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A Secretary's Vendetta Taken
Aurora POV:As consciousness slowly returned, I found myself trapped in a fog of confusion. My head throbbed with an agonizing ache, and my vision struggled to focus on the unfamiliar surroundings that surrounded me. Panic gripped my heart, and my breaths came in short, shallow gasps.Struggling to piece together the events that led to this bewildering situation, my mind wandered back to what should have been the most blissful day of my life—my wedding day. The memories were now tarnished, overshadowed by this sinister twist of fate.The last thing I remembered was approaching altar hand in hand with Mr. Eyre, the sweet scent of flowers mingling with the soft murmur of excited whispers. Adorned in my beautiful wedding gown, anticipation had coursed through my veins. The love of my life stood waiting for me at the altar, his eyes reflecting a future filled with promise and happiness. But then, everything had suddenly changed.Now, lying in this strange place, still in the wedding clo
A Secretary's Vendetta Remedy For a Broken Heart
Michael POV:I stood there, at the hospital bed, my heart heavy with guilt and anxiety. Mr Eyre lay motionless, surrounded by sterile white walls and the scent of antiseptic. Next to me stood his Jane, her eyes red and swollen from countless tears shed in anguish. I wanted to reach out to her, to offer solace and comfort, but a knot formed in my throat, paralyzing me with fear.I was in so much pain myself, I would prefer nothing more than to be out there looking for Aurora, but it would be so unfair to Jane. I have half of the city police looking for her, while she's here alone with her dying father in a city she's never been before. I knew how lonely and hard done by she must be feeling. Every fiber of my being longed to speak, to explain that I had no control over what had happened, that it was a cruel twist of fate. But the fear of her accusing gaze, of her believing that somehow I was to blame, kept me silent. I couldn't bear the weight of her disappointment or anger, even thoug
A Secretary's Vendetta A Broken Vase
Michael POV:I was at my lowest, I've searched high and low, far and wide. There was no trace of her, the police search hasn't been in anyway fruitful. I hadn't been able to convince them to search every biulding registered in Leo Jordan name. None of them see him like i do. The police had tried to ask Mr. Eyre a few questions, but he is yet to remember anything that could be of help. All he remembered was Someone knocking him out, he was already out beofre he knew what hit him. He couldn't put out a face or anything that could be of importance. I lay on the bed rethinking everything, where did i go wrong. I began to explore the possibility of what if it wasn't Leo, i shut it down pretty quickly. It was him, no one else. I was sure, whoever took her did to get to me and he was the one with enough motive. I just have to find a way to prove it, that is before my patience runs out and i resort to violence.Mark would have been glad to help, too bad i didn't know his whereabouts. It occ
A Secretary's Vendetta A Twist in Reality
Michael POV:After a few minutes of driving. "You don't know, what you are doing, do you?" He chuckled "Shut up" i replied "You didn't think it through. You just thought abducting me would solve all your problems, didn't you. How short sighted" He mused. His cockiness was back in his voice."The only reason you are still beathing is because i allowed you to, you will do well to remember that could change at any moment." I replied. "So, now what. You do realize, there would be an APB out on you in the next half hour""More than enough time to put a bullet in your head and rid of you" I pressed the gun to his neck to remind him it was still there. "One more smart remarks from you and that would be the end of the road for you.""You swore to help me find her, which is the sole reason i haven't put a bullet in your head. You had better start pitching me some ideas and show your worth to me alive""At Calhoun party, someone tried to poison her. I think it might be related.""Yeah and y
A Secretary's Vendetta Things I Know
Aurora POV:I felt a surge of fear and uncertainty wash over me. My heart pounded in my chest, and my hands trembled as I reached out to find Mark's presence in the dimly lit room. The air felt heavy and suffocating, as if it were echoing our shared apprehension.Huddled together in the corner, Mark and I desperately sought solace in each other's company. Our voices quivered as we exchanged anxious whispers, attempting to devise a plan or make sense of our captors' motives. But with each passing moment, it became increasingly evident that our captors were bent on keeping us in the dark, both literally and figuratively.I was starting to panic, my body shook violently. In an attempt to maintain some semblance of sanity, Mark suggested we play a verbal game to distract ourselves from the harrowing reality surrounding us. I agreed, hoping that it would offer a temporary respite from the gnawing fear that threatened to consume me whole.We started with simple questions, asking each other
A Secretary's Vendetta Devil's Eyes
Aurora POV:"You poisoned me!" I repeated louder "Yeah, technically I hired someone to do it. It should have been a very easy job, I never anticipate Michael showing up.""Mr Jordan said -" "I told what Leo what to say. I had to bury it""Mr. Jordan knew" I asked Shock had cast its suffocating veil upon me, shrouding my thoughts and emotions in a web of numbness. Like a fragile vessel tossed upon stormy seas, I had become adrift, severed from the shores of familiarity. All that remained was the echo of a single question, reverberating through the depths of my soul: How do I find my way back to the world I once knew?In this suspended state, the whispers of reality seemed distant, muffled by an impenetrable barrier. My limbs, once nimble and responsive, had transformed into leaden weights, each step a painstaking endeavor. The world continued its relentless march, while I remained trapped in this cocoon of disbelief.I don't know how much of this I could take anymore. "Mr. Leo Jorda
A Secretary's Vendetta Dangerous Hearts
Michael POV:We arrived at the Mayor's Manor. I remembered the last time I was here. It was to see about Former Mayor Merrill death, I had been worried Calhoun was involved somehow. It feels different now, knowing how right I was."Will you put that away, or do you plan to flash it around?" He chided.I hid the gun at my waist and covered. "It would do you much good to keep it in the back of your head I still have it. One wrong move and I'd put you down""There's no need for that, I would not be following you in" "Oh, you are" "I won't accompany you to confront him, he would know I told you stuff I shouldn't have. that's my funeral" "If you don't your funeral will be now.""I'd take my chances with you. You won't kill everything I hold dear, he would" "He is that ruthless?" I asked, still unable to believe all he told me about my bestfriend. "More than you can ever fathom. He is a Devil's advocate"I saw fear in his eyes, he couldn't be moved. He was afraid of something more sc
A Secretary's Vendetta A Stitch in Time
Aurora POV: I sat resting on the wall while staring into the oblivion. I sit here, trapped in this cold, desolate room, my spirit drained and my body weary. The flickering overhead light casts eerie shadows on the peeling walls, reflecting the dismal state of my existence. My mind is numb, and my once fiery gaze has dulled into a vacant stare.Hope, once a flickering flame within me, has been extinguished. Not the long for my mother's smile and Michael touch could rekindle the hope. It has been replaced by a resignation, a surrender to the cruel fate that has befallen me. The days and nights blend together, a blur of monotony and fear. I have lost track of time, as each passing moment feels like an eternity.Calhoun intentions are unclear, his motives shrouded in darkness. If he wanted to kill me he should have already. All I know is that he holds complete control over my life, and I am at his mercy. The uncertainty gnaws at me, devouring any remnants of strength I have left. I wonde
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A Secretary's Vendetta Epilogue
Epilogue Aurora POV:The warm sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow on the bedroom walls. I lay in bed, feeling the gentle rhythm of my husband's breathing beside me. It had been a long and arduous journey for us, but today was a day of happiness—a day to cherish the love and resilience that had brought us together.I watched him for a long time, I enjoyed watching him sleep. there was something particularly soothing about watching him sleep.As I stretched my arms above my head, my eyes fell upon the photograph on the nightstand. It captured a moment frozen in time, our wedding day. We got married on a beach in Oregon. It was the most beautiful day of my life. Michael's eyes were filled with unwavering devotion, and I couldn't help but smile at the memory. The vows we exchanged that day held the promise of a lifetime of shared dreams and unbreakable bonds.We had toured the world like he had promised leaving with beautiful memories everywhere we we
A Secretary's Vendetta Second Hand Love
Michael POV:As I stood before the graves of my parents and Beatrice, a mix of emotions washed over me. It was the first time I had brought anyone to this sacred place. I watched as she knelt down, her face solemn and filled with respect, paying her respects to the departed souls who had unwilling been absent to shape my life."Who are they?" She askedI was yet to tell her whom they are and name on the graves gave no clues to whom they were. "The first two are my parents and the third is my elder sister" She looked taken aback"I thought you never knew them""I was lucky to find out, with some help of some friends. I wanted you to meet them too"She nodded, her eyes filled with awe. Aurora's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her words carrying a weight of sincerity and determination. "I promise you, dear parents and sister, that I will take care of Michael. I will be there for him, just as you were. I will cherish him, support him, and love him with all my heart. You have left
A Secretary's Vendetta Blow It in the Wind
Michael POV: The town recieve the news about Calhoun with mixed feelings. The next few days was spent uprooting every corrupt official on Calhoun payroll and his drug warehouse was ruthlessly shut down. It was finally Mark's funeral, I had dreaded this day because of the effects I knew it would have on me.I stood there, my heart heavy with sorrow, as I gazed upon the somber scene before me. The room was filled with mournful whispers and tear-streaked faces, each one reflecting the immense loss we all felt. "Today, we gathered to bid farewell to a dear friend, a courageous soul who had given his life in the line of duty. He was a cop, a protector of the innocent, and his untimely death"The eulogies began, each one a testament to his character and the impact he had made on countless lives. His family, friends, and fellow officers all shared their stories, their voices trembling with a mix of grief and admiration. They spoke of his courage, his selflessness, and his unwavering deter
A Secretary's Vendetta Price of Freedom
Aurora POV: It's been days since my search and rescue. I never imagined that freedom could feel so overwhelming. After enduring the horrors of being kidnapped and held captive, the sweet taste of liberation should have been pure bliss. Yet, as I cautiously navigate this newfound freedom, it feels as though the world around me is still holding its breath, afraid to disturb the fragile existence I've fought so hard to regain.The news of my rescue spread like wildfire, and people showered me with words of relief and gratitude. They embraced me with tender hugs, their eyes brimming with tears of joy. But beneath their smiles, I sensed a subtle unease, an unspoken fear of shattering my fragile state of recovery. It's as if they see me as a porcelain doll, easily broken with a single misplaced step.Every interaction now feels calculated, as if everyone around me is walking on tiptoes, afraid to say or do anything that might trigger painful memories or send me spiraling back into the dark
A Secretary's Vendetta Furry Companions
Aurora POV:I stepped into the familiar warmth of Michael's house. He came back to pick me up the next morning after spending considerable time with my mother. He had insisted on staying with him for the time being and my mother was only happy to agree. It is a mix of relief and apprehension flooding my senses. The events of the past few days had been a nightmare, one that had finally released its grip on me. I glanced around, taking in the comforting sights of our living room, but the shadows of the ordeal still lingered in every corner.Michael stood beside me, his eyes filled with a mix of worry, love, and a determination to keep me safe. I understood his concerns; after all, I had been taken away from him against my will. But as much as I craved his protective presence, I also longed for a sense of normalcy and the freedom to heal at my own pace.Michael furry companions who seems to have been waiting anxiously for my return, approached cautiously, sniffing the air with curiosity
A Secretary's Vendetta Pain of the Past
Michael POV:As I walked Mr. Eyre and Jane to the airport, the weight of sadness enveloped us, casting a somber atmosphere over our conversation. The news of Calhoun, being responsible for his daughter's death had left us both of them speechless and devastated.Jane walked in front while Mr. Eyre and I walked behind her."I can't believe it, Michael," Mr. Eyre whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief and pain. "How could someone commit such a heinous act? I can't wrap my mind around it."His words echoed the thoughts that swirled in my own mind. I struggled to find an answer, my voice choked with emotions. "I don't know, Mr. Eyre," I managed to say, my voice laced with sorrow. "We continued walking through the airport, the surroundings a blur as our conversation grew heavier with regret and guilt."I blame myself, Mr. Eyre " I confessed, "I can't help but wonder if there were signs I missed, if I could have protected her somehow. And to think I have wined and dined with her kill
A Secretary's Vendetta Crackling of the Flames
Aurora POV:I stood there, watching the flames dance and devour the remnants of the cloth I had worn during my unimaginable ordeal. The crackling fire illuminated the night, casting a warm glow upon my face as i gathered around its flickering embrace. The crackling of the flames seemed to echo the tumultuous journey I had endured, a journey that had tested my spirit to its very limits."Aurora" My mother called, I turned to see her creeping on me. I saw glint of sadness in her eyes, when she saw what I was burning. What was suppose to represent a joyous day, now represents a traumatizing experience, it's existence needed to be erased."Libby and Mabel are here to see you. Should they wait for you in the Living room""Let them join me in the backyard" I replied softly "Ok dear" I heard their footsteps few seconds later, before Libby reached out and gently touched my shoulder. "We came as soon as your mother called you are back" Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke, "We miss
A Secretary's Vendetta An Unbroken Promise and A Friendship Forged in Blood
Michael POV:"Are you okay, Aurora? I'm here now, everything is fine now" I held her tightly like someone would try to steal her from my hand againHer tear glands finally gave in to the waterworks. "I was so scared" she said choking on her own words. "I thought I was not going to see you again""Then I had Mark died in my arms, I watched him died, life sucking out of him slowly. Then I had to stare at his dead body for hours""You are fine now"I patted and rocked her body like one would a baby. It felt soothing to have her in my arms again. My heart races in my chest, adrenaline still coursing through my veins as I hold her tightly in my arms. We've just escaped from the clutches of danger, and the relief surges through me like a tidal wave. I can feel her trembling against me, her breath coming in short gasps, and I know she's just as shaken as I am. As I look into her eyes, gratitude and love swirl in the depths of my being. The thought of losing her, of never seeing that radian
A Secretary's Vendetta A Stitch in Time
Aurora POV: I sat resting on the wall while staring into the oblivion. I sit here, trapped in this cold, desolate room, my spirit drained and my body weary. The flickering overhead light casts eerie shadows on the peeling walls, reflecting the dismal state of my existence. My mind is numb, and my once fiery gaze has dulled into a vacant stare.Hope, once a flickering flame within me, has been extinguished. Not the long for my mother's smile and Michael touch could rekindle the hope. It has been replaced by a resignation, a surrender to the cruel fate that has befallen me. The days and nights blend together, a blur of monotony and fear. I have lost track of time, as each passing moment feels like an eternity.Calhoun intentions are unclear, his motives shrouded in darkness. If he wanted to kill me he should have already. All I know is that he holds complete control over my life, and I am at his mercy. The uncertainty gnaws at me, devouring any remnants of strength I have left. I wonde
