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The Chase
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Ava’s POVThe forest closed in around me, the branches overhead weaving into a dense canopy that blotted out the moonlight. My chest burned as I pushed forward, each step carrying me deeper into the dark, unfamiliar terrain. The faint sounds of the struggle behind me faded with every frantic heartbeat, but my mind refused to let go of the image of Joe standing there, ready to face them alone. I had to keep moving. I couldn’t let his sacrifice be in vain. The forest floor was uneven, littered with roots and rocks that threatened to trip me with every step. My breath came in shallow gasps, my lungs struggling to keep pace with my fear. I glanced over my shoulder, half-expecting to see those masked men closing in, but the shadows were empty. For now. Don’t stop. Don’t think. Just run.The words repeated in my head like a mantra, drowning out the memories that clawed at the edges of my consciousness. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the image of that man—the one I
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Ava’s POV The truck rattled over the uneven road, the dense forest disappearing behind us. My knees were drawn to my chest, my arms wrapped tightly around them as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. My heart was still pounding, my body trembling with exhaustion and fear. The man who’d just pulled me out of the forest drove in silence, his gaze fixed on the road ahead. I didn’t even know his name, and yet here I was, sitting beside him, with more questions than answers. I couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Who were they?” I blurted out, my voice sharp in the quiet truck. “Why were they after me?” He didn’t look at me, but I saw his jaw tighten, his grip on the steering wheel firm. After a long pause, he answered, “They were hired for one job. One job only. And they won’t stop until they’ve gotten it done.” His words sent a shiver down my spine. “What does that have to do with me?” He hesitated, his hands gripping the wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white
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Ava’s POV My knees were still drawn to my chest, arms wrapped tightly around them as I tried to make sense of what I’d just heard. The man beside me—my supposed uncle—had peeled back layers of my family’s past, but his words only raised more questions. I stared at him, watching as his face softened for a moment, his lips parting as if he were about to say more. Instead, he exhaled sharply, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “It all started with your grandmother,” he began, his tone distant, as though he were reliving a memory. “She married my father when I was just a boy. Together, they ran an orphanage—a beautiful place filled with laughter and hope. They were well-off, generous to everyone they met. And your mother, Celia... She was the sweetest soul I’ve ever known. Even though we weren’t related by blood, she made me feel like I was her real brother.”I blinked, startled by the sudden emotion in his tone. He seemed lost in the memory, his gaze distant as he continued. “T
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Reclaiming His Bride A Father's Treachery
Ava’s POVMy knees which were drawn to my chest trembled slightly, as I tried to process what I’d just heard. My uncle’s words felt like daggers slicing through the fragile image I had of my past. "I’ve always tried to cut my father some slack, but he chose to fail me over and over again. What kind of monster has he become? He killed my mother, and now he wants to kill me too—for the same reason?"“So you mean to say that my father would join hands with my biggest enemy for some shares?” I asked, my voice trembling with anger and disbelief. I am his daughter for Christ sake!“Yes,” my uncle replied, his hands gripping the wheel tighter, though the car wasn't moving. “Caleb would sell you, Holly, and every ounce of your mother’s legacy if it meant holding onto control and wealth. So when the Jamesons offered him the deal and an opportunity to get some shares… How could he refuse?”The Jamesons The name sent a shiver through me. I knew of them—ruthless, powerful, and unrelenting. R
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Orion's POV What am I supposed to do? Nobody gives you a manual on how to handle things like this.Chloe had taken a bullet for me tonight. She had risked her life again, to save mine. Could I really abandon her now, knowing she might wake up alone, confused, and in pain? And yet, how could I stay here when Holly is missing and Ava could be in danger? Rose’s voice cracked as she whispered, “Please, Mr Miller. I need your help to find them quickly. They’re your family.” I clenched my fists, the weight of the decision crushing me. Stay by the side of the woman who just risked her life for me, or go out into the night to find the woman I couldn’t live without? The moment dragged, every second feeling like an eternity. Before I could answer, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the waiting room. A security guard appeared, his face grim as he turned to face Rose. “Ma'am,” he said, addressing her directly. “The camera caught a disturbance in the parking lot earlier this af
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Orion’s POV The door to the hospital burst open, slamming against the wall with a deafening crash. My head snapped toward the sound, my chest tightening at the sight before me. Ava. She stumbled inside, followed by Rose, an unfamiliar man, and—of all people—Mason fucking Brown. He was cradling someone in his arms. My stomach dropped as my eyes locked on the figure he held. Holly. Blood stained Mason’s shirt, dripping onto the floor in thick, sickening splatters. Ava’s clothes were no better, smeared with crimson, and her face was pale, a wild mix of anger, fear and devastation etched across it. Even Mason, who always seemed composed, looked disheveled, his jaw clenched tight as he carried my sister in-law like she was the most fragile thing in the world. Panic, guilt, and regret tore through me like claws. My feet felt rooted to the floor, but my mind was screaming at me to move. This is my fault.I let Ava go this evening. If only I had fought to make her stay. Even chai
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Ava’s POVThe crisp autumn breeze carried the scent of fallen leaves as I stood before Richard’s tomb, dressed in a flowing white dress that billowed around my ankles. It had been over two years since the chaos, since the battles that tested our strength, our love, and our resilience. Two years since we lost the man who gave me—gave all of us—a new chance at life. A chance at love, at family, at something real. I felt a gentle press against my hand and turned slightly, meeting the warm gaze of my mother-in-law. Without words, I passed her a knowing smile and squeezed her hand back. We had arranged this ceremony not to mourn, but as a reunion. A day to celebrate Richard’s life rather than grieve his absence. Laughter and quiet conversations floated through the cemetery as familiar faces gathered. Holly stood a few feet away, her phone in hand, a small, amused smile playing on her lips as she typed away. I narrowed my eyes, curiosity sparking in my chest. Was she texting… a boy? I
Reclaiming His Bride Fragments of Us
Epilogue Orion stood alone on the balcony of the penthouse, the cool morning air brushing against his skin as his thoughts drifted to the past. He had sold the mansion—the one he and Ava once called home. The memories that filled those walls had become too painful to bear. The haunting image of that particular morning played in his mind, unbidden and relentless. Ava in his arms, blood staining her dress as she struggled to breathe, coughing up blood. “Don’t talk, Ava. Please… just stay with me. Somebody get the ambulance!” His frantic cries echoed in his ears as the paramedics wheeled her away, her weak hand reaching out, telling him with her eyes to let her go. Despite the terror in his chest, he listened to her wish and watched her leave, helpless to follow. Uncle Theo had dragged him away, his voice hollow, urging him to pull himself together. “Ava, your wife, will want you here,” Theo had said. Those words, heavy with unspoken meaning, drove him to storm into the conference ha
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Ava’s POVThe incessant ringing of our phones jolted us awake. I stirred, unwilling to leave the warmth of Orion's arms. He hesitated for a moment before reaching for his phone on the headboard. His body stiffened as he listened to whoever was on the other end. Suddenly, he shot upright. “What do you mean by that?” he barked into the phone, his tone sharp and commanding. My curiosity piqued, I sat up and watched him intently. “Schedule a meeting for today,” he ordered before tossing the phone aside and raking his hand through his disheveled hair. “What happened?” I asked, my voice cautious. He turned to look at me, his expression softening. “It’s nothing for you to worry about, just some… minor concern at my company,” he replied, placing a reassuring kiss on my hand. His lips then trailed from my hand to my arm, my shoulder, my neck, and finally to my ear. “Stop,” I said, smiling as I half-heartedly pushed him away. But before things could go further, my own phone rang. Orion
Reclaiming His Bride A Bitter Rescue
Orion’s POV“Holly?” I called out, my voice laced with shock. Ava’s head snapped toward the door, and in an instant, she was on her feet, rushing to her sister. Pulling Holly into a tight embrace, Ava clung to her as if letting go would make her disappear. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably. “What happened? Why are you crying?” Holly asked, her voice filled with confusion. “I just missed you,” Ava whispered, her voice soft but thick with emotion. Rose stepped forward, her brow furrowed. “Holly, why are you here so suddenly? Your bodyguard didn’t notify me about this visit.” Holly’s next words landed like a thunderclap. “That’s because he’s dead.” “What?” Ava gasped, pulling back from her sister. Her posture straightened as the words sank in. “What do you mean? What happened? When did this happen?” she asked, her voice rising with urgency. Holly’s gaze dropped, her hands trembling as she whispered, “It’s Dad.” She looked directly at Ava, fear etched
Reclaiming His Bride Mason's Betrayal
Orion’s POVCradling Ava's limp form against me, her body cold and still, the past week came crashing into my mind like a relentless tide, dragging me back to the darkest moments. Chloe’s voice, as clear as if she were standing right here, played over and over in my head.I closed my eyes, fighting the flood of memories, but they came anyway. The first time she’d called after the scandal had faded—her calm, unnervingly calculated tone—it had felt like the beginning of something dangerous. Something insidious.“I want you there at six,” she'd threatened, her voice oozing venom masked as sweetness. “Or I’ll make sure this goes public. Think I’m bluffing? I’ve got a video that’ll destroy you, Orion. Imagine how she’ll react when she sees it. All those nights... How do you think she’ll feel watching our sex video?”The poison in her words sank into my skin, the memory of that call still fresh. “Remember Chicago?” Chloe had murmured, her breath deliberate, every word a careful caress. “I
Reclaiming His Bride Between Two Shadows
Ava’s POV Mason.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice curious as soon as the door clicked shut behind him. He didn’t respond, but only walked further into the room.“I was just about to call you, but…” My words trailed off as I took in his appearance. He was still wearing the same turtleneck and coat I’d seen him in yesterday. In the middle of summer. I frowned. "Mason, it’s sweltering outside. Why are you still dressed like this? You could at least lose the coat. I know this is a corporate setting, but I would never question you even if you didn’t dress so formally.”Mason smirked faintly, brushing off my comment, but before he could respond, Orion spoke, his voice laced with suspicion and accusation. “Why are you wearing so many layers in this weather?” He stepped forward, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey. “Orion,” I warned, my tone firm. “That’s enough.” Mason’s smirk twisted into a sneer as he locked eyes with Orion. “You don’t
Reclaiming His Bride Power Plays and Betrayals
Ava's POV The morning sunlight streamed through my office window, illuminating the stack of damning documents on my desk. Photos, doctored emails, and fabricated accusations stared back at me, each one a calculated attempt to tarnish my name and shake the foundations of Miller Enterprise. Rose hovered nearby, her face pale with worry. "Ava," she began, her voice trembling. "This... this is catastrophic. It's worse than anything we've ever faced." I remained seated, my face calm and unreadable. “They’re emptying their rifles,” I said, my voice steady, almost amused. Orion paced behind me, his tension radiating like a storm waiting to break. “Ava, this isn’t just about you,” he said sharply. “This is bigger. They’re coming for the company. They’re coming for us.” I raised a hand, silencing him. “Orion, stop.” He froze mid-step, turning to face me. “How can you be so calm? Do you even realize what’s at stake?” “I do,” I replied, standing and brushing off my blazer. “And I k
Reclaiming His Bride The First Move
The city skyline shimmered like a chessboard under the moonlight, each glowing tower representing a player in this corporate war. While Chloe plotted her revenge, the Jamesons were orchestrating their own calculated strike, a move that would send shockwaves through Miller Enterprise before the Millers even knew what hit them. The Jameson estate exuded an aura of unrelenting power. The sprawling grounds, with their pristine gardens and wrought-iron gates, were more fortress than home, a testament to the family’s wealth and ruthless ambition. Inside the mansion, the atmosphere was no warmer. The study, with its dark oak paneling and looming bookshelves, felt like the nerve center of a war room. Mr. Jameson sat behind the massive desk, his piercing eyes scanning a confidential file. The dim light from the desk lamp cast long, jagged shadows on the walls, amplifying the tension in the room. A glass of bourbon sat untouched beside him, condensation pooling on its surface. Mrs. Jameso
Reclaiming His Bride The Masked Intruder
Ava’s POVThe moment I saw the figure step into view, cloaked in black with their face obscured by a mask, my blood ran cold. A scream ripped from my throat, piercing through the suffocating silence of the house. I didn’t wait to see what they would do next. My instincts screamed at me to run.I turned and bolted back up the stairs, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. I made it halfway to my room when I felt a rough hand wrap around my wrist, yanking me back with such force that I almost lost my balance.“Let me go!” I screamed, twisting and struggling, my free hand clawing at the iron grip that held me. The figure said nothing, their strength overwhelming as they began dragging me toward the stairs.“No! Let me go, you son of a gun!” I kicked and squirmed, planting my feet against the floor and grabbing the railing, anything to slow them down. My nails dug into the wood, and I screamed again, hoping against hope that someone—anyone—would hear me.And I ask again, wh
