Bryan's POVI keep thinking about the letters Celine wrote to me and the contents. The words keep resounding in my ears and I wonder why she isn't acting as if she is responsible for the letter.I didn't see her this morning before coming to work but she pretended not to have anything to do with them the last time.She was as submissive as ever. Her head was lowered in respect as ever.Even though I had assumed that she was doing this just to get to me and make me soft on her, I am having a different feeling about it.As much as I try not to think of it, I am curious to know her answers to the questions I have.How long is she going to pretend?I am coming back from work very late today despite how much in a haste I was to come to ask Celine if she is the writer of those letters or not. I know she is the one but I am still going to question her.My maids would never do a thing like that. Celine is the only one with such audacity despite how scared she is of me.Surprisingly, my nightm
Celine's POVCamilla notices my restlessness as I move from our bedroom to the living room, hoping to hear Jason's cry so I can rush over to Bryan's room and take my son with me back to our room.But he isn't crying today of all days. Everywhere is silent as a graveyard."Are you ok?" She peers down at me for the umpteenth time in question."Yes, I am", I sit on the settee to calm myself down so she won't notice anything anymore."Is something wrong?" She asks again. "Did he say something to you?""No, no, no!" I chant, shaking my head vigorously. "He didn't. I am fine.""Then tell me what it is", she insists, sitting next to me. "He wants Jason to sleep in his room, I'm just worried Jason might wake up with a cry in the middle of the night and I will already be fast asleep", I half-lie, hoping she will believe me and let me be.I can't tell her the truth. I can't tell her that Paxton will be coming over here tonight to get me and my son out.Bryan is ruining our plans already. I am
Bryan's POVI wake up with a start and my eyes fly open to the handsome figure right next to me on my massive bed.He is curled up with his hair falling all over his face and the remnants of the chocolates I gave him last night as a bribe falling off his half-open mouth.I smile and relax back, thinking of what woke me up.Did he stir and I woke up in fright that he will soon wake up with a cry?I don't know why I am awake. I guess it is just a fatherly instinct. Impulsively, my hand finds its way to his chubby cheeks and I rub my hand over his face in adoration.He stirs again and coughs. Quickly, I pull the remnant of the chocolates out of his mouth and drop it on the side drawers. My hands become sticky and as much as I want to ignore them, too tired to get up from the bed to wash my hands, I rise.I get irritated by things easily. This isn't something smelly but the sight of its stickiness irritates me. I might not be able to go back to sleep if I don't get rid of it.Besides, i
Bryan's POVLike my father would say; "The wise is the one who prepares for war even before it comes so that when it comes, it won't meet you unprepared and take you away. Instead, it will meet you prepared, and coming out victorious won't be a trial."I don't know how much the intruders are but I am confident I am still as skilled as ever. Hastily, I take the gun and dash to the door.I point the gun to the door before opening it slowly and quietly, looking left and right for my prey.There is no one in sight.I begin to move out of the room, still looking all around but with my major focus in front in case someone shows up from nowhere.I am about to take the staircase downstairs to see and know where the commotion is coming from when someone shows up but I am quick to kick the gun in his hands away before dragging him to my side, my hands around his neck region."Who the hell are you?" I ask, roughly with the gun in my hand pointing towards his head. I won't hesitate to blow off hi
Celine's POVI race upstairs, with tears blinding me and my body trembling with a mixture of panic and fright.I need to get my son out. Everything is wrong now. I shouldn't have allowed it. I shouldn't have fallen asleep. I should have waited and kept trying Paxton's number.I had no idea how I slept off. I was woken up with a jolt when I heard the sound of a gun.Paxton didn't follow the plan either. He was supposed to come into my room but he didn't. The sound of the gun woke me up and I was scared something bad had happened to Bryan which made me rush out.I saw the flash of hurt on Bryan's face. It hurt me to the bones. I didn't mean to hurt him and it was sad to see him hurt. It is as a result of the fact that I know that I am the one responsible for the hurt.I don't care whether he has always been the one hurting me all along. I still feel for him after everything but I won't let that stop me from going with my son.I need to get my son out.In one swing, I throw the door open
Bryan's POVI groan at the pain from my shoulder as Marcus treats my injury, pouring a liquid substance on it which sends a rippling pain to every part of my body.Shit! I curse inwardly.I can't believe Celine did this. I can't believe she is behind this and she brought hooligans to my home. I am going to f***ing deal with her.I thought she had eliminated the idea of wanting to take Jason out of my house. When will she get to understand my reasons for not wanting to let Jason out of my sight?I asked Camilla to go into my room and look after Jason. I was scared he would wake up alone in that room where I locked him up and become scared. I was also scared that someone would go in there and see him. If Camilla is there, I will be rest assured and I will be able to concentrate fully on dealing with this idiot calling Celine a baby.I wonder if he is her boyfriend.If something happens, Camilla will surely raise an alarm."You are good to go, boss", Marcus steps back after treating me
Paxton's POVHis right hand strikes me hard across the face and my face burns immediately with pain. I turn to face him squarely and spit in his face.I want to annoy him. I want to purposely annoy him. I have been wondering why he isn't coming down here to torture me like he vowed to before he came. I called him a coward because of that. Even though the plan has failed, beating me up will make him go down because my brothers will never take this. Even if they do not want to help me get Celine and her son out, I'm sure they will come after Bryan because of this.Israel has been killed. Bryan killed him.I hired some men to follow me here because my brothers wouldn't help. Now that they already know that I am in Bryan's mansion, if they don't see me soon, they will come here for Bryan's head.I just hope Celine is fine. I hope she has the brain to run away from here as soon as she can before he takes her and hurts her too.Bryan is a ruthless man and he can hurt her without giving th
Celine's POVI burst into the house, racing for the telephone wire ringing nonstop and wiping the tears blinding me.I have been hearing the loud ringing sound of the telephone right from when I dropped from the cab. The apartment is the first apartment facing the driveway and the ringing wasn't loud enough until I was close by.Without thinking of who is calling, I pick up the telephone so the ringing can stop and I can quietly bawl my eyes out without any distractions or interference afterward."Celine", Bryan's husky voice calls me as I glue the phone to my ears before I can even say a word.My hand trembles a little as I blink to be sure this isn't a dream and it is indeed Bryan calling.My heart begins to pound wildly in my chest. He knows I am out of his house already, that's why he is calling my home phone. How the hell did he get the number?"I give you 20 minutes to get back here or you will have yourself to blame for whatever happens to your insane boyfriend", he threatens q