บททั้งหมดของ Saved By A Viking: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Davis' P.O.V. I was still shocked that Lisa had interrupted my grilling of Jared. I was having my fun at his expense, but he really shouldn't have been kissing Izzy before dating her. He should have talked to me first, too. She's my only baby girl, at least until Lisa and I have a baby. What's really gnawing at my brain as I drive is whatever Lisa wants to talk about. Did I do something wrong? Did she? Is it her father again? Have Chris and Daniel popped back up after everything? Surely they aren't that stupid, are they? I wanted to race home, but there was no point in getting there before Lisa. I kept my pace with her speed, trying to ensure that we got home at the same time. Getting there before her and having to wait, seemed like a more miserable date than just riding slower. It felt like an eternity with my thoughts until we arrived home a minute apart. I opened her car door for her allowing her to step out. That's when I noticed her eyes were pinker than usual. She'd been c

Lisa's P.O.V. Last week's news was still prominently on my mind. I knew it would be. I kept trying to decide what it was that I wanted to do. Short of having a uterus transplant, which I don't think is a thing, I can’t carry my own child without endangering the two of us. I'm leaning towards surrogacy because I'd still like to see a little Davis running around. I want Izzy to have a sibling that is blood related to her. Not that adoption would make them any less our family. Today, however, my mind was not on how I would have a child. No, today my only thoughts were about how satisfying it would be to see Dad hauled off to jail. Today is the day Davis helps me trap him in his office and talk to him one on one. Well, Two on one, as Davis won't be leaving my side. The man has been even more insatiable since he proposed, and I said yes. It's like it opened up this whole other side of him, one I can't get enough of either. I loved every second of it. He's also gotten more protective, a

Davis' P.O.V.Lisa returned from her brother's house looking somber. I was concerned that perhaps she was thinking of children again. I hated that she was worried about this. She doesn’t deserve to have this happen to her, having gone through enough already. "What's wrong?" I asked as she crossed the threshold. "It's Liv."My heart seized. Is the cancer worse off than we thought? Is she at the hospital? "What is it?" My voice sounded so serious, probably a little too demanding as I directed it at her. She must have understood it was due to my worry as she didn't bite my head off for it. "She's pregnant. They won't be able to treat her cancer until she has the baby. It's early so hopefully it won't progress too much as she carries the baby to term." Lisa seemed so far away even though she was a mere two feet. She might as well have been 100 miles away. Her brows pinched and she nibbled at her lip as she thought. "We'll be by her side through it all. She'll be okay. She has to be,"

Calliope’s P.O.V. Mommy and Daddy have always told me I was a smart girl, too smart, they said. I knew they weren’t saying it to be nice. They would have liked it if I were stupid, so they could get away with more. My eyes were always watching what they were doing. I knew they were not doing good things, but they kept doing it, anyway. ‘You tell anyone about this and you’re dead, you hear me, Cali?’ Daddy would threaten me any time I saw him selling that funny white powder in a tiny baggie. I would just nod my head and keep quiet, because I learned long ago that saying anything would make Daddy hurt me. ‘She's just a little girl, Mateo. She won't say anything.’ Mommy would try to defend me, but the moment Daddy gave her a look, she would stop. Mommy didn’t want to get hit either, so she never fought hard for me. She would rather I get hit than her. It’s okay though, because I would rather Daddy hit me over her, too. When Daddy is done hitting me, Mommy takes extra good care of m

Lisa’s P.O.V. “He left it to you, Lisa.” Anthony had just shocked the hell out of me. Dad had left the business to me. After everything he had done and said, he left it to me. “So what do you want to do?” “Sell it. I’ll create my own business from the money. Whatever money is left anyway. I know with dad embezzling that we probably owe people money.” Dad can go fuck himself if he thinks I am going to keep this business. Did he think that I would fix it up and he would get out of jail and still have it to come back to? He was sorely mistaken. He’s even more mistaken if he thinks this fixes anything he’s done. This must have been what he meant when he said he hoped his actions would speak louder than his words. Only his actions were confusing, too. Did he do this because he really felt bad? Or because he wanted me to fix his business? Maybe it was because he still wanted to have some kind of hold on me. Whatever the case, I won’t fix the business that caused him to be this way. "