After the disappearance of her father, Julia Rocco, who was drowning her sorrows in alcohol on her last day in college ends up having a one night stand with Alonzo Luigi, the man she never knew she’d been betrothed to. Their passionate one-night stand takes a sinister turn when Alonzo accuses Julia of stealing something from him during their brief encounter and Julia admits it, knowing she’d be tortured if she attempted to prove her innocence. Now the clock is ticking. Would Julia be able to materialize what Alonzo lost in a few weeks or would Alonzo’s buried past come back to bite them first?
View MoreThe night air hung heavy with a tense stillness as I approached my home. The key dangled from my fingers, ready to unlock the door that separated me from the quiet safety within my own home. I had no idea that this ordinary act, the mundane click of a key turning in a lock, would transform into a moment that wpuld stay with me for the rest of my life.As I bent over to insert the key into the lock, an unsettling disturbance rippled through the air. A sudden, deafening noise sounded out, causing me to momentarily freeze. At first, I didn't understand what would make such a noise at this time of night. Then, all at once the realization hit me like ashockwave – a gunshot had disrupted the stillness around me. Panic gripped me, an electric jolt coursing through my veins. The truth slammed into me like an oncoming train – a bullet had just torn through the door, mere inches from where my head had been only moments before.I froze, the key slipping from my trembling fingers as the panic pre
As we drove down the bustling streets in Dio's car, the city's nighttime energy surrounded us. Dio, ever the conversationalist, attempts to bridge the silence that has grown. "It's been a while since we did something like this, hasn't it?" he remarks, a genuine smile playing on his lips.I nodded. "Yeah, it has," I responded."You remember the time we used to come here after late-night study sessions?" Dio asked, a nostalgic gleam in his eyes as he pointed at the familiar landmarks around us.A soft smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "Oh, those endless nights of cramming for exams. I think it's literally impossible for me to forget."Dio chuckled. "And the questionable coffee we swore was the only thing keeping us awake," he added, shaking his head with a mixture of amusement and fondness. "And that one time we got caught in the rain on the way back from here.”The image of us, drenched and laughing, rose in my mind, a snapshot of a time in my life when things were simpler."You
“I'll strike a deal with you for my freedom,” I repeated, even though my mouth was drier than the desert.My voice, although wobbly with apprehension, cuts through the tense air of Alonzo's office. My hands tremble slightly as I summon the courage to propose a pact that could potentially untangle me from this colossal mess.Alonzo, his piercing gaze never leaving mine, considers my words. The pressure of his grip on my face, which moments ago felt like a vice, finally relents. As he releases me, I can feel the lingering ache where his fingers left their mark. His response is a measured, "I'm listening," uttered in a tone that suggested he was willing to hear me out, but that he was nowhere near trusting me.“I will get you the flash drive,” I started. “But as soon as I do that you let me me go. No strings, no conditions, nothing. I walk out that door and it will be like we never met. You leave me alone.”“And what makes you think I'll agree to this?”“You said you were desperate to fi
I feel the rough hands of my abductors gripping my arms, forcing me into the confined darkness of the car's trunk. Panic courses through me as I struggle to make sense of the situation. The sound of the engine roars to life, drowning out any attempt at communication. There's no escape; I'm trapped.The car's relentless movement eventually comes to a halt. I strain to hear any hint of our location, but all I can perceive is muffled voices outside. The trunk opens abruptly, and fear consumes me again. I'm led out of the car, stumbling slightly as I adjust to the sudden change in surroundings.As I'm escorted into the dimly lit interior, I catch a glimpse of my surroundings, at least what the mask would let me see—the grandeur of this place is unmistakable. This must be the main house of the scary man and his goons. Fear gnaws at me as I wonder why I've been brought here, masked and bound.Alonzo, the imposing figure who seems to be in charge, strides into the room. His steps sure and st
The next morning, I slowly regain consciousness. As my eyes struggle to adjust I take in my environment.I'm in a hospital bed in a starchy white hospital gown that feels itchy against my skin.Confusion washes over me as fragmented memories of the night before begin to flood back. My graduation. Finding the bar and drinking shot after shot. Leaving the bar. Bumping into the stranger.Panic sets in as I recall the events that transpired after meeting the enigmatic man with the deep jasmine cologne and the buttery soft leather car seats. I wonder why I allowed myself to indulge in such reckless behavior, feeling a deep sense of regret and shame.My self-loathing was reaching an all-time high if I was going around sleeping with strangers. Once again I blamed my father for being such an ass.A nurse approaches with a small smile. She's wearing a pair of purple scrubs and looks beyond tired. Her brown hair is in a haphazard bun.“Good morning dear,” she greets as he takes out a tiny flash
Leaving the dimly lit bar, my steps faltered under the weight of the many drinks I had consumed. Raymond, my loyal right-hand man, walks beside me, steadying me at interval when I stray away from the curb. The alcohol coursing through my veins provides a temporary escape from all of my burdens.Halfway to the car I'm halted in my walk by a woman falling right into me.My confusion stills me but Raymond forever reliable and alert, intervenes on my behalf.“Woah, there boss, be careful,” he tells me as he tries to move her away from my person. “She could be an enemy pretending to be unconscious.” His practicality shines through, even as my mental faculties are diminished right now. I was about to help him get her off me when she looks up and our eyes meet. I see something familiar — a genuine sadness — in the shiny caramel depths of her eyes. It was a type of sadness that I knew all too well. There is also something else about her that strikes a chord with me.I could not help but noti
I sit in the corner of the crowded convocation hall, watching as graduates and their families celebrate this momentous occasion. The blue and gold of our colleges graduation gowns flash around me as people move around laughing, hugging each other and taking pictures. The air is filled with excitement and joy, but my heart feels heavy. I keep glancing at the entrance, hoping for a familiar face to walk through those doors, but time continues to tick away, and there's no sign of the one person I want to see. My father.My father wasn't always present in my life growing up. He was always busy to the point were it felt like he was prioritizing his work over me. Despite that, he made an effort to be there for special occasions and important milestones. And so, today, on my graduation day, I had hoped he would surprise me, just like he always did.As the ceremony winds down, my best friend Dio walks up to me.“Happy graduation day, Jules!” he blows a party popper and the golden string and t
I sit in the corner of the crowded convocation hall, watching as graduates and their families celebrate this momentous occasion. The blue and gold of our colleges graduation gowns flash around me as people move around laughing, hugging each other and taking pictures. The air is filled with excitement and joy, but my heart feels heavy. I keep glancing at the entrance, hoping for a familiar face to walk through those doors, but time continues to tick away, and there's no sign of the one person I want to see. My father.My father wasn't always present in my life growing up. He was always busy to the point were it felt like he was prioritizing his work over me. Despite that, he made an effort to be there for special occasions and important milestones. And so, today, on my graduation day, I had hoped he would surprise me, just like he always did.As the ceremony winds down, my best friend Dio walks up to me.“Happy graduation day, Jules!” he blows a party popper and the golden string and t...
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