"Call Ambrose to my office now!" Andy tells the receptionist without even sparing her a glance, and after him unlocking the door to his office, we saunter in. He puts his daughter down on the sparkling floor and turns to me."He should be here in a few minutes. You and Angel can sit at the coffee table while I check on things here. I will join you when breakfast arrives." I nod my head, and after handing him his bag which contains his laptop and some documents, I lead Angel to the coffee table. He has been away for a couple of days, so I understand he has a thousand of things on his schedule. I am partly to blame for his being away for that long. If only I didn't run away, he would have resumed the office a bit earlier. Crouching on the white seats, I can't help but think back to the last time I was here. How long has it been again? A couple of months ago. That day Andy instructed the chauffeur to bring me here. The naughty stuff I did that day makes me smirk at myself to date. I w

I peel my eyes from an exotic room with an awful aura. I dart my eyes around it. Mmh, no wonder I feel like throwing up. I despise hospitals. From the sight of them to the aura, they irritate my intestines, just like they're doing now. I feel terrible. What the fuck happened? The last thing I recall was the sight of everything before me back in the mansion going blurry until my vision became dark, and my legs failing on their purpose to support me. I fell unconscious. Huh! It's because of that bitch assassin! She freaks me out! Today was the height of it, though. I confirmed her real identity. The dreadful things she told me might have taken a real toll on me. Come on, myself! We can't fight this battle like this. I haul my lazy ass and sit on the bed, my back resting on the backrest of the bed. I check the time on my wristwatch. It will be eleven in the morning in ten minutes. I've been unconscious for how long? Two hours or so. Good grief! I roll myself to my acting-weak self and

I'm wearing a broad smile as I watch Angel try her best to blend in with the kids at this park. Yes, because I was able to persuade Andy to let the bitch have its way. That wasn't an easy one, though! He went berserk, livid; he fumed and roared, but in the end, I was able to calm him down like I always do. I am the only one who knows how to handle him. I'm glad I have that power to just soothe the beast in him. Nonetheless, I can't just trust this skimming, so I had to tag along to keep an eye on Angel. She thought I would just let her take my daughter all alone. She was so damn wrong! There is no way I would give in to that. Talking of the bitch, I thought her ass was itching to bond with her daughter and not just dump her at the park and disappear. I know! The air is so surreal without her annoying pesky self around, but still, where did she vanish to? It's been about thirty minutes since she left to answer some God knows whose call. That's so freaking long. Besides, she didn't hav

I finish dressing up in my room for yet another annoying park outing with Angel and the bitch, Maria. It's the third time we are doing this, and I am freaking out. My one-month pregnancy is kind of making me lazy, and the witch's demand to take Angel out every damn time she feels like it is stirring my emotions badly. We should have a serious talk about this with her because she will not order me around in my house like a puppet. Swaggering out of my room to say goodbye to Andy and get Angel, I find this witch leaning on his door, eavesdropping on Andy. The nerve! What is so inviting that caught her attention? This is not the direction to her room, so was she trying to sneak into Andy's room? Is she growing suspicious of us? I start wobbling my legs slowly in her direction, and now that I think of it, maybe she is actually speculating something. Could that be why Damian has kept a low profile for the last four days? The officers who were trailing him down have not been able to gather

ANDY'S POVAs soon as I hear the car pull out of the compound, I stroll out of my room, as usual, to trail my wife and my daughter. It freaks me out to let them leave with that whore, but I am glad today will be the last one. They will never go through all the torture they have gone through in the last couple of days. Finally, my Ania, my precious daughter, and I will be free and together like the family that we are. At last, Tania and I can love each other freely the way we desire. We will be the best parents my daughter and the other kids will have. As for that bitch Maria and that bastard Damian, they can be assassinated in prison for all I care. As a matter of fact, I think dying will even be a better idea for everyone's sake. I noticed earlier on that Ania was concealing something from me, but I don't condemn her. I'm hurt, yes, but I'm trying to understand her situation. Her love for me and our daughter can make her do anything, including lying to us if that means sparing us fro