It was a sunny Friday, the weather was perfect for walking to the clinic, which was not too far from there. Just five blocks.
"You're crazy," Ayden deferred, grabbing his briefcase. "You're not walking.""Please, if I get tired I call a cab," the young pregnant woman insists. "I haven't been able to walk to Central Park, it gets dark too early."Ayden rubs his forehead heavily."I'll walk you, as soon as you get there, okay? I'll give you your space, or I'll just sit on a bench while you walk back and forth" he suggests, intending to get her to agree."Okay..." she says, taking her bag as well.They both go down in the elevator, but say no more to each other. Ayden has kept his promise to keep his distance.When they arrive, there are more people than usual, all dressed in suits."Good morning, Miss Harley," greets John."Good morning, John, who are they?" she asks him rather than Ayden."They are your bodyguards "warns Ayden behind"Are you deaf?" she asks wryly. "I already told you I'm not. It's clear that Arya is not safe in your hospital, so they stay. Yes or yes.""You're fucking arrogant," Mark whispers, only for Ayden to hear him."Yeah, but what I've got as a fucker, is proportional to what you've got as a whiny little mama's boy," she sneers remembering old times.Mark angrily punches Ayden in the face, who punches him back in the jaw."That's all it takes," Arya says, grabbing her purse and stepping away.The people around her move away and others mill about as the Emory brothers put on their show.Arya, angry at the situation, turns away from them and heads back to the ER."Get them away," she calls to her bodyguards, who immediately intervene to try to separate them.By the time they finally manage to do so, Arya is no longer there. She has left them."A Pair of Neanderthals," she whispers as she prepares a suture kit.And as imagined, both brothers
The days soon passed; Arya was in her seventh month of pregnancy. Ayden had ordered all the mirrors removed from her “meditation room”, so that the remodeling work could begin."Everything will be ready by the time the baby is born," Daniel reported, standing next to Arya. "The decorator is coming. I think you should go."Daniel, seeing the disappointment on Arya's face, feels sorry for her."Don't misunderstand me. I mean for emotional health" he clarifies, trying to be empathetic. "It will be less difficult for you if you don't get involved in this.""Involve me less, you say? When the child is carrying half of my genes, and I'm the one gestating it, feeling every movement or when it hiccups…. What a stupid thing to say" she declares, walking away angrily from there."Arya, don't be angry," Daniel asks in vain. She has already gone downstairs on her way to her bedroom."What I should do is get away from this place, go to Cary again," she mutters, entering the hallway to her room, bu
"Thanks anyway, you're a sweetheart," she says, giving him an innocent kiss on the cheek then walking away, answering her benefactor's call."Arya, what happened, are you okay?" he asks worriedly."I am, my mother isn't, I have to go to her," she says with her voice cracking."I'm on my way to the clinic, I'll see you in the ER," he warns getting out of the car and hangs up.Arya walks as fast as she can to get her things and meets a pale Ayden at the ER entrance, just as promised."You got here fast," she mentions, handing him his work bag."I was on my way home, I wanted to change for a business lunch," she clarifies. "John called me. What do you know about your Mirella?""He spoke to me, claimed me, said he already knew everything and then there was a commotion; they hung up on me," she says, trying to call her mother back, but it sends straight to voicemail."I'm sorry," she expresses sincerely.They both get into the car and John drives them to the resting place where his mother
The couple -not a couple-, had arrived at Ayden's apartment. Arya was going with a broken heart and mind. Meanwhile, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to comfort her, but he had already exceeded his limits on other occasions, all involving or on behalf of his son. On this occasion, however, it was purely personal to the girl.Her ramblings distracted him from his duty as a knight."Miss Arya, are you well," Bea asks when she sees her arrive with puffy eyes.It was well known to all the friction between the two. They even whispered when they weren't about the compatibility of their characters or how they were such opposites that it made them attracted to each other.“No” Ayden answers for her. “It's no good. Take her to the living room, I'll be right back.”"Yes sir," Bea affirms and patiently and tenderly leads Arya away.The young woman lies lost in thought, sad and desperate."Miss, if there is anything we can help with
The next morning, he decides to ignore it. He gets up earlier and calls himself a cab. He decides to go down the stairs and the main entrance and not the elevator to the garage.Neither John nor his bodyguards notice this. They expected him to go down with Ayden as he does every day or most days. He heads straight to his mother's nursing home and once there he goes straight to her bedroom.She lies peacefully asleep. When she awakens, breakfast has already been brought to her, so Arya offers to give it to her."I remember when you were a little girl, your dark hair, long and straight. I used to call you my little Snow White," her mother murmurs haltingly."I don't remember," Arya confesses, but she feels melancholy that her mom would tell her something like that.She usually doesn't talk about it ever.A call on her phone interrupts her. Arya checks and sees that it's Mark."Hello," Mark greets. "Hi, Mark," she says with a smile on her lips."
Arya lies in her recliner, eyes closed, AirPods on, listening to “Chasing cars” by Snow Patrol. Concentrating on every word, she imagines a world where everything is perfect, one where the millionaire's heart is her own. Where he allows her to get close, to touch him, to love him. But it is not so. Her world is reduced to a misery of time-sharing, of feigned smiles and interest founded on a simple business. She sings her heartbroken voice softly, but even so it is heard in the hallway. Ayden, who waits for her to finish singing before approaching, remains leaning against the nearby wall. Daniel Cheng was right when he told her that she was falling in love. "Could it be that, or is she just singing for singing?" she wonders. “Hello” he greets as she enters the bedroom ready. "It won't be long before your mom arrives. They're coming with the boys you picked out, are you sure they'll help you?" "Thanks for letting me know" she replies without enc
The young woman leans back against the wall and crosses her arms over her pronounced abdomen. "I don't really care what you do or don't do with her," she says, trying to sound serious. "You're single, a millionaire, handsome, you could practically ask for any woman, and she'd fall at your feet." "You say you don't care, and you make jealous scenes for me… it's incongruous what you say, Arya," Ayden remarks. Arya squints her eyes as if she wants to kill him. "You, you are incongruous, you asked me not to get close to Mark, you agreed you wouldn't get close to Cathy. You said you'd support me, and what do you do the first chance you get to prove you're a gentleman who keeps his promises? You go on a bender with "Cathy". Don't fuck with the incongruity because the incongruent one is not me, it's you. And it's not jealousy… you wish." Ayden studies her intently. "Like I said, you're a shrew when you put your mind to
It was mid-afternoon when Arya received a call from Mark, taking advantage of Ayden's virtual meeting with Daniel in his office. She decided to take it in her relaxation room."Yes, Mark. What do you think about what I sent you?" she inquired with great concern."Hello, I've talked to both the head of cardiac surgery and the specialist oncologist, and they mutually agree that chemotherapy or radiation therapy in your mother's condition could be very aggressive," he commented with his characteristic professional tone. Upon hearing this, Arya slumped her shoulders. "However, all hope is not lost. The Spaniards are conducting an experimental treatment that basically involves combining several immunotherapy drugs.""Are you proposing that we take my mother to Spain?" she asks, confused and hopeful. "I don't think she can handle so many hours of flying.""No, Arya. What I recommend and Dr. Jones suggests is that we perform the treatment here. One of his colleagues was
"Mom, I'm ready!" Aryehn shouts from somewhere in the house."Get in the car, Henry is already waiting for us," Arya replies.Aryehn grabs his phone and heads out of the mansion to the front entrance. Before leaving, he checks his notifications and reads a message from his father saying that he's already waiting for them at the main venue."Mom, Dad is already waiting for us!" Aryehn exclaims, making sure his suit is properly adjusted.Arya comes down in her burgundy dress, fitted at the bust and loose at the waist down to the knees."Mom, you look gorgeous!" Aryehn says, approaching her to kiss her on the cheek. "Are we ready to go?""Yes, everyone is waiting for us there," she affirms, taking the arm her son offers.Aryehn has grown into a handsome seventeen-year-old, chivalrous and formal, just like his father. Arya watches him with pride, happy to see him so content.Henry opens the limousine's door, and they get in. The escorts follow them in another car behind, but they ignore t
"He escaped last night, but we didn't realize it until this morning," the detective says. "We were following him, and he left clues, as if he knew this was going to happen."Arya remembers her brother telling her that he would take care of it, and seeing him lifeless is something she never wanted to happen."Jeff, no!" Arya screams, throwing herself onto his lifeless body. The officers try to pull her away, but it's impossible; she holds onto her brother tightly.Jeff groans, and she hears him clearly."He's alive!" she shouts to no one in particular. Paramedics arrive and approach him to provide assistance.Mark takes advantage of the distraction and elbows the police officer who is about to handcuff him. He grabs the gun lying at his feet and aims it at Arya. Ayden watches in a blur as Mark raises the gun.The police officer, wiping his nose, Mark with the gun aimed at Arya, and Ayden firing at him in the chest, right in the heart, his half-brother.Mark falls to the ground like a d
Five days earlier"What's on your mind?" Daniel asks when he sees his friend lost in thought."Mark's mother had a necklace with a ruby. I have no idea what happened to it," Ayden says, frowning, and as soon as the words leave the millionaire's mouth, Daniel feels a chill run down his spine. "Now, more than ever, I suppose Mark has something to do with this.""You're giving him too much credit; he's an idiot," the lawyer says disdainfully, not trying to imagine what he thinks he's imagining. "You know, he can hardly run that hospital. If it weren't for his assistant, it would collapse."Daniel can't pay attention to what's happening; he urgently needs to leave and check if the necklace his wife has is the same one his friend is talking about."Gabriel, it's Daniel, something urgent has come up, can you go for Arya and let her know what's going on? Ayden doesn't want her to find out through the media or let their son know what's happening," he informs while using the hands”free functio
Ayden and John take refuge in George's apartment, unable to maintain communication with the outside world."Sir, it's on all the news channels," John comments while continuously flipping through channels."I know, now it will be almost impossible for me to go out. No one can see us," Ayden affirms with an idea forming in his mind. "Besides, the fact that Daniel is missing. We should go look for him.""Not right now, sir, we need to hide," John explains, standing up. "It's best if we don't go back to your house, at least not until it gets dark.""You can stay here as long as you like," George says, taking out a couple of waters and snacks from the fridge. "I live alone, so no one will know you're here."Both John and Ayden exchange glances and accept. After all, they need some rest before venturing out again."Alright, after all, we've hardly slept. A little sleep will do us good," Ayden says, sinking into the sofa."At the end of the hallway, the door on the right is the guest bedroom
Mark's voice echoed loudly in Arya's ear, and she felt disgusted just hearing it."Is something wrong? You don't seem to want to answer," he inquired, feigning concern."Hello, Mark, it's not that. You caught me at a busy time," she lied, hoping he would hang up."I'm sorry; I just wanted to talk and see how you're doing. I heard about the attack and the blame on Ayden; it's all over the news now," he explained in a tone that almost convinced her. "Turn on the TV; it's on every news channel."Arya felt her heart start pounding in her chest. She felt anxious for Ayden, rushed to the living room, and turned on the television, desperately searching for a news channel. The anchor had a photo of her husband on the screen."I told you; it's all over the news," Mark repeated. "Please, tell my brother to be careful. I'll try to keep track of you, but you know I'm short-staffed and can't be in two places at once. Nevertheless... we have a pending conversation, remember?"Arya was taken by surp
Arya woke up with her son on her mind, an unhealthy concern gripping her as she rushed to Aryehn's room to check on her little one. She opened the door to find him curled up in the middle of his bed. Cautiously, she approached and settled beside him to give him a hug.Aryehn, sensing her presence, turned and nestled against her side."Mommy, I love you," the half-asleep boy murmured, hugging his mother."I love you too, my beautiful boy," Arya replied, holding him close. Over the years, the fear of not seeing him again had been overwhelming. But now that they were together, the fear of losing him paled in comparison to what she had felt before.While Arya contemplated what her husband might be doing at that moment, she allowed herself to enjoy this precious moment with her son. It wasn't until an hour later that Aryehn woke up fully, and they headed downstairs for breakfast."Good morning, Miss Harley," Tim greeted, emerging from his hiding spot and catching Arya off guard."You start
After such a shocking confession, Arya, with her heart equally heavy for her husband, hugged and comforted him until he fell asleep in her arms. Feeling him so vulnerable only fueled her irritation towards Mark.She thought about all the times she had been alone with Mark and regretted every moment of it. Deep within her soul, she lamented her stubbornness. Lost in thought, she fell into a deep sleep, unaware when Ayden woke up in the early morning to leave.He watched her in amazement, observing how she clung to the pillow, burying her nose to catch his scent on the fabric. Ayden couldn't quantify the love he felt for her, but he knew he would do anything for their son and Arya.Silently, he left the room, making his way downstairs to his office before exiting through the secret door into the hallway that led to the bunker."Hello, John," he greeted his bodyguard when he saw him leaning against the wall, finishing a cigarette. "Do you know anything about our escape?"John took out on
Ayden Emory was concerned about Arya's safety. He had provided a lot of security for her, yet the feeling of unease wouldn't leave his body. He feared for her and their son."Sir, everything is ready for us to leave whenever you order," John reported over the phone."We'll leave before four in the morning; we need to be in her building before she wakes up and have everything set up," Ayden declared, following the plan."Understood. I'll make some final arrangements for our fake flight tonight," John said before saying goodbye and hanging up.Ayden Emory was worried about the safety of his now wife and son. He knew Arya didn't adhere to the recommended security measures because she didn't care much about her own safety."Sir, everything is ready for tonight," John informed over the phone. "The van is loaded with everything we need to install the cameras in Mark's building.""Great, we'll leave in the early morning. We need to enter the building before my brother leaves so we can verify
The morning was very cold. Aryehn was still asleep, so they brought the baby monitor to the living room to hear in case he woke up.Gabriel was at the front door early in the morning, waiting for someone to open it. Henry, in charge of house security, now had to report the arrival of visitors to Arya first, to see if she authorized them or not."Miss Arya, Mr. Specter is already at the entrance. Should I let him in?" he asked with great formality as she descended the stairs."Yes, please, have him come to the kitchen, Henry," she replied, walking directly to the coffee maker to prepare coffee. Ayden joined her a few minutes later, just as Gabriel arrived."Good morning, sir, Mrs. Emory," the lawyer greeted with formality, shaking hands with the millionaire."Good morning, Gabriel, come in," Ayden indicated the chair in front of him in the dining room."Would you like coffee?" Arya asked, pouring a cup for herself and another for Ayden."Yes, please," he said, taking a few folders from