"Max, I can't do this anymore," she pleaded as her voice trembled with emotion. "You're too controlling, too possessive. I need space."Klein's face twisted with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. "How can you say that? I just want what's best for us," he retorted, his voice rising with frustration. "You're mine, and I can't let you go!"His girlfriend took a step back and fear flickering in her eyes. "See, this is what I mean," she said, her voice shaking. "You're scaring me, Max. I can't stay with someone who makes me feel like this."Klein's expression suddenly softened. The anger slowly dissipating and desperation was evident in his eyes. "Please, don't leave me," he pleaded while reaching out to her. "I'll change, I promise. Just give me another chance."But his girlfriend shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Max," she whispered, turning away from him. "It's over."Klein's heart shattered as he watched her leave, his emotions spiraling out of control.
Klein's eyes flutter open with the remnants of sleep still clinging to his consciousness. His hand instinctively reaches out, expecting to find Evangeline beside him. But the bed is empty. Panic surges through him as memories of that one night stand flooded his mind like a torrential downpour. He jolts and propels himself out of bed, his heart racing as he rushes to find her.The second he enters the living room, his breath catches in his throat at the sight before him. He sees Evangeline sitting on the couch, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, engrossed in a book with a bowl of popcorn by her side. Relief washes over him like a soothing balm, dispelling his fears."Evangeline," he breathes, his worry lifting from his shoulders. She looks up with a warm smile gracing her lips as she meets his gaze."Good morning, babi," she greets him playfully, her voice like a melody in his ears.Klein approaches Evangeline, his steps lighter now, his heart buoyed by her presence. He settles
Trigger Warning: The following chapters contains themes and content that may be disturbing or triggering to some readers, including but not limited to violence, abuse, trauma, and psychological distress. Reader discretion is advised. If you are sensitive to such topics, please take care while reading.In a sunny garden bursting with vibrant flowers, young Evangeline and Jeremy laughed and played together. Their carefree voices mingled with the gentle rustle of leaves. Evangeline, with her flowing hair catching the sunlight, chased after fluttering butterflies. While Jeremy trailed close behind, determined not to lose sight of his sister."Hey, wait up, Evie!" Jeremy called out, his small legs pumping as he tried to keep pace.Evangeline slowed down and turned to her brother with a bright smile. "Come on, Jeremy! Let's see who can find the prettiest flowers!" she suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.Jeremy nodded eagerly, his chubby cheeks flushed with enthusiasm. "Yeah, I'll
Evangeline's eyes fluttered open as her senses slowly start coming back to her. She blinked and tried to make sense of her surroundings. But panic surged within her as she realized she was bound to a chair, her mouth gagged, and enveloped by darkness. She frantically wriggled against the ropes, desperation flooding her every move.Suddenly, a voice pierced through the silence, sending chills down her spine. "Awake, are we?" The familiarity of the voice only heightened her fear as the room was suddenly flooded with light.Evangeline gasped and recoiled while her heart was pounding in her chest as she took in the sight before her. The walls were adorned with photographs, snapshots of her life from various ages, staring back at her like haunting memories.Terror seized Evangeline's every breath as she pieced together the horrifying reality of her situation. With trembling hands, she cast a wary glance towards the man who loomed over her."Hello, Evangeline..." His voice was unsettlingly
Klein's world seemed to crumble around him as he struggled to process Evangeline's words. Never before had she uttered such sentiments, and the shock of her confession reverberated through him.As the call abruptly ended, Klein shot up from his seat with phone clenched tightly in his hand. He frantically tried to reach Evangeline. His fingers trembled as he dialed her number repeatedly, each attempt met with silence.A surge of panic swept through him, mingled with regret.Had he pushed her away without even realizing it?The possibility that Evangeline had left him haunted him, filling him with a gnawing sense of dread.Unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, Klein made a swift decision. He would find her, no matter the cost. His secretary watched in surprise as Klein's normally composed demeanor faltered and was replaced by a steely resolve."Sir? Should I call the driver to prepare the car?" the secretary inquired, sensing the urgency in Klein's actions."No need. I'll drive," K
Hours turned into days and Evangeline who remained under Jeremy's control, was now curled up on the bed, hiding beneath a blanket.Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably, unable to contain the agony she felt. The chill in the room seemed to seep into her already cold heart, amplifying her anguish. Her body bore bruises, and a cut on her lip stung painfully, reminders of that violent night with Jeremy.He showed no mercy the day he orchestrated her kidnapping and took advantage of her after he knocked her unconscious.Evangeline curled up, hugging her small baby bump protectively. Her prayers filled with desperation for the safety of the precious life growing inside her.She shivered from the cold, her body trembling with both fear and disgust. The realization that she couldn't protect herself from her own brother filled her with a profound sense of self-loathing.In that moment, Evangeline felt like her future had been stolen from her. She feared she might not be wo
Trigger Warning!!!"You'll learn to obey me, Evangeline," he murmured, his voice laced with a chilling determination. "And together, we'll build the future I've always dreamed of."Jeremy's hand trailed down Evangeline's cheek. His touch lingered with a possessive intensity. He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers in a forceful kiss. Despite her resistance, Evangeline found herself unable to escape his grasp as her body tensed with revulsion.As Jeremy guided her down onto the bed, Evangeline's heart pounded in her chest, her mind consumed by memories of past violations. She clenched her fists, her breath catching in her throat as she braced herself for what was to come.Jeremy pulled the blanket off her and slowly spread her legs, ready to thrust into her. And when he finally penetrated her, a moan escaped his lips but Evangeline reacted differently. Instead of feeling mutual pleasure, she grunted in pain and disgust, hate even.Her own brother whom she treated so good was now r
Months passed by, slipping through Klein's desperate grasp like sand through an hourglass. The day he finally tracked down Jeremy's hideout, it was already too late. A grim tableau greeted him. Jeremy's lifeless body sprawled across the floor and crimson blood stained the walls. But Evangeline was nowhere to be found.Did she manage to escape? Was she safe? Questions swirled in Klein's mind, tormenting him with uncertainty. But amidst the chaos, one undeniable truth remained - he missed her, missed her presence, missed the warmth of her smile.As news of Jeremy Sinclair's dead and Evangeline's disappearance spread like wildfire, chaos descended upon their company. Reporters clamored for answers, and the revelation that Evangeline, the sole owner of SNCLR, was missing, dominated the headlines.Monica who was reeling from the shock of Jeremy's death, faced her own personal crisis. The truth that was long buried beneath layers of deceit, threatened to consume her. In a moment of raw vuln