Lillian " Oh, it seems like your boss's brother is here ", Jade said, pulling us apart. My eyes darted to the clock on the wall. It wasn't even an hour yet, so why was he here so soon?" Oh shit, I haven't even had my bath yet!" Jade rolled her eyes "Relax, Lily, we are not even sure if it's him. It might be the neighbours or maybe someone else. I'll go check". She left the next second and was back in a jiffy. "It's Nico, he's here to pick me up. I'll see you later, Lily." She squealed.And just like that. She picked up her bag and exited the room. I didn't even get the chance to ask when she was moving out.Just then, my phone made a beep sound. I picked it up to see a text from the almighty Mr Stone's face. He was requesting that I dress properly for the conference at 3:00 p.m.I rolled my eyes; if the conference was at 3:00 p.m., then why did I have to go to work before 10. Considering that I had worked overnight. Sighing, I went into the bathroom to have a bath, after which I
Lillian."Mrs Ace, are you sure you have something suitable to wear?". He said taking a turn on 9th street. We were 10 minutes from where I lived." Well, yes ".He glanced at me and then back at the road ahead. " If this turns out to be a waste of time, I'm subtracting 20 dollars from your pay ". I swallowed." It's that black dress I wore on my second day ". The car immediately came to a halt and if I wasn't wearing a seatbelt, my head would have crashed on the glove box."Why did you stop so suddenly!". I shrieked in annoyance.He didn't even apologize; he just turned the car around and sped off."Where are you going now!" He remained silent. I finally snapped. " I hope you remain dumb forever". He finally turned in my direction, slowing down a little. His left brow was twitching indicating agitation."You are not dressing like a high school girl going clubbing to the conference !". I wanted to say something to counter his words, but I was at a loss. After a few minutes, we
Lillian" Mrs Ace ?" "Yes, Zayden ". I said wriggling my brows at him.You should see the expression on his face. I had to stifle my laughter, even his ears turned red. He cleared his throat. " What did you do with all that food? ". I wasn't expecting him to ask about that. "I've been munching on them little by little ". " All by yourself?" I nodded. " Yep, do you want some . I could get some for you, it's indirectly yours too ". He sighed. " We're here ". I then realized that we had arrived at the conference. I suddenly tensed. There were a lot of expensive-looking people and cameras and a long red carpet at the entrance. The flashlight was blinding "Umm, am I to wait here ?".He scoffed." Then why did you come in the first place ".I swallowed as I got out of the car. I was having cold feet. The air alone seemed intimidating. " Relax, all you have to do is nod and smile". He assured me. We began walking towards the entrance when we were stopped by a high-pitched voice.
Zayden Grabbing her hand, I dragged her forcefully away from that piece of trash. I despise her interactions with Aiden, it makes my blood boil. " Let go of me !" She tried freeing herself from my grip, but I wasn't going to stop till we were away from the crowd. I dragged her upstairs and onto the balcony of the hall.I finally let go of her hand, watching as she fumed."What is wrong with you !" She yelled freeing herself from my grip." I'm going to say this once ". I told her taking a step closer."Stay away from my brother !" She snorted." It's none of your business who I associate with ". I gritted my teeth." You are my secretary, not his; you are only allowed to spend nothing more than three minutes in his company". Crossing her hands over her chest, she flipped her hair over her shoulder." Care to explain why ?" "Because I said so !" She snickered, turning to leave." I'd rather keep company with someone who doesn't have anger issues"I grabbed her wrist, irritatio
Zayden I got up to take my leave, I had wasted enough time already. “Where did you think you're going, son?” “Anywhere but here,” I replied coldly. Aiden snorted.“let him go, Dad, no one is going to love a deranged psychopath.” I let the waves of anger coursing through my body take control of my reflexes and the next second. My fists were right on his face. I punched him so hard that my knuckles hurt. I was breathing heavily as I watched blood slip down his nose and lips. “Zayden!”My Father yelled, rushing over to his side just like he always does. I wanted to hit him again, but Sage had grabbed my hand.“Zay! Calm down.” I freed myself from her loose grip, turning on my heels to exit the room. “Zayden!”My father called making me pause in my tracks. “I should have sent you to therapy; you are becoming a monster. You just made your brother bleed!”He yelled. Aiden coughed, spitting blood on the black carpet.“It's okay dad, it's not the first and probably won't be the last.
ZaydenI stepped on the gas; the faster I got home, the better. I had turned the mirror away from her or I might end up running into a tree. Her white dress was lying on the passenger seat beside me, which only meant she was in nothing but her underwear. The thought of her half-naked made heat rise to my ears. From the first day, I laid my eyes on her when she bumped into me, her red hair and freckles caught my attention. I won't lie to myself, I'd been attracted to her since then, but I masked it every day with my usual cold and indifferent personality. I don't do love, but I sure as hell want her in my bed. Her little snores filled the silence as I drove down the highway. It took twenty minutes to finally arrive at my house and then I was faced with another problem - Getting her out of the car.She was half naked, assuming I was a gentleman, I should show her some respect and not sneak glances at her body. But I'm the complete opposite, every nerve in
Lillian The throbbing pain woke me up. I knew this pain all too well.Hangover.This was why I hated drinking. The only thing I remembered was sipping more glass of that delicious wine than an average person should and now it feels like my head was about to fall off. I sat up and took in my surroundings. This wasn't my room, my room was three times smaller than this. This place was screaming luxury. I don't know where I was or whose house this was.There was only one way to find out. Trudging towards the door, I came across a lobby. It was spacious and grey. The tile was pitch black. Whoever lived here loved dull colours. I kept walking till I found myself in the kitchen.“ you're finally awake ?” The hair on my back stood erect as the voice filled my eardrums.Slowly I turned to meet my boss. He was wearing a plain t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He looked different, he looked extra handsome. His muscles clung to the shirt like magnets. He raised a brow, a sly smile on his
LillianMy life changed for the worse after we kissed. Zayden kissed me. Yes, he kissed me. And this was how it happened. I came to work that day in a good mood, Aiden had dropped me off that morning and zoomed off. We had a nice conversation, and I laughed a lot. I came into the office to meet a frowning boss.“He's dropping you off now? ” he had hissed at me as soon as I stepped in.“umm, well it was a kind gesture .” I don't even know why I was explaining myself. I don't need to.He got up and closed the distance between us.“He has been driving you home every day and dropping you off, is that what you call a kind gesture.”He seemed irritated, more like jealous.“well, yes.” I shrugged.He raised a brow, obviously not convinced.“what's your deal anyway? There's nothing wrong with your brother driving me home.” I furrowed my brows. Maybe if he had been nicer then he would be the one driving me home. He placed both hands on the wall behind me, our bodies merely inches apart
Zayden Oliver groaned, clutching his injured arm. I ran over to him, more gunshots firing through the air." Take whoever is shooting down, right now!" I yelled.I knelt beside him, trying to put pressure on the wound." Ahh...fuck! You didn't tell me it hurt this much." He groaned, his face turning beet red.I tore a piece from my jacket and wrapped it around the wound to stop the bleeding." What? Did you expect an orgasm?" I crooked a brow.He threw a glare my way or at least tried to. His face twisted in agony as I lifted him up.I can't carry him any more than this because my gunshot wound was still fresh. I did not want to reopen it, at least not yet." Stay here and call for help if you can't bear the pain," I told him.He shook his head "No way, I'm going in." " Can you handle it?" He stood on both feet, sweat pouring down his face." It's just my left arm, I can manage." I scrutinized him for a moment and then shook my head." You look like you are going to pass out. Go ba
Zayden We spent half an hour trying to shake off the cops.They were very persistent and chased us around town. We managed to take down two of their cars, but no casualties were obtained. And then, finally, we lost them. " I think we should shift the rescue to tomorrow night." Oliver suggested." Hell, no! I'm getting my wife back today!" I countered.Oliver did the face slap." It's almost daybreak. The journey to Delaware would be a long one, and then it would be broadcast tomorrow morning that an inmate broke out of his cell." " Then we better start now," I added, walking over to the back of the van to change my bloodied clothes. Oliver had successfully removed the bullet manually and stitched me up. I had to force myself to think of Lillian's boobs so I wouldn't pass out from the pain.Oliver sighed but didn't say anything more. " Let's run over the plan then," I spoke up, gathering all the men together." The search starts from here," I said pointing at an old manor. "It's
Zayden The hands of the clock ticked very slowly. I didn't sleep, I stayed up and counted each second. It kept ticking, each second felt like an hour. Five...four....three...two...one!Midnight.I walked over to the bars, there was a camera right in front of my cell. It was in every cell in the precinct. My eyes were glued to it, waiting for the blinking red light to switch off. I waited while glancing at the clock at intervals. The officers that went on patrol would be back by 2pm so I had two hours to break out of this place. A minute passed and nothing happened. I began pacing; it's just a minute, right? Maybe Blondie got jammed with something. He can't possibly back out, I'm giving him six hundred fucking dollars. My hands were jerking uncontrollably. I glanced at the clock again; five minutes had passed, and I could still see that blinking red light from the cameras. I tugged my hair, I'll wait a little longer. I don't want to have to resort to drastic measures.I double
Zayden Just like I predicted, Thomas was found dead the next morning. It was broadcast on the radio that he was brutally murdered in his home at 1 pm last night. The surviving wife and child were taken into police custody immediately, and a thorough search for Tyrell was set in motion. Once again Tyrell left his signature in the gory scene. The state was in an uproar. The police began night patrol but I knew that wouldn't stop him. The police needed extra forces, so the officers in the precinct were reduced by, half, which thankfully was to my advantage. At night, half the officers would go out for patrol to protect their citizens, and that's when I'd break out I have about eight hours before nightfall. I'd lie if I said I wasn't nervous butt at this point, I couldn't care less. The only problem I was faced with was getting the keys from Blondie. He would keep watch tonight, I planned on bribing him, but there's a fifty per cent chance that it would work. I'll just have to
Zayden Aiden was soaring high. He was making a name for himself in my place. I was forced to listen because that stupid blondie refused to turn off the radio. I didn't complain after; at least I got to know what was happening in the outside world. Aiden launched a project, and it gained fame; he received praise here and there. The press was all over him, some releasing articles saying The company has doubled its assets since Aiden stepped in. Apart from that, the news was boring. I had sent another message to my dad through Oliver. He refused to see me and asked that I be patient till the day before my trial which was eleven days from now. I'm not a patient man.I had no choice but to fall back to breaking out of prison. Don't get me wrong, I haven't done this before, and I still have no idea how I am going to go about it. I've seen a few movies, so breaking out of prison shouldn't be that hard right?Wrong!It's as hard as hell, even with the blueprint at the back of my min
Zayden I was kept in a cell. I would be transferred to Fox River prison if I was found guilty two weeks from now.It's not that I don't trust my lawyer, the worst that could happen would be me getting locked up but with a reduced sentence, Maybe forty years.I cringe at that thought, it wouldn't bother me so much if Lillian was coming to see me.But the fact that she still hadn't been found was eating me up from the inside.My plan failed; I couldn't get my father to talk, and I cursed myself for it.I still had another chance before my trial which was in two weeks. I sent a message to my father asking for us to meet privately.He at first refused but then sent in his response just yesterday. The only problem was that he would grace me with his presence a day before my trial. I can't wait that long.I can't wait two weeks before I get out of here, Lillian needs me. I paced my cell, tugging on my hair. I was slowly losing my mind. I pushed myself up against the bars, banging on th
Lillian. I used my fingers to detangle my messed up hair while staring at my reflection through the water in the bowl Falco brought me a while ago.I bite down on my lower lip suppressing the sob that threatened to fall out. My hair was barely shoulder length and cut irregularly. I've never felt this much rage in my entire life. That painful urge to pick up a fork and stab it through that bitche's eye was eating at me.Yes, I was helpless but I knew I would get rescued and these fuckers would pay.I'll personally shave every single hair off her scalp with my bare hands.I wasn't too surprised when she walked in yesterday, at first she had a mask on her face but her swollen tummy gave her away.That look in her eyes was like she had already won. I didn't do anything stupid and just remained quiet till I was taken back to the basement.Now here I was preparing for the night.Falco came in placing the bowl of rice on the floor. It's the same old rice and eggs but thankfully no apple t
Zayden Dressed in a black Armani three-piece suit, he stood before the podium, cameras flashing their lights in all directions." You're going to be in the newspaper tomorrow, Zay." Oliver chortled.I shrugged."I guess I'm getting famous." My father cleared his throat, and then a drained expression formed on his face. I've known him long enough to know when he was faking an act. Right now, he was faking it." It's with utmost sorrow that I stand before you here today. I should have addressed this issue sooner instead of letting it lie low till now." He began, his eyes looking over the crowd. " As a citizen of this great country, I must abide by the laws of our land, and an outlaw remains an outlaw regardless of whether he or she is a family member or not." He paused, using a napkin to wipe the sweat off his face."The news of my son's crimes must have circulated by now. Some of you have questioned my credibility and the credibility of my assets. The revelation has been a great blo
ZaydenIt's been four days!Four fucking long days.I paced the room, my hand tugging my hair violently. I went back to where Oliver was tapping away at the keyboard. " Anything?" I asked for the tenth time now.I heard him sigh." Nope! There's no trace of the van." I clenched my fists tightly, I was going crazy every second. The van which abducted my wife was last seen at Bridgeton.The cops took two fucking days to find it, and then they couldn't do anything past there. If I owned a police station, I'd burn down the place, including those incompetent jerks in uniforms. I took matters into my own hands and began the search myself along with Oliver. So far, progress has been slow. There was no facial ID, not even a glimpse of the driver. The only lead we had was the van's plate number, which was last seen in Bridgeton. Whoever they were, it was either they dumped the vehicle at Bridgeton to lure us away from the initial location, or we were not just looking deep enough. My fir