Maria's POV
"Socks, underwear, T-shirt's, pants, toothbrush..." I mumble to myself as I rummage through my backpack. Everything seems to be here, but I seem to be missing something important. "Aha! Money, I need money!"
I zip the bag up and swing it over my shoulder. The door is locked but I have a plan to get my money and get the hell out of here. Who knows when Luke will be back?
Our bedroom is on the second floor and has a balcony outlooking the pool below us, and just over lapping it by an inch. I'm still pretty sore from the beating I received, but I'm confident I can escape. There is absolutely no way I will let this child live a life like this; they deserve better than what I've received.
I crack open the glass door to the balcony and look out to the pool. Currently there are no pool cleaners, maids, or guards in sight. This is my chance and the universe wants me to take it now.
Taking my bag from my shoulder, I toss it down onto the dry gro
3 months later LUKE'S POV We've been looking for her non-stop these past few months. There's been lots of close traces but they just went no where. We know she left her car at a dealership, stole 1 million fucking dollars from me, and left the city by bus. And now, she's completely untraceable. I kick back in my office chair and watch the security tapes play over and over again, watching Maria's every move: from her exiting her car, going to the bank to getting on a bus. "Wait! Play that back." I yell to Cody. He plays it back and I see the name of the bus. "GreenPort Transportation," I read. "Find video footage of her there.. But I think it's safe to say, we're going to GreenPort." I confirmed. "Alright, should I make a team of guards up?" Asks Cody. "Yes.." I say, getting up from the office chair with pure satisfaction. Then I turn back towards him. "Oh, I forgot to ask. How's Bethany?" Cody smiles, "she's due
I hang up the phone in a panic, roughly letting it crash down on to the counter."No, no, no, he can't find me!" I cry out as I scurry back towards my bedroom where I plan to retrieve a suitcase and leave again.A creak of floor boards sound behind me. "But I already did, Maria"I hear the door close. I look over and see Luke standing there in all his glory of finding me.As he starts to walk up to me, I back into the wall, shielding myself with both my hands so I don't have to look him in his icy blue eyes.I eventually hit the wall and he puts both of his arms up by me, making a barrier.He chuckles evilly. "So, how has Maria been? Did your boyfriend fuck you as good as I do?" He asks, stroking my face with a rough thumb.I shed a tear as I look to him. "I- I never even kissed him, I swear!" I panic.He nodded. "Good, good..." he says, getting his face closer to mine. "Because you're mine!" He grabbed my arm tightly in his la
Luke's POV"Maria?" I call out to her as I watch her peacefully sleep in the arm chair a few feet from the end of the bed. Even with one whole side of a bed there just for her, she stills decides to curl up in my arm chair with the blanket that I use each night. It was a blanket that my Mama had knitted for me just before she had went missing... I use it as an extra cover on the cooler nights.Sighing, I approach Maria, placing my hand against the small of her back a crouch down in front of her.She's so beautiful when she sleeps... I can barley even sit here still without wanting to stroke her locks and plant lustful kisses on her sweet, reddened cheeks.Suddenly, her body begins rustling from underneath my blanket and her soft green eyes blink open in surprise. "What are you doing, Luke?" she groggily question as she stirs awake and sits up in the arm chair. Coming to a full sitting position, she winces in pain, placin
“Oh god Bethany!” I gasp, looking down at her bleeding and pale body.She peers up at me, nothing but desperation in her sad brown eyes. “Please, Maria… help me…” she groans, looking down at the pool of blood between her legs.Nodding hurriedly, I bend over and help her up off of the ground and begin guiding her into the house and towards the living room.As we slowly move towards the living room, I begin to feel cramping on my lower stomach."It's just Braxton Hicks.. It's just Braxton Hicks." I whisper to myself, trying not to worry Bethany anymore.Bethany groans in pain the whole entire way there, clinging to her lower stomach and tears flowing down her cheeks. And oh god.. there’s so much blood by the time we reached the living room.I put her down on the big leather couch and and sit down on the coffee table in front of her, sighing deeply.She screams loudly again holding her stomach
"What's going on?" I question as I enter Luke's closet, watching him as he quickly strips from his brown, loose-fitting t-shirt to a snug black one.He now has on a completely black outfit and begins loading guns, not even hesitating to stuff them in his back pockets along with a few knives.Wh-what in the world?"Oh my god.. are we being attacked?" I stammer, gapping down at all the deadly weapons in front of me.Luke turns towards me, pockets loaded with handguns and an assault rifle slung around his broad shoulders."Don't worry, I've got it under control,"He assures, giving me a look that should make me feel safe but I only feel worse because the pain in his eyes are so prominent.
Luke's POVEverything was a blur after the explosion.All I remember is seeing my so-called brother standing in front of me, then another injecting me with cold fluid that almost immediatley had me drifitng off to sleep.Now I'm trying to fight the darkness that surrounds me but it just won't brighten. All I can feel are bound tied around each limb of my body, keeping from just barley breathing."Are the knives sharpened?" One asks."All ready, boss," Another answers."Alright, wake him up," the first voice orders.Ice-cold water is poured over me, wkaing me up fro
Beep... Beep... Beep That's the only sound that I could hear. And my god it was pissing me off. But that sad thing was, all I could see was blackness and I could move a finger. I wasn't even breathing on my own, a machine was doing it for me. Then, someone entered the room. The beeping on the monitor started to speed up and the person rushed over to me. "Shh... it's okay, it's me, your nurse." The person said gently patting my hand. The beeping slowed to a steady rhythm and I felt fine again. I heard the ruffling
Maria's POV It's been almost a month now. A month of complete silence between me and Luke other then the casual words like, "excuse me, please" and "I'm going now". He took me out of the hospital only a day or two after my disaster of a breakdown happened inthe NICU. Our house is currently being repaired and rebuilt, so Luke's taken me to his house in Italy where his family is. It's, of course, a mansion, as you would expect. At the moment, i
Jasmine and I both look to each other right after we had both just shared the shocked statement of, "Wait.. what?"I take a deep breath at attempt to gather myself while Jasmine slowly walks to Maria's bed beside Aaron. "Aaron, sweetie?" She touches his shoulder and he stares sadly with his big blue eyes. "Does Mommy have a baby in her stomach?" She asks and points to Maria's abdomen.Aaron nods then directs his attention back to unconscious Maria. "Mama, wake up.." he whispers and continues to stroke her hand softly.My brain feels like it might explode. How could I have let this happen? Fuck, I promised things would change and that she'd be safe this time. But of course, that fucking stalker had to show up again right when we were starting to become happy again.
Unknown's POV"Holy shit, Boss," Amanda gasps. "Y-you killed him!"Standing up from the solid stance I was just in, I flick on the safety to my weapon and stuff it back into the holster. "Don't act so surprised," I remark, quickly facing her then back to the unconscious woman who now has a corpse on top of her. "C'mon, let's get this disgusting excuse for a human off of her and help the poor woman." Then we all rush towards her and us women pull the big bulky man off of her."Thank god," I hear Lindsey breathe out."What the hell are you talking about?" I scrunch my eyebrows together and face her with pure confusion."We got here just in time, this bastard nearly rap
A month later..Maria's POV"Mommy!" A whispery voice calls out. "Mommy I needs to pee! Wake up!"I groan and sit up in bed, only to see Aaron at the foot of my bed, legs crossed and holding himself. "Where's Dad?" I ask as I groggily stumble out of bed and lead Aaron to the bathroom."Work," he says right before he almost rips off his pants and sits down on his little potty.I leave Aaron to do his business while I go over to the sink to get ready for the day. When I open the drawer to retrieve my toothbrush and face wash, I notice my feminine products neatly organized in a basket. I reach in and grab the basket and set it on the countertop. At the
The next morning, I wake up to a faintly familiar feeling beneath me. I pull my head off of the comforting warmth I'm laying on and see Luke sleeping peacefully; his broad, muscular chest on display for me."Shit," I mouth to myself as I attempt to recall what happened last night, but I'm left dumbfounded. All I know is that we slept together.Bad girl, Maria. Bad, bad girl.Sighing disappointedly, I sit up fully and get out of bed as quietly as possible. As I reach for the nightgown that is now on the floor, I hear the blankets and sheets shuffle about and soon a husky, "Maria? Where are you going?""Home," I reply as I scurry to put my dress back on my now cold body.Luke sighs hea
Maria's POVA few hours after Luke had left with Aaron, I was already finished cleaning the house and left with absolutely nothing to do. It's past 7 o'clock by now and I've decided to make some toast for supper.Once my 'dinner' is done, I turn on some Grey's Anatomy and plop down on the couch in front of the T.V. I've only started watching the show and I'm beginning to realize the Dr. Montgomery on there looks alike to my Dr. Montgomery.Watching Grey's Anatomy is one of the things I do while Aaron is either sleeping or at his fathers. Other than that, I usually clean the house until it can't be cleaned or will go for a run.Watching this show will be the closest experience I'll ever have to being a doctor.
A week later...Maria's POV"Aaron!" I gasp as I lift him from his crib which causes me to get an even bigger whiff of his stinky diaper. He smiles knowingly while I shake my head with a slight giggle.I carry the little stinker over to the changing table and place him down on the soft cushiony surface. He brings his hands to his feet and uses his baby flexibility to attempt to put his foot in his mouth. "Aaron.." I warn and he stops in the motion and stares up at me. "What did mommy say about trying to eat your feet? It's no good for you!" I tell him and he releases his foot.Grabbing a diaper, I undress him from his yellow giraffe onesie and put a new diaper and clothes on him.
Maria's POVA month later...This life is hell. This life is a hell no one should have to experience.I've gone a month without barely seeing my baby and holding him because of my actions.The day I was told to feed Aaron, I had refused to hold him out of fear I may hurt him again. This means I pump the milk from myself now and makeup bottles for him which a maid brings 5 times a day.My days always consist of the same things: Sleeping, eating when I can, pumping, gardening, and reading. I lead a very depressing life.Since I almost never talk to Luke or engage with him or Aaron at this poi
The next dayMaria's POVI am a terrible mother.I am a terrible person.My actions are unforgivable.That's what I've been telling myself for the last three days non-stop. And I don't plan on stopping for as long as I live.Some may think it was just an accident. But no, I severely injured 'his son' and the heir to the biggest Mafia empire to ever exist. That's a mistake that cannot be forgiven.I'm starting to believe Luke has told everyone what has happened, since everyone is being so cruel to me now.
We walk down a long hallway that's been newly constructed for teens and younger. It was added as soon as Aaron was born. But I never thought I'd have to use it for him."Right here," Jasmine finally says and leads me into a room right of the hallway. When I enter, an older doctor is standing there checking Aaron's heartbeat and probably breath sounds by the looks of it. "This is Dr. Wells. He is one of the best paediatricians around," Jasmine introduces.I walk up to the small hospital crib they've put him in and grip onto the railings, looking down at him. "How's he doing?" I ask anxiously.The doctor sighs and looks up at me. "He had a pretty hard fall and suffered a few injuries which will keep him here for awhile. Thankfully, there is no visible brain damage as far as I can see. It