"I have been expecting you, Darian. I knew you'd come for me." Amy leaned on the high stool in the bar of her living room.The activities of the casino had been suspended since the day Gaius was poisoned. All of the women working there were to remain in their houses as they were being investigated on what they knew about the poisoning.Darian carefully observed her, she seemed to be at ease like nothing at all was bothering her."You know why I am here, don't you?" He asked, his eyes lingering on the painting that was hung on the wall—the one he gifted her many years ago. It was still clean the way he gave it to her. It was the painting of a woman who wrapped her baby in her hands, her eyes were sad as she stared at the baby. Amy specifically chose it when they went to the art gallery. She had told him it related well to her and he got it for her as a gift."To ask if I was the one who poisoned Gaius?" She laughed, wriggling her head in chagrin. "Do you think I can do something like t

Darian and Lena occupied the armchairs in the Doctor's office, patiently waiting for him to come back with the results of the tests that were carried on her. Darian looked at her, there were dark circles around her eyes, she had lost so much weight in five days, he couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't want her to go back to that dungeon, her face was the palest as she managed to look at him."I had no idea it was that terrible, Lena." He held her hand but she pulled back. He wondered why she did that, she was always eager to take his hands."It was, Darian." She mumbled. "Maybe I'd be dead by now if Amy hadn't come over because those bastards do not care about me." She snorted.Leaning backward on the chair, she sighed, tossed her legs against the chair, and didn't want to talk to Darian anymore. She was so sad and she suddenly blamed him for putting her in such a mess, she wouldn't have gotten there if she wasn't married to him anyway. Now, she had regrets. If only he had listened t

Darian walked into the bedroom. Lisa was sitting next to Lena on the bed. It'd been two days since he called Lisa over to help him out. Lena hadn't recovered, she was still sulking. She has refused to eat, or go to the hospital for treatments. All she did was sleep, cry, think, and intensified the fact that she wanted to leave Darian's house. "How is she?" Darian asked Lisa whose gaze was on her best friend. "She's sleeping for now," Lisa responded. "She refused to eat, but I will prepare oats for her when she wakes up. She likes oats," she smiled, her eyes moving to Darian. "And you, are you okay?" She queried. He nodded in response, but Lisa didn't believe he was fine. He had not gone out of the house since she arrived, he had stayed with Lena at every point, and his eyes were fatigued. He didn't look okay. "You should get some sleep too, your eyes are sapped from stress," Lisa said. "I will watch over her, you don't have to worry." She assured Darian. "I think you should g

A small smile formed at the corner of Darian's lips, "My husband, I think I can call you that now. You are my husband, Darian." He wiggled his head, her beautiful handwriting clearly disseminated in the note. He sighed and held the diary closer, "The first time I met you was not the best, but now I feel like I want to be with you every moment of my life, I don't want to ever live a second without you, I need you to survive, do you feel the same way?" Darian read out. Wriggling his head, he answered subconsciously, he felt the same way too, he needed her to survive. Without Lena, his life was desolate."I have heard people say that sometimes the one you loathe the most can turn out to be the only one you want in the world. Darian, you were a motherfucking bastard the first time I met you, yes, a motherfucking bastard, that was what I termed you as when I saw you in my house, threatening my sick father, I hated you so much. If I had a gun, you'd have probably been dead by now because I

"You should eat now," Darian freed Lena from his hold. She folded her arms against her chest, wriggling her head like a toddler. "Please, you haven't had something nice to eat for days," he looked at her, persuading her."Darian," she clutched her finger with his."Yes? Do you want me to do something now?""Did you tell my dad about the pregnancy stuff?" She queried.He sighed, he didn't have a relationship with her dad. They used to be gambling buddies, and since he got married to Lena, he had not seen Gavin or heard from him apart from when he called her phone a few weeks back, and the phone was with him then because Lena was locked up."I didn't, there is no way I would. This is our business, we should let it stay between us and Lisa, of course. I know you tell her everything, she knows too much about us, but it's okay. I believe you know when and where to draw the line." His voice was stern, but he quickly changed to a soft one. "Why won't you eat?" He asked."Darian, I don't feel