"Where are you headed?" Asher inquired, his face as serious as if I had committed a crime.
I remembered the voice that night; it was his. I was so drunk that I forgot what they did to me. Their gaze on me was intense, like they wanted to kill me that night. I shifted backward, holding my box tightly. They walked towards me, Rylan stretched his hands for me, to grab on it. I ignored his helping hand and held the suitcase instead, leaning on it to stand up. Flashes of the bloody baseball bat appeared as I stared at his long hands. My vision became more vivid while looking at the same hands from that frightening night. I trembled violently, my legs shaking as I fixed my gaze on him. That night, his strong arms lifted me onto his shoulders, as I shouted and kicked, calling him a murderer. I could not shake the image from my mind of him driving me home while I was drunk. He tossed the fried chicken from my pocket and then dropped me off at my family’s gate. It was totally him!! He always knew where my house was!! Is this the reason he decided to marry me? To close my mouth forever? Will they kill me because I witnessed the crime? The smell of blood hit me hard, and I instinctively moved away from him. “I... I’m... not going anywhere!!” I yelled, giving Asher a cold stare. “Mind your own business!!(I snapped at Asher) "I want to wash my clothes in the laundry room." I pointed out of the door. Rylan shifted my hands and pointed them in the direction of the laundry room. "Yes, I meant there," I said, closing my eyes in embarrassment. He scoffed, “But there is a laundry room upstairs. "Why are you coming downstairs?" Rylan stared at him, then at the luggage. He walked away shaking his head and Asher dragged my suitcase along. Dragging it upstairs he screamed,”Why is this heavy? What is inside?” “Is there a human head inside?” I Ignored his questions, I stood watching them climb the stairs. I shifted backward, attempting to run away slowly. They stopped and turned to me. “Aren't you coming up too?” Asher asked, his face puzzled. “Of course I am. Or do you think I am running away?” I smiled nervously. “Tomorrow is another day, I can run away tomorrow. He might be arrested tomorrow, maybe the police are investigating the case already. Maybe it's still early to run.” I thought deeply. I hurried to climb the stairs, after them. Asher dragged my luggages into my room. “You should be happy, my boss doesn't want to talk about today's event!! If not I personally would have kicked you out of this house!!” Asher snapped at me while he kicked my luggage fiercely. “Don’t assume I’m unaware of your plans to escape!! How could you do that to your husband?” He gestured towards my face. “who are…” He interrupted me. “For ruining My Boss plans, I will make sure you pay for it.” He spat and pushed me out of his way. I struggled to stand on my feet, so I wouldn't fall on my butt again. “You..” Before I could fight back he had already left my room. “Such Disrespect!! Who does he think he is!!” Why didn't Rylan get arrested? Where should I run to? They all hate me here. I guess nowhere is home for me afterall!! I slumped to the floor, hugging my box tightly. I felt very weak to say anything, all my plans to escape got ruined. Can I really escape this marriage? “””---””””””” RYLAN POV Has she recalled what happened that night? Her attitude was different this time. She seemed so scared of me this time. How do I explain things to her? Would she believe me? Her face was filled with terror. Does she now see me as a murderer? But Aurora is so pretty; even her scared face, she still looked so lovely. Her small face,and soft plump lips. I can't wait to have her. My thoughts halted as I heard a knock. “Aurora is here,” I said in my mind, as my heart jumped happily. “Boss,” Asher called. I heard that annoying voice of Asher, I sighed. I thought Aurora would come to my room, but she didn't. Asher rushed in , ”Sir, Are you really letting her go? She just destroyed three years of your plans? Now that bastard has your surname. Don't you think you should kick her out before she does more than this?” “Why are you screaming? Do you want everyone to hear you?” I stared at him coldly. "Boss, I apologize. I just felt sorry for you. You grew up around evil people, and now you are married to one of them. Sir, what if she ruins your plans? Raine plans to use her against you. Sir, we need to be cautious of her!!" Asher added, his expression grave. “Yes, I know. She doesn't need to know that I can talk now. I don't want Raine to hear about it. Aurora isn't such a person, once she gets to know me. She won't do it again. You can go!!” I added, signaling him to leave. He turned to leave but stopped. “Sir, about the dead man. The case has been closed and his family carried his remains. “ Asher spoke in a sad tone. "Should we proceed with plan two? Dylan will start working for the company soon. Now that he has the surname Blackwood, he will arrive soon." "Tell Anne not to come to my house again. Her attitude towards my wife was very bad. I don't want it to happen again.” I ordered, signalling him to leave. “But Sir, She is just concerned about you. You know she meant no harm.” Asher said, with a soft voice trying to convince me. "Call my wife as you leave." I responded, ignoring his plea."Where are you headed?" Asher inquired, his face as serious as if I had committed a crime. I remembered the voice that night; it was his. I was so drunk that I forgot what they did to me. Their gaze on me was intense, like they wanted to kill me that night. I shifted backward, holding my box tightly. They walked towards me, Rylan stretched his hands for me, to grab on it. I ignored his helping hand and held the suitcase instead, leaning on it to stand up. Flashes of the bloody baseball bat appeared as I stared at his long hands. My vision became more vivid while looking at the same hands from that frightening night. I trembled violently, my legs shaking as I fixed my gaze on him. That night, his strong arms lifted me onto his shoulders, as I shouted and kicked, calling him a murderer. I could not shake the image from my mind of him driving me home while I was drunk. He tossed the fried chicken from my pocket and then dropped me off at my family’s gate. It was totally him!! He al
“Sir,” Asher called me panicking,I ignored him, pressing my laptop in the office. He hurriedly shut down the windows and locked the office door.I raised my head to look at him, he seemed sweating and out of space.“Boss, she called the police on you?”“Who?” I asked, looking at his frightened look.“The one who saw him last. Who reported it if not her.” Asher respounded, as his expression changed.“Boss, What will you do? The police are downstairs already coming up.“Open the windows, stop making us look suspicious. Don't worry I will handle it my way.” I replied, and he made the office glasses visible.He went out to direct the police men into the office. He looked so frightened, and out of place.I wondered why Aurora would report us to the police, she never asked me what the man's crime was . I thought she was just frightened and wouldn't say anything. I am quite surprised that she would call the police on me. What an interesting girl.The police men walked into my office, the
Morning had arrived, but surprisingly, no one came to fetch me. My room remained undisturbed, with no knocks on the door to wake me. It was just as well, considering my mother's regular routine for pouring me with cold water rather than gently waking me. Or Orla's creative method of sending her dog to my room to bark me awake. I had often wondered how she managed to transfer her personality to her dog.I left my room, heading to the dining room. I was marveled by how beautiful the house looks, it felt different from yesterday. The scene yesterday kept ringing in my head, the bloody man!! I felt a sudden surge in my stomach. I didn't eat throughout yesterday. I was highly disgusted by the scene. I puked till I slept, I really don't want to stay here anymore.“Are you Mrs Blackwood?” A mature woman said, I immediately snapped out of my thoughts.I nodded my head in response.“Mrs Black….” I cut her off immediately.“Please call me Aurora, I am sorry but I prefer to be called my.name.”
RYLAN POVI smiled at the tiny mark of her bite on my arm. It was almost comical, considering how uncontrollable drunk she was just yesterday. She'd been screaming at me, calling me a murderer and threatening to call the police. Yet, here I am now, waiting to marry her. She is a really funny girl.“Boss,” Asher called me, I snapped out of my thoughts.“Boss, are you really sure of marrying her? You are aware that she has been assigned to keep an eye on you. Sir, you shouldn't go ahead with this marriage at all. It's a Trap!!”I lifted my hand dismissing him, "But Sir, you shouldn't go through with your mom's plan. Can you imagine how she kept you waiting for her. Or was she just informed that her wedding is today?" Asher urged, his expression grave, as if he was the one meant to stand at the altar. I shot him a chilly glance.He bowed his head in disappointment, “I am sorry Boss. I am just worried about you. You remember the maid your mom sent the other time, she poisoned your food
“Get up you lazy girl!!!,” I heard my mom scream at the top of her lungs.I thought it was a dream because I was sure I wasn't at home. I shrugged turning to the other side of the bed, I believed I was still at Nicky's home. It must be the Trauma of my childhood, coming to my nightmare again.My eyes snapped open as cold water splashed on my face and body. I jolted up from the bed, to meet those menacing brown eyes of Fiona Grey.“Mother!!” I said, in a low voice. I can't believe I'm at the Grey Villa. In my old room, where all my bad memories started from.“Mother? Who is your mother? Haven't I warned you not to call me that? Call me Madam Fiona. I am not your mother that abandoned you in the orphanage!!” Fiona spat, grabbing my ears.I rubbed my eyes to wipe away the sleep, my head banging and I can't recall what had happened yesterday. How did I get into the Villa?“Today is the day that you are finally of use to me and you are still asleep. Go dress up, today is your wedding day.”
Nicky, you are the best bich!! In my whole fuckin life!!” I uttered with a huge smile, clinging onto her like an earthworm.“Yes, Ora and you are the best lazy bich that I can never stop loving!!” Nicky slurps in the last drop of her 10th canned beer. The only one that we could afford at that moment, we are two broke people living together. Abandoned by our parents but not orphaned. Our lives have been a mess, she is an illegitimate daughter of the second wealthy family in Ireland. But her life wasn't filled with riches. She is the type that I will say, “She was born with a silver spoon but still eats with a plastic spoon”.“Ora,” she muttered in a low voice, staring at me sternly.“Ummm,” I moaned. I couldn't see clearly at this moment. My eyes were blurry because I had pulled off my medicated glasses. I borged loudly next to her mouth.“Fuck!! That stinks, bitch arse!!!" Nicky blurted out, pushing my face away from hers.I pulled her shoulder closer to mine, forcing her to face me.