LYDIA SMITH WALTON POV. I saw her lying in the bed connected with all the tubes going inside her body. Her suffering made my heart ache. How could someone do this to someone? How inhumane can someone be? What wrong did this little girl have done to them? The doctor's were busy treating her and I stood silently inside the room taking a corner. I knew I couldn't do anything to make her feel better now. So, I was praying for her to recover soon. I wanted her to talk to me even though it wasn't confirmed that she was my daughter. I made up my mind to adopt her.Arnold had told me that she was working as his employee and was somehow connected to Rothschild. I also shared with him that they were the one who told me that Lyra was our daughter and had given the address.When I read the message that her name was Lyra. There was this ray of hope lighting in my heart. I saw the pictures and was convinced that she was my daughter. Arnold went soft when he saw her. I could see the protectiven
LYRA POV. I heard them and I felt them but I don't remember them. There was nothing special in my life and so I was not expecting them to be. My life was in the dark and I let myself stay in the dark. I did try to accept the light but the darkness pulled me again. I was bound to stay in darkness. My destiny was written to be in darkness and I was trying in vain to run towards the lights and as a result I was thrown away again. I had seen the violence in my life; they were the only thing my life showed me. The words like Love, Family, Friends were never meant for me though I learned them but received no gain. I should accept my fate but why was I still longing for it. Why was I waiting to be rescued? This question doesn't entirely have a logical answer. Maybe because I was a human who wanted to be loved. Who wanted to feel complete. I laughed at my thought. My life was just so bad that even death didn't want to accept me. Just when I would think I was going to die someone or
LYRA POV. I heard them and I felt them but I don't remember them. There was nothing special in my life and so I was not expecting them to be. My life was in the dark and I let myself stay in the dark. I did try to accept the light but the darkness pulled me again. I was bound to stay in darkness. My destiny was written to be in darkness and I was trying in vain to run towards the lights and as a result I was thrown away again. I had seen the violence in my life; they were the only thing my life showed me. The words like Love, Family, Friends were never meant for me though I learned them but received no gain. I should accept my fate but why was I still longing for it. Why was I waiting to be rescued? This question doesn't entirely have a logical answer. Maybe because I was a human who wanted to be loved. Who wanted to feel complete. I laughed at my thought. My life was just so bad that even death didn't want to accept me. Just when I would think I was going to die someone or
LYDIA SMITH WALTON POV."Who are you?" I heard her speak for the very first time. Her voice was so soft and elegant. Arnold looked at her with emotion which couldn't be spoken out in words. He looked at her but didn't dare to say a thing. Arnold looked at my side for a couple of seconds and I didn't tell him anything. It was difficult for both of us to tell her that We were her parents.Who was supposed to protect her. Arnold smiled at her and started speaking. "I will tell you but first you need to understand that We Love you." Arnold said and this made Lyra look at him. She was always staring at us but her stares were modified versions. Like she would stare a bit deeper into our eyes when our talk would make her interested. Like she was doing now. I loved my child so much that I just couldn't bear to see her mute all day and not talk to us.I knew she needed time and we were giving her the time she needed but it was making me lose my patience. I wanted to talk to her and hear h
LYRA POV. I was getting acquainted with them as the hours were passing. They seemed harmless and they didn't do anything to make me feel bad or hurt me. "So, tell me who was a hard-working one." He asked me. He was telling a story about an ant and a grasshopper. I thought for a second. The grasshopper was enjoying the summer and playing with his instrument all day but the ants worked hard and collected food for themselves. "Hmm, ants." I told him. "Good, You are very smart my little bud." He complimented me and I smiled at him. "But?" I asked him when he started to look at his Phone.."Yes, tell me." He said and looked at me with a soft gaze. "He just wanted to enjoy the summer." I said to him, I saw him smile at my words."Now, You have a point." He said and I felt proud. Of Course I had a point. Why do people blame the one who just wants to enjoy themselves?"It's actually the ant who failed to enjoy the summer." I told and I saw his smile widened to a point that I could see
ARNOLD/RONALD WALTON POV. "She does go through a lot of abuse but it's kind of Intersting to note." He said and paused for a moment. I looked at his immersing gaze. His eyes were fixed at the monitor's screen and he looked quite shocked and this made me a little anxious.My Little Bud was already going through a lot and I didn't want her to suffer any more pain. It breaks my heart everytime seeing her. She has bruises everywhere there isn't a place where she doesn't have them. Her eyes look scared when she sees a new face. I have seen her fighting in a nightmare."It's a…just have a look here Ronald" Steve said turning the monitor to my direction and he walked to my seat I was sitting on. I have been friends with him since we were in college. He was majoring in surgeries while I was in Business. He had been a very ambitious and talented one. Choosing his hospital for Lyra's treatment was the safest so far but it would be stupid to stay here longer. I chose him because I knew him
ARNOLD/RONALD WALTON POV. 4 Days after the rescue. My sleep breaks when I sense Lydia talking to someone on the phone. As the conversation gets deeper Lydia gets anxious with each second. For some reason I knew it was related to Lyra so I moved my head away from her lap and shifted.Lydia gets up and slowly walks out making sure not to wake Lyra. I feel cold and my eyes shoot open. I rub my eyes and see Lyra sleeping safely on the bed.I look at the time. It's time for Lyra's injection. I get up and walk towards the bathroom. I put water on my face and washed it. I saw my reflection on the mirror which is just above the base wash. I put my hands on either side of the sink looking at myself deeply. "This is my second chance " I whispered to myself. I walk out of the washroom and see Lydia already inside the room. She looked a little tense and tried. As I walk near Lyra's bed I see Lyra holding hands with Lydia. "I got news that some spies are set out for us." She said, "I know."
LYRA POV. My heart was beating loudly like a drum. I could only think of two possibilities here: he would turn and hug me with love or tell me to stop calling him that but mostly I feared that he would turn with a raged eyes. I waited for his reaction. I was scared for anything worse but then my mind was constantly telling me to calm down. Wow! What was that? I felt a forward jerk on my body and then heard a screening sound which hurt my ear. I put the palm of my hands on either side of it but still the noise reached my ear. I pressed harder and harder but could still hear it. The noise had taken over my brain and this was numbing my senses. I felt my entire body vibrate. I tugged my legs closer to my chest and pressed harder on both my ears and dug my face in between my legs. The feeling was worse and the injection on my hands was no better."Lyra.." I hear him call me. I felt warmth in his voice. He hugged me securely. "Oh! Little Girl…" I felt his hands and then I was being
LYRA POV. Who is crying? Stop it.Again that loud voice.What are you injecting in me? "Lyraaa.." They take my name."Hmm." I say."Doctor..Doctor." someone yells.Stop being loud I want to say but before that I really want to see the face of the person who is shouting near my ear. "She opened her eyes." Mom.She was crying. I see dark circles around her eyes. "How are you feeling dear?" She asks and just then Dad comes beside her.The doctor comes in and checks on me. She gives a report about me and I hear her.I do feel weak because of the antibiotics in me. I was shot with two bullets. One of them just passed through my skin while the other Injured my arms. Right to be specific. There's a high chance that I won't be able to lift heavy things or work from them. I am happy because I never loved to work but a corner of my heart feels sad. After the doctors left. Mom cries her heart out telling me how I was knocked out for six days and how Loren went crazy seeing you lying in be
LYRA POV.It's the day we return back home. Three days here were the best days. Lorenzo feels like a family to me and I have discussed this with no one so far.It's just my feelings. I think it was the best decision to give him a chance. His anger is not in control fully but I know he will never take such measures on anyone."It's time to go, Sweetheart." Lorenzo calls me. I smile at him and walk to him."Can I kiss you?" He asks and that's the best thing about him. He never does something without my consent. "Hmm." I say. "I'll take that as yes." He says and kisses my lips. I don't think I have ever received so much love on a kiss.He never once made me feel like he was taking advantage of me but always showed me love and nothing else."Are you Miss Walton?" A sudden knock on my door makes my heart Jump out my chest."Jess, Yes I am in." I shout at the door. "Miss Walton is safe. I repeat, Miss Walton is safe. Secure the area." I panic when I hear his tone."Stay here." Loren says
LORENZO POV. Mr. Walton called me this morning when I was inside the warehouse doing my morning exercise. We tried everything on them but none of them gave us the name of the mastermind behind all this.The only thing they ever say is that he is someone closer than we think. Mr. Walton wanted me to get to his house as soon as possible. I know it was because of Lydia. After turning the whole world around we found her.She still hasn't explained to us why she was staying in such a place when she had everything. This made me doubt at her but Mr. Walton didn't look like he was leaving her there.I only help back because of Lyra. She has been dying to see her and after she went through I can't let her suffer more.If she wants something then she will get it. I reached the mansion. Nothing really changed except the security.Mr. Walton updated the security and I don't think anybody will ever try to sneak in. "Good morning Mr. Walton." I greet him. I see Lydia descending the stairs. I don
LORENZO POV.How dare he enter my territory without any fear and think I would leave him just like that.Here I am in Romania waiting inside the private jet to get the signal so I can enter the country without notice. "I don't think we will get more time." Beck says and he is right."I'm sure we will have enough time to finish him." I say and they all nod in response."I still can't believe you guys pulled out of the saloon. I have been maintaining my image and you guys trashed it today." Oreal said annoyed at us. Well she can't be blamed.The only girl who doesn't care about what people think is Lyra. I don't think anything is affecting her now. She is very busy now with the new project and lots of things.I really admire how she is giving her best in everything. I have seen her design and it's just amazing. Her design stands apart from everyone. "Great, 2 hours." Paul announces and I smile. "Get going boys." Stepheno calls out in sleep and we enter the Romania border. We have alr
LYRA POV. I was getting ready in my room and my mind wouldn't allow me to think about anything else. I trust whatever Dad told me but I still want to know the truth. I talked to Dad about Andrew and I am happy he helped me clear things about everything. I decided to call Andrew by his name because he didn't really deserve to be called father. Mom was on her way here that's what Dad told me so I didn't call her.I know what this meeting was about but there was this feeling inside me which was making me nervous for some reason. Lorenzo was going to be with me and I have to say. That movie night showed me a gentler side of him. He is an angry man but the way he is learning to control himself makes me happy.It's his progress and he is successfully completing it. I wonder if I will ever overcome my fears. I know my strength but I am also afraid of my weakness."Little Bud, are you done?" Dad asked from the door."Argh…Dad not again." I say looking at myself for the last time in the mi
RONALD WALTON POV. I have been thinking how to keep Lyra away from everything going on. I don't want her involvement in anything. So I have decided that it will be today.Today is the day I will announce it to the world. That's final I have decided."Good morning Mr. Walton." My P.A greets me through the call. "Good morning. I would like you to arrange an urgent meeting with the BOD and then I want the legal department and Planning department to be present in the meeting." I told him.Generally, I allow room for mistakes but today I don't think I will be able to tolerate anybody causing any mistakes."When are we planning to have this meeting? Sir?" He asked. I thought about it and calculated it roughly."3pm. Conference hall." I said and cut the call. If Stepheno is tapping my call I will kill that child this time."Send Stepheno in." I say and the phone starts ringing."Hello Mr. Walton" He greets."I will be visiting Lyra today." I say and he replies quickly."Dew will be accompan
STEPHENO POV. He was still on the cloth he wore last. He didn't look like the age he should look and that surprised the rest of the room."It's an honour to meet you Mr. Walton." Oreal spoke for everyone in the room because the boys went all mute for some reason.The one who looked lost was Paul. His presence affected him the lot. Oreal took a step towards Mr. Walton and greeted him and then the rest followed except Paul. The hatred was what was blocking him. "I think I remember you…." Mr. Walton said when Paul wasn't moving from his place."Paul Klein." He addressed himself."Yah right, I didn't think you would be related to Rothschild." He said and his words did shock me. I wonder if that is a diss or compliment. "It's nice meeting you in person." Paul said coming out from his place. He then extended his hand and Mr. Walton took it gently and shook his hands like he was his close associate.I wanted to introduce everyone personally but he was in a rush for some reason. I cut the
STEPHENO POV. We have been trying to track Mr. Walton's location for hours and it's a very difficult task as his location keeps fluctuating with every passing minute.It's sure that he had some kind of protection installed in his device that is helping him to cover his tracks. I wonder what Mr. Walton is upto that he needed this type of security. Kia and Pual are working hard too but the results are not something we are proud of. We tried finding Lydia Walton and were quite successful until the signal failed.It looked like someone was trying their best to cover them both and that man was faster than us. In all the mess I texted Lorenzo and updated him about the issue here. He too was frustrated after hearing the result. "Hey! How about we take a break?" Kia asked me, I nodded my head and he walked out of the room with his cell phone.Among all, Kia was really giving up his precious time because his wife was pregnant and no woman would want her husband away in his time.I should t
LYRA POV. I walked towards my bed for support when my entire body collapsed on the floor and I hit my head on the concrete. The pain I felt made me scream out that I heard footsteps approaching my room. I held my head so tightly thinking it would reduce my pain even though I knew nothing was going to happen. "Are you okay?" I heard their questions. My full focus was on my head so I didn't reply to them but I did nod my head. " Please don't cry." He coaxed me and it was not something people have done for me. We both were sitting on the floor, him being in front of me. "It hurts." I tell them and cry in front of them like a kid. "I will get some ice for her." Matt says and he walks out of the room leaving me and Lorenzo. "Show me where you are hurt?" Lorenzo asks softly and I look at him with tears filled in them. I remember what he warned about crying earlier. "Everywhere" I tell him and tears roll down my cheeks like rain."What did I say about crying the last time?" He asks