke up with a severe headache. She tried to open her eyes but closed them immediately as the bright lights assaulted her eyes. Audre! She suddenly remembered and snapped her eyes open. She frantically looked around. No sign of her little girl. No...did they get her? She panicked. She got up and saw Ansel sprawled across the floor, his face covered in blood. She quickly moved towards him and checked his pulse. He was breathing. Oh, thank god, she thought. But she still had to find Audre. She heard shouting and screaming in the hallway inside and went in that direction. There was no one in the hallway. The screaming was coming from inside a room. She had to find out if Audre was in there. No time to be scared. She found a man unconscious in another room with his gun still in his hand, so she quickly grabbed it. The door was broken, so she leaned against the wall and peeked inside the room. She saw Michael trying to
"You are pregnant. With a baby?" Ansel said and stared at her blankly. Elisa rolled her eyes. "Yes, Ansel. With a baby. What else would I be pregnant with? Puppies?" "That's great...um...well...who is the father?" he asked awkwardly. Elisa glared at him. "For fuck's sake, did you just ask me that?" she cursed, forgetting they were still in the car with Audre. Ansel gasped and covered Audre's ears who was sleeping peacefully on his lap. "Shh...you're going to wake her up." He carefully placed her on the spot next to him and then covered her with his jacket. He looked at Elisa afterwards. "Elisa, I..." he stopped talking as he realized she was crying. He pulled her to his chest and stroked her hair. "I'm sorry, babygirl. That was a bad jo
"Breathe, Ansel, just breathe. Here, take a swig of this," Connor handed Ansel a small flask. "Unless it's liquid Xanax, I don't know how it would help," Ansel said irritably. "It's whiskey. It'll work like a charm and ease your nerves. You'll see," Connor said and gave him a thumbs up. Bastard. Connor and Anya eloped, so he had no idea what it felt like standing around waiting for the bride, Ansel thought. It was absolutely nerve-racking. His mind has been creating the most negative scenarios possible and he had no idea how to stop them. What if she changes her mind and decides to run away? Would she do that? If she does, she'd be stuck with not one but TWO of him. And they would drive her so crazy that she'd be forced to come back to him. Ansel found comfort in that. "Ansel, for fuck's sake, stop slouching," his mother Ariel barked next to him. "I wasn't slouching," Ansel said. "And wipe that scared look off your face
Three months have passed since their wedding. Ansel took Elisa to the gynecologist, and they found the gender of their twins. They were going to have two girls. "How did you know?" Ansel asked her on the way home. "Know what?" she looked at him with confusion. "How did you know you were pregnant with girls? You gave me girls' names when you announced your pregnancy back then," Ansel asked. "I had no idea. I made those names up to shock you. They were girl names by pure coincidence," Elisa giggled. "Well, your wish came true. So now I have to deal with three hormonal teenage girls in my house. God help me," Ansel let out an exaggerated sigh. Elisa wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Oh, stop being grumpy. It'll be great," she said. Ansel smiled. "I know." Things were great since they passed their dark times. With both Mike and Gerald being gone, there were no more threats left in their lives.