SILVANI pace to my windows and pause, hoping the expensive view of Central Park would do something to soothe my raw nerves.It doesn’t. I’m too restless. Too irritated. Too antsy.And it’s all because of her.“Sir, you promised that you wouldn’t contact her.” Michael points out, his lips twisted in a frown.Hayley scoffs. “And you believed him? I’d rather bet that pigs would be able to fly by 2026.”I ignore them, closing my eyes tight, imagining her presence.I’m too impatient. Should I go to her office and pick her up myself?“Sir, are you listening to us?”“No, I’m not.” I respond sharply. “Call Martha, make sure she makes something delicious for Astrid to eat later tonight.”She will definitely need the strength to face what I have in store for her. “Roger that, Sir.” Michael says with a resigned sigh. ***ASTRIDWhilst I’m glad that the men were humane enough to only force me into their car and not drug me, I don’t fancy being kidnapped one bit.I realized soon though that as
ASTRIDONE WEEK LATER…“Boss, don’t forget your meeting with the Malaysian executives in the next hour.” Thea gently reminds me. “Thanks, Thea.” I shoot her a look of gratitude and resume burying my head in my laptop.After a heartbeat, she asks; “Ms. Machiavelli, are you okay?”I arch a brow at her. “What do you mean?”Thea pushes her glasses up her patrician nose. She only does that whenever she’s nervous.When she proceeds to worry her bottom lip with her teeth, my suspicions are confirmed.“Promise not to get mad.”Okay, now I’m invested. Funny enough, I know what is coming, but I lean back in my seat, deciding to indulge her.“I won’t. What’s going on?”“Well…these days, you’ve been a little out of loop. Forgetting meetings, misplacing files, ordering a lot of stuff you do not need…”I’m afraid she’s right.Just yesterday, I ordered a ceramic gargoyle for the office garden. We don’t have an office garden.“It’s just that…” she rushes to add, “you seem a little distracted lat
ASTRIDI open my mouth to speak but just then, Silvan sways on his feet, his eyes fluttering shut as he collapses against the metal bars.“Silvan, watch out!”My heart jumps to my throat. I shoot out a hand in a desperate attempt to stop him from falling…but it’s too late.He sinks to the floor in a helpless heap and for a moment, I’m convinced that I’ve been thrust into a nightmare. Without thinking, I dive towards him, screaming for help at the top of my lungs.“Security! Is there someone there? We need a doctor!”I thrust my hands through the bars and scoop him gently against my chest. His body is so cold, I let out a gasp of shock when it comes in contact with my skin.My heart cracks open when I notice that his lips are blue. He’s trembling. He’s cold.“Silvan? Silvan, please answer me!”When two seconds tick by and he still remains silent and stiff in my arms, my heart feels like it’s been ripped from my chest. My eyes fall to his wrists, to the ugly gash that festers there. H
ASTRIDThat night, sleep eludes me. The sound of rain pattering against the windows and the eerie howl of the wind outside keeps me up all night.By midnight, I peek outside my window and sure enough, Michael’s car is still parked outside, lonely and still in the rain.I don’t get a wink of sleep. I pace in my room all night, images of Silvan sick and depraved torturing me all the way. At some point, I have to leave the room and fix myself a cup of tea in the kitchen just so I am not tempted to peek outside in search of Michael.“Aunt Elena.” I get to my feet, surprised to see my aunt gliding into the kitchen.Her pink Chanel robe is belted tightly, showing off her dainty waist. Even at midnight, she looks flawless.“Hey there, darling.” She presses a kiss to both my cheeks.In a sudden gust of weakness, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her close, breathing in her scent.“You smell heavenly.”“Mm-hmm.” She mutters, softly stroking my hair. I’m not even kidding. Aside from S
ASTRID“What happened to her?” I whisper, my eyes frozen on the screen.Mary’s hair is usually coiffed to perfection but this time, it sticks all over the place, a few strands escaping into her eyes. Her face is half covered in blood, tears and snot. She looks… deranged.“Ms. Machiavelli, p-please forgive m-me.” She cries, trembling in fear. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do it. Please forgive me. P-please…”A deep chill washes over my shoulders, biting into my bones. I don’t realize that I’m shaking until Gemini wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his heat.“Tell her what you did.” A male voice I do not recognize says harshly from the background. “If you leave anything out, I’ll blow your brains out.”Mary sniffles and for a moment, my heart almost breaks for her.A flush of guilt creeps up her neck. “I… I almost sold Zoey and Zara. But I promise I was going to bring them back.” She adds quickly, as if that automatically makes anything better. “It was just a moment of weakne
ASTRIDThree hours later, my girls are all washed up and tucked into bed. I read their favourite bed time story and sing to them, reluctant to leave them even for a second.But finally, they fall asleep and it’s time to get answers. A nervous Thea currently stands before me, wringing her slender fingers while I grill her like an airforce commandant.“Why exactly were my kids with Silvan?” I seethe, fighting to control my mounting anger. “You know how I feel about that man. Why did you let him near my daughters?”She opens her mouth to speak but I lift a finger, cutting her short.“Wait… how did he even get out of prison?” I ask, eyes narrowed in confusion; “I’m pretty sure I had him sent to jail.”“Ms. Machiavelli…”“I will be in a better position to answer your questions.” A familiar voice interrupts from the door.I look up, regarding Gemini with narrowed eyes as he swaggers into the room and plops into the chair beside me.He looks prim and proper as usual in a white silk shirt an