Hardin’s POV“Call me back as soon as you confirm it,” I said to one of my men on the other side of the phone. I had put him in charge of confirming the delivery that was sent in my absence. Because I didn't want to leave Freda all by herself in the hospital.I noticed her body language when I was leaving to make a call and that was enough reason for me to suspect that she was up to something. I decided to handle the business quickly so I could head back to her room and check up on her.my steps quickened with a sense of urgency as I approached Freda's room, I needed to see her, to assure myself that she was still there. But when I reached the door, my heart sank like a stone.The room was empty, devoid of any signs of life. The bed was neatly made as if no one had ever occupied it. Panic surged through my veins, mingling with a growing rage. I had placed a guard in front of her room so How could this have happened? I thought to myself that's when I noticed the broken window.“Fuckkkk
Freda's POVI sat there on the chair with my hands tied to the armrest and gagged. I tilted my head to look at the men dressed in black, holding their guns. I could still not believe the scene that played in front of me. Andre had kidnapped me. But why? I asked myself. My heart skipped a beat as it wandered off to the fact that Hardin had asked Andre to do whatever he wanted with me. Am I that meaningless to him? I asked in my thoughts. I grunted, trying to free my hand, but the knot was too tight, and I could not move my hand. I started to breathe fast as I raised my head to look at the man who was watching me trying to free myself. I rumbled as I tried to talk, and just then Andre walked in with a smirk on his face. “Stop trying to hurt yourself, young lady. You cannot free yourself. Except if I decide to free you. No one else can.” He said, and I tilted my head to give him a stern look. Why the hell are men like this? Having a double personality and being so good at expressing bo
Hardin's POVI had no time to waste. I quickly hopped into the car, and we headed for Andre's house. I could not help but think about what he had told me. If he had an issue with me, why didn't he come directly to settle the scores with me? I wondered in my mind. I was extremely furious about everything. How could Freda leave the hospital in an attempt to escape? After all the punishments she had received for trying to escape some time ago. People never learn the easy way. Always the hard way. I thought as I heaved a heavy sigh in the car. I made up my mind that I was going to get Freda back, even if I had to bring all of them to the ground with my bullets. I clenched my hand into a tight fist and suddenly hit the chair in front of me, grunting out of frustration. I took a deep breath, losing my patience gradually. Why aren't we there yet? I questioned my inner self. “Step your foot on the gas!” I yelled at the man on the wheel and immediately rested my back on the chair, breathing
Freda's POVI sat there, scared for my life, and Andre pointed a gun at my head. There had been a lot of gunshots and everywhere was tense. What was going on? I could not help but ask in my head. I could not think of anything else but the fact that a gun was pointed at my head at that moment.“You want her, right? Come and get her!” He yelled out, and immediately I knew he was talking to Hardin. Not long after, the door broke down, and my gaze fell on Hardin, holding his gun as he gave Andre a fierce look. I heard Andre chuckle as he pushed my head with the tip of his gun. Tears rolled down my eyes freely as I watched him. He wanted to move closer rapidly, but Andre's voice made him stop midway.“If I were you, I wouldn't do that,” Andre said in a low tone as he moved forward still pointing his gun at me, and Hardin immediately lowered his gun.“Put it on the floor and kick it to me gently,” Andre commanded and Hardin, with a frown on his face, grunted lowly as he bent down slowly, dr
Freda’s POV I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I saw Hardin approaching me with the food tray in his hands. Fear gripped me tightly, squeezing the air out of my lungs. Memories of the last time I had refused to eat flooded my mind, and tears welled up in my eyes. I tried to hold back the tears, to keep my composure, but the fear was overwhelming. It consumed me, making my body tremble uncontrollably. I knew what would come next, the forceful insistence, the relentless pressure to eat against my will. As Hardin came closer, his eyes locked with mine, I could see a glint of determination in his gaze. It sent a chill down my spine, intensifying my fear. I felt like a trapped animal, cornered and defenseless. The memories of the last time he had forced me to eat resurfaced with vivid clarity. The taste of the food, the feeling of being powerless, the helplessness that engulfed me. It was a nightmare I never wanted to relive, yet here I was, facing it once again. My tears bega
Freda's POV “Wow,” I exclaimed with my mouth wide open as I stepped out of the car, a sense of wonder washed over me. The beach house stood before me, its grandeur and beauty taking my breath away. A lady, dressed elegantly, guided me inside with a warm smile. My heart raced with anticipation as I entered the house, unsure of what awaited me. The moment I stepped into the house, I was greeted by a sight that left me speechless. The palace-like interior was adorned with exquisite decorations, creating an atmosphere of enchantment. It was as if I had stepped into a fairytale. And there, sitting on a regal chair, was Hardin, his eyes fixed on me. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down my spine, and my heart skipped a beat. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us at that moment. “You look beautiful” Hardin complimented me, I blushed and looked away as if trying to his the fact that his words meant something to me. “Thank you” I replied as I stood there awkwardly
Freda's POVI woke up from the bed as I felt cold and shivers in my body. I slowly opened my eyes and squinted immediately as the light in the room was in excess. I rolled to the other side of the bed and immediately noticed that Hardin was not on the bed, I exhaled rapidly, sitting up on the bed and placing my palm on my forehead as I reminisced about what happened between me, and him last night. I grinned slowly, closing my eyes afterward. “Where has he gone to this early morning?” I thought as I stood up from the bed slowly and went into the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror and examined my whole body, grinning as I could not hide the excitement that I felt. For the first time, having sex with Hardin was giving me the maximum pleasure it came with. I thought as I splashed warm water on my cold body, and goosebumps started to appear immediately. I quickly freshened up and went out of the bathroom and back to the room to dress up and continue the day. Just as I wore my dress
Freda’s POVAs I slowly opened my eyes, the warm rays of the morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. But instead of feeling the usual sense of calm that comes with a new day, my thoughts immediately turned to Hardin.The events of the previous night played out in my mind like a broken record. I had spent hours in the kitchen, preparing his favorite meal with love and anticipation. The aroma of the dish filled the air, creating an ambiance that was meant to welcome him home. But as the minutes turned into hours, he never showed up.I remember I had sat at the dining table, my heart sinking with each passing moment. The silence in the house was deafening, broken only by the occasional creak of the floorboards. I waited, hoping for the sound of his key turning in the lock, the familiar sound that would bring a smile to my face. But it never came.Confusion and worry washed over me, mingling with a tinge of disappointment. Thoughts raced through m