Evelyn sat on the plush couch in the dimly lit living room , the soft glow of a nearby lamp casting gentle shadows across her face. Her father’s voice crackled through the phone , filled with concern. “ where are you Evelyn ? Are you okay ? “She took a deep breath , glancing nervously at Mateo , who was seated on the couch directly opposite of her. His dark eyes bore into hers , as silent warning echoing their earlier conversation ; don’t say a word to your father. “ yes , dad , I’m fine “ She said , forcing a reassuring tone into her voice. “ please don’t worry about me “Mateo’s stern expression softened just slightly. His gaze still was intense. He nodded almost imperceptibly , indicating his approval. Evelyn’s father sighed , his worry palpable even through the phone. “ you look weak. Evelyn, tell me where are you. We have been going crazy. Dominic is finding you like crazy “Evelyn’s heart thumped at the name of Dominic but she was faced by the bitter harsh truth. “ dad I
———————————————————————As Mateo opened the door, she saw Lucian standing there, his presence striking and unexpected. Her heart sank immediately, a wave of anxiety washing over her. Lucian, her husband’s stepbrother, stood tall and imposing, his piercing eyes scanning the room before settling on her. His face was a mask of unreadable emotion, but his eyes held a sharp intensity that made her stomach churn. "Hello," he said, his voice smooth but with an edge that sent chills down her spine.She felt her heart beating faster, each thump resonating in her ears. Nervousness gripped her, making her feel small and vulnerable under his gaze. Mateo, sensing her discomfort, stepped closer to her, his hand brushing against her arm in a silent gesture of support.Lucian stepped inside, his movements deliberate and confident. His eyes never left her, making her feel exposed. She could barely breathe, her mind racing with memories of their last encounter and the tension that always seemed to
————————————————————————She lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, her thoughts a tangled mess of fear and uncertainty. The dim light from the bedside lamp cast soft shadows around the room, creating an intimate yet confining atmosphere. She could hear the faint hum of traffic outside, a distant reminder of the world beyond these walls.Her mind raced, replaying the day's events over and over. Lucian's arrival, the news of Dominic coming to London—it all felt like a pressure cooker ready to explode.She wondered about her family, the people she left behind, and if she would ever see them again. The ache of homesickness tugged at her heart, mingling with the anxiety of potentially facing Dominic once more.If she managed to get here, her passport must be somewhere in the apartment, probably with Mateo. The thought of him keeping it hidden made her feel trapped, like a bird in a gilded cage. She needed to find it, needed to have an escape plan ready before things got even worse.Ro
———————————————————————————————....As Evelyn stepped into the hallway, her heart racing, she nearly collided with a delivery guy standing in front of the apartment door. He looked up, surprise flickering in his eyes. "Excuse me, I'm looking for Mateo—"She cut him off quickly, her voice calm but firm. "Sorry, no one by that name lives here." Without giving him a chance to respond, she brushed past him and hurried towards the elevator.Once inside, she jabbed the button for the ground floor, her pulse thudding in her ears. The elevator doors closed slowly, the seconds stretching out interminably. She glanced at her reflection in the mirrored walls, her hoodie pulled up, casting her face in shadow. She looked like a stranger to herself, a ghost moving through the building.When the elevator finally reached the ground floor, she stepped out into the lobby, the cool air hitting her like a splash of water. She didn’t pause to catch her breath, didn’t allow herself to look back. H
—————————————————————————————Mateo stormed through the apartment, his frustration palpable as he flung open drawers and cupboards, desperately searching for any sign of Evelyn. His mind raced with worry and anger. "Damn it, Evelyn!" he muttered under his breath, his fists clenching at his sides. "Why did you run?"The door to the apartment swung open, and Lucian stepped inside, his eyes immediately narrowing at the chaotic scene. "What's going on here?" he demanded, his voice cold and sharp.Mateo spun around, his face flushed with a mix of rage and anxiety. "Evelyn's gone," he snapped. "She ran away. I can't find her anywhere."Lucian's expression darkened, and he took a step forward, his presence intimidating. "How could you let this happen?" he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. "You were supposed to keep an eye on her, Mateo! You knew how important this was!"Mateo's frustration boiled over, and he shouted back, "Don't you think I know that? I've been looking f
Mateo and Alex sped through the streets of London, the tension between them thick and unspoken. Dominic’s jaw was set, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, while Alex silently prepared for what was to come. The car skidded to a halt in front of Mateo’s apartment building, and without a word, they exited the vehicle, their footsteps echoing ominously in the quiet night.Dominic’s fist pounded on the apartment door, the sound reverberating through the hallway. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing a surprised and wary Mateo. Before he could react, Alex surged forward, pinning Mateo against the wall with a force that knocked the breath out of him.“What the—” Mateo gasped, struggling against Alex’s iron grip.Dominic pushed past them, his eyes scanning the apartment. “Evelyn!” he shouted, his voice bouncing off the walls. “Evelyn, where are you?”Mateo, his face twisted in pain and defiance, spat out, “She’s not here!”Dominic’s eyes darkened, and he turned back to Mateo, fur
————————————————————Dominic sat in his office, the weight of the past days pressing heavily on his shoulders. The early morning light seeped through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room. He hadn’t slept much, his mind consumed by thoughts of Evelyn and the desperate need to find her.The door creaked open, and Alex stepped inside, his expression a mix of urgency and relief. “Dominic, we’ve got something,” he said, holding a stack of printed images. “The building’s security cameras caught Evelyn running out. She crashed into a car.”Dominic’s heart sank as he took the photos from Alex’s hand. His eyes scanned the images, his breath catching in his throat when he saw her. Evelyn, in a hoodie, looking frantic as she sprinted out of the building. The next frame showed her colliding with a car, the driver’s shocked expression clear even in the grainy footage.Seeing her so vulnerable, so desperate, twisted his heart in ways he hadn’t expected.“Evelyn…” he whispered, his
—————————————————————————Dominic's office was a quiet sanctuary, the soft hum of the city outside providing a distant backdrop. He was deep in thought, staring at the papers on his desk, when his phone rang. Seeing Evelyn's father's name flash on the screen, he quickly answered."Hello?""Dominic, it's me," Evelyn's father said, his voice filled with a mix of relief and concern. "I just got off the phone with Evelyn."Dominic sat up straight, his heart racing. "Evelyn? Is she alright? Where is she?""She's in a café somewhere. She sounded a bit lost and said she had nowhere to go. We talked for a while, and I tried to reassure her. She’s safe but clearly needs help."Dominic exhaled, relief flooding through him. "Thank God she's okay. Did she say which café?""No, she didn't mention a name. Just that she was in a café."Dominic's mind was already racing with possibilities. "Alright, thank you for letting me know. I'll handle it from here and don’t worry. I wont return till i fi