Chapter Thirteen
Mikaela: What? What the fuck? Bastard! “I want her to come with me.” He added, clarifying his words “You want her to come with you?” Kevin asked, probably confused as I am or more than. “Yes. There's something I need to talk to her about, and we can't discuss it here. You need to come with me.” He responded, his voice reverberating in the mansion. Was he even listening to himself? I took a small step back before regretting it. I shouldn't have shown him I was scared. “Come on, don't be scared.” He gestured for me to come. He even recognized fear in ladies. He must be a fucking pervert from the poisonous look in his eyes as if he has just hit a jackpot finding me. I took my eyes off him for a split second, looking at Kevin's face for something. A reaction. A nod. A brow raise. Something. Just anything!! Kevin gave me a slight nod, and his eyes asked me to trust him. I took in a sharp breath, moving closer to them slowly. Step by step. Each fiber of me wanted to flee but the little self control I had took the better of me at that moment because I trusted Kevin. I just hope I won't regret that. *You have to come with me to my family mansion.” The man said. “Wh-why? You just said you wanted to tell me something? Why do I have to come with you when you can just say it here?” I stuttered. “What do you expect me to do with a diamond without refining it properly? It would be useless.” My chest deflated as I let out a heavy sigh. “I'll come with you.” Kevin assured me and I moved closer to him. He grabbed my wrist. “Trust me. This man wouldn't do anything to hurt you. But just to be safe, I'll be right beside or behind you. Nothing will happen to you. Not on my watch.” I gulped. “Trust me.” The man stood, “Alright then. Let's go.” We went with him outside into his limo and his chauffeur drove off. Somehow, I felt comfortable with time. Not only because Kevin was there but also because the man stayed away from me as much as he could and kept eyeing me like a pervert who wants to do things to me. After a short drive, the Limo came to a stop. “We're here!” The chauffeur's voice boomed. “Let's go, Kaela.” Kevin pushed. I hummed, alighting the limo with him. There was a metal gate before us and behind the gate was a white mansion erected. It was evident the mansion might be a little old but still standing strong and elegant. The man walked to the gate and gestured for us to come with him. He pulled out a card from his breast pocket and slid the side through the card reader. The gate clanged loudly. He pushed it and walked in. We entered with him and waited for him to shut the gate and lead us into the mansion. As soon as we got in, he gestured for us to go to the dining space without saying a word. Kevin sat right beside me, and I would never fail to notice his attempts to make sure I was okay and comfortable. He was ready to make us leave if I wasn't having it, but I insisted we stayed. As long as he was there, he made me feel safe. The man paced back and forth, staring at his phone desperately. Suddenly, he stopped and brought his phone to his ears. “We have her.” He said, tapping his feet on the floor nervously. Her? Me? What? After that, he settled in with us until the door of the living room slammed and two young blonde guys walked in. The dining room was open to the living room with no door or wall separating them so it was possible to see who entered and who left the building. The men were in shades so their eyes were unreadable but one could tell they weren't just mysterious. They were powerful and the closer they got, the stronger the slight fragrance of their cologne became. Their cologne wasn't just fragrance. It stank with wealth. They came to sit with us and I thought I had seen it all until over time, more people arrived. More young and old men arrived. No ladies. Not even women or grannies. I was the only woman seated. And for some reason, the blonde guys kept staring at me. I couldn't see through their shades but I could definitely smell jealousy laced with brewing hatred. The table was filled and all eyes were on me, but I still felt safe since Kevin's were one of those eyes. Just as the air got thicker, someone cleared their throat, breaking the intensity into pieces. My eyes scanned the table to find who it was but it didn't seem to be any one of them. They already took their eyes off me, especially the blonde guys which was way too sudden. They were maintaining some kind of “character”. I stole a glance at Kevin and he was looking in another direction, and by his eyes, I could tell how invested he was in whatever he was staring at. His pupils were dilating. Tracing his gaze, my eyes met an old lady walking into the dining room. Something about her seemed to interest me. Maybe it was her beauty. Or her aura. Or the shade of her bright red lipstick. Or her dress? Or maybe it was just her ability to put all these men in the right attitude by just clearing her throat. I felt my pupils dilate. There's something about her I couldn't point out. Her eyes met mine and she flashed me a smile, the flesh at the corners of her eyes wrinkling. “Our heiress is here.”Chapter fourteen(THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DOMESTIC VIOLENCE BUT IS BY NO WAY PROMOTING IT.– This is to inform you that the upcoming content includes depictions of domestic violence, but I don't support that behavior.READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.– This advises you to use your own judgment in choosing whether or not to continue reading. If you may be sensitive to the topic, then do not reas it!PS: STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!!– Stand against domestic violence. It's improper!!NOTE: This chapter is from another character's point of view so don't be confused. I'll connect the dots for you to understand how the character has to do with the story. Enjoy✨CHAPTER 14:†FLASHBACK TO 28 YEARS AGO†Mirabel:I yawned, holding baby Mikaela in my arms. She looked so cute and adorable, and if I could hold her like this forever, I would.But then I had my own family, my own home, and it was late. I needed to take her back to her mother, and leave for my house.I glanced at the clock on the wall.It wa
Chapter fifteenMikaela:“What?” I whispered in shock.“Yes. That's how your mother died. Your mother's sister, Mirabel managed to escape with major injuries, although she passed away after a few weeks since she wasn't recovering from the injuries and she was more than traumatized.” The old lady said, placing a hand on my shoulder. “That's how we lost both females of the White family. You were the only female left but at that moment, we didn't consider anything else but to put you up for adoption and that was it.”“Who adopted me?” I raised a brow.“The Abrams family of course. Don't you remember?”Kevin chipped in. “She lost her memory actually.”She nodded. “I see.”She remained quiet for a moment.“The white family might be a bit complex, but here is how it works. In the White extended family, we have five nuclear family. One runs a clothing brand business. One is a family of lawyers. One is a family of doctors. One runs a valuable mining company. While your family runs an art supp
Chapter sixteen–FIVE YEARS LATER–Mikaela:I adjusted my glasses, my gaze fixed on the computer.“Ah, my eyes are tired. I didn't get enough rest last night. It's going to be a long day. Adeline, what's the schedule for today?” I asked, glancing at my personal assistant who was standing nearby.She quickly opened her schedule book, tracing it with her fingers. “A meeting at E.T Arts.”“What's the meeting about again?”“They've been outshined by D’arts and they're trying to get back so they wish to sign a contract with us where they get the most unique arts to capture bidders’ interest.” She nodded firmly while speaking.I massaged my forehead. “Wait, go back. D’arts?” I wanted to be sure if it was the D’arts I knew which was Kevin’s art conglomerate. Kevin and I had been in a contract for five years and I had learned how to paint. My paintings were not the only thing making his conglomerate flourish. The fact that I was the CEO of White Fine Arts and I supplied him with the best, ex
Chapter SeventeenMikaela:My eyes widened and I knew. I knew there was venom in them.Call me the villain but I'd rather be cruel than to lower my head to cruelty.I raised my hand, slamming it on her face. Sharp. Hard. With all the strength I had in me that morning.She fell to the ground, coughing, and I remained there, watching her suffer, watching her break, watching her regret.So this was how she felt when she hit me. This feeling. I couldn't describe it but it was overwhelming. I didn't know if it was satisfaction or superiority.I turned swiftly, not because I was mad. Not because I was satisfied. But because I was going for him next.The man who gave me sleepless nights and made me regret loving him. The man who accused me of killing his mother. The man who would hurt me, broke me, shattered me, destroyed me, with a smug smile on his face.He enjoyed it, didn't he?We'd see who would get the last laugh.I stormed into the building, heading straight to the elevator. I didn't
Chapter OneMikaela:“Mikaela Abrams Selene, this is not a smart move to make. I'm not letting you give the family's art conglomerate to Ethan! Because you're the heir doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. If you go ahead, then I'm cutting you off!”“Oh really, Mom? Really? You're cutting me off because I'm deciding to give the company to Ethan? Because I'm deciding to love him? Does that sound smart to you?” I scoffed, turning away as I approached the stairs.“He will shatter you. You're too young for that, I don't want you to taste the bitterness I struggled with as a young adult. You're just nineteen!”I halted, my body going stiff.“Well, I heard that a million times already, but he hasn't broken my heart, has he? And We've been together for five months. Your words are invalid. Try again.""Your Father already had a deal with the Davidsons before he passed away, you are to marry Mr Davidson's son, Kevin. What has Ethan done to show that he loves?”I let out a sigh, my shoulde
Chapter TwoMikaela:“Ethan.” was all I managed to say. What followed was silence. Heavy silence. One that weighed down my shoulders. And all I could hear was my own heart thumping in my chest.His jaw tightening and his hot glare pinned me in place, slicing through me. There was something his gaze held. Something heavier than rage– hatred. “You were the last person with her. And now, she is…” He choked on his next word as if he was avoiding it. He raised his body, and I stepped closer. “Don't.” He spat, his voice barely above a whisper, but I could tell he was restraining himself from doing something reckless.His shoulders were rising and falling rapidly as his apple bobbed up and down.His eyes tore from mine. Then, he dipped his hand into his pocket, and fetched his phone out.“Ethan.” I mumbled, my lips trembling. I blinked rapidly, trying to hold my tears from falling, but with each blink, the burn of the hot tears intensified.He brought the phone to his ear. “Danny, we hav
Chapter threeMysterious Savior:“Here's your drink, Mr. Davidson.” The housekeeper said as she handed a glass of juice to me.I hummed, gesturing for her to leave the room.She turned and exited the room. I remained at the edge of the bed, swirling the glass in my hand gently before bringing it to my lips to take a small sip.Letting out a sigh, I pulled my phone out of my pocket. As I scrolled through social media, my eyes scanned through alarming news.‘Mr. Vinny’s Wife, Mikaela Abrams/Mikaela Vinny, has been locked up due to accusations of the murder of Mr. Vinny's Mother'My eyes widened. Mikaela Abrams?There was only one Mikaela Abrams I knew, and it was the one who fell in love with Ethan Vinny. The only Ethan Vinny I knew was the man who stole Mikaela Abrams from me.The dots were connecting.It's been four years since I had set my eyes on Mikaela, the one and only lady I have fallen in love with for such a long time.There was a difference between infatuation, lust and love
Chapter fourKevin:The man turned, his eyes pinned on mine and we both remained stiff like that for some seconds until a ringtone snapped the tension.He pulled out a phone from his pocket.“Yes, sir.” He communicated with the person on the other end of the call. “Oh. Alright sir.”He ended the call, letting out a sigh.“The OIC said you're here to bail her out.” He began. The evidence of fear was written all over his face and I could tell he had realized his mistake.“He says you're his good friend.” He added.I stepped further into the cell, closing the distance between us. Just when we were an inch apart, I nodded gently, pointing at his face.“Just as promised, I'll make you lose your job, you fucking bastard.”“I'm…sorry.” He whispered, and I could tell the consequences were already dawning on him.I smirked. “Sorry? You're saying that not to lose your job, aren't you? You were just here enjoying every bit of this a few minutes ago.”“Li-”“Call the ambulance.”He pulled out h
Chapter SeventeenMikaela:My eyes widened and I knew. I knew there was venom in them.Call me the villain but I'd rather be cruel than to lower my head to cruelty.I raised my hand, slamming it on her face. Sharp. Hard. With all the strength I had in me that morning.She fell to the ground, coughing, and I remained there, watching her suffer, watching her break, watching her regret.So this was how she felt when she hit me. This feeling. I couldn't describe it but it was overwhelming. I didn't know if it was satisfaction or superiority.I turned swiftly, not because I was mad. Not because I was satisfied. But because I was going for him next.The man who gave me sleepless nights and made me regret loving him. The man who accused me of killing his mother. The man who would hurt me, broke me, shattered me, destroyed me, with a smug smile on his face.He enjoyed it, didn't he?We'd see who would get the last laugh.I stormed into the building, heading straight to the elevator. I didn't
Chapter sixteen–FIVE YEARS LATER–Mikaela:I adjusted my glasses, my gaze fixed on the computer.“Ah, my eyes are tired. I didn't get enough rest last night. It's going to be a long day. Adeline, what's the schedule for today?” I asked, glancing at my personal assistant who was standing nearby.She quickly opened her schedule book, tracing it with her fingers. “A meeting at E.T Arts.”“What's the meeting about again?”“They've been outshined by D’arts and they're trying to get back so they wish to sign a contract with us where they get the most unique arts to capture bidders’ interest.” She nodded firmly while speaking.I massaged my forehead. “Wait, go back. D’arts?” I wanted to be sure if it was the D’arts I knew which was Kevin’s art conglomerate. Kevin and I had been in a contract for five years and I had learned how to paint. My paintings were not the only thing making his conglomerate flourish. The fact that I was the CEO of White Fine Arts and I supplied him with the best, ex
Chapter fifteenMikaela:“What?” I whispered in shock.“Yes. That's how your mother died. Your mother's sister, Mirabel managed to escape with major injuries, although she passed away after a few weeks since she wasn't recovering from the injuries and she was more than traumatized.” The old lady said, placing a hand on my shoulder. “That's how we lost both females of the White family. You were the only female left but at that moment, we didn't consider anything else but to put you up for adoption and that was it.”“Who adopted me?” I raised a brow.“The Abrams family of course. Don't you remember?”Kevin chipped in. “She lost her memory actually.”She nodded. “I see.”She remained quiet for a moment.“The white family might be a bit complex, but here is how it works. In the White extended family, we have five nuclear family. One runs a clothing brand business. One is a family of lawyers. One is a family of doctors. One runs a valuable mining company. While your family runs an art supp
Chapter fourteen(THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DOMESTIC VIOLENCE BUT IS BY NO WAY PROMOTING IT.– This is to inform you that the upcoming content includes depictions of domestic violence, but I don't support that behavior.READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.– This advises you to use your own judgment in choosing whether or not to continue reading. If you may be sensitive to the topic, then do not reas it!PS: STOP DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!!– Stand against domestic violence. It's improper!!NOTE: This chapter is from another character's point of view so don't be confused. I'll connect the dots for you to understand how the character has to do with the story. Enjoy✨CHAPTER 14:†FLASHBACK TO 28 YEARS AGO†Mirabel:I yawned, holding baby Mikaela in my arms. She looked so cute and adorable, and if I could hold her like this forever, I would.But then I had my own family, my own home, and it was late. I needed to take her back to her mother, and leave for my house.I glanced at the clock on the wall.It wa
Chapter ThirteenMikaela: What?What the fuck?Bastard!“I want her to come with me.” He added, clarifying his words“You want her to come with you?” Kevin asked, probably confused as I am or more than.“Yes. There's something I need to talk to her about, and we can't discuss it here. You need to come with me.” He responded, his voice reverberating in the mansion.Was he even listening to himself?I took a small step back before regretting it. I shouldn't have shown him I was scared.“Come on, don't be scared.” He gestured for me to come.He even recognized fear in ladies. He must be a fucking pervert from the poisonous look in his eyes as if he has just hit a jackpot finding me.I took my eyes off him for a split second, looking at Kevin's face for something. A reaction. A nod. A brow raise. Something. Just anything!!Kevin gave me a slight nod, and his eyes asked me to trust him.I took in a sharp breath, moving closer to them slowly.Step by step. Each fiber of me wanted to flee b
Chapter TwelveMikaela:I sat at the edge of the bed, looking at my face in the mirror that stood across the room.Just as I was about to lay back down, I heard a knock on the door.“Kevin?” I called.“Yeah, it's me.” “Sure. You can come in!” I invited and waited for him to enter but he didn't. “Is there anything wrong?” Worry etched on my face.“No actually. I actually wanted to show you something. Can you come?”“Alright. Just a sec.” I got up immediately, my toes curling at the cold temperature of the floors.I headed towards the door and swung the door open. His face lit up immediately when he saw me. I stepped outside, shutting the door behind me.“I hope you enjoyed dinner?” He asked, his eyes as huge as saucers.Honestly, he wasn't the best cook, but it was okay. I didn't want to be a killjoy.At least he put in some effort to impress me and that alone was enough.I grinned. “Come on, it was great!”He let out a sigh, scratching the back of his neck— an habit I noticed.“Come
Chapter ElevenMikaela:It's been over a month now, and yes, it has been a difficult journey to recovery. I thought I had recovered but at some point of my recovery, my energy sucked itself out of me and I was back to scratch, fighting for my life.I couldn't be more glad that I could now move around by myself. Even at that, the doctor recommended lots of sleep and rest and barely any work.It was understandable that he was only trying to do his job, but I wouldn't appreciate him as much as I would appreciate Kevin.He was always there to tell me he'll always be there. He was always there to whisper reassuring words to me when I needed them the most. Always there to make sure I felt more than safe. He would stay up all night to ensure I slept well.He was not just a friend. He was more than a supporter in fact. I couldn't thank him enough and if there was anything I could do to repay his kindness, I would definitely do it. I would trade anything in fact, even my own freedom to ensure
Chapter Ten Kevin:“Sit her up to ease breathing and guide her!” I knew it was the doctor and nurse coming so I pulled back and quickly went to hold the other nurse who was struggling to get back on her feet and escape.“Alright, doc.” The other nurse responded as she rushed to the bed.Harshly, I grabbed the lady's hair and pulled her up while the nurse gently helped Mikaela sit upright to make her breathing stable.“You bitch! Who do you think you are?” I spat, my grip tightening even more on her hair. She winced, wrinkles gathering at the corner of her eyes. “Trust me, you'll lose your job, your certificate and everything that makes you a nurse.”“I sincerely apologize.” The doctor's voice interrupted.I tilted my head, shooting him a death stare as he stepped closer.“Apologize? What would have happened if I wasn't here earlier? She would have murdered her. A nurse stabbing a patient who just got out of coma, what do you think that would do on the name of your hospital?”“I apolo
Chapter NineMikaela:Just as I was about to utter the next word, the nurse interrupted.“It seems you need some time to think about it more. You should eat. Please sit upright. The doctor would detach some of these machines from you today or tomorrow so you need some strength to function independently.”I gulped, shaking my head as I pushed myself to sit up. “I'd rather he gets me fast food.”My eyes darted to Kevin, and he smiled, the corners of his lips spreading.“Fries?” He asked.I nodded.The nurse stared at us in disbelief, her face pale. “But you have to eat now.”“I can wait.” I grinned. “Thank you.”.Her brows relaxed in defeat as she mouthed inaudible words.Kevin stepped closer, placing a hand on my head. My muscles went stiff timidly at the feel of his touch.“You'll be fine.” He mumbled before leaning in to press a kiss on my head.Oh, someone fuck his cologne in the face.His fingertips scratched my scalp gently before he pulled away and turned.I watched him exit and