“My last day?” Ashley echoed, fear creeping into her voice. “What do you mean?” “Look at me!" Adam shouted. "Do you think I deserve an obese woman like you?” He spat, his face contorting with disgust. “Me?” she finally managed to whisper, her voice shaking. Betrayed by her husband and sister on her birthday night, pregnant Ashley Smith is left for dead. Fueled by anger and a thirst for vengeance, this dead girl is back with a new face and identity, but her quest for revenge might not be as simple as she thought, plus her ex husband likes the body of this new woman and wants her. Will she be able to get her revenge or will she lose it all again? And what happens when Prince charming comes her way after she'd sworn never to give love another chance?
Lihat lebih banyak**Third person**
“Today is the day you die,” Adam growled, his voice laced with venom as he walked towards his pregnant wife, Ashley. Ashley, whose back was facing him, turned to look at him. “Oh Adam, it's you.” She gave him a casual smile, clearly ignorant of what Adam had planned for the night. Then she shut her eyes briefly and took a relaxing breath, allowing the cold night breeze to brush her skin for a few seconds before opening them back. “The view here is wonderful, isn't it?” She pointed out. “It's really scary how the ocean can be so dark.” Today was her twenty-fifth birthday, and she'd decided to celebrate it on her luxurious ship with friends. The lighting on this side of the ship was dim, and so she missed the icy glare on Adam's face. Adam took a step towards her, a smirk plastered across his face. “I'm really glad you like the view, it would have been a shame if you didn't. Especially since this is the last view you'll ever enjoy.” “Oh, don't say that. We'll definitely visit other beautiful…” The words died in her mouth when she spotted two men appear from the darkness. They immediately restrained her arms. “What's going on here?” She barked, confusion etched all over her face. They'd loosened their grip on her now, but she was caged in a corner of the ship. “Even if you scream, no one can save you. Everyone on this ship is fast asleep, thanks to spiked drinks,” Adam explained, a cruel smirk twisting his face. “Huh? What are you talking about?” Her gaze darted from the men in front of her to her lovely husband, Adam. Adam clenched his jaw. “Didn't you hear what I said earlier? Today is your last day,” he yelled, unable to contain his anger. Her naivety irritated him to the core. She was silent, still trying to process what he had said. Adam moved a bit closer, into the light, and the frosty look on his face made Ashley tremble slightly. Was this some sort of birthday present? It had to be. “My last day?” She echoed, fear creeping into her voice. “What do you mean?” “Look at me!” Adam shouted. “Do you think I deserve an obese woman like you?” He spat, his face contorting with disgust. Tears involuntarily streamed down Ashley’s cheeks, and her trembling hands clutched the cold rails of the ship. Four months pregnant, she couldn't grasp what her husband was saying. Was she dreaming? “Me?” she finally managed to whisper, her voice shaking. He raked his fingers through his hair frustratedly. “Oh goodness, who else could I be talking to? Aren't you shapeless and ugly?” Ashley swallowed; his words cut deep like a knife. “But… But Adam,” she stuttered. “You said that you didn't want me wearing makeup or even going to a beauty salon because other men will…” “Shut up, woman!” Adam's harsh tone cut through. Where had she gone wrong? “S-Sorry,” she struggled to murmur. “Whatever the problem is, we can…” “No need to apologize,” Adam interrupted, a murderous glint in his eyes. “I'll manage the company well while you're gone.” Ashley noticed the look on his face, and a shiver coursed down her spine. Adam wasn't bluffing? He was actually going to kill her? Her eyes scanned the surroundings anxiously, but there was no escape. “But, why?” She pleaded, her face a mask of confusion and terror. For the past three years of their marriage, she's been the perfect, obedient, and understanding wife. If Adam needed anything done, all he had to do was ask. “Why?” she repeated, a touch louder this time. If she was going to die, she at least deserved to know. His gaze shifted to the shadows, and from there, a figure emerged. As it stepped closer, Ashley recognized her sister, Karen. “Karen!” Ashley called out, relief washing over her. “Please, call for help!” she cried, a desperate plea in her voice. “It's Adam… I don't know why, but he's trying to…” Karen’s chilling laugh cut Ashley off. “You don't get it, do you?” Karen was standing beside Adam now. Leaning forward, they locked lips in front of Ashley's horrified eyes. Ashley's grip on the rail tightened until she felt her hands go numb. Was this some kind of twisted nightmare? Her tears were replaced with ragged gasps and choked sobs as she watched the betrayal unfold. “Since when…?” She stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “Oh, please,” Karen scoffed, giving her a condescending look. “You're just fat and stupid. Did you really think that Adam could love someone like you?” Ashley felt her heart sink to her stomach. How could Karen say those mean things to her? Karen was her sister and best friend. “Karen?” Ashley croaked, her chest aching with utter disbelief. “You know you turn me on with that sass,” Adam purred to Karen, his eyes filled with affection as he tucked Karen's hair behind her ear. Adam leaned forward, and they kissed again, his hand reaching for her backside. “Don't you two have any shame?” Ashley yelled, her voice finally breaking. “What did I ever do to deserve this? I…” Ashley struggled to find her words. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she didn't even mind that the mucus dripping from her nose found its way to her mouth. She could feel her stomach ache. Nothing made sense to her. “I’ve always been there for you both! I've…” Before Ashley could finish, Karen had rushed to her and landed a vicious slap on her cheek. The force of the slap sent Ashley reeling back, almost toppling over the edge. “Just throw this bitch overboard already,” Karen snarled, her chest heaving with anger. “I can't stand looking at her anymore.” “You heard her,” Adam said coldly to the guards. “Dispose of her.” “Please, please,” Ashley begged, the horrifying reality sinking in. “What about our baby? Don't do this! I beg you!! With everything you hold dear,” she screamed, each word filled with desperation. But Adam remained unmoved, his eyes filled with disgust. Had he been acting all these years, or was she just too blind to see? The guards manhandled her while she clawed, kicked, and screamed. “No! My baby can't die!! Please, Adam! I’ll give you everything I own!” Adam’s response was a cruel laugh. “You're even dumber than I thought,” he muttered, clenching his fists. “Everything you own already belongs to me!” “Please! Pleaseeee!!” She cried. “It's our baby!” Her struggles turned futile, and the men pushed her out of the ship. A tear echoed as her face collided with the sharp edge of the ship. “Arghhh!” Ashley groaned in pain. The deep cut that ran across her face was gushing out with blood, blurring her vision, and dripping into the water. Ashley shut her eyes to prevent more blood from entering, and her hands clutched desperately to the rail of the ship as she hung in the air. “How pathetic,” Karen sneered from where she stood. “You should just give up already.” “Please, Karen, have mercy,” Ashley begged, but Karen just rolled her eyes in disgust. As she clung on for dear life, she felt her grip on the rail loosen a bit, and a cold dread coursed through her. Was this really how she'd die? She needed to protect her child, no matter what. “My parents will find out," Ashley blurted out. Her voice was as fierce as possible, hoping to intimidate them. “And you'll pay... Except you let me go. I won't tell…” Adam and Karen exchanged knowing glances and then burst out in mock laughter. “Newsflash; The CCTV on this side has been disabled. Tomorrow, everyone will believe you just slipped and fell overboard,” Karen finally spoke up, her voice was laced with pride. Their plan was brilliant. Ashley gasped in fear, and before she could utter another word, Adam gave her a final, brutal kick that sent her hand flying off the rail. Karen and Adam watched the struggling figure in the water for a moment. Then, hand in hand, they walked back inside, leaving Ashley to her watery grave. They say when you're about to die, your whole life flashes through your eyes. And as Ashley struggled to stay afloat, she started to remember, The day she married Adam… The way he changed afterwards… And even the day he… he… Then her thoughts became quiet.**Third person** Valerie dragged her heavy eyes open. She blinked a couple of times to clear her vision. The smell of drugs and antiseptic and hospital filled her nose. Beside her, Lucas sat with his eyes closed. Almost immediately she jumped up on the bed. “Let me go,” she shouted, startling Lucas. He climbed the bed and pulled her into his arms. “It's okay, you're safe now,” he whispered softly, planting kiss after kiss on her hair and forehead. Valerie relaxed into his embrace, her racing heart finally calm. A tear slipped from his eyes and he wiped it. He'd thought he'd lost her. “I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe. I should have anticipated it, I should—” “It's not your fault,” she cut him off gently. “It's not.” Tears trailed down her own cheeks and she sniffed. “What happened to Matthew?” A muscle ticked in Lucas's jaw, he felt Matt had an easy fate after everything he did. "Dead." Valerie let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, her body shaking with relieve
**Third person**“Let's move, slowly,” Matt murmured in Valerie's ears, his hot breath fanning against her skin. His eyes were still locked onto Lucas—who was practically shooting daggers at Matt with his eyes."Matthew, please," Valerie whispered back, her voice trembling. "You don't have to do this. You can still let me go."Matt's jaw tightened, his chest heaving with desperation and anger. "Do you really think I'm stupid?" he hissed. "You want me to let you go? I should just allow you to run into his arms?" He questioned in a mocking tone.“Drop your weapon and surrender,” the police announced again but neither Valerie nor Matt paid any attention. “Best believe that if I do that, then I'll shoot you from behind before you get to him,” Matt added. The chilling sensation in his voice sent a shiver down Valerie's spine.“Man to man,” Lucas began, his voice almost a growl. “What would it take for you to let her go? Anything at all… name it. Even if you don't want to spend a single da
**Third person**It took Matthew half the time it would normally take to get to the bunker. He parked his car at a safe distance before running over to the location. And with each step he took, his mind raced, his heart pounded with anxiety. He couldn't afford to lose her now that he was so close. They'd literally be leaving the country today. Valerie please be there, please be there, Matt murmured, his legs moving faster.A half-relieved sigh left his lips when he reached the entrance and saw that the door was still locked—She was still here. His trembling fingers sifted through his bunch of keys, his breath gaspy and he wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his palm.Matt unlocked the door and then pushed it open forcefully. His eyes blazing with anger and anxiety found Valerie immediately. She was curled up at a corner, her cheeks stained with tears and her hands and feet shaking."What have you done??!" he growled, his voice venomous.She frowned in confusion, even th
**Third person**Matt seemed to ponder for a moment before he exhaled deeply. Then he moved over to the table and picked up a small knife. He began cutting the ropes. His jaw clenched at the red mark the ropes left on her skin, a pang of guilt coursing through him. He'd done this to her, he thought. “Do you need me to get you anything from the store?”Finally untied, Valerie examined her free hands and legs, a sense of relief and determination washing over her. “No, thanks.”“I'll be back soon.” He gave her a warning look. “Don't try anything stupid.”She nodded vigorously. “I wouldn't dare.”Satisfied, Matthew turned around and headed out. Valerie had her timid and innocent mask on, until the moment Matthew was out of view.She squeezed her eyes shut and then began counting from one to fifty in her head, giving Matthew enough time to leave the premises. Even with her eyes closed, she could hear the locks click behind him.When she was done, she sprang to her feet, her eyes desperat
**Third person**Eighteen hours had passed since Valerie's disappearance.Lucas stood in the center of his living room, surrounded by computers and anxious faces. His team of experts, handpicked from the best in the business, worked tirelessly to track down any lead on his woman.But so far, neither his team nor the police have been able to come up with anything tangible. There was also no signal from the tracker in Valerie's necklace. Either her kidnapper knew that the necklace was bugged and got rid of it, or they were under water, in a bunker, or somewhere that'll block the signal.One thing for sure; he'd find Valerie and he'd find her soon. Even if it meant turning the planet upside down. She'd be found.News about her and disappearance was all over the media and there was a huge cash prize for whoever brought relevant information on her whereabouts. Lucas ran a palm across his exhausted face. Deep lines creased his forehead, and his jaw was set in a rigid clench. "Broaden the
**Third person** It was almost as if Valerie disappeared just when Elliot blinked. After dismissing the woman who'd come to talk to him, he looked up but he didn't find his boss. Damnit! He'd clenched his jaw and quickened his pace, his hand instinctively resting on the gun holstered at his hip as he rushed outside. Eyes scanned everywhere around but there was no trace of her. "Miss Thorne?" he called out, his mind racing. “Ashley?” He called louder. “Valerie?” There was no response. Immediately, he dialed her number… once, twice, thrice… until it was unreachable. He'd rushed over to some passersby to ask if they'd seen her… There was nothing. Shit! Just then, his phone started ringing. Elliot pulled the device out and stared at the screen, his throat suddenly feeling dry as he registered the caller ID—Mr. Stone. He took a deep breath and then pressed the answer button. ***************************** Valerie's eyes fluttered open, her gaze was blurry and unfocused. She tri
**Third person**Valerie's blood ran cold as she stared at the picture attached to the message. It was a picture of a small boy, no more than two years old. The fact that he was a spitting image of Lucas Stone had goosebumps erupting all over her skin—same blue eyes, jet-black hair, nose, lips, jawline…Val's heart rate increased. Her son was truly alive?“We’re heading to the hospital; Mr. Stone said we're meeting him there?” Elliot asked, his hands already on the ignition.Valerie nodded absent mindedly and he started the car.She felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she stuck her head outside the window. Breeze hit her face but it did nothing to calm her. She knew that she had to lose Elliot, and fast. As the car moved through the city, she spotted a convenience store up ahead and made a split-second decision. "I need to stop and get some water," she said suddenly.Elliot frowned and glanced at the bottle of water sitting in the middle of the car compartment.
**Third person**Valerie's smile broadened into a full-blown grin. "Oh, don't think it's unfair if justice isn't served for your lover's sister."Karen frowned, her eyes narrowing. "My lover? What do you mean?" What did this have to do with Victor, she hasn't even heard from him, Karen wondered.Valerie locked her eyes onto Karen's. "Victor, your bodyguard... the one you've been fucking.” She paused to study Karen's face—she didn't look so confident anymore. “But you killed his sister."Karen's face drained of blood, her eyes wide and her lips parting with shock. Valerie continued, "The young lady who took care of Nathaniel Scott."Dread coursed through Karen, her mind shifting back to the night Nathaniel was killed. He'd been with a woman, and when Adam killed Mr. Scott, the woman witnessed it. Karen had to silence her.A small smile found its way to Valerie's lips as she studied the horrified look on Karen's face. "So now, does it finally ring a bell?"Karen's eyes stung with tears
**Third person**Valerie woke up to a wet sensation on her clit. A shiver coursed through her spine, her nipples hardening.The sensation continued, and she was forced to open her eyes. She wiped her heavy eyes with the back of her palm and then looked down between her legs, where the source of the heat she was feeling came from. Lucas, with his head between her thighs, looked up, his tongue still whipping her sensitive clit. “Morning, babe,” he murmured. Valerie blinked a couple of times to clear her eyes. She arched her back and she cried out in pleasure when he slipped a finger inside her. “W-what are you doing?” She managed to ask between moans.He smiled and looked up at her again, with those dark, desire-filled eyes. Her cheeks flushed as she noticed her pussy juice rubbed all over his mouth and its surroundings. “I've always dreamed of waking you up like this,” she murmured, his voice rough.Lucas slipped another finger in her and began pumping, his tongue returning to her c
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