In was five and Ryan promised to pick her up at five thirty sharp. Olivia was almost ready in her sparkling crimson colour full length gown that hugged her body and swirled around her like a snake wrapped around her waist. The slit at her left ran upto her mid-thigh and the V neck was a bit deep but not indecent.
She tied up her hair into a top knotted pony tail which was decorated with Crimson and white jewelled clip. She took a silver white clutch and wore silver stilettos.
Her eyeliner was a shade of red and silver shimmer. She wore a red lipstick with a matt finish to give it a sober finishing. With a reddish blush and mascara, she has finished her make up. The jewellery was rather simple. A silver sleek bracelet with zircons and log twirled ear rings which were of the similar fashion and ended just below her chin. She prayed her favourite strawberry perfume and stood in front of the mirror to look at her own reflection.
“Wh
It was an afternoon after one long year and a month in Auckland! “Ryan?” Amanda slowly opened the door of her son’s room and peeped in. The room was dark as usual, all the curtains pulled to block the sunlight from entering the room. In the dark Amanda could make out someone sitting on the chair with his head rested on the Desk. She knows exactly who the person is, of course her son! Amanda sighed deeply and walked in. She opened a curtain only slightly to have some light in the dark room. She stood at the side of her son who has fallen asleep. She ran her fingers through her son’s hair, whispering gently, “Son?” Ryan steered a bit but didn’t wake up. It was a Sunday and by the look of the room, with scattered empty bottles and ipads and laptops open on his desk, she could easily say that he has been drinking and working till dawn. Since the unfortunate event that took place during last to last Christmas, Ryan has investe
Narrator’s POV—Thomas was still watching Olivia from a distance. After the call though, his suspicion grew and he thought it was taking long for Olivia and decided to fetch her.“Hey! You two stay here and I will get Mrs Bradley!” Thomas instructed Ron and Rob and walked to where Olivia and Santa were talking.“Excuse me Madam! I think we should head back.” He said politely.“Excuse ME!! Who the hell are you?” she turned and asked removing her mask but she wasn’t Olivia at all!“Wha- Who-!” Thomas frowned and looked around and then asked squeezing the woman’s arms, “Where is she?”The man standing opposite removed his mask and shook off Thomas’s hands and held him by his collar, “How dare you touch my girlfriend?”Thomas realised what blunder has happened! Olivia has been replaced! She has be
Narrator’s POV—Ryan has called Thomas and explained to him to closely guard his wife, Olivia Bradley and see to it that she doesn’t go to any secluded area. Ron and Rob would also accompany of course.“Sir? Mr Donovan is waiting.” Siona his secretary came and informed.“Just give me two minutes and I will be back.” Ryan dismissed her. Ryan thought of calling Stanley and warning him before heading back to the meeting.Since Olivia was a baby, Ryan has been her secret Santa! But when she wished and requested Santa to send Ryan away, Ryan had to leave for London! Also he had to complete his studies which was also an important reason, though. He knew that Stanley has been continuing his job as secret Santa! He always said that he regretted not starting the ritual himself. In fact, he was so happy when Ryan left that he had told Ryan not to worry because he would be a better Santa than Ryan
Olivia’s POV—It was soon to be Christmas! And we decorated the entire home! A huge Christmas tree was placed in the hall and everyday we decorated it with bells, lights and candies!Can life be happier? Can it be more satisfying?“Wife!”His voice came from upstairs and my heart skipped a beat! God! I can’t thank you enough for sending him into my life! I don’t know how he even manages to mesmerise me everytime he looks into my eyes! How can he make my body crave for him more and more every night! How can he make my heart stop everytime he calls me ‘wife’.“WIFE!!”“Coming Ry! Just a moment.” I quickly left the remaining decors and walked up the stairs, instructing Mrs Summers about the lunch, “Mrs Summers! Please make my food light.”--“What is so urgent hubby? I was decorating the tree!” I joined him o
Narrator’s POV—Olivia fluttered her eyes once or twice to see hazy lights on the ceilings and then Luke’s face as he held the stretcher along with a nurse, pushing her inside a huge room.“Everything will be ok Olivia. Then we will soon get married.” Luke said in whispers and despite all her efforts to scream for help, she couldn’t utter a single word as her head was heavy and everything around was hazy..“Pleeassee…Don’tttt..” she tried to scream but not even a whisper came out of her mouth! Tears rolled down her cheeks from the corner of her eyes and fear struck her mind as she realised what was going to happen.She closed her eyes as the stretcher went inside the room but suddenly it stopped with a jerk that shook Olivia and as she opened her eyes again she found the ceiling above moving in the opposite direction as the stretcher was pulled out this time and with
Narrator’s POV—The next day morning Luke came to visit Olivia and waited for her in the living room. Olivia dressed in a casual jeans and red t-shirt, she had a blank face devoid of any expression. She was no more sad or helpless but had a strange determination on her face!She sat on the bed and whispered to her baby placing a hand on her belly, “Baby! Your mother will protect you with her life! Don’t worry! It is a matter of two more days and when your papa is back he will protect both of us. Hold on tight and don’t be afraid at all! Your mother will not let anything bad happen to you!”Martha stood near her bedroom door and looked with a shocked expression seeing Olivia mumble to herself but didn’t say anything. She took a mental note that she will have to inform Caroline.Within a few more minutes, Olivia stood up and left her room to go and meet Luke. She can’t wait anymore