Jake.My mother thought she could ruin my vacation, but instead got hers ruined. She had come to threaten me but got silenced in the best way possible. After she tried to blackmail me with something she knew would destroy me, I did not feel an ounce of love for her. i accepted that there was no point in trying to change her. No amount of love and niceness would lighten her dark heart. I realised that she only cared about herself. I was not going to let her continue to use me to get what she wanted. This was my life and I was in charge of it.Ashley and I were from swimming when we found Heather standing outside her hotel room, scrolling through her face. “Where is Mrs. Rylland?” she asked me. “What did you do to her?”I laughed so hard, throwing my head back. “How pathetic can you get? Better pack your things and return home because I can tell that you will not enjoy this vacation. It’s too bad that the person you called to help you in your evil plans bailed on you.”“I don’t think M

Lilly.Kyle got what he deserved, a long sentence. The evidence I presented and the testimonies from my neighbours were the final lead to the coffin. His past was dug up and more women came up to testify against him. They had been so afraid of what he’d do to them. There was even case in which he almost murdered a woman and was seen by witnesses. Some people who testified came from his town. When the judge announced that he had been found guilty, we all rejoiced. The 40 years of jail time he was given were sufficient. By the time he came out, he’d be 66 and people would know what kind of person he was so they could stay away from him.I was too relived that the psycho was finally out of my life. Now I could live a normal life. Kyle was out. Jake was out. It was just me, alone. The best part about it was that I was not scared. Being alone seemed so good, my life would be so much better without all drama relationships had caused me. Had I just focused on my career, none of that would ha

Jake.Ashley’s smile was wide and beautiful. Her lips were painted bright red and her dress showed a very generous amount of cleavage. “My mother hates you,” I said. “How did you get here?”She turned and picked up a face mask and showed it to me with an evil grin on her face. She looked like a complete sociopath doing that.“You went through all that trouble just to get into my room? I have not forgotten what you did to me so you better get out before my mood changes.”“You haven’t been picking up my calls,” she said. “I had to do something to get your attention.”“I have no interest in you,” I told her. “The truth is I was only using you to annoy Heather and my mother while we were on that trip. Now, I don’t care. And after knowing what you did to me and Cilla, I don’t want to be anywhere near you. I hate you because you ruined the one good thing in my life.”“I know you feel that way, and I wanted to stay away as well, but I couldn’t. I’m pregnant and I know the child is yours.”I

Ashley’s POVOf course I was not pregnant. I had made some stupid decisions in my life, but I was not that stupid. I only lied to Jake out of boredom, to see what he would say. I needed an excuse to see him and possibly seduce him. Since I had slept with almost everyone in my circle, I needed fresh meat.The door opened and Richard Eyck walked in. He was a 60 year old real estate billionaire I had been in and off and on relationship with for some time. What I liked most about him was that he never cared how much of his money I spent, as long as I gave him what he wanted. The best thing was that he always finished so fast.“Hey baby,” he said.I faked a smile. In the past, age had never really mattered to me but after being with young and energetic Jake Rylland, older men did not seem fun anymore. I wanted someone like Jake. I wanted Jake.There were a lot of men who looked like Jake, and had the kind of money he did. Most of them were total jerks. But Jake was different. Sure, he coul

Jake Some years back, I arrived at my first ever apartment, not far from the University of New York where I was to study. A lot of my high school friends had joined the same university and I had lived in New York my whole life so it was not a big change. It was like being home away from home. The only difference was that I was nineteen and had a kind of freedom that my parents had never allowed me before. I could do whatever I wanted.At Castle apartment building, I met James Milner. James Milner was your typical jock. He looked like those thirty something year old men who play teens in movies and series. He had a muscled body, pretty face and was the quarterback of the football team. My family was rich, but James’ family was crazy rich. While we were of new money, he came from old money. The riches had been in his family for generations and generations. James did not have to work for anything. James was in his last year of college, older than me but he took me under his wing. We qu