CarlaI emptied the bile that rose up my throat into the toilet. I lift my head up and saw Paolina standing by the door.I gagged again and she immediately rushed to my side and held my hair up, dropping to her knees. I threw everything up that was in my tummy. When I finished and slumped on the floor and leaned back on the shower stall. She immediately got up and rushed out of the bathroom and came back the next second with a glass of water. She leaned down and handed it to me.I accepted it and didn’t thank her because I was having trouble even keeping my eyes open.“Are you okay?” She asked and I just nodded my head in negative as I pulled the glass from my lips. The acidic taste of the vomit still persisted but it was much better. She nodded and before she could open her mouth, a familiar voice reached our ears.“Pao—” his words cut short as he noticed me on the floor leaning my

CarlaI looked around still weak. I noticed Aeden in a white T-shirt, black jeans, and a matching leather jacket. He had a gun stuffed in the waistband of his jeans. His hair was disheveled and some of his tattoos were visible. Specifically, the ones on his hand, as half of them were hidden underneath the sleeve of his leather jacket. A confident aura radiated from him. I didn’t want to admit it but he did look fucking hot.“Carla.” He walked up to me calmly and I looked at him, blankly.“We have to leave.” He said and I raised one of my brows at him.“I have to do this,” he said and I noticed one of his lapdogs walk towards us as he stretched his palm out and he placed a syringe on his open palm. That was it! My eyes widened in horror. The asshole was going to drug me again!“No! I’ll walk on my own. You don’t need to do that!” I was quick to answer.“I

CarlaWe sat down at the dining table and sure enough, Aeden sat to my right. Since all the guests were gone, we had dinner a little late. Also because Sarah was having a hard time accepting the fact that her mother was no more.The maids served food on the very fancy light blue plates in front of us. I have no clue why the fucking utensils in this house are so fancy, but they are. I roll my eyes at how much money these people waste on useless shit. I mean the amount spent on these plates could have easily fed a small batch of hungry kids.We quietly began eating food. Although I had lost my appetite, I had to eat because everyone was there. Steve had surely made his way back into my mind. He was still trying to get to me when Jack and I were dating and Jack didn’t like him one bit. One drunken night and he took everything too seriously. It was a mistake and for all, I know and I don’t even remember anything.I was quietl

CarlaI am sure that this car has a tracker. Aeden is one sick asshole and he’s capable of doing anything. What I’m sure of right now is that nobody is following but not for long. I have to do run before Aeden actually figures out I ran away.It won’t be long before he wakes up and finds out I stole from him and ran away.I pull up and park the car in a corner. I would be dammed if this car doesn’t have a fucking tracker. I kill the engine and leave the keys inside the car and lock the car and just unlock my door before carefully closing it in such a way that it locks.Well, now he’ll need a mechanic to get to his car.I need a change of clothes. I’m sure he would have already memorized what I was wearing. Taking the money I run to the shopping lane that was a bit of a walk from here.I was fast on my heels. Not wasting a single minute. I had to get out of this place.But what I was

CarlaI let him pull me because, at this point, I had given up.“Are you alright?” I heard him ask as he paused by the large steel door.“Does it matter?” I countered back looking up at him and he was slightly taken aback and his hold on my wrist loosened.“I’m so sorry,” he whispered looking at me as his eyes softened.“Doesn’t matter. Your sorry isn’t going to stop me from hating him,” I said emotionlessly looking at the door.“Carla… he told-” I didn’t let him continue as something inside me snapped.“Doesn’t matter Eric. What’s done is done,” I said firmly. He just nodded his head and sighed looking down.“Forget that, what does he want?” I asked him, continuing to look at the door.He just sighed and turned around and unlocked the large door open. Eric had bought m