Mr. Dawson ran me through our strategy for the final time. I was supposed to focus solely on the night Kenneth attacked me. Certainly, I was ready to tell the judge and the jury about everything that had happened during my five-year marriage, but Mr. Dawson insisted I didn't say a word about it.“If you mentioned anything about your life together, his lawyer is going to say that it's irrelevant to the case. That is why we will wait for the other side to make an opening for us,” Dawson explained. “I'm convinced that they're going to try to prove that you provoked the attack yourself. Their lawyer will say that you were vengeful, vicious, and hell-bent on destroying the Welch family.”Anger buzzed in my veins. “That would be a low move,” I said.“Of course,” Dawson agreed, “but they will hold on to whatever is able to sway the jury's emotions.”I ground my teeth. “I will not let that happen.”Dawson patted me on the shoulder. “Let's hope that everything goes smoothly.”Twenty minutes la
DARRENA smirk tugged at my lips as I took in the courtroom scene. The asshole of an attorney, who seemed to be determined to torment Lilly, turned speechless. He must have realized that he had just fucked up the entire case. Jeffrey Dawson, Kenneth's prosecutor, had played his cards well. Once Terrell mentioned Lilly's alleged infertility, he cracked open Pandora's box. Now it was my turn to push this lid a little further and let the hell loose.The judge announced a break in the court session, and Lilly stepped down from the witness's seat. She looked at me, and I could see the faint blush heating her cheeks, but it was Mr. Dawson who walked to her first.“You did great,” he told her, patting her on the shoulder.“Thank you,” she muttered.I could see that she was exhausted, and I doubted that it was only because of the testimony. She seemed thinner and paler, which instantly triggered some irrational annoyance within me. I could literally see the weight of responsibilities someone
LILLY“And then the hell broke loose.” I let out a long sigh before sipping from my wine glass.Raven grinned, restlessly shifting on the sofa. “Details!” she demanded.“Mr. Dawson said that not only will Kenneth be found guilty, but my and Darren's testimony allows him to charge him along with Alistair Pearson and Grant Denson. Dawson is going to demand twenty years for his attempted first-degree murder. Including him in Nicolas Rogers's case will be the cheery on top.”Raven gave me a look. “That's great… but I want to know about you and Darren.”“We could barely leave the court building once the session was over,” I said, feeling a blush on my cheeks. “The reporters were everywhere. They began to insinuate strange things like that there was a love triangle between Kenneth, Darren, and me…” I drew a deep breath, and a bright smile spread across my face. “Darren handled everything. He stood by my side, and we told the reporters the truth… mostly.” I drank from my glass and cleared my
My team arrived with the rest of the documents and equipment about an hour later. Then it took us the rest of the day to make ourselves comfortable in the new place. Unsurprisingly, they all loved the new laboratory. It certainly gave them more freedom to work on several different ideas at the same time. It couldn't compare to the space we had in Hayes Laboratories. Unlike the old labs, the rooms Darren offered us were never meant to be warehouses. They were designed and built as a place for experiments, and all my team needed to do was sit there for five minutes for the ambiance to boost their creativity beyond natural limits.I was happy for them. It could have been a new beginning for them… for me. Unfortunately, our situation had too many loose ends for me to idly sit and explore the possibilities of our new space. I let them enjoy themselves and organize their workplaces while I returned home to prepare for the meeting with a lawyer.The next morning, I was sitting on a large sof
The next morning, my team showed up at my apartment for an urgent meeting. Bringing them all together into the place I lived was a bit of a gamble, but I would rather have them break something in my apartment than risk someone overhearing our conversation, even in our well-secured new lab. It wasn't that I didn't trust Darren. I simply had limited trust for his guards and other Eques Technologies employees for now.We were sitting in my living room. Sakura, Suraj, and Ren sat on the sofa. Tim took one of the armchairs, and Fen chose to sit on the floor by the coffee table, clearly enjoying my fluffy carpet… Well, I decided not to comment. With a tight smile stretching my lips, I served them all a solid portion of caffeine in sizable mugs, and we were finally ready to discuss committing a crime.“Do you think this could even work?” Sakura looked at the rest of us with a nervous half-smile on her face.Tim scratched his chin. “There is a chance, but there are many variables.”Ren gave m
I rolled back my shoulders and let the slow exhale calm me down. Then I marched toward the entrance with all the confidence I could muster. I had entered that building countless times before, but never while feeling anxiety or fear—until now.I tried not to stand out too much, but I did not resemble an average secretary either. I chose a black, fitted pantsuit, perfectly hugging and emphasizing the curves of my body. It also exposed a little bit of flesh around the cleavage, turning me into a hot businesswoman.I opened my purse to grab my pass, and my heart began to hammer. I knew quite well that my mission could end before it even began if my access had already been canceled. I could only hope that Callan was too busy celebrating the merger to think about my access to the company.I passed the revolving door and followed the line of other employees in suits. Most of them were still half asleep. Some of them were yawning. Others were drinking coffee from their thermal mugs. Then I gl
“Guys, I won't miss a chance like this,” I told Tim and the rest of the team.“You will not get out of his office in time,” Tim warned.“I'll improvise,” I said, staring at the screen where the downloading was almost over.“He's heading to the office,” Tim informed.I turned off the computer and hit the button under the drawer to hide the monitor and keyboard back in the desk chambers.“He passed the glass doors.”I straightened up in the seat and sucked in a ragged breath. The door opened. Callan entered the office and halted in utter shock as he saw me sitting behind his desk. I placed my hands on the chair's armrests and plastered the mask of untainted composure. Then I met his gaze.“Lilly?” he strained through his teeth. “Mind telling me what the fuck are you doing in my office?”Stay calm. I had to stay calm, no matter what. “I needed something from my father's old office. I thought I'd just grab it and leave. You showed up sooner than I thought.” I slightly shrugged my shoulder
As soon as I entered my apartment, my team welcomed me with champagne in hand—one that they pulled out of my fridge and opened. I drank the toast with them and tried to enjoy our win, but keeping the smile on my face quickly became a struggle.Callan's words rang in my head. Perhaps he had said them to confuse me and keep me restless. Perhaps I should have ignored them, but his tone, the confidence in his voice, the sneer twisting his lips—all of it made those words more believable. I didn't have the chance to talk with Darren, get to know him. I knew that there were matters he didn't want to discuss with me… What if he couldn't solve his problems? What if they would truly prevent us from being together? Then again… what could have been more complicated than the matter of his father's death and my father's involvement in it?I put down my empty champagne glass on the kitchen counter and walked over to Ren. “Um… we need to talk about the flash drive you gave me.” I patted his shoulder
LILLY Four Months Later “One more signature at the bottom, Ms. Hayes.” The smiling lawyer pointed at the empty dotted line on the last page. “Of course.” I drew a deep breath and signed my name where he wanted me to. Then I rose to my feet, and so did the man sitting in front of me—Doctor John Pearson. “Congratulations,” he said, not without a hint of sadness in his voice, before extending his hand toward me. “The clinic is officially yours.” “Thank you, Doctor Pearson. I promise I will take good care of this facility,” I told him. A soft smile appeared on his lips. “I do not doubt that you will.” I still couldn't believe it happened. John Pearson Clinic—soon Lillian Hayes Clinic—finally belonged to me. Of course, it was going to take a while before I would implement my plan and make the necessary changes, but I was already madly excited… and so was Raven. “I've never been friends with my boss before.” She chuckled, catching me as soon as I walked out of the meeting room where
DARRENI didn't want to believe what that son of a bitch had told me. I had to trust that Lilly was alive. Nonetheless, after Almarri's confession, I told Chris to leave the room. I gave Almarri a moment to recollect himself until I beat the shit out of him, breaking at least five of six of his bones in the process. He was still breathing until I left the room. Chris had friends in the CIA, and we promised to try delivering Almarri to them in exchange for covering whatever was going to happen at his casino. It took most of my willpower to stop myself before I delivered the final blow. It had nothing to do with being merciful; Chris assured me that the CIA had no intention of granting him anything but torment.Once I wiped Almarri's blood off my knuckles, I stormed through the long corridors. I swore that I would find Lilly, and only seeing her lifeless body would have stopped me from burning everything in my way to get to her.Chris caught me at the end of one of the corridors. “We ch
LILLYI couldn't move. My body's exhaustion turned opening my eyes into an almost unbearable struggle. It took me a while before I lifted my eyelids and instantly winced at the light filling the room. I blinked several times before I established what I was looking at… Ceiling. A bright, well-lit ceiling.I needed an additional minute or two to acknowledge that this wasn't a dream. I was lying on a bed with an IV drip connected to my arm. The bed had multiple pillows and fluffy sheets, as if someone cruelly decided to give me a moment of questionable luxury before turning me into a slave.Another white cotton dress replaced the old, stained one. My body had been cleaned from all the sweat and dirt. I didn't have the strength to wonder who bathed me and dressed me. I felt violated enough without acknowledging how many hands touched my body.I could have died. Perhaps it would have been a blessing if that had happened. Now I was lying numbly on a bed, waiting for more torment to come. Sl
DARREN I paced around the hotel room in Doha, waiting for Naila to arrive and deliver what she promised. The adrenaline kept pumping in my veins, increasing the restlessness that kept me awake the entire night. Unlike me, Lucien was napping on the sofa whenever he found a moment of silence. I couldn't even close my eyes without seeing Lilly locked up somewhere, tormented, scared… “God…” I dragged my hands down my face before glancing at the time. It was seven in the morning, which meant that we had fourteen hours before the auction started. I kept telling myself that they needed her alive and unharmed to sell her, but what if I was wrong? Those what-ifs were driving me insane, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that, even at that moment, she was greatly suffering. The soft knocking on the door snapped my head toward it. Lucien's opened his eyes and instantly leaped to his feet. He nodded my way and cautiously opened the door. Naila silently sneaked inside, and he closed it behind
I lost count of how many times I had been stabbed with a needle, and I wasn't sure my veins could withstand another injection. I quickly realized how pathetic my relief was after Callan told me I wouldn't be beaten, cut, or burned. The torture he had designed for me went far beyond the physical pain…Every inch of my body burned from within. My blood turned into a living flame, scorching my veins. My skin covered with an itching rash I couldn't scratch. It lasted for hours. I didn't want to give Callan satisfaction, so I remained silent, biting my lips until they bled. But the third or fourth dose of the drug broke the final restraint… A scream tore through my throat, and I kept screaming until my vocal cords gave up. I quietly begged Callan to stop. I thought he would if I told him I was ready to give him what he wanted. I thought that if I pretended I wanted to cooperate, he would give my tormented body a break… He didn't. He just walked closer and served me another drug dose.I los
LILLY“Wake up, sleepyhead.” The voice I heard filled me with nausea, and the soft laughter that followed sent chills down my spine.Slowly, I opened my eyes, blinking until the sight adjusted to the dim light. Every inch of my body felt sore, and I quickly realized why. I was sitting on a chair with my legs tied with a rope to its wooden ones and my hands restrained at the back. Another rope was tied around my waist, keeping me in a still position most likely through the long hours I had been unconscious.I was cold. The freezing concrete hurt my bare feet with the slightest touch and the simple cotton dress resembling a cheap nightgown formed no barrier against the low temperature and humidity of the room I was in. I didn't even want to think who dressed me and if I was naked underneath…Drawing a shaky breath, I looked to the sides. This place must have been some kind of a basement. The room seemed to be nearly empty, or at least I couldn't see any furniture from my limited perspec
DARRENMy lungs filled with a greedy push of air. My eyes opened wide and roamed around, hectically trying to process my situation. The car, I was inside the car… My car was upside down, and I…Everything hurt, including my weak attempts to breathe, but I knew I had to ignore the pain. I had to live. I had to get out of there.My consciousness gathered the pieces of memory together. Someone had rammed me, pushing me off the road while I had been driving to the residence. The fuckers had chosen a part of a perfectly secluded road to do it. Perhaps it was fortunate that they hadn't been as thorough as to check whether I had been dead or not.My limbs weren't broken, although at least one of my ribs was. I clenched my teeth and crawled out through the broken side window. My car lay in a ditch on the side of the road, with not a single building around.How long had I been out cold? The returning memories painted an ominous picture that slowly filled me with dread. Lilly had been waiting f
LILLYIt had been three days since Uncle Norton's funeral and the fight with my father. My heart still ached whenever I thought about it, but I finally felt that my chest had loosened, allowing me to breathe.Darren's presence had become my remedy. His touch and warmth soothed me, healed me, and filled the hollowness that appeared after Uncle Norton's death. I didn't even want to think about what I would have become without having him close.Since the danger had become more palpable than ever, each member of my team was assigned their own security team. Of course, Darren organized two new bodyguards for me as well. I hadn't protested, even if I hated buying groceries accompanied by two men in black suits.My mood significantly improved after Kenneth's and Doctor Rogers's trials finally ended. Kenneth had been sentenced to fifteen years in prison for assault and attempting murder, and another five years for terminating the pregnancy against my will. For all his deeds, Rogers received t
DARRENI found Lilly sitting in the precinct's corridor, staring down at her hands that limply rested on her lap. Dried blood covered the sides of her palms and fingertips. My chest tightened as I saw her in her numb state. I rushed forward, pushing through the policemen standing in the way, until I pulled her up from her seat and wrapped her in my arms. Only then did she start crying, and her tears kept falling long after I brought her back to the penthouse.Rage filled every inch of me. I wanted to kill everyone responsible for Lilly's state. If only I could get to New York sooner. If only I could somehow prevent this, protect her better, spare her from the pain and anguish...I left Lucien in Qatar to deal with our end of the bargain with Naila. He wasn't happy about it, but I gathered enough people and resources for him to plan a flawless rescue mission. Getting Naila's brother out of Almarri's residence wasn't going to be easy, but I knew that Lucien would figure out how to do it