روايات بقلم Tinaa

Bella's body shook with sobs as she cried, "It's all a lie, it's a lie, that isn't me." She cried out, her tears dropping on the pictures on the table. The detective's words were calm, but his eyes seemed to bore into her soul. "I want you to tell me honestly what happened yesterday," he pressed. Cristiano's intervened immediately. "Can you give my us a break already?" he asked, his hand patting Bella's back. "I need to speak to her privately," he said, his eyes locked to the detective. Just as it seemed like the detective would refuse, the door opened and a man walked in. His presence authoritative, as the detective's demeanor changed instantly. "Sir!!" He greeted the deputy chief Officer. "Mrs. Bella Thomas, you may leave now, let her go." he said firmly. The detective's protested immediately. "What? We can't do that," he exclaimed, his face reddening. "It's not me detective Harry. Her family pulled some strings, got the headquarters involved, they want this to not cause alarm

Bella's eyes widened with fear as she sat in the interrogation room, her hands clenched into fists on her lap. " I'm telling you, I have nothing to do with this," she protested. "I'm just as surprised as you all, and I'm not going to go on further without my lawyer." Just immediately, the door opened, and a tall young fine man rushed in, his grey eyes had this pierced seductive look. Bella's eyes lit up with relief as she cried out, "Christiano, help me! I don't understand what they're saying." Cristiano's gaze scanned the room, his eyes locking onto the detective before he introduced himself. "I'm Christiano Louis, Bella's lawyer." The detective had a puzzled look on his face, his eyes lingering on the lawyer who stood right in front of his eyes. For a moment, he seemed taken aback by the his striking appearance. Clearing his throat, he composed himself and gestured for Christiano to take a seat. "So sir, I think I speak for I and my client by strongly disagreeing that my client

Kimmie stepped into the abandoned park, the creaking of the rusty gate echoed due to the deserted surrounding. She pulled up the hood of her jacket, trying to hide her identity as she scanned the place. The park had been shut down three years ago and was fully abandoned, she spotted the bench, that was her meeting point, quickly she sat down, her eyes darting around the empty park. As she waited, he appeared through the shadows - Damian. Her eyes narrowed as he approached her and sat down beside her. "What the fuck Damian, what's wrong with you?" Kimmie demanded. "You fucking killed him and pushed him off the cliff. That wasn't part of the plan." She ranted as she struggled to contain her anger. Damian's face twisted into a snarl. "He saw my fucking face, you know that," he growled. "I did what I had to do, everything happened fast, there's no way the initial plan would've worked." Kimmie's face bacame filled with frustration. "No, no, Damian, was this your plan all along? This wa

Just as Ray got up to the cliff, his eyes locked onto the armed men putting on ski masks. A masculine figure emerged from the group, his mask, different from the others - a scary ghost mask with a device attached to his mouth, likely designed to change his voice, he appeared to be their boss. "Search him," the boss commanded, and two of his armed men stepped forward, their hands patting down Ray's body roughly. Ray's attention reverted to Erica, kneeling close to the cliff's edge, her hands tied behind her back. Her eyes, covered with tears, met his, and he could read the desperation and silent plea for rescue from her face, her hair was messy and her clothes stained with dirt. The armed man's report broke the tense silence, "He's all cleared out, boss." The man in the ghost mask nodded, his gaze never leaving Ray's. "Free him," he ordered, and the men stepped back, releasing Ray from their grasp. Immediately, Ray rushed to Erica's side, his fingers untying the ropes binding her

Kimmie paced silently around Jennifer for a while, staring at her face like she was trying to understand something. "Why are you doing this to me?" Jennifer asked, her tone bare like she had already given up, but her question seemed to set a trigger on Kimmie as her face darkened with anger. Jennifer continued, "If you're going to kill me, I should atleast get to know why." Bella, who had been quietly observing at a corner, suddenly spoke up, "My work here is done. I'm leaving." She said as she began to remove her rubber boots. "And where do you think you're going? We're not done here." Kimmie halted her. Bella protested, her voice a bit raised, "I've done my part of the agreement. I got her to meet us, knocked her out, and brought her to this place. That's already a lot, considering the fact that I'm pregnant. I'm not going to stay here and witness... a murder. Besides, gasoline makes me wanna puke." "You leave only when I say so, honey. And besides, you're not the only pregnan

Ray stood still, lost in thought, his eyes gazing at nothing exactly, the truth stung, and he felt alot of guilt and regret within. She was right, no matter how much he tried to deny it. He loved her, had always yearned for her, and she was his first love but the fact remained that he had taken advantage of her knowing her identity for his own selfish reasons. Just then, Richard's voice cut through the silence. "Erhmm, Sir, they found the kidnappers hide out." Ray snapped back to reality, his eyes focusing on Richard's face. "Really?" he asked, his face filled with concern and a bit of joy. "That's good news. Let's go, what are we waiting for." He said as he walked towards the car, Richard followed closely behind. As they got in, Richard turned around to face Ray. "You do not have to be there, I'm sure the police can handle it." Richard said, his face filled with worry and concern. "Drive, Richard." Ray instructed calmly. *** Jennifer walked into the old warehouse, her foo