His Heartbeat

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

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It was a pleasant sunny day when the guards opened the giant black metal gates of the Knight Mansion and a speeding Red Audi R8 limited edition sports car slid into the driveway.

Christian Knight stepped out of his car in a charcoal grey suit, seething in rage, and slammed the door of the car shut with a rude bang. He strode towards the gorgeous Italian-styled Knight Mansion crossing the expanded water fountain.

The house helper opened the magnificent mahogany door and respectfully greeted him, but Christian ignored it. “Where is Grandpa?” He asked, his nostrils flaming in anger.

“Sir, they are in the living area.” The house helper answered meekly and Christian turned on his heels, taking long strides sauntering towards the living area, where he saw his father Luke Knight and grandfather Leo Knight sitting together enjoying coffee and chatting about some forthcoming projects.

Christian charged toward them with blazing eyes. “Grandpa, how can you do this to me?” He thundered, glaring at him. “How can you take such an important decision of my life without asking me?” He raised his voice and his eyes shifted to his father, Luke.

“Dad, at least you say something to him!! Why does he want me to get married? And that too with an Indian girl?? Indian!!” Christian said in a high pitch, raving in anger, and glared at his grandfather. “Grandpa, I think you skipped, but I am already in a relationship with Lia. I introduced you to her a few weeks ago.”

“Son, let me get straight to the point. If you want to take over the position of CEO in Knight Group, then you must marry the girl I have chosen for you. Accept it or leave it. The decision is yours.” Leo responded calmly, with a small smile playing on his lips. “I can give the CEO’s position to your cousin, Jake. He is ready for it!” Leo stated while taking a sip of his coffee.

“Even I am ready to take the position, Grandpa, but you are imposing superfluous conditions here and I can’t fulfil them. I am already in a relationship with Lia. I love her, damn it!!” Christian almost shrieked while adding the last part.

“Chris, calm down!” Luke glared at him, but Christian was on a rampage.

“Why doesn’t he understand? I love my company. I have worked my ass off! Why is he mixing my professional and personal life?” Christian shrieked, but Leo was as calm as the sea, listening to him, taking a sip of his coffee occasionally.

“Listen, Grandpa, if I have to choose between Lia and the company. Lia will be the one I choose. I know I am qualified enough to build my own Empire and I don’t need the Knight group to prove my worth. I will gladly leave everything behind for her.” He made his last statement.

"Son, you don’t love her. She has just made you feel like you love her, but that’s not true. Come out of your Lala land. She is trying to fool you! Lia is not the right one. She is just after your money, like your other ex-girlfriends.” Leo clearly stated his feelings.

He continued, “The girl I have chosen for you is perfect. She is beautiful, simple, smart, intelligent, and she has all those excellences a guy wishes to have in his wife. You are going to marry her and that’s final.” Leo stood up to leave.

"Fine, if that’s your final decision, I am giving up this business and this house for Lia. I don’t need this company or Knight’s legacy to establish myself. I can achieve everything on my own, and yeah, that Indian bitch, get her married to your loving Jake because I’m not going to marry her in this life.” Christian roared.

Leo turned and smiled at Christian. “Jake already wants to marry her, but I have chosen her for you. Anyway, when you have decided to leave, then who the hell am I to impede? God bless you, son. I wish you and Lia to always be happy together.” Leo blessed the eternal soulmates, taking a glance at his wristwatch.

“You have exactly two hours from now. Pack your bags and leave this house, but remember, you can take only your clothes with you and nothing else. Goodbye son.” Leo said, waving his hand and left.

“Dad, what are you saying?” Luke, Christian’s father, followed Leo out to stop him while Christian stood there, dumbfounded, looking at his grandfather’s disappearing figure. He couldn’t figure out what was happening to him all of a sudden.

Grandpa, who always loved and cherished him, left him today for a girl that he recently met during his visit to India.

Seething in anger, Christian turned and smashed all the bottles on the bar counter, cussing out the girl who has destroyed all his dreams and left the Knight Mansion to be with Lia

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