Se connecterBefore the gunshot, Davis had had enough toying with Myron's emotions. Seeing that he couldn't use Michelle and the kids to break Myron's resolve, he decide to finally end it. He grabbed Myron's bruised jaw and forced his gaze.“After everything you've been through, Myron, it's sad that you let love in. It has crumbled you and your destiny to be a great man.” He said.“Let them go.” Myron said, breathless.David eased his back and ordered, “Kill the girl first.”“No, no, no!” Myron tried to break free but was easily knocked down head first. Just as Davis raveled in what was about to happen, a gunshot reverberated through the uncompleted building.Everything and everyone paused.While instructing the guards to watch the abductees, he moved towards the stairway, his mouth dropping as he beheld the scene before him.Vivian slowly moved to her son, who'd already fell to the ground. She knelt and scooped Nathan into her arms.“My son..” she whispered, tears sliding out of her eyes, “My s
Annabel's POVI watched Myron leave first, a gloomy look appearing on my face. “He'll be fine.” Scott said with an expressionless faceI shook my head, “It's dangerous. I know Myron likes to show off his strength, but I still believe we should be together in this situation.”Scott cocked his gun, as we prepared to take the opposite route to the building. “Myron can protect himself, Annabel. After seeing his agility back at Chris’ hotel, I don't think he'll die. At least not now.” “Ready?” He asked.“Ready.” I steadied myself and took a deep breath. The plan was to take down Davis’ surrounding thugs to make Myron's entry to the building effortless.I braced to leave when Scott grabbed my waist, pulled me into his chest, and stole a quick kiss. With his forehead on mine, he whispered, “Don't do anything crazy.”I held his neck, digging my fingers into his soft hair, “I won't. You shouldn't, either.”Instead of agreeing, he said, “I'll save our kids. I promise.”Riddled with emotions,
Myron's POVAccording to plan, I stood across the rickety story-building just few moments before the fight begins.Knowing Davis, this beach was not chosen simply because he preferred it. It was chosen so he could kill at convenience. His thugs will also be hiding out at every angle, reason why I had to force Scott and Annabel to scout the area.If they'd joined me to approach Davis, we might not make it out of here alive. As I took in a deep breath, my whole life revolved around my eyes. Me as a little boy watching my father, Davis, groom another family while I and my sick mother suffered in what I could barely call a house.How he'd had his guards throw me out of his house whenever I came to beg for mercy and help for my poor mother, until she passed away.Davis has been nothing but pure evil. Even ending Scott's mother's life just so he could be with Vivian. Today, it must end. He must end.As much as Annabel has always clamored for revenge, I yearn for it more than she does and
Michelle's POVI heard the car screech to a half. The wind blew my hair against my face. With the jute bag over my face, I couldn't tell where I was.I heard the car door slam shut, and then in a few seconds the door beside me opened and a hefty hand reached out and grabbed me, pulling me roughly out of the car.The jute bag was removed and I coughed violently, breathing in a rush of air.The guard tightened his fat palm around my arm, causing me to wince in pain. Davis lit a cigarette.I stared at my surroundings. We were at the beach.At the far end, there was a rickety story- building.Davis smiled at me.“Love the scenery?” He chuckled, “I've always been a romantic man.”“You, psychopath!” I screamed, “You've lost your mind!”A punch flew to my stomach, knocking the air out of me. I lowered to the ground, gritting my teeth in pain.“Try to think before you speak, Mich. That's what the brain is for.” I heard Davis say.We began to move towards the building, the guard pulling me al
Scott's POVI thought it was over for us both.But then, Myron seems to be at an advantage during situations like this. While I stood rooted to the spot, he'd already lowered himself, rolled on his back towards the foot of the bed and had his gun pointed at one of the ladies while the men picked up their guns a second later.“You should already know that I'm a very good marksman. No matter how fast you turn to pull that trigger, at least two bullets should have gone through her head.”“Who are you and what do you want?” One of the men asked.“Turn your guns in.” He ordered them.They hesitated.Myron cocked the revolver as the lady's sobs began to sound louder.The men immediately turned in their guns. I could see the displeased looks on their faces. They'd probably be wondering how we broke in considering the tight security.But their faces also told of the danger we'll face once they expose us.I signaled to Myron.He stepped away from them after grabbing the key on the drawer. I to
Scott's POV“Sorry, you can't get through.” One of the men said, his hand clutching the gun at his side.I balled my fist.“Guests are not allowed.” He repeated.“Look, we really need our time alone.” Myron said softly, putting his arm around me and hugging me to his side.I pinched him, wondering what he was doing but he did not stop, instead he tightened his grip on me.“My boyfriend and I need a room.” He grinned and added, “You can quietly secure a spot for us right?”The guards exchanged looks. Seeing that they were hesitating, I played the act and placed my arms around Myron, pretending to be loving.“Fine,” one of them said, “Come with me.”We climbed up the stairs, ignoring the sarcastic look and grins coming our way.I couldn't hide my excitement—not for this plan Myron pulled up—but because we could get through the guards.I imagined a thousand and one things Christopher could do to Annabel who was helpless and without a weapon.If the guards had not let us through, we'd ha
Annabel's POV “You didn't think I'd miss their happy day, did you?” I laughed, my heart felt free with Scott, “Well, if you were absent I'd have thought you chose to stay with Michelle to comfort her.”We began to walk into the hall as he spoke, “She does not need comfort, Annabel.”“After signin
Annabel's POV I turned to Scott, “What did she say?”He stared at me, unsure whether to tell me or not.“Scott, tell me!” I pleaded. It was getting hard to hide my panic. Yes, I find it hard to forgive Michelle for everything she did to me and I hate the fact that she is my sister but that doesn't
Christopher Simpson watched Michelle stagger through the hallway towards the restroom. He could not hide his excitement.Finally, he'd thrashed that dick, Myron, and he has Michelle all to himself. He called one of the guards who'd carried Myron out.“Is it done?” Chris asked.Breathing heavily, th
Michelle's POV I smiled, took one last look in the mirror, tapped Justicia lightly on the arm and stepped out to meet Chris.Perhaps Justicia is right, however, I cannot continue to think with my heart. Moreover, I don't want love anymore, it is too much pain and sacrifice.I and Chris will make a







