CandaceMy head throbbed. When I opened my eyes, the surrounding darkness was almost total, broken only by a faint beam of light coming from a dirty, dust-covered window. My arms were tied tightly, the tight knot cut my wrists, and the cold of the abandoned warehouse made me shiver. I had become disoriented and confused, trying to understand what had happened. Then a growing fear hit me. “The baby,” I thought, with a wave of panic, as I looked at my belly.“Someone help me!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the empty warehouse. I struggled against the restraints, but the pain only increased. My eyes adjusted to the darkness, and that's when I noticed a figure stepping out of the shadows.Glory was there, with a triumphant smile on her face. Her eyes had an insane shine, and she approached me, savoring every step. My heart started pounding in my chest. She was more upset than ever, and the way she looked at me made me shiver.“Glory? What…what are you doing?” I asked, trying to stay
HaraldI was worried sick after reading that kidnapping message. My head was spinning, and my stomach was in knots, but all I could and could do was keep my hands steady on the steering wheel as I drove as fast as I could. My heart was beating so hard that I could feel it in my temples. I needed to get there before it was too late. I knew Glory was out of control, and if I didn't get there in time, she would actually kill Candace, just like she killed my father.Guilt weighed heavily in his chest. This was all happening because of me, and the fear was only made worse because Candace was pregnant. She couldn't take that risk, but now she was there, in danger, and the responsibility was mine. I accelerate further, the car's engine roaring as the abandoned warehouse approaches the dark horizon. The place was far from the city, a desolate setting that seemed like the scene of a nightmare. When I finally arrived, it was already night. The darkness didn't scare me. I had to go in, I had to
HaraldI breathed hard, watching Glory's face as she held the gun tightly, as if that object represented something sacred to her. It was impossible to believe that this woman, who had once been everything to me, had now become my greatest threat. The intense glow in his eyes was a mixture of deep pain and unhealthy obsession. And that glow was focused on me, asking me for something I didn't know if I could handle."Please, Glory… You don't have to do this. We both don't need this," I murmured, trying to maintain control even though my hands were shaking and my heart was beating so loudly I could hear it.She laughed softly, an almost empty sound, as if she were mocking my weaknesses. Laughter echoed off the walls of the room and hit me like a blast of cold air. Gloria moved slowly, and I felt the heat from her body as she got closer. The gun was still held tightly in her hand."Harald, my love… do you really believe I don't need this?" She whispered, her tone soft and cruel at the sam
NancyIt was a calm day at the Morton mansion, and as the sunlight filtered through the large windows, I allowed myself to forget for a moment Bruce's heavy presence downstairs in the basement. Jake was by my side, and I was determined to enjoy this time together. After so many weeks of tension and uncertainty, being with him was a break. His smile was contagious, and I felt my heart speed up with every moment we spent together.“So, what do you say we do something special today?” Jake said, his eyes shining with excitement.“Like what?” I said, with a curious smile.“How about we cook an amazing dinner?” He suggested, grabbing a cutting board and a knife. “I’m a chef in training, did you know?”“Oh, really? So I'm in good hands!” I joked, winking at him.Jake started looking for the ingredients, and I followed him, trying to steal some vegetables. "Careful! These are my secret ingredients!” he said, laughing as he tried to save me from the board.“Your secret ingredients? You only ha
JakeIt was early morning, and the mansion was enveloped in an almost reverent silence. I looked at Nancy, who was sleeping peacefully next to me, her serene face illuminated by the soft moonlight streaming through the window. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable, and I felt an impulse of affection come over me. I calmed down for a moment, listening to his gentle breathing, but then anger and determination began to shift in my chest, reminding me of what I needed to do.That night, it wasn't just about me; it was about her. I approached Nancy and, with all the care in the world, I gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. “Sorry about that, love,” I murmured, even though I knew she wouldn’t wake up. The image of her smile and the pain she had supported pushed me off the bed. I got up, put on a t-shirt and jeans that I had with me and grabbed my brass knuckles. I felt that the moment had arrived.Furthermore, I walked down the stairs, the wooden floors creaking beneath my feet, as if ale
HaraldMy head was spinning. Every word from Glory was a blow, and I tried to stay calm, trying to reason through the chaos. With each new revelation, I felt like the world around me was falling apart, fragmenting into pieces that I would never be able to put back together again. Candace was in front of me, still tied up, her voice shaking but steady. She looked at me with pleading eyes, asking, begging me to see the truth behind Glory's sick smile."Harald, please, you need to hear what I'm saying," Candace insisted, her voice cutting through the cold, heavy air of the warehouse. I wanted to believe her, I desperately wanted her to be wrong, that everything was just a lie to get out of that situation. I felt the heat of the gun against my palm, and it felt heavier and heavier. But there was something in Candace's voice, something in the way she looked at me, that made me freeze. An unshakable sincerity. It was as if his entire life depended on that moment."No, Candace!" Glory's voic
HaraldMy heart was in pieces, divided between the love I once felt and the hate that grew every second. I stared at Glory, pointing the gun with a trembling hand, and the question rang in my mind: how could I be so blind? How could I love someone so deeply and be betrayed in such a vile way?"You destroyed everything," I said, voice breaking as tears burned my eyes. "In the end, you always loved money more than anything, Glory."She looked at me with wide eyes, as if she was seeing something broken inside me. I saw the reflection of fear dancing in his pupils. She opened her mouth to respond, but I continued, unable to stop myself. The anger and pain overflowed, my every word was a cut, an exposed wound."It was because of your greed that you didn't want to be with me in the beginning, when we met," I spat out the words, feeling the weight of disappointment. "I was willing to give you all the love, everything I had, but you chose to marry a man like my father because of your greed. W
HaraldDriving home was like going through a dark, never-ending tunnel. The road seemed to go on forever, each bend heavier than the last. Candace was beside me, quiet and exhausted, and the tension between us was palpable. I tried to concentrate, but the image of Gloria staring at me, the lies she had told, the hatred and betrayal she represented... all of it swirled through my mind like a storm.Candace held my hand, her fingers intertwined with mine, seeking comfort in a silence that said more than any words. I could feel her shaking, her fear and exhaustion, but also her strength. She was there, by my side, and that was all I needed at the moment.We arrived home in the middle of the night. The darkness of night seemed to have swallowed the house, and only the faint glow of the moon illuminated the garden as I helped Candace out of the car. I opened the door, feeling the weight of tiredness, pain and the choices I had to make. That place was supposed to be a refuge, but now everyt