**Olivia POVI opened the door to our room, Ken clinging to my leg with little fists scrunched into the fabric of my jeans. I was certainly underdressed for dinner, but it felt like I was still underdressed for this room. The view was gorgeous, looking over the farmland that sat adjacent to the mansion.I knew the Peterson's had money, but this took things to the extreme. I could see for miles before I finally found Ken and my bags tossed recklessly under the bed. I unpacked our things into the large wardrobe doors and Ken scoped the place out."Mommy," he grumbled, shivering as he looked up at a tall portrait on the wall. "This place is creepy.""Why do you say that, son?"He pointed to the man in the photo, surrounded by children of varying ages. I stalked closer to get a look of it as well, surprised by the amount of well-behaved children in one snapshot of a picture.I could find Ellis in the front, his small tuxedo no bigger than Ken's from the engagement party. He had a beautiful
I couldn't fall asleep. As much trouble as Joan had caused, I couldn't shake the feeling that she was right. Maybe the Peterson family was in danger again from the threat of Bennett Klein. Bennett was a dangerous man that had killed people and tried to steal Ellis' fortune by kidnapping our son.Maybe Ellis would need someone else with him to help secure Peterson's future. I couldn't entertain such thoughts. As long as Ellis would want me, then I would stay. Not only would I stay, but I would fight like hell to do whatever he would need from me. I wanted to be by his side as long as he wanted me there. As I turned over, I caught Ken sleeping on the long couch near the balcony doors. He didn't like sleeping in bed, mentioning the smell of this room like it was cloaked with mildew. I know he just missed his bed at Ellis' home, but he was sticking it out for me. My hands toyed with the sheets, my eyes clinging to the ceiling while my mind was riddled with pressure. My phone humm
I woke up to Ken jumping into bed while Ellis held me firmly. Both of my guys were awake and I dazzled in their holds. Even at the Peterson house with so much bad energy flowing through this place, I still found time to be with my favorite guys. I wanted to savor it forever, leaning on Ellis' bare chest while he held me, Ken bouncing in my lap. The moment was stolen from me with a demure knock on the bedroom door. I set Ken aside and walked to answer it, but Ellis beat me to it. He flung the door open and leaned intimidatingly on the doorframe. My body shivered at the sight of Joan in the hall, giving Ellis a look of resentment as he answered the door with just his trousers on. She looked to us both like she had to reform her words with Ellis being here. "If you don't have anything important to say," Ellis started first. "Then I think you should leave Olivia alone today."I bit back a cough of laughter. The look on Joan's face went even more sour and it pleased me more than I thou
I hissed as I dropped the gun at last, feeling the new audience in the bedroom begin to surround me. My heart raced out of my chest and I lowered myself out of protection. At least in the large group of onlookers, Ken was not a part of this witch hunt. He would be oblivious to the setup happening here today. I couldn't escape all of these people, either. Even if I wanted to run away from this obvious attempt to frame me, I feared it would work. Would the police believe me when I would tell them it was all a lie? I held the gun and Herman now laid with a bullet wound to the chest. They knew I was the easiest target to blame. That's why Joan sent me here in the first place!Joan put away her phone when the wailing to Ellis had finally run short. It wasn't long before I could track the sound of his steps coming up the stairs. He raced into the room, nearly knocking Joan off balance, and rushing to his grandfather's side. I watched in dismayed horror as he worked to find a pulse but w
I hadn't slept since the moment Herman was found out to have been shot. Thankfully, he was still alive and being looked over at the hospital but that didn't settle my nerves. Ellis was still fighting to make sense of this tragedy and I had to face my own reality. If I never came to the Peterson household, would Herman be in this state?"Mommy, are you coming with me?" Ken pondered. I could only shake my head at first, busy wiping my damp cheeks. "No, Ken. You have to go with Luke. He's going to take you to your grandparent's house and you'll be safe there.""What about you?" he blurted, his wide eyes wandering down to his car seat like he would stage an escape if I didn't reply to his satisfaction. "Are you going to be safe here?""I've got her," Ellis said, kissing his son on his disheveled scalp. "Mommy is safe with me, I promise, Ken. She's going to be fine. You're going to go with Luke and have a good time, okay?"He nodded but didn't look fully convinced. "I love you, mommy and
**Ellis POV My eyes opened and shut, but everything was a blur. I couldn't make sense of where I was or anything around me. I must have been somewhere between waking and sleeping. Something was missing. No… Someone was missing. She was screaming.I jerked awake, reaching my arms out to grasp her, all I clutched was empty space, as if the woman I reached for had suddenly disappeared. I tried to think who I was expecting to hold onto, but a splitting headache gripped me and I lay back on the bed.I had hangovers and headaches before, but nothing like the skull splitting pain I felt as I closed my eyes and put my hand to my head. I didn't remember drinking the night before but I swore it would be the last time I touched a drink for quite some time. Then I felt the bandage on my head and realized that somehow I had gotten hurt. But I couldn't remember how. "Ellis?" I felt my body go rigid at the unexpected sound of a female voice beside me. I hadn't noticed her in the brief moments my
**Olivia POVI nearly stopped breathing at Ellis' cold words. What was he saying to me? Why was he looking at me like that, so cold and distant? Was he mad at me?I didn't understand what was going on. I remembered Ellis grabbing onto me and holding me through that terrible ordeal as our car crashed and flipped over. I got chills thinking about how things could have ended so much worse for both of us. We were both alive, that alone was a miracle. I don't know how long we were stuck in the wreck. Firefighters had to cut open the car to get us out. I was knocked unconscious until they got to me. I could see Ellis as he was still in the car lying on his side unconscious.I thought that we would be taken to the hospital together. But we were separated at the scene. He was rushed unconscious in one ambulance and I was taken in another.Although there was a small cut on my head that had been bleeding, all of my injuries and abrasions were minor. While I was being treated, Joan and Brenda a
I took the rest of the day to rest and get warm. Bennett made sure to send warm tea and sandwiches to the room I was instructed to stay in. I still couldn't believe all that had happened with Ellis and his step-mother at the hospital. It was true that there was nothing I could do. Ellis and I weren't married and I had no legal right to stay in the hospital by his side if he didn't want me to. When I was alone and settled down I was able to allow the tears to fill my eyes and spill down my cheeks. None of this could be real. How could it be that Brenda was by Ellis's side and I was now being saved by Bennett Klein? My heart broke as I thought about Ken. After everything he had been through in his short life, how could I tell him that his father didn't remember us? No, there had to be something I could do. Even if we weren't married, there must be a way to convince Ellis that I was his fiancée.In the end I realized that I would have to call home and at least tell my mother what was