Zerah
After what felt like an eternity, the evening chill had already seeped into my skin when finally headed back into the house. Immediately I entered the living room I met both of my boys chattering, the previous worry they showed before gone. Warmth filled me at the sight, waves of love and anxiety. I couldn't lose them. They were my one reason for living, and my only consolation from the hurt of those years. Time passed quickly. Shortly after dinner, I tucked them into bed before heading into my room a heavy weight of exhaustion filling me as I collapsed onto the bed. My heart still ached however, the memory of Ryker the incidents today filled my mind. This was all my fault. If I had just declined Nathan's offer, I could have remained in City Z where my life was normal and safe. But I was here now. Back in a city with so many painful memories, and on my first day back, I had run into the one person I had hoped never to see again. And as it turns out, I worked for him. I couldn't help but smile bitterly at the irony. Of all the companies I could have been in, it had to be a subsidiary of the company he managed. At least I could ignore him most of the time, making sure to drown myself in work all day giving myself no free time to ponder over him even though it meant I was always exhausted at the end of the day, and spending time with Nathan was a big help. And now, this had happened. My eyes burned with tears, the reminder of his threat constantly repeating like a broken record. Nausea filled me. He didn't care about them, he just wanted the children for his own selfish gains. There was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. I wasn't going to let him use my kids as pawns for his personal interests. That was the last thought that went through my head before I fell into slumber …. “No…no.” This couldn't be happening. Standing in a courtroom, The sound of his voice and the gavel echoed in my ears. “I grant full custody of Micah and Ryan to Ryker Davidson.” No… Tears burned hot in my eyes as I watched him take my children away. I tried to scream, to warn them, to take their hands, but I found that I couldn't move. I was completely, utterly powerless. Ryker’s smug smirk sent a piercing arrow through me. “See? I warned you.” No! I jolted, sitting up and panting . As the cool air chilled my skin, m breath hitched. A dream. It was just a dream. As I came to reality I feel everything from the faint light of dawn ebbing through the window to the sweat that bathed all over me and the tears in my eyes. Most of all, I could feel pure utter terror. Without hesitation, I grabbed my phone dialing my mother's number. She was still in the hospital but I had to talk to her. "Mom, I just had the most terrifying dream." I said after she picked up. "Ryker was taking the kids away and I could do nothing to stop him." “The kids aren't going anywhere. Ryker doesn't even know you have them." she said reassuringly. I could hear her voice, calm and reassuring on the other end yet all I could fill was a chill run through me. "He does now." I said, For the next few minutes, I explained the entire incident to her. She remained silent on the phone all through. Once I was done, the silence was even more deafening. It wasn't difficult to tell how she was feeling. I felt the same way too. Ryker was powerful and if he started a custody battle, we'd almost surely lose. "Oh my baby girl,” My mother's voice cut through my thoughts, making me sit straighter. “Listen. No matter what, nothing will happen to them. I promise we'll figure this out, okay?" My heart sank from her words. How I wished I could rely on that blind optimism. Six years ago I had relied on that to enter into a loveless marriage with a man who didn't remember me and left heartbroken. I no longer had the luxury. Ryker was powerful, a multibillionaire CEO heading over two companies. I'm comparison, we were nothing but chopped liver. But I couldn't place that burden on her. Swallowing thickly, I forced back all the worries. “Okay mom,” I breathed out, closing my eyes tightly, “You should rest now. I should stop bothering you. Goodnight.” Immediately after dropping the call, I turned towards the clock. I still had about 2 hours before I had to get up for work. I should have fallen asleep, or at least tried to, but the nightmare had already taken its toll and the anxiety refused to leave. In the end, I lay in bed feeling lost, and helpless. Ryker had everything. His money, his reputation and the dear fiancée he always wanted. Yet, that wasn't enough for him. Clutching the sheets below me tightly I shut my eyes. Like hell I'll let him take them away. The next morning, I arrived at the office still exhausted from my interrupted sleep. The memory of yesterday was still very fresh in my mind. The thought of seeing Ryker at the office was dreadful. As hours passed by however, there was no sign of him. Just like always, he had most likely headed straight to the main company, meaning he wouldn't be here. “Zerah!” I jolted, looking up to find Nathan. His smile was warm and I couldn't help but reflect it. "I hope you're doing better. What was the emergency?" He asked, For a moment , I hesitated before forcing a smile. "It was my mom, she had a little accident but she's fine now." I said, brushing it off, even when it wasn't the truth. Shivers ran through me at the reminder of Ryker's threat but I forcefully pushed it away. I couldn't let him interfere in my life. “Good,” he nodded before jerking my head towards his office door. “Can we talk? It's about that company?” he askef. It didn't take long to understand. Without hesitation, I followed him. Throughout the waning evening light I remained in Nathan's office, listening. Nathan was on a tirade about an important business deal with a smaller which would help the In the five years I'd worked with Nathan, I knew several things about him, many of which he'd told me willingly. One of them was that he was content with his position. At times he shared about his family and this company. He had never held any ambition towards rising high or breaking out to start his own business. In his eyes, everything was for the Main branch and his family. I'd admired that simplicity in him, sharing the same sentiment to some degree. If only I knew then, that the company he was always referring to was this one. I listened attentively as he spoke about their production systems; the main reason he had been stalling the partnership. In the end I finally spoke. "Well, why don't we help them with that?" I offered "We could propose and manage a restructuring of their production to better serve both our needs as a benefit of partnering with us." "Great idea Zerah. What would I do without you?" Nathan said with a huge grin. I laughed, enjoying his praise and packing up my files to return to my desk. Now that this was over, I could leave his tirade and go h- "I can't wait to bring it up to Ryker." The files I was holding clattered to the floor. It took me a few seconds to realise that I'd dropped them. I silently berated myself for reacting when footsteps rang behind me. “Zerah?” Looking up, I found Nathan staring at me, concern clearly in his eyes “Are you okay? What's happened?" He asked. "Shit, I didn't hold them properly. I'm fine, really." The lie flower through my teeth like venom. Guilt sank into me for lying to him, but I pushed it away. This was what I had to do to avoid suspicion. Nathan couldn't know about the past relationship between Ryker and I. Nathan didn't look convinced, but before he could say anything else, his phone rang. Relief filled me as he turned away for a moment. I'd forgotten all about yesterday in the flow of work and hearing Ryker's name ignited the anxiety again. I shut my eyes tightly to shut it out. Before I could leave however, Nathan returned, a serious look written over on his face. "We've been called for a stakeholder's meeting at Headquarters. Ryker said he wants us there so we have to go." My blood ran cold at the news. This had to be a trick of his. He was planning something. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as questions whirled in my head. What was his plan? Was he going to try and humiliate me again as a golddigger? Was this about the children? Did he want to make it known to everyone that they were his kids?Zerah I woke up with a weird kind of energy in my chest. Not excitement, more like determination. Real, heavy determination.I sat up slowly, still wrapped in my sheets. Today was a weekend. Saturday to be exact. It felt surreal. All of that chaos had happened within a few days.And it was far from the end.Everything that happened yesterday kept playing in my head, the parking lot, the flash drive, Robinson’s men smashing it, Ryker's apology.I pushed away that last thought, looking at my closed laptop where the video file remained. I had gotten the evidence to help Emilia and get rid of Robinson's propped reputation.It wasn't enough.The video was good proof of Robinson's misconduct and blackmail to Elena. But what did that have to do with Ryker? Nothing, not directly. If I really wanted to help clear Ryker’s name, I’d need something that tied to him, to that night. And I had to find it fast.My hands clean ved around the sheets. He had admitted his mistakes to me last night, bu
ZerahI froze in place, my heart skipping a beat. I could tell he did as well. Shock wracked me as I processed the sight of him.His tall frame filled the space, hand was raised halfway to the door, like he was about to knock.I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath catching in my throat.When did he come back? What was he doing here, at my doorstep? What did he want? A million questions swirled in my mind, but I couldn't form any words.It felt like a dangerous case of Deja Vu. Only last night, this situation happened, him drunk and me, angry. He'd once sworn to never touch my bedroom doorstep after that one drunken night six years ago, yet now he'd come to it not once but twice.Unlike last night however, there was no rancid stench of alcohol. No half lidded, unstable frame. His eyes were clear.He wasn't drunk and didn't seem to have touched a lock of alcohol. Good. The confirmation made my gaze roam even further. His shirt was wrinkled, a far cry from the pristine lo
ZerahThe drive back to my home, if one could call it that, seemed to span an eternity in the silence. My hands were tightly clenched around the steering wheel.The echoes of the panic I'd felt in the parking lot earlier still rang through me. I couldn't deny that I was slightly shaken, but it wasn't jarring. Not when i'd expected it. Not when I'd already been warned.FLASHBACK: THE COFFEE SHOP I stood up to leave when Elena suddenly grabbed my arm. “Wait,” she said, her voice more urgent. My breath hitched as she pulled me back, leaning in.“Sit down.” She whispered an urgency in her tone that made me alarmed.What was wrong? My gut coiled in anxiety as I obeyed.“There's no way he doesn't know about this meeting. With the people following me, he… he'll probably have predicted why I'm here.” she said, her expression shifting into something unreadable.“If he knows, then he might go after you. He might try to take...” she trailed off, but the insinuation was clear.My skin pric
Zerah My gut tightened at her words. Before I could reassure her, she raised her hand with a bitter smile. “I know it won't, this is just a precaution. I'm grateful for this and for you…but I'm still selfish, and I have my fears and doubts. If it comes crashing down, not just me but my family will be hurt. I have no doubt that he's capable of that,” she said, “So please, on the probability that this doesn't pan out and he wins, I need you to promise me that nobody will know that I'm involved. We never spoke of this and I never gave you that drive. Even when this goes public, promise me that I'll remain anonymous. Can you do that?” I stood there, frozen, as Elena's words hung in the air. As I looked into her eyes, I saw the depth of her anxiety. The decision solidified. I had promised to help her and protect her. I also had to ensure that she wasn't caught in the crossfire. I nodded. “I promise. You'll remain anonymous,” I promised sincerely. There was the question of what e
ZerahFor a moment, it was like I'd stopped breathing. Shock ran through me like a tidal wave as I replayed those words over again in my head. A video of Robinson threatening her. A piece of substantial evidence. It may be one incident, one piece of evidence, but a single incident was all that was needed to crumble someone's reputation. For someone like James who was in his high, propped up by the press at this time, it would change everything.This could be everything we needed. “Zerah.”I was snapped back to reality at the call of my name. Looking back at Elena, her dark eyes clearer, it was like a weight had been lifted from my chest.“Where is it?" I asked. My voice came out slightly more eager than expected but it was too late to back track.Elena's face shifted a fraction. She leaned back in her seat and panic filled me. “Wait. I'm sorry if I startled you. I didn't mean to.” I rushed out. I couldn't let my abrupt reaction drive her away. Her only response was a brief shak
Ryker“Mr. Davidson!” Jason snapped, quickly pulling me out of my trance. I blinked back to reality to meet the glow of sundown.It was already evening, I noted listlessly.Hours had passed, nearing the full day, yet nothing had been solved.Turning back to the two people in my office, Jason paced frantically."Alright. Luckily, we've managed to contain it here at the office. Barely,” he glanced at me before continuing, “Since Mr Davidson has already talked to the employees, assuring them that all will be taken care of. It's only right that we do so.”“And how do you suggest we do that?" Evelyn, sitting on the other chair, raised an eyebrow. Despite flagellating me in the meeting before, she had arrived here unannounced, no doubt for her own interests. “Do we lock ourselves up? Sounds like a plan." She smiled, her voice dripping with skepticism.Jason's jaw ticked as he turned to her.“Mrs Rodriguez, this is neither the time nor the place for scorn. We're both directors here and y