บททั้งหมดของ Desperate Measures: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Her head hurt, and she let out a little moan as she looked around the room, taking in the sight and noticing everything that seemed different. That wasn’t the room that Liya remembered as hers. In fact, nothing looked similar. Nothing seemed familiar. Who would dare to tie her up in a room like that? The room was shady and she was tied to a hard chair that made her waist hurt.There was only one single flickering dim bulb right above her head. As she tried looking up, the bulb suddenly became so bright that her eyes and her head hurt badly. She could feel her dress sticking to her skin. It was soaking wet. She didn’t know what happened, but she was wet. She pulled against the ropes, wanting to get out of that place as quickly as she could. She didn’t know who would have done something like that. The document that she had thrown downstairs was the only thing that mattered and she had to get it back. It might enter the wrong hands again if she didn't do that soon. She was worrying so

Liya woke up for the hundredth time. She seemed to have fallen asleep when Damian was speaking. Every single time she woke up, she was sure that they were doing something in front of her but she wasn’t sure what they were doing to begin with. Sometimes, Damian’s hands were all over her and before she would even be able to say a word, she would feel a little prick on her skin before falling asleep again. But this time, she was fully awake and she was thankful they had kept her awake. Her throat was dry and there was a stale taste on her tongue. Her legs were aching, and there was a throbbing sensation around them. She couldn’t think straight, but she was sure that something was wrong. The metal doors clicked open, and someone walked in. Liya struggled to keep her eyes open as she watched the figure approach her. She didn’t care who it was. She wanted to beg the person to just let her go. She didn’t know if the document was still in the same place it was when she had dropped it earl

Liya slowly opened her eyes. Her head was banging so much and the light made her eyes hurt. “Please close the windows,” she practically begged. She heard Aldo say something, but she couldn’t even put the words together. It was like he was speaking underwater. “Open your eyes,” Aldo said, and she finally tried to listen to him. Her eyes fluttered open and she was glad that he was the first person she saw after everything that happened. A cold towel was placed on her head. Aldo placed a small kiss on her lips but didn't feel the way it used to. Instead, she didn’t want him to touch her. “How do you feel?” he asked. Liya couldn’t bring herself to reply. Her mouth opened to say something but no words came out. All the emotions were suffocating her. Aldo helped her get up immediately and he pulled her to himself. He could feel his own throat closing up. “You’re okay, Liya,” he whispered into her hair. “I got you.” He slowly kissed her forehead and she was finally able to relax and let

Aldo had purposely been avoiding every event that included him going out in public. He received countless calls from different people asking about his well-being but he was comfortable with remaining in the shadows for the main time. He needed some time away from the public to lay a foundation for a greater plan. He didn’t even leave the house. He left everything that had to do with work to Melinda. She was in charge of making sure that everything ran properly, and so far, everything was perfect. He soaked himself and filled his time with taking care of Liya. Even Liya was shocked that he was there with her at every second but she was comfortable with it. She didn't grumble because it was only his presence she could put up with at that moment. “Don’t you have to go to work?” Liya finally asked on the fourth day, and Aldo frowned. “What happened? Don't you want me by your side? Or do you want to be alone? I would rather be here with you while you go through everything. Or do you wan

It was the first time that Aldo had killed somebody and felt guilty as hell about it. Not that he was guilty of killing Frank. He was guilty that he couldn’t do more to make him suffer. He had thought about taking Frank to his warehouse in the woods and chopping him into a thousand and one pieces. But it was too late to consider anything again. He just wished to go home and take care of Liya the way she deserved. He didn’t care if he was going to have to leave everything behind. Damian was still out there. Aldo even went over to his house, but he wasn’t there.“The coward,” he had whispered. He didn’t really expect much from Damian. But he at least expected him to face him like the man he always claimed to be. Aldo knew that it was only going to be a while before he came out looking for Liya. That only made him realize that getting him married to Liya was something that Damian had planned right from the beginning. But why he went to such lengths to unite them is something Aldo doesn'