LOVEY'S POV PRESENT...                                                                  Outlandish ceiling gladly received my eyesight. I drifted my gaze around as the view was not familiar to me. I looked down at myself. My eyes caught my hands. My gaze caught the fat diamond. The memories drifted in my mind. Romit was saved in my arms in the courtroom.       " Jack" It came out as a whisper. I stared at the ring in my hand again. The door opened with a creak. I looked at the door. It was closed. 

                                 Jack was busy on his phone. Romit and Nancy were playing, chasing each other. John was smiling to watch them.      " Call you later," he whispered.       He came and stood beside his mother.       " I didn't get time to tell her. But she knows now. She's fine with this. Right, Love. " he said, putting his hand on cheek.       " Yes. " I forced a smile.       I didn't wanna upset our mothers with the ups and downs of our marriage.       " Let's eat," he said, holding my hand and walking towards the table, taking me with him. I pulled my hand from his hand and he grabbed it again more firmly. He pulled the chair out for me with one hand. I dug my nails in his palm. He gave me a look. I pulled my hand and he d

JACK'S POV                                        I went into the kitchen. Luckily, nobody got shot. It angered me when I saw South gang's thugs pointing guns at my family. I couldn't think of such an effect on her. ' I have to calm her down. ' I asked the cook to make the salad, orange juice and black coffee. I fished out my phone and put it back in my pocket. I took the tray from his hand and picked a water bottle. I hurriedly walked toward my door.       What the fu**! The door was on the ground. I kept the tray on the table.      She was sobbing inconsolably. There was terror in her eyes. Her eyes were swollen. Her nose was red. I could perceive, she was wheezing. Her breaths were coming out rapidly from her mouth. I came near t

LOVEY'S POV      Four guns were pointed at me. Black silk cloth was around my mouth. My hands were behind the chair and tied up with the same black silk. I was fighting with silk to get free.        A man in black coat pants around his mid-thirty brown skin was sitting on the couch before me. He was turning the pages of his file as nothing was happening unpleasant around him.        " I like peace. If you don't make a noise. I can remove it. " he said, his eyes were still fixed on his file.        I nodded my head. Tears were rolling down my eyes and making the silk wet. I was frightened. He stood up and took steps toward me. He pulled the knot and removed it from my mouth. He was careful not to touch me.        He freed my hands, " I didn't tie your legs as I can see the fracture. I don't wa

JACKSON'S POV                                      I was beaming like a moron when I came out of the room. I did not want her to see me smiling. I rushed out of the room without looking back. Her arm around me gave me hope today. She would accept our relationship and marriage. I reached back in the hall. Harry was waiting in the hall.     " You took five minutes fifty one seconds. '' Harry said.      " Let's go. Dad's gonna piss off." I said.      " He is already pissed." He said.     I shook my head and tightened my grip on the knob.      " Dad? ...."      " My sons are not kids anymore. " He said, looking up from his file. This taunt was proof. We weren't no