My One And Only

“You… you witch!!! You wrapped him in your spell pretty good that he got the guts to argue and oppose me???”

She landed a tight slap on my right cheek making me fall to the other side. She held my hairs in a tight grasp, making me look up at her.

“No one… no one can take him away from me!!”

Her anger, her violence all went to my deaf ears as my eyes could now see her fear, her being afraid.

My ears could not believe it when she said that Kian fought for me. He agrued with his own aunt to fight for me.

And here I was dying foolishly out of a silly misunderstanding, crying cats and dogs in my heart.

That made me cry and laugh out loud at the same time in happiness and sadness.

A tight pull on my hairs only bought my attention back to the present as my gaze reverted back to an angry-looking Valeria Wilson, watching me strangely as if I had gone crazy.

“Have you gone crazy??”

She asked, shaking my body vigorously and I could not feel the pain anymore as the happiness of the news that Kian Wilson still cared about me had overtaken every being of my body… my nerves.

“Tie this bitch up. She had obviously gone nuts. ”

Valeria ordered her man as she pushed me away like a bag of cotton. I could only laugh at her at that moment.

“You are afraid that he will come back for me??? Don’t you??”

I asked her quickly before the man could tie the cloth around my mouth.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Stop fucking talking, you psychic bitch!!”

“It will not be long before he comes to get me and knows how evil his aunt is.”

I cried the words out and crawled backwards when the man came with the cloth to tie me up.

Not long before, Valeria came rushing and kicked me on my abdomen making me cough out blood, falling on the concrete ground.

“Not before I tell him that you killed his beloved mother. ”

She whispered it near my ears, making me froze in my state. She was going to bad mouth him about me once again.

“And that is the only reason why I resent you so much.”

That was the last of our conversation and they walked out of the four, leaving me in the empty dark dungeon, with tons of unanswered questions.

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“What did you just say??”

“What??? Blown out because I know the truth?? ”

My eyes spurted hot waters out of them as I spoke out, with so much pain and agony.

“That all this while when I thought you were the right one but you turned out just like all of them… keeping me as the mistress hidden.”

“Explain to me everything you heard.”

He asked me sternly as if he had no idea about what on earth I was blurting out. It only made me so mad at him even though the tears were freely falling out of my damp red eyes.

“What do I need to explain to you, Kian fucking Wilson??? The master of deceiving someone!!!”

“Do not talk to me like that. And I have never deceived anyone.”

He was getting irritated by my behaviour. He was never used to someone talking to him like that. I presumed.

“Oh right?? That is why you keep the truth away from me that you are promised to someone while you kiss me to death like your bloody fucking mistress.”

I spat out every word out, making Kian taken aback. I wanted to lash my all anger, craziness… all on him and hurt him with the same amount of pain he had hurt me with.

“You bloody bastard!!! Even Josh was better off than you not trying to make me his mistress…”

And that got him in his nerves because he eyed me so dangerously that if I had not been so angry I was, I would have ran away from him and hid under some corner.

“Shut the fuck up.”

He roared, stopping me midway, making me jerk back in shock of his sudden outburst.

“Why??? Because the truth is out??”

I for once in my life decided to brave up and face an argument without backing down at all, not crawling away to the dark corner in fear.

“Because I know your true face now??”

Kian kicked the chair off between them and strode forward, holding me by my bony shoulder.

“You stop using my and that scumbag’s name in the same line for God’s sake or else…”

He shouted out on my face, eyes trained upon mines.

“…. or else?? Else what?? You will tie me up here and beat me just like him??”

“Shut up, you fucking brat…. shut that mouth up before I do something for Christ’s sake!!!”

I was shaking from inside but decided to carry on with my brave self and whispered out. I had never seen him this angry ever. I had always faced his soft side.

“What if I not??”

He did not say a word, maintained a stronghold on my shoulders, digging his fingers on my exposed skin, imprinting his finger marks on them.

“That is only left for you to do because you are no better than him…”

I vehemently let out, leaning my face closer to his. And before he would end up doing something, he would regret, he pushed me away. I could see it in his eyes.

I stumbled backwards, losing my balance and fell down, knocking the glass off from the table and breaking it. The pieces of glasses pierced inside my palm.

“Goddamnit!!”

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I cried in my mind as my body shook with every deep sob that escaped out of my mouth, regretting every word and every second of that day.

I had pushed him away from me myself. I had hurt him in a deep misunderstanding like a foolish jealous person I was.

I had decided to put my beliefs on someone else other than him… the man who saved me when he owed me nothing at all.

I had ruined us in the snap of my fingers unknowingly. I had given myself willingly to my captors choosing to run away from the only man I ever loved.

And there was nothing more I could do now but to cry out in regret, repentance, wishing I could turn back to time and change everything.

Change the day when I ever decided to mistrust him… the only person that had even been selfless for me.

Change my decision to stop looking out for me when they said he had gone… left me to die in the wrath of my own parents.

Change the urge to keep me from him when I could have been with him all this time only if I had run away with him… not giving a damn about this world.

And the time had come where even after helping me… he could not recall us. Time had cruelly taken all the memories we created by us from him.

It was time who was playing mischievously with us over and over again.

I wonder when it would allow Kian to come looking out for me and take me away from here with him.

But there was a fear… a fear that he would give in to Valeria’s cruel words about him.

What if he chose to believe them just like I chose to believe her over him??

What if he despised me after that??

What if Josh get here before him??

What if he was too late and I could never see him ever??

Thousand of disturbing questions poked my mind and chest, making me squirm and cry put in anguish and pain.

Oh!! What had I done!?! I could only cry over and over…. my heavy sobs vibrating out through my body.

I could listen to her threat against me. I wanted to scream it to her face that I had not killed Kian’s mother.

Hell!! I had not even dared to kill a mosquito in my life.

Thinking about Kian’s mother… flashes of the young woman’s face came to my mind.

I could see her in my mind and match the resemblance between her and Kian.

‘Natalie Randall’

The name echoed in my mind. I knew her. She was the most loving lady I had ever encountered in my life right after Anna Maria.

I could recall the days when Kian would take me to his home in the servant quarters and his mom… Natalie would make us a cheese sandwich.

I had seen how much he was attached to his mother… their bond was something I was jealous about back then, wishing my mother loved me like that.

It was clear that if Valeria broke the news of I killing his mother, there was a good chance that I would never see him again as he would even be despised by my very name and to think of coming to rescue me??

…. the possibility was negative to zero.

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