Hillary’s POV
They say when you die, you’ll see a very bright light, a light that would lead you to a better place. They say you have to follow that light and then you’ll get to your final destination in life.
Well, that’s all bullshit!!!
I saw no fucking light, none at all. It was just pitch darkness. The darkness was so weakening and frustrating, I could see a thing, not a damn thing. I walked in the darkness for a very long time, searching for something or someone or anything that could explain how I got here and what the hell I’m doing here. The last thing I remember is driving out of the hotel to go and stop them from burying my Nathan when he is still alive. I was going to expose Ariel,
Yes, that was the plan. I had discovered that she has a stake in all that is happening to him. I just discovered that she is a cunning both that wants to get married a Trent by all means. I had all the evidence I need to prove that she is a fake murderous bitch that has evil plans for both Nathan and I. But how did I deviate from my destination, how did I end up here?
Miguel!!!
That Bastard!!
That Asshole!
It’s got to be him. He had been trying to stop me from going to that cathedral, he doesn’t want me to chase after Ariel. I think he is hiding something from me, he knows something and he doesn’t want to share it with me. He must have followed me when I left the house and I didn’t know, I have no fucking idea. He drugged me and brought me here, he tied me down here to stop me from carrying out my plans.
No, wait…
My hands and legs aren’t tied. If it were tired, I won’t be able to walk around in this darkness. I don’t feel restrained and I don’t look dead either, or am I dead?
“No, my love. You are not dead.” I heard someone say a few feet away from me. That voice, I would recognize that voice even if I was dead. My heart leaped with joy as I turned to look around me, searching for my desire. A lone tear slipped down my cheeks as I searched frantically for him, but I couldn’t find him. All I could see was darkness, total darkness.
“Nate… is that you?” I asked skeptically, taking slow steps in the direction of the voice that I just heard right now. My heart was beating faster, I don’t know what to expect and I don’t know what is happening here. This is how those horror movies begin, the next thing you see is an angry monster chasing and killing everyone on its part. I am not going to be eaten by an angry, hungry monster. Definitely not today, not ever. It can’t be Nathan, Nathan won’t play with my emotions this way, he is not a heartless monster, if truth be told, I would say that he loves me way more than I love him. He would never do anything to hurt me, never. He promised never to hurt me and I’m sure he is going to keep to his promise, he won’t taunt and toil with me this way. It’s got to be Miguel or that sick bitch Ariel, I don’t care who it is, I ain’t scared of anyone, not Ariel and her thugs and certainly not Miguel. I won’t hide or cower in fear because if them, I’ll face them head-on, I’ll do it for Nathan.
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