Her Mysterious Life – In love with her secret savior

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Listening to that heartbeat, she doesn't know why but a wave of warmth spreads in her heart. 

She started to feel better. 

"I didn't think I would be this timid. Seven years. Nothing changed. I am afraid of them just like before." Kyra said, looking into the sky. 

"Who are they?" Oliver asked

Kyra didn't speak for a few seconds and Oliver didn't pressurize her. He has all the time and he would wait for her to open up. 

Even now, he is trying his luck. 

"Do you know Roberts? Kyra asked, her eyes still focussed on the horizon. 

"Roberts family?" Oliver asked. 

"Of course I know. They run the Roberts group. Their business was not huge eight years ago. It expanded dramatically in these seven years." Oliver told her everything he knows about that family. 

"Samuel Roberts is my step father and his wife, Angela Roberts is my biological mother." Kyra said. 

Oliver froze when he heard that. He guessed that Kyra is from this place as she knew him nine to ten years ago. 

But he didn't give it a serious thought as Kyra is from Collins family based in London. He thought that she was here for a brief time, perhaps for vacation and that was when she saw him. 

He didn't expect her to be a citizen of the USA. Her British slang is so perfect that he thought she was from the UK. 

He thought she has learnt to speak in American slang for fitting here but, it is the other way around. 

"So, Collins are -" Oliver was about to ask but Kyra interjected. 

"They are my adopted family." she finished. 

"They adopted me four years back." Kyra added. 

Oliver didn't know how to respond, so he stayed quiet. 

"I was actually from a town in California. I was born and raised in that town by my biological father and his wife, my step mother, who already had two kids." 

"My childhood… it's neither a good time to cherish nor remember. My father didn't love me as I reminded him more of my biological mother who left him after they were in an accident and he injured his leg." 

"My step mother, though didn't try to harm me, she didn't care for me. She gave me a hard time in the house and her children, well, they never treated me like a sister but more like a free slave." 

"The only person who cared for me at that time was my grandmother. She didn't live with us but she used to visit us once a week." 

"Sixteen years went like that and my struggles started when my grandmother died. My father disappeared and I was called a witch by the people in town." 

"They called me bad luck. They believed that I was the reason for the unfortunate situation in the family. I used to have nightmares about something at that time. What could I do?" Kyra sobbed, remembering those days. They were horrible as well. 

Oliver could only comfort her and kiss her forehead. If she is bad luck, how would her company be in a good position? If she is really a hotspot of unfortunate situations, how would she be able to save her patients in the surgery room?? 

Kyra snuggles more into his warmth. At this point of time, she is sitting on his lap. 

Oliver is having his arms protectively wrapped around her body. Kyra is resting her head on his chest and her arms are wrapped around his waist. 

"I was so depressed at that time and I didn't have any moral support. I was so alone and distressed that I tried to kill myself." 

"I thought I would really die but at that same time, my biological mother saved me. I never saw her as she left me when I was just three." 

"She brought me here to the Roberts family. They were very good to me. They loved me, pampered me and treated me like their own child." 

"For someone who didn't have a proper family till then, it was a blessing. I got attached to them in a very short span of time." 

"Soon, I was blinded by their love. Two years… this continued for two years and on my birthday, they gave me some papers and asked me to sign on it." 

"I, a fool blinded by that kind facade, thought that it was some birthday gift and signed on it without reading." 

"That evening, they took me somewhere. It was an old house. I remember that place too well." 

"Those shabby houses, it's musty smell, the dead plants around them…" Kyra described and she was about to rub her arms again, but Oliver stopped her from doing it. 

"I didn't think much and entered that house with them. And, it was when the fairy tale I was living in, crumbled."

"Their real, uglier selves came into light that day."

"My kind, caring mother was inhumane and crazy. Her la..laughter..it sti..still rever… reverberate in m...my mind." Kyra's voice stuttered. 

Oliver's eyes brimmed with pain and pity. He felt his heart getting heavy with sorrow and the pain in his heart started to suffocate him. 

Why was he not there for her at that time?! If he was there, she wouldn't have gone through this!! 

"Sh… she told m… me that sh… she killed my grandmother and was wai... waiting for m… me to reach my saturation poi.. point" 

"She… was waiting for me t.. to commit suc...suicide." Kyra broke down with that. She started to sob in his embrace. 

Oliver could only hug her and caress her hair, silently assuring her that he is there for her. 

"It's fine if you want to tell me later, Ky. Don't force yourself to do it, hon. I can't see you like this." Oliver said. 

Kyra smiled in between her sobs. 

"I am not forcing myself. I am telling you because I want to." Kyra said, looking into his sapphire blue eyes. 

Once again, Oliver felt speechless. He just didn't know the right words to use right now. 

But he wanted to show his support, so he kissed her forehead. 

Kyra smiled once again. His kisses and embraces do wonders for her. He is like a natural anxiety pill for her. 

"My biological mother killed her own mother because she wanted the wealth my grandmother hid from us." 

"My grandmother was not some country woman but the owner of a multi-billion company. That company was my grandfather's and she had to go into hiding after his death."

"Why? I don't know that. All I know is that she raised my mother in a small town while managing the company secretly."

"My mother somehow found out that and she came for me because my grandmother's will was written in a way, I will inherit all the wealth after her death." 

"My mother was furious when she found out about will. She couldn't convince my grandmother, so she came up with this plan. The plan where my grandmother will be killed and the properties will go under my name." 

"And, they followed that plan to butter me up. They made me trust them blindly and once I was eighteen, they made me write the company and the wealth in their name."

"They should have stopped there. But they didn't." Kyra's voice started to quiver again. 

"Bu… but they wan… wanted to get rid of me. They should have at least killed me, right?" Kyra sobbed. 

Oliver felt his heart in pain again. A tear rolled across his cheek because of the pain he is feeling because of the pain in her voice. 

His girlfriend endured so much. 

"Yo.. you know what they did? The… they sold me to hum..human trafficking gang. They dumped every ficking truth on me and then threw me to those inhumane people."

"I was in a goods container for one week. They wanted to ship me and the other girls to some… some place."

"That one week totally messed up my mind. Half of my traumas are related to that time. I can't forget that place no matter how much I tried." 

"Those people, their bossy and inhumane nature. The helpless and wailing girls like me. That stinky place, that food…" Kyra shivered and her breath accelerated. 

Oliver could feel her rapid heart breath and the shivering body. 

Another tear rolled down his cheeks. 

"Cool down… you are not at that place anymore. You are safe " Oliver whispered soothingly in her ear. He knows that his words won't make Kyra feel better still he wanted to say them aloud. 

It is more like he is assuring himself that she is safe. 

Hearing Oliver's voice, Kyra felt reassured and safe. 

His voice has that impact on her. 

"After that one week of hell, we were saved by the military." Kyra said. 

"Military?" Oliver asked. This is the police's work. Not the military's. 

Only the people with great influence and power can make the military do the internal work like these. 

"Yes.. Even I was surprised" Kyra responded. 

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