They were back in New York and back in their house. Living in their old little bubble.

Liam had to fly to Boston for work.

She was helping him pack his stuff. He snaked his arms around her and said: "You could still go with me as my assistant." She smiled and said"I'd like to stay here. Just promise me you'll come back soon."

"I promise."

Emily's heart was not at ease at him going away. She felt like something will happen if he goes away. He was going away for almost a week.

He rolled his cabin bag out the front door and his driver took it from him.

He ran back into the house and kissed her hard and said: "How am I gonna live without you for a week?" He kissed her again and she said"Look forward to coming back to me. That'll make you come back early."

"Good idea."

He kissed her again and said"I love you. Call me every night, understand?"

"Understood."

He kissed her one last time and pecked her cheek before going

Liam was talking to her almost every day for 3 days straight. Even in his heart, he felt uneasy leaving her behind.

6 days went by very lonely for both of them. Sure, they talked every night but that still wasn't enough.

When he was gonna come back, that day was his birthday.

She decided to make him his favorite food and cake for him. She baked three pies. One for Curtis as well.

He was gonna come back that day and she was excited to see him.

Instantly all the lights went off in the house. She gasped and thought it was Liam's doing.

She smiled and said, "Liam please don't do this." No answer.

She felt the warmth behind her. Like someone was present. Her breathing quickened. She felt a kiss on her ear and a voice"Hello, Emily."

She knew that voice. The voice she's been trying to get away from. The voice of the devil himself.

Tears formed in her eyes. Arms snaked around her stomach, holding her in a tight grip. Disgusting kisses trailed on her neck. She couldn't talk. Couldn't move. Her body hurt because she was stiff.

She started crying"Please let me go" His hand roamed on her stomach disgustingly.

She was pushed on the floor. Hitting her head on the corner of the kitchen island.

She cried in pain. A kick she felt on her stomach. Making her cry more. A heavy weighted body hovered on her. She could smell alcohol on him.

She begged, "Please let me go, David." He muffled her mouth. His hands shamelessly roamed her body.

He said, "Why would I let go of such a good piece of meat?" She could see his face in the night darkness.

She kneed him between his legs and he cried out in pain. She removed him and stood to run away but he held her ankle and she fell down again. A hard loud slap against her cheek and she cried more.

He held her shirt collar and tore it apart. She kicked and thrashed but he was so strong than her.

She screamed and cried. But he did not stop. He shouted, "Stop moving or I'll shoot you, bitch!" She froze but that didn't stop her from crying more.

She heard the lock of a gun and aimed at her forehead. The cold metal running a shiver down her spine.

He got up from the floor and shouted: "Stand up!" She cried more.

He shouted again"STAND THE FUCK UP!" She did as he told her. A sadistic smile on his face.

He aimed her and said, "Remove your clothes." She froze.

He shouted, "REMOVE YOUR CLOTHES OR I WILL SHOT YOU IN YOUR GOD DAMN HEAD!" With shaky hands, she did as she was told. She removed the tore shirt off her shoulder. She unzipped her midi skirt and it fell on the floor.

He said"Fuck" under his breath.

She could see his bulge forming in his blue denim jeans. She cried more.

Without removing the gun he said"Taking everything off." She stood there. Not moving. Not breathing. So scared.

She heard a gunshot and the wall glass behind him shattered. He had shot through the glass.

He said, "The next bullet will be in your head." She unclasped her bra. And pushed down her panties. Standing bare naked in front of his disgusting form.

He coed"No so strong without Liam now, are ya!" She covered her chest with her arm and crossed her legs. Trying to hide from is a disgusting gaze. She prayed for Liam to get home early. He began shattering everything in the kitchen. Throwing the glasses on the floor.

The glass grazing her calves making her cry more and more. He threw the food she made on the floor. Shattering everything completely. The cake on the floor that she made just for Liam. He even kicked the cake around with his shoe.

After destroying the whole kitchen he said: "If you tell anyone about this I'm gonna shoot you next." He ran from there. He left.

She walked to the stairs, blood running down her feet from her calves. She sat naked on the cold stairs. Bringing her knees to her chest and her chin resting on her knee. She was in a shocking state. Tears coming down her cheek.

I couldn't wait to see her.

Today was my birthday and I knew she must've done something for me. Which excited me more.

I got home and all the lights were off.

Is she not home?

I went through the door and saw the house messy. Like there were signs of some kind of struggle.

I called her name"Emily!" No answer.

My heart pounded in my chest.

Where is she?

I looked at the food on the floor. And even fabric. Her clothes. Her clothes were on the floor. Her shirt was tore. Tears glazed my eyes as I saw drops of blood on the floor. I ran my fingers in my hair and called her again"Emily!"

No answer.

There were shoe marks with what seemed like chocolate.

I called her phone and I could hear her phone ring in the house. I again said"Emily."

I turned around and she was on the stairs. Naked. Dry tears on her cheek. Her face looked blank. Lifeless. Her calves and feet were bloody.

I ran to her and touched her. She didn't move or looked at me. My tears ran down my cheek. My Emily was not responding.

I turned her face towards mine. And asked, "What happened?" She whispered blankly"David."

My anger shot up. But I was more worried about why wasn't she responding to anything. I shook her hard and she looked at me shocked.

A breath escaped her lips" Liam." Her tears rolled down her cheek again.

She looked like she just realized that I was here. She started crying. I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her. And held her to my chest. She cried out loud on my chest.

I held her face and looked at her. I asked, "Did he touch you?" My body shaking from rage. She cried and nodded her head. Her cheek was swollen. I saw a bruise forming on her stomach. I couldn't bring myself to speak again but I had too"Did h-he g-get...." I couldn't even speak. I again tried to say"D-did he tried to rape you?" She nodded her head again. I was shaking more.

I felt hot in this newfound rage that I didn't even know I had. I again said, "Did he take advantage of you?" She shook her head negative and I let out a sigh. I will get that bastard. I don't care about my plans. I will kill him.

She suddenly heads a breathing problem. She was shaking. I held her face and said"Look at me. Count with me... 1...2"

"T-t-t-three... f-four... fi-fi"

"Five..."

"S-six...seven... e-e"

"Eight... nine"

"Ten"

She stopped shaking and cried more.

My gaze fell between her legs and I saw blood between them.

She followed my gaze down to her body and her breathing hitched. I ran up the stairs and got my large sweater and threw some of her clothes in a bag I could find.

I ran down to her and slipped the sweater on her tiny slim body. It fit her like a dress, reaching below her knee. I picked her up in my arms and ran out of the house and put her in my car.

I drive to the hospital looking at her again. My blue sweater was covered in blood from the bottom. And my car seat too but I didn't care.

She started screaming in pain. Clutching her stomach.

This was not good.

I stopped at the emergency door and picked her up and ran in the hospital.

Her screams were heard but the doctors. My white suit shirt was already bloody.

The doctors came running with a stretcher. I laid her down on it and he held my hand with her small ones and cried in pain more and more.

They took her into the examination room and the nurse stopped me. I took off my jacket and loosened my tie and rolled up my sleeves. Blood all over my shirt.

I sat in the chair my head in my hands and tears rolled down my cheek as I couldn't calm myself. I was angry. I saw red.

I called David. He picked up the phone and I said"You have made the biggest mistake in your life. Watch your back, David Parker. I'm coming for you in ways that you couldn't even imagine."

Before he could speak I canceled the call and waited for my baby.

2 hours passed and no one said anything.

I saw the doors open and they were bringing her on a stretcher. Change of clothes. Drips on her hand. Her calves were dressed.

The main doctor came to me and asked"We've tried everything but we could not save it. The fetus. There was a two-month-old fetus in your wife. I'm sorry." I asked, "Can I see her?"

"He's under anesthesia. But she'll wake in an hour or two. I recommend meeting her when she awakes".

My heart hurt so bad.

A fetus.

A baby.

Our baby.

My child.

My baby was gone.

I called Curtis. He picked up the phone with his cheery voice. I said, "David attacked Emily."

"What?!"

"I'm in the hospital"

"Is she okay?"

"We lost the baby"

"I'll be there as soon as possible"

I waited an hour until Curtis arrived. He ran to me and said, "Where is she?"

"In her room. Unconscious"

"How did it all happen?"

"I don't know. I came home from the airport and she was naked on the stairs. Bloody"

"Shit!"

He ran his hands through his brown hair. And rubbed his palms on his face. He asked, "Can we see her?"

"The doctor told me not too"

"You okay, man?"

"I'll be fine. I'm going to the bathroom"

I went to the bathrooms and locked myself in a stall. I cried.

Why does everything in my life have to go bad? Why did you fucking do to earn this? What is her fault that she had to suffer?!!

After 5 minutes I came out and Curtis was talking to the doctor.

They looked at me and I knew there was no good news. Curtis said, "I think you should sit down for this." I did and he sat beside me. His hand on my shoulder. Like he was holding me before I fall.

The doctor said"It's a miscarriage. The wound on her stomach looked like someone kicked her with incredible force. And because of that, the internal wall in her stomach is badly bruised. Some internal bruises were old but this one was bad. Really bad. It may have caused your wife's chances to not be pregnant again. And if she does get pregnant then the birth of the child could lead her to sudden death. I'm sorry, Mr. Knight."

I couldn't have children with her anymore. And I can't put her life in danger.

The doctor went away and I told Curtis"Get the lawyers ready. We're taking our action against him. I don't care what happens. We're doing it." He nods.

I waited patiently for her to wake up.

It was already morning and I had sent Curtis home. I haven't changed from my blood white shirt. I haven't eaten. I haven't done anything except to wait for her. They wouldn't even let me see her.

A nurse went running in her room and I did too. She was gaining conscious.

She looked bad. Really bad. Her face was swollen. Eye bags under her eyes. She looked like she was in pain.

The nurse checked her. Emily's brown eyes were on me the whole time.

The nurse went out and Emily broke down. Crying. I ran to her and sat beside her kissing her cheek and trying to calm her with comfortable words.

She stopped crying for a while after.

The doctor came in and he told Emily everything he told me. She was shocked to know that she was pregnant.

When the doctor left she cried again and said"I'm so sorry. I couldn't protect it."

I held her face"It's okay. It's not your fault. None of it is." She cried more. I said"You need to be strong for a while. It's our turn. We're bringing that man down and sending him away and out of our lives I promise you, they all will be gone soon."

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