Little Wife of the Crippled CEO

The machine beep and so did the watch on William Lloyd 's wrist; he taps the button and treadmill slow down. His assistant, Da Silva enters the gym room as soon as he gets off and hand him a face towel to wipe off his sweat.

"What time does Marcus arrives?" He asked walking out of the room and head to the bedroom.

"He did not say"

"Who again did you send to pick him up from the airport?” he asked wiping off his sweat with a small towel and throws it at him.

"Director Young" Da Silva answered taking the towel off his face and hurry after him.

William frown his face and send Da Silva a glare before opening the door of the bedroom, he halt suddenly with one of his legs in and the other out then turn back to Da Silva

"Clothes?" He asked

"Miss Love said she already prepared one"

William nods his head and closes the door at his face.

He walks into the spacious room to see Allison sitting in front of the mirror in a short towel exposing her chest.

She smile broadly seeing him and go to put her hands around his neck, she plant a kiss on his lips and William grab her waist desiring for more.

"You are going to be late Mr. Lloyd " she told him giggling

"The company can wait" he said moving his face to take her lips fully but she tilt her head back.

"Lilly will be here soon to pick me up, I need to dress up" she said referring to her manager and moves her hands away from his neck but William grab it and pull it back.

"You shouldn't have kiss me then" he told her and trail his hand from her waist to her back, his eyes trail over her open front honeycomb wanting a taste of it.

He grasp her dark rose lips imprisoning them into his lips, he move his hand to remove the towel which is in the way but light knocks come on the door causing her to grip on to the towel and break the kiss.

"Mr. Lloyd?"

William cuss in his breathe wishing he could drag him outside and punch him until he can no longer hear his voice.

He let go of Allison who also look displeased walking back to the mirror to redo her makeup.

"What is it?" He yells at Da Silva as he open the door.

"Marcus arrived earlier than we thought and he is on his way to the company"

William's face turn sour at the information and he slam the door at his face, he went straight into the bathroom and quickly dresses up ready to go to the company.

He kiss Allison goodbye telling her that he will see her in two days time after her trip to country B for work.

“Lilly is stuck in traffic; can you please drop me off?” Allison asked putting a final touch to her face.

They take the elevator down to the secret back entry of the house to avoid getting seen by anyone especially the paparazzi who hasn't stop pestering them since the leaked photos of them holding hands.

Allison is one of the top models who work for his company and rumors of their relationship has been flying around

"I already asked our team to take care of things" Da Silva said to assure him.

"Make sure there is no mistake" he replies and walks out of the elevator with Allison behind him.

Da Silva rush forward to get the car for him and rush to get it for his girlfriend too before running to open the driver’s seat and drives out of the parking garage into the road.

William focus on the tablet in his hands concentrating on it with a serious look on his face, Allison who already know not to disturb him whenever he’s in the Boss’s mood focus on her phone

William tries not to make a big deal of it but she could not help but question the fact that Marcus arrived two hours earlier than scheduled.

He had spent the weekend in his vacation house with Allison after getting the report of her pregnancy and plans to marry her despite his grandfather's objection.

William can't help but think he has a hand in bringing Marcus back earlier than scheduled

He flips the screen feeling hyped up as he still can't figure it out and thought of calling Fabian Blair, the vice president but the car swerve sharply making him drop the tablet and jolt forward, he glare at Da Silva with questioning eyes.

He wants to scold him for the bad drive but the car makes another swerve causing him to hit his head on the front seat.

William hold his forehead and look up to yell at Da Silva but there is a terrified look on his face, his eyes flashes to the road and Da Silva makes another swerve trying to avoid crashing into another vehicle.

"Step on the freaking brake!" He yells at him but look down to see he already has his feet on it trying to pull the car to a stop but it won't bulge.

"The car seems to be increasing speed on its own and the brake is not working sir" Da Silva said to him in a panic state and make more dangerous swerves trying not to kill others.

He would have preferred killing others if it is to save his own life but crashing into other cars doesn't guarantee his life.

The loud nerve-wracking heartbeat of Allison did not help the situation either but only adds the nervousness going on in William’s head.

“Are we going to die? I don’t want to die!” she cried grabbing his wrist

William held onto her and hugged her closely afraid their baby would get hurt

Da Silva try to think of what to do to avoid the looming accident, the car keep increasing speed on its own and the warning light alert them of the danger.

The sound adds to William's panic state of mind and he loses concentration.

The car goes into more dangerous turns which force everyone gluing to their seat while Da Silva lost his grip on the steering causing them to finally crash into a woman on a tricycle about to make a turn to the road they are on.

The windscreen shatters, breaking into the car. The right rear view mirror fly off the car, William use his body to shield Allison from the glasses and the tiny pieces pierce his skin.

He fall with his head down, his body waist down trap in-between the driver's body which is resting on him and emergency brake crushing his bones and one of his feet get stuck under the clutch.

The car turn again shattering the window glass on William's side, the pieces hit him painfully but he is unable to make a sound rather he screams inside.

The car stand on its roof crashing the three of them more, he move his eyeballs to see Allison stuck at the back seat and Da Silva ’s head drain in blood, he gasp for breathe not wanting to give up but his mind lost itself and he lost consciousness...