**Third person**Karen's mansion later that night.“The deed is done.” The hired man stood before Karen, hands at his back, while his expression was stoic. Karen placed a leg over the other, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "And the body?" She asked, her voice low.“The car went over a cliff. The cops will find it soon enough,” he replied.Karen nodded, a cold smile spreading across her face. "Good. Make sure there are no loose ends.”“Yes, ma'am.”Just then, Victor entered the room, and Karen immediately turned to him with a smile. “You're just on time; everything turned out just fine,” she blurted out with a smile, forgetting that they weren't alone. The realization hit her, and she regained her composure at once, clearing her throat as she looked away from Victor. “So how's Amanda? Is she getting better?” she asked with a straight face.Victor's expression flickered, a brief hesitation before responding. "She's... fine. Recovering well."Then he bowed slightly and made to lea
**Third person** At the Stone's Enterprises, Lucas shoved his hands into his pocket, his gaze fixed on somewhere outside the window. “So it is authentic?” He asked Calvin. Calvin nodded. “Yes, as far as the experts could tell.” Lucas clenched his jaw slightly and then drew in a sharp breath. “Then that means she lied?” “I wouldn't exactly say that though,” he paused. “You remember that our findings were a bit strange.” “Mmhm,” Lucas hummed thoughtfully, his head bobbing slightly. “And what have you been about to get on that anonymous person?” "Uh..." Calvin hesitated. There wasn't much he could have gathered in a few days. Lucas pulled out a hand from his pocket, ran it through his hair, and then turned to look at Calvin. “Valerie said that he has texted her just twice,” he stated. “The first was something trivial, and then this.” Calvin furrowed his brow slightly. “Something trivial?” he asked. But Lucas continued anyway, ignoring Calvin's question. “And the initials he
**Third person**Valerie had just stepped into Harrisons Enterprises.She was wearing a black stiletto, her lips painted a bright shade of red that matched her fitted dress. Lucas was walking by her side, while the cops were behind them.Adam ran up to them as soon as he saw Valerie. “Val… Valerie… I was so worried,” he confessed, his eyes sparkling and his entire teeth on display. Then he turned, his expression becoming serious. “Mr. Stone?” Adam bowed slightly. “I hope there's no problem, especially since you brought..." His eyes darted to the three policemen briefly. “...company.”Lucas’s expression remained grim. “They'll be leaving with the person who tried to murder my fiance.”“Mur… Murder?” Adam stuttered, his eyes widening in shock. “Someone tried to kill Valerie?” And at that moment, Adam immediately reached for Valerie’s hand. “Are you okay?”Lucas furrowed his brow at the scene, his hand flying to break their contact. Then he pulled Valerie close before shooting a glare a
**Valerie**I walked back to my office, a surge of satisfaction coursing through me. One man down; next would be Karen. Taking a sharp breath, the events of that night replayed in my mind. I had somehow managed to get a second chance.***Few days ago***I slowly opened my eyes, taking in the surroundings. The table, chair, wall… This wasn't my room. So where was I?Rubbing my eyes with the back of my palm to ward off sleepiness, I said up gently. The images of the last thing I could remember flashed through my head, and a shiver ran down my spine.Tessa spiking my drink... Me trying to get away... the men trying to carry me afterwards... And then my mind went blank. But why did they bring me here? I thought they must have killed me by now. I wrapped my trembling arms around my chest in fear as my mind reeled. “Wait, am I in heaven?” I murmured to myself.“Do you really think you'd go to heaven if you died?” A voice startled me. I looked up to see Lucas."Lucas?" My voice was barel
**Third person**Karen stormed into her office, slamming the door behind her. She paced back and forth, her anger boiling over as Valerie's words replayed in her mind.*Amelia said the same thing on Friday. Guess who's going to sleep in a cell tonight?*Karen's fist clenched, and she gritted her teeth. “How dare she threaten me?” she thundered, her hands flying to her table. And object after object, she tossed them at the wall before finally swiping all the papers off the table.Then suddenly, she stopped and picked up her phone, her mind drifting to the bastard who told her that the job was done, that Valerie was dead."Answer," she growled into the receiver as soon as he picked up.A hesitant voice spoke on the other end. "Ma'am?""Why is she still alive?" Karen demanded. There was a pause before the voice responded. “Who?” His confusion was evident in his voice.“Fucking idiot,” she cursed. “Who did I ask you to get rid of?” “Valerie Thorne? What's the fuss about?” The man spoke
**Valerie**I walked into the knitting club, scanning the room for the familiar faces. Then I spotted Frances and Grandma, chatting and clicking their knitting needles. A bright smile plastered on my face, and my heart swelled with emotion as I made my way over to them."Hey, girl!" Frances exclaimed, tapping on the seat beside her and gesturing for me to sit. "We were just talking about you; it's been a while.”“Yeah,” I smiled again, taking a seat beside them.Frances leaned towards me. “The getaway dick got you real good, didn't it?” She whispered into my ear.I sputtered a cough, almost choking on my own spit.My cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and my lips spread into a small cheesy smile as I recalled my conversation with her at the bar. I cleared my throat and then looked up to meet her expectant eyes. Ah... Guess that wasn't a rhetorical question.Then I equally leaned towards her. “Wasn't quite what I was expecting,” I confessed in a whisper.She gasped softly. “Wait… D
**Third person**I sipped my coffee, my eyes locked onto Matthew's. “When I'm done with Karen, my parents are next.”Then my gaze shifted from him to somewhere beside his chair. “I need to know how my mom felt conspiring against her own daughter.” I sucked my teeth and wiped my face as a stray tear escaped from the side of my eye.“I wonder what it was like for her. Was it easy? Did she hesitate?” My chest tightened, and my voice came out in broken pieces. “Who knows, maybe she probably even brought up the idea. But still, I'd never understand why.”“Valerie,” Matt called out, placing a comforting palm on my shoulder. And from my tear-blurred eyes, I could see his jaw clench. “What good is having a family anyway? when all they do is betray and abandon you?”I shrugged, trying to seem unaffected even though it still hurt like yesterday. “Well, I'm fine now. That's all in the past. I don't have a family anymore.” I said, trying to keep my voice firm. He nodded and then gave my shoulder
**Valerie**Lucas placed his hand behind my neck, pulling me towards him as his lips crashed on mine, making me forget my question.The kiss was brief, and without warning, he lifted me like I weighed nothing and placed me in a sitting position on the bed. His knees dropped to the ground in front of me. “My mother said I've kept you waiting for too long.” His dark eyes filled with desire stared up at me.I swallowed, my mouth opening to respond, but before my words could come out, he ripped open the buttons of my nightgown. My bare body was exposed, open, and vulnerable to him as my nipples stared right at him. The way his eyes flickered through my body increased the hot throbbing sensation in my pussy. “Beautiful tits,” he muttered with a lust-filled gaze. More than anything, I wanted his lips on them, to feel how truly beautiful they were. To possess them and show me how much he appreciated them. But instead, his head found its way to between my legs. Starting from my inner thigh
**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 tried to sit
**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
**Third person**Karen's face went pale, and she was silent. The officer spoke up again. “What will it be, Mrs. Smith? Will you rat your parents out to save your skin?”Finally, Karen's eyes flashed with defiance, locked on the officer’s. "No."The officer's expression didn't change, but her voice took on a slightly harder edge. "Mrs. Smith, we have evidence. We know your parents were involved. It's better for you if you cooperate."Karen's jaw set, her eyes blazing with determination. "I said no," she hissed. The officer pressed her lips into a thin line stood up. “Very well then,” she sighed out in resignation. “I'll ask you again after you spend a week in this shithole. I'm sure you'll have a change of mind.” Then she shrugged and gave Karen a wicked smile. “That's if you survive it. Because this place is no place for a pretty girl like you.”“Go to hell if you think you can scare me!” Karen snapped, trying to seem confident even though her voice trembled slightly.”The woman smi
**Third person**Wait… Valerie just stood still for a few minutes, her mind blank, her head spinning.A gentle tap from Elliot had her snapping out of her daze. She looked up at her robot. “It's fine, he's a friend. Give us a moment, please,” she murmured absentmindedly. Elliot glanced at Victor briefly, a warning flashing in his eyes before he stepped back.As Valerie's eyes locked onto Victor's, she felt goosebumps erupt all over her skin. The initials "VA" flashed into her mind. He was the anonymous person who had been helping her all along. How??"How are you...?" Valerie's voice trailed off as the memories came flooding back. The first time he'd texted her, she was literally about to enter Adam's office with a knife. He had been standing just outside the door. So she didn't think too much about him. He was Karen's bodyguard. He had always been in plain sight, but she never recognized him. Even on the yacht... he was always there. He knows about all Karen's plans; that's how he
**Third person**“I thought the reality sank in after you cried for help?” Lucas mocked, his eyes shooting daggers at Adam. “If I think about what you tried to do to my woman, I still have this urge to kill you regardless.”Adam's jaw clenched again at the mention of ‘my woman’. But he didn't say a word about it, he wouldn't dare.Lucas placed the paper and pen that he was holding on the table. “Sign them now while I'm being nice,” he ordered, his voice a low growl that had Adam forcing a lump down his throat. Then he removed his feet from Adam's hand.Adam cried out in relief.Using his other hand as support, Adam tried to massage the hurt one into shape, but it was numb anyway. He looked up at Lucas, “My fingers… I—I can't sign.”Lucas shot Adam a glare without saying a word. He didn't need to.Adam swallowed, and quickly, he picked up the pen with trembling hands and scribbled his signature on the paper. His jaw tightened when he finished signing. So he is actually divorced from A
**Third person**“I'll get you, I promise,” she swore, and then climbed out of the window, still flashing the knife in her hand.Karen sprinted to her car and leapt inside. Her shaky hands found the ignition, her eyes watching Elliot who was almost closing in on her as she sped away.Elliot paused to catch his breath, his hands on his waist as he watched the back of Karen's car helplessly. Then immediately, he rushed inside to check up on the women.He apologized to the frightened women, then he cleaned Frances’s wound. Afterwards, he called Lucas to inform him. And as expected, Lucas was fuming. ****************************Valerie sat on the hard chair, her fingers drumming on the desk as she waited with her eyes fixed on the door where Adam would emerge. An officer brought him out, his wrists cuffed to a chain around his waist. His eyes met Valerie's, and his face brightened.Adam looked worn out, his skin pale and his eyes sunken. His hair was disheveled, and his clothes were w
**Third person**“Hello, sister,” Karen sneered, her eyes blazing with fury as she got closer. She reached where Valerie was standing, and without hesitating, she swung her knife in the air. Adrenaline coursed through Valerie, and she dodged quickly before any harm was done. “What are you doing?” Valerie fumed, taking swift steps backward, further into the room and away from Karen.Karen followed. “Come, let me show you.” She lunged forward and swiped the blade at Val again. Valerie scurried backwards again, her heart racing with fear as she reached for a pillow on her bed. She used it as a shield when Karen swung her arm in the air again. The knife sliced the pillow fabric, fiber bleeding out.“Don't you think you've done enough harm already?” Valerie panted, heart hammered anxiously against her chest as she spoke. She glanced at the bathroom door that was still shut. Frances was still inside, listening to her music and singing along loudly.“The fact that you're still alive means