"What you're about to do is dangerous, Maya," Luca said again, turning, constantly checking the mirror to either look at her or the incoming cars."I know," she answered, staring down at the beautiful blue backless gown she wore and loving the feel of makeup for the first time in a long while on her face.It was evening, and though she still had a fever, she was bent on looking the sexiest. She clutched her bag; that was the only way."This can't be the only way to get his attention; what if he hurts you?" Luca was saying.He was worried and annoyed.Why was he the only one called on to do the dirty job? God help him if he comes out of this one without a bullet.But he wouldn't blame her; he could feel her desperation, alone in the manor—hell, even pet birds had more freedom than her.Like right Now, he looked in the mirror, seeing a car stalking them. He had seen the car immediately after he and Maya drove out of the manor, and though they had taken countless turns, the vehicle never

Author's POVShe stared at the papers. In disbelief, she raised her lashes at him, distrust written on her face.This was to make him feel threatened that she still wasn't done with her fight to escape him.But he had taken it seriously."Take it, Maya," he urged, his voice getting icy.She swallowed, her hands on the papers he held, and he made sure his fingers caressed hers before he let go of them.She let her eyes fall from his face down to the paper, and when her eyes fell on his scribbling,She couldn't hold the fury, for on the papers, he had drawn a huge "no," over the space that needed his signature.The paper was ruined."How dare you!" she sneered, the tears threatening to fall from her eyes.He leaned so his face was close to hers. "No, How dare you think it's going to be over just because you say it is?""What the fuck do you even want from me?" "You! I want you!""No, you don't!" He'd never heard her sound so angry since she was in the manor—defiant. Sadness, a lot. Ang

She stared at him, her eyes beginning to glisten. "No, I can't. I want it."Precisely what he was scared of: "There's no way that's normal." His voice was calm again, and his eyes held hers in place. "Maya, you're making a mistake.""You are not in a place to tell me if I make a mistake!" She screamed at him, the pain in her voice making him flinch, "It's my baby, alright!""It's my baby too," He took several steps forward, placing his hands on her face, "Hell, we never knew we were going to come to this mess in the first place!" Her voice was low, and she sobbed, "It's not a mess. It's mine...""Stop this, Maya!" She held his hand, quickly placing it on her abdomen in a desperate attempt to get him to agree, but he pulled back his hand."What are you so scared of? Huhn! How does a pregnancy hurt you?...""You don't want to know!" He clenched his fists at his sides, shutting his eyes so she didn't see the emotion beginning to bristle. "Look, Maya, we do it this way; you get rid of it

She sat behind him in the car as he drove, popping up in a familiar environment she had frequently visited, most times passing nights so that she wouldn't go home to deal with Anna's tantrums.It was in a neat neighborhood, all thanks to Abby's mother, who had left it for her only child before passing away three years earlier.Maya loved this place; it was because of the memories associated with it since they all involved her favorite person in the whole wide world, Abby.Now she took in the environment as Sir Derinem rode on the tarred road before he took a turn. He began to talk into the earphone, "Yeah, Luca." He waited, "no, about to. But we're almost there anyway. Did you get it? Both of them? Alright,"As promised, he pushed everything aside and began working on getting her out of the manor. Derinem's final decision was to go to the US, to which Luca objected, saying that would be the first place Damon would look for her, especially when he found out it had been with Derinem's h

Derinem wasn't joking when he said he would do something about it; Damon was expecting it in the wrong direction.*****The following morning, Greta was pushed in by a sleepy-eyed Lina. Unlike the smile she usually had on her face when she came visiting, this time, the vexation stuck on her countenance, making her look older."Push this thing faster, Lina." Frustrated, Lina grunted. It was not enough to get woken up at five on the dot to pick up an unexpected visitor from the airport; she also had to take whatever fury the woman had brewing.She had never seen Greta bubbling with anger before, and she wondered what had happened.Lina looked and saw Maya come out of the kitchen with a glass of water in her hand; when she saw Greta, she smiled as she walked toward them.Her hands open in an embrace, she hugged Greta but was quizzical when the woman didn't hug her back warmly like she always did. Maya pulled back, her face growing hot, still smiling nervously."Greta, I never knew you w