Chapter 62.
Courtney POV.
I wake up on something soft. I groan as my head thuds to its own beat. It feels like there is a
rave happening in my head with tap dancing leprechauns.
“What the f**k happened?” I mumble as I open my eyes and I blink to clear my vision. I look
around the room and I’m in a beautiful bedroom. The walls are a pale blue with white
furniture. I look down and see I’m in a vest top. Lifting the white quilt, I see I’m in shorts. My
shorts, my pyjamas.
Who changed me?
Why am I here?
What the hell is going on?
I look at the bedside table and see the picture of me and momma. There is a cold bottle of
water and some painkillers. I reach over and grab it. Unscrewing the cap and gulping the
water down, leaving the painkillers.
I rip the quilt back, and shuffle to the edge of the bed and stand up. I stagger but brace myself.
I take in the room and I know I’m not at home. I walk towards one of the doors and open it to
find a closet with all my clothes hanging neatly. Ok, this is weird.
I close the door and move to the next one and it’s a bathroom. Thank you God. I walk in and my jaw drops at the room. It’s gorgeous. A claw–foot bathtub sits in the middle of the room. A shower enclosure in the far corner. There are double sinks with a huge mirror. I look around in
awe. Seeing another door and walking to it and there’s the toilet. I sigh in relief.
After using the toilet, I wash my hands and it is then that I look out of the window and I stop
mid rinse and as I look at a white sand beach and crystal clear waters. Wow! I must be
dreaming, right? I even pinch my arm and wince, nope not dreaming.
Where the f**k am I and who brought me here?
I leave the bathroom and head to the other door and push the handle down and pull the door open. I nervously look down the hall and nothing, nobody. Ok, get it together, Courtney.
I take a step onto the cold marble tile and walk towards the stairs and look over the banister
and I see the front door. I walk down the stairs slowly, listening and looking for whoever
bought me here.
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Once I’m at the bottom, I look around. It is a beautiful home. I wander around and it’s bizarre.
There is nobody here. Like at all, only me.
I walk to the front door and it’s locked, figures. I sigh and turn and go in search of food. Whoever’s house this is won’t mind me making something to eat, surely?
I walk past a picture and stop in my tracks, slowly turning my head as I take in the picture and my breath catches in my throat.
No, it can’t be.
I move closer and rub my eyes to make sure I am seeing this right.
“What the hell are you playing at?” I jump slightly hearing that voice. What?
“You know I had to make it believable. This was the plan. So stop getting your panties in a damn twist. She is here, she is safe. That is what matters. So stop being a p***y and get your head out of your ass.” I freeze, knowing who both of those voices belong to. But why? Why do
all of this to get me here?
I move closer to the voices and I.hear a scuffle and stop in my tracks. Then I hear a grunt and something break. I jump with a shriek, but thank god they can’t hear me.
I turn and waddle my fat, pregnant ass back up the stairs. I hide against the wall as the voices
get louder. They are moving through the house now.
“I told
you this needed to happen. You agreed to have that b***h killed. Hell, did you think I didn’t know Chloe survived? Of course I did. Whether we like it or not, she will try to make me disappear for what I did to her. She is still following Grim’s orders. Grim is too blinded by his need for revenge that he doesn’t give a s**t about Chloe. Hell, he knew I killed Michelle, and he wasn’t even fazed by it. So do me a favour. Stop being f*****g dramatic. You knew this needed to happen, and you f*****g agreed it was the only way to keep Courtney safe.” Storm says, and
I ball my hands into fists.
He drugged me and bought me here. Well, we will see about that. I don’t know who I can trust anymore. But there is more going on than I originally thought.
“I know, I know that Storm. We should have told Courtney what was happening. Not letting her
think you were the enemy. You were only following orders. This is a f*****g mess. When she wakes up, she is going to lose her shit.” I cover my mouth with my hand as I listen to him.
“Besides, Courtney has made a pact with Ivanov. She offered you and Chloe to him. What do
you think will happen when he realises that won’t happen now?” he spits and I hold my breath, listing to their argument.
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“Don’t worry about Ivanov. He already knows the plan. He was more than willing to take that
old cunt. After all, it was Benito who backed out of the arrangement, not me. As for Katya, she
only wants Chloe because Chloe was rubbing it in her face. Katya, like me, didn’t want the
marriage. She was willing to walk away until Chloe started her s**t. Ivanov doesn’t want me, he wants my grand father and Chloe. He kills me. Then there is no heir to the Bianchi line. My father is dying, so he can’t be don. But I can.” Storm says and I’m reeling. It was all a setup.
An elaborate plan to get rid of Benito and Chloe. But what about Grim?
“No matter. Courtney is going to be pissed when she finds out.” I feel sick, like I’m actually
going to throw up.
“Then we will deal with it. You seem to forget it wasn’t just your order I was following. It was
Chief’s as well. Grim thinks he is untouchable. He thinks he is smart, but he isn’t. Trust me on
this. Chief knows what he is doing, so do you and so do I. You knew we had to act. Neither of
us wants Courtney in Grim’s hands. It’s time to step up,” Storm says and I gulp down the bile down and I know I have to make myself known. I have heard everything they have both said.
“Kaden is going to be pissed. Courtney is pregnant with his daughter. Kaden won’t stop until
he has her back. You know this and so does Chief. Chief should have told Kaden what the plan was. Courtney is going to be heartbroken. I don’t want to hurt her.” That’s it, I’ve heard
enough.
“You already have.” I shout as I step forward and lean my elbows on the banister and look
down at Storm before I turn my head and look at the other man.
“Courtney I …”
“Save it. I thought you were different. But you’re not. You are like the rest of them. You watched as I set up that meeting with Ivanov and you didn’t say a f*****g word. You could have come to me and told me that you, Chief, Ivanov, and even Storm had a f*****g plan. But you didn’t. You made me look a complete and utter t**t. You had me drugged! You took me away from my man. You disgust me! But no more. I can’t believe you did this to me. Me! Your f*****g daughter. So tell me, dad, was it worth it?”
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