Elena woke up one morning with dizziness and fever. "No, no, no," she said when she discovered this. "This is totally wrong timing. I need to stay strong and coach Liam back to his memories."But when she tried to take a few steps from her bedside towards the bathroom, she swayed. She had to hold on to a wall to keep steady.A bitter smile broke out on her face. What was this evil that threatened to come upon her? she thought. She stood gawking at a sitting photograph of her. And Liam. Their wedding picture. She picked it up and stared at it, running a finger on it. Liam had this superior, relaxed smile on his face. While she... Well, she smiled as though something was about to go terribly wrong, and only her smile would hold the evil off.She scoffed amusedly and a glaze entered her eyes. Nothing had really changed about Liam's face, or hers. Even though Rosa was beginning to make a fuss of late. "You are beginning to look like Liam!" she had cried, throwing her fingers to her fore

Guilt painted black everything Elena tried to do. Her thoughts were always dotted with the knowledge that she had just laid with her husband's step brother.Even though she was drunk that night, she could remember every detail of what happened. She could have stopped it from happening, could have pushed him away, just as she had been going. But she didn't. She gave up when the finishing tape was in sight. Her grief and agony about how terribly Liam treated her had gotten the best of her, and she crumbled woefully. Now, she not only worried about Liam finding out, but she also had Ethan to deal with. There was a tenacious tension that existed between them. At the office when she tried to speak to him, she couldn't hold his eyes. But he held hers perfectly well, and even put in some cocky smiles.Elena had officially joined Plum."Ma'am," the phlegmatic maid said one day, "I realised you look a bit sick. Have you thought about seeing the doctor?"To this, Elena smiled and shook her he

Liam sat there, gasping, and moving his head back and forth. A lot was going on in his brain, in his mind and heart. He could feel each throb, bringing back with it a cascade of memories."Where's Elena?" he asked himself, remembering he had a wife, who he had been treating like trash. She was right, after all! Liam's hands began to shake against the wheel. The world seemed to slow down around him."Where are Charlie, Olive and James?"The name Charlie stuck to his mind. Charlie. The last image he remembered of him was when he was down on the alley, being pumped by bullets, shaking.He had done that to save him.Liam swallowed and glanced away. The tears that streamed from his eyes had become heavy. Flowing from the depth of his soul. His nose ran freely.Charlie had given himself for him.Liam's thoughts were violently interrupted by a blast on his windshield. He turned to see his chasers lined up shoulder to shoulder, their guns raised to their eyes. They began to fire bullets on L

Elena saw the flash from behind Luke. It happened so fast. First, a clean hole on the roof appeared, accentuated by a flash of light. Something metallic hit a pan, bounced off and went through Luke's stomach. Elena heard the bullet — or whatever it was — wheeze past her ear. Her hairs stood on edge.Before her, Luke still stood with his penis in his hand, but a new hole on his chest. He didn't fall immediately, but when there were movements from the roof, he did fall.Elena saw them descend like black angels from the rooftop, or anywhere they might have come from. They were clothed in black, regaled in darkness. Their eyes were flashes of stealth, precision and ruthlessness. In their hands were stout guns, poised to end in a instant the life of anyone who tried to play smart. The red dots of their targets were everywhere on Ethan and his men's clothes. Ethan had more dots."Freeze," a voice said again. "We shall not hesitate to kill whoever moves a muscle."Ethan yelped and tried to

When Liam told Elena to go upstairs, so he would handle his family, she was filled with dread. Not by what the family would to to her as revenge, but for what Liam would do to them. There was so much anger and bitterness in his voice. His eyes were dark and revengeful.And when she passed through their midst, her heart beat with doubled pace. In her room, she couldn't sit quietly. She peeked from the window, saw her husband raving, commanding so much power that even the birds in the sky didn't as much as flicker their wings.She didn't hear some of what was what said, but she picked out the key phrases. And she couldn't help but marvel at the extent her husband was ready to go in his revenge.Not once did she try to interfere, by either calling him on phone to interrupt him, or call his name from the balcony. But she held her reins. Their altercation skyrocketed to a climax, when the gates opened and police sirens filled the air. The police cars rolled into the compound, and everyone