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2022-07-09 22:26:08
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I woke up in a hospital bed. It must have been early morning since the sun was slowly rising in orange-red. I could see its beautiful colors getting inside through the window. When I turned my head away from the glow, I noticed that I had an IV drip attached to my arm, and then I saw one more thing... the shreds of my dirtied wedding gown, hanging by the closet behind the metal drip stand. The sight of it squeezed my chest painfully. I spent days dreaming about the moment Aren would see me wearing that amazing gown, and now, it just hung there devastated. "They will pay for what they did." Only then did I see Miranda sitting by the foot of my bed. Her eyes were swollen and red from tears, her jaw clenched. "Miranda..." I muttered, giving her a faint smile. "I'm sorry," she mumbled, swallowing tears. "We shouldn't have left you alone…" "You couldn't have known. It's not your or Monique's fault. You were helping me with the wedding…" I paused as my eyes unknowingly drifted to my wedd
Last Updated : 2022-07-10Sentenced to Marriage Together
Miranda insisted on keeping me in her clinic for the observation, although I truly wanted to go home and spend more time with Aren. At the same time, I knew that I shouldn't have bothered him for a while. He had a lot to take care of. Nonetheless, I felt more lonely than ever without him. I was desperate to feel him again. I could nearly sense that he was the essential element I needed in my therapy. Certainly, he kept calling me whenever he had time to talk, but it wasn't half as comforting as his touch or even the sole sight of him. My bruises and the cut on my cheek were healing fast. After five days, they were almost invisible. Unfortunately, I had to wait a little longer to remove the stitches from the wound on my head. It was one of the reasons Miranda wanted to keep me inside the clinic longer, but I could sense the real reason... As unreasonable as it was, she felt guilty, and that made her overprotective. "Miranda, I can take care of myself. Trust me," I coaxed. She stayed
Last Updated : 2022-07-11Sentenced to Marriage Becoming Mrs. Lan
We walked upstairs and stopped at my bedroom door. Aren held my hand in his, his thumbs rubbing my palm teasingly."Good night, Cora," he said, reluctantly.His hand was slipping away as he turned toward his door. Somehow, I felt a wave of anxiety."Wait," I muttered. "Don't go…" My fingers curled on his tips, unwilling to let him leave."Beautiful, we shouldn't." He smiled and kissed my forehead."I don't want to be alone. Just... stay with me." I stared at him with pleading eyes, watching his resistance melt away.He didn't say a word as I led him inside. We lay in my bed in an embrace, caressing each other and leaving trails of soft kisses until we fell asleep. I woke up nuzzling his chest while he lay on his side with one hand on my neck and the other wrapped around my waist. I tried not to wake him up, but I failed as I tried to straighten up a bit."Good morning, sunshine," he mumbled with his sexy, sleepy voice."Good morning, handsome." I climbed a bit to kiss the tip of his n
Last Updated : 2022-07-11Sentenced to Marriage Interrogation
My heart thundered at an insane rate. Was that it? Was Callan finally going to get the punishment he deserved? I looked at the agents but couldn't read too much from their faces. They kept passing each other some documents while I was heading out of the interrogation room, communicating by either frowning or nodding."Excuse me, Agent Collins…" I patted his arm to get his attention. "Please, tell me, what else can I do to send this bastard behind bars?"He gave me a wry smile. "You are welcome to stay and watch the interrogation with Mr. Lan, but don't count on great results.""What do you mean?" I asked nervously."It's your word against his. We've got a little circumstantial evidence, but unless he confesses, he can go free."His words felt as if someone had pierced my heart. My face turned pale at the mere thought that this son of a bitch could get away with it."Can you get his phone?" I asked, thinking about the source of possible evidence."Not without a warrant, and I doubt tha
Last Updated : 2022-07-12Sentenced to Marriage Checkmate
I was no longer in my seat. I was standing by the window-side of the two-way mirror, anxiously waiting for the outcome of the interrogation. Aren was right beside me, holding my hand. Two other agents, like us, stared through the window, counting the seconds until they heard Callan's confession. Agent Collins grabbed his phone and smirked while going through the information I sent him. He stood that way for a while, knowing that Callan and his lawyer observed his every move and change of expression. Well, if Jack wanted to rob Callan of his smug confidence, then I could see that it was working. "What?" My asshole-of-ex-boyfriend grunted as he couldn't handle the tension. Jack glared at him and stepped closer to his seat, looking down at him. "You didn't go to the Hamptons, Mr. Winton," he said, putting his phone down with his car route displayed on the screen for him and his lawyer to see. "You went to the abandoned warehouse, in the middle of nowhere." He chuckled coldly. "Even so
Last Updated : 2022-07-12Sentenced to Marriage His death
I felt as if something had hit my head. I could see Aren's lips moving as he was still on the phone with Agent Collins, but I could no longer hear them. The constant high-pitch sound distorted everything else, aside from my hectic heartbeat. What the hell had just happened? Callan was the most arrogant bastard I had met. He wouldn't bother to bribe the guards and drain Augustus's pockets to hire an army of lawyers to get him out of that prison, but I was certain that he couldn't have committed suicide. That just didn't make any sense.I mumbled, "He didn't do it by himself."Aren looked at me. His eyes were filled with concern. He said something briefly on the phone about calling Jack later before putting his arms around me and pressing my head against his chest."Calm down, sunshine. Calm down..." he whispered."I'm… I'm just shocked," I said, "but more importantly… how do you feel?""How do I feel? Am I supposed to feel anything?" He smiled bitterly.I hugged him tightly. "No matter
Last Updated : 2022-07-13Sentenced to Marriage Secrets
Callan's phone was locked with a fingerprint. To get any kind of data from the phone, we needed to bypass that lock first. There are many ways to hack into a phone that uses this kind of protection. One of them uses tape to clone the fingerprint, and that was our first method to try. Alan insisted that he would do it himself, claiming that he had done it a few times before... Well, I decided that it would be safer not to ask when he needed to break into someone else's phone that way. Unfortunately, the fingerprint on the scanner had already been smudged, and there was nothing to clone... Since we had no way of getting Callan's fingerprint, we needed to find another way around.One of the simplest methods to bypass the lock is a hard reset, which also wasn't an option. It wouldn't make any sense to get access to a phone with all the data erased. We were left with one other method—we needed to convince the phone that the fingerprint scanner malfunctioned so that the system gave us a way
Last Updated : 2022-07-13Sentenced to Marriage Complications
It was a little after 9 AM when I woke up. Aren was in bed with me, leaning against the pile of pillows to keep him in the sitting position while he worked on his laptop. He was shirtless, with his muscles beautifully exposed for me to appreciate. I bit my lip as I carefully scanned every detail of him, recalling our sex in the shower…"It must be uncomfortable working like this," I said, slightly rolling over to his side of the bed."It's never uncomfortable around you." He smiled and leaned over me to give me a quick peck on the lips."I made you worry yesterday..." I muttered.He frowned. "I told you, didn't I? Don't think about it anymore. Don't you dare think about him anymore.""I'm not." I smiled nervously. "It's just that I am still worried about that video…"Aren closed his laptop and turned my way. "I called Alan an hour ago. He and Norton searched for that video all night and found nothing. My guess is that this sick fucker wanted to keep this video all to himself or use it
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My husband was two feet away from me. He was covered in blood, but all I cared about was that the blood wasn't his. His eyes carried an explosive mix of emotions. There was fear, guilt, relief, need, longing, pain, anger, and an unrecognizable form of warmth. He stood still, as if he was waiting for my permission to come closer, to touch me, to embrace me. Seeing him near me and not feeling his skin against mine was almost unbearable. My whole body craved him. I could finally breathe because he was close. I spread my arms open, invitingly. It only took a heartbeat for him to encircle me in a tight hug, allowing me to melt into his muscular frame. I breathed in his scent like it was a remedy for all the physical pain."I missed you so much," I mumbled, shedding a wide stream of tears.His hands delicately traced up and down my back as if he was afraid to hurt me. "I'm sorry, sunshine... I'm so sorry." He breathed heavily in between leaving soft kisses on the crown of my head. "I was so
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The alarms went off. I could see the red lights flashing rhythmically as Caishen dragged me through the corridor. This time I didn't even dream of running away. I was circled by Max and the group of guards who watched me closely, tensing each time one of my legs swayed as if it was a signal of me trying to run away. I tried to memorize the route but then decided that it was useless since I didn't even know where the exit was. Nonetheless, I'd noticed something before: there were no windows. My suspicions were confirmed as I was pushed into the elevator. We were on the underground floor—Level -3, and the elevator went down to Level -5.Once we left the elevator, I saw more armed men, running somewhere and securing certain areas. Then I heard very distant gunshots. My heart started to pound with a new beat. Aren might have been getting closer. The sole thought made my body warm."Get in," Caishen hissed, throwing me into a raw, almost unfurnished room. "You will wait here until it's all
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