LOGINKaren Donna at twenty six was in need of a job, after quiting her job as a waitress, she wanted to give her family the best life, and send her younger brother to college. When she finally got a job at New York far away from her hometown, she has left to face her hot boss who happened to be her boyfriend cousin. Things got heated fast, and she had to choose between her boss and her boyfriend who she happened to love so much.
View MoreKaren fell asleep in Peter’s arms again, her breath warm against his chest, her fingers still loosely curled around his shirt as if afraid he might vanish the moment she let go.Peter didn’t sleep.Not even for a second.He held her, but his eyes stayed fixed on the shadows dancing across the safe house walls, his mind replaying every threat, every warning, every move Mark could be making right now.The storm outside had died down, leaving a heavy, almost unnatural quiet.Too quiet.His phone buzzed on the table.Karen stirred, but Peter gently stroked her back until she relaxed again. He reached for the phone, shielding the screen with his hand so the light wouldn’t wake her.A single message flashed across his screen:“You can’t hide her forever.”No name.No number.Just the message.Peter’s eyes narrowed. He deleted it immediately.The safe house wasn’t compromised—not yet. But someone was watching. Someone was trying to get into his head.And unfortunately… it was working.He shi
The storm had passed, but the air inside the safe house still crackled with something fiercer than thunder.Peter set the lamp on the floor, its low flame throwing long shadows across the peeling wallpaper. The golden light caught on Karen’s face cheekbones sharp with exhaustion, lips swollen from biting back everything she couldn’t say. She sat curled into the corner of the couch, knees hugged to her chest, drowning in his jacket. The sleeves swallowed her hands. She looked small. She looked like his.He crossed the room in three slow strides and dropped to one knee in front of her, close enough that the heat rolling off his body cut through the damp chill clinging to her skin.“You’re shaking,” he said, voice rough.“I’m not cold.”“I know.”Her eyes flicked up to his, dark and glassy with unshed tears, and something inside his chest tore wide open.He reached for her face. She let him. His palms framed her jaw, thumbs sweeping across the wet tracks on her cheeks. The touch was care
The night thickened as if the darkness itself was listening. Karen fell asleep in Peter’s arms, her breathing shallow but steadier than before. Peter kept his eyes open, his hand stroking her back in slow circles while every sense in him stayed alert.He didn’t trust the silence.Not after the shadow he’d seen outside.Not after Mark’s message.Karen murmured something in her sleep and tightened her fingers in his shirt, as if afraid he would vanish the moment she drifted too far into dreams. Peter pressed a kiss to her forehead, his jaw tightening with resolve.She wasn’t safe yet.Not even close.He eased out from under her slowly and laid her gently on the couch, covering her with his jacket. Then he moved to the kitchen, opened the old storage cabinet, and pulled out a black metal box. Inside it was everything he might need his father’s handgun, a flashlight, two burner phones, and a small pack of cash.He hadn’t used this box in years.He never thought he’d need to.But for Karen,
Night settled heavily around the safe house, the kind of night that pressed against the windows like a warning. Inside, Karen curled on the small couch, knees drawn up, one hand resting protectively over her stomach. Her eyes were swollen from crying, but the tears had finally stopped. Exhaustion had replaced them.Peter stood by the window, barely breathing, watching the empty road like it might sprout danger at any moment. The safe house was hidden behind thick bushes, a forgotten bungalow his father once used for storage during his construction days. No cameras. No neighbors. No one to ask questions.But safety felt thin tonight. Too thin.Karen’s voice broke the silence. “He’ll find me, Peter.”Peter turned. The fear on her face nearly ripped him apart. She wasn’t the Karen who snapped back, who insulted him for every little thing, who tried to prove she didn’t care. She looked fragile. Almost breakable.“He won’t find you here,” Peter said, crossing to her. “I promise.”“Mark alw






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