He cuffed her both hands to the bed this time.He looked up at her and was startled. She had tears running down her face."You're all the same! You're just like him! You just want to use me and then throw me away! You're keeping me chained like he did! You're all beasts! Heartless beasts!"He was frozen to his spot. Exactly what treatment did Luca met out to her?*He stared at her. Was she for real?"Get out! Go on, get out! Leave me chained here like some animal! You heartless shadow of a man! Get out!"He had enough of the insults. He had chained her alright but it was for both their good. She was a pest and with her character, she would not let him concentrate on the important life saving things he had to do. She didn't understand but she had the guts to open her mouth and say trash. She compared him with Luca. Why? Because he let himself get lost twice with her? He was foolish for that. His first kiss. Had he ever assaulted her? Did he make out with her in public?If not out of p
"Oh...but I love you so we can make love even without getting married?""No.""But I made love with Blake and Sandro and..."He pushed her off his shoulders, "With who!?"She blinked, her face turning to that of alarm, "I...uhm...we...they...""Charlene, you better tell me who those men are or else, I promise you, I'll kill every man in Sanviena until I find them!" He growled.*Joan made the decision to cut off all ties with Koty, not because of Alistair warnings the previous day but because she felt it was time."I'm sorry." She apologized after stating her mind.He had come to see her to apologize about their kiss.He smiled bitterly but nodded."I was just chasing shadows. I'm sorry for causing troubles." He said sincerelyJoan sighed, staring at the road. King, it's time for you to wake up, she thought. When she looked back at Koty, she found him staring at something behind her. It wasn't the direction of his eyes that had her curious but the scared look on his face.She turned a
Luca didn't budge when he heard the news. Good riddance to bad rubbish. King was better off without his cheating best friend. King needed to be a man; tough and unyielding, witty and crafty like he was but he couldn't achieve all that if he was still so attached to that weak girl.Frederico did nothing since Luca did nothing. Alistair was there anyway, why couldn't he protect her?Isla had no idea.But Luca tightened security at King's hospital just incase.*All Victor and his men's effort to find Joan proved to be in vain when nightfall came and they had no tangible result.He said to his men, "If by tomorrow night, we don't find her...we stop. It's not Joan we need, it's King and our time and effort should be focused on him. He can do without her."The night passed in silence and the day brought even more sorrow but no one expected what the afternoon brought for behold when the click struck twelve, a sleeping beauty was delivered right into her bedroom."Jack, do you copy? Chase th
She replied him with another kiss.They were broken apart by the sudden slam of the room's door and the marching of heavy boots. They looked to behold two police officers with unfriendly looks on their faces and a pair of cuffs dangling from one's hand."Joan Michaels, please step aside."The second spoke, "King Johannson, you're under arrest for the illegal kidnap of Jamal Johannson."King froze. He was caught.*King froze. He was caught?Joan was in panic. No...no...Not when she had just gotten him back from coma will she allow him to be taken again."Officers..." She stammered, getting to her feet.King shrank in guilt. Joan must have found out, she must have known everything already. Sweat gathered on his forehead."Joan..." He called softly, the officers forgotten.Joan turned back, pausing when she saw the look on his face. She sighed with a sad smile, "It's fine. I understand.""Miss Joan, please step aside.""Officers, what is going on?"Joan was startled at the sudden entran
"I'm sorry." She whispered, "I'm sorry you had to go through all that alone. I'm really sorry."A sharp cough had them turning their heads to behold another intruder, one with a mischievous smile on his adorable cute young face. She had forgotten he came with her."Who's that?" King asked curiously.She opened her mouth to respond but Alistair beat her to it."I am your brother."*King eyed the boy up, feeling slightly irritated by the joke. He had just woken up from coma and also had a close shave with a prison cell, all he wanted now was spend the rest of the day mopping in his bestfriend's arms. He still felt weak as hell and he just had to be hindered...again.From the boy's wise eyes, he could tell that he was far mature than he looked."Half brother actually, we only share the same mother." Alistair continued.Joan was ... What was he doing? She adjusted herself to be free from King's arms and sat properly on the bed."I don't have a mother." King replied coldly.Alistair smile
"The surgery we did was ... to repair the broken bones on his left hand ... Never touch his left hand..."*"Everything alright?" She questioned slowly, dread seeping through her veins."I don't know" He looked up at her, fear evident in his features, "I can't feel it. I can't feel my hand."*"What do you mean?" Joan asked but she was already reaching for his hand. She held it in hers. It felt weird and it was a little pale."Joan, I can't feel my hand" His voice was rising in panic, "I can't feel you holding it, it's...it's...it's numb! It's like it's not there!""Hey, calm down." She said softly. She examined the hand but it was fruitless. She had not the first idea of what to do, "I'll call the doctor."She pressed the red buzzer and they waited. King stating at his numb hand, she staring helplessly at him.'He may never be able to use that hand again. It was broken really badly.'She inhaled slowly. How would she tell him that?The doctor came in soon enough."Is Mr. Johannson ok
Mrs. Michaels shook her head, "No, it's now or never. I don't care whatever happens to King Johannson. You're going with me on this trip whether you like it or not. King can go to hell for all I care and also this..." She eyed Alistair, "thing. You either go with me, Joan, or die."*"It's a pity you didn't die." A voice suddenly spoke up.Alistair.Mrs. Michaels glared at him, "I'm talking to my daughter, not some street outsider so you shut up, boy" She spat, "when your elders in every way are talking.""Mum!" Joan called exasperatedly.She ignored her."And what do you mean by it's a pity I didn't die. Do you plan to kill me?""Yes, it's a pity I didn't succeed the other time. I'll just have to try harder next time" Alistair licked his lips, "A blade will really suit on your neck, so smooth and slit-ready. What do you think?"Joan and her mother were aghast. Just how could someone speak that way!"You!..." Mrs. Michaels was in horror. He couldn't mean what he said, could he? He rea
He didn't know why; perhaps because of his situation and how lonely he felt lying in his hospital room, all by himself; but he cried, curled up into a ball, his body racking with sobs.He wept.He hadn't meant to hurt her or push her away but he had felt so weak and useless after finding out about his left hand.He just couldn't be there for her.*Alistair got the news first before any other person and he sat patiently waiting for Joan to wake.The over six hours sleep was exactly what Joan needed though when she woke, she still felt a little uneasy. She didn't know why but her heart felt a little distressed.Alistair was gazing down at her steadily when she woke."Hey." She whispered softly, sitting up and running her eyes while yawning."You feel better?" He asked, not taking his eyes away from her.She shrugged, "What time is it?""Past 9pm."She groaned, "Is it safe now to visit King? He must be so worried and he would think I'm mad at him and... Oh no, visiting hours are closed.