LOGINNAYLA’S POV (continued)The thought of Marco catching us sent a chill down my spine. I would be dead, gone! And the last thing I wanted to do was to provoke him….he wouldn’t think twice about ending me no matter how much he wanted me too.“That is why we should act now…..I have the syringe ready, I just need to call them in and that way I could inject them….well, I have to take care of one them while you take care of the other,” Doctor Drew corrected himself. That was the part that scared me the most, taking down a huge muscular armed man was wayy impossible for me. But at the same time, I needed to be out of here.“Okay, Let’s do it,” I said, not minding the fa T that I was risking my life for my freedom….if i didn’t attempt now, I would never escape Marco, and I’ll probably be forgotten by everyone, including Roy. Imagine never seeing him again. Imagine him never knowing he has a child or meeting with his child. No! I had to leave.“Alright, here, hold this,” He handed me a syringe
“Help me? Why would you want to help me? Why would you want to risk your life for me?” I asked, my mind racing with confusion.“I know he isn’t the father of your child, I was there a few weeks ago, and he didn’t mention you to me. I am really close with him, and he tells me a lot of things….,” Doctor Drew paused, taking a deep breath and stepped closer, lowering his voice even further. “See, Miss Nayla. What I am try to say is that you are not safe here, and if Kain knows…” He paused, brow knitted in concern.My stomach twisted at his words, my eyes cloying open in bewilderment.I knew it! I knew it would be no other person than Kain who wanted me and Roy dead so that he could claim everything father left behind for us. That useless bastard! Fuck! I knew it!The implications were terrifying….because If Kain was involved, then everything was at stake—the baby, my life, and Roy's too. Tears formed in my eyes as I tried to process the danger surrounding me. “What do I do?” I whispered
ROY’S POV.I sat just outside the ward where Collin was, my back pressed against the wall, knees bouncing with anxiety. He had just undergone surgery to remove the bullet and, on top of that, lost a lot of blood on the way here due to his injuries.Thank goodness I went back for him. I was terrified when I saw him unconscious; my heart raced as I thought he was dead until the nurses confirmed he was still alive. But they warned that he would die in a few minutes if surgery wasn’t done.I pulled out my phone, scrolling through it restlessly when a notification popped up on my screen.“HOW IS COLLIN? I HAVE JUST SPOKEN WITH THE CHIEF POLICE OFFICER,” Detective Charles wrote.“HE ISN’T STABLE YET; HE JUST GOT OUT OF SURGERY. WHAT DID HE SAY?” I typed back, my eyes glued to the screen, fingers tapping impatiently on the keys as I waited for his response.Minutes later, my phone buzzed with another notification.“HE WOULD INVITE MR. LUKE OVER FOR AN INTERROGATION TOMORROW… I WOULD PERSONAL
MARCO’S POV“What’s going on here?” I walked into the doctor’s office, my gaze snapping immediately to Bruce, one of my men, as he hovered menacingly near Nayla, ready to strike her with his hands.My frown deepened, a cold rage flooding my veins as I took in the sight. How dare he?“B…boss,” Bruce stuttered, instantly dropping his hand as if it had burned him. His eyes widened in fear, realizing I had walked in at the exact moment his hand was raised against her.“What were you about to do? Hit her?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as I stepped closer.“Boss, it’s not what you think! She just got me mad…” He was scrambling to explain, his voice shaky.“And that makes hitting her okay? Did you forgethe reason why you brought her here in the first place? She’s sick you fool! And you still didn’t care?” I snapped, my anger boiling.I quickly reached for my gun, ready to pull it out and deal with this bastard. I didn’t care we were in a hospital. “Mr. Marco, you’re here,” I heard Doctor Drew
NAYLA’S POVI climbed into the back seat of the car, glancing at the two guards in the front. Doctor Drew hadn’t come with us; he drove his own car, leaving me in the company of these men whose loyalty lay with Marco.On the way to the hospital I pressed my forehead against the window, staring at the streets and buildings i had seem to almost forget. I could even see the route to my house!Part of me wanted to plead with the men, I wanted to plead with them so that they could release me and let me go home. But how could I? There was no way they would want to risk their lives for me……not when none of them wanted to be beheaded because of a random girl like me.Sitting upright, I let out a heavy sigh, my heart aching for all the things I had lost. I missed being outside, I missed the feeling of freedom… “You do not know what you have until you lose it,” I remember hearing this quote a while back, and right now, it all made sense to me.I never felt the feeling of freedom; I never knew t
NAYLA’S POV.I was led to the living room where Marco and the doctor sat across from each other.“Fuck!” How could I have forgotten that he said he would return with the results? What did it say? Was I really pregnant? And why did Marco look so furious?He turned to me, his eyes a storm of anger mixed with disappointment. I felt a wave of confusion crash over me, my legs trembling slightly as I struggled to hold myself up.“Doctor Drew just arrived with your results…” He paused, taking a deep, shaky breath, as if the next words were too heavy to bear.“It came out negative. You’re not pregnant; you’re just… sick.” His voice was low and cold. Was this the reason for his anger? The fact that my test results were negative? Damnmit!Fuck!This can’t be what I feared. He was angry because I wasn’t pregnant? which also meant he couldn’t trap me by claiming a child.(which was his whole plan all along)“You are to follow Doctor Drew to the hospital, where you’ll be treated for a couple of da







