The cold night air bit into Ashley’s skin as they staggered away from the mansion, its oppressive walls now a distant silhouette against the darkened sky. Demon’s arm remained wrapped around her waist, his grip strong yet gentle, as he guided her through the dense underbrush that surrounded the estate. Each step was agonizing, but Ashley forced herself to push through the pain, her sister’s hand gripping her other arm for support.They had done it. Adonis was dead. Yet the victory felt hollow, the weight of everything they had endured pressing down on them with suffocating force."We need to find somewhere to stop," Demon said, his voice rough with concern. "She’s losing too much blood."Ashley could feel her strength waning, her vision blurring at the edges. The gunshot wound in her side burned like fire, each breath a struggle. She nodded weakly, unable to muster the energy for words.Her sister’s eyes were wide with fear as she looked at Demon. "There’s a safe house nearby," she sa
The days that followed were a blur of recovery and planning. The cabin became their refuge, a place where they could regroup and gather their strength. Demon worked tirelessly, his focus on securing their safety and preparing for the inevitable fallout from Adonis’s death. Ashley’s sister, who had always been the more pragmatic of the two, took charge of their day-to-day needs, ensuring that Ashley had the rest and care she needed to heal.Ashley herself was caught in a limbo, her body weak but her mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. The reality of her situation began to sink in—the mafia world was not one that easily let go of its own. Even with Adonis gone, there were others who would come looking for them. Others who would want revenge.But more than that, Ashley grappled with the loss she had suffered. The child she had carried, the future she had envisioned, all of it had been ripped away in a moment of brutality. The pain of that loss gnawed at her, a wound that no amou
The days in the cabin were a mix of healing and planning, but beneath the surface of that fragile peace, a sense of impending danger lingered. Demon spent hours on the phone, speaking in low tones to his contacts, arranging for new identities, safehouses, and escape routes. Every detail was scrutinized, every possible threat anticipated.Ashley, though still recovering, took solace in the mundane tasks around the cabin. Cooking, cleaning, and caring for her sister provided a semblance of normalcy that she desperately needed. Her body was still weak, and the wound in her side throbbed with a dull ache, but she forced herself to stay active, knowing that every moment spent on her feet was a step toward regaining her strength.Her sister, too, seemed to be healing, though the haunted look in her eyes had not yet faded. She had been through so much—betrayed by Demon, held captive by Adonis, and nearly losing her sister. But she was resilient, and her presence was a constant source of comf
The next morning, the air was thick with tension as Ashley, Demon, and her sister prepared to leave the cabin. The small sanctuary that had offered them a brief respite from the chaos now felt like a distant dream, overshadowed by the looming threat of what lay ahead.Demon had been up before dawn, checking the perimeter and making sure their path was clear. His movements were methodical, his mind sharp despite the lack of sleep. He knew that once they left the cabin, they would be stepping into the unknown, and he wasn’t about to take any chances.Ashley’s sister, though still wary of Demon, had softened toward him. She recognized the sacrifices he had made and the risks he was taking to protect them. The past few weeks had forged an uneasy alliance between them, one built on a shared understanding of the dangers they faced.As the sun began to rise, casting a pale light over the forest, Demon called them together. His expression was grim, his eyes scanning the horizon as if expectin
The night was thick with silence, the kind that settles deep into the bones and makes every creak of the floorboards and rustle of leaves outside feel like a harbinger of doom. Inside the cabin, Ashley, her sister, and Demon sat in that oppressive quiet, each lost in their own thoughts. The fire in the hearth had burned low, its warmth barely reaching the edges of the room. Ashley stared into the dying flames, her mind swirling with the events that had led them to this point. The memories of Adonis haunted her, his touch, his words, the way he had held power over her in a way that both terrified and exhilarated her. She had been a prisoner to his whims, and yet, somewhere in the twisted web of their relationship, she had found herself drawn to him in ways she couldn’t explain. But now, the fear outweighed everything else.Her sister shifted beside her, breaking the silence. "How long do you think we can stay here?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Ashley shook her head. "
The morning light filtered through the cracks in the cabin walls, casting eerie shadows that danced across the floor. Ashley awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside, a rare and almost jarring contrast to the tension that had settled in her chest overnight. Her sister still slept soundly beside her, curled up in a cocoon of blankets. Ashley gently pulled herself free and padded softly across the wooden floor, careful not to wake her.Demon was already up, sitting at the table with a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. His eyes were bloodshot, and the weariness etched into his features suggested he hadn’t slept at all. When he saw her approach, he offered a small nod in acknowledgment."Morning," Ashley whispered, sliding into the seat across from him. "Morning," Demon replied, his voice rough with exhaustion. "I made coffee. It’s not great, but it’s something."Ashley accepted the mug he handed her and took a tentative sip. The bitterness of the coffee mirrored the bitterness
The cabin was eerily silent as the sun rose, casting long shadows across the forest floor. Ashley woke up with a start, her heart pounding in her chest. The events of the previous night rushed back to her in a wave, and she took a moment to steady her breathing. Her sister was still asleep, her face peaceful for the first time in days. Ashley gently brushed a strand of hair from her sister’s face and quietly slipped out of bed.Demon was standing by the window, his silhouette barely visible against the dim light filtering through the trees. He hadn't slept. His posture was tense, every muscle in his body coiled like a spring ready to snap. Ashley knew he was on edge, and it made her uneasy. "Demon," she called softly as she approached him.He turned to her, his eyes sharp and alert. "Couldn’t sleep?" he asked, his voice a low rumble."Not really," she admitted. "I keep thinking about what happened last night. Who were those people? Was it Adonis’s men?"Demon sighed, rubbing a hand o
The sun was beginning to rise, casting a warm golden glow over the small town as Demon returned to the motel. His arms were loaded with supplies—food, water, and a few essentials they might need for the road ahead. He kept his head low, avoiding eye contact with the few early risers who were starting their day. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for anything out of place, any sign that Adonis’s men might have followed them here.He reached the room and knocked twice, a signal they had agreed upon. The door opened slightly, and Ashley’s wary eyes met his before she let him in. Her sister was sitting on the bed, still looking anxious, but slightly more at ease now that they had some semblance of safety.“Any problems?” Ashley asked as she closed the door behind him.Demon shook his head. “Nothing yet. But we shouldn’t stay long. This place is too quiet, too small. If anyone starts asking questions, it won’t take long for word to get back to Adonis.”Ashley nodded, knowing
The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when Ashley awoke, her body stiff from the restless sleep. Amelia was still curled up beside her, sleeping deeply after the harrowing events of the night before. Demon was outside, sharpening a blade, his expression hard as he prepared for the inevitable confrontation with Adonis.Ashley sat up slowly, her mind still racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. The peace they had found in the small cabin felt fragile, like a thin veil stretched over a storm waiting to break. She knew it was only a matter of time before Adonis found them—and when he did, there would be no turning back.She quietly stepped outside, the crisp morning air biting at her skin. Demon glanced up from his work but said nothing as she approached him. His silence was heavy, but it wasn’t unfriendly. It was the quiet of a man who knew the weight of the fight that lay ahead.“We don’t have much time,” he finally said, his voice low and grave. “Adonis will come for us soon.”A
The silence that followed Adonis’s departure was thick, weighted with the echoes of the battle that had just transpired. Ashley stood frozen in place, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the shadows swallow Adonis whole. His dark words lingered in the air, like a storm cloud threatening to return.Amelia lowered the gun slowly, her hands shaking as the adrenaline that had fueled her courage began to fade. She had never held a weapon before, let alone pointed one at a man like Adonis. Her knees buckled slightly, but before she could fall, Ashley rushed forward and wrapped her arms around her sister.“It’s over,” Ashley whispered, her voice thick with emotion. She wanted to believe it, but deep down, she knew Adonis’s words carried a dangerous truth. This wasn’t over, not by a long shot.Amelia buried her face in Ashley’s shoulder, her body trembling from head to toe. “I didn’t know what else to do,” she admitted in a shaky breath. “I couldn’t let him hurt you.”“You did what
Demon and Adonis clashed like two opposing forces of nature, their bodies moving with deadly precision. Each blow was filled with years of unspoken rage, resentment, and betrayal. The sounds of their fists meeting skin echoed through the forest, and Ashley watched helplessly as her worst fears began to unfold before her eyes.Amelia clung to Ashley’s arm, shaking. "Ashley, we have to do something! They’re going to kill each other!" Her voice trembled, but Ashley’s mind was racing too fast for words. She couldn’t pull her eyes away from the violent whirlwind before her. Every fiber of her being wanted to scream, wanted to run between them and make them stop. But how?Adonis had always been an enigma, a man who dominated the world around him with cruelty, power, and an iron will. But now, seeing him like this—engaged in a primal, bloody fight with the only person he’d ever trusted—shattered something inside Ashley. She had once thought there was more to Adonis, a hidden vulnerability be
Chapter 98: A Trap of FateThe air crackled with tension as Adonis descended the hill, his cold, dark gaze locked on Ashley. There was something terrifying in his calmness, as though he had expected this chase to end here all along. Ashley’s breath hitched, her entire body frozen in place, despite Demon’s command to run. But where would she go? The forest was vast, but Adonis was always a step ahead, always finding her no matter how far she ran. “Move!” Demon growled through gritted teeth, his gun trained on Adonis. His voice snapped Ashley out of her shock. She grabbed Amelia’s hand, pulling her sister behind her as they tried to edge farther down the incline. “Run, Ashley!” Amelia urged, her voice trembling with fear, but it was Demon who answered, his voice low and dangerous. “He won’t stop unless you face him.”Ashley swallowed hard, her heart racing as she glanced back at Adonis. He had paused midway down the hill, his piercing gaze tracking their every movement. His lips curle
The tension in the cabin thickened as the three prepared to leave. The forest outside remained eerily quiet, the early morning light casting long shadows across the trees. The cold air bit at Ashley's skin, but the chill she felt wasn’t just from the temperature. Something felt off. The uneasy silence gnawed at her nerves, every second stretching painfully thin. Amelia had stayed quiet since their conversation, her face a mask of worry. Demon moved with purpose, checking their supplies and ensuring they left no trace behind. He was methodical, calm, but there was a storm brewing behind his dark eyes. Ashley couldn’t shake her sister’s warning from earlier—trust was a fragile thing, and in their world, it could shatter in an instant. She had seen Demon’s loyalty to Adonis firsthand, but she had also seen the cracks in his resolve. He had helped them this far, yet the lingering question remained: would he continue to protect them when faced with the full force of Adonis’s wrath?The c
The morning light filtered through the cracks in the old cabin’s walls, casting soft shadows on the floor. The air was cool and still, as if the woods themselves were holding their breath, waiting for the next move. Ashley lay awake, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts racing. She had barely slept, too haunted by everything that had happened.Next to her, Amelia stirred in her sleep, her face soft and peaceful for the first time in what felt like days. Ashley watched her sister for a moment, a surge of protectiveness welling up inside her. Amelia had been through so much—caught in a whirlwind of violence and betrayal that neither of them had asked for.And then there was the baby. Ashley’s hand instinctively moved to her stomach, her fingers gently pressing against the small swell. The baby was a part of her now, a tiny life growing inside her, a symbol of everything she wanted to protect. But it also tied her to Adonis in a way she couldn’t escape. No matter how far she ran, the con
The forest surrounding the clearing was eerily silent, the only sound being the crunch of leaves and twigs beneath their feet as Ashley, Amelia, and Demon hurried through the darkness. The adrenaline still coursed through Ashley’s veins, her body on high alert as she glanced behind her, half expecting more of Adonis’s men to appear out of the shadows.Demon moved quickly ahead of them, his gun drawn and eyes sharp as he navigated the dense trees. The tension in his body was palpable, and Ashley couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that lingered in the air. They had survived the attack, but the danger was far from over.Amelia’s hand tightened around Ashley’s arm, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to keep up. “How much longer?” she whispered, her voice trembling with fear.Demon’s voice cut through the silence. “Not far. There’s an old cabin deeper in the woods. We’ll be safe there for the night.”Ashley frowned, her mind racing. A cabin in the woods? It sounded too good
The drive away from the café was tense and silent, the only sound being the dull hum of the car engine and the occasional clicking of Demon’s fingers tapping the steering wheel. Ashley sat in the backseat with Amelia, her heart pounding in her chest, every muscle in her body wound tight with anxiety. They were speeding toward an unknown future, running from a man who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Ashley’s mind raced, trying to grasp the gravity of the situation. Demon had made a bold move by standing up to Anton, and now they were out of time. Anton had seen her, and he knew about the baby. Whether Demon believed Anton would keep quiet or not, Ashley knew better. Adonis would find out, and when he did, he’d come for her with everything he had.Amelia’s trembling hand squeezed Ashley’s, pulling her from her thoughts. “What if he already knows?” Amelia whispered, her voice laced with fear. “What if Anton told him?”“We don’t have time to think about that right now,” Ashl
Demon stood at the entrance of the café, his tall frame casting a dark shadow over the table where Ashley and Amelia sat. His expression was unreadable, his intense gaze fixed on Amelia. Ashley’s pulse quickened as tension built in the small space, the air thick with uncertainty and unease.Amelia’s eyes flickered with a mix of relief and fear as she locked eyes with Demon. There was no denying the love between them, but the danger that surrounded their relationship loomed like a dark cloud. Ashley could sense it too—an unspoken weight hanging between the three of them.Demon finally broke the silence, his voice low but steady. “We need to talk.”Ashley’s muscles tensed. She wasn’t sure if Demon was here as their protector or if he was still bound by his loyalty to Adonis. She didn’t trust him—not completely. But Amelia’s life, and now her own, was entangled with his.“What’s going on, Demon?” Amelia asked, her voice barely above a whisper, fear lacing every word.Demon took a step cl