Freda's POVAs the oil sizzled in the pan, I instinctively took a step back, wary of the sudden burst of activity. Following the instructions from the cooking video playing in the background, I poured in the sauce, hoping to recreate the dish with some semblance of success. Cooking was never my forte, but I was eager to explore this new hobby, a step towards self-discovery and growth.After weeks of treatment and recovery, the absence of pain in my abdomen was a welcomed relief, a tangible sign of progress and healing. The doctor had advised that I engage myself in little exercise, like cooking and that's what led me to the kitchen, despite my lack of culinary skills. The aroma of the sauce wafting through the air sparked a sense of anticipation and excitement, a fleeting moment of optimism amidst the chaos of the kitchen."What is next?" I asked myself looking confused, I mean I could clear see the video but I don't understand what next to do.Suddenly an unpleasant smell filled the
Freda's POV"So.....how is married life treating you" Miranda asked with a mischievous smile."I am not married dummy" Every time Miranda playfully mentions Hardin, it feels like a never-ending loop of teasing. Her comments about how lovely we look together have become a familiar soundtrack to me. "You look married to me, I mean I can see that marriage glow on you already" Miranda replied, of course, she will always have her way. I couldn't help but wonder what life would be like as Hardin's wife, I mean does he ever want to get married and have kids, I haven't thought of that."Don't worry when the time is right, you will know," Miranda said as if she could read my thoughts.Deciding to break the monotony of being at home, Miranda and I opted for a trip to the park. With Hardin preoccupied, his absence creating a void in my routine, the park seemed like the perfect escape. Despite Hardin's offer to have his man accompany us, I declined, craving a moment of simplicity and solitude w
Freda's POVI could hear the familiar sound of the horn, and my heart leaped with joy as I recognized it was Hardin. He had been away for what felt like an eternity due to work, and his absence had left a void that only his presence could fill. Without a second thought, I dashed down the stairs, anticipation bubbling within me like a fizzy drink waiting to burst.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, there he was, standing tall and handsome, a sight for sore eyes. Without hesitation, I launched myself into his arms, feeling the warmth and strength of his embrace envelop me like a comforting blanket. Hardin caught me effortlessly, his familiar scent wrapping around me like a comforting cocoon.At that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us in a bubble of shared happiness and longing. The sight of him standing before me, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and delight, mirrored my own overwhelming emotions. The flood of happiness at his return washed a
Freda's POV"Hmmm...I can smell it, today is going to be a good day"I woke up with a sense of contentment washing over me, a rare feeling of pure happiness that enveloped my being. The sunlight filtering through the curtains painted the room in a warm glow, casting a serene aura over the familiar surroundings. In that moment, everything seemed to fall into place, each piece of my life fitting together like a perfect puzzle.As I lay there, basking in the quiet beauty of the morning, a wave of gratitude washed over me. I cherished every aspect of my life, from the moments of pure joy to the simple, everyday routines that brought a sense of comfort and familiarity. The absence of drama, the peace that settled over my heart like a gentle caress, was a precious gift that I held close to my chest.The thought of loving Hardin, of waking up every day with a heart full of affection and devotion, filled me with a sense of wonder. I marveled at the simplicity of it all, at the ease with which
Freda's POVWith fear and fret visible all over my body, I trembled as I went into the car as instructed. I could not help but inhale deeply to calm my racing heart, but each breath I took only made my heart race faster. I took a deep breath, not knowing what was about to happen to me at that moment. “Who could want me dead?” I asked myself as I sat there at the back of the car, blindfolded, and the only thing on my mind was Hardin. I wished he was here to save me from the grasp of these unknown men.Shortly after, I felt a sharp pain at the back of my head, I quickly brought my hand to rub the place I felt the pain. I had just been hit with the back of the gun. I felt an instant headache and groaned in response to the pain.“Please don't hurt me.” I pleaded and as if they were angry that I talked. They hit me again in the same spot and this time, I felt the intense pain and the only to respond to that pain was to shut down completely and go unconscious. I lost consciousness immediate
Freda's POV“Look at me when I am talking to you.” He said harshly, and I quickly tilted my head to look at him, heaving a sigh of fear. My breath suddenly stopped as I gazed at the frown on his face. I had never seen so much rage in the face of a man before, not even Hardin. I thought as I tried to look at his face but was unable to look. He came to me closer and whispered in my ear, clearing his throat slightly. I closed my eyes slowly, inhaling deeply as I waited for him to talk.“You really think I would let go of all you did to me? There is no way I will all that slide.” He said, and I wondered what I did to him that made him kidnap me. I had the urge to ask him what I did to him, but I knew better not to get him angrier than he already was. I kept mute, not uttering a single le word but breathing to calm my racing heart. He took a few steps backward, as he slowly paced around the room. I could only try to steal a glance at him while he walked.“There is no way that I am going to
Hardin's POVI scrolled through my phone for the last time as I sat on the swirling chair, trying to read my unread message. I cleared all as and planned to respond to them when I get home and have dinner. I heaved a sigh as I moved back on my chair, opening the drawer to place my gun in it. I came across the half cocaine that I sniffed earlier. I thought of going along with it to the house but later decided not to as I still had a bag of it at home. I stood up slowly from the chair, heaving a sigh as I walked out of the office and headed for my car.The drive back to my mansion was a very fast one. Perhaps it was because I drove above my normal speed, as I was so exhausted and could not wait to get home. I parked in front of the house, tossing the key to one of my guards to park the car properly. “Welcome back boss.” He greeted me as he bowed, and I only gestured in response to his greeting as I walked inside the house. I went into the room directly and I suddenly felt different. I
Hardin's POV“I think Freda is in trouble,” I said rapidly, heaving a sigh and wiping my face with my palm, as I could not think straight at that moment.“How do you mean boss?” He asked and I exhaled rapidly.“She went out in the early afternoon, and she is not back yet. I called her, but her phone was switched off.” I said rapidly, and there was a moment of silence over the phone before I talked.“Diego, I want you to men in their numbers. Get very many of them and go out. I want the whole city searched and get Freda out wherever she is. When you find her, call me, I will kill whoever has done this myself.” I said, and I could imagine him nodding his head. I ended the call immediately and continued to pace around the room, hoping to receive a call from Diego that she had been found. Not long after, my phone began to buzz, and I quickly checked to see who was calling. I hissed as my gaze fell on who was calling. “Why the hell is he calling at this time?” I whispered as I placed my p