All Chapters of Passion or Revenge : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Imogen’s POVBy night fall Tim had emailed me a file containing everything he found out about Anthony Livingston. There was nothing particularly interesting or striking about Anthony’s life, well except for one thing.I adjusted the pillow behind my back as I sat crouched in bed with my laptop balanced on my leg. My entire body ached with exhaustion.Anthony’s mother had been a stripper, that was how she met Theo, they had a fling and Anthony was born. His mother left him at an orphanage home, owned by a Catholic church. Anthony spent the first five years of his life there, before his mother, Catherine, came back for him. They moved around a lot, never stayed in any state up to a year.Five years later, Catherine is shot dead in a grocery store robbery gone wrong. Anthony ends up in a home. At twenty, he went to jail for robbery, he is released five years later. One year later, he disappeared from the surface of the earth. Only to resurface seven years later at Mason’s homecoming part

Imogene’s POVI had no idea about how to feel about Julia’s presence. Last she was here, she had gone as far as threatening me with a restraining order.But she brought wine, so it has to be a good sign, right? Right?Julia brushed past me, pausing in front of Ollie, a bright smile on her face. This certainly had to be a good sign.“Hey, my name is Julia. Your mummy and I, used to be best friends,” she said, digging into her purse and presenting him a chocolate bar.Ollie glanced up at me and I motioned for him to go ahead. His face immediately lit up as he took the chocolate bar.“Thanks Julia. My name is Ollie,” he responded.“You are very welcome,” she tugged his cheeks gently before continuing into the living room.I lifted Ollie, “time to read you that bed time story.”“Would Julia be babysitting me?”I shook my head. “Mummy isn’t going out.”He squeaked excitedly as I carried him into his bedroom.It took a lot of effort to put Ollie to bed since he was overly excited. Eventuall

Imogen’s POVThe world went still.All my senses came alive.His musky scent infiltrated my lungs with every shaky breathe I drew, overwhelming my senses. He tasted of maple syrup and coffee, it was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted, made me hungry. Hungry for him. To taste more. Feel more.I could blame this on the fact that there had been no warning. One moment he is a feet away, jaws tight as though holding back words and the next thing I know, the sudden, searing press of his lips against mine, stole the breathe out of my lung and the fire from my rage.I know I should push him away. I wanted…needed to.But my body developed a mind of its own, betraying the words of reason my brain was screaming, as it arched into him. My body ached from years of emptiness that only Mason had ever filled.I have had several affairs over the years, but it was never this good. They were never enough. Never felt right. They were not Mason.His hands gripped my waist, not rough but not gentle

Imogen’s POVI paced around the small room, Jules used as her office, in her bakery.I was beyond furious.I was mad at Mason. Like who the fuck did he think he was? Going around, messing with the lives of women like we didn’t matter. Talking about getting rid of that poor woman and her baby, like they weren’t human beings! I have spent all this time worrying that the Livingston’s might take my child from me if the ever found out about him, while the real danger was that Mason might also want to make us disappear too.More than anything else, I was furious at myself for caving so easily when he touched me. I should never had let him come that close in the first place. I was weak, and that was something I cannot afford to be in front of Mason!I had to find this Genevieve woman and save her. Then together, we would expose Mason Livingston to the world and everyone would finally see him for the monster he is.I will not let him get away with this. Not this time around. Though it might b

Imogen's POV The plan had been simple, drop the note and leave. Then kick back and watch Mason panic. Once panic sets in, he would slip up and I would be there to catch him and expose him.But instead, I decided to snoop around his bedroom and his laptop for anything that might be incriminating.That didn’t end well, as here I was in his room, scouring my brain for a ‘not suspicious’ reason for being inside his room. It didn’t help that he had my note in his hand. Now he would be thinking that I had kept it there.Think Imogen, think!I cannot have Mason doubting me, he might also choose to make me and Ollie disappear forever, just like he did Genevieve. If only I had found her earlier, I could have saved her from Mason. But I knew nothing about her or how to find her. Since I could not save her, I would have to get justice for her.“I…um…needed to see you,” I sputtered.He narrowed his eyes, suspicion evident in his blue orbs. I had to do better.“I couldn’t stop thinking about you