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Sophie couldn’t believe what she heard. “What?”
Blake shook his head in a mocking way. “Liam is so sad.”
Sophie’s heart sank. She told him she wouldn’t leave him, so now he must assume she did for some dumb reason. She started to cry. No. She has to see him.
Blake got up and walked up to her. “Now that you’re finally here, let’s talk about what I want.”
Sophie swallowed hard to keep from crying. “Blake, why are you doing this? What do you want from me?”
“I was getting there. I just want you, Sophie. That’s all. I tried to ask you nicely before, but you said no, so I had to do it this way.”
“No. I love Liam. I will never leave a gem for you. You are a f*****g arsehole.”
Blake put one hand on either side of her head, blocking her from getting to the entrance to the balcony. He got closer. “Quit being stubborn, Sophie. You will give in to me.”
“I will never give in to you!”
He clenched his teeth. “I want you, Sophie. I won’t stop until I get you to give in to me.”
“Then keep trying for the rest of your life,” she said angrily.
“Is all this anger because you lost your child eight years ago?”
“I loved that child more than you can imagine. I wanted it, and I was happy to have it. But you ruined my dream in seconds.”
“It was a mistake!” he snarled.
“If you had felt bad about it, Blake, and even said a small sorry, I would have forgiven you, but you didn’t. You never cared about me.” A tear came from her eye.
“I regret it now!” “I don’t care now! Go f**k yourself!”
Blake held her jaw securely. “What’s he got that I don’t?” “A heart,” she said with a hiss. “And you, Blake Theo, are a monster.”
He grinned as he stared down at her belly. “I’ll show you how bad I am.”
“I swear, Blake, if anything happens to this child, I will kill myself along with it. I swear. Dare you to touch it!” She said, her eyes filling with tears.
Blake’s expression went blank. Sophie was what he desired. He will lose her if something happens to her that he can’t pay for.
He didn’t say anything else and just turned around and went out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Sophie collapsed to the floor and cried.
Third Person’s Point of View:
Sophie pulled her legs closer to her and hugged her body, resting her chin on her knees and her back against the headboard of the bed. At least he didn’t put her in a warehouse or anything. She could see outside from here, but she couldn’t ask for aid because the door was shut, and she knew they were on a very high floor.
It looks like a penthouse, yet it’s not a hotel.
She felt quite weak because she hadn’t eaten anything and had sobbed a lot. Blake brought her food, but she wouldn’t eat it, which made him upset, so he took it away.
She wanted Liam back. She missed his embraces, kisses, touches, words, and reassuring grin. All of it.
She really wanted to be in his arms.
Blake came in through the door with a dish in his hand. She looked at him for a second and then turned away. She felt nauseous when she saw him.
He sat in front of her on the side of the bed. “Come on, Sophie, eat something.” His voice was so gentle that it was hard to believe.
She wouldn’t look at him, and he moaned. “Please. You want your kid to be healthy, right?”
She laughed at him while still looking aside. “As if you care about it.”
He said firmly, “I care about you,” which surprised her.
“You’re lying. If you cared about me at all, you wouldn’t keep me in here.”
“It’s just to keep you from running away.”
“How nice of you,” she murmured with a hint of sarcasm as she finally looked at him.
His face didn’t appear malevolent; instead, it had softened and he looked pained.
“I do care about you, Sophie,” he said again, looking her in the eye. “But you keep running away from me. It drives me crazy, especially since you are engaged to Liam Whitmore of all people.”
“Why do you hate him so much?”
“As if he doesn’t hate me as much as I hate him.” He rolled his eyes.
She said, “Liam will find me.” “He will find me, Blake, and then he won’t spare you.”
“He’s too busy hating you for leaving him, Sophie. He doesn’t have time to look for you.” He leaned in closer and clenched his teeth.
Sophie’s cheeks became pale as she realized that Liam really thought she had left him. That notion made her want to cry even more.
Seeing the tears in her eyes made Blake’s face softer again. Yes. He did care for her. But he was so in love with her that he would do everything to keep her with him. Even if it meant taking her away.
He used his thumb to gently wipe away the tears, which made Sophie flinch and shrink back from him. She didn’t have the strength to oppose him.
He took the plate of rice and curry from the nightstand and gave it to her. “Please, Sophie, eat something. I know you’re hungry.”
“I am not,” she said, sniffing.
He pushed a stray hair behind her ear, filled the spoon with rice and curry, and brought it to her mouth. He cursed his nervous problem as his hands started to tremble, but somehow he was able to keep it steady enough not to drop it.
He continued bothering her since she wouldn’t talk. She sighed loudly, grabbed the spoon from him, and ate it. “Are you happy?” she questioned in a mocking tone.
He grinned. “Very.”
She rolled her eyes and ate the remainder of the meal, even though she was quite hungry.
She huffed and put the dish down on the bed. He grabbed it up and got up to go, but not before kissing her forehead softly and saying goodnight, leaving her alone again.
Liam was lost in contemplation as he looked out the window at the clouds going past.
Alley, Nathan, and Saffron had all fallen asleep in the back seats.
Jason, who had insisted on going with them, was awake and sat down next to Liam, who was lost in contemplation.
“Sir…” he said.
Liam looked at him. “Liam.” He corrected him, and he nodded in accord.
Liam asked him, “Are you still writing your story?” Jason was astonished since he didn’t think Liam would ask that.
“Yes, I am.”
Liam let out a sigh. “Jason, can you promise me something?”
“Yes. Of course.” He said right away.
Liam looked down. “If this doesn’t end well, can you promise us a happy ending in your story?” Liam’s voice trembled at the end, and he felt a lump in his throat.
“Why are you being so hopeless, Liam?”
“I’m just saying it’s possible,” he said in a low voice. “Please promise me this.”
“Yes. Your story will end happily. In real life and in my story. Please don’t give up hope.”
“Thank you,” Liam said softly as he looked out the window again.
As Liam was leaving Ruby Garrison’s office after talking to him about Blake, he got a call from a number he didn’t know.
“Liam Whitmore here,” he stated in a chilly voice.
“Ah, Liam.” Blake’s voice on the other end made Liam’s jaw clench and his grasp on the phone tighten.
“Blake,” he said. “Where is she?”
He laughed in a dark way. “You aren’t beating around the bush, are you?”
He said, “You must really love her to come all the way to New Zealand.” “I swear, Blake—
“Ah-ha. Let me talk first before you start threatening to kill me and all that.” He said this in a calm voice, with a hint of humour.
Is this person real? Liam thought.
“So, Sophie is who you want to find. I know where she is. I mean, I know where she is because I took her. Anyway, I’m sending you an address. If you want to see her, you should go there.”
Liam’s mouth opened a little. “Are you drunk or do you really not know what you’re talking about? You’re just telling me where you are.”
Blake clicked his tongue. “Yes, just like that. But there’s one thing: come alone. It’s smart of you to get help from Ruby Garrison, but now you need to come alone. I can see everything you do, Liam. I can see where you go and who you meet. Be careful what you do next. If I see anyone other than you walking to this address, you might not see your precious fiancée again.”
“Tell me the f*****g address.” “You’re not very patient, are you?”
“Blake,” Liam said, and Blake laughed again. “Okay. I’m sending the address. I’ll see you there.”