"I am sorry" I pleaded with my eyes closed. I could feel him breath near my neck. He started choking my neck, making me gasp for air due to lack of air. My eyes turned bright red.
I always prayed someone could save me. I wanted this everyday pain to go away but all my prayers were vain."Please.. I beg you" I begged again and in front of someone who loved seeing me in this pathetic situation. For once I wanted to be stronger in front of him, for once I wanted to be brave."Tell me who you are?" He spoke, mocking me. Why? Because he liked my answer."Speak. You disaster" He barked in front of my face. He never once called me with my real name instead gave me dirty names."I..am.." I sobbed tears Fallin down my cheeks. This whole time I kept my eyes closed."Open your eyes" He commanded, pulling my hair back. Because of his everyday pulling of hair my scalp gets swollen. I tried opening my eyes but it was difficult. My eyes felt heavy due to lack of sleep and crying. When I was not doing as his command.He himself forced my upper eyelids to open wide with his two fingers and I knew he would never leave me if I didn't do as per his requirement because his hold on neck was getting tighter and tighter."I am yours" I told him, shivering. He released his hand from my neck and pushed my body down on the floor and laughed hysterically. He loved when I submitted to him and I never said no to him.Why ?Because that way he would leave me alone. That was the only way which kept me going till now.He wasn't the villain of my story, it was me.Lyra Pov - It's been 19 years since he had taken me away from my home. "Will I ever be free again, Will I ever be happy? " These questions are eating me up these days. I don't know how I survived till now but these days it's slowly getting more difficult. I don't know when I looked at myself in the mirror the last time. The only thing I remember is my sapphire silver eyes which is also the reason I hate seeing myself; they make sure to remind me about the misery I am living through. I felt something warm making contact with my skin and immediately turned back to see him standing with empty bucket in his hands and I knew it was him. I wanted to scream, louder till my lungs blasted but I was not able to. I tried to move from my very own place when pain kicked in. Pain is all I felt. I could feel pain burning inside my bones.This pain was torturing me both physically and mentally. "You dirty little thing." I heard him shout. His shouting always made my heartbeat rise, not in a goo
Lyra POV - Today is the day I will die. He continued hitting and kicking the door and I knew at some point the door would break because of the force he was applying. "Lyra, you don't even know what mess you have created for yourself" He spoke bitterly when the door fell down straight on the floor. I wrapped myself with my hands bringing my knees closer to my chest and closing my eyes. I was a fool to think that my actions would make me disappear. He was angry, I heard him bend to my level but he was quiet like waiting for me to start the conversation. "You know you can't hide from me" He spoke those words with confidence like he would find me even if I tried to run and his words pierced my heart breaking into trillion pieces. I hated his confidence about me but more than that I think I hated myself because he was right."Look at me Little girl" He spoke with his gruff voice and I didn't dare to look at him.I knew it was going to turn worse but I still did not look at him. He pul
LYRA Pov-Did he just say that he was concerned about the road and not about me? "Please, I can walk sir" I told him straightly and somehow managed to get up. I knew If I didn't run fast he would find me so I left him behind and started walking. "Wait.. Hey!" I heard him shout behind me. I stopped because I was good with taking command but did not turn. Interacting with men was a hard thing for me specially when in your life you had come across only bad male. "I assume I am talking to you, ma'am" He said politely. He pretended like a good stranger but I knew why he helped me. I stayed quiet on his approach. When he knew I was not going to respond, he continued his talk. "You look exactly like someone.." He came near to my spot pointing at my face but maintaining a good distance. "For whom the entire pride of the country has left their work to give her tribute" He said. It sure was something important so tried listened to him attentively trying to understand the meaning behind hi
LYRA Pov- I curse you. I stayed on the cold floor but did not cry. Maybe because I was already accepting my life with him or maybe there was no way out now. I wanted to get up but my entire energy was drained. Right now the only thing which was consuming me was sleep. A peaceful sleep was all I needed. "Get up you lazy ass" His loud voice woke me and to bring me to sense he splashed cold water on my body. "Some guests are coming to the house. You need to make the arrangements" He informed me and threw some new clothes on my wet body and walked out. He was acting like everything was normal in between us. Like nothing happened between us. Like yesterday did not exist. I never once saw his guests, whenever they would come to the house he made sure to lock me inside my room.I dressed myself. Today I was not ready to stand before a mirror and look at myself. I knew that even the mirror would disgrace me if I stood before him. I did not have the courage to look at myself. I went do
LYRA Pov- I tried listening to the man trying to calm my mind but I couldn't calm down. It was like my body was not listening to me. He helped me sit on the bed. He then removed his cellphone from his pocket and started calling someone. He talked to someone and in a blink of a second four men rushed inside. They knew exactly what to do as one of them carried me in his arms and rushed out of the door. I was just shifted to the other room which was opposite my room and it was darker in colour and it looked sad. He gently placed me on the bed and soon a man dressed in white came inside and started examining me. Everything Started becoming blurry. I couldn't see or hear anything until I knew I lost consciousness. "She is diagnosed with ischemia in which her blood artery muscles tighten which reduces the flow of blood. Giving her cardiac arrest which makes her faint, sometimes it causes pain to several parts of body" I heard a faint voice speaking. "How are you going to cure her?" A
Lyra Pov There was not much on the plate, a few loaves of bread, finely cutted meat, soup and some greens. It was just a simple dinner with a small portion of food but somehow this dinner was so overwhelming for me that I lost my appetite. Maybe just maybe, because there was no one to serve me dinner or someone who would wait for me. This was not real I repeated in my head. I looked at him, he was too focused on cutting the meat which was already sliced into medium size. Suddenly the room temperature fell and I started feeling cold so I wrapped myself with my hands. For some reason I wanted him to notice but glad he didn't. I pulled the plate to my lap and started eating the medium size meat using my right hand. Wow! It tastes so good, I should learn to cook this way. I could feel all types of flavours in it and the most awakening part was that compared to its size it was soft. "Does it suit your taste?" He asked his focus still on the meat. After a few seconds he lifted his eyes
LYRA POV. "ты…" (You...)Before he could even complete the sentence I shut the door on his face. Hold on what sound did he make? What's more worse was that they were on guard here all the time. Are they keeping their eyes on me? I should have known better. These people have saved me just to keep me hostage. I couldn't breathe. It felt like something was stuck which was blocking my air passage. I needed open space, most importantly I needed air. Air I dropped down near the door on my knees hitting the floor with a loud thud. They must have heard that because not after long. " Открой дверь " (Open the Door) I heard them shout. He was hitting the door, probably wanting me to open the door. This Did not end there when they started kicking the door harder. I could feel the force they were applying in the door and this situation was scaring me. They were so loud so I crawled towards the nearest wall and covered myself with my arms. I buried my head inside my knees."Please let it pass
LYRA POV. It was already morning now. I was taken inside. I was the centre of attention and now we were sitting on the round table. I don't really understand their language so It's even more difficult to figure out things. I needed sleep. Once this all gets over I will find a place away from them and sleep, It's impossible… I was sitting on the very first chair near the door. This room could fit about 30 people. Its table was made with fine wood. The chair was huge and in the centre the chair was a little extraordinary. The chair itself was roaring authority. "Босс " ( Boss) All stood from their chairs as he entered. He was the one with whom I had dinner before. His shirt was crumpled. His eyes looked tired. Before our eyes could meet I turned my head. He definitely was the owner of this house because everybody would listen to him and he acts like he owns this. At least I got to know his name Boss. What language are they speaking? But he spoke to me in an Language I could unders
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