Kristen's POV“Marry me,” I heard him say.I was forced to scoff. It was okay for him to ask for something in return, but marriage was too far from it. I couldn’t even try to hide the disgust I felt at that point. At that point, I could boldly say ‘all men were scum’“Excuse me?” I asked, hoping he would come back to his senses and ask for something else.With a sly smirk still on his face, he repeatedly. “You heard me, didn’t you?”“I did, but….”He cut me short. “You don’t consider me competent enough to be your husband? I don’t think you understand how big this is. I am the CEO of the most successful oil company in this country, also the owner of one of the biggest fashion companies in the world. You do realize that this isn’t something you should even think about”I shook my head. “That is not the point, we barely even know each other”“That doesn’t matter” he placed his index finger under my chin he moved my face up and down. “You are pretty, I am rich, the perfect combination”

Two days later…..After finding it difficult to eat or even sleep for days, I decided to the dreaded: Return back to California. I was going back after leaving for a year and vowing never to show my face in that place again. Lucian did all he did to trap me. I figured it was the case when he offered to pay for my flight down to California.With weak shaky hands, I packed my clothes into my box while Brianna watched me with saddened eyes, standing by the door. It was obvious she didn't want me to go, but she couldn't try to stop me because she knew I had to go and fight for my son.What she was concerned about was my health. I had turned sick due to how much I had missed my son and I was still planning to travel in that state. She was against it,.“If I continue to stay here, I will get worse. Lucian has made it clear that he is not going to release my son to me, so I have to leave Brianna” I said, turning back to fold my clothes neatly into my box. She sighed in frustration. “At leas

My throat went parched as I stared at his eyes which held apathy. The heartlessness this man possessed made it difficult for me to bring myself to beg because I already knew he wasn’t going to accept my apologyEspecially when he was still angry at me for making him go all through all the stress he went through to find his son.Secondly, I considered him as someone whose heart was made of stone. There was no way he would agree to my plea.I thought of the only thing that could possibly save me from the situation and that was fleeing.I ran towards the door as fast as I could, then I started banging on i., screaming at the same time “Help! Somebody help! Please!”I banged my fist on the hard door with all my might until it started hurting. I didn’t stop screaming until every last part of throat ached.It then occurred to me that I was wasting my time. Lucian knew I was doing so to and that was why he didn’t move an inch to stop me.He remained where he was with folded arms as he stared

"Sorry about that. I'll leave." I said, my head bowed as I stood up and walked out of the place immediately. I could still hear her voice in the distance as she scolded me. The words themselves hurt because it felt as though I was intruding in a case that had to do with my own child. I left immediately and made my way to the kitchen.Looking for something that would take my mind off the scolding and the reminder that I may never get my son back. I sat on the counter, looking for something to do but my thoughts were far from settled. I got down immediately and began to pace back and forth, not knowing what to do.There was no way I was going to let him give away my son. I didn't didn't him tondash my hope and only source of joy like it was nothing. But hoe? That was the only question we didn't have an answer to. I had tried everything within my powers but none of it worked. In fact it even seemed to get worse with the way Lucian didn't want me begging him again and also the interview i

Lucian’s POV “No, it won’t work that way…” my Beta disagreed. We were both in my office, speaking on matter concerning the pack’s development and we were having an argument about it. “What makes you say so? If we take in more members into the pack, we will be able to increase our man power and strength in the pack too.” I argued but my beta didn’t seem to agree with me. He was like the one who manages the pack’s financial and official matter while I just assisted him in giving orders. This time around, I needed his opinion, as he knew more about these things than I do. “Yes…” he mentioned. “You’re right about that, but have you thought of how you’re gonna sustain those new man power you’re gonna be bringing in?” His question put me in depth thought. Just as I was pondering an it, he continued with his argument. “As at now, prices of stock have…” he kept on rambling about business matters that gave me a huge headache. Today has been especially stressful for me, and I’ve