"Oh, my God, Cassia! You scared the hell out of me,"Liam said softly, his voice hoarse. Cassia tried to speak, but her throat felt dry. Liam quickly poured her a glass of water and helped her take a sip. "Where is everyone? What exactly happened?" she managed to ask, her voice weak. "A truck h
Lucas inhaled deeply, shutting his eyes for a moment before opening them again. Was Martinez threatening him? He tilted his head slightly, letting out a humorless chuckle. Slowly, he turned his gaze back to Cassia. "Oh? And here I thought you’d be grateful I saved her life," he smirked. But beneath
Outside, Darvan started walking away when he noticed Cassia was awake. He had come to see her, yet fear kept him from stepping inside. Why did he feel like an intruder? He didn’t know. Without another glance, he hurried out of the hospital and made his way to his car. Sliding into the driver’s seat
The room was silent except for the muffled sounds of Cassia’s struggles. She wanted to scream but no word came out. Her hands clawed at the pillow pressed firmly over her face, her legs kicking weakly against the hospital bed. Her lungs burned, screaming for air, but the weight on the pillow didn’
As soon as Martinez finished speaking, the intruder let out a loud, mocking laugh that echoed through the empty warehouse. The sound grated on Martinez’s nerves, but he kept his expression calm. He wanted nothing more than to shut the laughter down with a punch, but he needed the intruder conscious.
The morning sunlight streamed through the hospital windows as Cassia slowly woke up. She opened her eyes and saw Martinez still sitting beside her, focused on his phone with a serious expression—almost like he was angry at whatever he was reading. "You stayed," she murmured, her voice rough from s
“My gut was right after all,” Martinez muttered to himself, smirking as he watched from his hiding spot. His plan had worked. Announcing that Cassia was fine had been a trap—one carefully set to lure out the mastermind behind the attack. And just as he had expected, they had taken the bait. In the
"What did I tell you, Remy? You made a mistake by running last night." Martinez took a step back, then leaned casually against the wall, his arms crossing over his chest. The faint smirk on his lips remained, barely hiding his amusement. The air in the room grew tense. The way Martinez stared at hi
Cassia looked at Henry like he was a stranger. What he’d just said made her so angry that everything around her seemed to fade. Without thinking, her hand moved on its own and then....Smack... The slap rang through the almost-empty parking lot. Henry’s head turned from the hit, a red mark forming
"I was about to head out," Mira repeated, "but there’s a man at the entrance saying he wants to see you. He’s… insisting." "Who?" Cassia asked, puzzled. Before Mira could answer, Cassia’s phone rang again. This time, it was Quinn calling. She sighed and waved a hand dismissively at Mira. "Tell hi
Darvan set the bowl down slowly, confusion and disbelief etched across his face. “I swear on everything, Justin… I have no idea what this is about.” Justin cursed under his breath, already reaching for his phone. “You need to do something fast,” he said urgently. “Because if this blows up any furth
Stacy sat alone in her apartment, staring down at her stomach. Her hand gently brushed over the slight curve as a deep frown settled on her face. The room was silent, except for the ticking of the wall clock. Then, suddenly, her bitter laughter broke the stillness. "How did it come to this?" she mu
Cassia pushed open the glass doors of her newly opened design firm. A young woman, likely a few years younger than her, looked up and greeted her with a smile. “How are you, Mira?” Cassia returned the smile. “I’m okay. I didn't expect you to come back,” Mira said with a grin. Cassia nodded, manag
When they finished eating, Cassia stood up and attempted to clear the table, but Quinn quickly stopped her. "No need," Kiara said quickly. "I’ll take care of it. You should rest." "If that's the case, I'd like to go to the office," Cassia replied, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. K
Cassia stepped out of the cab after leaving Martinez's home, and her eyes scanned the quiet street in front of her apartment. The setting sun colored the pavement in a warm glow, but her thoughts were too clouded to notice the beauty. She closed the door behind her and stood still for a second, the
"He tricked me. He really thought I was stupid... or maybe I was," Stacy whispered, her eyes burning with anger. The bank Staff's voice echoed in her head again like a drumbeat that refused to stop. "These documents are forged. They’re fake." "You’ve been scammed." "You walked right into it..."
Stacy slammed the door shut behind her, the loud bang echoing through the apartment. She was sweating, her chest rising and falling rapidly as if she’d just run a marathon. Her eyes were filled with panic, but there was also something else in them...greed. Without bothering to take off her shoes o