Zirah's POV Blinking my eyes open in a strange room, I feel so disoriented and loopy. I turned my body so that my legs could touch the cold floor. The shock of the coldness of the floor meeting my warm skin jolted me to be more awake. I was donned in a weird-looking hospital gown which gaped at the back and I turned my hand to hold it together in place, as I padded to the washroom. I turned on the tap, the cold water blinking me awake as I splashed it with my trembling hands on my face and I looked up at the mirror. The image I saw in the mirror made me wince. My hair was flat against my scalp and my skin looked pasty white with chaps across my lips. All in all, I looked like an absolute mess.I hoped Damon didn't see me like this. I glanced down at the floor as I bent down, a sharp pain pierced my side causing me to whimper out loud. Why am I hurting?XI released the hold I had on the gown, loosening the fit on my body as I turned my side to the mirror to check out what was caus
Ramsey's POV Her long, velvet hair is styled in long waves that flows down to her waist. She turns away from the window to look at me as I approach and once again I'm reminded of the reason why I chose her out of all the women. She smiles and the flush of her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes for seeing me again, reminds me why I wanted her. Fuck, yeah. She's worth it.With that reasoning I smile back at her and allow the attraction to pull us together. We met to kiss, the kiss I'd been dying for all day. Her heels are much shorter than she'd normally wear so I have to bend down to kiss her. That's no problem. I love towering over her petite frame and allowing the power of my height and muscle to dominate her. I know she loves it, too."You look beautiful today." I mutter against her lips, caressing her already hard nipples. "Didn't I look beautiful before?" She smiles coyly."You know what I mean.." I say my breath fanning her lips. "Thank you.." she demured."Did you wear th
The home of Peytr RamseyRamsey's POV I stirred the metal spoon into my cup, blowing gently in my coffee as I waited patiently for it to simmer down a bit.The door opened to usher in the maid bringing in my mood but I motioned for her to take it back, I didn't have much of an appetite anyways.Before she left though, I stopped her with a single gesture."Is Helen back yet?""No, sir." She curtsied and I sent her on her merry way. I worried my lower lip between my teeth, wondering why she wasn't back yet.I spied her leaving the house late yesterday, dressed up. I thought she was going to meet Damon but I might have been wrong.Their relationship was a very weird one, but she looked excited when they finally performed the mating ceremony.I had heard from the grapevine though, that that lady he was frolicking with earlier, he brought her back into the city secretly.I didn't really care about his activities as far as he doesn't hurt my princess.Helen on the other hand, may have a d
Damon's POV The loud buzzing in my head wouldn't just STOP! I banged my head on the desk over and over again maybe it would but Nooooooo!It didn't.Raising my head up and spotting a bit of blood from where I'd hit my head on some piece of broken glass, I stare mesmerized at the sight of the blood.Then unbidden, the spray of Helen's blood comes to mind, the image replying itself on auto-repeat in my head and I swing up my heavy right arm to drown the visions, only to find that my cup is empty.Managing to unglue my eyes for just so long to locate the bottle, I poured a generous amount into my glass and downed it all at once.Whoop! I knew I had something important to do and it was pretty hazy, just at the edge of my mind but seemingly very far.I was pretty content to sit here and wallow though, the implications of what I did crashing down on me, and I realized that I had royally screwed everything up for me, Zirah, the kids, my people…Damn, Helen! Even from the dead, she still fi
Zirah's POV"You need to eat," Erica tells me, pushing the food to my side but I just turn away, hugging the pillow to my chest.It was a dreadful sight to behold honestly, my hair hung down my shoulders in limp ringlets and my clothes were the same ones I wore throughout yesterday.My face was pale with several sleep bags under my eyes.I've been locked in here for over a week, with food and water brought to me three times a day.I was fully healed from all the resting I'd been forced to do since I couldn't go anywhere.I could forgive Damon for his barbaric attitude if he didn't keep me away from my children.I almost ran mad because I was always obsessing if they were fine or even alive.The only grace I got to alleviate my worry was when one of the maids brought them to see me for just three hours and then took them back, despite my pleading, kicking, and screaming.And I haven't seen them since then.Just once, in twelve days.He could do anything to me and I would probably forgi
Zirah's POV The news Erica dropped on me rocked my work if I was honest, but then it answered a lot of my unspoken questions.But at least there was a bright side to it, I don't know but she managed to convince Damon or whoever was taking care of my kids when I wasn't there to let me see them more.And today, I'm sitting on the floor playing with them and reading to them their favorite book.I stopped from time to time as they babbled nonsense to me, pretending to listen as if they were asking me life-changing questions, placing my hand in my chin as if deep in thought, then replying to them with a funny motion making them squeal in laughter.A satisfied smile would come on my face every time I watched them giggle happily at every funny move or sound I make.I closed the current book in my hands, twisting around to grab the other book when the entire building shook.An explosion somewhere close by shook the building so much, I just looked in shock.Another one rang out, which startle
Zirah's POVShe immediately grabbed it in her palm and plunged it into his side, he screamed out and let go of her neck to fall to the side, then she stands up and jerks it out then plunges it into his body over and over again, his body jerking with the movement until he just lay still on the floor.Dead."Come on. More will be on their way soon." She rasped out, stumbling to her feet.Her bloodied hands clutch mine as they dragged me forward.I took one last glance at the man's mangled body and rush after her, the stroller in front.We ran down a couple of stars before we got to what I think was the basement.There was only one bulb here which at times flickered in and out, giving the place a creepy vibe.I shivered suddenly, remembering I was only wearing my tank top and Erica flicks a glance at me for a moment, before going to open a secret panel that revealed a keypad.I felt exposed standing behind here out here in this dark hallway of the basement and I used my palms to rub my a
Zirah's POV "I'm listening." I folded my hands across my chest. She opened her mouth to speak but the microwave dinged loudly, signaling that her meal was really, and she murmured an apology before turning back to the food.She brought the roasted chicken out which smelled heavenly by the way- and stored the sauce one more time, before straining the pasta and diving it into two portions.She heaped sauce on each of them and placed two chickens on the plate before arranging them on a tray and brushing past me to the Center room.She placed it on a table and invited me to take my seat before rushing off to bring water for me and a bottle of wine for herself."Let's eat. I'm hungry!" She clapped her hands in delight and dug into the meal without waiting for me.She made several noises as she ate, moaning each time she took in another forkful of pasta."Aren't you gonna eat?" She said, looking at my door untouched plate.I picked up the fork, twirled a piece of pasta around my fork, dipp