As they approached the sitting room, Amelia exclaimed, "Finally, Lisa is back! What took her so long? Did the poo not come out quick?" She laughed, the only one finding her joke amusing.“Sorry for keeping you waiting,” Lisa smiled politely. "I lost my way, and the inside of the penthouse is just so amazing. I love the interiors!"Ava acknowledged the compliment with a gracious "Thanks."Amelia felt cozy about how Lisa complemented Ava. She stood to her feet, and approached Ava, her eyes gleamed with a hint of jealousy. "How much can one pay to have a room in the penthouse?" she asked, her voice laced with longing.“The penthouse??” Ava's expression turned guarded, her eyes narrowing slightly. " Well, for now, It's not for sale, Amelia."Amelia's face fell, her eyes clouding with disappointment. For a moment, the room was tense, the air thick with unspoken desires and unmet expectations. Then, Amelia forced a bright smile, her mask of cheerfulness slipping back into place. "Oh, oka
Ava's smile was a masterful blend of sweetness and malice, her lips curling up in a sly, sideways curve. It was a smile that hinted at secrets and schemes, a smile that suggested she knew something you didn't.As she gazed at the screens, her eyes landed on another video feed, this one showing the interior of the Timberlakes' house. But the image was fuzzy, the camera's battery low. Ava's eyes narrowed, her smile faltering for a moment.Just then, Stanley walked into the room, carrying a cup of tea. "Here, I brought you something to drink.” He dropped the tray beside her table. “what's going on?" he asked, noticing her intense focus on the screens.Ava's smile returned, wider and more menacing than before. "I need to go into the Timberlakes' house," she said, her voice low and determined. “The cameras are low, I have to replace with a new one.”Stanley's eyes widened in alarm. "Won't that be a risk? How do you plan on doing it?" he asked, setting another tea down on a nearby console.
At 7pm sharp, Ava arrived at the location Amelia had sent, expecting an open space, but instead found herself standing in front of an underground bar parlor. The smell of cigarettes filled the air, making her wrinkle her nose in distaste. As she stepped inside, the disco lights flashed, making her feel uneasy and disoriented. The music was loud, the DJ's song pulsating through the room, making it hard for her to even think. Ava's instincts screamed at her to turn back, to leave this place behind, but as she turned to walk away, she heard her name being called out. "Ava!" The loudness of Amelia's voice cut through the music, making Ava's heart skip a beat. She turned back, forcing a smile onto her face as Amelia approached her, a wide grin spreading across her face. Amelia rested her hand on Ava's shoulder, a gesture Ava hated, but she forced herself to endure it. "Come meet the girls," Amelia said, her voice dripping with excitement.”they are dying to meet you.” Ava's eyes
Jackson asked Ava, "Hey, aren't you going to sit down?" But Ava remained silent, her eyes fixed on him.Amelia clung onto Ava's arm, forcing her to sit down. "What's wrong, Ava? Why are you so uneasy? Haven't you been in places like this before?"Ava laughed forcefully, "It's okay, Amelia. I'm just...a little out of my element, that's all."Just then, Lisa's boyfriend, Alex, stretched out his hand to introduce himself. "Hey, I'm Alex. Nice to meet you, Ava." But Ava didn't take his hand, just smiled and said, "Nice to meet you too, Alex."Alex's face fell, his eyes disappointed as his hand hung in the air for a moment before he used it to scratch his head and sat back down.Mia, one of the influencers, asked Ava, "Hey, can we take a picture together? It would be great for my social media!"Ava smirked, but before she could respond, Amelia interrupted, "Mia, that's rude! You shouldn't take people's pictures without their permission."Mia looked taken aback, "Oh, sorry Amelia, I didn't
As Jackson handed out the beers, Ava's eyes never left his face, her mind racing with suspicions. She took a seat, her hands clenched into fists, as Jackson began to spin the bottle.The girls cheered and chanted as the bottle spun, their laughter and shouts filling the room. Ava's eyes locked onto the bottle, her heart pounding in her chest.Finally, the bottle stopped, pointing straight at her. The girls cheered, "Ava! Ava!" as Jackson handed her the beer with a sly smile.Ava's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with doubts. Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She took the beer, her hand trembling slightly, as Jackson raised his own bottle in a toast."To Ava, the queen of social media!" he cheered, his eyes glinting with malice.Ava forced a smile, her heart racing with unease. She knew she had to play along, but her instincts screamed at her. She took a sip of the beer, her eyes never leaving Jackson's face, as the game continued, spiraling out of control.
Under the building's parking lot, a black bus waited, its engine purring, ready to transport Ava to her unknown destination. But as the man carrying her emerged into the night air, he was met with a surprise. Luke's men had arrived, surrounding the area, and a fierce battle ensued.The man carrying Ava was forced to drop her to the ground, fleeing for his life as the sound of police sirens grew louder in the distance. Luke rushed to Ava's side, lifting her unconscious body into his arms, as his men formed a protective circle around them.Just as the situation seemed under control, Stanley emerged from the shadows, a sly grin spreading across his face. He held up a small device, a fake police siren whistle, and gave a nod to Luke.Luke breathed a sigh of relief, his tension easing. The sirens had been a ruse, a clever trick to scare off the kidnappers. He held Ava close, his eyes scanning the area, ensuring they were safe. For now, they had outsmarted Jackson's men, but the danger was
Ava stepped out of her sleek, black car, her designer heels clicking on the pavement. The waiting news crew swooped in, cameras flashing as they snapped photos of her. The crowd surged forward, eager to get close, but her bodyguard swiftly intervened, forming a protective barrier around her.Ava's outfit was a stunning, red pantsuit, perfectly tailored to accentuate her curves. Her hips swiveled with each step, exuding confidence and poise. She glided across the parking lot, her sunglasses glinting in the sunlight.As she entered Jackson's office, he looked up, his expression frozen in shock. "Why are you here?" he asked, his voice laced with a mix of surprise and wariness.Ava smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She lowered her gaze, slowly removing her sunglasses, and Jackson's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with questions."I'm here to make a deal with you, Jackson," she said, her voice husky and confident.Jackson's face contorted into a mocking laugh. "A deal? You think y
Jackson sneered, "I can handle my own business, Ava. You need to stay out of it. You know nothing about the rumors surrounding Emily Greenfield's death. Why are you so concerned? It has no relation to you."Ava's eyes hung in the air, her gaze piercing, but she said nothing. The silence was oppressive, heavy with unspoken words.Then, a brief smile played on her lips. "Do you want to go down this path, Jackson?" she asked, her voice sweet as honey.Jackson nodded, his confidence unwavering. "Yes, I do."Ava's smile grew wider. "Alright then." She picked up her bag and stood up, her movements graceful and deliberate. "I'll leave you to your business, Jackson. For now."With that, she turned and walked out of his office, leaving Jackson feeling uneasy and unsure of what he had just gotten himself into.He bite his nail and looked out of the transparent window before him. At a store, Amelia sauntered through the supermarket, her flashy outfit turning heads. She wore a bright pink jumps
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Many years later, on a sun-kissed summer day, Ava's daughter Eloise stood radiant in her wedding gown, a vision of loveliness. Her tall, statuesque frame glided effortlessly beside her father Luke, down the lush green aisle, the soft grass beneath their feet.The sound of soft music playing in the background and everyone present, rising to their feet to appreciate her appearance and watch her elegant strode to the alter.Eloise's white wedding gown, a masterpiece of ivory silk, hugged her curves, showcasing her toned physique. Delicate lace adorned the bodice, framing her heart-shaped face and highlighting her bright, porcelain skin. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, soft waves framing her features.Her eyes, a bright, sparkling blue, shone like sapphires, reflecting her joy. John on the other hand, who stood his hands across each other right in front of him, gazed at Eloise as she approached with her father, slowly.Luke’s gray-haired but still dashing, beamed with pride, his
Ava and Amelia chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company, as they stood on the balcony of the penthouse, far above the glittering city lights. The cool evening breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers from the gardens below.Their conversation flowed effortlessly, sharing stories and memories, until Amelia's smile suddenly faded. Ava noticed the change and turned to her, concerned."What's wrong?" Ava asked, but before Amelia could respond, Ava's gaze shifted to see Gloria Timberlake standing behind her, holding a gun in her hand.“Surprise!” Gloria's eyes glittered, as Ava startled back with Amelia catching her. “Ohh, easy, so you don’t fall.” “How did you get in here? Who let you in and how are you not in prison?” Ava asked quickly but Gloria's eyes blazed with a mix of anger and desperation. "You know, Ava, you should have invited me to this little party."Ava's heart skipped a beat as she took a step back, her eyes fixed on the gun. "Gloria, I ask again, what a
As Ava and Luke mingled with their guests, they were stopped by Mrs. Muse, a prominent socialite, who gazed at them with admiration. "Ava, Luke, congratulations on your remarkable success! You two are the talk of the town, and your love story is truly inspiring."Ava smiled graciously, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you, Mrs. Muse. We're humbled by the support and kindness we've received."Mrs. Muse's eyes sparkled. "Your journey, from overcoming adversity to achieving greatness, is a testament to your strength and resilience. What's your secret to success?"Luke wrapped his arm around Ava, pulling her close. "Being together has been our strength. We've faced challenges, but our love has kept us grounded and focused on our goals."Ava nodded in agreement, her voice filled with emotion. "We've learned to appreciate each other, prioritize our relationship, and support each other's passions. It's not always easy, but it's worth it."Mr. Johnson, a business associate, chimed in, "Your partner
Three years had passed since Ava's ordeal, and she had never been happier. She and Luke were hosting an evening gala at their luxurious penthouse, and the excitement was obvious. The penthouse's interior was a masterpiece of design, with lavish chandeliers, marble floors, and floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the city skyline.The gala's theme was "A Night Under the Stars," and every detail was meticulously planned to create an enchanting atmosphere. The walls were adorned with intricate silver and gold patterns, shimmering like stardust. Crystal glasses and delicate china sparkled on the tables, while the soft glow of candles and string lights created a warm ambiance.The maids were speedily getting the whole tables set. Inside the penthouse, in an apartment Ava stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her stunning gown. The dress was a custom-made, strapless designer masterpiece, hugging her curves in all the right places. The silk fabric shimmered in the lig
Gloria paced back and forth in her prison cell, her eyes blazing with anger. Her lawyer, Mr. Jenkins, sat calmly, his expression stern. "Get me out of here," Gloria demanded, her voice low and menacing. "I don't belong here. This is all Amelia Clifford’s fault. I didn’t see this coming."Mr. Jenkins shook his head. "Gloria, there's no way. You've been convicted of multiple crimes, including abduction and assault. The evidence against you is overwhelming. You just have to stay put and serve your sentence."“Fuck it!”Gloria's face twisted in rage. "That Ava Richardson thinks she's so perfect, doesn't she? She's the reason I'm here. She's always been the reason for my misery." Gloria's curses filled the air, her venom directed at Ava.Mr. Jenkins sighed. "Gloria, Ava Richardson is the victim here. You abducted her and her children and nearly killed her. You need to accept responsibility for your actions."Gloria's eyes flashed. "I'll never accept this. Ava Richardson will pay for this. S
Ava's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with Luke's concerned gaze. He sat beside her, his face etched with worry, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep."What... what happened?" Ava asked, her voice groggy and barely above a whisper.Luke's expression softened, and he took her hand in his. "You fainted, Ava. You've been out for a few hours. I was so scared when I saw you on the floor."Ava's mind fogged, memories slowly returning. She remembered being with Amelia and then to Luke, talking to him about to leave, and then... nothing."The twins... where are they?" Ava asked, her voice laced with panic.Luke's hand enveloped hers, his touch warm and reassuring. "They're alright, Ava. They're safe and sound, sleeping in a room. Stanley is watching over them."Ava's eyes welled up with tears as Luke pulled her into a tight hug."Rest, Ava. Don't worry about anything. You're safe now," Luke whispered into her ear. “After you’re strong enough, we would go see the kids.”But Ava's worrie
Amelia sat beside John on the plush couch in her lavish bedroom, her eyes drinking in every detail of her son's face. She had missed so much, and she was determined to catch up. The warm sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the contours of John's features, and Amelia's heart swelled with love. "John, sweetie, tell me everything about yourself," Amelia said, her voice filled with excitement. "What do you like to do? What's your favorite subject in school? Do you have any new friends?" John's eyes sparkled as he launched into an enthusiastic account of his love for soccer, his favorite teacher, Mrs. Gabe, and his passion for reading. Amelia listened, captivated by her son's animated expressions. "And how's your father treating you?" Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern.”Has he been nice to you? John's face lit up with a warm smile. "Daddy's nice, Mommy. He's always busy, but he makes sure I'm taken care of. He takes me to the park and plays soccer with me whe
As the plane touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport, Italy, Amelia felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her son, John, wrestled with nervousness about facing Jackson again. The warm Italian sunlight streaming through the windows seemed to amplify her anxiety.Ethan, the charming stranger she had met on the plane, smiled warmly as they gathered their belongings. His piercing blue eyes crinkled at the corners, and his dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck."It was great talking to you, Amelia," Ethan said, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "I'll call you soon, okay?"“Yeah…sure,” Amelia smiled, feeling a spark of connection. "I'd like that."They exchanged numbers, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her cheek. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "Arrivederci, Amelia. Buona fortuna."Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She had not been expecting the kiss. Was this a sign to go out with him? No, she stil