Jenkin watched in awe as the two men effortlessly dispatched his would-be attackers in a flurry of well-aimed bullets.It was over in seconds, and the disturbing silence that followed rang in his ears.The two strangers prowled towards Jenkin's crumpled vehicle with the focused intensity of apex predators.One was a mountain of a man, his sculpted face betraying no trace of emotion. The other cut an intimidating figure, though his frightening demeanor was complemented by a wicked grin.Jenkin scrambled back when the grinning man leveled his gun at the windshield. "Out of the car, Counselor. Nice and slow," he said in a voice smooth as silk.Jenkin's mouth was drier than the Sahara. He fumbled with the door latch and stepped out on trembling legs to face his unlikely saviors.Up close, the intensity in the man’s pale eyes was jarring and predatory."W-Who the hell are you people?" Jenkin managed, fighting to keep his voice steady.Killian's grin widened a fraction, though the mirth nev
The luxurious black town car was utterly silent, the tension so thick and palpable that it felt like a physical force pressing in on them from all sides. Everyone inside the luxurious vehicle was staring at Jenkins with the same intense, unwavering gaze - as if he were a lamb being sized up for slaughter. Even Sevene, who had his eyes closed in an almost meditative repose mere moments ago, was now fully awake and alert, his sharp features etched with wariness. "Do you fear death?” A deep voice belonging to the masked man echoed.His mere presence was suffocating, overbearing in a way that made the hairs on the back of Jenkins's neck prickle with primal unease. Those piercing amber eyes seemed to bore straight through him, stripping away every pretense and lie until only his deepest fears and insecurities remained exposed. Jenkins could feel that hypnotic stare searing into him, seeing straight through to the darkest corners of his soul, and he had to fight the nearly overwh
The courtroom was gripped by a heavy, expectant silence, every eye riveted on Serena Bolting's devastatingly beautiful form. Despite the tumultuous incidents leading up to this moment, her otherworldly beauty remained utterly undiminished. Her exquisite porcelain features betrayed the roiling mix of emotions she was fighting with every fiber of her being to conceal. Even amid her profound sorrow, her petite figure seemed to exude an aura of elegant defiance as she sat motionless in a random seat with her bearing regal and focused.The doors opened again to announce Jenkins’s arrival. His measured footsteps echoed through the hushed chamber like a solemn symphony as he approached Serena. His eyes were brimming with an empathetic tenderness that bordered on reverence for the fragile young woman. A weary sigh escaped his lips when he reached her side, expressing the staggering depth of suffering they had endured together during this whole ordeal. "Ms. Bolting," he began softly and
A disapproving tsk erupted from the crowd, but Serena just shrugged nonchalantly. "Diana felt no remorse whatsoever when they realized I had discovered their betrayal. Not a shred. In fact, she openly mocked me and hurled vicious, nasty remarks at me, which quickly escalated into an explosive confrontation between us."Her slender fingers unconsciously drifted to the bruise marring her porcelain cheek as she vividly recalled the searing sting of Diana's mom’s acrylic nails raking her flesh a while back. "It was a brief physical altercation, nothing more. Yes, there was shoving and scratching, but Diana was most certainly still alive and relatively unharmed when I left Alex's apartment in a blind fury. I swear this to you on everything I hold sacred." Her voice caught with raw emotion as she pressed on. "The news of her death mere hours later was as devastating to me as it was shocking. I had absolutely no hand whatsoever in harming her, despite her utterly despicable actions."
The heavy wooden door creaked open, sending a hush rippling through the tense courtroom. All eyes turned towards the entrance as Serena's breath caught in her throat. A stooped, gray-haired man shuffled in slowly, his shoulders weighed down by age and sorrow. It was John Hawthorne, her family's loyal driver and trusted confidante for as long as she could remember. Despite his wrinkled brow, thinning hair, and the stoop of his aging frame, those warm brown eyes still held the same gentle kindness that used to greet her after school on the hard days. Serena felt a lump form in her throat as a flood of memories came rushing back. Flashes of birthday parties where John would slip her an extra present, family dinners filled with his boisterous laughter, and long car rides spent listening to his stories about growing up on a farm filtered through her mind. Their gazes met briefly across the courtroom and Serena searched desperately for any sign of the tenderness they once shared.
Serena's perfectly manicured nails dug crescents into her palms as Alex rose from his seat with that casual, effortless elegance that used to make her knees go weak. Now it just seemed to mock the inner turmoil raging inside her like a hurricane. His chiseled features remained an impassive mask, but those wicked eyes glinted with an undercurrent of malice when they met her gaze. Serena sucked in a strained breath, directing her hollow stare at the man she had once loved more than life itself. The man who had promised to cherish her, only to shatter that vow into a million jagged pieces. Alex strode forward with the same confident swagger that had drawn her to him all those years ago, his powerful presence and magnetism damn near palpable. But that alluring charm was forever tainted now by the bitter, acrid taste of his betrayal. With a casual arrogance that made Serena's blood boil, he placed one hand on the Bible and held her gaze with chilling indifference. "I swear to tell
The grainy security footage flickered to life on the massive screen in the hushed courtroom. Serena felt her stomach drop through the floor like a lead weight as the all-too-familiar scene began to unfold in gruesome detail before her eyes."Enough!" Alex's voice exploded from the speakers, his tall, imposing figure moving quickly to pull Serena's slender frame away from another woman by violently gripping her around the waist. "Do you want to kill her, Serena? Is that what you want?""Let go of me, you sick bastard!" Her own anguished scream tore through the uneasy quiet like a knife as she struggled against Alex's restraining hold with feral desperation. Serena's lithe body twisted and thrashed, but he was too strong. "I'm going to deal with that lying snake once and for all today!"On the screen, Serena lifted her knee with vicious force, jamming it directly into Alex's groin. He crumpled instantly with a grunt of agonized pain and his grip finally loosened enough for her to bre
The young lady lifted her head and locked gaze with Serena. Her lips were pressed into a tight, colorless line, and her sunken eyes were ringed with dark circles that made her look decades older than her years. Serena felt her stomach twist into knots at the bitter spark that flared behind the unshed tears glistening in those hazel eyes. A self-mocking smile tugged at the corners of Serena's mouth as realization dawned, cold and harsh. Why had she never seen it before? Why had she not noticed that adorable little girl she had called her sister was nothing more than a talented actress?"Miss Bolting, you have been called to testify regarding the allegations leveled against Ms Serena Bolting," the judge stated in that same bored tone he'd used all trial. "I must remind you that you are under oath, and any false statements will be treated as perjury under the law. Do you understand?"The witness gave a barely perceptible nod with her eyes downcast. "Very well," the judge contin