His captive possession (Roman Godfrey/Hemlock Grove fanfiction) book 1

Chapter 26

Alyse shook her head at Roman. "Alright I'll be completely honest with you. I still have a bit of mixed feelings about Letha and Peter sleeping together, but I'm a grown woman and I can admit to my mistakes. I also admit that I wasn't available at the time for Peter to claim me as his love at the time. I shouldn't have accepted Peter's help at the time. Maybe if I didn't accept Peter's help, then I wouldn't have freaked out and I wouldn't have lost the baby. And you and I would be parents right now."

"Don't you go and place the blame on yourself for what happened to our unborn child my dear. You were pregnant, scared and didn't know how I would've reacted at the time, had you told me about it. I get it. It was so scary thinking that I would get upset that you had gotten knocked up with our first child before we even managed to make it to the alter. Then Peter comes along playing knight in shining armor, and he says that he will help you out with any thing that you need. I'm sure he's even assured you that you wouldn't be raising that baby all by yourself, am I correct on that," Roman asked while looking Alyse in the eye, seeing her shocked look. "Judging by the look you're giving me, I say I'm correct so far. But let me continue with this, because I'm far from finished. During the time that you had found out you were pregnant, you were feeling all sorts of emotions, as well as worrying about how you were going to raise a child on your own while work to support it. On top of all of that, you were so worried about me finding out about it and bringing you back home where you should've been the whole time getting the proper care that you needed. But in the moment, when Peter saw you in the state that you were in, decided he would take care of everything for you and our child. Let me just say that when you become pregnant with our child again, you won't have anything to worry about. You won't even have to worry about that lying gypsy Peter, stressing you out. Because I will be here to help you throughout the whole pregnancy. And if I have things my way, which I usually get anyway, because of who I am, I'll be sure to keep Peter away from you the whole time that you are carrying our child; even after so that way he can't take either of you away from me."

"Roman please, you don't have to do this. I promise you that I will stay with you this time and I will go through with the wedding. Just don't be so damn possessive," Alyse begged.

Roman was about to reply before his phone caught his attention from the table. Roman reached over grabbing the phone and answering it annoyed. "Hello."

"Hey Roman, it's me Peter. I need you to come to the church now. Bring Alyse along with you. This is urgent and very important," Peter said hoping Roman would bring Alyse along with him.

"I'll come to the church alone. Bringing my soon to be wife, Alyse along while there is a virgule running around killing people, is not a smart idea," Roman snapped.

"Neither is leaving her alone in the house by herself. At least if she were here with us, I can keep her safe," Peter snapped back.

"You forget that she doesn't belong to you Gypsy. I make the decision of what I feel is best for her. I say that is her staying in my home away from the vargulf," Roman said.

"You're only setting her up to be targeted by the vargulf. Think about it Roman. If you leave Alyse by herself the vargulf could easily go to her and kill her. Just please stop being a royal bitch and do something for someone else for once," Peter begged hoping that Roman would listen to reason.

"I'll do what I see fit. I'll see you in five minutes," Roman snapped before hanging up on Peter. Roman got out of bed, while walking over to his clothes beginning to get dressed. Alyse mimicked his moves, causing Roman to stop what he was doing and stare at her. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm getting dressed," Alyse replied.

"I just got done telling Peter that you would not be coming along with me," Roman said annoyed.

"And I'm not going along with you to see Peter. I'm going to go visit Letha, and hang with her, incase she goes into labor with her baby. Someone has to be there for her," Alyse explained.

Roman gave a nod. "I didn't think about that. Keep me updated on Letha, will you?"

"Will do," Alyse said.

"I'll drive you to her house. I don't want you wandering the streets with the vargulf running around," Roman stated.

"Thank you," Alyse said before she and Roman went to the car.

Roman pulled up outside of Letha's house watching Alyse as she was getting out of the car. Before Alyse could fully make it out of the car, Roman grabbed a hold of her wrist, pulling her back in for a kiss. Roman then pulled aware leaving his forehead resting upon Alyse's. "I want you to keep safe. Don't leave the house, unless Letha goes into labor."

"You don't have anything to worry about. I want both you and Peter to keep safe. Don't get yourselves killed. I would hate it if anything happened to either of you boys. Remember you both mean something to me," Alyse said before getting out of the car, making her way inside Letha's house.

Olivia made her way into the white towers, pass the reception area, only to have the receptionist try and keep her from venturing any further in the back. "Excuse me ma'am. No one is permitted back there unless given permission by Dr. Pryce himself."

Olivia turned and glared at the young woman. "I'm sorry dear, you must not know who I am. I'm the one who owns, this company and runs it. Dr. Pryce may be your boss, but I'm his boss and my word tops his. And I say that I can go back there to have a talk with him. If you value your damn job so much, I would keep my nose where it belongs darling." Olivia then marched her way back into the lab, walking through to where she knew she would find Pryce, along with their special guest. Olivia made her way over and watched as Pryce tortured Cornelius to get what she wanted from him.

"Mr. Stormnight. I know as well as you do that you don't want to be locked up here being tortured. I know that you want to be free of this torment. But the only way that we can do that is if you give me the information of the whereabouts the original contract is being kept? The sooner you tell me that, the better off you will be," Pryce tried reasoning with him.

"Even if I were to tell you where the original contract is hidden, you wouldn't let me go until after Roman had married my daughter. I'm not stupid. I would still be kept locked away so that way nothing could ruin Olivia's plans for my daughter and her son," Cornelius growled.

"Oh Cornelius darling, don't think of it that way. Just think of this as a business move. Only instead of joining companies together, which we are doing that regardless, our children will be joined together too. I think it would look excellent and set an example for others out there that we can become a power company that everyone should fear," Olivia said before she noticed the glare she was getting from Cornelius. "Alright fine have it your way then and pout about it. I don't care what you think about that anyway darling, because it's happening tomorrow. After that you can be set free, after you tell me where the original contract is being hidden, so that way I can find it and destroy it before your loving daughter has a chance to find it and look through it."

"The only way you will get that contract is over my damn dead body you sick woman. Because I refuse to do that to my own daughter. I would rather die first than put her through anymore unnecessary pain having to call you her mother in law," Cornelius snapped at Olivia, causing her to glare at him.

"You heard the man Pryce. He would like to die. Grant him his wish. Kill him off and keep the body hidden until after the wedding tomorrow. Then we can make it look like an accident that this idiot killed himself sometime after his little girl married my son," Olivia snapped before storming out of the room. If I want to find that original contract before Alyse does, I will have to start thinking like Cornelius, unless it's in the library at my house all along. I'll have to take a peek. Surely it would be in the study, Olivia thought to herself as she made her way out of the tower, listening to the delightful screams of Cornelius as he screamed from the slow and horrible death.