Abby’s POVI locked myself in the room all day because I couldn't figure out why Miguel faked his death, what he was hiding, or why he put me in this situation. I thought he liked me. But why did he make me look stupid so that I could find the flash drive with important codes inside my apartment? I feel like he's just using me as a way to get what he wants.Does it have to do with money, riches, or treasures? Or hints that he is hiding something in that critical flash drive?"Don't you have anything planned?"I take a quick look at the man who is standing by the door. "Plans? I feel like I'm locked up here, so why do I need a plan? I can't even make my own choice.""Abby, you're not in jail—""Yes, I am. You don't have to say things in a nice way, I'm not dumb."“Abby, I have to go, take care of yourself.” He slammed the door shut, and I shut my eyes tight and could feel my heart beating in my chest rapidly.I still don't understand why my ex-boyfriend, whom I thought was dead, came b

Abby’s POVI stand in the middle of the hallway and think about what happened the day before. I felt sick when I saw on TV that a lot of people had died inside the mansion, and I couldn't do anything to bring them back to life. If I had known that would happen, I could have warned them and saved them.There are a lot of black-tinted cars outside the gate, which means it's time to go to the cemetery and pay respects to those who died. Fabian was waiting outside for me, so I took a deep breath and walked past the hallway. When his eyes met mine, I lowered my head because I still felt bad about what I had done. "Are you okay, Abby?" He softly asked."I'm fine," Then, as we walked slowly away, his men lined up in black suits to greet us. One of them opened the car door for us, and we drove to the cemetery. As soon as we got there, I could feel the cold air and a sudden feeling of nervousness. A lot of people are out there, including the media and the families of those who died. I can't f

Abby’s POVHe grabbed my hand and led me back to the elevator. His lips were so close to mine that I couldn't even breathe. I knew he wanted to kiss me more, or maybe even more than that, so I put my hand on his neck and kissed his lips. At first, what I did surprised him, but I had to do it because I had to be grateful to him for everything.I moaned when he put his tongue in my mouth and swirled it slowly. Then he bit my lower lip, and I moaned softly because it made me feel hot. His palm was on my butt cheeks, and he gently squeezed them. I arched my back and pushed him slowly as the elevator door opened.I let out a soft breath and wiped my lips with my thumb as I hung my head in shame. As we walked to the exit, he held my hand, and everyone looked at us. His men, employees, and some people I didn't know greeted Fabian with respect."Fabian… I'm hungry." I let go of his hand, and he made a smirk with his lips."Hungry?""Yes, I'm starving...I still haven't eaten breakfast, and I h

Abby’s POVAll the memories I have of Miguel make me sick to my stomach; he is a liar and a complete and utter mess. Seriously, I despise the f*ck out of him. I walked outside and burned all the pictures we had taken together, and now I'm cursing a lot in my room as I stare at the picture frame we cherished.He had fooled me several times over and over again. "Miss Abby, you've got a guest... your sister." The maid said, then she left after I nodded my head, and I wiped my tears away so that Faye could not see me like this. My eyes were still puffy, though, and I needed to go to the bathroom to wash away my despair.Then I went downstairs to meet my sister, thinking about what she wanted from me.“Nice grand mansion, beautiful painting, lovely maids…and full of luxury things that we didn’t even have in our old mansion.” She said as she saw me walking towards her. She sneered at me playfully and rolled her eyes, “If you ask me why I’m here, it’s because I want you to know that I’m…pr

Abby’s POVThanks to Cynthia, I now have a reason to leave this hellish place. I went to my room to pack and put my things in my backpack. I changed my outfit to jeans and a plain white shirt. I also wear a black leather jacket and a cap.Since there were no guards at the mansion today, I left right away without anyone seeing me. But when I looked out the window, I saw Cynthia in the distance staring at me. Then I kept walking until I got to the street. When I got there, I saw a few cars coming, so I ran into the woods so they couldn't see me.I ran until I didn't know where I was going, and now I was lost in the woods. Oh, damn, what I'm thinking! I looked around and saw that greens and trees surrounded me. So I kept walking until I couldn't breathe, and now I have another panic attack. I took deep breaths in and out and tried to calm myself down.I took a deep breath and kept walking until I reached another road. Then, a truck coming down the street gave me a little bit of hope. So