“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she commented. Her tone was sharp and she made sure she looked the part of an angry insulted wife. “And I suggest you never mention this to anyone if you want to keep your job. Is that understood, Nick?” He saw and heard it then, her fear, and he knew then that she had to come off as complicit and submissive in order to survive her husband. He was not normally moved, or even cared, but her silent sadness hidden behind her shiny facade and tailored, expensive clothing called to him like a siren’s song. He knew no one outside of their home knew about the abuse and if they did, they would surely blame her. From what he had observed Mr.King was very wealthy and powerful.  He wanted to be there for her not just as paid help, but someone who was beginning to care. He thought he understood why Pete had wanted him to pr

 The paparazzi still took as many pictures as they could. He got inside, shut the door, and the vehicle drove off.  She was surprised to see they were no longer staying at the hotel. They drove through the city. They were to stay in new quarters. She was a little annoyed she hadn’t been informed about it, but she shrugged it off. The suv pulled into a driveway that had a large wooden gate. She watched as the driver rolled his window down and a security guard walked up to the window. The driver handed him the proper documentation. The security handed it back, went back into the small white booth it was sitting in. There was a loud beep and the large wooden doors slowly moved open. The drove inside and Elayna’s breath was taken away at the lush green beauty hidden inside. The vehicle came to a halt. Nic

Nick checked all the exits and blind spots of the perimeter once he was outside of the cottage. He saw the other security guard Mr. King had hired for this trip. He was already becoming a pain in Nick’s ass. When he was within earshot he barked at him. “Why did you let that son of a bitch in here?” The young man looked confused. “Mr. Alvarez?” Nick didn't say anything.  He kept talking. “Because Mr. Alvarez’s friend owns this place. Mr. King and him planned this. They have been sharing Mrs. King this entire trip.” He lunged at him then and grabbed him up by the lapels of his black designer suit. “Shut your mouth.” Nick demanded.

**** Elayna was trying not to overreact. She had thought once her husband left the cottage she would spend the night there, but that was not to be so. An hour or so later he sent her a text message demanding she be packed, changed and ready to be escorted to Mr. Alvarez’s suite. He was serious. There was no going back for her. He had left her with one security detail. He was younger than Pete and Nick. He didn’t speak to her, just guarded the entrance and kept his eyes on her as she moved her luggage from her room to the living room. Once she was done with that she decided to change her top. She did it more out of nerves than anything else. She eyed herself in the glass cabinet that sat on the isolated wall inside of the cozy place. Her makeup was flawless. Her smokey eyeshadow gave her a sultry look. She wore

She opened her purse and took it out. There was a notification from an american newspaper she read frequently. Mr. Alvarez was on the cover, and The headline read : BUSTED.  He was in trouble for money laundering, and drug trafficking.  She felt sick to her stomach.Her husband would let her entertain and socialize with a person like that to receive his patronage felt like an ax to the head. He had left her on her own.  .Marcus sat next to her. The taxicab was moving quickly. Weaving in and out of traffic. Moments later they arrived at a private airport. She opened her own door and saw there was a small plane waiting. She was confused. She looked at her cell phone she was about to contact her husband but noticed her phone had no service. She tried again