Chapter 5

VELORA

"Velora, those are shares dad gave to secure your future, why would you suddenly give it away to your husband? I didn't think you were that male centered." My sister immediately seethed, I stared at her for longer than I should have.

She seemed happier, not the least bothered that I had married her fiancee. I bit the insides of my lips immediately to stop myself from saying something I shouldn't have.

The worry, the disbelief, the anger etched on their face was enough to see that my shares not being in my control, where they could get a hold of it easily bothered them.

Well, aren't they stupid? It's worse that the shares are in my hands. Their little fingers could never get a hold of it in this lifetime and not even the next.

"Sis, you look much better." I muttered and her face froze. It's like a mask she used to wear had slipped off without her notice.

"Well, you took my husband. I'm not supposed to kill myself over it." My eyes swept over them, despite the trouble in their eyes and the ulterior motive that they definitely did have, they didn't look like they had planned the scandal.

None of them were smart enough to pull off something this big with absolutely no clue for someone to find.

I sighed, my hands crossed over each other as dad tried his possible best to change the subject. We talked about everything else aside what was really on ground and the way they felt skeptical made a wide smile crawl my face.

After about an hour, I stood to my feet.

"I'll have to start going back home right now. My husband's parents are supposed to be returning today and we still need to pay our respects." Dad nodded, praising me for being a good child and accepting the marriage while mom stared at me like I was her worst nightmare.

To each his own.

I stepped outside, staring at my watch as I waited for the butler that had drove me here to pull up in front of me...but nothing.

I stared out, there was no sign of life or him or even the car.

Did this bastard return without me? I was about to order an Uber when a tinted black car blew it's horn, stopping right in front of me.

I stepped back instinctively, something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

And today of all days, I had decided to put on heels.

Gosh! Sometimes being feminine is blissful but right now, it was a bitch.

"Velora? Get in." My eyes widened.

They knew my name. They seemed familiar with me as well.

No. I know better than plunging myself into danger like that. I took fewer steps backwards and reminisced on where exactly I could run to that would be safe at this time?

Back into dad's? The gate was already locked and besides, their security was a total animal. He would take the longest time to open up and by then, they must have caught up to me.

"Who are you?" I questioned, trying to sound as brave and courageous as I could and the man chuckled, hopping off the car.

I paused.

He looked a bit like my husband. Maybe not similar but the resemblance was striking.

They could even pass off as brother— Brothers? Did he have a brother?

My tense muscles calmed a little as I stared at him with curiosity.

"Get in the car!" He ordered. Okay, scratch that, who said I wasn't scared. I'll be damned, I was.

"That's no way to speak to your sister in law." I pushed, hoping I was right that he and that son of a prick were brothers.

"Are you trying to get me mad on purpose? Velora! Don't. Even. Dare." Okay, what is this? What exactly is going on here?

He began taking steps closer, I stepped backwards counting in my head untill I break out into a run.

1...

He took two steps. I looked to my side immediately.

2...

Oh you bulky man, who was he trying to scare? And why was he acting like he knew me? I had never even met this man.

3...

Okay, that's it. Heaven saves those who attempts to save themselves. I took off immediately.

For someone reason, I didn't feel as awkward as I thought I would be running in heels.

It was like a muscle memory. Like I bad done this a thousand times over and it was now a part of me.

My heart thumped in my chest as I felt his car engine revving besides me. What the fucking hell? I might be in a flight or fight mode but this is cheating.

I was still running when the car stopped in front of me and he grabbed my arms from behind me.

My heart caught in my throat while fear coursed down my veins.

What is he going to do? kill me? Because that's the vibe I'm getting from staring at his face right here.

I blinked twice trying to wiggle out of his grasp but he just frowned and the next thing I felt was him striking me at the back of my neck and darkness settled in.

I was back on that lonely streets, filled with blood and bones and a lot of dead people. Some of their eyes were wide open, their pain completely visible to anyone who dared to look in them.

And yes!

I was one of those people who dared to look in them, a smile creeping up my face like I was some twisted maniac.

I was 14 again. My white colored dress was stained with blood and behind me, the footsteps of the pursuers resounded.

I can't let them catch me. I can't let them get to me! I just can't!

I took to my heels, my legs digging into the broken bottles but I was number to the pain.

Because I had to survive. I knew I had to.

My legs stumbled over one of the dead bodies laying across the path and I stumbled to my feet, my face buried in the ground.

And...

I gasped as the water splashed on my face, and once again, I was met with the monstrous face of someone I presume is Elion's brother.