Semua Bab My Lover's Choice. A fight for love and redemption. : Bab 61 - Bab 70

TAYLOR MACKENZIE"Are you okay, Miss Taylor?"I turned slowly and looked at Mark, he looked concerned but what did I care, he was the reason I was hurt like this. "What do you care?""Taylor-""Since the only thing you know how to do is hurt weak and vulnerable people who put their trust in you."He lowered his gaze, his fist clenching by his sides. "I'm sorry.""Keep it. I don't think I'll ever need it," I turned to go."I was doing my job, I.. I was told to keep an eye on you."I chuckled. "You left me at a very delicate point. You know why I'm walking this way?" Tears filled my eyes as I spoke. "It's because your boss, Thompson Volkov.... He's.." I couldn't let it out as my tears wouldn'tn let me. "He's messed up my vagina."His eyes shot wide in disbelief. "Are you okay?" He made to walk forward but I stopped him with a hand."Don't even think about it. Stay away from me Mark, else I'll tell Mayor you have something with me. You and I know he won't approve of it." With that, I tur

TAYLOR MACKENZIEI swung my leg over the window sill, ready to let go, when my mind suddenly drifted to her, Samantha Stevens. I stopped, I wanted to be like her, I wanted to conquer Mayor the way she conquered her man, I wanted her to teach me how she did it. I looked below, why would I kill myself. I knew I was useless but still, I couldn't do it. I couldn't not give Diego the vengeance I promised him. I stepped back and walked into my room. Screw death, I wasn't going to be a coward. I headed back to my locker where I had put the card when I got back from the party. I pulled out the drawer and picked it up. I stared at it and in that moment, a flicker of Samantha's warm smile flashed through my mind.I clutched the card in my hand and decided that I would call her. She asked me to call her when I couldn't bear it anymore and now was the time. I cleaned my tears and picked up my phone. With trembling fingers, I dialed the number on the card which I suspected to be Samantha's.It

TAYLOR MACKENZIE"Looks like it took you alot to get here." The nurse said and confusion washed over me. I was processing the meaning of her words when I realized her voice sounded familiar."Is that, you?" She smiled and looked up from her clipboard, her eyes meeting mine. She nodded gently and I gasped, wondering how she passed Mayor's men. Samantha removed her nose mask revealing her familiar face and I was left breathless momentarily."Samantha?" I whispered. "How did you pass them?" I asked."Wasn't hard, and that's a story for next time." "No, I want to know, tell me!"She inhaled. "I have a spy, disguised as one of Mayor's men, I won't tell you who, that's how I get intels""Wow," I whispered, tears filling up my eyes. "I was scared. I thought you'd never find me." "That's nearly impossible," she answered.I sniffed. "Can I, please hug you.""Sure," she said and I rushed forward, enveloping her in a tight embrace. Samantha returned the hug, her arms a comforting anchor arou

TAYLOR MACKENZIEI knew I caught both Mark and Mayor off guard by my comment. Mayor's grip on my jaw loosened while Mark was staring at me, as I saw through my side eye. "Let go Thompson, those lips are important to both of us."He hesitated for a while before leaving me. I rubbed my jaw, trying to act unaffected but the pain was something else. "So, Taylor,” Mayor said, his voice smooth. "About your accident. How are you feeling after stabbing yourself just so you could leave this place to that uncomfortable hospital?"I offered him a cheeky smile. "Never been better, sometimes day offs are just the best, you should try traveling Thompson, it'll help you relax and get your mind off the list of people you think hate and are trying to kill you. Who knows, I might even tag along.""It's good to know you're okay," he said, ignoring my last statement."Actually, I'm a bit shaken up, but it's nothing I can’t handle. I actually feel a lot better now, better than I've felt since I got int

TAYLOR MACKENZIEI walked back into the mansion, a hand rubbing my neck due to the grip Mayor had on me earlier. He was an asshole. As I got into the house, I met Mark, he noticed as I rubbed my neck and immediately approached me. "Are you okay?"I took a step backwards. "Yes, why do you care?" "Your neck, it's-""Thompson tried to kill me. News flash, I didn't die."He reached out to touch me. "It must have hurt."I moved backwards again. "Don't touch me Mark, I mean it?"He took back his hands, burying them into his pocket. "Why are you still mad at me?" "I don't know, just don't feel like talking to you, just mind your business.""I'm responsible for you, I watch you.""Then do it from miles away, you don't have to be so close," with that, I walked away. I didn't stop or turn to him until I arrived at my room. I exhaled and relaxed.A week had passed since I and Samantha started our revenge journey. I usually snuck out in the nights of Wednesdays and Sundays to see her. And pic