All Chapters of MARRIED TO ALEXANDER PIERCE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Francis Without failing to heed to the stalker's threat, I had Melissa and the kids delivered unconscious to the location yesterday. I imagined the look on her face when she found out what I did but she wouldn't understand. My life was at stake, same as Bree's. I needed to do something as fast as possible. I got us into this mess in the first place. But Bree's words couldn't and wouldn't leave my head. Could it be true? Was I just a puppet in his games? What exactly did he seek that killing Alexander was his only way out?A knock on my door knocked me out of my thinking. I wasn't expecting Bree or any other person, all I wanted to do was find a way to rescue Melissa and her kids.I unlocked the bolt on the door and saw 2 officers with sunglasses at my doorstep.“Good day officer, how can I help you?” I maintained composure and tried to sound confident.The first officer removed his glasses and stepped forward. “Are you Francis Davis?”“Yes I am, how can I help you?”“I'm Officer Ben a

Lady SeleneI started pacing up and down the corridor of the VIP suite. I knew he was going to ask, not just soon. And he didn't even give me a chance to compose myself well, that question took me off guard.Carl came out just in time and I rushed into my husband's arms, weeping silently. “What do we do Carl? He mustn't find out, not in his present state. He might go crazy or rather go into shock which might lead to coma and that won't be good for anyone of us.”He held me tightly, shushing me and at the same time patting me. “I think he knows something is wrong. I need you to be strong for everyone of us now, please honey. Please.”“I've lost everything, everything I've worked for,” I continued sobbing. “What exactly did we do wrong Carl?”Not saying another word, he only continued doing what he was doing. FlashbackMy mind drifted to 2 days ago, the day of his accident. There was no one to call, Bree had been arrested that day and Melissa was the next person that came in my head. Th

MelissaSince the day of our capture, we've only been moved from one location to another with just breakfast and dinner as our only food. Now at our newest location, I still had no idea of why Francis would decide to kidnap us and not show his face afterwards. I had several plans in my head for him when I finally got out of this place, he would most likely hate himself.The door opened and the same huge guard who fed us walked in, with a plate of richly cooked food. My kids’ mouth watered at the sight of it and dived straight into eating, no questions asked. We were not given the chance to bathe or clean ourselves; all that was provided was another space inside the same room that served as our toilet.The place was just a single room with a toilet, brightly illuminated; a window sitting high up, where our hands would never dream of reaching, a fan for ventilation, a bed big enough for all of us and a fridge housing several bottles of water for us to drink whenever we finished eating.

AlexanderFinding sleep hasn't been easy lately, I tossed from one end of the bed to the other. The sun was beginning to set behind the horizon again. As fascinating as it was, it looked nothing as beautiful to me. If my life was complete at the moment, we would definitely be swooning over its beauty.My ringing phone jolted me up, and seeing that it was a hidden number, I decided to ignore it. Not long after, the same call came in and I was cajoled by my inner self to pick it.“Hello this is Alexander Pierce, who am I onto?”The next thing I heard had me leapt up from my bed without thinking.“Daddy,” Aurora's voice pierced into my hearing immediately.Before I could say anything or register it perfectly in my brain, the line went dead. “Aurora? Is mummy there with you?”I kept saying, not knowing the line had gone dead. I tried calling back immediately but it was a hidden number, no way it would connect.“Fuck it,” I threw the phone on the thinking, walking the length of the room. M

James(Masterminder)When I got the news about Francis being in prison, I was worried and scared. Two weird emotions that never existed in my dictionary until now. He wouldn't dare snitch on me, else he knows what happens to snitches. Snitches get stitches. I walked around the house with my cane, searching for my cell phone. Finally found it, I placed a call to who I had in mind.“Yuri, it's me,” I said. “I need someone to be below 6 feet before the end of the week. Scratch that, as soon as possible. Can you make it happen?”“$100,000. Non-negotiable,” he bellowed. Just like I expected, he barely talks and only talks when it is necessary.I was impatient, money wasn't a problem for me. He knew that. “Agreed, but are you sure you can do it today?”“Details?” As usual, straight to the point.I gave him everything he needed to know about Francis’ current whereabouts. I should feel bad for killing my nephew but unfortunately I can't remember the last time I felt anything personal towards a