Noah
I could barely hear Cassandra calling my name through the haze of pain and panic. My mind was racing, trying to process the danger surrounding me. I had acted on impulse. But I didn’t regret my decision.
At least Malcolm’s focus wasn’t on Cassandra anymore, giving her a chance to escape his advances. My own situation, however, was rapidly deteriorating.
The two guards had me pinned down, their grips unyielding and merciless. Josie’s cold voice cut through the tension. “Follow me, boys. And bring that bitch along with you. You guys can have some fun with her,” she ordered. Her laugh was sharp and mocking. A chill ran down my spine.
I struggled to escape. But my efforts were futi
NoahI shivered. The cold air mingled with my fear as I slowly opened my eyes. My head was throbbing. My heart pounded in my chest.The room around me was dim. The shadows were thick and oppressive. As if they were trying to swallow me whole. I could still hear the faint echoes of Josie's cruel laughter as she left me to the mercy of those two men.But something was wrong. The weight that had been pressing me down was gone. I blinked, trying to focus my vision through the haze of fear.One of the men lay crumpled on the floor. His body was twisted at an unnatural angle. His accomplice stood over him. His foot drove into the other man's side with a brutal, unrelenting force. The sickening sound of the impact made
NoahMy breath caught in my throat as Josie lifted the gun. Her eyes were blazing with murderous intent. Her gaze was focused on the man who had just saved me."No!" I screamed. Panic and desperation flooded every fiber of my being. I couldn’t let anyone else die for me. Not after what happened to Owen and Raymond.My body moved on its own, lunging toward the man to block the bullet. But before I could reach him, he pulled me down with him in one swift motion. His strong arms cradled my head as we hit the ground together. The world spun as we tumbled.My ear pressed against his chest. In the chaos of the moment, the sound of his heartbeat was all I could hear—a strong and steady rhythm just inches from my
RaymondThe wind whipped against my face as I plummeted down the cliffside. The world around me was reduced to a blur of jagged rocks and rushing air. I hurtled toward the wall of water below with a sickening speed.My heart pounded in my chest. Not only from the fall, but from the image that had been burned into my mind just moments before: Noah’s shocked blue eyes watching me fall, wide with fear and disbelief. “Noaaah!” I screamed her name. My voice was lost in the roar of the wind – I knew she couldn’t hear me. I could only hope she was safe, that she would somehow make it through this nightmare.As I fell, I caught a glimpse of Bob below me. His body collided with a massive rock before disappearing into the tumultuous ocean below. My eyes widened in despair. No, no, no, this can’t be happening!So, this was the end. I’d never imagined dying like this—hurtling toward my death with nothing to grab hold of but empty air. For a moment, time seemed to slow. All I could think about was
Raymond“You seem awfully familiar. What’s your name again?” Malcolm’s cold eyes bore into mine, searching for any sign of deception. His gaze was unnervingly sharp. As if he could peel away the layers of my disguise with a single look. But I didn’t flinch. I couldn't afford to.“David Watson, sir,” I responded smoothly, the alias slipping off my tongue with practiced ease. “I was hired a few weeks ago to replace one of your guards.” I kept my tone steady, my face impassive. But inside, my mind was racing. Would he buy it?Malcolm’s lips curled into a faint, disbelieving smirk as he studied me. “David Watson, huh? Interesting name. There’s something about you… your eyes, maybe.” He leaned in closer, the smell of expensive cologne mingling with something darker—something sinister. “They remind me of someone I used to know.”My heart pounded in my chest, but I maintained my composure. I stared right back at him, not showing any signs of fear. The military had done more than just piece m
NoahI stood there, frozen. My mind refused to process what my eyes were seeing. Raymond was alive. The man I thought I had lost forever was standing before me, flesh and blood. I couldn’t hold back the tears that flooded my eyes as I rushed to him, throwing my arms around his neck. He held me tightly. His embrace was a lifeline in the sea of chaos that surrounded us. His chest heaved with emotion, and I could feel his own tears dampening my hair."I thought I’d lost you forever," I sobbed, my voice breaking with the weight of the grief I had carried for so long. "I couldn’t breathe without you, Raymond."He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes, his own filled with a mixture of relief, sorrow and overwhelming love. “I never stopped fighting for you, Noah. Every second I was gone, you were the only thing that kept me going. I couldn’t die knowing you were still in danger.”I clung to him. My fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt as if letting go would mean losing him again. “
NoahMalcolm stood before us, a deranged figure. Blood was streaming down his face from a wound on his forehead. The crimson trail only intensified the madness in his eyes. His raven hair, no longer slicked back, now jutted out wildly, giving him the appearance of a horned figure. In the shadows, he looked like the devil himself, straight out of hell.His eerie, guttural laugh echoed through the dimly lit alley. It sent shivers down my spine. The gun in his hand was aimed directly at us. His finger was twitching dangerously close to the trigger.Raymond's presence beside me was both a comfort and a curse. His return from the dead had filled me with a hope I never thought I’d feel again. But now that hope was hanging by a thread. Malcolm’s words rattled me to the core.“Raymond... What does he mean?” My voice trembled as I looked up at him, searching his eyes for some hint of the truth. The thought of him being on drugs, of him needing something so desperately, terrified me. I needed to
NoahMultiple men were headed our way. One of them was Simon. Relief flooded through me. When I turned back, I gasped. Malcolm staggered, his face twisted in shock and pain. He looked down at his chest, where a dark stain was rapidly spreading across his shirt. His gun slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground as he crumpled to his knees.For a moment, there was silence, broken only by Malcolm’s labored breathing. He looked up at us, his eyes wide with disbelief, before finally collapsing to the ground.The devil had fallen.The silence that followed was deafening. No one could believe it—a man as cruel and ruthless as Malcolm Blackwood had hesitated for a woman. The deranged drug lord, the embodiment of evil, was brought to his knees by… love.Simon and his colleagues had arrived just in time, their guns blazing. The shots echoed in the dark night. Each one was a hammer striking down the reign of terror Malcolm and his father had held for so long. As the floored man fought to
NoahThe car rolled to a stop in front of Raymond's father’s mansion. The grand estate loomed against the backdrop of a clear, cloudless sky. As we slowly drove up the spacious driveway, my heart raced with anticipation. Months of separation and the fear that I might never see my son again had gnawed at my soul. But now, the moment was finally here.I caught a glimpse of a small figure darting from the front door, running full speed toward us. My breath hitched. It was Neil—our precious little boy, safe and sound. The world around me faded as I threw open the car door and rushed out. Raymond followed closely behind."Mommy! Daddy!" Neil's voice, high-pitched and full of joy, echoed in the cool morning air.I dropped to my knees, arms wide open. He crashed into me with the force only a small child can muster. I wrapped him in a tight embrace. My tears were falling freely into his soft hazel hair. Raymond knelt beside us. His strong arms encircled both of us. For a moment, the world w