LOGINAmelia POV"Seattle Hospital, room 24."That was what the text said. I tried so hard to understand what was happening.Would Ashley even know that Daniel was the one who did it and not his mum?I stop at the receptionist's desk. She gives me a warm smile. "Ma'am, who are you here to see?""Ashley. Ashley Lockwood. I am her sister-in-law."She nods slowly and types on her laptop. "She is on the second bed. Take a turn to the right."I nod, smiling at her. "Thank you."I put on my face mask and walk towards the ward. The strong smell of drugs and antiseptic hits my nostrils.The last time I walked through the walls of a hospital willingly was when my grandma had died.The last time I was here, I was brought in unconscious and left without my child.It was strange that I was walking toward the same woman who had made me lose my child.My hand moves to my stomach. I can still feel the emptiness that came with it.I push the door open, smiling at the first patient, and then move to the nex
Amelia POVImmediately Daniel walks out of the door, I zero my gaze to Ivan."Please tell me you are not working with Kayden."He snorts, ignoring me as he takes a seat. My anger boils within my veins. I can feel myself getting riled up with every minute that passes."Ivan, I asked you a question. Are you working with my husband?""No," he answers.Nonchalantly, like he is discussing the cool weather."No? So tell me, how did you know about Daniel and Ashley? How did you get the cameras? How did you know he was the one, and most importantly, why did you not tell me about it?"He takes a piece of paper lying on the table and folds it into a boat. A paper boat.He knows he is getting on my nerves and he is clearly savouring the moment.He turns to me with the boat in his hand. "You used to be very good at crafting boats."I roll my eyes. "Every child could make a boat out of paper. Don't disgust me."He nods slowly and cocks his head slightly. "And you never made just one boat, Amelia.
Daniel POVI let out a short laugh. "Ashley?" I ask.The old man stares, still looking at me, not blinking an eye."What do you mean I put Ashley in Amelia's car? I would never ever do that."This has to be some crappy lie because I remember leaving Ashley at home, in the room, the same room with the boy that my mum had made me kill. He was unconscious. I always stab a little place by her hands to make sure she is alive, and she is alive but unconscious.So there is no way that would ever happen. I would never do that.Besides, this deal is a very important aspect of my life.It is a way to get me out of poverty and also make me closer to Amelia, which has been my goal.Except…Wait. I turn to him. "Old man, are you trying to frame me?" I ask."It's Ivan," Amelia cuts in, her voice stern, more cold than usual.Fuck! She is angry.Just when I thought I had made a step closer to gaining her trust, this man comes in and tries to frame me.I brush her response off. I walk towards where he
Amelia POV“You would be assisting me. Making sure that we stay a lot and then release a publication to the press that you don't have a new consignee and that the words your mum has published were pure defamation of the character definition,” I toss the contact towards Dnaile who is sitting opposite me, tapping his hands against the table continuously.He looks at the paper and then at me, his eyes carrying some deceitful warmth. “No”I pause “What?”“I said no.” He sits up, staring directly at me. “You want me to work for you? Fine. I would do that. I would forever be at your service to redeem myself for what happened years ago. But this…” He pauses, pointing at the agreement.“It's basic”I almost laughed. How the hell did an agreement become basic in any way whatsoever?“It was an agreement Daniel. Stand by your words for once and sign the papers. Don't get me angry, okay?”He nods “I know you want me to sign the papers, and I would sign them, but I want it to be amended. I need i
Kayden POV“Turns out he is sicker than he looks” I toss a box of cigarettes to IvanHe stares at it and shakes his head. The old man thinks people who smoke will die in a month.He picks it up and throws it at me “You know I don't some Kayden”I laugh shaking my head “No, I don't know that. But I do know that you are a recovering addict which is why your idea of an addict dying early is so funny, because then you would be dead and not here”He tolls his eyes and heaves a sigh. He sits upright, his eyes meeting mine “Are you going to tell her”“What?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.“You know what I mean. Are you going to tell Katherine that Daniel was not the one who sent her to jail, nor is he the one who caused the fire?”I shrug “No” I say without mincing words.He scoffs. I know he is about to rain on me with some fake fatherly advice about trust and all. But I have made up my mind.Amelia is mineWould stay mine no matter what happens.And I would make it happen.No matter what it
Kayden POVThere are two things I hate more than anything. One, a coward who thinks he is the most clever soul ever.Two, a mafia don who steps on my toes.And here is the thing about me: people whom I hate never ever survive.My eyes are on his neck, like those of Dmitri, as he takes a pretentious sip of the wine we served him.The glass is on his lips while his eyes are on my chest. Thinking of a way to find out if I have a bulletproof vest or not.We have been doing these for the last thirty minutes. Since I asked, “Who should I kill first? Your men or you." He finally clears his throat. “You see, that is a bold statement for someone who came here with no one with him. "Nobody"“And need I remind you that you are in my territory, in my given house?” I ask, my eyes not leaving his.He nods and takes a good glance at the house. “This is a shit hole and not a house. You know where your house is. It is in London with your beautiful wife, whom we have under our eyes. You hurt me, man;
Amelia pov "Congratulations, ma, you are pregnant," the doctor said with a wide smile, stretching forth her hands to give me the pregnancy test. My eyes widened as I stared at the text results, which came back positive. I was pregnant, tears welled up in my eyes as an overwhelming feeling filled m
Daniel POV Daniel POV Three years later. “Babe! Babe wake up” someone taps me. I groan, my eyes looking at her. At her long beautiful black hair, her blue eyes, and her wide smile. Her hair was packed into a messy bun. She is putting on glasses with a book in her hand probably from reading. She
Amelia POV I am staring at the magazine that has just been delivered to the prison mates. My eyes filled with tears. It's Daniel with Ashley, smiling eye to eye as they pose for the camera, her proud baby bump showing. While mine is dead. It's been three days, three days in jail. Three days w
Amelia POV "Beep! Beep!' The sound kept echoing in my head, penetrating my sleep as I opened my eyes. I scanned the place I was in, a white room, a machine whose sound kept penetrating my head. I did not need anyone to tell me that I was in the hospital. My mind raced back to the events that had







