Chapter: Beneath The Facade Chapter 10 Ana’s POV I barely breathed. Eliminate them. Marcus’s voice was calm, controlled—but terrifying. He wasn’t making an empty threat. He meant every word. A cold shiver raced down my spine as I lay still beneath the sheets. The ache in my body from last night was a stark reminder of how deeply I had let myself fall into him. I had given in, let my guard down—and now, reality hit me like a slap. Marcus Blinge was dangerous. I swallowed, forcing my breathing to remain steady. If he knew I was awake, he’d see the questions burning behind my eyes. Questions I wasn’t ready to ask. “I don’t care who it is,” Marcus continued into his phone, his voice sharper than a blade. “Find them. If they’re a threat to her, remove them.” A threat to me? Or to you? My stomach twisted. I wanted to believe this was Marcus being protective, that his ruthlessness was for my safety. But deep down, I knew the truth. Marcus didn’t tolerate loose ends. And I had just made myself one. The bed d
Last Updated: 2025-03-06
Chapter: Beneath The Surface Chapter 9 Ana’s POV My hands trembled as I folded the note and slipped it back into my pocket. You’re not safe. The words burned into my mind, setting off alarm bells I couldn’t silence. I scanned the room, my gaze darting over the sea of glittering gowns and expensive suits. Who had slipped me the note? And what exactly was I supposed to be afraid of? Marcus was still deep in conversation with an older businessman, his expression unreadable. I wanted to show him the note—to demand answers—but something stopped me. Be careful who you trust. Marcus’s words from earlier echoed in my head, and suddenly, I wasn’t sure if telling him was the right move. A waiter passed by with a tray of champagne, and I grabbed a glass, hoping to steady my nerves. The bubbles fizzed against my lips as I took a long sip, but it did nothing to calm the storm inside me. Victoria’s piercing gaze found me across the room. She lifted her glass in a silent toast, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips. I s
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Chapter: A Web Of DeceitChapter 8 Ana's POV I walked out of the restroom with my head held high, but inside, my stomach churned. The sting of their words clung to me like a second skin, making my pulse throb with suppressed anger. I wanted to turn back, to throw their insults back in their faces, but what good would that do? Instead, I forced myself to keep walking. Back at my desk, I tried to focus on the mountain of files in front of me, but my hands were still shaking. The laughter, the sneers, the way they dismissed me as if I were nothing—it reminded me too much of the past. The people who had always looked down on me, assuming I wasn’t worth much. I gritted my teeth and forced my thoughts back to the papers in front of me. I wasn’t here to make friends. I was here to survive. The intercom on my desk buzzed, making me jump. I swallowed hard before pressing the button. "Miss Miller, in my office. Now." Marcus’s voice was curt, leaving no room for hesitation. I took a deep breath, pushed back my ch
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Chapter: A New Reality Chapter 7Ana's POV I stared blankly at my small bag that was stuffed with all the clothes I had. I heard a knock on the door, Marcus had called me earlier to inform me that a driver was going to come pick me to take me to his penthouse. I was really doing this. I picked up my back and pulled the door open. " Hello Miss Miller, I'm Burnley and Mr Blinge sent me here to pick you." " You can call me Ana." I said with a small smile." Let me help you with your luggage." " No that won't be necessary." I said as I passed him and went out. As we drove to his penthouse, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What have I gotten myself into? When we arrived at the penthouse, Marcus was already waiting at the door. As I walked to him I could see his eyes scanning me but I couldn't tell what he was thinking of. Probably the fact that my luggage looks like I was coming for a one night sleepover. He pushed the door open revealing the most beautifully furnished pent house I had ever see
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Chapter: A Desperate Decision Chapter 6Ana's POVThree days. That was the amount of time I had to make a choice. Either I save my mother or risk finding out what Marcus Blinge would do to me. I let out a frustrated sigh as I stared at the brown envelope in my hand containing the contract. How did I get myself in all this? I sat in the dimly lit hospital room, my teary eyes were fixed on my mother's frail form. Memories of how energetic and healthy my mum had once been filled my head making the tears run out even more. I would just have to get another job, I can't take this contract. I had always imagined how happy I would be on my wedding day when I would be getting married to the man of my dreams, but here I was being offered a loveless marriage with a ruthless man. I threw the brown envelope to one corner of the room angrily.I held my head as I grimaced in pain. I think I have done a lot of thinking for today. " Everything would be alright my darling." My mum would always say. I just have to find another jo
Last Updated: 2025-03-05
Chapter: The Tables Turned Chapter 4 Ana's pov “My love, I'm sorry, but do you mind explaining everything to me again?” My Mom asked me; each word that passed through her lips did so with intentional efforts, so much so that it made my heart basically ache to watch my once energetic mother struggle with something so basic as speech. In the past weeks, I had mastered the art of crafting believable stories. I told her that I have been working for a rich old lady who was in dire need of a caretaker. “So what went wrong?” She inquired worriedly. “The woman passed away, but her kids refused to pay me…I would take them to court but…even that isn't an option now, besides they can always bribe the judge to favor them.” My Mom settled in her bed, a look of complete resignation claiming her facial features. “I suppose it wasn't meant to be, you did your best, and that means the world to me…” “But Mom…” “It's okay,” she said soothingly as she stroked my hair, “It's, Okay, my love.” I burst int
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