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lily
I jolted upwards, screaming so loudly, that I could feel my heart in my throat.
It felt like my heart had stopped in my chest, as all of the painful memories made their way back to the surface.
“Baby, it's okay!” Zayn said urgently, wrapping his arms around my body, pulling me close, soothing me and pressing his lips to my forehead. “You were having a nightmare.”
He trailed off his sentence, cupping my chin in his hands.
“Come on, look at me.”
I drew out a deep breath that I didn’t know I was holding, as I did my best to regain my composure, and come to the realization that I wasn’t in the dark place I was many years ago.
I was at home, with my beautiful boyfriend taking care of me.
Lazarus wasn’t here.
Vladimir Potter wasn’t here.
I was safe.
I shook my head, clutching my chest as my eyes welled with tears.
“I saw her, Zayn!” I cried out.
“Saw who?” Zayn denied.
“My mom.”
Zayn stared at me with a timid, sorrowful expression on his face.
“I miss her so much,” I whispered, swallowing down a lump in my throat.
He ran his fingers through my hair gently, doing his best to give me the reassurance that I needed, and soothe me.
“I know you do,” he breathed. “Shh baby, I'm here.”
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I thought you were getting better at shutting away your bad dreams,” he commented, shrugging doubtfully.
“I've been trying so hard,” I mumbled, shaking my head. “I don't know what's been triggering them lately.”
I trailed off my sentence, a tear rolling down my cheek.
“Every time I close my eyes...” I gritted through clenched teeth, balling my hands into fists. “I see those monsters again. I remember every bad thing they did to me!”
“It's in the past now babe, they won't be coming back,” Zayn promised me matter-of-factly, folding his arms. “I'll protect you and look after you. You don’t have a single thing to worry about.”
I drew out a sigh, before wiping my eyes.
I was so thankful to have such a caring and loving partner, who stayed here for me through thick and thin.
Through the bad times, as well as the good.
I loved him more than anything.
And I knew that with him by my side…
I had nothing to fear.
“I know you will,” I swallowed.
I broke off my sentence, suddenly feeling dejected.
“God, I'm so sorry you have to put up with me,” I mumbled. “What did I do to deserve you?”
“Don't you dare say that!” Zayn gritted. “You mean everything to me, baby girl. I love you.”
I could feel myself burning underneath his gaze, so warm and comforted in this moment.
“What time is it?” I asked, smiling.
Zayn took his phone from the bedside table, holding it out in front of his eyes, letting out an exasperated growl.
“7AM.”
“Fuck,” I muttered exhaustedly.
“We don't have to go in to work today if you don't want to,” Zayn offered, shrugging. “We could go out instead, you need cheering up.”
“Nah, I'm not slacking,” I retorted, folding my arms. “I love my job too much.”
He let out an appreciative chuckle.
“Okay, I'm gonna go get ready,” he shrugged.
I nodded back, and made my way to the mirror to get ready myself.
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lily
I changed into a fitted white blouse, paired with a black skirt.
I stared at myself in the mirror, smoothing my hands over my ass, swiping my mouth with lipgloss, doing my best to look presentable.
“Ready?” Zayn asked, straightening his collar as he made his way back into the bedroom from the bathroom.
“Yep,” I smiled back, dusting myself off.
“You look beautiful babe,” he rasped, eyeing me up and down with a predatory regard.
I could feel my cheeks burning bright red as my heart hammered against my chest.
Only Zayn could make me feel this way.
It didn’t matter how many times he complimented me…
Each time would still feel like it was the first.
“If I have to walk into work to see Dawson drooling over you again, he's getting a punch in the nose,” he muttered, rolling his eyes.
I couldn’t help but to giggle in response.
“Don't worry babe, I'm all yours,” I remarked, with my hands on my hips.
I leant up on my tip-toes to give him a kiss, tangling my fingers into his hair as his hands trailed down my back, tracing small circles on my soft, silky skin, letting out a guttural groan against me as he pulled me even closer.
“If you keep teasing me like that, we'll never get to work,” Zayn growled.
I let out a low chuckle against his mouth, before withdrawing myself from his body, knowing that we needed to set off for work.
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lily
We made our way inside the headquarters, ready to go to the office to meet with the manager.
As we trudged inside, we noticed Dawson standing at a desk, ruffling through some paperwork.
“How you doing, Dawson?” Zayn asked, shrugging his shoulders.
Dawson ignored Zayn's comment, darting his attention towards me instead, a smirk forming on the corners of his lips.
“Hey Lily,” he rasped. “You look beautiful.”
Me and Zayn both rolled our eyes and walked past him, ignoring his comment. Dawson had always fancied me ever since I'd worked here, and hadn't been much of a fan of Zayn, since Zayn was my boyfriend.
I couldn't help but to find the whole thing amusing.
“What did I do wrong?” Dawson called out after us, sighing disappointedly.
I let out a giggle, as me and Zayn continued to walk and ignore him.
Papa turned on his heel, hardly able to look at us as he walked away from us with tears streaming down his face.My Papa was really going.He was really going...And I could feel the full reality of the situation hit me all at once.I burst into tears, sobbing and convulsing uncontrollably, hardly able to keep myself upright, as my eyes fogged, and my vision became hazy.Mama pulled me close to her, her tears falling into my hair as she hugged me, doing her best to reassure me, even though inside, she was broken.“Everything will be okay, Lily...” Mama whispered.I knew that it wouldn't.That without Papa, things would never be the same.But one thing I also knew...Was that with my mama still by my side, I had nothing to fear.At least I still had my beautiful mama.She would take care of me...Just like Papa promised she would.And I loved her more than anything.18papaHours laterThe truck had set off, ready to transport us all to the work facility.My heart pounded against my ch
“Another gullible bastard that we're going to force into slave labour,” Rhys grinned, with his hands on his hips. “Stupid prick.”He trailed off his sentence, narrowing his eyes.“We'll get a good amount of money for this bastard.”The corners of my mouth curled upwards into a smirk, as I nodded.“You got that right,” I murmured, inhaling the smoke from my cigarette.15papaI stood next to the tent with my beautiful wife, with her short brown hair, her pale skin, her arched eyebrows, her beautiful, rosy cheeks.Holding her hands in mine, kissing her palms softly, squeezing them, doing my best to reassure her, even though tears were streaming down my face.She was sobbing uncontrollably, sobbing to the point that she was shaking.“I'm really going to miss you, my love,” I whispered. “Please don't cry. You know I have to go away, we don't know if we will ever get an opportunity like this again.”I swallowed down a lump in my throat.“The men are offering me work. When I have enough mo
11papaI made my way outside of the tent after kissing Lily goodnight, doing my best to remain strong for the sake of my daughter.Everything I did...I did for her, and for my beautiful wife.I had to keep reminding myself of that whenever I felt down and low.I didn't sleep the whole night, as my heart thumped against my chest, knowing what was going to happen in the morning.The night turned into day, and soon, it was time for me to meet two men today.“What's taking the bastard so long to meet us?” came a gruff, deep voice a few paces away from me.I figured that it was the men I was supposed to meet, because as my eyes darted upwards, I saw Lazarus Landucci standing there.The man who offered me the deal that I was ready to take up.Despite it meaning that I would have to leave my family...“Fuck knows,” Lazarus spat bitterly.I drew out a deep breath, doing my best to regather my composure, and show these men that I meant business.Show these men that I was capable of the work
I was lucky in life.I was a pretty woman, with long, black hair, a nice, curvy figure, plump lips, a pointed nose.I had a gorgeous, caring boyfriend, with dark brown hair, thick brown eyebrows, a beautiful, chiselled, stubbly face, pale brown eyes, a muscular physique, and the most amazing personality to match...I loved him more than anything in the world, and he loved me right back.I had got the career that I'd always dreamt of having.Right now, at this point in time...I was happy.I'd worked hard for everything I had.I'd worked hard to get to this point in my life.To achieve everything I'd achieved.With no hand-outs...Nothing given to me on a silver platter.Just blood, sweat, tears, and dedication.But my life wasn't always like this, and that was the reason for the nightmares I still had to this day.When I was younger, I was a victim of human trafficking.It went on for years and years, the physical pain and emotional damage was unbearable.It took what felt like foreve
But that didn't mean I couldn't at least try to help her.“I know,” I heaved. “She'll work any other case, Boss... just not cases like these.”Just not rape and trafficking cases.I could feel anxiety swimming through my body, as Rafael's eyes bored into mine, burning me with an intense gaze.There was so much tension in the air, that you could cut it with a knife.“Fine,” he muttered finally. “I'll talk to her.”I couldn't believe he'd actually given her the benefit of the doubt, and actually heard me out.He was usually strict as fuck, and dead-set on getting what he wanted.I couldn't thank him enough.“Thanks Boss,” I said gratefully, knowing how much this would help Lily.He gave me a brief nod, before departing from the room, to go after Lily and find where she went off to.7lilyI stood inside the middle of an empty room, staring out of the window, drawing out a deep breath as I regathered my composure, wiping away my tears and doing my best to get my head back into the game,
5lilyWe arrived at our boss's office.“You alright, boss?”“I was wondering when you two would show up,” he remarked, folding his arms, his eyes darting upwards, as he watched us both walk into the room.He put his paperwork to the side, taking steps closer to us.“You're late.”Me and Zayn began scratching our arms awkwardly, knowing that we didn't have an excuse for not being punctual.We were secret agents...We always had to be available whenever it was required of us.“Sorry, we lost track of time,” Zayn apologized quickly, running his hands through his hair stressfully.Boss shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to waste any more time.“It better not happen again,” he muttered briefly, before cutting to the chase. “Anyway, there's been some mass murders in Manhattan lately. I'll need you two to investigate these, and do what you can to find out who was behind them.”“Fuck,” Zayn heaved. “Is there a pattern between them?”“It's fucking brutal,” Rafael admitted exhaustedly, tappin