LORENZO POV.How dare he enter my territory without any fear and think I would leave him just like that.Here I am in Romania waiting inside the private jet to get the signal so I can enter the country without notice. "I don't think we will get more time." Beck says and he is right."I'm sure we will have enough time to finish him." I say and they all nod in response."I still can't believe you guys pulled out of the saloon. I have been maintaining my image and you guys trashed it today." Oreal said annoyed at us. Well she can't be blamed.The only girl who doesn't care about what people think is Lyra. I don't think anything is affecting her now. She is very busy now with the new project and lots of things.I really admire how she is giving her best in everything. I have seen her design and it's just amazing. Her design stands apart from everyone. "Great, 2 hours." Paul announces and I smile. "Get going boys." Stepheno calls out in sleep and we enter the Romania border. We have alr
LORENZO POV. Mr. Walton called me this morning when I was inside the warehouse doing my morning exercise. We tried everything on them but none of them gave us the name of the mastermind behind all this.The only thing they ever say is that he is someone closer than we think. Mr. Walton wanted me to get to his house as soon as possible. I know it was because of Lydia. After turning the whole world around we found her.She still hasn't explained to us why she was staying in such a place when she had everything. This made me doubt at her but Mr. Walton didn't look like he was leaving her there.I only help back because of Lyra. She has been dying to see her and after she went through I can't let her suffer more.If she wants something then she will get it. I reached the mansion. Nothing really changed except the security.Mr. Walton updated the security and I don't think anybody will ever try to sneak in. "Good morning Mr. Walton." I greet him. I see Lydia descending the stairs. I don
LYRA POV.It's the day we return back home. Three days here were the best days. Lorenzo feels like a family to me and I have discussed this with no one so far.It's just my feelings. I think it was the best decision to give him a chance. His anger is not in control fully but I know he will never take such measures on anyone."It's time to go, Sweetheart." Lorenzo calls me. I smile at him and walk to him."Can I kiss you?" He asks and that's the best thing about him. He never does something without my consent. "Hmm." I say. "I'll take that as yes." He says and kisses my lips. I don't think I have ever received so much love on a kiss.He never once made me feel like he was taking advantage of me but always showed me love and nothing else."Are you Miss Walton?" A sudden knock on my door makes my heart Jump out my chest."Jess, Yes I am in." I shout at the door. "Miss Walton is safe. I repeat, Miss Walton is safe. Secure the area." I panic when I hear his tone."Stay here." Loren says
LYRA POV. Who is crying? Stop it.Again that loud voice.What are you injecting in me? "Lyraaa.." They take my name."Hmm." I say."Doctor..Doctor." someone yells.Stop being loud I want to say but before that I really want to see the face of the person who is shouting near my ear. "She opened her eyes." Mom.She was crying. I see dark circles around her eyes. "How are you feeling dear?" She asks and just then Dad comes beside her.The doctor comes in and checks on me. She gives a report about me and I hear her.I do feel weak because of the antibiotics in me. I was shot with two bullets. One of them just passed through my skin while the other Injured my arms. Right to be specific. There's a high chance that I won't be able to lift heavy things or work from them. I am happy because I never loved to work but a corner of my heart feels sad. After the doctors left. Mom cries her heart out telling me how I was knocked out for six days and how Loren went crazy seeing you lying in be
"I am sorry" I pleaded with my eyes closed. I could feel him breath near my neck. He started choking my neck, making me gasp for air due to lack of air. My eyes turned bright red. I always prayed someone could save me. I wanted this everyday pain to go away but all my prayers were vain. "Please.. I beg you" I begged again and in front of someone who loved seeing me in this pathetic situation. For once I wanted to be stronger in front of him, for once I wanted to be brave. "Tell me who you are?" He spoke, mocking me. Why? Because he liked my answer. "Speak. You disaster" He barked in front of my face. He never once called me with my real name instead gave me dirty names. "I..am.." I sobbed tears Fallin down my cheeks. This whole time I kept my eyes closed. "Open your eyes" He commanded, pulling my hair back. Because of his everyday pulling of hair my scalp gets swollen. I tried opening my eyes but it was difficult. My eyes felt heavy due to lack of sleep and crying. When I was no
Lyra Pov - It's been 19 years since he had taken me away from my home. "Will I ever be free again, Will I ever be happy? " These questions are eating me up these days. I don't know how I survived till now but these days it's slowly getting more difficult. I don't know when I looked at myself in the mirror the last time. The only thing I remember is my sapphire silver eyes which is also the reason I hate seeing myself; they make sure to remind me about the misery I am living through. I felt something warm making contact with my skin and immediately turned back to see him standing with empty bucket in his hands and I knew it was him. I wanted to scream, louder till my lungs blasted but I was not able to. I tried to move from my very own place when pain kicked in. Pain is all I felt. I could feel pain burning inside my bones.This pain was torturing me both physically and mentally. "You dirty little thing." I heard him shout. His shouting always made my heartbeat rise, not in a goo
Lyra POV - Today is the day I will die. He continued hitting and kicking the door and I knew at some point the door would break because of the force he was applying. "Lyra, you don't even know what mess you have created for yourself" He spoke bitterly when the door fell down straight on the floor. I wrapped myself with my hands bringing my knees closer to my chest and closing my eyes. I was a fool to think that my actions would make me disappear. He was angry, I heard him bend to my level but he was quiet like waiting for me to start the conversation. "You know you can't hide from me" He spoke those words with confidence like he would find me even if I tried to run and his words pierced my heart breaking into trillion pieces. I hated his confidence about me but more than that I think I hated myself because he was right."Look at me Little girl" He spoke with his gruff voice and I didn't dare to look at him.I knew it was going to turn worse but I still did not look at him. He pul
LYRA Pov-Did he just say that he was concerned about the road and not about me? "Please, I can walk sir" I told him straightly and somehow managed to get up. I knew If I didn't run fast he would find me so I left him behind and started walking. "Wait.. Hey!" I heard him shout behind me. I stopped because I was good with taking command but did not turn. Interacting with men was a hard thing for me specially when in your life you had come across only bad male. "I assume I am talking to you, ma'am" He said politely. He pretended like a good stranger but I knew why he helped me. I stayed quiet on his approach. When he knew I was not going to respond, he continued his talk. "You look exactly like someone.." He came near to my spot pointing at my face but maintaining a good distance. "For whom the entire pride of the country has left their work to give her tribute" He said. It sure was something important so tried listened to him attentively trying to understand the meaning behind hi