Fierce and Stubborn Ana meets an equally stubborn and arrogant Christian, without any knowledge about the secret that connects their pasts. What will happen when that secret comes out in the open? Will love be enough to ignore the betrayal?
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DISCLAIMER: Fifty shades of Grey or its characters do NOT belong to me. I own the plot and more than a few characters though. I would like to remind you that this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or places is accidental.
Thanks so much to my awesome Beta, Ninkita
PS::: I do not sympathize with killers. It's just a story and for the sake of the story, just go with the flow. If it's a trigger, I would recommend not to read. Thank you.
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Chapter -1:
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Carla had to stop walking as the pain increased. She grabbed onto her swollen belly and cried out. Her labor pain was coming fast and she was nowhere near a hospital. The street was deserted. Not a single car had passed since she had started walking. She had been on her way to the hospital when her car stopped in the middle of this deserted road.
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She thought she would be able to walk, but after 20 minutes of walking, she knew she had made a mistake. She should've called 911. She thought she didn't need anyone... that she would be able to do everything alone. Wasn't that the reason she had divorced her husband? She was now calling herself a 'moron'. She knew if Ray was with her, he would've taken care of her. She wouldn't have had to fear that she was going to die and so was her child if they didn't get any help soon. Suddenly, as if answering her prayer, a car started coming through the road. Carla waved one of her hands, hoping it would stop. The car passed by her without stopping. Carla started crying harder as her knees buckled underneath her from intense contractions.
Seeing the pregnant woman fall on her knees in pain, the driver of the car stopped his car and reversed it till the car was in front of her. He got out and before he could ask anything, Carla begged, "Help!"
The man stared at her with a puzzled look on his face like he was watching an alien. Carla finally noticed that the man was tall, had black hair, and deep blue eyes. He was wearing a snug black hoodie, with a pair of light blue jeans, black baseball hat, and white tennis shoes. His shoes had blood on them and so did his pants. Carla would've thought about it more but she was in too much pain to do that. "Help, please. Please save my baby," she pleaded.
Without saying a word, the man opened the back door of his car. He picked Carla in his arms easily and placed her inside. "How far apart is your pain?" he asked.
"I'm too far gone. I'm feeling intense pressure down there," Carla gasped out.
"We're too far from a hospital. You'll have to give birth here. I'll help," the man stated emotionlessly.
"B-but..." Carla started to protest but another contraction shot through her. It was worse than the previous ones.
"No time," the man announced before going to the back of the car. He opened the trunk and got out a medical bag, a large plastic sheet, and a few towels. He moved Carla enough to get the plastic sheet under her before settling her on it. He bundled the towels and placed them under her head. Putting on a pair of gloves, he started examining Carla. The baby was crowning. "Your baby is crowning. On the next contraction, push as hard as you can," he ordered.
