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Hannah sighed softly and walked out of the study room leaving Jessica and Brandon all alone. Their mind was already made up and there was nothing she could do about it.It wasn’t like she had a soft spot towards Jeff because he deserved whatever was coming for him, but instead, all she could think about was Jeff's Son, David. David was still a child, if Jeff went down, his child was gonna suffer. He’s still a kid and doesn’t deserve such. She just wished David was not Jeff’s child and was hers. Jeff doesn’t care about his child, because if he did, he wouldn’t do whatever he was thinking about.She sighed as she climbed down the stairs. Micheal was about to leave. “I will be on my way, Hannah,” Micheal said and Hannah smiled. “It was nice seeing you today,” Hannah said and Micheal nodded in response, before opening the door and walked out of the house.A few minutes after he walked out, the door opened again, and then the Devil in black walked in, dragging a luggage inside the hou
“No, Alright, No!” Hannah said and tried pushing Brandon away when her towel suddenly loosened and fell from her chest leaving her naked in front of Brandon. Brandon felt his heartbeat increase and his manhood became so hard as a rock as he stared at the petite woman who was now naked in front of her. She looked so beautiful, he thought as he was lost staring at her collar bone, down to her succulent breast, down to her flat tummy. He felt he was losing control at that moment.He quickly turned and looked away.“I’m sorry, I…. I… I am sorry” he said, still looking away. Hannah, who felt so shy and angry at the same time, quickly picked up the towel and wrapped it around her chest and then took her clothes. She walked inside the bathroom and quickly put on her clothes, when she came out of the bathroom, Brandon Was already gone. She sighed softly and sat on the bed, that bastard, she was sure going to kill Brandon when next she saw him, she thought as she felt so nervous, her hear
She kept trying to help him stand up and all of a sudden, she fell on top of him and their lips came in contact. Brandon became silent as he stared at her beautiful face. It was like all the pain he felt had disappeared, it was then Hannah realized he’d been pretending all along like he was in a deep pain.Hannah quickly stood up and stared at Brandon, not knowing what to say. “I know you are pretending to be In pain,” Hannah said angrily, hands akimbo and Brandon sighed and stood up. “Okay now you’ve caught me, I wasn’t pretending though, my chest hurts,” Brandon said as he stood up and then moved a bit toward Hannah. He took her hands and placed them on the left side of his chest, where the heart is located. Hannah could feel his heart beating. She stared at his face as she felt a strange feeling running through her veins. Her eyes moved to his lips and then to his Adam’s Apple, it was then she realized how handsome and breathtaking the man standing in front of him was.“Hanna
“So, Jessica, have you guys fixed a date for the wedding yet?” Krystal asked “We haven’t. But you know what, you are eager for this to happen, so I’m I. So, why are we waiting? Why not start planning now, the venue is available already” Jeff said and Jessica stared at him and laughed, nervously. “Well, I can hardly plan a wedding in three weeks,” Jessica said in response. “But your brother and Hannah did theirs in a few days,” Jeff said and Jessica raised her eyebrows “And how did you know about them doing their marriage in a few days?” Jessica asked “This is Atlanta, news flies around,” Jeff said and Jessica turned to Krystal. She remembered telling her how Brandon had gotten a wife in a few days and boom they were married. She didn’t tell her that it was a contract marriage. “It’s impossible to plan an event of this season in just three weeks,” Jessica said and Jeff laughed. “You are a Colby. If you throw enough money, you can make anything happen, besides, three weeks is ple
“We will be so lucky today if we can get through the hour without you and Jeff blowing each other’s heads off,” Jessica said as she took the cup of alcohol from the table and poured it in her mouth before walking out of the study room.Alex is seen opening the door for Jeff. He walked inside the house while staring at the interior design of the house. it looked so beautiful and the house looked so big, he thought. Just then he saw Jessica, Brandon, and Arianna walking towards him. Jessica moved towards him and hugged him then kissed him on his cheeks. “Hey, I’m glad you came, this is my mom. Mom this is my fiancée “ Jessica said and Arianna smiled.“Hello, Mr Jeff. Welcome to the family” Arianna said and Jeff smiled and then turned to Brandon who stared at him with no expression on his face. “We’ve already met, Brandon Colby,” Jeff said as he brought forth his hands for a handshake but then Brandon pulled him into a hug and whispered in his ear “I do not like you, but my sister
“Enough!!! I’m going to marry Jeff, and that is final. If you are not okay with it Grandma, please leave the house and after the marriage, you can come back” Jessica said and walked away angrily. “Okay I’m out of here,” Arianna said as she stood up and went to Jessica’s room. She planted a soft knock on the door and Jessica opened the door. “Hey,” she muttered as she walked inside the room, closing the door behind her. “That was such good acting. She bought it, she thinks you are in love with Jeff” Arianna said Jessica laughed and just then she caught a glimpse of the wedding dress on the bed. “Is that my wedding dress I wore the day I got married to your father?” Arianna asked as she picked up the dress, staring at it with a smile on her face. Memories of the wedding came to her head. “Yes, I kept it, “ Jessica said and Arianna turned to her and hugged her. “This is supposed to be the happiest moment of my life where I marry the man of my dreams” Jessica muttered. Arianna became
She was getting married to the man she hates today, and everything about her life is about to change. A lot of people could be seen sitting at the reception. Brandon is seen sitting at the front row while on the other side, Grandma Elizabeth could be seen sitting in the front row with Rosa sitting close to her. Krystal walked past everyone while holding a flower, with a smile on her face, and then sat in town. Next, it was time for the Bride to walk in and everyone stood up.Jessica stood and Arianna stood beside her. “It's now or never,” Jessica said as she took a deep breath and then Arianna walked her down the aisle. Jeff stood beside the officiant and smiled as he saw Jessica walk towards him, he felt all his dreams were about to come true. He felt more than happy. This was going to be the happiest day of his life, he was finally gonna get his revenge on Colby and ruin their lives.Arianna went back to her seat and sat down while she watched Jeff and Jessica stand facing each
Chapter 129A Black car screeched to a halt in front of the Mikealsons’s mansion. Jeff alighted the car and walked inside his mansion looking so furious. Immediately he walked inside, he saw David and Rosa sitting together and watching TV. He walked past them and went to his room where he locked the door. “Argh!!!” he groaned as he sat on the bed ruffling his hair. He took a deep breath trying to calm himself down but he just couldn't. He felt so much rage inside of him. The company and everything he suffered to build was all gone in just one day.He needed to do something about it, he could not lose everything he worked so hard for. He cannot lose it. No, it cannot happen. He thought as he stood up and picked up the bottle of alcohol that was on the table in his room. He drank from it and then hit the bottle on the wall making it shatter into pieces. “I will make you all pay for this Colby!” he yelled, tears streaming down his cheeks. “You will all pay for this!!” he said loo
Lucas had left the room to make some calls, leaving Hannah and Teresa alone in the dimly lit space. The air between them was thick with unspoken thoughts, with grief and frustration too heavy to voice.Teresa watched Hannah closely. She looked hollow—her eyes distant, her shoulders sagging under a weight no one could carry for her.“You okay?” Teresa finally asked.Hannah blinked and turned her head, forcing a weak smile. “Yeah.”Teresa hummed in response, clearly unconvinced. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it with a practiced ease. Smoke curled in the air between them.“Do you smoke?” she asked, offering one toward Hannah.Hannah shook her head. “No. I never have.”Teresa chuckled, taking a long drag before exhaling. “Figures.”Silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the silence of two women who understood each other—different, yet bound by shared pain.“My mother-in-law used to hate me too,” Teresa murmured suddenly, he
Teresa sat in the back of a dimly lit bar, the scent of cigarette smoke and aged whiskey thick in the air. The place was quiet, the kind of underground haunt where no one asked questions, where secrets were currency, and where a person could disappear if they weren’t careful.She checked the time on her phone. Her contact was late.Across the table, Hannah fidgeted with the glass of water in front of her, her expression distant, lost in thoughts she wasn’t ready to speak out loud. Lucas sat beside her, his gaze locked on the entrance, his tension palpable.When the door finally creaked open, Teresa’s eyes narrowed as a tall, wiry man entered, his leather jacket scuffed and his face shadowed with stubble. He scanned the room before spotting her and sauntering over.“You’re late, Marco,” Teresa said, her voice edged with impatience.The man—Marco Ruiz—grinned as he slid into the seat across from her. “Good to see you too, Provenzano. You know how it is—hard to stay alive in this busines
Hannah stood in the dimly lit warehouse, her fingers clenched into fists at her sides. The stale scent of dust and oil filled the air, mingling with the cold fear settling deep in her stomach. The warehouse was one of many they had searched in the last twenty-four hours, but this one felt different. The moment she stepped inside, a weird sensation crawled over her skin, like a presence lingering just out of sight.Lucas moved beside her, scanning the rows of crates stacked high against the walls. His jaw was tight, his frustration barely concealed beneath his calm exterior. Teresa stood a few steps ahead, gun in hand, her eyes sharp as she surveyed their surroundings. They had all hoped—desperately—that this search would yield something more than dead ends and half-truths. But as the minutes ticked by, that hope was slipping.Brandon had vanished without a trace.Every lead they had followed led to nothing. Every whisper, every clue, every trail had been a carefully crafted illus
The night was thick with silence, the kind that felt like a living, breathing thing, pressing in on them as they stood at the edge of the abandoned docks. The stench of salt and rust filled the air, mixing with something darker—the unmistakable scent of blood.Teresa’s fingers curled around the handle of her gun as she scanned the area, her pulse drumming hard against her ribs. Her father was dead. That chapter of her life was over. But this? This wasn’t over. Not until she had him.Not until she had Brandon and brought him back to his family.“We should’ve heard something by now,” Hannah whispered, her voice tight with restrained panic.Teresa didn’t answer. She was thinking the same thing.The lead had been solid. Brandon had been held here—multiple sources confirmed it. The docks had been his prison. But as they stood here, surrounded by crates and shadows, the truth settled like ice in her veins.Brandon wasn’t here.And the blood on the floor was still fresh.Teresa crouched do
Teresa barely had a second to react before the door to her office swung open. The moment her eyes landed on the man standing there, a cold shiver ran down her spine. Her father.Bernardo Provenzano. The man she had once idolized. The man she had spent her entire life trying to please.And now, the man she had just betrayed.He stepped inside with a slow, deliberate pace, shutting the door behind him. The soft click of the lock sent her heart into overdrive.“Oh, my little princess,” he murmured, his voice filled with mock tenderness. But his eyes… they were filled with nothing but hatred.Teresa’s hands gripped the arms of her chair, knuckles turning white. Fear slithered through her veins, but she refused to let it show.“How disappointing,” he continued, shaking his head as if she were a child who had misbehaved. “I thought you were different. Better. Not like your mother.”Teresa inhaled sharply.His mother.For years, she had believed the lie—that her mother had been killed by a r
The beeping of machines was the only sound filling the hospital room. Jessica lay on the hospital bed, her skin deathly pale, her chest barely rising under the weight of the oxygen mask secured over her face. Wires and tubes connected her to the machines, keeping her alive, but just barely.Hannah stood frozen in the doorway, unable to move. The doctor’s words still rang in her ears, cutting deeper than any wound ever could.“She has a five percent chance of survival,” the doctor had said, his voice clinical, detached. “She lost too much blood, and the delay in medical care worsened her condition. We’re doing everything we can, but you need to prepare for the worst.”The worst.Hannah clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. This was her fault. If she hadn’t suggested they escape… if she had just listened, just stayed put, Jessica wouldn’t be lying here, fighting for her life.And Brandon…A fresh wave of pain hit her. He was gone. Taken. She had watched him surrender himsel
The river had given them a chance, but it hadn’t given them freedom.Brandon collapsed onto the muddy shore, gasping for air. His limbs ached from the relentless current, but he didn’t have time to recover. Jessica.Lucas dragged her up the embankment, his breathing ragged. She was completely unconscious now, her body limp in his arms. The river had sapped whatever strength she had left. Her wound was bad—too bad. If they didn’t get her help soon…No. He couldn’t think like that.“Teresa,” Brandon barked, snapping back into survival mode. “Where’s the nearest hospital?”Teresa, still soaking wet, flipped open her laptop with shaking hands. Water dripped onto the screen, but she didn’t stop. “There’s one about six miles south,” she said breathlessly. “But there’s a problem.”Brandon exhaled sharply. “There’s always a problem.”Teresa gave him a grim look. “Bernardo’s men will have every major road blocked. They’re already watching the airspace. If we head to that hospital, they’ll find
The cave was damp and cold, the scent of moss and river water clinging to the air. Shadows stretched across the rocky walls, their flickering shapes cast by the distant glow of searchlights cutting through the trees outside. They had barely made it out alive.But they weren’t safe.Brandon pressed his back against the jagged rock, listening. Boots crunched against gravel just beyond the entrance. The soldiers were closing in. They had minutes—maybe seconds—before the cave was compromised.Lucas sat against the far wall, pressing his hand against Jessica’s wound. She was slipping fast, her skin pale, her lips trembling.“I can stop the bleeding, but not for long,” Teresa said, her voice tight with urgency. “But she needs real help, Brandon.”Brandon looked at Jessica’s barely conscious form, then at Hannah, who was up beside Teresa, shaking from the cold,she looked so pale. He had promised to protect her. He had promised to protect all of them.He clenched his fists. Promises meant not
The night was supposed to be theirs. They had escaped, survived impossible odds, and left Bernardo bleeding on the cold ground. But fate had other plans.They wondered how come he was alive. They had witnessed him go on his knees, blood all over him.The deafening roar of helicopter blades grew louder, sending shockwaves through Brandon’s chest. The floodlights cut through the dense trees, slicing through the shadows that had once been their cover. The tracker beneath the seat blinked like a taunting heartbeat—steady, unrelenting, and damning.Teresa’s fingers flew over her laptop, her breath ragged. “I need time,” she muttered, panic lacing her voice.“We don’t have time,” Lucas growled, yanking a rifle from the back. “They’re here.”Jessica shifted, barely conscious, her breathing uneven. Hannah took a deep breathe while having a second thoughts.Maybe she should just surrender herself to Bernardo and all this would be over. But Brandon here would rather die than watch her go back