THIRD PERSON'S POV_______________________________________________________________________________________The plush leather seat was pressed under the heavy weight of doctor's rear. Xander took the place next to him, his strong hands on steering wheel.The soft breeze outside was the only sound that could be heard from the half open window on the doctor's side.The silence that prevailed in the car was proof how much tensed the atmosphere was. It's like you know a big block of stone is going to fall over you but you can't do anything about it, you can't move to get away nor can you stop it.You can just wait but the wait seems endless as you can see the block of stone coming but don't really know when it will fall on you.Mike had no idea how to tell the person sitting right next to him of his wife's condition. His heart clenched at the thought. His eyes swayed to the young billionaire every two minutes.His broad shoulders tensed, teeth grinding ever so tightly again each other as h
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Looking at him, Mike got terrified too. He has worked with many men with aggressive nature and temper problems but that's the problem with Xander. Men in Mafia used to get mad, raging with fire and thoughts of killing swirling around in their minds. One could easily tell from their mad countenance, the fury and wrath they possess and could as well possibly unleash anytime. But Xander, he was always known to be cold and crisp, he doesn't get hot in rage and anger. Instead, he gets cold. So freezing cold!Biting cold! He turned imperturbable and calmly rigid. One would never know what's going on his mind, if he wants to kill or torture or destroy. His eyes never gave away a single emotion of his to anyone ever. Though those same eyes could easily read others' emotions very well and know the working of their minds. "Xander, please try to calm down. We'll do everything we can t
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ SAME DAY A FEW HOURS BEFORE Elray was getting ready to go meet his precious sister. Honestly, he hasn't been this happy in so long. It almost feels surreal. Looking into the mirror, he smiles at the man in navy blue three piece suit. He looked good! Yes!He mentally patted himself on his back.Only if his wife could notice that.... But that's not something he's going to stress over today.Today, he has decided to be happy so he's going to be happy. And that's the only thing that matters. Quickly walking out of his room and stepping down the glass stairs, his gaze went to big mahogany doors towards the left side, leading to the party hall. Subconsciously, without realising it, his feet took him towards the hall and slowly, he opened the big, wide doors. On entering inside, the first thing he gaze went to, was the high top ceiling, where the chandelier from yesterday had
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ Dark shades were painting the blue sky by each passing minute covering the cities and towns with it's soft starry blanket. The wind blew silently outside.The leaves of the trees swayed slightly with the cold wind. Doctor Mike had left a few moments ago leaving Xander a mess of conflicted emotions. The Mansion was awfully quite at this time. No sound of anything or anyone could be heard except the old ticking of the grandfather clock. The dark furniture fitting the insides of it made it all more terrifying with the darkness surrounding the woods around the huge mansion.No light was lit up, moonlight enveloped the walls and rooms in its soft embrace. Still sitting on the black couch, his gaze wandered upstairs to the left of the corridor leading to his Triantáfyllo's room. He has specially gotten that room ready for her knowing she won't be comfortable with him but he did h
THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ On the other hand, Lucas was still in the hospital. The small hand was somewhere between nine and ten and the bigger hand was a little past seven indicating it was around twenty five minutes approximately before clock struck ten at night. Eyes fixed on the clock hanging on the wall in front of him, he dragged a hand hand down his face to rub away his tiredness. Mike had returned to hospital about an hour ago but hadn't said anything to Lucas about anything. Nor there was any trace of Xander Knight. He couldn't help but wonder where was Xander or why he wasn't here at the hospital yet? As far as he knew, that jerk claimed to love Scarlett so where was he now? Lucas had wanted to get up and ask doctor what he and Xander did talk about but the very next minute, he saw Ryan Kingsley and his wife with a little kid, entering the corridor and heading for Scarlett's room. Knowing
THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ The soft lights coming from the big window in the room shined on her face. Moonlight radiating on her still and numb body. Tracing his long, deft fingers along her cheeks softly, Xander breathed out. She is his love. She is the woman he loves and he wouldn't let her get away from him.No one can take her away from him. Not even god. Maybe love is a small word to describe the way he feels for his raven haired beauty.The passion and adoration he feels when looking at her beautiful dark brown eyes is something he has never felt before and will never feel ever with anyone but with her and only her. Her dark tresses were laying around her beautiful face. She was beautiful. Always have been. Even in this hospital gown, she looked beautiful.But the thing that disturbed Xander the most were the tubes attached to her body.So many tubes were going over her body to the two big machines standing on both sid
THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ "You made me do it."His voice was laved with disgust, as if he was repulsed by his own self. Karla's eyes widened at her son's words.She made him do it? No, she wouldn't ever do that to him. Never. He was her son and she always wanted to protect and love him. "No, baby. You didn't do anything. Why are you saying so?" She tried to approach him slowly. "You are wrong. I did it. I was a part of it. If only I knew......If only I knew I wouldn't have ever let you done that." He grabbed the ends of his hair, his voice boiled in agony of his own actions, he could feel something heavy in his chest, weighing him down. "What you didn't know?" Karla sat down beside her son and put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. She has never seen him like this.Never in her life, has she seen her son so much broken and sad, not even when she refused him to marry Nicole. "That..." He hiccuped a little before contin
THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ "Mom, I don't know how but you need to find it now!" "It's not here, Elray! I told you that I must have thrown it away. Trust me, there was no need for an antidote to that drug. She was supposed to wake up in a day." Karla huffed, panting from all the time she spent whole day on finding the antidote. "Exactly! She was supposed to wake up in a day but she didn't. It's been a almost a fucking week already but she hasn't even moved a single finger."Elray was on the verge of losing it. They have spent an entire day looking for that little life saving bottle but it was nowhere to be found. He sighed heavily and went to the mini bar to get a bottle of whiskey.His eyes roamed around the counter.The glasses were kept in the high shelf, wooden, rich brown coloured shelf made the contrast to the white wall so much more appealing in regal.The trash bin laying around the corner of the counter on the thick gre