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AVA’S POVI walked into my room, Zayn following behind with my bag. The encounter with Ethan still lingered but Zayn’s presence made me feel more protected and safe.“Do you want anything? Perhaps water?” He asked, his voice low and calm.I nodded my head before sitting up, “I’m fine… Can I ask a question, I’m a bit curious?”“Go ahead”.“How did you find out about Ethan and how come you arrived here in less than an hour?” Zayn walked to the bed removing his jacket before taking a seat, “My private jet was about to take off when I got a call from the Estate security that a certain stranger had been hovering around the estate for days now and when they sent the picture it happened to be Ethan.” He explained, “And by the time Carter called, I was already on my way home”.A smile found its way to my face,“Thank you” I muttered, my voice barely a whisper, “Seeing you here makes me feel better”. He squeezed my hands gently, “What exactly happened? What did he do?”“Umm…. Nothing” I lied,

Unknown POV “Why is it taking this long? The previous one wasn’t like this, so what’s happening?” I snarled, my eyes blazing with anger. “You have one fucking job, and you can’t deliver!”“I apologize for the delay, it’s more difficult because of the lady, she tends to be more careful and somehow manages to bypass all my traps”.“Then create more!” I yelled, rising from my chair, “Why then are we paying you? Or do you have a better plan on how to achieve this?” I asked the maid we had planted in Zayn's house. “I have tried, but she’s not eating the meals and when she does, nothing happens, it’s either we change the poison or wait until the child is born, and then we eliminate”.“No! Never! We can’t take the risk of waiting until she gives birth, we have to do it now that the child is still in the womb”.I paced around the room, thinking of possible ideas to achieve this when the maid chipped in, “Perhaps we could go ahead with the second plan, getting a stronger poison, I’m sure th

AVARunning….Panting….Screaming….The only sound pounding in my ears was my raging heartbeat, and harsh ragged breathing, as I ran blindly down a cold dark street. ‘Damn it! Damn you!’ I screamed, my hair pouring over my face drenched in sweat, as I turned down a corner in an abandoned alley. My limbs were shaking. In fact, it felt like I'd fall and shatter like a bag of broken bones. Sweat was pouring out every hole on my skin, and my head was jumbled with mad thoughts. Stones cut into my bare feet as they stretched as wide as they could go, propelling me forward dangerously, ‘Anyone! HELP!’‘Ava.’ His voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere all at once, ‘You can't run,’Ethan. He was in the distance before me when I'd actually been running from him. How?The shadows covered his face, but I could see his long smile, curving wickedly, and in his hands was a knife.I turned, racing backwards, as I curved into another dark corner, backing into the wall where I fell into a

AVA I entered my room, making sure to lock the door before letting out a deep breath. My mind was reeling with so many things, most especially—Zayn’s touch. I plopped down on my bed, closing my eyes as I reminisced the moment. He had a way of making someone want him badly, my hands trailed down my laps and I parted them open slowly, I just needed to release the tension building inside me. I felt a flutter in my chest and a growing warmth between my legs, Zayn’s image filled my mind as I found myself slipping my fingers into my core My breathed hitched as I continued starting slowly, my mind filled with thoughts of Zayn lips, his touch, his hands. My legs trembled as I increased the pace, a low moan escaping from my lips. I slipped another finger in as the image of the night we had sex flashed through—I envisioned his lips sucking me down there, and my body arched, yearning for his touch. It was wrong—I shouldn’t be doing this….yet I couldn’t stop. The pleasure was intoxicatin

AVA'S POV.I remained calm, as I digested the information, there was a lot going on in this family. Here I was thinking he cared about Sophia and Zayn’s relationship not knowing he has something crucial to gain if I had left. Cassandra nudged me slightly, “I don’t want you to overthink this. I just shared this information with you so that you would know that everything is not as it seems”.“But why?” I interpreted, “Why so much hatred in this family? Did something happen?”There had to be a reason why none of them were close, they all seemed like enemies forced to be in a family.. Casandra heaved a sigh, “It’s a lot and I can’t begin to explain, you won’t even understand” She replied, her voice low and soft.“It's like spiderwebs, weaving in and out of each other. They're all tracing back to one root, but you can't even find it. It's a tangled mess. And our family is just that. We've been complicated from the onset. And it's not just something that started with us. We were born int