When Halle left the bathroom, the bedroom was empty. She felt a pang of disappointment in her chest as she strode to the walk-in closet. She had expected Xavier to be there, beneath all that anger, she craved the warmth he provided and how calm it made her. Don’t do that shit you always do! Halle scolded herself as she rummaged through the closet in search of something decent yet, soft and comfortable. She didn’t want to put on clothes that would rub against her bruises the wrong way and add more to the pain she was feeling. She went deeper into the walk-in closet, exploring the clothes that they had supposedly ‘arranged’ for her. It came as no surprise that they knew her size and knew the right things to buy…Xavier said he’s been watching her for the past three years and damn it that brought back her hopes that she wanted to throw away. The closet was decorated with a blend of peach and cream colors, reminding her of how long it had been since she’s tasted ice cream on her tongu
Xavier walked into the room, his king legs taking large strides from the door to Halle’s bedside where she and Tabitha stood. Tabitha lowered her eyes on instinc6, her shoulders tensed and when she raised her eyes, they were back to that professional gaze she always carried around the man. “Mr. Stone,” She greeted and he nodded absentmindedly in response, his burning gaze sizzling on Halle’s skin as she fought the urge to look into his eyes and then the urge to look away. It was a fucking challenge! “Thank you for bringing up her breakfast Tabitha,” Xavier said, his eyes still on Halle. He sounded less wound you than he did earlier, his shoulders more relaxed but that steely gaze that showed a hint of fury hadn’t gone anywhere. Halle suddenly felt like the bruises on her skin were on fire under his scrutinizing stare. A small frown on his lips and knots between his brows as he took another step forward and then turned to Tabitha. “I would like to have a word with Halle,” Tabitha’
“I had a boyfriend,” His expression darkened even though he tried to keep up that blank mask. Halle stared down at her fingers, for some reason the words she wanted to say suddenly felt too heavy.Was he going to kill Simon?Or was he going to be disappointed in the fact that she’s been a fool for so long?Halle knew that Simon was a bad choice and it wasn’t just the countless times that Greta had asked her to break up with the bastard, it was the moments in between. How much money he would ask from her knowing fully well that he wouldn’t pay her back, the number of times he’d threatened to hit her or even actually hit her with the intention of doing more but yet… Halle had still been with him.She was ashamed to admit it, but what was between them was more of a personal issue of her trying to prove herself to her mother rather than love.Halle loved the man but not enough to take that kind of bullshit but just like she’s tried to fight for the past few years and fail miserab
There was no need to stay in bed, that much Halle knew but she was still bedridden for three days either way.Horacio had come back a few hours after Xavier had left her with those chilling parting words. He came with two nurses that helped him with more intimate tests just so that Halle wouldn’t feel uncomfortable.He said he had to redo everything else and also make sure her body was still healthy enough for the procedure but before that, she needed at least two weeks to heal fully from Simon’s assault.Halle found herself breathing out a sigh of relief after everyone left the room. She didn’t realize just how scared she was of the procedure until Horacio made it clear to her that a date would soon be set.It wasn’t like she was going to be the mother of the child but yet her heart pounded hard in her chest and her mind flew to many places.If she were to become a mother later in life…no, that would never happen!After two days of staying indoors and not really leaving her b
Join them? Halle wasn’t sure what action to take, she chewed down at her bottom lip as she looked at all of them, overwhelmed by all of their attention.The blonde was still smiling patiently, his hands still holding the seat out for her.He had large brown eyes, they made him look like a perfectly drawn comic book character.He had a round face but Halle could tell from his beard and the look in his eyes that he was actually older.This was the first time she’s seen this many people in the mansion.Halle shrugged as she walked to the dining area and took the seat held out for her.What’s the worst that could happen?Besides, she’s been in her room for the past three days and she could really do with some company.“Good morning,” Halle said to them, it earned her wide grins from the men. They looked at her with a certain awe in their gazes and that baffled her.Somehow it made her feel weird that they all knew who she was and what she was here for but as long as they didn’
After the men had left the kitchen, Halle stayed back with Collette and helped with some of the cleanings despite the young woman’s protests. “You’re not supposed to be doing anything stressful!” Collette had exclaimed when she saw Halle with a wet rag. “There’s nothing stressful about wiping down a table Collette,” Halle replied with a playful grin, “And besides, I’m not pregnant yet so those rules don’t apply to me,” Collette pursed her lips and left Halle to her devices but of course, Halle could still feel the woman’s stares from the back of her head and her slight in takes of breath whenever Halle made a little strenuous movement. They were treating her like she was some egg that would be broken by anything and everything. Halle was sure if they had their way, she would be up in her room for the entirety of the year. Somehow she managed to block off all thoughts of Xavier and Simon from her mind as she cleaned, her mind rather thinking about the lessons she’s been taught and
“That son-of-a-bitch better watch his fucking back!” Greta snarled, “Cause the next time I set my eyes on him, I’ll be ripping his skin off his bones!”“Jesus, Greta,” Halle said in shock, “You need to calm down,”She could feel the woman’s anger through the phone and Halle knew what Greta was capable of when angry.“The last thing I want is for you to go to jail because of my personal problems,” Halle said. Her phone was on the vanity table and loudspeaker as both her hands were busy, pulling out the pins on her hair and releasing her thick strands from their tight bondage.“Your personal problems?” Greta practically seethed, Halle could almost imagine the smoke leaving her ears and her narrowed eyes.“This shit is far beyond a personal problem Halle! Why didn’t you go to the fucking cops?”“Because…” Halle sighed in relief as her hair finally came loose and fell to her back.“It's Simon and—”“—oh forget it!” Greta groaned, “After all, when you were supposed to call the cops on that
The dining room was dimly lit, unlike what it was earlier in the day. The scent of homemade pasta and sauce drifted to Halle’s nose, she inhaled deeply, her stomach grumbling as she made her way to the take. He was there.He was still in his three-piece suit hit, he had taken his blazer off and loosened his tie, kept it right next to his blazer on the armrest, the first three buttons of his dress shirt were left open and he looked laid back.He looked really good with long hair but damn, this low-cut hairstyle was just...It gave him a certain edge that she didn’t see before. It seemed like he had slow-growing hair...Or was he just trimming it every morning?His eyes had been on her since she stepped through the door.She could feel it and also wanted to pretend that she didn’t. Tabitha had just set down an extra dish on the table right next to Xavier’s fingers, he flashed Tabitha a grin and muttered a ‘thank you' to her.Halle blew out a short breath, summoning courage from whate
“Do I really need to be blindfolded for this?” Halle asked with a warm chuckle. Xavier just grinned mysteriously in response, guiding her by the shoulders through what sounded like a set of heavy doors given the echo. “Patience, Flower. I promise, it’s worth the surprise,” he assured her, amusement and excitement dancing in his tone. Halle smiled and cooperated as he led her slowly ahead a few more steps. Her heart swelled, trusting Xavier so completely even when she couldn’t see. After everything they had endured, Halle knew without doubt he would never lead her anywhere dangerous again. “Just a little further,” Xavier coached. “Watch your step.” His sturdy hands on her waist aided Halle in navigating what felt like a small staircase. A few more shuffling paces forward and they finally halted. Halle quivered in anticipation. “Can I look now?” “One moment…” She heard the smile in Xavier’s voice just before he moved behind her and untied the blindfold at last. “Now you can open your
When Halle awoke late one night from another vivid episode of panic, Xavier recognized a shift had finally occurred. He gathered her quaking frame close while she wept, exhausted and heart sore. “Shh I have you, just breathe,” he soothed until the tension slowly left her muscles. Halle clung to him like an anchor amidst stormy waters even once fully awake. “I’m scared, Xavier,” she admitted in a small voice once sufficiently calmed. “Scared she’ll find us again.” Xavier steeled himself before answering gently. “Then it’s time I put real end to this. For your peace of mind, and our son’s future.” Halle’s arms tightened around him briefly at the implication. But she simply nodded bravely when she pulled back. “Just promise me you’ll come back safely. I can’t lose you.” Her palm cupped his bearded cheek with profound tenderness. Turning his head, Xavier pressed a kiss into her open palm. “I will always come back to you Halle,” he avowed passionately. His piercing gaze bore into hers,
Xavier paused in the open doorway, gazing at the scene before him – Halle curled protectively around their three week old son as he nursed, her expression tired but content, Damien was at the edge of the bed, curiously watching and asking questions, his wide eyes innocent and childlike, just like it ought to be. Xavier’s heart swelled at the simple domestic sight, still scarcely able to believe he had nearly lost them forever.Halle had begged for Damien to be close, so the second they left Halle’s birth country in Africa, he had Monty bring the young boy out from hiding and back with them, where he belonged. After Halle had been safely recovered and gave birth, Xavier wasted no time whisking her away to a secluded estate where they could focus solely on healing without fear of Martha’s lingering reach. And healing was no small feat after the trauma Halle had endured. Though her physical wounds were minimal, the psychological toll left lasting scars.She was plagued regularly by v
Halle drifted slowly up towards consciousness, clinging to the last visages of a dream where she was enveloped in tender warmth and comforting strength. Even semi-conscious, she instinctively recognized the sensations cocooning her now were real, not imagined. But after endless days and nights of torment, believing rescue could only manifest as a fantasy, Halle desperately avoided opening her eyes fully. What if this beautiful illusion shattered the instant she woke up? The possibility made her heart seize with renewed panic.No - the arms cradling her were solid, the scent of juniper and fresh rain surrounding her unmistakably Xavier’s. This precious peace was real, it had to be. Halle focused on steadying her breaths, mentally grasping for fragments of memory through the haze still clouding her thoughts. Flashes filtered back now – the frantic escape attempt, searing contractions hitting, Xavier appearing through her delirium of pain like a saving vision…the sweet sound of her chi
A FEW HOURS EARLIER… The scorching sun beat down as Xavier surveyed the sprawling, dusty streets from the backseat of the nondescript sedan. It had taken tremendous resources and calling in more favors than he could count to get boots on the ground in this remote country so quickly. But nothing could deter him from his mission – finding Martha and making her pay for taking Halle.Taking the woman he loved and then sending him papers to sign while at it. Xavier gritted his testy as he thought about the phone call he had gotten from his aunt, she’d sent papers to his mail…asking him to sign over everything to her, that was her endgame. If she couldn’t get it from Damien as she’d originally intended, she’d get it directly from the man himself. Xavier had agreed to her deal but…he wasn’t really going to sign those paper. Stone was his legacy and he’ll be damned if he let’s and overly ambitious bitch take over and ruin everything he’s built. His mind wandered inevitably to images of h
Too spent to argue, Halle permitted him to gently help her ease down onto the padded nest now warming her chilled legs. Though hardly ideal accommodations, at least she was off the frigid concrete floor. Monty seemed satisfied with his efforts.“I must inform the Don that you have been found before he burns the brothel down,” he announced. Before Halle could wrap her mind around the significance of his deliberate phrasing, Monty had disappeared back down the cellar corridor with a final instruction tossed over his shoulder – “Try to focus your energies, I will be back as fast as I can.”Xavier…was here, for her. Halle couldn’t hold back her relieve tears but of course that feeling was short lived. Then Halle was alone again with her body’s urgent demands. She closed her eyes, trying futilely to center her wild thoughts through the intensifying contractions. But it was impossible to find any inner calm or fortitude. Not with her heart pounding anew wondering how much longer until
Halle’s heart hammered violently in her chest as the first contraction seized her swollen belly. There was no denying it now – the terror and physical exertion of her escape attempt had triggered full blown labor. Her child was coming, ready or not, even as Martha’s henchmen battered viciously to break in.“Shit!” Halle cursed under her breath as she held her belly, the pain hitting her unexpectedly and making her whole body sway and her legs shake. Leaning heavily on the dusty desk, Halle fought to stay upright and quiet through the painful tightening. But despite clenching her jaw, a low moan still escaped through her gritted teeth. The dampness soaking her dress kept spreading. “Why are you so impatient…” Halle cursed through gritted teeth, trying her best to stay up right so as to prevent any complications. From down the cellar corridor came another resounding crack – the stubborn old door’s hinges were splintering rapidly under the men’s force. In mere minutes they would be
Halle awoke with a gasp, her heart already racing. Today was the day – the day she would finally attempt her escape from this nightmare. She lay still for a moment, focusing on slowing her breathing and gathering her courage. The gloom shrouded the cramped room, but Halle’s eyes discerned the packed bag hidden beneath her cot containing the supplies she had managed to secretly squirrel away over the past week. The last week had been utter torment, forcing herself to endure her mother’s assaults and the groping hands of repulsive men trying to lay claim to her while pretending total resignation. More than once she had nearly faltered, the will to fight slowly being crushed out of her. But she would gently caress the swell of her belly. She could not – would not – let this place and its monsters claim another child if there was any hope of escape.Moving slowly to avoid any sounds of creaking, Halle eased herself up to sit on the edge of the mattress. Her heavy, cumbersome belly m
The days dragged by in agonizing torture as Halle remained trapped in her personal hell. Time ceased to hold meaning within the dingy confines of the small room that had been hers as a teenager under her mother’s cruel control. The peeling walls oozed with memories of past suffering, the very air thick with hopelessness.And now, heavy with her unborn child, Halle felt more trapped than ever. Her mother’s daily visits always ended with fresh bruises blossoming on her skin, dark reminders of her powerlessness. When not enduring her mother’s rage, Halle spent the empty hours curled miserably on the cot, arms wrapped around her belly as if to shield the precious life within from the darkness pressing in around them.On the fifth night, Halle lay tense and sleepless, every creak of the old brothel putting her nerves on edge. She stared dry-eyed into the gloom, too weary even for tears. The baby’s steady kicks were her only comfort.When the familiar scrape of the main door opening reached