Kristen stood there with her mouth wide open for some minutes. The tears that flowed from her eyes were unstoppable. They were like angry waterfall that flow freely from the base. Some drops of tears got into her mouth. Tears have a salty taste, but Kristien's taste bud became simply bitter. "Queen, please. Just breathe okay. Just breathe. I I… I …" Zach stammered. Queen was what he called his darling wife. She would call him King. Kristien believed that once a woman gets married, her husband becomes her King. Megan held up the bed sheet to her chest to cover her breasts. She couldn't look at Kristien. She simply looked away in humiliation. She knew that this would be the end of their friendship. Kristien would hate her forever. "But, I thought…. I thought you loved me. You did love me, right?" Kristien sobbed. "Yes. I would swear a million times, I love you so much, and nothing will ever change that. Not even Meg. I just… she.. she came over to say hello to
Everywhere was blur as she managed to force her eye lids open. Her head pounded so hard that she could hear some high - pitched sound effects. She tilted her head towards the left, then to the right. She saw a man sitting there. "Ethan? Is that you? Come closer hun. What is this place?" Amanda asked once her eyes managed to blend in with the surrounding a little. "It's not Ethan. It's me your husband, Colton." Colton said and began to caress Amanda's hair gently. Amanda turned to look at the man rubbing his hand on her head. It wasn't Ethan. It was Colton. "What the fuck are you doing here? And why am I here? Get your hands off me" Amanda shouted and pushed Ethan's hand away. Colton got very angry. He didn't know why Amanda would be so obsessed and possessed by a common bartender whom she met at a bar. He calmed down. He exhaled and inhaled. Reacting on his anger would only scatter his whole plans. All he wanted was to make Amanda fall for him. Anyhow, anyw
Beatrix struggled. She pushed hard. She kicked and kicked and struggled to break free, but it was to no avail. Her hands were chained up. Her legs were tied and her mouth was sealed with a duct tape. Ever since she was kidnapped, she struggled to break free. She would cry all day and night. Colton became a death sentence to her. She felt like a fool to have trusted and loved him so easily. She was alone. All the millions of followers she had on socials became useless to her. Not even a single soul could come her aid. As a Governor's daughter, even if it would cost the life of a thousand persons to get her back, it would be done. Surprisingly, though, her father had not come.to save her. What kind of governor was he? Despite her agony and pain, all Beatrix could think of was one thing. Amanda and Ethan. The last thing she remembered before seeing Ethan again was being hit by Colton on her head. The moment she saw Colton uncover his scar which he always used
"What the fuck are you talking about Jameson? Cause I hear Colton's name here. Jameson was taken aback as soon as he saw Manchi, but he refrained from displaying it. Oh how he hated the devil. "Hello Manchi. What brings you here? And how did you get in?" Fred asked and eased Jameson. "I'm here on some business that doesn't concern you Fred." Manchi spoke rudely. "I just arrived and we were about to have some proper conversations when you ruined it boss" Jameson spoke up boldly. Fred must have given him a measure of confidence. "Ruined it eh?" Manchi spoke and stared rapidly at Fred and Jameson, then he nodded in belief. "Keep your head outta mess. Cause you'll be flogged." Manchi ordered Jameson. "Thanks for sticking around for a bit Manchi, but I'm gonna have to ask you to leave now. Jameson here will let you know when he needs anything." Fred defended Jameson again. "Hey, watch it Fred, I'm gonna…" Before he could leap onto yet another word, two securi
Tears kept rolling down Amanda's beautifully rounded cheeks. She felt like her world had come to an end. Her father's death was like a thorn, a deep thorn in her flesh. Deep deep. She was still trying to cope with her mother's death. What tormented her the most was that she was never close to her father. She never abode to her father's will for her. She was busy working and working, trying to escape the pain from her mother's death. The only thing her father had ever asked for was for her to accept a marriage proposal from the Blake's family. Amanda began to consider her father's wish. Getting married to Colton wasn't that bad anyway. Yes, Colton did break her heart so bad, but there's always space for one more. Amanda didn't want to think about Ethan one bit. What he did was extreme. She hated herself for being fooled. Even if she did marry Colton, she would not give him all her heart. Never again. As all these thoughts ravaged her mind, she wished she
Amanda sat upright and made sure she was seeing the video clearly. She leaned forward and took the iPad from Reynold's hand and put the screen closer to her eyes to look for details. The video seemed to be taken by someone inside the shrubs close by. The video sent shocking waves to Amanda's skeletal system. Ethan was seen with two men dressed in black. They looked like polices. As she kept watching, she saw one of the men hit Ethan so hard in the head. The other man who wore a mask was making a video of Ethan locked in a car. Even a blind person could tell that the angle at which the masked man took the video was the same angle Colton's video displayed. It showed just his face and Beatrix in the back seat struggling to break free. Few seconds after that, one of the men was seeing taking Beatrix out of the car and jerking her into another car that had been waiting with a driver in it. The other guy then seemed to make a call, and after the call, they all lef
"Fuuuuuuuuccckkk!!!.... I'm gonna kill Manchi. I'm gonna rip his head off his fucking body!" Colton roared like an angry Lion. He stared at his reflection in the mirror with contempt. He knew that his table was finally shaking. Everything was going as planned. He had Beatrix right under his net, Amanda was under his spell, and Ethan was in his place. Now, his aim seemed to be going off track. He would now be in an emergent conundrum. As Colton thought of his image, his reputation, his money, his victory, he knew that he would have to buckle up. Even if he doesn't get to have Amanda for himself, he must find a way of not getting caught by the police force. Colton wracked his brain so hard that he began to feel disgusted by his reflection in the mirror, so, out of intense anger, he clenched his fist and threw a heavy blow to the mirror, once. He did it again and again until blood had no reason to stop flowing from his fist. He didn't feel the pain. His heart was
Ethan finally began to regret what he had done. He wished he had listened to Jameson. He wished he had just boarded a plane and had flown back to his home in Mexico. This was the first time was being kept as a prisoner. He had never ever entered a cell before. All this for Amanda? For love? Was he this foolish? Amanda never came to him all through his stay in the prison. It could only mean one thing. She has fallen for Colton, who knows, they probably are married now. Ethan cursed himself. He left Mexico few years ago to this city just to hustle and make ends meet for his family. New Hilton was the dream if almost everyone. It was practically the richest city in the state and in the country. Maybe in the world. Growing up as a kid, Ethan had the dream to become an Architect. He had passion for his dream, so he put all his best to make his dream a reality. Ethan was born into a poor family. He is an American by birth. His mother was Mexico and his father was an