KEITH POV I paced back and forth in my office, my face contorted with rage and fear while I remained on the phone with the head of the police department. "You call this an investigation?! My wife has been missing since yesterday, and you have NOTHING to show for it!" I shouted into the phone, grabbing another pen and breaking it in half to prevent myself from smashing my phone. "Mr. Keith, we're doing everything we can. But without any leads..." he tried to reason but all I heard was trash being spat out. "Leads?! Isn't that your job to find them?! My wife didn't just vanish into thin air! My son has her and if you let me get there first!..." I smashed my fist into my desk, leaving a hole in the middle as I withdrew my fist. .Every time! Every fucking time I called, it was the same pathetic excuse from the police. Useless bastards! "You're supposed to protect the citizens of this city, and you can't even find one woman?!" I raised my voice even more as my anger reached a bursting

I shook violently, tears streaming down my face as I screamed in horror, my hands desperately trying to muffle the sounds escaping from my trembling lips. The chaos around me blurred into a haze of fear and panic. Keith's grip around me tightened as he spun me around to face him once again, his arms a sturdy anchor in the storm of emotions. "Shh... It's alright. You're safe now," he whispered, his voice soothing my nerves. But I couldn't shake the images flashing through my mind. The gunshots, the screams, the violence. My heart pounded violently in my chest, the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I clung to Keith. The police evacuated everyone from the room and Keith held me close as we made our way out of the room, leaving behind the chaos and violence that had consumed me moments ago. The fresh air outside was a welcome relief, but the events of the day lingered heavily on my mind. As we stepped onto the tarmac, I saw a sleek private jet waiting for us, its engin

Sarah POVI had my plan perfectly planned out in my head.Get them to lower their guard down, drug them, watch them doze off, and of course, I'll have Keith all to myself when he's deep asleep by the drug I injected into the mushrooms. And a good amount at that.I didn't think everything would work out so easily. How gullible can one person be? Just look at her, dozing off at the table like a child.I smile spread across my face as I watched her.I think I need to get to-" *yawn* "...bed," Jenna said, almost letting the drug finish her off in that spot if not for Keith who came to support her.Speaking of Keith, the guy looked barely affected by the drugged food and it shocked me because he finished an entire plate of it.No normal human should-"I'll take you to your room love," Keith said, lifting Jenna in his arms in bridal style.I hated watching that scene play out. Anything that made Jenna happy irked my skin. I and Raphael divorced only because of her.I thought my mom had gott

"What?!" I exclaimed in shock, "You can't be serio-""Crawl to me!" he ordered, slamming his fist against the desk.I shuddered before Keith. I didn't want to obey him but something in his voice, something in his commanding aura forced my lips shut and advised me to obey.My heart skipped a beat when I saw his eyes darken as if threatening me that there would be consequences if I didn't obey.I lifted my hands to button up my shirt first but the fierce look in his eyes told me that was the last thing I wanted to do.Hesitantly, I lowered my hands and went on all fours, shamefully crawling to him until I was right beside him, my cheeks all red with embarrassment.Keith's chair turned with him to face me. He leaned forward, placing his elbows on his thighs before reaching for me.He grabbed my jaw, squeezing it tightly as he forced me to look him in the eyes, "never forget who you belong to." he growled in a low voice before throwing my jaw aside and relaxing his back on his seat.Keith

My mind was a whirlwind of frustration as I walked through the door to my office. I not only slammed the door shut but also ended up locking it. I turned away from the door and read through the text sent to me once again,"I'll never let you be happy. Both you and Keith will suffer. I'll see to it."It's always the innocent-looking ones, I swear!I thought of replying to the text but held back. I needed to show this to Keith and I wasn't ready to be caught in the wrong by giving a nasty reply to her."Yes. I'll tell Keith. He's sure to believe me with this proof."I turned and unlocked the door, storming out and heading straight for Keith's office, gripping my phone tightly as if it could slip away and lose the evidence I needed. As I reached Keith’s door, I didn’t bother knocking. I pushed it open, my entrance abrupt and unceremonious.“Keith, we need to talk,” I declared, my voice steady but laced with urgency.Keith looked up from his desk, his expression shifting into annoyance