Marcus stood in the middle of the bustling club, the flashing lights and pounding music doing little to distract him from the heaviness in his chest. Around him, people were laughing, drinking, and dancing, their joy only amplifying his sense of isolation.Why was he even here?He didn’t belong in this crowd. The suffocating noise felt like an assault on his already turbulent thoughts. Unable to bear it any longer, Marcus pushed his way through the throng of partygoers and headed for the exit.The cool night air greeted him as he stepped outside. It did little to sober him up, but at least it was quiet. He fumbled for his car keys, his movements a little sluggish from the alcohol he had consumed, though his mind still functioned well enough to get him home.Sliding into the driver’s seat, Marcus started the car and drove in silence. The streets were almost deserted, and the rhythmic hum of the engine was the only sound accompanying him on his way back.When he finally pulled into his
Marcus snapped out of his daze at the sound of Lily’s voice. He blinked a few times, his gaze landing on her. She looked so much like Lilian that sometimes, it made his heart skip. The resemblance wasn’t perfect, though; there were differences that only someone as familiar with Lilian as he was could notice. The slight curve of their noses, the subtle distinction in the color of their eyes, the way their expressions shifted—Lily’s smile never carried the same warmth that Lilian’s did.“Are you okay, Marcus?” Lily asked, her head tilting slightly as her brow furrowed. She was watching him with concern now, her playful tone momentarily subdued. “You’ve been staring at me for a while. Am I that beautiful?” she teased, the corners of her lips lifting into a grin.Marcus shook his head slightly, dragging himself out of his thoughts. “You are beautiful,” he said quietly, his tone distant despite the sincerity of his words.Lily’s eyes lit up with surprise, and a soft blush rose to her cheek
Lilian tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall back asleep. The clock ticked softly in the quiet room, the faint hum of early morning filtering through her window. After a few more futile attempts, she gave up, stretched, and got out of bed. She decided to take an early shower to prepare for the day ahead.The warm water cascading down her back helped wake her up fully. After finishing, she wrapped herself in a towel, stepped out of the bathroom, and walked to her wardrobe. Lilian chose a casual dress, slipped it on, and headed downstairs.The kitchen was quiet, and the faint scent of coffee from yesterday lingered. Lilian started preparing breakfast for her five-year-old son, Matt, and her elder brother, Moses. She liked getting an early start—her busy mornings demanded it. Matt needed to be ready for school, and Moses, though an adult, had his own chaotic routine.As Lilian was plating the last of the scrambled eggs, the sound of the living room door opening caught her attention. S
Lilian sat in her office, the soft hum of her computer filling the room as she typed away. Her focus was unwavering as she worked to complete a detailed report. The neatly organized stacks of paper on her desk and the color-coded planner next to her laptop were proof of her methodical nature.The door to her office suddenly creaked open. Without looking up, Lilian already knew who it was.“You’re still working?” Moses’ familiar voice broke the quiet.Lilian finally lifted her gaze, a smile spreading across her face when she saw her eldest brother. “Yes, I am. You know how it is,” she said with a playful shrug. “Matt’s in school, right?” she asked, needing confirmation about their youngest sibling’s whereabouts.Moses stepped closer, his hands tucked into his pockets. “Of course. Don’t you trust your reliable brother?” he teased, his tone lighthearted.Lilian chuckled softly and shook her head. “You’re very reliable. Very, very reliable,” she replied, emphasizing her words. She meant i
“Hope you are doing very well?” Arthur asked with a warm smile.Lilian blinked in surprise. Was this the same man who had answered them with such a cold, distant voice earlier? The stark difference in his demeanor left her momentarily wondering. Still, she returned his smile politely.“I’m very well, thank you. What about you?” she asked, keeping her tone friendly and professional.Arthur nodded. “I’m good too,” he replied simply. Then, reaching for a small bell on the table, he gave it a quick ring.For a few minutes, the room fell silent. Then came a soft knock on the door.“Come in,” Arthur said, his voice calm yet authoritative.The door opened, and a waiter entered, bowing his head slightly as he spoke. “What would you like to order, sir?”Arthur turned to Lilian, his gaze inviting. “What do you want to eat?”Lilian shook her head lightly. “I’m not that hungry,” she replied.Arthur raised an eyebrow at her response. “You don’t want to eat anything?” he asked, his tone carrying a
Lilian frowned, her gaze shifting toward the source of the voice.It was Marcus.Her expression darkened further as irritation washed over her. What could he possibly want this time?“What are you doing?” she asked, her tone sharp, her face an icy mask of disinterest.Marcus clenched his jaw, anger simmering beneath the surface. The coldness in her eyes stung more than he cared to admit. He had come here to save her from Moses’ suffocating control, but instead of being grateful, she treated him like an annoyance.“He’s grown tired of you, hasn’t he?” Marcus asked, his voice low and laced with disdain. “Now he’s sending you to seduce men just to get contracts signed for him?” A bitter smile twisted his lips.“What?” Lilian’s voice rose in disbelief, her confusion evident as her eyes widened. Where is this nonsense even coming from?Marcus stepped closer, his gaze intent. “Come with me,” he said, his tone softening just enough to be persuasive. “I can save you from him.”Lilian couldn’t
“What’s going on?” Lilian asked as she stepped beside Moses, her eyes darting between him and Emily.“The receptionist isn’t here,” Moses replied in his usual calm tone, his expression unreadable. He turned to Emily. “Emily mentioned you told her not to come in today. Is that true?”“Oh,” Lilian said, her face lighting up in sudden recollection. “She called me early this morning. Her mother fell sick, so I gave her the day off.” She paused, realizing she might have overlooked something. “I forgot to tell you.”Emily’s lips curled into a slight smirk, sensing an opportunity. Crossing her arms, she tilted her head and asked pointedly, “Why didn’t you get permission from the CEO before giving her time off?”Lilian turned to Emily, meeting her gaze directly, her tone measured but laced with authority. “And exactly how is that your concern? Is this part of your job description?”Emily’s smirk faltered, but she quickly composed herself. Her tone turned sharp as she spoke again. “It seems Se
The next day, Lilian didn’t go to the office. She had woken up with a headache, and Moses insisted she stay home and rest. “You can go tomorrow,” he had said firmly.Lilian spent most of the morning lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. The boredom was unbearable. She rolled over with a sigh, scrolling mindlessly on her phone until—Beep.A notification popped up. It was a text message from an unknown number. Curious, Lilian opened it.“Hello Lilian, I got your contact from Moses. I forgot to ask you the other day. It’s Arthur.”Lilian raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. She sat up slightly, rereading the message. After a moment, she started typing back.“Hi Arthur. How are you doing?”She read her message twice before hitting send, unsure of what to expect. Tossing her phone onto the bed, she leaned back, thinking it would take a while for him to respond. But almost immediately, her phone beeped again.She picked it up and opened the new message.“I’m fine, thank you. Are you fr
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
Lilian’s gaze dropped to Marcus’s arm, her brows furrowing at the sight of the fresh wounds. His knuckles were red and raw, and there was a thin trickle of blood trailing down his hand.“Are you okay?” she asked softly, concern evident in her tone.Marcus looked at her, his expression unreadable. After a brief silence, he gave a slow nod. “Yes, I’m fine,” he murmured. His voice was rough, as if the weight of his emotions had drained him completely.He took a step forward, intending to close the space between them.Then—A sharp, unmistakable crunch echoed through the room.Marcus winced, his entire body stiffening. His foot had landed directly on the shattered glass strewn across the floor from his earlier outburst. A sharp pain shot up his leg, but he barely reacted.Lilian’s eyes widened. “Marcus—”He groaned, feeling the sting deepen as he shifted his weight.Lilian instinctively moved toward him, her hands reaching out to steady him. But before she could get close, he raised a han
Hilary walked into the office, his heart pounding, his hands clammy. The weight of the situation pressed down on him like a storm cloud. Security had immediately stepped in, and within moments, they were escorting her away. The woman who had deceived them for so many years—Lily—was finally being removed from their lives.Marcus stood motionless, his jaw clenched so tightly it ached. His fists curled at his sides, his entire body rigid with suppressed rage. His mind reeled, struggling to process the truth that had just shattered everything he had ever believed.He had been deceived. Lied to. For years.His whole life had been shaped by a single moment—a memory that had led him down the wrong path, making him believe in something that wasn’t real. And because of that false belief, he had lost the most important person in his life.His wife.The reason he had been so overprotective of Lily all these years wasn’t just because he cared for her—it was because, as a child, he had nearly drow
Marcus returned to the office, his mind still racing from the events of the past few days. The moment he stepped inside, Hilary walked in as well, his usual composed expression in place. He held a tablet in his hand, ready for orders.“Sir.”Marcus barely spared him a glance before speaking. “Investigate the other guy—the one who refused to talk at first. I want to know everything about him and the woman he’s trying to protect.” His voice was sharp, his patience running thin.Hilary immediately nodded, his fingers already moving to jot down the details. “Understood, boss. I’ll get started on it right away.” He turned toward the door, preparing to leave.“Wait,” Marcus said, stopping him in his tracks.Hilary turned back, standing at attention. “Yes, sir?”Marcus hesitated for a brief moment, his fingers twitching slightly as he recalled something that had been gnawing at him. “I saw a scar on Lilian when she was taking care of me in the hospital… and I remember seeing the same scar on