«Layla»“I'll tell you what's wrong with me, you!”Ethan's words hunted me as I ran. I tried to stop the tears from flowing to no avail. What had I done? Was I so wrong in conceding to this marriage?Was I so unbearable? So disgusting?This isn't working I thought. And Ethan had spelt it out crystal clear. Why did I push him... Why did I so desperately want to get hurt.I fled blindly, running away from everything I knew. I needed a safe space to think and clear my head. I definitely couldn't see Drake at this state.Turning onto a dark alley, away from the prying eyes of passers-by, I sat on the concrete ground shaking.“Breathe... Breathe Layla,” I strayed my self as best as I could and pulled out a cloth to clean my already stuffy nose.He didn't even hit me but now
«Nicole»The car was parked and I felt someone carry me down. I was made to move through a winding path and up and down some stairs and around passages before finally my hands were untied and the polythene bag was removed from my head.I stood face to face with Sedar Maxwell, a slight glint in his eyes as well as a smirk at the edges of his lips.He spread out his hands. “Welcome to my humble abode. Sorry for the inconvenience.”His chest bulged out of the thin black that he wore as usual, blinding me once again with his unimaginable number of gold chains. How did someone even manage to wear two belts just to prove he had a thousand gold belts?I glared at him. Heck next up he'll show up with diamond teeth. “You better have a damn good reason.”“Please, make yourself at home.” He smiled fully now, revealing sparkling diamond false teeth that made a one-two-three pattern with his normal teeth. What the fuck... This was oppression!“This is the dark side.”I looked around and sat down
«Nicole» “It's yours to choose,” His grin widened. “And mine to watch.”I nodded checking the time. I had to get home on time so my parents wouldn't start asking me stupid questions.“I'll notify you once the target is within Killing range. Three men will do the job.” He snapped his fingers.A man walked in dressed in a leather jacket and ragged fashionable jeans. He nearly tripped over the shackles that were still on the ground as he stumbled into place in front of us.I gave Sedar the, “seriously him??” look.“It had been completely coincidental,” Sedar's smiling eyes replied.“Ring leader Jacob,” The man reported standing straight. “Two of my men and I would be avaliable from noon to late in the middle of the night. We're well trained in kidnapping and assassination.”“He's the most ordinary looking killer I know.” Sedar testified walking closer to me. He held out a hand and led me to the door. “Could lend right in amongst innocent two year olds without problems anytime.”I could
«Ethan»Jonas looked a little more than terrified but followed my lead as I pulled the trigger. The look on his face was resigned. There was no going back now.I'm glad he understood. Since we had already gone against the law, we were going to see it through to the end.“Who's there, show yourself!” One of the kidnappers yelled pointing in all directions. Layla had already taken the initiative to flee and take shelter behind a ledge. I heaved a sigh. It would really be troublesome if the criminal still held on to her and used her to threaten us. “You know what to do now.” I nodded at Jonas.“Y-yes master,” He said no doubt remembering my instructions. No matter what happened, he was to take Layla, get into the car and leave.I stepped out of the shadows and addressed the man.“I'm sorry but you have something that's mine.” My voice was cold and deadly, plunging the already cool atmosphere to another freaking hundred degrees.Out of the corner of my eyes, I sighted Jonas sprinting a
«NICOLE»“Darling come down. You're getting late.” Mother knocked o my door impatiently.It was just some minutes past seven, I thought relaxed. I wasn't supposed to be there until thirty minutes. And besides, he was the one... Whoever this prince guy was that was supposed to wait for the girl.I wouldn't have it any other way.My phone rang and I glanced down at it half annoyed. Sedar... I glanced in his direction and decided to take the risk.“First this call can't be traced. So our full security is there.”nodded walking some distance away from the room. “Since there are a thousand of here.” T one you.I added some blush to my cheeks and smiled at my reflection. Now this was what we called colors.“Suspect is all alone and within
«Layla»I was long awake but still trying to get my bearings. What was I doing in a strange bed... Again.I stood up trying to organise the memories floating in my head. Everything was messy upstairs. All I remembered was that it was a rather eventful nights.I was Layla Wales, Ethan Crawford's legal wife. What exactly had happened last night? I know I felt a lot of emotional damage but the main events themselves eluded me.I glanced around the room I was in, the messed up working desk was impossible to miss. I never left my working space disaranged, if I had doubts before, now I was certain, this was not my room.As though to affirm this, my eyes caught the decorated tepestries that hung on the wall and unlabelled oil paintings. Everything was so Greek... Definitely not my style.I felt around for my phone but wasn't really surprised to find nothing.“I guess I'd be roaming the corridors then,” I thought sadly.There was nothing like waking up feeling strange and there was no one fam
«Layla»“So would you like a tattoo?” He gave me a cheeky grin pulling me inside the shop.I glanced at the flaming furnace near a Ln iron stretcher and the asernal of sterilised needles hanging over it. The cavalry of ointments and oils on the shelf and the emergency room pasted across a door behind revealed a bit of what the aftermath would look like.“Um no thanks,” I said immediately.“Pity,” He sighed. “You didn't change one bit from the goody goody teachers pet in college.”I hid a smile. He had probably forgotten about the butterfly tattoo on my right thigh that I got on my sixteenth birthday.“You wanna step aside for this part,” He filled in a combination code in the side door which slided open.“Nice office,” I commented stepping in
«ETHAN»I walked into the building deep in thought. Layla had refused to tell who her enemies were. That gave me a bit of extra work.I had gone on with the original plan and told her about the vacation we were supposed to have. It was my last form of compensation to her.I hoped to goodness that I wouldn't regret itOut of the corner of my eyes, I saw Violet at the top of the stairs, smirking down at everything. It kinda also pissed me off that she was making some discreet phon call on my territory... Almost like it was hers. I might still be able to cancel my honeymoon with Layla, a part of me thought. But no, I had already given her my word. The least I could to was to keep to it. Our eyes locked and she winked at me. I maintained my poker face fighting every muscle in my body that wanted to smack that smug look off her face. “Trust your decisions,” I told myself. “Trust the guts.”That wasn't much of a prep talk because right now, my guts told me something terrible was about t