Chapter 12: Chapter 12

Lucy's P.O.V

I was returning home from the market and my steps getting faster the angrier I got, I had my hands full of bags, but I didn't let it slow me down. I entered the house, slamming the door behind me and stormed off into the kitchen, where I put the bags on the counter.

I charged upstairs to my room in search of my husband and burst in through the bedroom door to see my husband sitting on the bed, reading a piece of paper. He jumped when I entered and when he saw the angry look on my face, he panicked and crumpled up the piece of paper, putting it in his pocket.

Ryan was sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed playing with his toys, but as soon as he saw me, my face softened and he came running towards me, hugging my legs.

"Ryan, sweetie, I have brought a lot of food for you and I have put it all in the kitchen. Go quickly and eat." I said, smiling, sending Ryan out of the room and gently closing the bedroom door behind him. My husband looked at me and I knew that he was worried, he saw that I was angry.

"W...what happened? Why do you look so angry?" He asked me, slightly stuttering.

"Like you don't already know the answer to that stupid question. My life is dead because of your daughter. People laugh at me, they all know about her scandal and people call me her stepmother." I screamed angrily at him and he closed his eyes and lay back on the bed.

"Don't worry, she will leave within 2 days just like she said she would. You were there when she said she would leave." He replied, but listening to his empty words only made me even more angry.

"For the last 2 months, you have been telling me this lie, but I am not going to believe you this time. When I married you I told you that I didn't like your daughter and despite knowing your daughter's scandal, I still married you, but now, I feel that I have made the biggest mistake of my life. If you don't kick your daughter out of this house, I will leave this house and take Ryan with me." I said, but upon hearing my threat, his eyes immediately opened and he got off the bed. He ran towards me, panicked, grabbing both of my hands and looking at me, as he smiled.

"After all we have been through, how can you threaten your husband like this? You know I love you so much. Don't worry I know Sara well and If she says that she will leave this house within 2 days then it means that she will really leave this house. She is just as self-respecting as her mother." He said, trying to convince me, but I looked at him with a skewed eye and I was still suspicious of him.

"Are u serious?" I asked him again. He nodded yes and kissed both my cheeks. He had convinced me that Sara would really leave home.

"Well if you say so, then I will agree with you. That means I will only have to put up with her for one more day." I said, irritably and pushed him slightly away from me. I knew he was in the mood to have sex, I could see the bulge growing in his trousers, but I didnt, I wasnt interested and still angry about this whole situation.

"Why are you pushing me away? Let's do it once. Ryan is not even here. He will not come up." He said, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer, kissing my neck and sliding his hand under my top. Despite my unwillingness, a moan escaped my mouth, as he was sucking on my neck and moving down to my breast.

He knew just what to do to turn me on and now I was also in the mood. We took off each other's clothes, racing to be able to feel our skin pressing against each other, but when he took his trousers off I noticed the small piece of paper he tried to hide from me had fallen out and was now lying on the floor.

I picked it up off the ground and as soon as I saw what it said, my senses flew away and my eyes widened with fear. I angrily looked at my husband, who was already looking nervous. He must have forgotten that he put the paper in his pocket and that I could find it at any time. He tried to snatch the paper from my hands, but I was too quick for him and didn't let it happen. I read the entire paper very carefully, every word that was written was making me even angrier.

"Lucy, forgive me. I made a mistake. I did not do this intentionally. When all this happened I was drunk and sitting in the bar. I did not think before signing and I made a big mistake, but I promise you that I will solve this problem as soon as possible." He pleaded, I turned to face him and he flinched at my angry expression, he tried to take my hand and calm me down, but I was way past that point.

I walked over to him, making him think that he had managed to calm me down, all the while screwing the piece of paper up in my hand. I leaned in to kiss him and just as he opened his mouth, I pushed the piece of paper in it and shoved him away from me, quickly getting dressed, he kept trying to stop me, but I was having none of it and left the bedroom to go and get Ryan

. I heard him scrambling to get his clothes on and it was too late, I was already at the bottom of the stairs, heading to the kitchen. I saw Ryan sitting at the counter, eating and I immediately went over, picked him up and headed for the front door.

"Mom….what's going on? Where are we going? I was eating." Ryan asked, confused by the whole situation.

"It's okay Ryan, I'm going to take you out somewhere, just you and me." I replied, not wanting to tell him the truth, but he accepted my answer and smiled at me, wrapping his arms around my neck. I had just got into the hallway and saw my husband standing in front of the main door, blocking my exit.

"Lucy, please just listen to me. You need to trust me, I can handle all of this." He begged, once again requesting for me to listen to him.

"Mommy, what's going on? Is daddy okay?" Ryan asked me, I smiled and nodded, as I hugged him and put him down.

"It's okay Ryan, everything is okay. Why don't you run along to the kitchen and finish eating." I said and thankfully he nodded and ran back to the kitchen, but not before looking back at his father. I glared at my husband and was glad that he got the message to smile and show Ryan that there was nothing wrong. I waited for the kitchen door to close behind Ryan and then turned to face my husband, crossing my arms over my chest as I did so.

"How? You say that you can handle the situation, despite all of this! So go on tell me how you will be able to handle this and sort everything out?" I angrily said, not wanting Ryan to hear our raised voices. My husband took some cautious steps towards me, trying to calm me down.

"I have Sara." He said, it made me even more irritated to hear her name being spoken.

"What do you mean?" I asked, slightly confused.

"She has not left home yet and I can still use her or rather to say that I have already used her. The day I came to know about it, I started making plans and got my work done out of her. You rest easy and trust me. I love you and Ryan very much and I don't want to lose either of you. Trust me when I tell you that if I have to get Sara out of my life for this, then I'm willing to do that." He said, convincing and hugging me.

My husband walked me to his office and started to tell me his entire plan and by the end of it I was completely convinced and agreed to it, with a devilish grin on my face, I now understood that Sara would leave my life forever and I would finally get my freedom from her. From now on Sara will live on the road!

Daniel’s P.O.V

After hearing my voice, Sara was so scared that she was doing everything possible to push me away from her, when suddenly someone knocked on the meeting room door. I looked towards the door, knowing that it was locked from inside and no one could come inside.

"Daniel sir, There is an important call for you." My secretary said and Sara was still in my grip, but suddenly she started shouting.

"HELP ME … PLEASE HE…" she shouted, but I immediately clamped her mouth with my hands and did not let her scream for help. I had no idea that she was going to scream for help, it was like she thought I was going to kill her or something. I had her mouth pressed with one hand and the other hand holding onto her waist.

"Do not disturb me for the next 2 hours. Whatever issue you have, handle it." I ordered my secretary and he replied yes.

"I do not know when I will finish with her." I said, lowering my voice and she looked horrified. My love is an intelligent woman and knows the meaning. As soon as Sara realized she was alone with me again, she tried to free herself from my grip, but this time she was successful. She was about to run to the door and before I grabbed by the waist, pulled her back in my direction and pushed her up against the wall.

I covered her mouth with my hand, just as she was about to shout for help and my other hand held her waist, where the material had been torn even further. I guess that I tore them even more by pulling her back to me.

"What made you think that if you shouted for help, people would come to you? Even if people come, know that no one can stop me." I told her, both of us listening as the sound of my secretary's shoes left, but this just made her even more terrified, as there was no one to save her now. Seeing the nervousness of her face, a devilish smile came to my face and my hand went inside the torn material, touching her waist.

"Now nobody can save you, Sara." I whispered in her ear, my hands touching her thin and soft waist, but she was trembling in fear. She was crying even more out of fear, but compared to the pain she has given me, her tears are nothing. She kept trying to distance herself from me, trying to push her small hand, my chest backward, but this was only making me angrier.

After 6 months I finally stood close to her and as soon as her hand touched my chest, I was out of control and her smell was driving me crazy. I was looking at her like a crazy man, but she was crying and looked innocent. I couldn't believe that I made her cry and I don't know why but my stupid heart couldn't see her crying. I was also in pain seeing her in this condition. I wanted to calm her down and tell her that there is nothing to fear. My hands went to her cheeks and I wanted to kiss her lips. I wanted to love her, but as soon as I reached her lips she got scared and pushed me back.

"Please don't hurt me." She said and ran away from me, but this time I did not catch her and let her run away. I could not believe that she was thinking that I would harm her. It pained me to hear her say that and I got angry.

Why did I want to kiss her? I should make her cry more, but why does my heart ache to see her cry? Why do I listen to my heart? I looked at her near the door and clutched my palm in anger. She was still trying to run away from me.