As Emily slowly regained consciousness, her surroundings came into focus. Blinking against the haze of confusion, she found herself lying on the floor of her own sitting room. The disorientation weighed upon her, leaving her grappling with fragmented memories and a lingering sense of unease.
Struggling to piece together the events that led to her current state, Emily's mind raced in search of answers. The last thing she remembered was clearing the table, her phone ringing, and investigating strange sounds within the house. Beyond that, a hazy void filled her memory, leaving her with a profound sense of disconnection from reality.
Beneath her palms, the coolness of the floor grounded Emily, offering a semblance of stability amidst the sea of her thoughts. With a deep breath, she attempted to rise, only to find her limbs weak and unsteady. The realization of he
As Rose spoke with Emily over the phone, her voice quivered with a mixture of fear and anxiety. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as her gaze remained fixed upon Sebastian, who stood tall, a wicked grin stretching across his face. The sight of him upright from his wheelchair only heightened Rose's unease, a visual manifestation of his growing power and dominance."Please, Sebastian," Rose pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to upset you. I just... I didn't know what to do."Sebastian's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with a sinister delight as he relished in Rose's vulnerability. He took a step closer, closing the distance between them, his presence engulfing the room. "Oh, Rose," he taunted, his voice dripping with calculated charm. "Begging suits you, my dear. It shows me just how much control I have over you."Fear pulsed throu
Sebastian sank onto the edge of his bed, his breaths coming in labored gasps. With a forceful tug, he tore off the bandage wrapped tightly around his arm, revealing a fresh wound that began to bleed anew. Yet, the physical pain paled in comparison to the turmoil raging within him.His hands trembled as he reached for his phone, fingers fumbling against the screen. The number that had called him moments ago remained unanswered, the call not even reaching voicemail. Frustration etched deep lines on his forehead as he pressed his temple, attempting to soothe the headache that threatened to consume him.The pain from his injury intensified, a reminder of the vulnerability he tried to conceal. Blood seeped through the fabric of his shirt, staining it with a chaotic pattern of small and large crimson dots. The visual reminder of his own mortality mingled with the storm of emotio
Gwen's hands trembled as she stared at the unconscious form of Damian, his helplessness tugging at her conscience. She had never intended for things to escalate to this point, but desperation had driven her into this dark path. With a heavy sigh, she reached for her phone, her fingers fumbling with the buttons as she dialed the number of the person who had sent her on this perilous mission.The call connected, and Gwen's voice quivered as she spoke into the receiver. "It's Gwen. I've got him, but things have taken an unexpected turn. He's unconscious, and I don't know what to do next."A deep, commanding voice responded on the other end of the line, its tone reflecting authority. "You were given clear instructions, Gwen. Ensure his compliance and gather the information we need. We can't afford any mistakes."Gwen swallowed hard, her fear mingling with
Rose stood in front of the exquisite, gilded mirror, her delicate reflection staring back at her. The opulent room, adorned with lavish decorations, seemed to pale in comparison to the turmoil within her heart. It had been an agonizing eternity of nearly two weeks since she had last set foot in the prestigious walls of the company.A faint smile graced Rose's lips as she gazed at her reflection, but it was swiftly replaced by a flicker of sorrow in her eyes. A single tear threatened to escape, betraying the strength she had mustered to maintain her composure. With swift elegance, she reached for a satin tissue, delicately blotting away the evidence of her inner turmoil, determined not to let a single smudge mar her impeccable makeup.Her thoughts drifted to Hilda, How was she faring in Rose's absence? The mere anticipation of their reunion filled Rose's heart with a mixture of excitemen
Damian's eyes narrowed as he listened to Ivy's explanation, suspicion lingering in his gaze. "So you're telling me that you just happened to receive a call from an unknown number and ended up here, where I was tied up? Are you expecting me to believe that?"Ivy's voice wavered as she tried to maintain her composure, her eyes darting between Damian and Gwen. "Damian, I swear, I had no idea what I was walking into. The call was anonymous, and I thought it was a mistake. But when I saw you here, I couldn't just leave you like this."A mix of frustration and confusion washed over Damian's face. He struggled to break free from his restraints, his voice filled with a combination of anger and disbelief. "This doesn't make any sense. How can I trust either of you? What is the truth here?"Gwen, realizing the weight of the situation, took a step forward, her vo
Ivy kept staring at Gwen from the driver's seat as she drove through the main streets, she had insisted on taking Damian to another hospital and not the one owned by sebastian.Even though she only tried to look at Gwen with her side eye, to try and communicate something to her, it was obvious to Damian as he stared at the both of them from behind the front seats.Even though he wasn't badly hurt he held his sides and winced anytime the car came to an abrupt stop. He had been dehydrated for almost two days and had deliberately refused to eat, something that had left Gwen frustrated all through the time they kept him captive."Why aren't we going to the other hospital?" Damian repeated, his voice filled with a mixture of confusion, and slight concern. Ivy met his gaze through the rearview mirror but remained silent, refusing to provide an answer. Her mind was racing with fear and desperation as s
"What are you talking about, Damian?" Ivy stammered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and denial. She desperately tried to hide her shaking hands, knowing that Damian had caught on to her vulnerability.A smile played on Damian's lips as he observed Ivy's visible unease. "You're shaking, Ivy," he pointed out, relishing in the power he now held over her. He couldn't help but notice the tear in his bleeding lips widening, a painful reminder of the ordeal he had endured. "Look at all this," he continued, gesturing to his battered appearance, from his bleeding lip to his bruised ankles. "I know you had something to do with it. Your girl gave you away, what's her name again... Gwen."The weight of Damian's accusation crashed down on Ivy like a ton of bricks. She felt a knot tighten in her stomach as she realized that her involvement had been exposed. The name Gwen hung in the air, a te
As Rose stepped out of the company, she felt a mix of relief and apprehension. The absence of Sebastian's presence in the office that morning had left her with an unsettling feeling. Despite everything she had discovered about him, the magnetic pull he had on her was undeniable. She couldn't help but feel a strange attraction towards him, a sensation that both intrigued and frightened her.As she walked through the bustling streets, her thoughts swirled like a tempest inside her mind. She couldn't fathom how she could still be drawn to someone she knew was capable of such darkness. The very thought of it sent shivers down her spine, yet it was as if a part of her yearned to understand him, to decipher the enigma that he presented.Her heart felt like a battleground, torn between reason and emotion. The rational side of her knew that she should distance herself from Sebasti