Lindsay’s POV I stared at the food in front of me in revulsion. Asher had made it. I didn’t know why he did it because a normal person was supposed to be angry. Asher, on the other hand, chose to give me food, but give me the silent treatment. “You aren’t eating?” he asked. That had to be the third complete sentence he had said to me in a week. Yes, he hated me so much to even look at me, or talk to me. Well, the feeling was mutual. I couldn’t love a man who murdered my baby in cold blood. I was waiting for me to get back on my feet before thinking of a way to get the divorce I always wanted. “Because I don’t feel like it,” I said with a stern look on my face. I didn’t look at him while talking. I hated him too much to do that. He knew I hated him, yet he still kept pushing his luck. “Why wouldn’t you want to eat Lindsay?” I hated the way his voice sounded so calm as he said those words like he wasn’t a monster. Like he didn’t make me lose my baby and lied to my parents about it.
Shauna's POVIn anger, I spoke "Francesco" why did I have a feeling that he was going to eventually call? It was never Francesco to let things go, especially when it involved me. He was a walking ball of anger, waiting for the right person to rain down on, but I was equally ready for him."you are not contented with the fraternity. You still want more from me"My blood boiled. "no one asked you to leave""that's not the point. You have it so why the fuck are you after my wife?""the same wife you don't value?""that doesn't change her from being my wife, does it?" those words made me grab the steering wheel tightly in anger. My teeth gritted too."I don't care if you knew she was my wife or not, I don't want to see you anywhere near her. You know me Shaun and you don't want to test me"I scoffed. "Asher you don't seem to realize that I just got started. You can't have what you don't cherish""It wouldn't be so hard to bring you down anyway""it wouldn't be so had to wipe you out compl
LINDSAY'S POVI had already lost hope and was about to leave the door, but suddenly it opened and before I could decipher what was going on, Asher dragged my hand and pulled me out of the room. He looked furious and with how red and wet his eyes looked, it was easy to point out he had been crying."Where are you taking me?", I asked, trying to free my hand from his tight grip. He didn't spare me a glance. He kept dragging me with him while I struggled, scared to death. I knew my husband and how he could be. For him to act like this, I was pretty sure he was up to something.With my hands firmly wrapped in his, he dragged me to the room he had been sleeping in since I got back from the hospital. He had refused to stay in the same room as me. I was pleased with that arrangement and also excited at the fact that he hated me as much as I did him.We got to the room and he locked the door. My heart skipped a beat "Asher what the fuck do you think you are doing?" I asked Asher who backed me
First I had to kill Asher. With the rod still in my hand I walked out of the bathroom with water dripping down my body. I didn’t think it was going to be possible. There was a chance of Asher retaliating and killing me instead, but I wasn’t thinking that. All I wanted was to stare at his lifeless body with his blood everywhere. While dead I was certain he wasn’t going to hurt me again. He wasn’t asleep anymore. He was on his feet, backing me with his phone in his ears. “I’d like to arrange a meeting with you and my wife” I stopped walking toward him as I listened. “I think she will be in for confession,” he said and I silently scoffed. It was no doubt he was speaking with the church's reverend father. He wanted me to confess my sins while he wallowed in his? Was this man even sane? He saw himself as all holy while he did evil things, yet I was the sinner.That didn’t stop me anyway. With the rod in my hands, I resumed walking towards him and when I had gotten closer, I was about to
Lindsay’s POV I opened my eyes slowly as I looked around the room I was in. I wasn’t alert at first because my brain still tried to process what had happened and when it eventually did, I panicked. Where was I? And where was my daughter? I remembered I had gone out to look for her, but I ended up getting kidnapped. I still remembered being strangled and the thought made me shriek. I stood up from the bed despite the intense ache I felt in my head and I dashed to the door. There was zero chance of the door being open, but I had to take that chance. I couldn’t stay there, especially when my daughter was missing. I was about to open the door, but I stopped when I saw the handle is twisted. Someone was opening it from outside. The room was big enough for me to hide, but my brain was blank at that point. I didn’t even have enough time to hide and there was nothing in the room that I could use to knock the person out. The only thing I could be waiting for was my fate. The door opened wh
Asher’s POV “You had one fucking job to do and you messed it up! “ I yelled in the face of the guard in front of me and had his collar wrapped in my tight fist. I turned to look at all the guards who stood in a straight line with their heads bowed. “All of you, no one could keep a woman and a kid from escaping!?” I roared in anger. “boss I was guarding the main entrance all night. No one went past me” one of the guards dared to speak. I let go of the man in my hand and walked to the guard who spoke. When I had gotten closer, I screamed in his face. “Then where is she then! Where is my fucking wife and my daughter?” “I’m sorry…” I didn’t let him finish before screaming in his face. “Shut the fuck up! All of you. I don’t want to hear anything you have to say” “Boss I’m going to find her” one of the guards chose to speak, further adding to my anger. I turned to look at him and I aimlessly fired the gun in his direction. He was lucky it hit him in the leg and not the head. He dropp
Later that nightWith my hands on my chin and elbow to the table, I repeatedly chewed on the turkey, but couldn't get it down. I didn't have the appetite for that. How could I when my brain was filled with different scenarios of how this pregnancy could change everything? I desperately wanted to tell Shaun, but I was scared. How was he going to react especially with him knowing the baby belonged to Asher? “You aren't eating,” Shaun pointed out and I was snapped back from my thoughts. I didn't even realize I was at the dining table, having dinner with Shaun and my daughter.I lazily grabbed the fork from my plate and stabbed the turkey. I was about to bring the little bit I had cut to my mouth when I heard him speak again.“Lindsay, are you okay?“ He dropped his fork as he peered his eyes at me."Yes, I am” I stared briefly at him and then back at my plate. I couldn't even look him in the eyes. Why did I feel so guilty when it wasn't even my fault?"You don't look good”"I am fine S
Shaun’s POV I couldn’t even say I wanted the child. I wanted Lindsay to carry my child, not another man’s child. But she was pregnant for Francesco and it was my fault. My men had arrived and they were all waiting for my command before raiding his house. I had it all planned out and if things went according to plan, he was going to be a dead man by the end of the week. But before that, I had to convince Lindsay that getting an abortion right now could cause her potential damage. “Shaun I already made an appointment with the doctor and there is no going back”“You mean a doctor who doesn’t know about your miscarriage?” I asked and she rolled her eyes. “Just because Doctor Samantha doesn’t know what she’s doing doesn’t mean other doctors wouldn’t” “And who is this doctor?” “I am not telling you” I sighed as I leaned against the door. “According to what doctor Samantha told me, you need to wait a few more weeks before you are fit for that” “Doctor Samantha doesn’t know anything.