Semua Bab Married To My Husband's Sworn Enemy : Bab 111 - Bab 120

Lyla’s POVThe following evening Chad and I invaded Collin’s house unexpectedly. The entrance door wasn't locked and was slightly open. We stood there unsure whether to knock and wait for him to come open up or just use the opportunity to gain entrance unannounced and who knows we could probably catch him right in the act of cheating on my poor sister. We entered quietly ensuring no noise was heard, not even the creaking sound coming from the door as soon as it was pushed open. The lights were still on, and I could visibly see movements through the curtains, but I exhaled sharply in order to avoid any tension which was already rising from within me. Chad sensing my unease, calmly held my wrist reassuring me that he's by my side. An instant wave of peace came upon me and just like magic it worked. “Thank you, Chad," I said softly. He looked at me with confusion written all over his face, you're welcome he said with a smile forming at the corner of his lips”. I took a step further

Lyla’s POVThe kicks in my tummy were becoming consistent these days; my little ones have been stressed like their mother; I barely had time to rest, totally forgetting about my clinic visit for my routine check every week. For the past couple of weeks, the only thing that has occupied my mind was the thought of getting my sister Bailey released from the hands of those mafians. My poor sister, I just wonder how badly she's been treated by those ruthless people, and to even think it's her husband, Collins, that orchestrated all these is so unbelievable. I sat in my car; my grip on the steering wheel was so hard that my knuckles hurt. The city lights shone outside the windshield, but all I could focus on were Vanessa’s words echoing in my head."You give yourself up, and Bailey goes free."It wasn’t just a trade; it was a trap, a test. And worst of all, a message.They wanted me, not just because of Bailey. Not just because of the mafia.Because of something I didn’t know yet.A deep

Bailey’s POVThe train yard smelled of rust and oil, the cold air hitting at my skin as I was being dragged forward. The handcuffs was put back unto my wrist, my body still sore from all the hours of captivity but my instinct was sharper than ever, with each step I was becoming very alert of the environment, using the corner of my eyes to peep around looking for any possible loophole to escape once I get the chance. I was ready for anything, even if I die trying, there had to be a way and I'm not taking any chances, not anymore. Vanessa was walking ahead of me, her heels clicking against the gravel. A group of men, more or less her enforcers walked by each of my side and their grips so firm on my arms. But they weren't the real threat. The real threat was the man waiting at the far end of the train yardThere he stood, a figure in the shadows just beneath the skeletal remains of an abandoned train. He was tall, his posture disturbingly calm, his presence felt like a heavy weight, s

Lyla’s POV So finally you've decided to come out clean? I said looking sternly, my face laced with fury. A pang of guilt flickered in his eyes, yet he remained calm. “Lyla… I didn’t betray you.”I scoffed, is that so?. “Really? Hope you remember I saw those photos of you and Vanessa.”He sighed heavily. Honestly Lyla I'm lost of words, I know nothing I say now can change how you perceive me, but _“It’s not what you think.”“Then explain.” Make me understand better, I'm listening, I said , folding my arms and gently hitting my foot against the hard floor. He gradually ran a hand through his hair, frustration clearly written all over his face. “Vanessa and I—it was all a setup. She wanted to manipulate you.”I scoffed. “And you let her?”“Well, I didn’t have a choice.” He said exhaling sharply. “She had something on me.And if I didn’t play along, she would’ve handed Bailey over to the architect weeks ago.”My breath hitched. Weeks?“Does that mean she planned this from the start?”C

Bailey's POV I wasn’t meant to be here, because the anger I felt from within could make me cause havoc before realizing it. I explained all this to Lyla, but she pleaded with me to stay behind, letting her and Collins handle it.But this was my fight too.The architect has stolen my life before I ever understood its worth. He led me, altered my past, twisted my perception of reality. But now, I was taking it all back.We moved under the cover of darkness, our group slipping through the night like aliens . The architect's underground facility was a fortress, but we had one advantage.Vanessa.She betrayed the architect for us or so we thought, but it was for herself. She knew he would kill her the moment he decided she was a liability. She gave us everything: security codes, guard rotations, even the location of his panic room.All that was left was the execution.Collins and Chad struck first, eliminating the perimeter guards with brutal efficiency. Silenced gunfire cut through the