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
Amelia quickly typed a response to Ava's message in the group chat: "Thanks, sis! This is really great news! Can't wait to be there!" She then turned to Lisa and asked, "And you, Lisa? Are you coming too? To the penthouse I mean." Lisa shook her head, "No, I'll just stay at my boyfriend's place." Amelia raised an eyebrow, "What's the point of staying in a relationship with a guy who doesn't work?" Lisa defended, "He just got a new job!" Amelia asked, "What is it?" Lisa replied, "He's a delivery guy." “Delivery guy?” Amelia chuckled, "Pathetic. Lisa, you need to grow up and find a better man. One who can actually provide for you." Lisa replied, "I like him for who he is, regardless I don’t care about what he does, and if he's not enough to provide." Amelia shook her head, "Too bad. You're a waste on a guy like him." "I need to leave, I have to be somewhere," Lisa said, “Not so fast.” Amelia insisted, "I'm not done here." Lisa explained, "I have a part-time job t
Luke's face flushed a deep red as he recounted the encounter, his eyes avoiding Mrs. Greenfield's amused gaze. "I didn't know her, and she was just so...clumsy. At first, I thought she was being dramatic, but..." He trailed off, his blush intensifying.Mrs. Greenfield's chuckle filled the line, her laughter warm and throaty. "Oh, Luke, you're so sweet."Just then, Luke's office door swung open, and Stanley stood in the doorway, a questioning look on his face. Luke's eyes met his, and he nodded discreetly. "I have to go, Mrs. Greenfield.""Okay, dear. Take care," she said, her voice still tinged with amusement.With a hasty goodbye, Luke cut the line, his face still flushed from the memory of Emily's unexpected faint and their unexpected lip lock.Luke asked, "What's up, Stanley?"Stanley approached him, his expression serious. "Are you aware of the new occupants in the penthouse?"Luke nodded, "Ava notified me already. I don't know what she's up to, but as they say...keep your friends
Luke stood at the penthouse window, his gaze lost in the cityscape below, his chiseled features a mask of contemplation. His handsome face was a picture of introspection, his eyes distant and troubled.Meanwhile, Ava ascended the stairs, her red sleeveless gown flowing behind her like a river of fire. As she walked, the occupants and staff couldn't help but greet her, their faces lighting up with respect and admiration. Ava nodded graciously, her smile radiant, her head held high with an air of quiet confidence. Inside, she felt accomplished, her mission to uncover the truth about Amelia's past a success.She stopped at a door, her hand on the knob, and pushed it open. Luke turned to face her, his eyes locking onto hers. Ava locked the door behind her, her gaze returning to Luke's face."Why are you here alone, Luke?" she asked, her voice husky and demanding.Luke's silence was readable, his eyes drinking in Ava's beauty. Her features were flawless, her skin radiant, her eyes sparkli
TEN YEARS AGO - SUMMERIt had been winter break and not everyone came by to school but it was compulsory they did participate in one or two extracurricular to make them more active. Emily on the other hand hated activities, apart from studying, she loved listening to music. She sat outside, her earpieces plugged in, her eyes fixed on her phone screen. A pink petals from the nearby flowers fell gently on her head, like confetti, as she watched Jackson perform on stage. She was completely absorbed in the video, her eyes shining with admiration. Jackson Timberlake was her idol, and she had watched every beat he had ever released, mesmerized by his talent and charisma.As she sat there, lost in the music, she felt like she was a part of something bigger than herself. Jackson's beats were her escape, her happy place, and she knew every lyric, every rhythm, by heart. She had spent countless hours listening to his tracks, imagining herself on stage with him, performing alongside her idol.
PRESENT DAYAs they got to the end of the staircase, Ava left Luke's side and approached the guests with a radiant smile. As she mingled, a guest greeted her, "Ava, you look stunning tonight!"“Thank you,”Ava would reply back. From across the room, Amelia's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on Ava with jealous glares. She couldn't help but feel envious of the attention Ava was receiving.Amelia forced a fake smile and approached Ava, "Ava, you look good."Ava replied, her voice sweet and innocent, "Thank you, Amelia. You're looking lovely tonight as well."The exchange was identical to their first encounter, but the tension between them was readable. Amelia's eyes flashed with anger, her smile faltering for a moment before she regained her composure. The rivalry between them was still simmering, waiting to erupt at any moment.Jackson's eyes locked onto Ava, his voice filled with admiration. "Ava, you shine brighter with each passing day."He took her hand in his, his lips inches from ki
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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