A SLEEPOVER Lana pov“It's absurd for you to perceive me as friendly! I'm a true witch!” I exclaimed, bouncing on my bed, my heart racing with exhilaration as I focused on my call with Caroline. Yes, aside from business calls, Caroline's calls are my priority."Lana, are you there?" she inquired, her voice low and urgent, fading to the point where I could barely hear her. "Caroline?" I called out calmly, gradually ceasing my jumping as the doorbell rang repeatedly, capturing my attention. The intriguing part was that I had heard the doorbell ringing while on the call with Caroline, echoing on my end as well.Could she have come over without informing me? I glanced at the wall clock. It was past 6 in the evening; perhaps it was the delivery person, I thought, adjusting my silky nightwear.I let out a sigh.Rubbing the fatigue from my eyes, I yawned loudly, struggling to find my slippers beside my bed cabinet.My phone vibrated against my arm, and I smiled upon seeing it was Carolin
My assumption Caroline povLana's expression twisted in concern, but I felt no hesitation in revealing the truth; the child's intense attachment to her was quite unsettling. Initially, I regarded it as a mere coincidence, but it became evident that he chose to celebrate his birthday with Lana instead of his own parents.“Caroline,” Lana murmured softly, looking at me with an expression reminiscent of a fading sorceress. I began to respond, but my words faltered as hot oil splattered and made contact with my skin, causing my high-pitched voice to resonate as I quickly left the kitchen. Meanwhile, Lana, who was feeling triumphant at the stove, leaped from her seat and hurried toward me.Her gaze flickered in my direction, her eyes already tinged with red and blinking as if she were on the verge of tears. I instinctively leaned back against the kitchen door. “What’s wrong, Lana? Are you still preoccupied with the DNA situation? It’s just that you….” I paused, caught off guard by the in
MY ALLERGY Lana pov.It was lunchtime, yet my meal had not arrived. My eyes felt heavy and unfocused, while my stomach growled ominously, reminiscent of a brewing storm. Glancing at the clock once more, I let out a loud exclamation, my mouth opening in a yawn, overwhelmed by stress and fatigue."Mr. Jan," I called out in a composed manner, though I soon felt a wave of anxiety wash over me, accompanied by a sharp pain in my chest likely caused by my delayed meal. I quickly grabbed the phone, my fingers moving frantically over the buttons.At that moment, a knock echoed through the door. I looked up and smiled, thinking it might be him, and softly tapped the table in anticipation."Sir, here’s the file," he said as he entered."Thank you," I replied.I let out a sigh, overhearing a brief conversation at the doorstep.Frustration bubbled within me, and I clenched my teeth, dialing his number once more."Mr. Jan? Are you there?" I called urgently, my voice tinged with impatience."Ma'am,
AT THE HOSPITAL Donovan povI received a message on my phone informing me that the meeting with Lana was canceled due to a health issue she was facing. As I stood at my table, taking a sip of my coffee, I wondered about the nature of the health issue. Just then, another message came in, explaining that it was due to an allergy. I was shocked and realized what she must have been allergic to. Without hesitation, I put down my coffee and grabbed my car keys, but then remembered the meeting I had scheduled with my company's shareholders.I hesitated, realizing that I still had a long way to go before sealing the contract. Should I cancel the meeting with them? I asked myself, feeling weak and sweating. I was eager to see Lana,Standing there, contemplating my choices, my thoughts were consumed by Lana and the significance of the upcoming shareholder meeting. A wave of anxiety swept over me as I realized that canceling the meeting could endanger the contract, yet I couldn't ignore the
Lana povThe sound of the thermometer beeping resonated throughout the room as I shifted restlessly from one side of the bed to the other, trying to comprehend my surroundings and how I had ended up there. Suddenly, the door swung open, and a man in a white coat entered with an air of enthusiasm. "Hello, Mrs. Lana," he greeted, positioning himself confidently near my bedside, his gaze fixed on me with a mix of determination and scrutiny. I found it difficult to understand the reason behind his overly cheerful demeanor, and I regretted using such a harsh term to describe it. "Doctor, am I alright? Why are you staring at me?" I inquired hastily, gripping the iron railing of the bed for support."Nothing much, just that Mr. Donovan visited yesterday and was quite insistent about wanting to see you.”I furrowed my brows, attempting to recall what would bring Donovan to the hospital. “Don't let him in,” I instructed, a wave of discomfort wash over me The doctor's expression briefly wave
CRAZY DECISION! Sarah pov…I was still in the kitchen washing the dishes when I heard Donovan's voice calling from the bedroom. His tone was loud and piercing, which sent me sprinting toward the room, filled with fear about what might have occurred.Upon entering, I was met with a chaotic scene of scattered papers, including some of my private documents. Donovan's eyes locked onto mine as I managed to ask, "What were you looking for in my bags?" My tone was sharp, provoking his anger, but I was beyond caring."How could you transfer all the money from our joint account to your personal account without informing me? Are you out of your mind, Sarah?" he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I attempted to explain, but he was too far gone to listen.As I moved closer to him, he suddenly threw the papers at me. "I'm so tired of you, Sarah. I can't keep up with your foolishness. I've had enough; this is beyond understanding," he said hoarsely, gesturing toward the wardrobe before ya
My ANGERDonovan povI was utterly stunned when I discovered Sarah's transaction history with a nameless, faceless company. It left me questioning her judgment and how she could have been so reckless without conducting any thorough research.As I observed her sitting by the coffee table on the floor, tears streaming down her face, I felt no sympathy. My gaze fell to the ground, unable to articulate my thoughts. All I could think about was Lana—how was she coping? What was she feeling after enduring such an ordeal? “Donovan, please don’t push me away,” Sarah’s soft voice broke through my reverie, pulling me back from my thoughts.“Can you please be quiet?” I snapped, my tone sharp and filled with disdain, as I rested my head in my hand, my mind swirling in chaos, with her being a significant source of my turmoil.I watched her inch closer, her hands reaching out, and a surge of animosity washed over me. Don’t you dare come near me! I growled, my voice reverberating off the walls.I le
WHAT'S THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN LANA AND MY CHILD? Donovan povI attempted to capture his attention by playfully calling his name, but the young child was resolute; he was intent on calling for Lana. Why was that? How could he even consider calling her? It seemed unfathomable. "Please leave me alone," he whispered, quickly turning to retreat into his room, and slamming the door behind him with a resounding thud."Donovan kept his distance from my son," Sarah remarked, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggled to articulate the pain of our situation. It was overwhelming to think about how I could reach Bryan before he could reach Lana, especially since he had already mentioned her. A wave of desperation surged within me as I turned to Sarah, my gaze pleading for clarity. “What's happening Sarah? Why is Bryan so obsessed with Lana.?”Sarah lowered her eyes, her voice trembling. "I’m not sure, Donovan. He’s been asking about her constantly since... since."I tightened my fist,
The Truth Unfolds Lana’s POV I sat in the living room, the weight of everything pressing down on me like a heavy blanket. My mind spun with all the revelations from the past few days—Leo’s betrayal, Sarah’s twisted games, and the danger we were all in. It felt like the walls were closing in on me, and I had no idea who to trust anymore. Donovan stood by the window, his face unreadable as he stared out into the night. The silence between us was thick, and I knew there was more he hadn’t told me yet. I could feel it in the air, a tension that seemed to tighten with every passing second. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and strained. "Lana, there’s something I need to tell you. Something I should have told you a long time ago." I looked up at him, my heart pounding. "What is it, Donovan? I don’t think I can handle any more surprises." He turned to face me, his eyes filled with a mix of guilt and determination. "Remember when we thought I couldn’t have children? When we believed I w
Truth Lana’s POV My hands shook as I stood over the knife, my heart pounding. The air felt thick with tension, and I could hardly breathe. Leo was still wrestling with the stranger on the floor, and I knew I had to act fast. “Get off him!” I shouted, hoping to break through the chaos. Leo glanced up, his face smeared with sweat and determination. “Lana, I can handle this! Just—” But before he could finish, the stranger threw him to the side. Leo hit the wall with a loud thud, and I winced at the sound. “Now, where were we?” the man said, grinning menacingly. I tightened my grip on the knife, trying to steady my racing thoughts. Who was this guy? Why had he come here? “Get away from him!” I yelled, stepping forward, ready to protect Leo at all costs. The man turned his gaze toward me, his smile widening. “You think you can stop me? You don’t even know what’s happening here.” “What are you talking about?” I snapped. He straightened up, brushing off his clothes like he
The Storm Lana’s POV My heart raced as I looked from Donovan to Leo, who was blocking our only way out. The air was thick with tension, and the darkness felt like it was closing in on me. I had never been so terrified in my life. “Lana, listen to me!” Donovan said urgently, his eyes fixed on me. “We can’t let him get to you. We need to stick together.” “Together?” Leo sneered, stepping forward. “Do you think that will save you? You’re both just pawns in my game.” “What game?” I shot back, trying to keep my voice steady. “What do you want?” Leo grinned, but there was no warmth in it. “I want everything. You, Lana. Your trust. Your love. I want to destroy Donovan, and you’re the key to making that happen.” I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. How had I misjudged him so completely? I had thought Leo was my ally, someone I could trust, but now he was showing a dark side I had never seen before. “Lana, don’t listen to him!” Donovan shouted, stepping protectively in front of me. “
All Lies Lana’s POV The night was thick with tension, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were being watched. Sarah and I sat in the dim light of the cabin, huddled together as we planned our next move against Donovan. I tried to focus, but my mind kept drifting back to the shadow I had seen outside. “Lana, are you even listening?” Sarah’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Sorry, I just…” I hesitated, trying to find the right words. “I keep thinking about Donovan. What if he is coming for us?” Sarah rolled her eyes, irritation flashing across her face. “Donovan is a monster. He will do anything to get to you. We need to stay focused.” As she spoke, I felt a knot tightening in my stomach. Something didn’t feel right. The more I thought about it, the more I began to question Sarah’s intentions. Was she really on my side, or was she just trying to protect herself? Suddenly, the front door creaked open, and a figure stepped inside. My heart raced as I turned, ready to confront
Unexpected Lana’s POV The days following Donovan’s death—if it was even that—were a blur. I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, each moment dragging on as I tried to process everything that had happened. Leo was gone. The thought crushed me. I could still hear his voice, his laughter, and his promises echoing in my mind. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, my heart heavy with grief. Leo had fought for me. He had given everything to protect me, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had failed him. I should have been there. I should have done something more. “Lana, are you okay?” Caroline’s voice broke through my thoughts. She stood in the doorway, concern etched on her face. I forced a smile, but it felt hollow. “Yeah, just thinking.” “Thinking about Leo?” she asked gently, stepping closer. I nodded, tears welling in my eyes. “I can’t believe he’s gone. He didn’t deserve this.” “I know,” Caroline said, sitting beside me. “He loved you, Lana. And you loved
The Truth UnveiledLana’s POVThe chaos in the cabin was overwhelming. I felt my heart racing as Donovan’s men stormed in, and I barely had time to process what was happening. The air was thick with tension, and I could hear the sound of fists hitting flesh, shouts of anger, and the shattering of furniture. I had to focus. I had to protect Sarah.“Sarah!” I yelled, scanning the room for her. She was pressed against the wall, eyes wide with fear. “Lana, get out!” she shouted, her voice trembling. “They’re going to hurt you!”I pushed through the crowd, trying to reach her. But just then, Leo stepped in front of me, brandishing an axe with fierce determination. “Stay back!” he warned, ready to defend us. Suddenly, I heard Donovan’s laugh cut through the chaos. “You think you can save her, Leo?” His voice dripped with mockery. “You’re out of your league!”Without warning, a loud crash reverberated through the cabin as the front door burst open. Donovan stood there, a twisted smile on
BetrayedLana’s POVRunning through the thick trees, I could hear the sounds of footsteps pounding behind us. Panic surged in my chest. We had to get away before they caught up. “Where do we go?” Caroline shouted, glancing over her shoulder. I didn’t have a plan. “Just keep moving!” I yelled back, adrenaline coursing through my veins. My mind raced as I tried to think of a way out. Leo and Jax were close behind, their faces set with determination. “We need to find shelter,” Jax suggested, his voice steady despite the chaos. “There’s a cabin nearby. If we can reach it, we might be safe.”“Let’s go!” I replied, pushing through the branches that scratched my arms. My breath came in quick gasps, but I focused on putting one foot in front of the other. As we ran, I felt a twinge of guilt for Sarah. I couldn’t deny the pain she had caused, but there was a part of me that wondered how she had ended up this way. Did she ever have a choice? “Here!” Jax pointed ahead, and I saw the outline
ReckoningLana’s POVThe sound of gunfire still echoed in my ears as I rushed toward Sarah, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had never imagined my life would lead to this moment—facing the woman who had caused me so much pain. Jax was right beside me, his expression fierce and focused. “Watch out!” he yelled as Sarah fired again. I ducked just in time, feeling the heat of the bullet whiz past my shoulder. “We need to flank her!” I shouted, trying to think clearly in the chaos. I signaled to Leo and Caroline, who were hiding behind the trees. They nodded, understanding the plan. “On three!” Jax said, his voice steady despite the chaos. “One, two, three!”We all moved at once, rushing toward Sarah from different angles. She looked frantic, scanning for us, her gun shaking in her hands. “Get back!” she screamed, her voice breaking. But we didn’t back down. I felt a surge of courage. This was my moment to take control. I could see the fear in her eyes as she faced us, her brava
The Calm Before the Storm Lana’s POV I felt a wave of anxiety was right over me. A hidden island? What if it was a trap? But there was no other choice; we couldn’t go back to the city. As we approached the island, I noticed that the trees loomed like dark shadows against the night sky. “What’s on this island?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. “A safe spot. I used to come here for quiet when things got crazy,” Jax replied, his eyes focused on the shoreline. We pulled up to a small, rocky beach. Jax quickly shut off the engine, and a heavy silence settled around us. I felt the weight of uncertainty pressing down. We climbed out of the boat and onto the shore, and I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. The air was thick with the scent of salt and damp earth. “Let’s find some cover,” Jax said, leading us into the trees. “We can’t stay exposed here.” As we walked deeper into the island, I felt a chill run down my spine. The shadows felt alive, shifting with every