Friday night.
Two days passed with Andrew and Miranda going for couple outings, having spectacular fun with each other. Andrew had never felt so happy and free in his life before but he felt like that with those amazing two days with his new found love, Miranda.
The restaurant appeared to be decorated in a passionate and romantic French style, which had candlelight placed on each table as other couples were in the restaurant. Andrew and Miranda walked in like a normal couple as they were taken to one of the tables in a restaurant Andrew wanted to make tonight, one of Miranda's memorable days with him.
They sat down on their seats but before that, Andrew played the role of a gentleman by pulling out her chair for her to sit down which surprised Miranda and also had her
She became agitated after a few minutes of stillness with no one willing to answer her query. Emily got to her feet and moved over to her, a sad expression on her lips."What's the matter, Emily? Why isn't anyone responding to me?!""Miranda, all you have to do now is relax. I'd like to share something with you."" Just spill it out already!! " Miranda exclaimed angrily.Emily groaned, her worried expression showing that she didn't know how to break the awful news to her or how she would respond." The cops informed us that Andrew's jet had been in an accident, and... " She came to a halt when she noticed Miranda was going to cry.
Miranda's head was covered with a hood, her hands were tied together with a rope. As the van kept on moving on the bumping roads, she couldn't help but feel goosebumps on her skin and a heavy weight on her chest knowing something awful was about to happen. Where are these men taking her to? Her head was covered to prevent her from seeing or getting to know the directions the van was going to, she felt nauseous knowing that she and her baby weren't safe in the hands of these men.The van stopped which made her flinch, the men gently dragged her out of the van by her arm and they removed the hood from her head. Miranda slowly opened her eyes to adjust to the sunlight only for her to be speechless at the sight before her,Standing tall in all its full glory was a villa, there were men on each side of the entran
Miranda looked at the man like he was talking gibberish but seeing the sincerity on his face, she almost believed then she remembered Andrew's words when he had told her that when he comes back he was going to tell her the truth. Could this be the truth?!" I don't believe you, " Miranda admitted. For years she had grown up knowing that she doesn't have any paternal family. When she was still in the orphanage, sometimes she hoped her mother would come visit her but it never happened. Sometimes children in the orphanage who also had the same story as hers, their mother who abandoned them, come back looking for their child to take them. Now that she's old enough to take care of herself, a man who has been stalking her for weeks and also abducted her and now he is saying he is her uncle. How does she expect her to believe him?
Amelia walked out of the room with Victor while his guards trailed them as they walked into his study. She didn't know why she didn't trust Victor yet, after what happened in the ball the other day, Amelia had been so desperate for the attention of Andrew." You have to stick to our plan, Victor. " She began as he took his seat." What plan? " Victor laughed which made Amelia frown deeply." You promised me not to cause harm on Andrew if I accept to be your accomplice. In exchange for giving you what you want, you will give me Andrew unharmed. " She said" So?! I told you I promised why do you still seem worried " he smirked." Do not play gam
Amelia sat in the room as she didn't know where Andrew could have gone early in the morning. Could it be he had known that she wasn't the real Miranda? It couldn't be, even if he was to know but not now, not today that they were about to get married. She needs to play her cards right so he wouldn't suspect or get any trace that she wasn't Miranda. Anyway, she should get ready for their wedding.She stood up from the bed, walking towards her wardrobe to pick up the dress she was going to wear.Finally, after waiting for years, Andrew was going to be hers.***Miranda woke up and found herself lying on a bed. She was inside a room, which was painted in all white and had only one door. Where was thi
Nathan hid behind one of the garage's cars, hoping that Amelia wouldn't notice him. She walked rapidly towards her car, opened the door, started the engine, and drove backwards out of the garage, looking terrified.Nathan waited until her car was out of sight before opening the driver's door and getting into his car, ready to pursue Amelia. He prayed their strategy would work and Amelia wouldn't notice he was following her.Amelia, unbeknownst to him, has her own intentions.***Miranda was lying on her bed, unable to sleep. Her eyes were heavy, but no matter how hard she tried, sleep eluded her. She grew ignorant of her surroundings after a few minutes of staring blankly at the ceiling, so engrossed in her thoughts
Three years later...Sitting upon a chair, a woman winced as she felt her hair being tugged in different directions. There were enough makeup supplies that could last a lifetime.Stylists scrambled around in the room, all of whom were rushing to get the beautiful woman in the white dress and ready.Miranda waited anxiously, she was so excited that she was going to make her vows to the man she loved. A lot of things had happened after the death of Victor, Damien made sure his body was burnt before disposing of the ashes while Andrew was seriously injured and had to stay in the hospital for proper care for two months. Life has been tough but as long as they have each other no one can break them apart, not even Amelia.
Just after terminating one of Andrew's enemies, Damien made his way to a club nearby to settle his scores. Getting inside after passing by the club bouncers at the door, he walked in with his guards and he was welcomed by the sound of very loud music, sweaty people were almost everywhere grinding their bodies together. Everyone around looked almost wasted, only few weren't and most of them were business men and Mafias who came to the club to have a good time and to get some sluts on their bed for tonight. This club was known for its violence. Every man gets to bid on a woman and the highest bidder gets to punish her thoroughly, by using different kinds of whips, libidos, neck collars and so on, on them. Almost everywhere looked crowded and only a few got to notice the arrival of the boss. He casually walked to the bar, as he raised his left hand to dismiss his guards, he could handle himself, especially now that he was in his club. Of course, he was the owner of this club and who wou