COLEShe slept off in the car, curled up in the passenger seat in a peaceful manner like she had not just thrown a tantrum some minutes ago."Leave her." I ordered my guard as he made to pick her up from the back, after we had alighted at the house. He moved back at once and I picked her up, taking her to the house.Elsa was the first person to meet me by the door. "I see you have not relented in bringing her here. She is—"I breezed past her, not interested in whatever she had to say. She kept talking behind me, but I decided that I would talk to her later. I had to give her a good warning not to make my girl uncomfortable while she was here. Of course, she should know better than to mistreat my own child, even if I had not yet warned her about it.I wanted to take Aubrey to my room, but I knew that she would throw an even bigger tantrum if she opened her eyes and realized she was on my bed. I grudgingly took her to the room she shared with Purity, laying her on their bed instead.I

AUBREYCole let out a growl and pulled me aside in a flash, pulling the door open with such force that it almost went out of its hinges.I stood behind him, not knowing why I felt the need to hide away from Elsa, but also knowing that I needed to. "What did I say about getting in our way while we are here, Elsa? Do you really want to leave my house so soon?" Cole barked at her, and I did not know why that made me sob harder, though quietly.Elsa looked taken aback. Her eyes blazed with anger, her face red and her body shaking from rage… I presumed.Why was she angry with me? The same reason she has always been—no reason at all."Are you that blind, Cole? How can you not see the truth despite how close it is to you? Despite how much it is staring you in the face?" She cried out, and in that moment, Luke was behind her, his eyes fixated on me.I knew the look in his eyes too well, it was that one that always spoke volumes of how much of a misfortune I was, and how much trouble I carrie

COLEI barged into my house like a fucking mad man, Fisher's words replaying in my head,"She wants to kill your daughter, she has her tied to a chair," My fists curled in fists as I bolted upstairs, completely forgetting that I had installed elevators. The words went on in my head, "Her eyes are tied with a blindfold and the doors are locked."I ran faster, practically flying three steps at a time.Fisher's words in my head continued, "She keeps telling her that if she makes a sound or cries, she would not hesitate to throw her mother out of the window when she comes to save her."My foot slammed into the door as soon as I got to the room she was trapped in, and the door flew out of its hinges from the force.Luke was in the room with my daughter, the door had slammed into him in fact, and he fell to the ground, gripping the side of his head."Holy fuck!" He cried as I ran past him to my child, tearing off everything that was used to cage her in.In truth, I should be on my way to Me

COLEI knew what I was doing when I said I wanted. Her blatant refusal to the proposal made me more convinced that it had to happen.Sister by law or not, we could get married. The law was null and utterly void when I was involved. I mean, I called the shots everywhere. I asked Ray to continue the investigations with full force, and he accepted to do so but not before telling me that he had a feeling that we were heading towards a dead end. He felt that Elsa and Luke had not legally adopted Aubrey, but I could not really take his word for it. Ray would do anything to make sure that Aubrey and I ended up with each other. According to him, we were a sight for 'his' sore eyes.Shaking my head, I let my intrusive thoughts go, and instead got up from my L-shaped couch to walk towards the front door, I was actually heading to Aubrey's store.After the day she let me eat her out until she passed out, she never allowed us both to be alone in the same room anymore. There was always Sofia, or

AUBREYWe just stared at each other for long, uncomfortable minutes until he said,"I do not know how exactly the saying goes, but it's something along the lines of, 'if something or someone does not want you, let it go, and if that person or thing comes back, they were truly meant for you.' I can tell that you would rather do without me in your life, and no matter how much I want to fight against it, I feel like it is useless. There is apparently no limit to what you would do to get rid of me in your life—""Kill you," I quickly interrupted. "I cannot kill you… quite unfortunately." I immediately regretted the joke on the last part. I was not sure he would take it as a joke in our current situation. "I meant…""I quite understand." He said to me, but with his jaw locked as he continued, "It's a pity I cannot let you kill me, at least not yet."I slammed my fist into his chest, frustrated. "You know I did not mean that! I would never hurt you—""Never knew you were into BDSM with that