Sydney
Harriet and I struck up a conversation for a bit. She complimented my outfit. Because most people were still ignorant that Aiden and I had arrived together, I was spared from all the intrusive questions. Our friendship lasted until she saw someone she recognised, and a third person was unwelcomed. Despite this, I had plenty of opportunities to mingle. I kept my drink in my hand and went around meeting new folks. I tracked down Larry and a few others of my team, who were delighted to introduce me to others.
But I had to be careful about how much I drank. Someone would press another drink on me as soon as I finished the first. I started carrying a half-full glass around after two fast drinks. I noticed that I was enjoying myself now that I was no longer with Aiden. I had entered the terrace and stood in a corner, taking in the panoramic view. We were on the top level, and I must say, the view was breathtaking. Stand
Sydney After what seemed like an eternity, the elevator bell rang. And the first thing I saw, was darkness. Shapes furnished the room all in black. The lit-up city was the most prominent visual. A breathtaking view from floor to ceiling. The lights lit up and the biggest living room I had ever seen sprawled in front of my eyes. Those dark shapes were state-of-the-art furniture. I was still looking around in a daze while Aiden, took off his suit jacket, and tie. Folding the sleeves of his shirt up to his forearms, he walked off then returned with a first aid box and some ice. "Sit," he told me. I complied and took a seat on the couch. "Let's take a look at this," he applied a cool towel to my face before applying an ice pack. He was all business as he worked on my swollen face. &
Sydney I shut the door to the sleek washroom and took a few deep breaths. Aiden was steadily getting under my skin, and I didn't like it. I needed to think of something quick. I returned to the room once I was finished. Aiden had vanished. I decided to go outside and look around, so I reached for the doorknob, which twisted and opened up before I could grab it. Aiden was standing in front of me, holding a plate of food. "I assumed we could eat in here if that's ok?" he asked as I moved to the side to allow him to enter. He placed the trays on the bedside table and shut the door behind him. Fuck! Why was he acting so friendly all of a sudden? "Thank you. You didn't have to do that." As I sat in the chair against the wall, I said. He simply nodded and drew the other seat in closer. He then snatched up the bedside table and ro
Aiden I didn't want to be in their company, but I didn't have an option. William needed to be warned and shown where he belonged. I made my way to the east wing. Only an Olympic-sized swimming pool divided the two wings. They were, as predicted, together. The mother and son were seated on a sumptuous couch imported from France. The fact that Will had a black eye and swollen lips gave me great pleasure. I gave a nod to the two bodyguards who had taken a step back. Fiona looked at me with disapproval and then pointed towards Will. "I heard you smacked Will for a tart." I cautioned Fiona, "You heard right, and you will not use that term for her again." Uncomfortably, she bristled. "I caught him in the act of assaulting one of my employees. I had advised him to avoid Reiner group per
Sydney It had been a week since the office party and the spirit of the holiday were in the air. It had also been a week since I had seen Aiden. He'd dropped me off at my house and handed me his card with his phone number, instructing me to call him if I got into any difficulty. I kept the card safe in my wallet this time. For an annual downtime, my office was closed. As a result, I had no reason to run into Aiden. He kept his word, and he hadn't harassed me. I should have felt relieved and delighted, but I didn't. Instead, I was agitated and irritable. Leah had dragged me to the mall to go shopping for the holidays. Christmas was approaching, and Leah still had a lot of shopping to do. I could live without shopping during the holidays, as much as I enjoyed them. I didn't have much money to spend. Mike and Leah had previously received gifts from me. I was just hanging out in the mall presently. "Did
Sydney I cautiously peered about the small, confined room, which had cinder block walls painted in a hideous green and was only furnished with a scarred wooden table and two hefty wooden chairs. With a thundering creak, the massive metal door behind me opened, and in stepped my Interrogator, a man who was gigantic by anyone's standards. I kept my eyes downcast, knowing that if I looked at him, he'd see the terror in them. "Now that you know why you're in here, don't you want to tell me everything and take the easy way out?" In a quiet but forceful tone, he inquired. I narrated everything, then repeated it several times. "We're looking into your claim, but the amount of cocaine was enormous. You'd have to stay in the holding cell." He stated. I gave a
Aiden Call me a jerk, but I was having a good time. Blood rushed to my loins as she looked helpless, like a deer caught in a headlight. I handed her a box of Kleenex as she began talking about what had happened to her, despite the fact that I had not asked. I didn't intervene. I simply held her hand as she told me about her trauma. She exhaled deeply to regain her composure. With all of the crying, her nose was red, and her eyes were puffy. She looked cute. I couldn't keep a smile from appearing on my face. "Mr Reiner, thank you very much. I'm at a loss for what to say." "Well, for starters, you can call me Aiden," I said. "You realise your ordeal isn't done yet? Whoever tried to frame you, and I believe you were, must be a very powerful person." She nodded. "So, tell me what your plan is?" &n
Sydney I was suddenly exhausted and I just wanted to sleep. My entire life was crashing around me and I could do nothing. I needed to talk to someone, I wished Mike was here. He would understand, and help me out. I had never felt this helpless in my life. And I was glad I didn't buy those cufflinks after all. Maybe all this was a bad dream. I would wake up and all this would just go away? Aiden had painted such a bleak picture of my fate, I was in despair. Did I have no choice, other than marrying him and being Mrs Reiner for a year, would it be so bad? He said it would be like working for him, right? What exactly did it imply? I had to become a trophy wife and follow him around? Then came the most important thing...sex. Aiden had been very open about his intentions. He wanted me. Would he force me to sleep with him? That thought was somehow arousing, and I could feel the heat
Sydney "So, what's next?" When Mr Dawson had departed and we were suddenly alone, I questioned Aiden. "Now we're going to have a wedding." Aiden gave me a friendly smile. “A wedding?” "Do you have a favourite? What kind of wedding do you want to have?" He inquired. His question snapped me out of my befuddled state. How was I supposed to plan a wedding? When I barely knew Aiden. "I... I don't have any preference. Anything is fine." I replied. Seriously, why was he hell-bent on making me more miserable. "Oh, please! Every girl fantasises about her ideal wedding. What kind of husband would I be if I couldn't grant one of your wishes?" He was teasing me with his twitching lips. He had no desire to see my wish come true. He
As his wife pursued their little daughter, Aiden smiled. Squealing, the toddler hid under the table. "Aiden, please handle your daughter!" Sydney cried as she collapsed on the couch. "She's not listening to me." Aiden smiled and knelt down, pleading with the small girl to leave the table. The youngster burst out laughing and hugging her father. Aiden kissed the adorable bundle, and his daughter was still almost instantly. With huge green eyes and a grin, she glanced up at her father. "I don't understand how you do that every time," Sydney mumbled, crossly looking at her happily gurgling daughter. "Angela never listens to me. She is so different from Ethan." "Not like her brother," Aiden said, pointing to Angela's twin, who was playing on the mat and holding his blanket. Ethan had always been a quiet child. Unlike his sister, he was not a troublemaker. Sydney grinned and held her hands out for her daughter. She wanted a cuddle. Aiden handed her over, then hugged both Sydney and Ang
Sydney quickly recovered over the next two weeks. Her gunshot wound had mostly healed, and she was ready to return home. She just couldn't decide which house to go to. She didn't know what would happen between Aiden and her. They hadn't discussed it until now. Aiden had been preoccupied with the situation. It was difficult to keep four bodies hidden from the media, one of them being Marilyn. It was all over the news the next day. Aiden's opponents had learned of the event and were quick to investigate. Reiners manipulated the media as usual, and the truth about his late father was once again hidden. Mrs Reiner's kidnapping was attributed to William and Marilyn as the masterminds. Marilyn was the dumped girlfriend, and William was the enraged second son, who banded together for vengeance. They bribed Eric, Mike, and Rob with promises of money and movie roles to carry out their orders. That's how the story was presented to the public. Fiona, on the other hand, was too distraught to he
- Aiden I couldn't remember how long I'd been sitting in the waiting room; my vision was blurry, and I hadn't eaten in at least 12 hours. "Here," Leah said, handing me a styrofoam cup full of hot coffee. "Thank you," I said graciously. She took a seat next to me and seemed to have a question for me. I moved my gaze hither. "I am sorry for what Mike did, had I known he was involved with....all this. I am sorry." She apologized. "It's not your fault, it's all because of my dad." I looked down at the brown liquid. "I will try my best to get Mike out," I said, assuring her. "That isn't necessary; Mike must pay for his crimes. Just look after Sydney." She stated it with a faint smile. When the operating room door opened, I dashed over to Dr. Matt. "We've done everything we can, but she's fallen into a coma. It's now entirely up to her to get up whenever she wants." Matt stated solemnly. "NO! You assured her that everything would be fine! I want my wife back!" I yelled. "Calm down
Detective Conan made his way through the dense undergrowth to the warehouse. He walked around the building, looking for a weak area through which he could enter unobserved. He discovered the fire escape that led to the second floor. The iron stairs were rusted and old, but they would last a while. He climbed the stairs slowly and silently. When he got to the top floor, he tried to unlock the door but realised it wasn't locked. He crept inside quietly, making sure the door didn't squeak. From below, he could hear muffled voices. To gaze down, he moved closer to the landing. The stairs directly in front of him would lead him down into the kidnappers' full view. He couldn't risk it, so he crouched in the shadows and waited at the viewpoint. Down below, there were eight people: four men and four women. Two of them appeared to be lifeless. He observed the tied women and two men holding the gun at Aiden. Although he couldn't see the woman's face, who was without a gun, he noticed she was
Aiden Fiona's eyes widened, and William appeared perplexed. Eric appeared shocked at first, but then his face erupted into a broad smile, followed by a wild laugh. "What did you call him? Who the fuck is Javier?" William asked. "Damn you Aiden! I wish you weren't so smart. Now you've spoiled my fun," Eric cribbed, still laughing. "Fun? You call this fun ?" I pointed to the lifeless bodies of Rob and Marilyn. "Aiden, there are main characters, antagonists, and extras in a play. Usually, the extras perish. They were only there as extras." As if this was a drama for him, he explained. "So this is play for you? You are a psychopath, Javier!" I said through clenched teeth. "Woah! Hold on! Why do you keep referring to him as Javier?" William inquired again, his face annoyed. Fiona looked at Eric as if he had grown horns. She was visibly trembling. "No! It's not possible, "she exclaimed, covering her mouth. "Surprised? Are you? I suppose you recall your husband's actions." Eric smil
- Aiden Mike was bundled off by the police. The detective lingered and fixed his gaze on me. "I'm Detective Conan, and the chief contacted me about your missing wife. How many hours has she been missing?" He inquired idly. "I assume she has been kidnapped for around six hours. There hasn't been a demand for ransom yet, but I expect one soon "I said. "So, Mr Reiner, how may I assist you?" The detective was curious. I said, lifting an eyebrow at him, "Of course, help me find my wife." "I heard the suspect, your wife has only been missing for.... like six hours. And she left home willingly. It's still too early to…" I cut him off before he could finish. "I get it, but this is different; I'm sure she's in great danger." My rage was growing once more. "We are doing all we can, Mr Reiner, but there are certain procedures and protocols which have to be followed," the detective explained. "I believe I made it clear to the Commissioner that I needed someone I could trust, someone who
Eric couldn't believe their good luck in capturing Sydney so quickly. Aiden would have no choice but to succumb to his whims and fancies, with her as a hostage. He no longer needed his complex plot to eliminate the Reiners. "So, what are your plans for her? Can I try her out first?" William inquired, his face beaming. Eric gave a withering look at William. 'What an Idiot! Soon he and his entire family would be rotting in hell! And all he cares for is getting laid.' Eric thought with great satisfaction. He gave William a cunning smile. "First, let us wake up our little whore." "Eric, this...this whole thing is getting out of hand! You... you never said there would be innocent lives involved!" Marilyn stammered, wringing her hands nervously. If only she knew that Eric was a psychopath who would be killing off so many people, she would never have agreed to join his mad plan. All she wanted was Aidan. "Marilyn, you agreed to join us, don't you want Aiden? You're not backing out now,
Aiden Sydney had been missing for hours. I went to her old apartment, checked at Mike's place and both flats were unoccupied. Though her car was parked near the building. Did she run away with him? NO! My heart refused to believe that. My phone ran again and this time it was Michael – "We caught him, Mr Reiner," he said, "the suspect on that tape we caught." "Mike?" I inquired. "You won't believe what he was trying to do. He was attempting to blow up our weapons storage facility! We discovered him trying to enter with forged credentials. He is adamant on speaking with you. What are your recommendations? Should we contact the authorities?" "No! I'll be there in an hour, so don't call the police ".I thanked my lucky stars over the phone for the breakthrough. After that, I contacted Clifton. "I'd like you to do something for me, Clifton." "Yes?" He answered. "Check on Eric Randall, the owner of the Emerald theatre, to find out his whereabouts. Follow him when you find him. Also,
Sydney Neither Leah nor Mike answered the phone when I called. It wasn't surprising; it was still early, and they'd most likely be sleeping. I was slightly out of breath by the time I got to Leah's floor. Fortunately, I still retained my old flat's extra key. I opened the door and went inside. Switching on the light, I checked Leah's bedroom. It was empty, the whole flat was empty. It wasn't that big, to miss any corner. Perhaps Leah stayed the night with her new boyfriend. She was smitten with one of her classmates. I decided to look around Mike's place. I approached his door and was ready to knock when it opened and Mike strolled out. He was dressed strangely in a jumpsuit that appeared to be some kind of uniform. It dawned on me that he was also wearing a lot of makeup. He looked just like the dude in the video! "Mike!" I exclaimed, my gaze fixed on him. Mike took a quick look around before dragging me inside and closing the door. I was too startled to feel anything, so I said,