After a powerful Sunday service, the Clark Sisters were ready for nothing more than food, laughter, and a peaceful afternoon. But peace was the last thing coming.
Out of nowhere, Drew Sheard-Detroit's most feared and powerful mafia boss-appeared, cu...
The restaurant incident had left Drew simmering with anger beneath the surface. He was still mad — furious, even — about how Karen's family had barged in and questioned them during what was supposed to be a private moment between him and his future wife. But Drew was careful. Despite his rage, he didn't want to scare Karen any more than he already had.
He was possessive, yes, ruthless in protecting what was his, but he still wanted her to feel safe — at least as safe as she could under his shadow. And for now, that meant taking her home.
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Karen's POV
I felt so relieved when Drew finally agreed to take me home. After all the chaos and tension, I just wanted to disappear into the safety of my own house, my own room — anywhere but with him.
When we got to my place, I didn't hesitate. The moment the car stopped, I opened my door and practically bolted inside, not looking back. The familiar walls of my childhood home wrapped around me like a fragile shield.
I ran straight to the bathroom, washing away the sweat and dirt of the night. The warm water was a small comfort against the cold dread lingering in my chest. Afterward, I slipped into my pajamas, exhausted in every way, and climbed into bed.
Sleep came quickly, but my dreams were restless — shadows of Drew's angry glare and harsh words haunting every corner of my mind.
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Drew's POV
I knew I'd overreacted — hell, I was full-on pissed. But I let her go home because I didn't want to lose her. I didn't want her to hate me or feel trapped in this twisted game we were playing.
I promised myself I'd make it up to her. Somehow. I had to prove that this wasn't just about control, about possession. It was about love — the only way I knew how to show it.
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Jacky's POV
I saw Karen run into the house without saying a word. Something was wrong — I could feel it. I waited about thirty minutes, trying to give her space, before finally heading upstairs to check on her.
I knocked lightly on her door. "Karen, what's wrong?"
She looked at me with haunted eyes. "Y'all made him mad by interrupting our time together... and I don't know what he's going to do."
My heart ached for my baby sister, but I felt powerless. Drew wasn't just some angry boyfriend — he was dangerous, ruthless, and obsessed. There was nothing we could really do to stop him from having her.
So I just held her tight until she finally fell asleep, and then I left quietly.
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Nobody's POV
After Jacky left Karen's room, Mama Mattie came downstairs. Her eyes immediately found Jacky's worried face.
"What's wrong, baby?" Mattie asked.
"It's Karen," Jacky replied, voice shaking. "Drew's mad... really mad that we interrupted their time. And we don't know what he's going to do."
Mattie sighed deeply. "Maybe it's time we help her find a way out. We need to talk to her first thing in the morning."
Jacky nodded silently. The weight of that decision pressed down on both of them, but for now, they decided to get some rest.
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The Next Morning — 6 AM
Mattie was the first up. She washed her face slowly, every movement deliberate, as if steeling herself for what was to come. After dressing, she went downstairs and began preparing breakfast — a small comfort for the family's heavy hearts.
Once the food was ready, she went to wake her daughters. Slowly, one by one, Karen, Jacky, Twinkie, and Dorinda appeared — fresh-faced but carrying invisible burdens.
They gathered around the table and said grace, their voices soft but full of unspoken prayers.
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Mama Mattie Speaks
"Well, baby girl," Mattie began gently, looking at Karen, "I heard what happened yesterday."
Karen just nodded, eyes downcast.
Mattie took a deep breath and continued, "We want to help you, sweetheart. We'll find a way to get you away from Drew."
Karen's eyes brimmed with tears. "Y'all can't help... there's no way out. He'll find me."
Jacky's voice softened. "Why are you so scared, Karebear?"
Karen swallowed hard. "You wanna know what he'd do to me... or to you?"
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Flashback — Karen's POV
I was running. As fast as I could. My lungs burned and my legs felt like they were about to give out. But no matter where I turned, I was trapped — every escape route blocked by guards, Drew's men.
I stopped, tears streaming down my face. How did my life come to this?
There was nothing I could do to stop him — not really.
Then he grabbed me — his hands like steel around my neck, dragging me back to the house.
"This is your warning," he hissed.
I sobbed, broken, as he pulled out pictures of my family. "Anyone who gets in my way dies."
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Flashback Ends — Karen's POV
"I can't escape him," I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Mattie's face was hard but full of determination. "We'll find a way," she promised before rushing upstairs, leaving her plate untouched.
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What Mama Mattie Cooked That Morning: • Fluffy buttermilk pancakes stacked high • Crispy bacon strips • Scrambled eggs with cheese • Freshly squeezed orange juice and hot coffee
What mama Mattie cooked
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Reflection & Questions
I'm sorry I haven't updated y'all sooner — things got intense. • Do y'all think the Clark family will find a way to help Karen? • Will Drew force Karen to live with him permanently? • Does Karen even have a chance to escape?
