DANY LOUIS ✿What did she mean? What company? I owned nothing—I had nothing. The company I inherited from my father had been stripped from me, stolen by the man I once called my husband. And now, Nara was spewing this insanity before everyone, as if I were the villain.Confusion spread like wildfire around the grand banquet table.Jade’s fingers tightened around his glass, his knuckles turning white. His unreadable eyes locked onto me, calculating, assessing. It was like him hearing a new thing about me.When he had asked me multiple times who I was I kept saying I was nobody and I only met him severally in a coincidence, and now he is hearing that I own a company? And stalking him to bring him down?The Laurent family, the guests, even the servants—all their gazes bore into my skin, dissecting me like a specimen laid out for display.I was in the den of this dangerous family, “I—I don’t understand,” I managed to whisper, my voice cracking under the pressure. “What are you talking
DANY LOUIS ✿"Grandpa.. I'm in ten middle of this lot of crisis, I am a man and I'd Inform you when I'm ready for the marriage..." Jade Laurent stood up, and bowed slightly to Pa. Laurent.Leaving me shocked, could Jade Laurent could ever bow to anyone, he bowed to his grandpa, then he started moving as I quickly followed behind and Jaime and Henri and his other men in black suits.We reached the cars, The limousine doors shut with a soft click, sealing me inside with him. My pulse pounded in my ears, drowning out the hum of the engine as we pulled away from the Laurent estate.The air was suffocating. Thick with so many things that hasn't been spoken the gun still in Jade's hand his eyes fixed on me. Like he was expecting me to fall down my knees and start to confess, or he'd have the bullet in my face that moment, The silence stretched tight between us, an electric charge that crackled in the dim interior. Henri and Jaime sat up front with the driver, but they wouldn't interfer
Henri stepped out of the grand entrance of Jade Laurent’s mansion, his boots crunching against the gravel. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine, but the moment he yanked open the limousine door, all traces of tranquility shattered.She was gone.His pulse spiked as his eyes darted around the interior. The lingering warmth on the seat told him she had been here not long ago. His breath hitched. Impossible. The guards were stationed at every entrance. The gates were locked. How the hell had she slipped through?He whirled around, fury igniting like a wildfire beneath his skin. His earpiece crackled to life as he barked into it, "She’s gone! Lock down the estate! I want every goddamn man out there hunting her down! NOW!"A flurry of movement erupted across the grounds. Security guards sprinted toward the perimeter, their radios buzzing with frantic commands. Spotlights sliced through the darkness, illuminating the winding road leading away from the mansion.Henri pa
DANY LOUIS ✿The morning air was crisp, but I barely felt it. My heart pounded in a frantic rhythm as I checked the time on my wristwatch.One hour left.Jade Laurent had given me fifteen, and now only one remained. My throat tightened as I turned back toward the house, drinking in the sight of my babies—my six little stars, still lost in sleep. I bent down, pressing a gentle kiss to each of their foreheads, letting my lips linger just a moment longer than necessary.If I don’t come back—No. I swallowed hard. I couldn’t afford those thoughts now.Alyssane stood by the door, arms crossed, her expression hard with concern. "Are you sure about this?""I don’t have a choice," I whispered. "You said it yourself. We’re at his mercy."She exhaled sharply, then reached out and squeezed my hand. "Then go. Before it’s too late."I nodded, turning on my heel and rushing to my car. My hands trembled as I gripped the steering wheel, and I forced deep, measured breaths to keep myself steady. The
The office was eerily silent. The last of the employees had left hours ago, their chatter and hurried footsteps fading into the night. Dany sat at her desk, her body aching from exhaustion, her mind clouded with fatigue. The city lights outside flickered against the tinted glass windows, mocking her with their freedom.Jade Laurent had made it clear—she wasn’t leaving until the extra work was done.She sighed, rubbing her temples before deciding she needed a break. Standing on shaky legs, she made her way to the restroom, the empty hallways amplifying the sound of her heels clicking against the floor.As soon as she stepped into the bathroom, she froze.Alary was on the ground, curled up in pain. Sweat beaded her forehead, her hands clutching at her stomach as she let out a muffled whimper."Alary?" Dany's voice wavered in confusion and alarm. "What's happening? Are you hurt?"Alary gasped, her nails digging into the tiles. "I… I don’t know… I didn’t—" She clenched her teeth, another
The office buzzed with an unusual energy that Dany couldn't place. As soon as she entered the building the next morning, she was greeted by the sharp, tense faces of her coworkers. They whispered in low voices, glancing at her as if they knew something she didn’t. The usual hum of keyboards and clicking mice was absent, replaced by an eerie stillness that made Dany’s skin crawl.She dropped her bag at her desk, still haunted by the events of the previous night. Alary... giving birth out of nowhere. The baby. The van. The secrecy. Dany couldn't shake the image of the newborn in her arms, the fragile, helpless life that she had handed away to those shadowed figures. It haunted her in the quiet moments, in the space between thoughts, a reminder that she had just made a decision that could ruin her life.Dany rubbed her temples, willing the exhaustion from her body. She hadn't slept well, her mind replaying the chaos over and over, but there was no escaping it. Not now. Not here.The shar
Dany’s world collapsed in seconds.Hands clawed at her like talons, yanking, shoving—her body jerked forward, the force of the mob sending her to her knees. Screams battered her from every side, a deafening, relentless storm. Someone grabbed her by the collar, hauling her upright only to shove her back down. Her head snapped forward, hair tangled in her face, mouth filling with the bitter taste of blood from where her lip had split."You sick witch!" a voice shrieked from the crowd."She killed a baby!" another howled."You Buried it alive!"Dany gasped as something hard smashed against her shoulder—a folder, a handbag, a shoe? She didn’t know. The pain barely registered over the sheer terror that gripped her lungs like a vice.They were animals as they threw her out of the Company rallying her out to the press waiting at ten company premises,"She should be locked up!""She should be buried the way she buried that baby!"A cup of cold coffee splashed against her cheek, dripping down
The heels of Alary’s designer stilettos clicked against the cold marble floor as she stormed down the dimly lit corridor. Her heart pounded—not with fear, but with triumph.Everything had gone exactly as planned.The city was ablaze with outrage, the protests growing louder by the hour. The media had painted Dany as a monster, a heartless child-killer. And Jade Laurent—cold, ruthless, and territorial—wouldn’t let his empire crumble because of some disposable woman.Dany was finished.Alary smirked as she pushed open the heavy oak doors of Nara Mormont’s private office.Inside, the scent of aged bourbon and fresh lilies lingered in the air. The glow of the television cast flickering shadows across the luxurious space, illuminating the woman who stood at its center—Nara Mormont.Tall. Elegant. Lethal.Draped in a silk robe the color of blood, she swirled the amber liquid in her crystal glass, her sharp eyes never leaving the screen as the news anchors replayed the footage of Dany stuffi
The heels of Alary’s designer stilettos clicked against the cold marble floor as she stormed down the dimly lit corridor. Her heart pounded—not with fear, but with triumph.Everything had gone exactly as planned.The city was ablaze with outrage, the protests growing louder by the hour. The media had painted Dany as a monster, a heartless child-killer. And Jade Laurent—cold, ruthless, and territorial—wouldn’t let his empire crumble because of some disposable woman.Dany was finished.Alary smirked as she pushed open the heavy oak doors of Nara Mormont’s private office.Inside, the scent of aged bourbon and fresh lilies lingered in the air. The glow of the television cast flickering shadows across the luxurious space, illuminating the woman who stood at its center—Nara Mormont.Tall. Elegant. Lethal.Draped in a silk robe the color of blood, she swirled the amber liquid in her crystal glass, her sharp eyes never leaving the screen as the news anchors replayed the footage of Dany stuffi
Dany’s world collapsed in seconds.Hands clawed at her like talons, yanking, shoving—her body jerked forward, the force of the mob sending her to her knees. Screams battered her from every side, a deafening, relentless storm. Someone grabbed her by the collar, hauling her upright only to shove her back down. Her head snapped forward, hair tangled in her face, mouth filling with the bitter taste of blood from where her lip had split."You sick witch!" a voice shrieked from the crowd."She killed a baby!" another howled."You Buried it alive!"Dany gasped as something hard smashed against her shoulder—a folder, a handbag, a shoe? She didn’t know. The pain barely registered over the sheer terror that gripped her lungs like a vice.They were animals as they threw her out of the Company rallying her out to the press waiting at ten company premises,"She should be locked up!""She should be buried the way she buried that baby!"A cup of cold coffee splashed against her cheek, dripping down
The office buzzed with an unusual energy that Dany couldn't place. As soon as she entered the building the next morning, she was greeted by the sharp, tense faces of her coworkers. They whispered in low voices, glancing at her as if they knew something she didn’t. The usual hum of keyboards and clicking mice was absent, replaced by an eerie stillness that made Dany’s skin crawl.She dropped her bag at her desk, still haunted by the events of the previous night. Alary... giving birth out of nowhere. The baby. The van. The secrecy. Dany couldn't shake the image of the newborn in her arms, the fragile, helpless life that she had handed away to those shadowed figures. It haunted her in the quiet moments, in the space between thoughts, a reminder that she had just made a decision that could ruin her life.Dany rubbed her temples, willing the exhaustion from her body. She hadn't slept well, her mind replaying the chaos over and over, but there was no escaping it. Not now. Not here.The shar
The office was eerily silent. The last of the employees had left hours ago, their chatter and hurried footsteps fading into the night. Dany sat at her desk, her body aching from exhaustion, her mind clouded with fatigue. The city lights outside flickered against the tinted glass windows, mocking her with their freedom.Jade Laurent had made it clear—she wasn’t leaving until the extra work was done.She sighed, rubbing her temples before deciding she needed a break. Standing on shaky legs, she made her way to the restroom, the empty hallways amplifying the sound of her heels clicking against the floor.As soon as she stepped into the bathroom, she froze.Alary was on the ground, curled up in pain. Sweat beaded her forehead, her hands clutching at her stomach as she let out a muffled whimper."Alary?" Dany's voice wavered in confusion and alarm. "What's happening? Are you hurt?"Alary gasped, her nails digging into the tiles. "I… I don’t know… I didn’t—" She clenched her teeth, another
DANY LOUIS ✿The morning air was crisp, but I barely felt it. My heart pounded in a frantic rhythm as I checked the time on my wristwatch.One hour left.Jade Laurent had given me fifteen, and now only one remained. My throat tightened as I turned back toward the house, drinking in the sight of my babies—my six little stars, still lost in sleep. I bent down, pressing a gentle kiss to each of their foreheads, letting my lips linger just a moment longer than necessary.If I don’t come back—No. I swallowed hard. I couldn’t afford those thoughts now.Alyssane stood by the door, arms crossed, her expression hard with concern. "Are you sure about this?""I don’t have a choice," I whispered. "You said it yourself. We’re at his mercy."She exhaled sharply, then reached out and squeezed my hand. "Then go. Before it’s too late."I nodded, turning on my heel and rushing to my car. My hands trembled as I gripped the steering wheel, and I forced deep, measured breaths to keep myself steady. The
Henri stepped out of the grand entrance of Jade Laurent’s mansion, his boots crunching against the gravel. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine, but the moment he yanked open the limousine door, all traces of tranquility shattered.She was gone.His pulse spiked as his eyes darted around the interior. The lingering warmth on the seat told him she had been here not long ago. His breath hitched. Impossible. The guards were stationed at every entrance. The gates were locked. How the hell had she slipped through?He whirled around, fury igniting like a wildfire beneath his skin. His earpiece crackled to life as he barked into it, "She’s gone! Lock down the estate! I want every goddamn man out there hunting her down! NOW!"A flurry of movement erupted across the grounds. Security guards sprinted toward the perimeter, their radios buzzing with frantic commands. Spotlights sliced through the darkness, illuminating the winding road leading away from the mansion.Henri pa
DANY LOUIS ✿"Grandpa.. I'm in ten middle of this lot of crisis, I am a man and I'd Inform you when I'm ready for the marriage..." Jade Laurent stood up, and bowed slightly to Pa. Laurent.Leaving me shocked, could Jade Laurent could ever bow to anyone, he bowed to his grandpa, then he started moving as I quickly followed behind and Jaime and Henri and his other men in black suits.We reached the cars, The limousine doors shut with a soft click, sealing me inside with him. My pulse pounded in my ears, drowning out the hum of the engine as we pulled away from the Laurent estate.The air was suffocating. Thick with so many things that hasn't been spoken the gun still in Jade's hand his eyes fixed on me. Like he was expecting me to fall down my knees and start to confess, or he'd have the bullet in my face that moment, The silence stretched tight between us, an electric charge that crackled in the dim interior. Henri and Jaime sat up front with the driver, but they wouldn't interfer
DANY LOUIS ✿What did she mean? What company? I owned nothing—I had nothing. The company I inherited from my father had been stripped from me, stolen by the man I once called my husband. And now, Nara was spewing this insanity before everyone, as if I were the villain.Confusion spread like wildfire around the grand banquet table.Jade’s fingers tightened around his glass, his knuckles turning white. His unreadable eyes locked onto me, calculating, assessing. It was like him hearing a new thing about me.When he had asked me multiple times who I was I kept saying I was nobody and I only met him severally in a coincidence, and now he is hearing that I own a company? And stalking him to bring him down?The Laurent family, the guests, even the servants—all their gazes bore into my skin, dissecting me like a specimen laid out for display.I was in the den of this dangerous family, “I—I don’t understand,” I managed to whisper, my voice cracking under the pressure. “What are you talking
DANY LOUIS ✿The moment I saw her, my knees buckled, and I immediately hit the marble floor on my knees, trembling. My breath came in short, Nara Mormont who shot a gun at me just yesterday!She sat on the desk, legs crossed, a sleek black shotgun balanced effortlessly in her hands as if it weighed nothing. Her manicured fingers traced the gun absentmindedly, but her eyes—sharp, assessing, deadly—were locked onto me.I wasn’t leaving this room unscathed. Maybe not alive at all.“Look at you,” Nara murmured, tilting her head as she studied me like a pathetic little insect caught in her web. “are you scared?”My hands clenched into fists against the floor, my throat closing up. “P-Please, I—”“What do you want with my fiancé Jade Laurent?” Her voice was low, but the danger in it sent ice flooding through my veins, I swallowed hard, shaking my head. “Nothing. I swear, I have nothing to do with him.”Her lips curled in a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes. “Nothing?”“I—I only ever met