Dark, frigid eyes look back into hers. She flinched and moved her eyes over the floor to avoid his stare. How could someone be so gorgeous while still having eyes that were too chilly to look into? Who the hell is this guy? Gosh! Is he a human? How come his eyes are so dark and cold? Mia couldn't stop thinking about these. Bryan Chapman, the Mafia leader and also a dancer, popularly called 'Lord' and immensely feared by his subordinates, took Mia as a sex slave in compensation for her father's debt. Mia had no choice except to dance to his tone to escape further agony. Find out how Mia Donald and Bryan Chapman's love tale turned out.
View MoreThe moment Fiona spotted the woman, her blood boiled. She stormed toward Mrs. Chapman, her patience worn thin.“Who’s that woman?” Fiona demanded, her voice sharp and unfiltered. She didn’t care about politeness anymore. What had being polite ever done for her? She was on the verge of losing her man, and she refused to stay silent.Mrs. Chapman raised an unimpressed brow. “And is that why you dragged me away from my business associates?” she snapped, clearly irritated.Realizing how reckless she had been, Fiona took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I just couldn’t hold it in,” she muttered, forcing an apology.Mrs. Chapman’s expression softened slightly. “I had no idea Bryan was bringing a woman. I’m just as surprised as you are.”Fiona wasn’t convinced. “Then why were you hugging her? You looked so happy, like you’ve known her for years.” Her eyes narrowed in suspicion.Mrs. Chapman sighed, her patience thinning. “I have met her before, Fiona. But that’s all I’ll say for now. And
The past few days had been nothing short of a nightmare for Linda. Her only child was missing, and there was no clue as to where she could be. They weren’t rich enough to be targeted for ransom, so who would take her daughter? She had searched everywhere Rukky frequented, yet there was no sign of her.“What do we do now? We can’t lose our only child, Josh,” she wailed, her voice filled with despair.“Linda, you need to calm down. Crying won’t bring her home. I’ve reported it to the police, and I’m sure she’s already been declared missing online. We have to believe that we’ll get a positive result from this,” Josh said, trying to console his wife. But his words fell on deaf ears.“I won’t stop crying until my daughter is home! My enemies must be laughing at me right now,” she sobbed. “Even your barren dead wife, who couldn’t bore you a child must be rejoicing in her grave that my child is missing.”Josh’s face darkened. “Will you stop this already? What does she have to do with our
Bryan stood tall, his broad chest and powerful frame exuding dominance. Clad in an impeccably tailored black suit, his presence was intensified by the dark sunglasses shielding his piercing eyes. He remained silent, watching the woman before him with an impassive expression. His gaze bore into her, unwavering and cold, making it impossible for Livia to hold his stare for more than a few seconds. She averted her eyes, her fingers curling into trembling fists at her sides.“Get dressed and get the fu*k out of my mansion,” Bryan’s voice cut through the silence like a sharp blade. “I don’t want to see you anywhere near me or this place ever again. If you dare disobey, I might have to do something you’ll regret for the rest of your life.”Livia’s breath hitched. Her heart pounded as she lifted her gaze to him, stunned by his cruel words. “I… I don’t understand, Bryan,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Are you really throwing me out of your life because of that Mia?
The persistent knocking on the door jolted Mia from her deep sleep. Groaning softly, she rubbed her eyes, feeling the weight of exhaustion still clinging to her limbs. With a slow stretch, she yawned before muttering, “Come in.”The door creaked open, and Brenda, one of the housemaids, stepped inside. She held a neatly wrapped package in her hands, her face adorned with a bright, almost knowing smile.“Good morning, Mia,” Brenda greeted warmly, stepping closer to the bed.Mia blinked away the last traces of sleep and sat up straighter. “Morning,” she replied, offering a faint smile in return.Brenda extended the package toward her. “Lord Bryan ordered me to deliver this to you as soon as you woke up. He also instructed that you wear what’s inside and meet him downstairs in an hour.”Mia stared at the package, confusion flickering in her eyes. The weight of the box in her hands only deepened her bewilderment. Why was Bryan giving her something? They weren’t exactly on friendly term
At the spot where Rukky lay unconscious, a woman in a dark cloak walked toward her, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. She crouched down, her fingers brushing against Rukky’s limp arm. Moments later, the woman lifted Rukky with surprising strength and disappeared into the night.~Mia hesitated as she stepped out of the car, memories crashing over her like waves. She stood frozen, staring at the grand mansion before her, the place that had brought her nothing but pain. Her chest tightened as she thought about the brief time she had spent with Logan, the only moments of peace she had known in years. A bitter smile formed on her lips.“We don’t have all day, Mia. GET INSIDE NOW!” Bryan’s sharp voice jolted her back to reality. She flinched, her body moving before her mind could catch up. She hurried inside, desperate to avoid his wrath. She knew she would be punished for trying to escape, but for now, all she wanted was to feel safe—just as she had with Logan. She swallowe
Bryan stood tall, his gaze locked on Logan, who clenched his fists in frustration. The tension in the air was thick, an invisible battle already unfolding between them.Logan’s eyes burned with rage as he stepped protectively in front of Mia. “What are you doing here, Bryan Chapman?” His voice was laced with venom. “Haven’t you done enough?”Bryan’s expression remained cold, unwavering. “You have something that belongs to me, Logan. I’m here to take it back.”Logan let out a bitter chuckle. “The audacity… Do you even understand what this woman has been through? You locked her up like an animal, treated her like a possession. And now you want her back?” His voice grew louder with each word, his anger barely restrained.“I don’t care about your self-righteous speech.” Bryan’s voice was eerily calm, but the threat was clear. “Either you hand her over now, or you’ll regret it.”Mia trembled behind Logan, her hands clenching the fabric of his shirt. She had seen what Bryan was capable of
Zoe stood outside Livia’s house, her heart pounding as she faced the gatekeeper. “Where’s your boss?” she asked, barely containing her worry. She couldn’t just sit at home and wait for Livia to return. She had to search for her, to figure out the next step. She knew Bryan was ruthless and heartless—what he did at her house the other day was proof enough. If he could storm in like that without a second thought, there was no telling what he was capable of. She just hoped Livia was okay.The gatekeeper, a middle-aged man with a concerned expression, scratched his head. “Ma’am Zoe, for the past two days, I haven’t seen Madam Livia. I thought she might be at your house.” He paused, then hesitated before adding, “If she’s not with you, then something is definitely wrong.”Zoe’s heart sank further. She could tell from his tone that he was just as worried as she was.“Ma’am Zoe, is something wrong? Is Madam Livia missing?”Zoe nodded slowly. “It’s been exactly two days now,” she muttered.
Mrs. Johnson Chapman sat back in her chair, her sharp eyes appraising Fiona from head to toe. A pleased smile tugged at her lips. “You look stunning, Fiona,” she said, her voice warm with approval.Fiona’s face lit up with delight. Compliments from Mrs. Johnson always made her feel special, but today, it meant even more. This was supposed to be the day she finally took the first step toward her dream. “Thanks, Aunt,” she said, her voice brimming with excitement. She spun around slightly, taking in the lavish closet around her. Every fabric, every dress, every piece of jewelry had been carefully selected for this moment.“Aunt, when are we going to start shooting?” Fiona asked eagerly, her eyes shining with anticipation. This was her childhood dream coming true, and now that she was so close, she didn’t want any delays. She had spent hours getting ready, making sure everything was perfect. The thought of standing in front of the cameras, dazzling in her designer outfit, sent a
Mia stretched out her arms, letting the cool evening breeze wash over her. The park was lively, filled with children running around, their laughter ringing through the air. It was a simple, beautiful moment—one she wanted to savor.She lowered her arms, smiling as she watched the kids chase each other, their joy contagious. A sigh escaped her lips as she glanced around, her gaze searching. “Why is that mister taking so long?” She tapped her foot impatiently, scanning the area for a glimpse of him.“Hey, are you missing me already?”A deep voice spoke behind her, making her flinch.Mia turned sharply, her hand flying to her chest. “What did you do that for? You scared me, mister!” she scolded, frowning at Logan.Logan chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Sorry about that, Vena. I didn’t mean to.” He handed her a cup of ice cream and a stick of meatballs. “Also, can you please stop calling me ‘mister’? It feels weird.”Mia popped a meatball into her mouth before respondin
Mia pov I stroll along the roadside, tears in my eyes, unsure of what to do or where I am going. I honestly don't understand why I'm so despised. I had just been falsely accused by my step sister and was thrown out of the house with the help of her mother. “Are they not supposed to be my family? Why did you do this to me, Mom? Why did you have to abandon me in this horrible world, alone with no one to care for me?” I ask, crying loudly. I couldn't hold back my tears. I just wanted to let it all out. My sorrows. "Mom, I've been thrown out of my father's house."I whispered as tears flowed continuously from my eyes. I truly did not burn that garment! I know Rukky did that on purpose! I know she's just trying to accuse me, and she succeeded in her plan. They are always there to support her. I've always meant nothing to them, whereas she is everything to them. If it hadn't been for her mother and my father acting as bodyguards behind her, I'd have thrashed her terribly. ...
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