Mag-log inMy head is killing me. I roll around in bed, before the realization hits me. I simply do not think I can exist in a world where he doesn't. I drag my feet to my living room. Today even the number of people wandering around don't faze me. I flop myself in front of the huge screen I haven't watched even once before.I am not sure what is on and whether it is interesting. "Miss what would you like to have for breakfast?" I look up at the face staring impatiently down at me. "What did you say?" I shake my head. "I asked what you would like to have for breakfast?" She repeats her question. "Just coffee," my answer seem to have put her in a slightly better mood. Within less than ten minutes she comes back carrying a cup of black coffee. I take it. I have no strength to smile at her. I wonder what has ruined her morning. "Have you seen the young lady? She is not in her room," Jaden's voice is clear. I don't hear an answer, but he comes into the living room.Relief sets in his eyes whe
Dalia's p.o.vI try getting off from the pavement, but my body is too weak. All over sudden a chill takes over me and I start shivering. Jaden takes a step towards me, and I cringe. He did this, I am sure he did. But how could he?"Get up," he is extending his hand to me, but my eyes are fixed on the cold body of the only man I have ever loved. He is dead. I am alone. I am really alone now. "Dalia get up," he commands me. He is angry, but I don't care. He leans over me, when I don't move. He lifts me from the ground."Put me down," I hit his chest as he starts walking away. Walking away from my Hansel. "PUT ME DOWN!" He increases his pace. I am looking behind me as the ambulance arrives.The paramedics surround him, and the truth sets in. I will never see him again. I stop hitting him, and allow my husband to peacefully carry me away. I clench collar of his shirt tightly and hold back the tears that threaten to escape. He holds me on his lap on the drive home, and I don't figh
I was too brazen before, that I know. As I try to lull myself to sleep, his face keeps coming back to me.He had looked at me like he wanted me dead and I can't blame him.I signed the contract. I knew the terms going in.I toss and turn, until finally I drift off to sleep dreading tomorrow. I bury my face in the pillow when the sun rays get too bright.I take a while to come to. When I finally open my eyes, I find him sitting at the edge of the bed.I quickly sit up. "Why can't I go into your room while you keep coming into mine?" I ask him, drowsily.He looks at me and his eyes linger on my cleavage for a while. I pull the covers up. He smirks before raising his eyes to mine. "You should have added that clause before signing," he says dismissively."Can I add it now?" I am not sure waking up with him by my side is something I can get used to."Too late," he answers with humor in his eyes.I would like to continue this conversation, but some other time."Anyway, what are you doing h
Dalia's p.o.vI have been driving for one hour, trying to lose the trail. I noticed I was being followed when I was still near the mansion.I had made plans to meet Rowan, but she is a bit of an outlaw. I am sure she will not appreciate Jaden knowing about her hacking into his network.She is the only person who knows of my connection to Delilah, and why I am married to Jaden. I would like to say that we are friends, but she is just someone I met by chance.She happens to be good at hacking even the most secure and complex networks. That is what I needed, and she figured out my intentions soon after.I make another turn and after confirming that I won’t be able to lose the tail, I stop in front of the massage parlor.“There she is,” one of the women sitting at the reception says as soon as I get in. “Jaden’s new piece?” another asks shamelessly.They are clearly not worried if I overhear. “You can clearly tell someone who is born high class and someone who sleeps her way to the top.
“Get me a towel,” I say to nobody in particular. “Here ma’am,” it is the woman who had woken me this morning.I take the towel and start drying the boy. He is still staring at me with his big eyes and a smile on his face.I look up to find Jaden glaring at the boy. He looks frozen. I lift the boy so we are all face to face. “Who is he?” he obviously knows him.He is not even listening to me. The boy’s arms are linked around my neck and his cheek is brushing against mine.“Hey, Sir,” I try calling him, but nothing.“MARLA!” He shouts suddenly scaring the boy who starts crying. “There, there,” I pat him on his back and he lays his head on my shoulder.“What is wrong with you?” I ask Jaden. He turns to me and gives me a cold look that makes me take a step back.Just then another employee comes running in.“Yes boss?” her eyes land on the boy and I see terror in her eyes. What is it about this boy I am holding that makes people go white with fear?“I am so sorry,” I am not sure what she i
My whole body is sore. I turn to the other side of the bed and see that it is already morning. I am curious of what usually goes on around here. "Ma'am," comes a female voice from the other side of the door. "Yes," being called ma'am is weird. "Your breakfast is ready," she says, as I get out of bed. I open the door to find a middle aged woman waiting patiently, like that is what she is made for. "Thank you, I will be down in a minute," I tell her, hoping she would go away. "It's okay, I can wait. Take your time," she says it with a smile. I want to argue, but decide against it. I take a quick hot shower, feeling the water ease my entire body. I know she said she could wait, and I don't doubt it. I am just not used to people waiting on me. After the shower, I put on the clothes closest to me. "You know I could find my way to the dining room," I still feel uncomfortable with the whole arrangement. She leads me to the elevator. One floor down and we enter a dining room with a go
Dalia's P.O.VHe grabs me and gets me off the bed. "What are you doing?" I am still in my wedding dress. "Stand there," he points to the mirror. I am afraid to see where he is going with this, but I am even more terrified of defying him. I stand in front of the mirror staring at the terror in my e
Dalia's p.ov. I can't look away, and the more I stare at him the quicker my pulse gets. Jaden coughs to capture my attention, but it is still not enough to tear my eyes away from him. He holds my face by the chin and turns me towards him. Does he know how sorry I feel right now standing up here w
Dalia's p.o.v "Hello," there's a silence on the other side of the phone. "Hello, who is it?" I repeat, feeling a mixture of anxiety and annoyance. "It's me," a whisper of the voice I have longed to hear for a year responds. "Delilah is that you darling?" I stand. "Yes Dalia it's me," her voice is
Jaden's p.o.v"Get on your knees," I look at her as she slowly lowers her naked self before me. She holds her hands out for me to hit. I hate it when she disobeys me, but a part of me gets bored when she doesn't. "Do you know what you did wrong?" I run the whip through her body and watch her quive







