Willow's POV "Maddox?" I call out as I roam the lengthy, wide hallway of the upstairs after climbing the staircase. There's only a couple of door up here, and a room opened up by an archway which contains a flat-screen tv mounted on the wall, slick black couches, and fine wood bookshelves within the walls of the room, all filled with books- books that look recognizable. Far up the hallway, I can see a door ajar with bright, gold light spilling out into the nearly dark hallway. As I take a few steps closer, I can hear the full-blast of the shower and the mumbling and cursing of Maddox's voice intertwined with the water droplets.  I take a deep breath and walk up to the door, setting my hand carefully on the handle of the door and giving it a small push. Thankfully, he doesn't see me, but boy do I see him.  The bathroom is comfortable in size with a single, granite sink perched right beside the closed-in toilet, all which are

Willow's POVA few weeks later...Hawaii is marvelous! It's nothing like what they said it was in the stories... It's even better! The water is bluer than blue- it's aqua and bright and stunning against the radiating sun. Oh and the beaches: they're like warm, soft snow under my feet when I take my morning walks along our private beach with Maddox.But even with this great trip and Maddox making sure I'm alright every second of the day, I can't enjoy myself like I need to. Everytime Maddox asks if I'm doing alright because I've been laying down on the couch for hours and my complexion is as pale as ever, even though all we do is go outside, I just tell him that the babies are making me nauseous. That's not the case, though.With everyday that passes and these babies continue to grow inside me, I lose more and more energy and the will to keep going with this life. It's gotten to the point where I can

Willow's POV I try to pull away again, placing my hands flat over his chest and pushing with all my might, but still his grip keeps firm around my neck.  "M-Maddox please..." I groan as his hand glides to the front of my neck, tightening his grip just so I can breath shallow, low breaths.  He chuckles at my attempt to escape again, pulling me up onto the bed this time so that I straddle him unwillingly. "Shhh, my love," his breath radiates the warm scent of whiskey against my face, "we can have a little fun while I do, alright? It will ease the pain and increase the flow of my through your delicious blood stream..." I need to get away- get out of here and as far away as possible... I should've never told myself I would be safe here with Maddox. He loves me so much that he thinks killing me and these babies will make everything better for us! All I need to do is just play along; make him think that I'm going

Willow's POV"Someone needs to get the portal set up ASAP!" I listen to Maddox growl into the phone, his voice low and threatening yet so incredibly panicked at the same time. "Willow's water has broken and she's two months early... We need to get back and have Doctor Lilith check her out. She- we had a bit of an accident last night," he looks at me and I flash him a glare despite my pain. He turns away from me this time and takes a few steps away, whispering to the portal keeper, "if we don't get back in time, I could lose all three of them, Gus. I know it takes a lot of work, but I swear to you I will have bonuses added to your account for this."A few more hard, worried looks are shot my way, followed by the quiet murmurs of "yes" and "okay", then everything goes silent again. All I hear now is the blood racing through my brain and the cries of pain I'm keeping balled up inside of me right now. "Wait there," Maddox orders, stuffing

Willow's POV "Wow you guys..." Liam gasps as he craddles our baby boy in his arms and looks over to Sam who's craddling our girl. "I can't believe I'm an uncle... Oh my God! I thought I'd never see the day!"  Maddox chuckles, gleaming down at our baby girl with pride prominent in his eyes. "Ha, you aren't really their uncle yet... You and Samual have been together for years and aren't even married yet! Like c'mon guys... Willow and I have been together for like nearly a year and we already have two kids on our hands." He puts a hand over his brother, Samual's shoulder and smirks, "it's not like you have no money, Buddy. Willow's costed around a mill and not even a dent was made in the account." Wait.. The fucking ring I am wearing right now, the one that's sitting around my left ring finger is a million fucking dollars?! I never even owned something over ten thousand dollars! "You're kidding..." I say, taking my hand and twisting