Deep breaths. Deep breaths. I was trying my hardest to keep calm, but this guard was making it so hard. I did not know if I would be able to keep my cool for much longer. But I was going to try. “What do you mean by that? What do you mean by you can’t let me leave?” I held my hips, waiting for a response, and although I could not see my own face, I knew that a nasty expression sat on it. “I am the head of the security team and Mr. Kingston gave me straight orders about not allowing you to leave the house unless you are someone from my team.” His voice was firm and he did not break eye contact with me. I clenched my fists by my sides before glancing at the watch once more. Time was running out, I needed to leave, and now. “Well, if I might remind you, I’m Mr. Kingston’s wife, I have as much power to fire you as he does.” I glared at him. I was so close to snapping at him. “Ma’am…” He scoffed faintly. “I am not letting you leave.” I cursed under my breath. I wanted to call Chris t

Walking into the room, I gasped. Yes, I was married to a billionaire and was used to fancy and fine things but the room blew my mind. It was exquisite. I could not stop looking around. And from the expressions on the faces of the others, I could tell that they were incredibly impressed. “Okay, okay, we have work to do,” Maddy was the first to speak. She sat on the bed and took her backpack from her pack, taking her laptop from in it. When she had her machine on her lap, she dashed the bag on the floor not far from her and started typing really fast in seconds. She then suddenly stopped, noticing that we were all staring at her. She cleared her throat, directing her attention to her friend. “Um, Jojo! Don’t you think now is the best time to tell Linda about her role in all of this?” She raised an eyebrow, and then without waiting for a response, went back to work. “Oh yeah!” Jojo exclaimed. She walked towards me and led me to the other bed. There were four king-sized beds in the r

With a racing heart and nervous mind, I walked headed in the opposite direction of the team, making sure that my face was not showing. I did not want it to seem like I was just coming from the room next to them. If I wanted to make this work, I had to do it the right way. I was already in the lion’s pit and there was no turning back, so doing the job to the best of my ability was all I could really do. When I reached the elevator, I pressed the button for the ground floor. The automated doors immediately opened. I stepped in but just before it could close, I placed my arm on the doors and it opened again. I walked out, running my hand through my hair and releasing a heavy breath. It was showtime. My strides were confident and my walk was immaculate, but my heart was saying otherwise. It was far from calm and collected. When I reached the guards, I walked past them and went straight for the door. That was when I was stopped. “Hey, hey, hey. What are you doing, miss?” One of them a

My heart was pounding and for a second, I did not know what to say. But then the words just flew out of my mouth on their own. “I’m done, your boss is asleep and I need to leave so I can get ready for tonight.” “Oh, you would be back?” He asked, not breaking eye contact with me. “Yes, I would be.” I proceeded to walk past him. But did not just walk away because I knew that I was still having a conversation with him. “That’s interesting,” He chuckled the words out. “Mr. Carrignton never sleeps with the same girl twice.” He looked at his colleagues and they all laughed. “Unless…” The other one said, wiggling his eyebrows. “You know…” He licked his lips. All of them started to laugh once more and I just wanted to get the heck out of there. I did not want to be there in any way. I forced a chuckle. “Alright, boys. I best be on my way.” I sighed internally. “Okay, keep doing what you do,” The head guy said, and they all laughed once more as I walked away. The farther I walked, the b

Chris looked at me, concern etched on his face. “Linda, you can tell us. We’re here to help you,” He said gently, his hand reaching out to grasp mine. I glanced at him, feeling a mix of gratitude and fear. If I told them the truth, everything would change. But if I lied, I would have to live with the guilt and the constant fear of being discovered. I think the latter would have to do. Because there was no way that I was going to confess in front of the police. Imagine what Fallon would do to me. “I…I left because I needed some time alone,” I finally managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t want to worry anyone.” “Seriously?” Chris obviously was not buying it. “You were running and jumped into a car! Or van, I don’t know.” “Yeah, that does not make too much sense,” Jen added, folding her arms on her chest. “But if that is what you’re going with, then sure thing.” She flashed me a smile. My husband forced a smile and nodded before saying, “Thank you, Officer Jen.