Novels by Johnson

Josh's heart skipped a beat when he saw the caller. He took a deep breath to sound normal."B-Boss," he said, trying to hide the panic in his tone."Josh, I hope all is well," Krax said, noticing the tense in Josh’s voice.When Josh realized his boss could sense the uneasiness, he swallowed hard. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down."N-nothing, B-Boss," he stammered. His legs grew weak as he failed to conceal it anymore."Josh, you better tell me what's going on before I find out myself," Krax said in a cold, threatening tone. His chilly voice sent shivers down Josh's spine, making his hands tremble."Uhm... the lady you asked me to look after... she escaped," Josh said, almost dropping the phone with his shaky hands.Suddenly, the line went silent. Josh held his breath, not daring to wake the sleeping lion. After a couple of seconds, he wondered why it was quiet. He shifted the phone from his ear to check if his boss had hung up. The call was still connected."Boss..." Josh called ou

Josh followed behind Astrid. He stared at the beautiful woman, and many things were going through his mind. He wondered what his boss was thinking and what made him pay special attention to her. Astrid kept walking, glancing back and forth as her eyes scanned the environment, searching for an escape route. “Here might not be the best place to escape," she murmured. Her tone wasn't low, so Josh heard her speaking. “Are you talking to me, miss?" Josh asked. “No, no," Astrid shook her head and continued moving forward. As they were walking, Astrid saw a pregnant woman supported by her husband. The man held his wife gently. You could see the smile in his eyes as he shined with happiness. The man rubbed his hands on the woman's belly and said something only the two could hear. When Astrid saw them, the scene made her stop in her tracks. She was immersed in the scene and felt sad, and the memories she had been trying hard to hide flooded her thoughts. It's so beautiful. If onl

Krax could see the hatred in Astrid's eyes. Her piercing blue eyes made her look incredibly adorable. With the file his assistant had sent him, he could see that the woman had really suffered. But wait—did she really kill her brother-in-law? If so, what could have driven her to do that? Interesting, this is really interesting, he thought to himself while studying the woman who looked so innocent. She didn't seem like a killer. As he remained immersed in his thoughts, Astrid snapped out of hers and noticed Krax’s intense gaze fixed on her. She instinctively touched her face, wondering if something was wrong. “What?” she asked, annoyed, after realizing there was nothing out of place. Krax said nothing. Instead, he shifted his gaze from her and stared at the IV drip attached to her hand with an expressionless face. “You’re going to stay here for a week. We’ll talk about everything after you’re fully healed,” he said firmly. Astrid was stunned. “A full week? Are you kidding me? Wh

Astrid was stunned; the man smelled so good that she couldn’t help but inhale deeply. *Gosh, he smells of saffron and bergamot,* she thought, her senses momentarily overwhelmed. She was mesmerized by his striking features. She looked up at him, meeting his cold, detached eyes. He looked as though he had stepped out of a timeless painting, too perfect to belong to the real world. “What a fucking handsome dude,” she almost said aloud but managed to catch herself just in time. The man, meanwhile, seemed equally taken aback. The woman in his arms was stunning. Her piercing blue eyes held a depth that stirred something unfamiliar in him—an inexplicable urge to protect her. But the moment quickly shattered. Snapping back to reality, his expression hardened, and he pushed her away abruptly. Astrid staggered but caught herself. She hadn’t expected this sudden rejection and felt her already weak body wobble. “If you didn’t want to save me, you should’ve just let me fall,” she muttere

Astrid felt as if her world had fallen apart. Seeing the five big men in black suits coming for her, a weak, pregnant girl, she felt like prey ready to be devoured. With a loud thud, she knelt down. She clasped her hands together and her lower lip trembling as she pleaded, “Please let my child live. I will do everything you ask me. As Astrid's words hung in the air, Freya’s eyes filled with tears as she watched her daughter beg for mercy. Her heart was filled with guilt as she didn't stand up for her. She couldn't help but look away. When Astrid noticed her mother's reaction, she turned to her father, her eyes full of hope as she crawled toward him and clutched his knees. “Father, save me. I'm still your loving daughter.” Seeing his daughter, who had always been so strong, reduced to this state made his heart soften for a moment. “Yes, you are my daughter. You were a good child, Astrid. Gentle, faithful, kind… but you’ve changed.” “But Father, I haven’t changed! I’m being fr

They don't have a clue what I have been through, but they are all eager to judge me," Astrid clenched her fist and thought bitterly. She could feel the weight of condemnation pressing down on her. Her gaze finally landed on Riven, her husband. His jaw tightened and he wore a cold expression, his eyes filled with disdain. Astrid sighed in disappointment, murmuring, "Hell... everyone..." with a bitter smile playing on her lips. Eira broke the silence, her tone filled with mock concern, "Older sister, it's been three days since you left the house. We were all worried. At least you could have called us. Old Lady Slade's tone was filled with disdain, "You really have no shame. I don't understand why my son chose you. A married woman disappearing for three days without a word?" Aurora, Riven's sister, added, "Are you finally showing your true colors? After killing my brother, you pretended to be a saint. Now you can't keep up the act and have gone off seeking pleasure elsewhere."