SARAHCold water splashed onto my face, shocking me awake. I jolted up, gasping, my head pounding like a drum. The memory of their hands all over me, groping and squeezing, played in my mind like a horror movie on repeat. I took a deep breath, trying to stabilize myself, blinking away the water and tears."Rise and shine," one of the goons sneered, the one who had thrown the water. I glared at him, pure hatred burning in my eyes."Fuck you," I spat, my voice shaky but defiant."Watch your tongue, bitch," he snapped back, his face hardening. "You're in no position to mouth off."I ignored the throbbing in my head and focused on him, rage boiling inside me. "You think you can just treat me like this? You think you can get away with it?"He laughed, a cold, cruel sound. "Honey, we already have. No one's coming to save you. You’re ours to do with as we please."The way he said it made my skin crawl. I wanted to scream, to fight, but I knew it would only get me hurt again. I forced myself
SARAHI sat there, stunned, unable to process what Viktor had just said. “What do you mean, use me to kill Marco?” My voice trembled, a mix of confusion and fear. Viktor’s cold laughter echoed in the room, sending chills down my spine.“You heard me right,” he said, leaning back in his chair, his eyes glinting with malice. “Marco took something precious from me, something so valuable that I’ve dedicated my entire life to hunting him down.”I stared at him, trying to make sense of his words. “What did he take from you?”Viktor’s expression shifted, a shadow of pain flickering across his face. “A long time ago, Marco and I were on opposite sides of a business deal. It was supposed to be straightforward, just another transaction in our line of work. But Marco, being the ruthless bastard he is, decided he wanted more. He wanted it all.”He paused, his jaw tightening as he relived the memory. “I had a family back then. A wife and a little girl, Eva. My wife, Lena, she was my rock, my every
SARAHViktor walked back in, leaned against the wall, a smug smile playing on his lips. “You really don’t understand how important you are to Marco, do you, Sarah?”I glared at him, my mind racing with fear and confusion. “Marco doesn’t care about anyone but himself.”He chuckled, shaking his head. “Oh, you poor, naive girl. Do you really think Marco marrying you was just a coincidence?”I frowned, the doubt creeping in. “What do you mean? Of course it was. He needed a wife for his image, for his business. It was all a facade.”Viktor’s eyes gleamed with a predatory light. “You’re wrong. Marco loves you more than you can imagine. He would comb to the ends of the earth to find you.”I shook my head vehemently, refusing to believe his words. “No, that’s not true. Marco is a monster. He doesn’t know how to love. He’s used me, hurt me. He can’t love me.”“Is that so?” Viktor’s voice was laced with mockery. “Then why do you think he’s been so relentless in his search for you? Why do you t
MARCOI paced back and forth in the cyber room, the soft hum of the machines around me doing nothing to calm my nerves. The glow of the monitors cast an eerie light, making the room feel more like a prison than a high-tech command center. I rotated a small pocket knife in my hand, the familiar weight grounding me, if only a little.“Damn it,” I muttered to myself. “How could I let this happen? How did I lose her?” My voice echoed in the room, the frustration clear. “I should have tightened security more around the house. I should have seen this coming.”I couldn’t shake the image of Sarah from my mind. The thought of her in Viktor’s hands made my blood boil. I stopped pacing and slammed the knife into the table, the blade sticking out at an angle.“Viktor,” I growled. The name tasted like poison on my tongue. I closed my eyes, remembering our last encounter. I had spared his life then, thinking it was a mercy. A weakness. And now that same weakness had come back to hurt me, to hurt Sa
MARCO: The private armory room buzzed with the sound of guns being loaded and tactical gear being secured. The metallic clinks and clicks echoed around the room, blending with the quiet murmur of my men discussing strategies. Each one of them was focused, their faces etched with determination. This wasn’t just another mission; this was personal.I moved among them, checking in on their preparations. “Remember, no slip up guys,” I said, my voice firm but low. “This is about sending a message to Viktor and anyone else who thinks they can mess with us.”Tony was adjusting his bulletproof vest. He glanced up at me and nodded. “We’re ready, boss. We’ve got your back.”I gave him a tight smile. “Good. We’re going in fast and hard. No mistakes.”Mikey, the new guy, looked up from loading his rifle, his hands trembling slightly. “Boss, what if Viktor has backup? What if this is a trap?”I walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. “Listen, Mikey. Viktor thinks he has the upper hand b
MARCO“Lay low and blend in,” I ordered my men, my voice low but firm. “Take out anyone you see. Shoot on sight. I’m not losing any of you to some lousy thug.”The men nodded, their faces set with determination. “We’ll stay safe, boss,” one of them said. “You watch your back too.”I gave a short nod, watching as they melted into the darkness, their forms disappearing into the night. The silence was soon broken by the sound of gunshots echoing through the air.Carlos and I moved forward, keeping low. I spotted a couple of Viktor’s men ahead and raised my gun, shooting them down with precise shots. Carlos glanced at me, a smirk on his face. “That left hand of yours doesn’t miss a shot, does it?”I ignored his comment, focusing on the task at hand. We moved on, taking down more of Viktor’s men as we advanced. Each shot was clean, each move calculated. We were getting closer to Sarah, but the path was littered with bodies.Suddenly, more of Viktor’s men appeared, surrounding us. I fired a
MARCOCarlos and I were on a roll, taking down Viktor’s men one after another. The adrenaline pumped through my veins, sharpening my senses. Each man who fell was a step closer to getting Sarah back.Carlos, always the joker, couldn’t resist making light of the situation. “Hey Marco, let’s make it interesting. Whoever gets the most kills buys the drinks tonight.”I shot him a look, trying to stay focused. “Carlos, now’s not the time for games. Keep your head in the fight.”He shrugged, not losing his grin. “Just trying to lighten the mood, boss. But fine, let’s keep it professional.”We moved through the base, systematically taking down anyone who crossed our path. The tension was thick, but I couldn’t afford to lose my cool. Not when we were so close.Finally, we reached the front of the building where Viktor was holding Sarah. I could almost feel her presence, just beyond those walls. One more push, and she’d be safe.As we took another step forward, a sharp crack pierced the air. C
SARAHI sat there in the quiet room, my mind swirling with everything that had happened. The chaos, the fear, the hope—I couldn’t wrap my head around it all. For a moment, I let myself get lost in my thoughts, trying to piece it all together.Did Marco really come to save me? It seemed unreal, like something out of a movie. I couldn’t believe he had fought through all those men just to get to me. My heart raced at the memory of him bursting in, looking like a force of nature. How did I get so lucky?“Is this all a dream?” I whispered to myself, almost afraid that speaking it out loud would shatter the illusion. I looked around the room, trying to find something that made sense.My thoughts drifted back to when Viktor had me, the terror I felt. I never thought I’d see Marco again. But he came, didn’t he? He came and saved me. Why would he risk everything for me? Did he really care that much?I shook my head, trying to clear the fog of confusion. “Why, Marco?” I muttered. “Why would you