NAYAThe air in the room felt heavy, almost suffocating. I sat stiffly on the couch, my hands resting on my lap, my fingers digging into the fabric of my dress. Leon was next to me, his body tense, his eyes sharp as he watched every movement in the room. Nick sat across from us, his expression unreadable, but I could tell he was on high alert.And then, the door opened.My heart clenched as the couple from the video walked in. They looked exactly the same as they did on the screen, older, and tired, their faces lined with age and grief. The woman clutched the man’s arm, her eyes already brimming with tears, while the man’s lips trembled as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.I swallowed hard. My chest felt tight, and for a second, I wanted to run out of the room. But I stayed still, forcing myself to face them.The woman took a shaky step forward. “Naya?” She asked I didn’t answer immediately. My throat was dry. My heart pounded so loud that I barely heard my
RYANThe moment Kayla told me her plan, I knew it was perfect.We were still at the bar, her body pressed against mine, her breath hot against my neck. I had just finished fucking her against the wall, the scent of sweat and alcohol thick in the air. My mind was still buzzing, my pulse still racing, but when she leaned in, eyes burning with something wicked, I listened.And damn, was it good.Pretending to find Naya’s long-lost parents? Making her question everything she thought she knew about her own past. It was ruthless. It was brilliant. It was exactly what I needed.Kayla didn’t even have to convince me. The second the words left her lips, I was sold.Naya had always been stubborn, and always acted like nothing could touch her. But this? This was the kind of thing that could shake someone to their core. She wouldn’t be able to ignore it. The doubt would eat away at her, and the media would do the rest.Kayla was still talking, but I was already picturing it in my head. Naya, st
NAYAI sat in the garden, lost in my thoughts. My mind kept going back to them, the way they looked at me, the way their voices trembled with emotion. It was almost too much to bear. They seemed so vulnerable, so desperate, so happy to see me. And that was what scared me the most.For the first time since they showed up, I found it hard to second-guess their words. Every part of me wanted to pick apart their story, to find the cracks, to prove to myself that this was all just some big misunderstanding. But when I looked into their eyes, all I saw was pain, years of searching, of hoping, of never giving up. And now, they had finally found me.I swallowed hard, my chest tightening.What hurt the most was that I couldn’t gather the courage to tell them about Nyla.How was I supposed to? How did I look these people in the eye and tell them that after everything they had been through, after all the years they spent searching for their daughter, they had already lost one?I could barely thi
I decided to go through with the DNA test. It was the only way to get the confirmation I needed, the only way to finally know the truth. And once I had that, then I would deal with the results whatever they might be. That was how I chose to handle it. No more second-guessing, no more doubts swallowing me whole. I just needed an answer. But even as I convinced myself that this was the right thing to do, my stomach churned with unease What if the results came back positive? What if they weren’t lying? But as Leon said why would they lie about something like that? The thought scared me more than I wanted to admit. I didn’t sleep at all that night. I tossed and turned, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with a hundred different scenarios. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw their faces, hopeful, desperate, waiting for me to accept them. The more I thought about it, the more suffocated I felt. The hours dragged by painfully slow. I kept checking my phone, watching as the
RYANI was in my office, going over some reports when my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen, and a smirk pulled at my lips when I saw the caller ID. It was the fake parents, I already knew what it was about. They were panicking already. Just as I expected.I answered but didn’t speak. I let the silence stretch.“H-hello?” The woman’s voice was shaky, laced with fear.I leaned back in my chair, tapping my fingers against the desk. “What is it?” I asked, my voice calm, and controlled.“T-they suggested a DNA test,” she blurted out.I didn’t react. Of course, they did. I had already anticipated this. Naya had Leon and he wasn’t stupid. They would be suspicious from the start, and if I were in her position, I would have done the same.“We didn’t know what to say, so we agreed,” she continued. “What do we do now?” she askedI could hear the desperation in her voice. It almost made me laugh. Did she really think this was something I hadn’t planned for?“Relax,” I said smoothly. “I’ll
NAYAI was in bed just lying down after our little trip to the hospital when my phone buzzed on the side table. I lazily turned and picked it up to see what the notification was about. I saw it was a video from an unknown number, I just assumed that it was a spam message and wanted to ignore it but I hesitantly pressed play and my breath hitched when the first thing that appeared on the screen was Ryan’s wearing a big smile. I increased the volume of the phone with shaky hands to hear what was being said.“Naya Genrey, I mean Valois” he chuckled“As you can see I have your parents” he continued panning the camera around and I saw both of them tied to a chair struggling to break free. My blood stilled and my heart began to beat frantically. I wanted to scream and let off all the frustration. I wasn't even done dealing with one and there was already an ocean ready to swallow me.What should I do?How do I do?“I would send you an address, come here now or they die. If you say a word to
LEONEverything happened so fast. Out of nowhere, they were claiming that Naya was their long-lost daughter. Their reason? They had a sketch made years ago, showing how their daughter would look after twenty years, and somehow, the drawing looked exactly like Naya.It seemed like the perfect lie, too perfect. There was something about their story that felt off, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what it was. I didn’t believe anything that came out of their mouths, but it didn’t feel right to point it out like that, especially with how torn and confused Naya was feeling. She wanted to believe, and I could see it on her face.That’s why I suggested the DNA test. I thought that way, at least we would have the truth, one way or another. No guessing, no lies. Just the cold, hard facts.But if they were lying, then it meant someone had to know Naya well enough to pull it off. Someone who could easily trick her into believing it. And that’s where things got even more confusing.“T
LEONI dialed her number again, pressing the phone so hard against my ear that I could hear my own heartbeat.Voicemail.I gritted my teeth and called again.Voicemail.A sick feeling settled in my stomach. Maybe she went for a walk to clear her head. Maybe she just needed some space. I tried to convince myself, but it wasn’t working. Something felt wrong, I could feel it. I pushed out of the room and made my way toward the front gates, my heart pounding. The security had to know something. Naya wouldn’t just leave without a word.The guard at the gate straightened when he saw me approaching. “Hello, sir.” He gave a small bow.“Do you have any idea where Naya went?” I asked, barely keeping my impatience in check.“Naya?” He frowned, looking confused.“My fucking wife,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin.His eyes widened slightly. “I’m sorry, sir. She drove out a few hours ago. She looked like she was in a hurry.”My chest tightened.“By herself?” I askedHe nodded. “Yes, sir.”“Did
KAYLAEverything happened too fast. One second, they were just sitting there, tied to the chairs, scared but alive. The next, there was a deafening bang. Blood sprayed across the room, warm and sticky, splattering onto my face. My ears rang from the gunshots, my body frozen in place. My heart pounded so loudly that I could barely hear anything else.I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe.Ryan shot them.He actually shot them.The couple who had done nothing but beg for their lives. The couple who were supposed to only be actors in my plan. The couple who were never meant to die.But they were dead now. Just like that.Their bodies sat limp in the chairs, heads slumped forward, eyes lifeless. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. The sight of them, the blood pooling beneath their chairs, the way their fingers twitched slightly even though they were already gone, it was all burned into my mind. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.My plan was simple. Fool Naya, make her believe she had
We pulled up to the front of the building, and before the car had even come to a full stop, I flung the door open and sprinted inside. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts.The place was eerily quiet. No voices, no movement, nothing. It felt abandoned.But that wasn’t possible.Ryan always had his men with him. He never went anywhere alone. I expected to be met with resistance, maybe even a fight, but there was nothing. Just complete silence.Something was wrong.It felt like we were too late.“Should we have called the cops?” Nick asked from behind me, but I ignored him. There was no time to think about that now.All that mattered was finding Naya.My legs carried me through the house faster than I could process. My eyes darted around, scanning every corner, but all I saw was dust, cobwebs, and old furniture covered in sheets. It was exactly how I remembered it, an abandoned holiday home, untouched for years.“Naya!” I called out, my voice desperate, but
NAYAI rushed over to them, their body was hanging lifeless on the chair they were tied to. I shook their bodies violently begging them to wake up but they didn't bat an eyelid. I cried and screamed at the top of my lungs but it didn't change anything.Ryan was standing in the corner cleaning the gun in his hand with a handkerchief while Kayla panicked frantically wiping the blood that had splattered on her face when Ryan pulled the trigger.My heart couldn't take it anymore, it hurt so bad that I wanted to pass out. I just killed my parents I never knew existed in the first place, it shouldn't hurt as much as it did because I didn't know them at all, and just moments ago I was praying that the result came out negative but no it hurt as hell, I was broken, I wanted to go with them, there was no reason to stay alive.All they wanted was to be reunited with their child but they lost their lives in return all because of me. It seemed like everyone who was affiliated with me ended up havi
LEONI dialed her number again, pressing the phone so hard against my ear that I could hear my own heartbeat.Voicemail.I gritted my teeth and called again.Voicemail.A sick feeling settled in my stomach. Maybe she went for a walk to clear her head. Maybe she just needed some space. I tried to convince myself, but it wasn’t working. Something felt wrong, I could feel it. I pushed out of the room and made my way toward the front gates, my heart pounding. The security had to know something. Naya wouldn’t just leave without a word.The guard at the gate straightened when he saw me approaching. “Hello, sir.” He gave a small bow.“Do you have any idea where Naya went?” I asked, barely keeping my impatience in check.“Naya?” He frowned, looking confused.“My fucking wife,” I snapped, my patience wearing thin.His eyes widened slightly. “I’m sorry, sir. She drove out a few hours ago. She looked like she was in a hurry.”My chest tightened.“By herself?” I askedHe nodded. “Yes, sir.”“Did
LEONEverything happened so fast. Out of nowhere, they were claiming that Naya was their long-lost daughter. Their reason? They had a sketch made years ago, showing how their daughter would look after twenty years, and somehow, the drawing looked exactly like Naya.It seemed like the perfect lie, too perfect. There was something about their story that felt off, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what it was. I didn’t believe anything that came out of their mouths, but it didn’t feel right to point it out like that, especially with how torn and confused Naya was feeling. She wanted to believe, and I could see it on her face.That’s why I suggested the DNA test. I thought that way, at least we would have the truth, one way or another. No guessing, no lies. Just the cold, hard facts.But if they were lying, then it meant someone had to know Naya well enough to pull it off. Someone who could easily trick her into believing it. And that’s where things got even more confusing.“T
NAYAI was in bed just lying down after our little trip to the hospital when my phone buzzed on the side table. I lazily turned and picked it up to see what the notification was about. I saw it was a video from an unknown number, I just assumed that it was a spam message and wanted to ignore it but I hesitantly pressed play and my breath hitched when the first thing that appeared on the screen was Ryan’s wearing a big smile. I increased the volume of the phone with shaky hands to hear what was being said.“Naya Genrey, I mean Valois” he chuckled“As you can see I have your parents” he continued panning the camera around and I saw both of them tied to a chair struggling to break free. My blood stilled and my heart began to beat frantically. I wanted to scream and let off all the frustration. I wasn't even done dealing with one and there was already an ocean ready to swallow me.What should I do?How do I do?“I would send you an address, come here now or they die. If you say a word to
RYANI was in my office, going over some reports when my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen, and a smirk pulled at my lips when I saw the caller ID. It was the fake parents, I already knew what it was about. They were panicking already. Just as I expected.I answered but didn’t speak. I let the silence stretch.“H-hello?” The woman’s voice was shaky, laced with fear.I leaned back in my chair, tapping my fingers against the desk. “What is it?” I asked, my voice calm, and controlled.“T-they suggested a DNA test,” she blurted out.I didn’t react. Of course, they did. I had already anticipated this. Naya had Leon and he wasn’t stupid. They would be suspicious from the start, and if I were in her position, I would have done the same.“We didn’t know what to say, so we agreed,” she continued. “What do we do now?” she askedI could hear the desperation in her voice. It almost made me laugh. Did she really think this was something I hadn’t planned for?“Relax,” I said smoothly. “I’ll
I decided to go through with the DNA test. It was the only way to get the confirmation I needed, the only way to finally know the truth. And once I had that, then I would deal with the results whatever they might be. That was how I chose to handle it. No more second-guessing, no more doubts swallowing me whole. I just needed an answer. But even as I convinced myself that this was the right thing to do, my stomach churned with unease What if the results came back positive? What if they weren’t lying? But as Leon said why would they lie about something like that? The thought scared me more than I wanted to admit. I didn’t sleep at all that night. I tossed and turned, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with a hundred different scenarios. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw their faces, hopeful, desperate, waiting for me to accept them. The more I thought about it, the more suffocated I felt. The hours dragged by painfully slow. I kept checking my phone, watching as the
NAYAI sat in the garden, lost in my thoughts. My mind kept going back to them, the way they looked at me, the way their voices trembled with emotion. It was almost too much to bear. They seemed so vulnerable, so desperate, so happy to see me. And that was what scared me the most.For the first time since they showed up, I found it hard to second-guess their words. Every part of me wanted to pick apart their story, to find the cracks, to prove to myself that this was all just some big misunderstanding. But when I looked into their eyes, all I saw was pain, years of searching, of hoping, of never giving up. And now, they had finally found me.I swallowed hard, my chest tightening.What hurt the most was that I couldn’t gather the courage to tell them about Nyla.How was I supposed to? How did I look these people in the eye and tell them that after everything they had been through, after all the years they spent searching for their daughter, they had already lost one?I could barely thi