Lindsay’s POV I stared at the food in front of me in revulsion. Asher had made it. I didn’t know why he did it because a normal person was supposed to be angry. Asher, on the other hand, chose to give me food, but give me the silent treatment. “You aren’t eating?” he asked. That had to be the third complete sentence he had said to me in a week. Yes, he hated me so much to even look at me, or talk to me. Well, the feeling was mutual. I couldn’t love a man who murdered my baby in cold blood. I was waiting for me to get back on my feet before thinking of a way to get the divorce I always wanted. “Because I don’t feel like it,” I said with a stern look on my face. I didn’t look at him while talking. I hated him too much to do that. He knew I hated him, yet he still kept pushing his luck. “Why wouldn’t you want to eat Lindsay?” I hated the way his voice sounded so calm as he said those words like he wasn’t a monster. Like he didn’t make me lose my baby and lied to my parents about it.
Shauna's POVIn anger, I spoke "Francesco" why did I have a feeling that he was going to eventually call? It was never Francesco to let things go, especially when it involved me. He was a walking ball of anger, waiting for the right person to rain down on, but I was equally ready for him."you are not contented with the fraternity. You still want more from me"My blood boiled. "no one asked you to leave""that's not the point. You have it so why the fuck are you after my wife?""the same wife you don't value?""that doesn't change her from being my wife, does it?" those words made me grab the steering wheel tightly in anger. My teeth gritted too."I don't care if you knew she was my wife or not, I don't want to see you anywhere near her. You know me Shaun and you don't want to test me"I scoffed. "Asher you don't seem to realize that I just got started. You can't have what you don't cherish""It wouldn't be so hard to bring you down anyway""it wouldn't be so had to wipe you out compl
LINDSAY'S POVI had already lost hope and was about to leave the door, but suddenly it opened and before I could decipher what was going on, Asher dragged my hand and pulled me out of the room. He looked furious and with how red and wet his eyes looked, it was easy to point out he had been crying."Where are you taking me?", I asked, trying to free my hand from his tight grip. He didn't spare me a glance. He kept dragging me with him while I struggled, scared to death. I knew my husband and how he could be. For him to act like this, I was pretty sure he was up to something.With my hands firmly wrapped in his, he dragged me to the room he had been sleeping in since I got back from the hospital. He had refused to stay in the same room as me. I was pleased with that arrangement and also excited at the fact that he hated me as much as I did him.We got to the room and he locked the door. My heart skipped a beat "Asher what the fuck do you think you are doing?" I asked Asher who backed me
First I had to kill Asher. With the rod still in my hand I walked out of the bathroom with water dripping down my body. I didn’t think it was going to be possible. There was a chance of Asher retaliating and killing me instead, but I wasn’t thinking that. All I wanted was to stare at his lifeless body with his blood everywhere. While dead I was certain he wasn’t going to hurt me again. He wasn’t asleep anymore. He was on his feet, backing me with his phone in his ears. “I’d like to arrange a meeting with you and my wife” I stopped walking toward him as I listened. “I think she will be in for confession,” he said and I silently scoffed. It was no doubt he was speaking with the church's reverend father. He wanted me to confess my sins while he wallowed in his? Was this man even sane? He saw himself as all holy while he did evil things, yet I was the sinner.That didn’t stop me anyway. With the rod in my hands, I resumed walking towards him and when I had gotten closer, I was about to
Lindsay’s POV I opened my eyes slowly as I looked around the room I was in. I wasn’t alert at first because my brain still tried to process what had happened and when it eventually did, I panicked. Where was I? And where was my daughter? I remembered I had gone out to look for her, but I ended up getting kidnapped. I still remembered being strangled and the thought made me shriek. I stood up from the bed despite the intense ache I felt in my head and I dashed to the door. There was zero chance of the door being open, but I had to take that chance. I couldn’t stay there, especially when my daughter was missing. I was about to open the door, but I stopped when I saw the handle is twisted. Someone was opening it from outside. The room was big enough for me to hide, but my brain was blank at that point. I didn’t even have enough time to hide and there was nothing in the room that I could use to knock the person out. The only thing I could be waiting for was my fate. The door opened wh
Asher’s POV “You had one fucking job to do and you messed it up! “ I yelled in the face of the guard in front of me and had his collar wrapped in my tight fist. I turned to look at all the guards who stood in a straight line with their heads bowed. “All of you, no one could keep a woman and a kid from escaping!?” I roared in anger. “boss I was guarding the main entrance all night. No one went past me” one of the guards dared to speak. I let go of the man in my hand and walked to the guard who spoke. When I had gotten closer, I screamed in his face. “Then where is she then! Where is my fucking wife and my daughter?” “I’m sorry…” I didn’t let him finish before screaming in his face. “Shut the fuck up! All of you. I don’t want to hear anything you have to say” “Boss I’m going to find her” one of the guards chose to speak, further adding to my anger. I turned to look at him and I aimlessly fired the gun in his direction. He was lucky it hit him in the leg and not the head. He dropp
Later that nightWith my hands on my chin and elbow to the table, I repeatedly chewed on the turkey, but couldn't get it down. I didn't have the appetite for that. How could I when my brain was filled with different scenarios of how this pregnancy could change everything? I desperately wanted to tell Shaun, but I was scared. How was he going to react especially with him knowing the baby belonged to Asher? “You aren't eating,” Shaun pointed out and I was snapped back from my thoughts. I didn't even realize I was at the dining table, having dinner with Shaun and my daughter.I lazily grabbed the fork from my plate and stabbed the turkey. I was about to bring the little bit I had cut to my mouth when I heard him speak again.“Lindsay, are you okay?“ He dropped his fork as he peered his eyes at me."Yes, I am” I stared briefly at him and then back at my plate. I couldn't even look him in the eyes. Why did I feel so guilty when it wasn't even my fault?"You don't look good”"I am fine S
Shaun’s POV I couldn’t even say I wanted the child. I wanted Lindsay to carry my child, not another man’s child. But she was pregnant for Francesco and it was my fault. My men had arrived and they were all waiting for my command before raiding his house. I had it all planned out and if things went according to plan, he was going to be a dead man by the end of the week. But before that, I had to convince Lindsay that getting an abortion right now could cause her potential damage. “Shaun I already made an appointment with the doctor and there is no going back”“You mean a doctor who doesn’t know about your miscarriage?” I asked and she rolled her eyes. “Just because Doctor Samantha doesn’t know what she’s doing doesn’t mean other doctors wouldn’t” “And who is this doctor?” “I am not telling you” I sighed as I leaned against the door. “According to what doctor Samantha told me, you need to wait a few more weeks before you are fit for that” “Doctor Samantha doesn’t know anything.
Lindsay's POVShaun laid beside me, deep in sleep while I stayed awake deep in my thoughts. He had assured me that Asher couldn't get to me in the house because of how secure the place was, but I still saw Asher as the psycho that he was. He might not be able to get to me today, but he would eventually. Even though it would take him years.The scariest part was, a divorce wouldn't stop someone like Asher. Only death and he was more like a spirit_ hard to killShaun tossed to the other side and I thought he was going to continue sleeping, but he raised his head and looked at me.“You aren't sleeping?" He asked tiredly“Can't sleep" I confessed and Shaun sighed as he sat up.“I already told you Asher can't get to you"“You don't know him. If he can't get me now, he would get me eventually. Now my daughter wants him. That means if he is able to get to her, he would take her and she would show no resistance" I almost cried at the thought of that.“That's not going to happen" he assured me
The next day I allowed the guards to follow me to the mall. I figured Shaun still insisted on me not going out alone. After hours of stubbornly staying at home, I finally decided to go to the mall with the guards. On getting there, I got to realize, Shaun bought the mall for 3 hours so that I could shop alone. I didn't know if he did that for my protection or if he did that to show me he had the power to do something like that.“Can we get that Mum" Leia pointed at a doll in an aisle we passed. I had to stop to look at it. When I saw what she was pointing at, I got to realize why she wanted the doll so much. It was the same doll Asher had bought her when she was 5.I sighed as I looked at my daughter whose eyes beamed in excitement as she stared at the doll in adoration. “We can't get that," I said and immediately her face dropped. She looked at me in confusion.“But why mum?"Did I even have a reason? Oh yes, I did. I wanted to successfully wipe Asher's memory from her life, but that
Lindsay's POV.Shaun got back from where he went after hours and with the way his eyes still looked the same way they looked in the morning, it was certain, he was still hurt or better still hated me. Could Shaun really hate me? My paranoid self askedI sat on the couch waiting for him to return for hours and the way he just walked past me hurt me a lot. Shaun in his nature would peck me on my cheeks or wrap his hand around my waist to acknowledge me, but this time he acted like I wasn't even there at all.“Is this how it's going to be now?" my voice was shaky due to how hard I was fighting the tears that threatened to fall. It was then I realized all the text I sent him didn't mean anything. Yeah, texts and calls weren't going to mend what I had done, but there was nothing more I could do.He flung his suitcase on the couch as he turned to look at me. “I am not ready for this Lindsay," he said calmly as he turned to continue walking, but there was no way I could let him leave me in t
Lindsay POVThe next morning I woke up sore, like the 'I couldn't feel my legs' type of sore. It was a good type of sore, especially when my mind kept replaying the wonderful sex I and Shaun had.“Where are you going?" Came the raspy voice of Shaun as he turned to look at me.“I have to get Leia ready for school," I replied and he groaned.“Let Lydia do it" he was talking about the help we hired not too long ago.“I gave her a day off" I pointed out something he already knew, but probably forgot.“Let me take her then" he offered, but I rolled my eyes.“I still have to go work" "You can take a day off. You don't answer to anybody remember?” He was right, I didn't answer to anybody because it was my clothes-store, but it wasn't the first time he was asking me to stay back and I knew the reason even though he tried multiple times to deny it. I sighed as I turned to look at him. “Shaun the reason I brought about the whole job idea is to actually leave the house and now you just employ
Lindsay's POVStaring at the black net lingerie from the mirror, clinging to my body at the same time exposing my well-cared-for curvy body, I know Shaun was surely going to go nuts at the sight of me.It was the night of my birthday and since he had made me happy, it wasn't a bad notion to return the favor. A sinful smile earned its way to my lips as I ambled out of the room. He was supposed to be working at that hour, but it was going to come to an end.I took casual steps down the stairs where he seemed very busy with his laptop. His eyes transfixed on it and his attention grasped so much that he didn't turn to look at me.“What are you doing?" I reduced my pace, walking towards him as stealthily as possible.“Trying to validate all these resumes. Plus there were changes in some of the products and I have to approve them" he said with a crease on his forehead. I could tell he was frustrated. I was going to take that frustration away.“You can take a break, Shaun. You are the boss a
Lindsay’s POV We both watched Leia play on the swing. Shaun had been feigning anger since I had denied him sex and his act alone, I considered cute. It was good to have power over my body. Shaun understood consent and that was something I wasn't used to.“Tell me about Asher” I collapsed beside him. He seemed busy with his phone and I could tell from the way he snapped his head to glance at me, that it was the least he anticipated from me. “Why do you want to know anything about him?” he asked due to how haphazard the question was. And I was his wife I ought to know more about him, but I just wanted to hear about him from his own brother. “I want an explanation for why he turned out to be so heartless. Something must have happened”. His lips puffed out air. It was evident he didn’t want to say anything pertaining to Asher, but the pleading look I gave him made him reconsider. Reluctantly, he began. “Francesco had a rough childhood. My father had always been hard on him because he
Chapter 68 I stayed on the bench, waiting just right outside the ward. Some of the nurses tried to talk me out of it, but I wasn’t leaving until I was certain Lindsay was okay. My legs bounce simultaneously as a result of my nervousness and my hands just couldn’t stay in one place. After about 6 hours of me patiently waiting/losing my mind, the door opened and one of the nurses walk out. She didn’t walk past like they always did. Instead, she walked towards me. “Mr. Marco” she called out even though I was already up on my feet in anticipation. “How is she?” “She is stable. We were able to flush her system and she is as good as new” “Can I see her?” “Yes you can, but she is still weak,” she said and I was already walking to the word before the last word left her lips. I opened the door to the ward. There was a nurse there, but the moment she saw me, she left to give the two of us some privacy. “Lindsay” I called out. She slowly turned to look at me. “Shaun” she called and that
Shaun's POV“Fine, I’ll do then,” Asher said and immediately after the words left his lips, he pulled the trigger. I had accepted my fate that I was going to die, but I was still standing there with a gun still in my hand. He had pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. The bullet of the gun he used had gotten finished. I could see the color drain from his face as he stood in front of me unarmed. He hadn’t spared me, so I didn’t think he expected me to spare him. With the gun still in my hands, I was about to bring him down when I was interrupted by the forceful opening of the door. One of his men came through with a gun in his hand. He was about to shoot at me but I was swifter, bringing him down before he could pull his trigger. That was the perfect opportunity for Francesco to get away. Before I could turn back to look at him. He ran past the front door, not after pushing me to get me unstable. When I finally found my stance, I began to fire, but he was lucky_ too lucky. He did
Shaun’s POV Bullets flew all over the place, guards dropped to the floor as their blood spilled on it. The best part of it was my men were winning. A guard approached me with a gun in his hand, but I was quick to pull the trigger before he did. Someone attacked me from behind, sending me to the floor. He jumped on me and began rendering punches on my face. He didn’t have a stance. With one flip, he was on the floor and I had the upper hand. I punched him till I was satisfied and when he was almost lifeless, I took my gun which had left my hand when I was pushed and I shot him in the head, making his blood splatter on the ground. It didn’t take time before we were able to take down every one of Francesco's men. At least that was what I thought until I was called by one of my men. “Boss” he called out and I turned to look at where he was facing. More of Francesco’s men trooped out from the house. Bullets went flying again as my men and his men began to fire at each other again. I wa