In a blink of an eye, Caspian raced toward Ethan, grabbed him with his collar, and landed a punch on his face, his head falling to the side, the corner of his mouth immediately beginning to bleed. Caspian’s hold on his shirt became even stronger as he threw the next punch on the same spot, his ring scraping his cheek. How fucking dare he hurt his wife. Only he knew how scared he was when he received the news that Anna had been taken and not just by anyone but by his goddamn brother. He’d been scared to death and had driven through the road like a maniac. And he’d sworn not to let him go. Not this time. “You fucking bastard,” he yelled and shot the next punch, taking in the sight of Ethan bleeding with each punch that he threw. The men behind him all stormed toward Caspian to peel him away from their boss but Ethan raised his hand up to stop them, a smile settled on his lips even as Caspian delivered the next punch. “I’ll fucking kill you. How dare you fucking touch her.” He was fil
The sound of bullets reverberated in the entire building. Not once, not twice. And then abruptly, it stopped. The air hung heavily with a silence so thick. Caspian froze, his eyes on the woman that lay limply in his arms, weak and unresponsive. With racing heart and eyes that were wide open in disbelief, his gaze darted across the building, at the men that laid on the floor, at his brother sprawled on the floor with bullet holes all over his body and then and then the policemen that now surrounded the place, their weapons drawn. “Anna,” he called her name like a prayer, his eyes tracing over the blood that ran from her shoulder down to her legs, his hands trembling as they held her cheek. “Fuck, Anna. Open your eyes. Can you hear me, baby?” He cried, panic evident in his voice. His blood thumped loudly in his ears as he stared at his bloody palm from her shoulder. She’d fucking taken the bullet for him, she’d fucking jumped before him as Ethan fired the gun, and fuck, he had been un
“If you’re going to look for Ethan, the police called home.” Her head lowered as she readied herself for her next words. “He’s dead!” Silence enveloped the surroundings as Mrs Riordan finished her words. Caspian stared at the woman as if waiting for her to say anything else. When she said nothing, he nodded and asked. “And the body?” His voice was strained and thick. “At the morgue.” Caspian shifted backward and combed his hand through his hair, swiping his tongue across his lips. Although he was never on good terms with his brother, he was family after all and the mention of his death caused a shift in his heart. But it didn’t matter h to though. Because if he was still alive after those shots, he would have finished him himself. “It’s going to be fine,” Mrs Riordan encouraged. “Anna is a strong girl.” He ran his hand through his face and clamped his eyes shut. He only opened them again when he felt a warmth wrap around him. His mother wrapped her hands around his body and pat
In the early hours of the morning, Anna’s eyes slowly fluttered open to stare at the white ceiling, a frown immediately settling on her forehead. She felt a pounding headache hit her so strong on her head and the memories of the previous day flooded into her head. She suddenly began panicking, her eyes searching frantically for Caspian when she realized that she was in a hospital. She realized that she was unable to move her body and her shoulders hurt like hell. She raised her hand slightly and they fell on a head full of hair. Was it Caspian? She managed to angle her head to the side with so much difficulty and a sigh escaped her lips when she saw Caspian sitting beside her with his head on her bed. She pushed his hand lightly from his face so as not to wake him and she slowly admired his features, his sleeping features. At that moment, she thanked goodness that she was the one hurt and not Caspian. It was a narrow escape from the bullet and if she hadn’t jumped before him, the bu
Once Anna was settled with Dali and the other two men in the room, Caspian had a chance to leave the hospital for a while, to leave her side for a while. He began to make his way out of the hospital, his footsteps light and unhurried. He didn’t waste a second before getting into his car as he got to the parking lot, immediately turning it on and speeding out of the premises, heading toward the Riordan mansion. Why was he driving in that direction? He just needed to go see and confirm that indeed Ethan was no more. In less than fifteen minutes, his car drove into the mansion of the Riordan and he threw himself out, marching toward the main door of the house.“Mr Riordan,” the head servant greeted with a bow as he stepped in. “Welcome.”“Where is my father?”“In the living room with your second brother.”Nodding, he stormed his way to the living room and stopped for a moment when he got in, his eyes falling on the two men who sat opposite each other in the living room. Noticing the unu
“And may the soul of Ethan Mars Riordan rest in the almighty’s right hand. You can now drop your final gifts.” The funeral of Ethan Mars Riordan was a small affair. Only a few family members and friends were invited on the rainy Friday evening for the funeral ceremony of the late Riordan. Every invited member was dressed in expensive black wear as expected and they all held an umbrella each to protect themselves from the drizzling of the rain. The atmosphere was thick with tension, the fake cries and wails from a few people reverberating in the air, taking over the sounds of the drizzling rain. As the priest stepped aside from the entrance of the mausoleum after spraying some holy water inside, everyone made their way to the grave except for Caspian and Anna who stood a few meters away from everyone. They started as the guests dropped their flowers and paid their last respects to the dead. “Are you okay?” She peered up at him. His eyes were covered with thick dark glasses and she w
“Take off your dress,” Caspian ordered as he returned to Anna on the bed with a first aid box in his hand. “My hand hurts,” she whined.He sighed and grabbed the hem of her dress before pulling it over her head, leaving her in her panties and bra. He opened the first aid box and wore a pair of hand gloves. “Is it going to hurt?” She asked, her fear evident in her words. “Mother changed your bandage before, didn’t she?”“It’s the first time you'll be helping me change. Mother has a very soft hand but not you.”“I’ll make it painless.”Before getting a hold of her arms, he kissed her on her lips shortly and pulled away, beginning to peel the bandage off her skin, his eyes on her face, watching her every expression and the small cries of pain. “I’m sorry.”Once the bandage was away from her skin and now on the floor, he stared at the red spot on her skin and then he returned his gaze to her face. “Fuck, I asked you to be careful, Anna. Look at your wound.”“I was careful.”“No, you w
The silence in the living room spoke volumes as everyone sat uncomfortably on the couches, silently waiting for the Riordan family doctor to arrive. Elle sat on the couch opposite the grandmother and next to Mrs Riordan, shifting in her seat every now and then. Her heart skipped a thousand beats when a corporate-dressed man stepped into the mansion, short and bearded. He walked behind the family’s head servant and stopped when he stood behind the grandmother of the family. “Older Mrs Riordan,” he greeted, his head lowered. “Mr and Mrs Riordan.”“You’re here, Marcus.” The old woman rose from her chair to face the doctor. “Please come in.”“Thank you.”They both stepped to the couch where Elle sat and the woman pointed at her. “She’s the one who’s pregnant. I’ll appreciate it if you take the blood samples and test them with my late grandson’s. You have our blood tube at the lab.”“Of course.”The man sat beside Elle on the couch and placed his briefcase on it, opening it to reveal the