Lilian’s head throbbed as she slowly opened her eyes. A dull, relentless pain pulsed at the back of her skull, and her eyelids felt heavy, as if weighed down by exhaustion. Blinking a few times, she struggled to adjust to her surroundings. The dimly lit room had cracked concrete walls, unfinished and cold, with no windows in sight. The air smelled of damp cement and rusted metal, making her stomach churn.Panic rushed through her veins as her mind raced to piece everything together.Where am I?Then, like a sudden wave crashing over her, the memory hit her.The text message.A chilling sensation crawled up her spine as she remembered. The message had claimed that Matt had been kidnapped, urging her to leave the company and come here. It had seemed urgent—so real. And now, she was the one trapped.“You’re finally awake,” a deep, hardened voice broke through the silence.Lilian turned her head sharply, her body tensing. A man stood a few feet away, his bulky figure outlined in the dim l
Lilian looked around, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. She was surrounded by towering trees, their thick branches twisting overhead, blocking most of the sky. The forest stretched endlessly in every direction, a never-ending sea of green and brown. She had no idea where she was or which way would lead her to safety.Her pulse pounded in her ears as panic settled in. How had she ended up here? Just hours ago—or was it days?—she had been in a completely different place, far from this nightmare. But now, she was lost, alone, and running for her life.She took a hesitant step forward, then another. The dry leaves crunched beneath her feet, the sound too loud in the suffocating silence of the forest. Her heart clenched. She couldn’t stay in one place for too long. They were looking for her.Suddenly, voices broke through the quiet.Lilian froze.The sound came from her right, deep and sharp, carried by the still air. She barely had time to react before the words became clear.“If
Lilian was sure she had been shot.The force of the impact sent her crashing to the ground, her body frozen in shock. But as the pain she expected didn’t come, she slowly raised her head, her vision still spinning.Two of the men who had been chasing her were now writhing on the ground in pain.Her breath hitched. What just happened?“Lilian…”A weak, strained voice called her name from beside her.She turned her head, her pulse hammering.Her eyes widened in horror.Marcus.He lay just a few feet away, his face pale, his shirt soaked with blood. His right hand clutched his side, red seeping between his fingers.Lilian’s stomach twisted. “Marcus?” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.She scrambled toward him, hands shaking as she hovered over his body. The realization hit her like a punch to the chest.The shooter had meant to kill her. But Marcus had taken the bullet instead.Why?Her vision blurred. This didn’t make sense. Why would Marcus put himself in danger for her?“
Twenty-four hours later, Marcus finally woke up after the operation.His eyelids fluttered weakly before opening completely, adjusting to the bright hospital room. A dull ache spread through his body, reminding him of everything that had happened. His head felt heavy, but he forced himself to focus on his surroundings.The first thing he saw was Lilian sitting by his bedside, her hands clasped together as if she had been praying. When she noticed his eyes open, relief flooded her face.“Thank goodness,” she breathed, placing a hand over her chest as if to calm her racing heart.Marcus managed a small, tired smile. “Were you worried I wouldn’t wake up?” he asked, his voice hoarse from lack of use.Lilian met his gaze, hesitating for a moment before responding. “Yes… After all, you’re in this bed because of me. If things had gone differently, I would have been the one lying here instead.” Her voice softened, guilt laced through every word. “I feel horrible about it.”Marcus’ smile faded
“I want to stay with him until he fully recovers,” Lilian said firmly.Noah frowned, his jaw tightening. “He has his assistant with him. He doesn’t need your help,” he said immediately, his voice laced with disapproval.Lilian hesitated, her brother’s words making sense. She glanced at Marcus, her fingers instinctively clenching the fabric of her dress.Marcus, sensing her hesitation, quickly interjected, “My assistant is busy handling work at the company since I won’t be able to go in for now.” His voice was calm but insistent, cutting off Lilian’s chance to reconsider.Lilian sighed and sat back down. He was right. He wouldn’t be able to handle company affairs for the next few days, and if his assistant was occupied, someone needed to be there for him.Noah’s eyes narrowed at Marcus. He understood exactly what he was trying to do—keeping Lilian by his side. And while Noah wanted to stop him, he knew Lilian had already made up her mind. He couldn’t change it, no matter what he said.
This made Marcus smile. “Okay.”Lilian turned her back to him while he took his bath, making sure not to peek. She heard the sound of water splashing as he moved under the shower, the faint scent of soap filling the air. She sat on the edge of the bed, waiting, but the silence between them made time stretch unbearably slow.After about fifteen minutes, Marcus finally spoke. “I’m done.”Lilian turned around and glanced at him. She tried to keep her gaze on his face, but her eyes betrayed her, flickering downward for a split second. Quickly, she walked toward him and picked up a towel, her fingers working mechanically as she helped him wash his back.Marcus let out a soft sigh and closed his eyes, savoring the moment of peace. He rarely had time to relax, and despite the situation, this felt oddly comforting. Lilian’s hands were gentle, her touch light yet firm as she worked.Just as she finished, Marcus reached for the shower knob and twisted it, sending a rush of water pouring down hi
Marcus was discharged from the hospital after spending a week recovering. The moment he was cleared to leave, he felt a strong urge to return to his normal routine, though something in his gut told him that things were far from over.The following day, Lilian resumed work, slipping seamlessly back into her responsibilities as if nothing had happened. Despite her composed exterior, Marcus knew she was still shaken. He had seen it in her eyes—the lingering fear, the occasional distracted look. He made a mental note to check in on her later.That morning, as he sat in his office, his assistant, Hilary, walked in with a troubled expression.“Sir,” Hilary began hesitantly, “I just returned from the station, but the officers refused to release the men.”Marcus frowned. “Why?”“They said they need Mr. Moses’ signature before they can release them into my custody,” Hilary explained.Marcus exhaled sharply, leaning back in his chair. “Alright, I’ll call him.”Hilary nodded and bowed slightly b
The moment they stepped outside, the sound of tires rolling over gravel drew their attention. Hilary’s car pulled in smoothly, its headlights cutting through the dim evening light.As soon as the car came to a halt, Hilary stepped out, accompanied by two other men dressed in dark suits. Without hesitation, they walked toward Marcus and Moses, stopping a few feet away. The three men bowed their heads slightly in acknowledgment, their expressions unreadable.Marcus didn’t waste time. His voice was firm, his authority unmistakable. “Take them away,” he ordered, motioning toward the two captives.Hilary nodded. Without hesitation, the two men in suits grabbed hold of the prisoners, dragging them away without a word. The captives struggled weakly, but it was pointless. Their fate was no longer in their hands.As the car doors shut, Marcus watched in silence as Hilary and his men drove off, disappearing into the night. He exhaled slowly, then turned to face Moses.“I’ll update you,” he said
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“Daddy! Mom is looking for you!” Matt called out, his voice urgent.Marcus immediately stepped into the room and hurried toward Lilian, who sat on the bed, cradling her swollen belly.“Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of distress.Lilian let out a shaky breath. “I think my water just broke,” she said.Marcus’ eyes widened. He turned to Matt without hesitation.“Go find your uncles and grandma. Tell them your mom is in labor.”Matt didn’t waste a second. He spun around and dashed out of the room, his heart racing with excitement. His baby sister was finally coming!Lilian was rushed to the hospital without delay.Inside the delivery room, Marcus refused to leave her side. He hadn’t been there for Matt’s birth, and he wasn’t about to miss this one.But as he watched Lilian endure contraction after contraction, pain twisting her face, he felt helpless. His fists clenched at his sides. He wished he could take the pain for her.He tightened his grip on her h
Matt’s eyes were fixed on the big screen, his brows furrowed in deep concentration.“Is it impossible to crack?” he asked, turning to Marcus.Marcus shrugged. “Seems like it.”Matt studied him for a moment, then narrowed his eyes at the screen. “I can try,” he said.Marcus stood up, making room for Matt to take his place at the laptop.The moment Matt’s fingers touched the keyboard, they moved with a speed and precision that left Marcus stunned. He had never seen Matt type before, and watching him now was mesmerizing. He did it with such ease, such confidence—it was clear he knew exactly what he was doing.Marcus crossed his arms and nodded in approval, feeling an unexpected surge of pride.“Done!” Matt announced, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.Marcus immediately leaned in, eyes scanning the screen. His breath caught for a second—Matt had actually done it. The code was cracked.“Wow,” Marcus muttered, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Good job.”Without
Lilian walked into the house that evening, surprised to see her father with an elderly man. They were deep in conversation, as if they had been friends for years. “Dad,” Lilian greeted him. Gabriel looked up and smiled. “You’re back. How was work?” he asked. “It was fine, Dad,” she replied, turning her attention to the elderly man. “Good evening, sir,” she greeted him politely. “How are you doing?” the man asked, his face lighting up with a warm smile. “I’m doing very well, sir. What about you?” Lilian responded, offering him a smile of her own. “I’m doing fine. You look so beautiful,” the old man said, nodding his head approvingly. Lilian blushed at the compliment. “Thank you, sir.” “This is Marcus’ grandfather,” Gabriel introduced. Lilian froze in surprise. She had never met Marcus’ grandfather before. This was her first time meeting him. “Oh! Hello, sir!” she greeted him warmly, now understanding who he was. “We never met when you and Marcus were still together,” the old
The next day, Linda was arrested and charged with attempted murder and kidnapping. Additionally, her history of bullying had led to a young woman’s suicide, further worsening her case. The weight of her crimes was undeniable, and with the overwhelming evidence against her, there was no room for denial.As soon as the police took her into custody, news of her arrest spread quickly. Social media was flooded with posts about the woman who had orchestrated kidnappings, attempted murders, and had driven someone to their death through sheer cruelty.In the cold, gray confines of the prison, Linda sat on a hard bench, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. The prison cell smelled of rust and sweat, and the metal bars that caged her in seemed to close in more with each passing second.Then, the sound of approaching footsteps made her stiffen. She looked up, and her expression immediately twisted into one of pure hatred.The man she had once deceived—manipulated into risking his life for her
Marcus sat at his desk, fingers moving swiftly across his laptop keyboard as he reviewed the latest security reports. His office was quiet except for the rhythmic tapping of his fingers. The sunlight streaming through the window cast a soft glow on the room, highlighting the expensive furnishings and the neatly organized stacks of paperwork on his desk.A sudden knock at the door interrupted his focus.“Come in,” he called out without looking up.The door swung open, and when he finally looked up, he was surprised to see Lilian standing there with Matt by her side.His brows lifted slightly, but his expression quickly softened. He hadn’t expected to see them today.Matt, beaming with excitement, didn’t wait for an invitation. He stepped forward, walking straight toward Marcus’s desk.“Good morning!” the boy greeted enthusiastically.Marcus stood from his chair, his gaze shifting between Lilian and Matt. His lips curled into a rare, genuine smile. “Good morning, Matt. How are you?”“I’
Marcus shrugged and turned to Moses, pulling out his phone. With a swipe, he brought up a picture of Linda and held it out for him to see.Moses squinted at the image, his brow furrowing. Something about her seemed familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it.“She…” he muttered, trying to recall. He knew this woman—he was sure of it. But from where?“She used to work for your company,” Marcus supplied, his tone flat. “She got fired, and after that, she developed a deep hatred for Lilian. She believed Lilian was the reason she lost her job.”Moses clenched his fists. “Damn it.” His jaw tightened as guilt weighed down on him. He should have been keeping an eye on Linda, should have monitored her actions. If he had, maybe Lilian wouldn’t have been dragged into this mess.Marcus exhaled sharply before turning back to the captive man. He crossed his arms and studied him carefully. “Sooo… are you ready?” he asked, his tone casual but laced with authority.The man slowly lifted his head, his ex
Marcus pulled out his phone as he strode into the dimly lit warehouse. His fingers moved swiftly across the screen as he dialed Moses’ number.The call connected after two rings.“Who else did you tell about me taking those men to the warehouse?” Marcus asked, his voice calm but firm.Moses hesitated for a second before answering, “Noah.”Marcus frowned slightly. “Is he a hacker?”“No, he’s not. Why? What’s wrong?” Moses’ voice carried a hint of concern. “Did they escape?”“No, they didn’t.” Marcus’ eyes darkened as he recalled the email Hilary had received. “But my assistant just got an email… and it contains every detail we need.”There was silence on the other end for a moment before Moses spoke again. “Where are you right now?”“I’m on my way to the warehouse,” Marcus replied as he continued walking.“Okay, I’m coming now,” Moses said. Marcus could hear the rustling of movement, as if he was already getting up.“Alright.” Marcus ended the call.The cold, musty air of the warehouse
Lilian woke up to the sound of the door creaking open. A soft shuffle of footsteps followed, and she turned her head in the direction of the noise. The doctor and a nurse walked in, their expressions neutral but observant as they approached.She sat up slowly, rubbing her temples as confusion settled in. Something felt… off. Her eyes widened when she looked down and realized she was lying on the hospital bed.How?She clearly remembered sitting on the chair by Marcus’ bedside. She had rested her head against the mattress for a bit, but she was certain she had never moved. Had someone placed her on the bed while she was asleep? But who?Her gaze flickered toward Marcus, who was still sitting in the chair beside her, watching her with a calm expression.The doctor and nurse also seemed surprised to find her in bed instead of the chair. The doctor hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.“Good morning, sir,” he greeted Marcus respectfully.Marcus gave a curt nod, acknowledging him