Mag-log in**(Back to Dwyne's Point of View)**"What...?"Bradley's brows drew together as he stared at the doctor."I'm sorry... could you please repeat that?"For a moment, I simply blinked then I looked at his expression.The most feared man in the Italian Mafia stood completely frozen, looking more confused than I had ever seen him.I could not stop myself and a quiet chuckle escaped my lips.Across the desk, Dr. Paula Wilson smiled warmly. "I had a feeling that would be your reaction."I covered my mouth, trying to stop laughing.
**(from Bradley's Point of View)**Eight months later...The courthouse stood surrounded by reporters long before the trial was scheduled to begin.News vans lined both sides of the street, cameras pointed toward the entrance as journalists eagerly waited for the arrival of everyone connected to what had become one of the country's most publicized criminal cases.The kidnapping of Dr. Dwyne Ellaine.The obsession of Benjamin Harrington.The fall of one of the most influential business families in the country.For months, every newspaper had followed the story. Today… It w
The gentle sound of the waves had become my favorite melody.The ocean stretched endlessly before me, its crystal-blue water sparkling beneath the afternoon sun like thousands of tiny diamonds scattered across the sea. The warm breeze carried the scent of salt and tropical flowers, while rows of swaying palm trees danced peacefully along the white sandy shore.It was beautiful, peaceful and perfect.If someone had told me years ago that I would one day wake up on a private island in the middle of the ocean beside the man I loved, I would have laughed and told them they were completely insane.Yet… Here I was. Standing ankle-deep in the warm seawater, wearing the most beautiful white bikini I had ever owned.The fabric hugged my figure comfortably without feeling revealing, while a sheer white cover-up lay forgotten on one of the beach chairs beneath the shade of a large umbrella.I tilted my face toward the sun and closed my eyes to feel the warmth against my skin. It felt wonderful w
For several long seconds, no one spoke.The living room that had been peaceful only moments ago suddenly felt unbearably quiet. I slowly set the book down on the coffee table before rising from the sofa.Bradley immediately reached for my hand. His thumb brushed gently across my knuckles, silently asking if I was alright.I gave him a small nod. "I'll be okay."His eyes searched mine for another moment before he loosened his grip, though he remained close enough that our shoulders almost touched.Far enough to let me face my past and close enough to catch me if I fell.My father stood near the entrance, looking exactly as I remembered. Perfectly tailored suit, straight posture and
For the first time in what felt like forever, I woke up to complete peace with no nightmares, no racing heartbeat and no fear that opening my eyes would reveal four cold walls trapping me once again.Instead, warm morning sunlight slipped through the enormous bedroom windows, bathing the room in a soft golden glow.I lay still for several moments, listening to the quiet rhythm of another heartbeat beside me. It was steady, calm and familiar.Bradley… His arm was still wrapped securely around my waist, as though even in his sleep he refused to let me drift too far away.A small smile found its way onto my lips and I carefully turned my head toward him to see he was still asleep.Without the cold expression he wore in fr
Leaving the hospital felt strangely surreal.Just a few weeks ago, I had wondered if I would ever walk beneath the open sky again. Now, as Bradley carefully helped me out of the hospital room, I found myself pausing for a moment to look back at the place that had become my sanctuary during the darkest days of my life.It was where I had been brought back from the edge where I had cried, recovered and learned to smile again.And where I had slowly realized just how deeply Bradley loved me. His hand slipped gently around my waist."Ready, baby?" He asked softly in my left ear.I looked up at him and smiled softly. "I think so."Instead of letting me walk the long hallway, Bradley bent down without warning and effortlessly lifted me into his arms."Brad..." I laughed quietly, feeling several nurses smile as they watched us pass. "I can still walk.""I know." His answer was calm. "But you don't have to."There was no point arguing with him anymore, especially not about things like this.E
Taking out the cream that Scarlet had given me at the cafe, I slowly applied the cream to my battered face again after taking a long soak in my bathtub. Letting out a sigh of relief, I grabbed my clothes and put them on before walking out to the delicious bed that was waiting for me. Yes, no matter
My eyes widened when we stopped in front of the place. “Olio e Piu? Don't we have to make a reservation first? It's not a restaurant you can just walk into like that, Brad." Was my comment still in shock. I stared dumbfounded at the expensive restaurant and refused to get out of the car. With my clo
I took a long nap the moment my bed hit me. It was 3PM when I woke up and decided to order Chinese food since I’m too lazy to cook anything. If I could actually, you know how bad I am with cooking. While waiting, I decided to take a bath and I sat in the tub for a long time until I figured if my ski
I was asked to rest while they checked for concussion or internal bleeding as my face was now severely swollen."Are you alright doctor Dwyne?" Asked the senior nurse named Mona who helped me ice my swollen eyes and gave me the repellent I had requested since my head started throbbing, "Why are you t
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