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Freya arrived home, her heart racing with several disturbing thoughts. Her driver pulled into the driveway, and Freya's eyes scanned the front of the house for any sign of Noah or Diego.But there was nothing. No sign of life, no indication that anyone was home.Then, her driver killed the engine and the car screeched to a halt. Without thinking twice, Freya leapt out of the car and sprinted towards the front door, her anxiety spiked. She ransacked her purse for her keys, her hands trembling as she unlocked the door and burst inside.Then she stopped abruptly, realizing no one was home, which explained why the house was locked. Her eyes scanned the empty living room, her face etched with uncertainty. The silence in the house was deafening and scary as well.Freya let out a deep sigh, pulling herself together. Slowly, she took her seat on the couch, reminding herself that Diego was with Noah. But why weren't they home yet?Her heart raced as she pulled out her phone and dialed Diego's
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As soon as Diego got to his car, he pressed the buttons of his car key and yanked the door open with a sense of desperation. He slid into the driver's seat, and his hands trembled slightly as he jammed the key into the ignition. Right before he started the engine, his driver, seeing he was about to leave urgently, sprinted towards the car and halted by the driver's side window.Diego wound the glass window down and glanced at his driver, ready to listen to him. Although his patience was hanging on a thin thread.“Boss, let me drive you home. I'm so sorry for leaving the car”, the driver said quickly, a hint of worry in his voice.Diego immediately averted his gaze from his driver, giving him a dismissive wave. “I can drive myself. I'm going somewhere important. Just go home”, he said curtly and wound up the car window.Without waiting to hear his driver's response, he started the engine and was about to put the car in gear when his phone buzzed again.Frantically, he glanced down at
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Diego walked cautiously into the abandoned warehouse, his heart racing with anticipation and uncertainty. The creaking of the old wooden door beneath his hand echoed through the vast space, making him feel like an intruder. He hesitated for a few seconds, scanning the room first as if contemplating whether to go on or turn back before it was too late.Then, once again, thoughts of Noah flashed in his mind and his determination rekindled. The urge to protect Noah clouded his senses and made him blind to the possibilities of danger lying ahead.Slowly, he took a bold step forward, his expression hardened. As he entered, the faint light from the setting sun outside struggled to penetrate the grimy windows, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The air inside was stale and musty, thick with the scent of decay and neglect. Diego recoiled in disgust, and his chest tightened as he coughed a few times, having been clearly not used to such an environment as that. He hid his face behi
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The man with the gun tightened his grip around the weapon, his index finger set at the trigger, ready to strike. “You're not going anywhere, gentleman”, he sneered at the shocked looking Diego, his voice dripping with disdain. “Welcome, Mr. Diego. We've been waiting for you”, another henchman added, his eyes glinting with a sinister intent. Suddenly, Diego's shocked expression transformed into that of determination. His brows furrowed in a silent question, and his expression hardened. With a bold voice, he asked, “Who are you? And what business do we have?” “You'll find out soon enough. Be patient”, the third hefty man intervened, his face twisted in a cold smirk. Diego rolled his eyes heavenward and snorted angrily in disgust. He ran his fingers into his hair, driving the strands backwards impatiently. “Look, I don't have time for this drama. I just want to see my son. Where is he?” Diego said in a hateful growl, his eyes blazing with growing fury. His chest heaved inten
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6:16PMFreya's eyes darted frantically around her living room, her gaze lingering on the clock on the wall for what felt like the hundredth time.The evening sun had long since dipped below the horizon, yet her son and the man she loved the most weren't home yet. Diego hadn't called her back, neither was he picking her calls.She paced back and forth across the floor, her feet moving with a restless energy as her mind raced with worst-case scenarios.Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides, and her breath came in as short, sharp gasps. She felt like she was losing her mind, her anxiety spiraling out of control with each passing minute. What brought about their sudden disappearance? Had something happened to them?She continued her frantic pacing, her phone clutched tightly in her hand. She was one step away from involving the police. After all, all it took was to dial “911”.However, she had to be sure of the exact situation they were in first before raising an alarm. Though h
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Freya sat frozen on the floor, devastated. As she stared blankly into space, still clutching her phone tightly, tears of anguish began to crawl slowly out of her eyes.Just then, a pang of reality gripped her throat and she snapped into action. That wasn't the time to mourn. She refused to believe he was dead. And if indeed he was half dead, she had to hurry up and save his life. She had to call for help.With the last shred of strength in her body, Freya pulled herself together and typed the emergency number on her phone, ready to dial.Just as she was about to call the line, Freya heard the doorbell. Her reflexes kicked in and she sprang to her feet, darting towards the door.With a strong sense of anticipation, she yanked the door open, not having any particular person in mind who would be visiting that minute.As she spotted the visitor, her heart sank in disappointment. For a fraction of a second, she had imagined the person at the door to be Diego. Alive and breathing. However,
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The paramedics arrived at the scene and burst into the room only to see the unconscious man who lay in Freya's arms. As they began to prepare their first aid supplies. Freya's sobs grew louder, her body shaking with convulsive grief. She felt like she was losing the love of her life, and she couldn't bear the thought of living without him. As she held him in her arms, she felt a sense of desperation wash over her. She didn't want to accept the fact that he might be gone. She held him tighter, as if she could will him back to life.Her face was red with anguish, and her eyes puffy from crying. She couldn't bear to say goodbye. Her heart was wrenched, and her spirits dampened. Right before the paramedics took Diego away, Freya gently placed her fingers on his wrist, feeling for a pulse. At first, she couldn't detect anything, and her heart sank in despair. But then, after a while of patience, she felt a faint, weak pulse beating.Her heart leaped with a sense of relief and hope — he was
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Freya dug her fingers into Noah's hair, clutching his head as their embrace grew deeper and more desperate. She crouched down, pulling him even closer to her.As Noah buried his face in her chest, Freya felt a dampness seeping through her clothes from his eyes. “Don't cry, my love. I'm here now. Mommy's here. There's no need to be scared, okay?” Freya said in a soft whisper, stroking his back gently.Noah responded with a sniffle, his chest heaving intensely as he tried to fight back his tears. Desmond, on the other hand, stood still behind Noah, his hands still in his pockets.His expression was neutral, yet his eyes revealed he was weary of their overt display of a soul bond, like they were the only mother and son in the whole world. He constantly rolled his eyes subtly, waiting patiently for Freya to finally notice him.Freya planted a final kiss on Noah's cheek before releasing him from her embrace. Gently, she cradled his face in her palms and looked directly at his face, her ey
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A dull persistent throb pulsed behind Desmond's eyes as he stirred from unconsciousness. His body felt heavy, weighted down by something tight and unyielding. There was a pressure against his wrists, his shoulders aching from an unnatural position.The first thing he noticed was the cold. It seeped into his skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth of unconsciousness. He inhaled sharply, only to be met with the pungent smell of damp concrete, rusted metal, and oil lingering thick in the air.A faint dripping sound echoed somewhere in the distance, rhythmic and taunting. His senses sharpened, but his mind was sluggish, still clawing its way out of the haze.With effort, Desmond's eyelids fluttered open, his gaze unfocused at first. The dim light hanging overhead burned his retina, making him squint.The world was blurred at first, shifting between shadow and light. After a few seconds, he began to get a clearer picture of his surroundings.The space around him stretched wide and empty, the
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Desmond looked away, inwardly battling with indecision—whether to believe her or not. He took a deep breath, his mind racing.On the other hand, Freya watched him closely, her gaze unwavering. His tired eyes spoke volumes about his intoxicated state. He was getting tipsier than before. And it was time to act.Freya tilted her head, her lips curving into a soft, understanding smile. “I know you're overwhelmed and can't seem to believe me. And that's understandable. I've practically ruined your life,” Freya said softly, her eyes locked onto his. She paused briefly, allowing her words to sink in. Then she let out a deep sigh and went on. “But people change, Desmond. You claimed you were a changed man, right? So why can't I claim I'm a changed woman as well?” Her voice was low and soft, but a hint of sarcasm was hidden in it.Desmond stared hard at her, reflecting on her words. His expression was a softer version of the skeptical mask he wore. And Freya smiled inwardly, realizing he was
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9:32 PMThe hum of the engine was the only sound breaking the silence inside Freya’s car. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles white as she stared through the windshield. Outside, the city lights shimmered, coupled with the lights coming from the inside of Desmond's office building, casting a pale glow over the darkened streets. The building loomed tall and ominous in Freya's rearview mirror, its shadow stretching across the pavement like a veil.Freya’s heart hammered against her chest as she adjusted her rearview mirror to get a better view of Desmond's movements. She had been waiting patiently for him to retire home, watching him closely in order to decide her next course of action.Just then, she saw him exit the building, his silhouette sharp under the yellow glow of the streetlights. He walked with the same arrogance she despised so much, his leather shoes clicking against the pavement. He was on the phone, his voice muffled but animated, likely barking or
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“Evening, husband.”Freya's voice was thick with sarcasm, and her lips curved into a smirk. Without giving Desmond a chance to speak, she stepped into the room, her gaze sweeping over the mess he had made.The acrid stench of whiskey flooded her senses, making her grimace in disgust. She turned away, scrunching up her nose to fight the nausea it triggered. “What's that smell?” she mumbled, her face contorted with displeasure.Desmond fixed her with a deadly stare, his eyes blazing with unrestrained rage. “Why are you here?” he spat, leaning forward.Freya stared hard at the shattered pieces of glass, infused into the nasty pool of golden liquid on the floor. Her brows furrowed in a frown, and she shook her head in pity."Really, Desmond?" she said, her voice dripping with condescension. "Breaking bottles and shouting at doors? How…predictable."Desmond’s eyes darkened, his rage momentarily stunned into silence by the audacity of her presence. He watched as she walked further into the
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Desmond sat alone in his dimly lit study, the amber glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows across the mahogany furniture. The air reeked of whiskey and regret. His hand trembled as he brought the glass to his lips, but the drink did little to dull the bitter thoughts swirling in his mind. He leaned back in the leather armchair, his eyes drifting shut. Freya. Her name alone sent a wave of anger coursing through his veins. His jaw tightened as he replayed the events of the past months in his mind. It was certain that Freya’s schemes had been meticulously calculated and set into motion long before she returned to his house. She couldn't have possibly just woken up one day and chosen violence. Who knew what had been going through her head for months now?She had walked back into his life as someone hardened, vengeful, and utterly fearless, not as the meek woman he had once controlled. He swirled the whiskey in his glass, watching the golden liquid catch the light. The burn of alcoh
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Diego sat back in his executive swivel chair, a small cup of coffee in his hand. His professional attire was a perfect contrast to the warmth of his triumphant grin. The sun poured in through the window walls, casting golden light over the rich wood and steel accents of the room. The television in his sleek office played the breaking news on every major channel. The headlines blared across the screen: "Corporate Scandal: Freya July Sells Major Stake in Dexus Innovations to Rival Competitor!" The accompanying footage showed reporters scrambling outside Desmond's towering headquarters, desperate for a comment, while stock market analysts discussed the fallout of Freya's calculated move.Diego took a tiny sip of the warm liquid in his mug, his eyes glued to the TV, as if savoring every word the reporters said."...a shocking betrayal by Freya July, Desmond's wife, who has sold a substantial portion of her shares to RavenTech Industries, one of Dexus Innovations’ fiercest competitors," t
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The morning air in the city was crisp, carrying the faint hum of activity that grew louder with each passing hour. The glass façade of Dexus Innovations shone in the sunlight, casting a long shadow over the busy streets below. And inside, the tension was palpable. The grand ballroom on the twenty-fifth floor had been transformed into a stage for a high-stakes event. Rows of chairs lined the room, facing an imposing podium framed by floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of the city skyline. A team of technicians moved swiftly, adjusting microphones and ensuring the lighting was perfect. Journalists were already streaming in, setting up their equipment and chatting in low tones as they speculated about the announcement that had drawn such a crowd. Desmond had spent the morning pacing his office, his mood growing darker with each passing minute. Freya’s announcement had come with little warning, just a cryptic notification sent to his inbox the night before. He hated s
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Desmond’s day started like any other, but by noon, his world was on fire. His name was being dragged through the mud, entwined in a brutal scandal and was splashed across every major financial news outlet and social media platform. The headlines were ruthless: "Corporate Kingpin Exposed: Internal Documents Reveal Mismanagement at Dexus Innovations.” The evidence was damning—leaked documents showing years of financial mismanagement, unethical practices, and reckless decisions that had placed the company on the brink of collapse. That wasn't all—Desmond was also accused of ruling his empire with an iron fist, suppressing his employees and making them feel insignificant.Desmond was left in a state of confusion as he didn't understand how such stories about him could be circulated. To the best of his knowledge, they were all lies. But unknown to him, Freya had leaked those internal documents to damage his reputation.Now, another board meeting was scheduled. The boardroom was chaotic.
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6:12 PMFreya’s car purred to a halt in front of Desmond’s mansion, and as she looked out the window, her eyes rolled heavenward in disgust.The sleek lines of the building glinted under the harsh glow of the driveway lights, an unwelcoming beacon that altered Freya’s relaxed mood.She and Noah had been gone for weeks, settling down in an apartment she had bought for silent getaways.She needed to get away from Desmond for a while—almost as if she was deliberately avoiding him after all the devious things she had done to ruin him.And she got the break she needed. However, facing Desmond was going to be scary. Though he had no proof of her hand in his business being on the verge of collapse, she was afraid of what he might do to her. Desmond hadn't changed one bit. He was still as despicable as ever.She turned to Noah, a faint smile crossing her face. “Noah honey, let's go,” she said softly, patting him gently on his head.Noah only gave a slight nod and got out of the car. Freya wat
