Amaira's POV"If you went against my will then God help you, Amaira because anger and lust are a deadly combination!"His words boomed in the whole hall before he made his way out of my house. His actions make my heartache. He treats me like I am a toy that he can twist and turn with his fingers whenever he wants. My mother and brother came running to me as soon as he exited the hall. The concern was clearly visible in their eyes. And it was quite obvious as they love me as much as I love them. "Are you okay?" Mother asked and I nodded "My children are suffering because of me. It would have been better if I had died...""Mom..." Before she could say anything negative, I put my hand over her mouth. I can't even listen to it. "I am going to kill him, Amy!" John said all enraged, balling his palms to his side. "Please, John, calm down. Fighting and violence will only worsen the matter. You must accept that he is extremely powerful. We are nothing in front of him. He is very cruel, an
Trigger warningAmaira's POVMy father was a dedicated police officer. During his service, he assisted many people. He believed that if we do good to others, it will come back to us in some way. So, if we want others to be kind and helpful to us, we should always try to be kind and helpful to others.His helpful nature came helped us today. He once saved an elderly lady's home from burglars. The lady treated him as her son and has kept in touch with our family ever since he has died. She was always willing to assist us in our times of need, but we never accepted her support. But now, when we needed a roof to hide from that monster, we turned to her for assistance because we knew that in such a situation, only she could help us, just as she had helped our father hide for many days to catch the criminals.She gave us the keys to her house, which is hidden in the woods and difficult to find.We have been staying here for the past week. John won't let me or my mother leave the house while
Dominic's POVI was searching for her day and night and almost dug her whole city to find her. After searching for her for three days, I concluded that she is not hiding in her own city. Although I spread my men around, they were unable to locate her, so I decided to go out on my own and search for my little flower. I was walking through a market when I noticed the back of a boy who looked exactly like Amaira's brother. I ran to him and turned him around but he was someone else, but the incident clicked something in my head and I got an idea as how I am going to reach out to my little flower. I am sure that the only source through which I could reach to her is her brother. I went to the university where he is a student. Because my father founded the University, it was easy for me to obtain all of the information that I required. No one even questioned me as to why I require all this information. Once I had the list of students, I went through the boys in his class and looked for i
Amaira's POVThe bird's chirping stirred me in my sleep. When my eyes opened, my palm briefly closed. The sun rays from the window made it difficult for me to open my eyes properly yet I adjusted to the sunlight blinking multiple times. I sat up as soon as my vision became clear. I was lying in the same bed where I had spent the worst night of my life.There was no need to exert pressure on my brain to rewind what happened before I lost consciousness because the incident was constantly replaying in the back of my mind and because of that my heart was still throbbing in my chest. The only thought that came to my mind was that what's my fault in all this? That I am poor or that he is more powerful? Just because of his obsession he forced me to spend a night with him. And now when I have got pregnant, he is forcing me to stay with him. In all this where is my will? Where is my existence? He doesn't care what I want or how I am feeling. All he cares about is himself only. How would I
Amaira's POVMr. Kingston agreed to let me meet my family in exchange for accompanying him to his family function. He stated that he is doing this because he cannot trust me alone with his child and that he wants his child at all costs and that too fit and fine. After I had breakfast, he let me meet my family. They were concerned about me and I assured them that I was fine and that he would not harm me as long as I was carrying his child. He is more concerned with his baby than with anything else.Mr. Kingston has promised to look after my mother and allow my brother to continue his education as long as I behave, and I know what behave means in his language.To follow his orders! That will be seen. I need to find a way to keep him from taking control of my life while also keeping my family safe.Throughout the flight to his house, he was preoccupied with his laptop, while my gaze alternated between him and the interior of his jet. Many times it appeared that he was also staring at me
Amaira's POVI awoke and stretched my body to its limit. It was one of the best night's sleep I had ever had. When I opened my eyes, I realized I was in Mr. Kingston's parental home.My head turned to my left to look for him, but he was not there, and the lack of breeze on the bedsheets indicates that he didn't sleep beside me. That means he was not with me. I rose from my bed and blinked several times to clear my vision. Where is he? Last night, he forced me to sleep by telling me that rest is very important for the baby, and before that, he forced me to eat dinner in the jet because he couldn't risk waiting for the plane to land, for us to reach his palace and for me to eat so late. I know he is looking after me because he is worried about the baby, I am carrying in my womb. When I heard the clicking sound of the door, my attention was drawn to it. Mr. Kingston emerged from the bathroom soon after, wearing only a towel wrapped around his torso and water dripping down his athlet
Amaira's POVThe servants were bustling around the mahogany breakfast table, which had been blessed with every kind of feast I could ever think of, and despite this, Ava was eating only fruits. I am not sure what the point of making so many dishes is when you are going to have only fruits?The thought that bubbled up in my head was that 'She must be on a diet!'My gaze shifted between the food and my empty plate, unable to decide which dish to select first. One of the servants was serving Dominic his breakfast, while another stood beside me, waiting for me to tell him which delicacy I wanted first."Amaira, why aren't you having anything?" Lady Catherine inquired, her eyes darting between me and my empty plate.She is very caring and makes me think of my mother. I have not talked to my family yet because I am in a hurry."Uh, uh!"I couldn't think of anything to say. What should I tell her about my confusion between the dishes and the fact that I don't even know the names of half of t
Amaira's POVI just hope everything is fine and he doesn't unleash his anger on me! I entered the room, taking a deep breath, to find him punching the wall in anger, his punches were so powerful that it appeared he wanted to dig holes in it.Oh, the poor wall!I remained there, closing the door behind me, not wanting his family to know that I was not assisting him. With closed doors, they won't come to know what is happening within these four walls. Because I am his girlfriend in their view, so it is quite natural to be concerned about him.I remained frozen in position until I saw no blood pouring down his knuckles. He was pounding the wall without even taking a breath. Why is he torturing and hurting himself so badly? His father hasn't said something so heinous that it has changed him? So, why?When I saw his bloodstains on the wall, I swallowed hard and my heart melted.Shall I go to him? What if he pushed me away? What if he gets even more enraged after seeing my face? What if