The staff enters carrying trays of food and sets up an area that acts as a buffet. There are no less than thirty people in the room. Victoria reintroduces me to cousins, aunts, uncles, and after I realize how many people are here, I get nervous. Of course I’ve met them before, but I can’t remember half of their names because her family is so large. Considering the magnitude of this dinner, I understand how much everything will change once she announces the pregnancy.
The smile I wear is as fake as Victoria’s tits, but I play the role of doting husband so well her cousins are jealous of our relationship. I want to scream out that it’s not real, it’s pretend, and explain how much I actually despise the woman standing next to me. While I owe her my life, I feel as if I’m repaying her with it. Free will isn’t something I’m privy to anymore because I have zero decision-making power. At this rate, I’m better off dead.
After everyone has filled their plates with food and the tables are full of her family, Victoria stands and reaches for me. I grab her hand and stand.
“I just wanted to take this opportunity to let you all know we’re expecting!” Victoria beams excitedly.
The room bursts into cheers and congratulations, and her grandmother cries. I kiss Victoria and hold her in my arms as she smiles. “Tell them the rest of the news, sweetie,” she adds.
“We’re having twins!” I force out as cheerfully as I can as the photographer snaps an ungodly number of pictures.
“Twins?” Her father gasps. “What a blessing!”
The words that come out of his mouth are full of hypocrisy. He can celebrate his daughter’s pregnancy with such ease yet doesn’t think twice about stealing life from others. Pretty sure he’s the actual devil.
Hours pass in a blur, and after we’ve eaten and Victoria has shared all the information about the babies, it’s time to go. The entire family is overly ecstatic about the news, and I’m exhausted from listening to their plans and guesses about the genders. At this rate, she’ll have no less than five baby showers and diaper parties, along with exclusive baby clothes made by her designer aunt. We say our goodbyes, and by the time we make it home, I have a full-blown migraine.
We take the elevator up, and once we’re alone, the act is quickly dropped.
“You seem pleased.” I loosen my tie and remove my suit jacket.
“I am.” She grabs my hand. “I was thinking you should consider moving here, maybe for the next year or so, to help with the babies and prove to my family that we tried to make this work.”
“No.” I rip my hand from hers, fully aware of the manipulative tactics she’s trying to use. “It wasn’t part of the agreement.”
“Me getting pregnant wasn’t either but look what happened.” She shrugs with a half-smile.
I suck in a sharp breath. “I need proof they’re mine.”
“And when you have that, then what will you do?”
“I’m done talking about this,” I state firmly, and she grins. “Are you going to tell me where Maddie is now?”
“No. She’s fine, but if you keep it up, she won’t be. Just keep pressing me. Understand?” She bats her eyelashes, loving the control she has over me.
“Heard you loud and clear,” I say before turning and going to my room, not having the strength to argue with her after tonight, hoping that Maddie really is okay. I could try to steal Victoria’s phone and scour through her messages, but she doesn’t allow it to leave her palm. Without a doubt, the information I need is on that device.
The day replays in my head, and it’s hard to believe how much has happened in twenty-four hours. Her family now knows the secret. It won’t be long until the whole city does, considering how proud Johnny was about becoming a grandfather. The thought of it makes me sick because just when I think things can’t get any worse, the universe laughs and shows me otherwise.
Chapter Three
MADDIE
I’ve been a hostage for two days. Hostage might be a stretch, considering they aren’t torturing me, and I’m allowed to eat and basically do whatever I want—as long as I don’t try to escape.
Ty is nice so far, but Eric acts like he has a permanent stick up his ass. I’ve learned that they work for and report directly to Victoria, not her dad. Neither of them knew what their mission was before coming here and were told shortly before my arrival. I’m good at asking the right questions even if they hadn’t meant to tell me that information. Eric scowls at Ty anytime he talks to me, but I’m bored as fuck. If I don’t talk to someone, I’ll go insane.