Ashley watched the sun rise from the front porch of the cabin, its warm, golden rays filtering through the dense trees. The soft chirping of birds was a stark contrast to the violence and chaos swirling in her mind. She felt a strange sense of calm, almost as if her body knew this was the quiet before everything fell apart. The peace of the forest was deceptive, a fragile illusion that she knew could be shattered at any moment.Her thoughts drifted back to Amelia—her sister, her confidante, and the one person who had always stood by her side. The image of Amelia’s lifeless body haunted her relentlessly, pushing her deeper into her own anguish. How had everything gone so horribly wrong? She had come to this world of darkness and deceit to save her sister, only to lose her in the most tragic way possible.But as painful as it was, Ashley knew she couldn’t afford to lose herself in grief. Amelia would have wanted her to keep fighting, to stay strong and see this through to the end. Adoni
Ashley’s hands trembled as she gripped her phone, her heart pounding in her chest as Adonis's message blazed on the screen. The threat was chilling in its simplicity. He knew where she was, and he was coming for her.A dozen questions raced through her mind—how had he found them, and how long before he arrived? Was he already nearby, or was this just a scare tactic to shake her up before the final confrontation? Either way, Ashley knew she couldn’t afford to let her emotions take over. She had to stay calm, had to think clearly.She quickly turned off her phone, her mind calculating her next move. Victor and Jackson were in the other room, oblivious to the danger that was closing in on them. Should she tell them now? Should she warn them and risk throwing the entire plan into chaos?For a moment, she considered keeping the information to herself, but the thought quickly dissolved. There was no time for second-guessing. They needed to know. The element of surprise was gone—Adonis had t
The cold night air felt like ice against Ashley’s skin as she crouched beneath the shattered window, her body pressed low to the floor. The gunfire had stopped, replaced by an eerie silence that seemed to stretch on forever. Her heart raced as the sinister laugh echoed through the night—a sound she knew all too well.Adonis was out there. His men were closing in. And she had no idea how long they could hold out.Victor, his face a mask of grim determination, shifted closer to her, his eyes scanning the treeline for any sign of movement. Jackson crouched near the door, gripping his rifle tightly, ready for the next wave. They were outnumbered, that much was clear. Adonis’s men were moving with precision, like hunters circling their prey.“We don’t have much time,” Victor muttered under his breath, his voice barely above a whisper. “We need to fall back, regroup, and figure out a way to flank them. If we stay pinned here, it’s only a matter of time before they overrun us.”Ashley nodded
Ashley’s pulse pounded in her ears, drowning out every sound around her. Her finger rested against the cold steel of the trigger, trembling with a mix of rage and hesitation. Adonis stood in front of her, the smirk on his lips infuriating, challenging. Every instinct screamed at her to end it now, to pull the trigger and finish what he had started all those years ago.But she couldn’t. Not yet.“Ashley,” his voice was low, smooth, a predator taunting its prey. “What are you waiting for? You’ve wanted this moment for so long. So, do it. Shoot me.”Her hand shook, and the weight of the gun seemed heavier than ever before. Her body was rigid, every muscle tensed as though waiting for permission to release the fury burning inside her. But beneath the anger, there was something else—a deep, confusing ache that kept her from pulling the trigger.“You deserve this,” she hissed, her voice tight, choking on the emotion swelling in her chest. “After everything you’ve done to me, after what you
The blood on Ashley’s hands seemed to mock her, bright and vibrant against her trembling fingers. Victor’s body lay cold beside her, a hollow echo of everything she had lost. Her mind was a storm of grief, rage, and unbearable confusion. The weight of the moment crushed her, but it was the look in Adonis’s eyes that pierced her deeper than any bullet ever could.Adonis remained silent, his gun still at his side, his face shadowed by the aftermath of what had just transpired. He wasn’t gloating or smirking. There was no triumph in his stance. His eyes were fixed on the body of Victor, and for a moment, he seemed… human.Ashley couldn’t take it anymore.“Why?” she choked out between sobs, her voice hoarse and broken. “Why did it have to be like this? Why does everything around you end in blood?”Adonis slowly lowered his gun, his gaze shifting from Victor’s body to Ashley’s tear-streaked face. He took a deep breath as if trying to find the right words but knowing none would suffice. His
Ashley sat on the worn couch in the dimly lit apartment, her body still trembling from the weight of everything that had transpired. The sound of her own heartbeat echoed in her ears, a constant reminder that she was still alive, still breathing. But it didn't feel like living. Not yet.The weight of the room pressed down on her, but more than that, it was the silence that gnawed at her soul. For so long, chaos had been her constant companion—Adonis, his cruel affection, the manipulation, the violence, and the whirlwind of emotions he stirred in her. Now, with the stillness around her, she was left alone with her thoughts, and they were far from comforting.She glanced at her phone, the only link to her sister Amelia, but there were no new messages. Amelia had gone off the grid with Demon, and though Ashley trusted her sister's judgment, she couldn't shake the gnawing fear in her gut. Demon was Adonis’s right-hand man, his best friend, and now, Amelia had placed her heart and her trus
The next morning, the weight of Victor's letter still lingered in Ashley’s chest like a heavy stone. She barely slept, the words echoing in her mind, reminding her of the fight she could no longer avoid. Adonis had taken too much already—her baby, her trust, and now Victor—but she had one thing left to protect: her sister.She sat at the small kitchen table, staring blankly at the half-eaten toast in front of her, her stomach churning with anxiety. Chloe had stayed the night, sleeping fitfully on the couch, but Ashley knew their moment of peace would soon be shattered. Adonis wouldn’t wait long before making his next move.As if on cue, Ashley's phone buzzed on the table, pulling her out of her thoughts. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the message. It was from Amelia.We need to talk. Meet me at the café near the old church. Alone.The knot of fear tightened in Ashley’s stomach. She hadn’t heard from Amelia in days, not since she had run off with Demon. She wanted to believe her
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
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