LOGINMary's POV Reid held my hand and took me to a seat. As I saw his eyes while he was sitting me down, my heart did a little flip. Would I be able to live with it if I betray him? He had clearly put in a lot of effort and had changed now, just to make everything work between us. I shouldn't be the one to destroy what we had and our future together. With my backhand, I wiped the tears streaming down my face but they didn't stop. I swallowed the lump in my throat and held his shoulder. "Reid, there is something I want to tell you. I want you to forgive me, can you please do that?" My heart kept pounding after pronouncing each word. Reid walked backward, away from me. I almost got scared until I saw the look on his face. It was a harmless smile that made me feel warm. Reid widened his eyes. "That's all I needed to hear. I've forgiven you." He nodded as if he was confirming to have granted my redemption." I stood up and moved closer to him. "Are you sure you are not going to change
Mary's POV The door slipped open again and two of my father’s guards walked in. Without saying a word, one of them untied the ropes from my wrists, and my arms felt weak and sore. Then they pulled me to my feet and started leading me out of the room. "Where are you taking me?" I asked with my voice shaky. They did not answer; they just kept walking me down a dark hallway until we reached another door. One of the guards opened it and pushed me inside. The room was small. It had no windows and there, in the corner, my daughter was sitting on a small mattress on the floor. "Layla!" I cried and ran to her. He looked up with her little face red and wet from crying, she had her knees pulled up to her chest. "Mummy!" he sobbed, jumped up, and ran into my arms. I held her tight, so tight as if she was going to disappear if I didn’t. I ran a kiss on her hair, her face, her hands, and I couldn't stop touching her. I had never been more frightened in my life. "I was so scared," she
Mary's POV As I stared at my father, my vision blurred with tears, the ropes on my wrists felt so tight and the fear in my heart felt even tighter. He looked enraged and if looks could kill, I would be six feet under the ground. "Dad," I whispered with my voice shaking. "Please, please do not kill my child. She doesn't have to be this way, please, he is just a little girl. She has done nothing wrong, just let him go, please." My father just stared down at me with his face cold and unhinged by anything I said. If anything, it made him look even more infuriated. "I worked for everything," he said with his voice flat and hard. "I built my company from nothing, and I made the Sampson name powerful. Do you have any idea how many sacrifices I have made to get to where I am? I put my sweat and blood into reaching the position I was in, I did it all and a few weeks back, you ruined it all. You ruined everything." I shivered at his tune but it didn’t stop me from pleading. "I am sorry,
Mary's POV The cab stopped at the old, crumbling warehouse. My heart was pounding so hard that it hurt. I paid the driver and got out with my legs feeling like jelly. Before I could even take a step, two big men, which were clearly my father's men, grabbed me . "Let me go! I need to see my daughter!" I screamed and fought against them. They didn’t say a word. They just dragged me inside the dark, cold warehouse that smelled of oil and dust, enough to make me cough. They took me to a small, dirty room and pushed me inside while one of them tied my hands behind my back with a rough rope. It bit into my wrists. "Where is my daughter?" I cried. "Where is Layla?" Please just take me to her, I’ll give you anything you want," I pleaded. They ignored me and walked out while locking the door behind them. I was left alone, tied up and scared. I struggled against the ropes but it was no use. I was trapped. Then the door unlocked and opened again. I looked up, hoping it was my fathe
Mary's POV I ran from the kitchen as my heart was feeling too full, too confused as Reid’s words kept playing over and over in my head. A fresh start. Take it slow. One chance. I didn’t know how to feel, a part of me wanted to believe him so badly that it hurt while another part was screaming that it was a trick. It was only for his devious measures and I didn’t want to be gullible, at least not again. I reached my room and closed the door. As I leaned against the door, the tears I had been holding back began to stream. Are they happy tears? Or tears that I am scared? I didn’t know which it was. What was Reid up to? Did he want to hurt me? Was he trying to use me or he really meant what he said? Then, my phone buzzed in the pocket of Reid’s shirt. I pulled it out and wiped my eyes. It was a message from my father. I thought I had made it clear that I didn’t want anything to do with him, he should get lost for all I care. I opened it. It was a picture. A dark, blurr
Mary's POV My eyes peeked open slowly and the first thing I felt was warmth and a heavy warm weight across my stomach. I opened my eyes fully as morning light was already filtering in through the curtains. I looked down. Reid’s arm was wrapped around me with his face buried in my hair, he was still asleep and he was breathing deeply. He was clinging to me, like he was afraid I would disappear in the night. A deep blush spread across my cheeks as memories from last night flooded back like a wave of nostalgia. The kisses. His touches. The things he said. The way he made me feel. It was all so intense and magical. Something I never thought I could feel since Danny. If it were to be compared, it was better in all ways compared to Danny. Who would have thought we’d get to this? I gently traced my finger along his lips, they were softer than they looked. He groaned in his sleep with a low, rumbling sound before pulling me closer. I gasped softly and my heart did a funny litt
Mary's POV Rosa and I settled onto the couch and wrapped ourselves in warm blankets. The soft glow of the television light illuminated the cozy living room. Rosa grabbed the remote and scrolled through the streaming platform program. “We need something to distract you,” she announced and eyed
Mary's POV The night air was crisp as Reid pulled his bike to a smooth stop in front of Danny's compound. The hum of the engine faded into silence, and the distant rustling of leaves and the rhythmic sound of my breath became audible. He had just brought me back after going out with him. I got
Mary's POV After Danny had brought me home with his strong persistence, I didn't know why, but I couldn't stop staring at him as he stood outside on the balcony. It seemed like he was trying his hardest to push some thoughts away from his mind. I knew it must have been the way I smiled at Reid,
Author's POV Danny’s jaw clenched as he had already heard a lot about Reid from his secretary. Reid wasn’t just any guy hanging around Mary; he was one of the most popular students, a genius, and an exceptional athlete. He was also the best player on the team. He had everything from skills, re







