Gerald’s heart pounded inside his chest as he stared at the gun pointed at Desiree’s temple, taking in the terrified look on her face. “Didn’t y’all hear me?” Liam screamed, glaring at everyone pointing a gun at him until he settled on Gerald. “Butler, you better tell them to put their fucking guns

"Miss Sasha, you haven't even taken a bite of your food," Lorena, the chief maid at the Hamilton residence, noted as she appeared behind her, dragging Sasha out of her thoughts and making her realize that she'd merely been running her fork through her plate.Dropping the fork, she turned to Lorena.

Winter was taken aback because she hadn't expected this. She took a step back, wondering if he was going to hurt her for lying to him. She wouldn't put it past him, even though he looked weak from whatever had happened to him.Liam sighed, closing the distance between them. “Winter, I'm not going to

"No, don't tell me that," Sasha shook her head, her hand flying to her mouth. "Please don't tell me that, Rafael. Please, no. Tell me he's going to be fine." Rafael's eyes glistened with tears as he answered, "I'm sorry, but I can't lie to you, as much as I wish things were different. His condition

It had been three hours. Three hours since Desiree and Sasha arrived at the hospital and were told by Rafael that Damian was on the brink of death, yet nobody had come to tell them anything else. They were still in surgery. Once in a while, a nurse or a doctor would come out and then back into the