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Love’s Fortune Fourteen
"Alright, alright," I chuckled, raising my hands in a placating gesture. "Spill the tea, oh grand strategist. What's the plan?" A playful smirk tugged at Arthur's lips as he leaned back, steepling his fingers. "First, we gotta figure out who this mystery dude is, right? We know he was with Vladimir yesterday, and now he's lurking around the company today. There's a connection there, and we gotta sniff it out." "So, private investigator? Trench coat, following him around kind of deal?" I pictured a stereotypical detective figure, complete with a fedora pulled low over his eyes. Arthur snorted. "Maybe for a different case. Here, discretion is key. We can't have Vladimir or his buddies catching wind of what we're up to." "So, what then?" Arthur's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. "We get creative. We set a trap." Intrigued, I leaned forward. "A trap? How?" "Leia," he said, a sly smile playing on his lips. My jaw dropped. "Leia? You want to drag Leia into this whole mess?" A
Love’s Fortune Fifteen
The ride home was a total drag. Arthur drove like a man possessed, knuckles white on the wheel, staring out the windshield like he was in a high-speed chase with his past. I kept stealing glances at him, feeling a pit form in my stomach. The Arthur who'd been all smooth operator back at the office was MIA, replaced by this brooding statue of a man."Arthur ," I finally ventured, breaking the tense silence. My voice sounded squeaky even to my own ears.He flinched, like I'd jolted him with a cattle prod. "Huh? Yeah?""Everything alright?"He blew out a breath, the kind you make when you're trying not to lose it. "Just a long day, Morgan . No big deal."There it was again, that frustrating brick wall he built around himself. We'd been married for months, and he still retreated into Mr. Stoic whenever things got a little hairy. It stung, a constant reminder of the whole "limited emotional availability" spiel he'd laid down before we even started dating.I loved him. Like, whoa, did I lov
Love’s Fortune Sixteen
The morning commute was a total drag. Arthur sat beside me like a stone statue, the silence thick enough to cut with a knife. Yesterday's encounter with Mr. Creepy clearly wasn't over. Pushing open the office doors, I was hoping for a normal day, filled with emails and brainstorming sessions, anything but what greeted us.There, perched on one of the fancy visitor chairs, sat Vladimir himself, looking like a cheesy used car salesman with his toothy grin. My stomach lurched. This was not how I wanted to start my day."Arthur!" he boomed, rising with the enthusiasm of a Labrador retriever spotting a tennis ball. "And Morgan, looking radiant as ever!"He reached out a hand towards Arthur, who just stared at it like it was a venomous snake. The air crackled with tension."Mr. Vladimir," Arthur said, his voice flat as a pancake. "Surprise. What brings you to our humble abode?""Ah, straight to business, I see," Vladimir chuckled, awkwardly withdrawing his hand. "Can't blame you. Time is mo
Love’s Fortune Seventeen
The morning started with a bang, quite literally. A deafening explosion rocked the building, followed by a cacophony of alarms and shouts. I shot upright in bed, heart pounding, as Arthur's figure loomed over me, his face etched with a grim determination."It's okay, Morgan," he said, his voice low and reassuring. "Stay here."Before I could protest, he was gone, disappearing into the chaos beyond our bedroom door. Fear gnawed at me as I scrambled out of bed, my mind racing. What was happening? Was it a terrorist attack? A gas leak?I managed to pull on a robe and slip into the hallway, the air thick with smoke and the acrid smell of burning. Security guards were rushing past, their faces tense and determined. I pressed on, my heart pounding in my ears, searching for Arthur.I found him in the main office, surrounded by a group of security personnel. His face was pale, but his eyes held an icy resolve."What happened?" I asked, my voice trembling.He glanced at me, his expression soft
Love’s Fortune Eighteen
The room was cloaked in an eerie silence, broken only by the soft ticking of the clock. Moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Arthur was perched on the edge of the bed, his posture rigid, his eyes fixed on the window. I knew he hadn't slept a wink. I stirred, the soft mattress cushioning my movements. His head snapped in my direction, his eyes wide with alarm. "You're awake," he breathed, his voice hoarse with sleep deprivation. "Can't sleep?" I asked, my voice soft. He shook his head, his jaw clenched. "Can't afford to," he replied, his voice low. I reached out and placed my hand on his arm. "You need to rest, Arthur. You can't function like this." He squeezed my hand, a silent plea for understanding. "I can't let my guard down, Morgan. Not when they're out there, waiting for the right moment." I sighed. "You're not invincible, you know. You need to take care of yourself too." A flicker of irritation crossed his face. "I'm fine,
Love’s Fortune Nineteen
I woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. The bed was empty, a chill settling in the space where Arthur had been. A pang of worry shot through me as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and padded to the balcony.There he was, leaning against the railing, his gaze fixed on the city skyline. The morning sun cast long shadows on his face, highlighting the lines of fatigue etched into his skin."Morning," I said softly, stepping onto the balcony.He turned to face me, his eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and determination. "Morning," he replied, his voice barely a whisper.I reached out and took his hand. "What's wrong?"He sighed, his grip tightening around mine. "There was an incident at the office," he said, his voice low.A wave of dread washed over me. "What happened?" I asked, my voice trembling."Gunmen," he said, his jaw clenched. "They stormed the building, but security managed to repel them."My heart pounded in my chest. "Is everyone okay?"He
Love’s Fortune Twenty
My head throbbed like a drumbeat, and it felt like a ton of bricks was pressing down on my chest. A cacophony of shouts and screams filled my ears, but they sounded muffled, like I was underwater. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt heavy, like lead.I didn’t know how long I lay there, but the next thing I knew, strong arms were scooping me up. I could feel myself being carried, the rough concrete beneath me jarring my already pounding head. A face hovered above me, blurry and indistinct. But I could make out the shape of Arthur’s panicked expression, his eyes wide with fear. Then, darkness enveloped me once again.When I came to, I was bathed in the sterile white glow of a hospital room. The beeping of machines filled the air, a constant reminder of my predicament. My head still throbbed, but the pain was bearable now.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my shoulder, making me wince. I looked down and saw a bandage covering my shoulder.“Easy,” a voice said softly. I
Love’s Fortune Twenty One
The day started off like any other. Arthur and I had traveled to Portugal, he had a penthouse there and a office at the back. I was in the middle of my morning coffee now, scrolling through emails, when my phone buzzed with an alert. I didn’t think much of it until the second one came. Then a third. Before I knew it, my phone was blowing up with notifications.Confused, I opened one of the messages from Brielle. The subject line alone made my heart stop."Did you see this?!"My hands shook as I clicked on the link she sent. The page loaded, and there it was—a headline plastered across the top of one of those gossip sites that you’d swear only existed to ruin people’s lives:"Arthur Stone’s Marriage: A Business Deal?!"My breath caught in my throat. My eyes skimmed over the article, but I could barely make sense of the words. "Arranged marriage," "contract," "scandal"—these words jumped out at me, each one hitting harder than the last. My stomach twisted in knots as I read the speculat
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Love’s Fortune Forty
Sage arrived unannounced, her presence instantly changing the atmosphere in our home. I had never met her before, but I knew of her. Arthur had spoken of her a few times, in that casual way you mention an old friend from childhood who had drifted away over the years. But now, seeing her in person, I could feel something wasn’t right. She didn’t come here just to catch up.She was beautiful, of course. The kind of beauty that seemed effortless—sleek dark hair, sharp green eyes, and a certain confidence that came with knowing you could get what you wanted. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t just here to say hello.Arthur greeted her with the usual politeness, but I could sense the awkwardness in the way he stood, the slight stiffness in his movements. He didn’t seem thrilled to see her, and I wondered why.Sage smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Arthur,” she said smoothly, “it’s been too long.”Arthur nodded, stepping back to let her inside. “Yeah, it has,” he replied, his
Love’s Fortune Thirty Nine
When the police arrived and dragged Vladimir away, I could barely stand. My legs felt unsteady, and I leaned against the nearest wall, my mind spinning. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling at that moment—relief, exhaustion, or just pure shock. But I was safe, and that’s all that mattered now.Arthur was beside me in seconds, his hand resting gently on my shoulder. His face was tense, and I could see the worry in his eyes, but his presence helped calm the whirlwind in my head.“Are you okay?” he asked quietly, his voice rough from the earlier fight. He had never looked so worn out, but there was a softness in the way he looked at me that made me feel a little more grounded.I nodded, not trusting myself to say much. The events of the night were still swirling in my head, and my body ached from the struggle. Vladimir’s twisted words echoed in my mind, but I shook them off. He was gone now, arrested, and wouldn’t hurt me again. At least, not physically.Arthur wrapped his arm around me, pul
Love’s Fortune Thirty Eight
I had been locked in this dark room for what felt like hours, maybe even days. The walls were cold and damp, the air heavy and thick with silence. I could hear nothing from the outside, no sound of cars or people, just my own heartbeat drumming in my ears. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that Vladimir had me, and Arthur wasn’t here to protect me. The fear gnawed at my chest, but I fought against it. I had to stay strong, had to believe that Arthur would come for me. He always did. But right now, that felt so far away. The door creaked open, and my heart raced. I saw Vladimir standing there, his eyes cold and calculating as he stepped into the room. His presence made the air feel even heavier. I backed up until I was pressed against the wall, every instinct telling me to run, even though there was nowhere to go. Vladimir smirked at me, that same sick grin I’d seen before. “You look so scared, Morgan,” he said softly, almost mockingly. “You didn’t think it would come to
Love’s Fortune Thirty Seven
I had been locked in this dark room for what felt like hours, maybe even days. The walls were cold and damp, the air heavy and thick with silence. I could hear nothing from the outside, no sound of cars or people, just my own heartbeat drumming in my ears. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that Vladimir had me, and Arthur wasn’t here to protect me.The fear gnawed at my chest, but I fought against it. I had to stay strong, had to believe that Arthur would come for me. He always did. But right now, that felt so far away. The door creaked open, and my heart raced. I saw Vladimir standing there, his eyes cold and calculating as he stepped into the room. His presence made the air feel even heavier. I backed up until I was pressed against the wall, every instinct telling me to run, even though there was nowhere to go.Vladimir smirked at me, that same sick grin I’d seen before. “You look so scared, Morgan,” he said softly, almost mockingly. “You didn’t think it would come to this,
Love’s Fortune Thirty Six
It was just supposed to be a normal day.I had meetings lined up back-to-back, all centered on the business expansion, the kind of thing that normally took my focus. But ever since Vladimir had started lurking in the shadows, my mind wasn’t where it should be. Even when I was in those boardrooms, listening to presentations, signing off on contracts, my thoughts were somewhere else. My thoughts were with Morgan.I hadn’t wanted to leave her alone, not even for a few hours, but she had insisted. “Arthur, you’ve got work to do. I’m fine. Besides, the security team is here.” Her smile had been soft, reassuring, but it hadn’t eased the knot in my chest.But now, as I sat there in the middle of another meeting, my phone buzzed on the table. I glanced down at it, expecting it to be a routine email or a message from one of my assistants. Instead, my heart stopped.It was a text from one of my security guys.**Morgan is gone.**I didn’t even bother with an explanation. I stood up, ignoring the
Love’s Fortune Thirty Five
The air felt thick with tension, even though I was sitting in our cozy living room, sunlight streaming through the windows. I could tell something was off the moment Arthur walked in. He didn’t have to say anything—his jaw was clenched, and the way he was pacing made it clear. Something was wrong."Arthur," I called softly from the couch, my hand resting on my small but growing belly. “What is it?”He stopped, turning to look at me. His face was hard, but his eyes softened when they landed on me. Still, I could see the storm brewing behind them. “Vladimir knows,” he said simply, his voice low and tense.I froze. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. “Knows what?”Arthur’s gaze dropped to my belly, and that was all the answer I needed. My hand instinctively tightened around my bump, protectively.“How…?” I asked, though deep down I knew it didn’t matter. Vladimir had eyes everywhere. Of course, he would find out. I just wasn’t ready to face the reality of it.Arthur sat down besid
Love’s Fortune Thirty Four
It hit me like a wave—a slow, creeping realization that didn’t make sense at first, but then everything suddenly clicked. The nausea, the exhaustion, the weird cravings… and the missed period. I sat there, staring at the little test in my hand, the two lines clear as day. Pregnant.I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, just staring, but it felt like time had frozen. My heart was racing, and a hundred thoughts were running through my head. I wasn’t ready for this, was I? I mean, Arthur and I had been through so much already—fighting assassins, dodging Vladimir’s endless schemes, and barely managing to stay alive some days. And now… a baby?The front door creaked open, and I quickly shoved the test into my bag. Arthur walked in, his eyes immediately locking onto me. He was always so attuned to everything I did, like he could read my emotions even before I knew what I was feeling. Today was no different.“Morgan?” he asked, his voice full of concern. “Are you okay? You look pale.”I tried
Love’s Fortune Thirty Three
Everything felt off. Even though we were back in the city, the tension hadn’t eased. In fact, it had gotten worse. Every shadow seemed to move, every sound felt like a warning. Arthur and I couldn’t relax. We were always looking over our shoulders, waiting for something bad to happen. The last few days had been a blur. We barely had time to catch our breath after escaping the forest. Vladimir had already sent his assassins after us once, and now we were back in the city, knowing full well he wasn’t going to stop. The man was ruthless, and he wanted Arthur gone.We holed up in the small apartment Arthur’s friend let us stay in. It wasn’t much, but it was safe. For now, anyway. The apartment was plain, with a couch and a small table, but the important part was that it wasn’t our place. Vladimir wouldn’t know where to find us here. At least, that’s what I hoped.But the fear never left me. Every time I heard a noise outside the door, my heart would start pounding. I kept thinking back t
Love’s Fortune Thirty Two
We finally broke free from the thick trees, stepping out onto a dirt road that would eventually lead us back to the city. The forest had been our hiding place for what felt like forever, but now, as the city’s skyline loomed in the distance, all I felt was relief. The glow of the streetlights and the faint hum of traffic were a reminder of the world we left behind days ago.“We made it,” Arthur said, his voice strained with exhaustion. His hand was still gripping mine tightly, like he was afraid to let go. It had been our lifeline during this whole nightmare, and right now, it was the only thing keeping me from collapsing. I gave him a small nod, too tired to speak. My legs ached, and my feet throbbed in my sneakers. The past few days had been a blur of running and hiding from Vladimir’s assassins. They had been on our trail nonstop, hunting us like animals. But somehow, we had survived. Arthur glanced at me, concern written all over his face. “How are you holding up?”“I’m fine,”
