As the door shut behind her, Daniela felt doubts hardening in her chest. She had spent too long depending on Alexander as the head of the house. But this time, She couldn't rely on him. Noah's life was at stake , and she wouldn't let anyone, not even her husband stop her from saving her child. She wiped her tears away, holding her trembling hands. She had no plan or clear idea of how she would raise the ransom money, but one thing was certain she would do whatever it took. Daniela went to her bedroom and locked the door. She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contact lists. As she scrolled, She came across a name Liam Carter. He was an old friend,someone she had once trusted deeply before Alexander came into her life. Liam had always been helpful, and though they hadn't spoken in years, She knew he could help her navigate the cross road she was in. Her fingers clicked over the call button,but just as she was about to press it, A message notif
The car ride was heavy with speed.The rain poured endlessly, a reflection of the storm going through Daniela's life. Liam's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly,his jaw clenched in concentration. Beside him, Daniela sat stiffly clutching the bag of money on her lap as if her entire life depended on it . Her chest tightened with every passing minute . “ This is all we have”, She murmured to herself . “ What if they won't take it?” Remember, it's a hundred million they requested for properties and this is just ten million”. “ They 'll take it”, Liam assured her deeply, though the doubts in his eyes betrayed his calm tone. “ They'll have to.Stay focused. We'll handle whatever comes next”. Daniela nodded weakly, her mind racing . It wasn't enough. She knew it wasn't. The kidnappers had demanded two million , but this was all Alexander had agreed to give. She bit her lips, her fingers trembling as they gripped the bag tighter. The thoughts of leaving with
The dim light from Liam’s laptop cast shadows across the small apartment. Daniela sat on the edge of the couch, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her mind racing. Liam was hunched over the keyboard, his face illuminated with a determined glow as he scrolled through security footage and accessed private records through his network of contacts."There’s something here," Liam said, his voice cutting through the heavy silence.Daniela jumped to her feet and rushed to his side. "What is it? Did you find him?""Not yet," Liam replied, zooming in on a grainy video from a nearby convenience store. "But this footage was taken a few blocks from the drop-off point. Look."He pointed at the screen, where a van with no license plates idled suspiciously near the curb. Two masked men climbed into the vehicle minutes after the drop-off time."They didn’t even wait," Liam muttered. "They left right after rejecting the money."Daniela’s breath caught. "That has to be them. Do you think Noah was in
Noah's eyes opened with a room filled with darkness. His heart pounded in his chest as he tried to piece together where he was. The last thing he remembered was being in the backseat of his mother's car, with Blessing driving him and laughing at a silly joke she made about his favourite cartoon character. But now, he was somewhere strange, a place cold and unfamiliar and really quiet. The air was scary,and smelled like damp wood and old dust. His tiny hands reached out,searching for something familiar to hold onto, but his fingers met nothing but rough wood. Noah sat up,his head turning. He realised he was lying on a thin, itchy blanket and his body ached from the hard surface beneath it. His school shirt was wrumpled,his tiny tie squeezed, and one of his shoes were missing. His small fingers brushed Against his face,feeling the sticky remnants of tears he didn't remember shedding. He hugged his knees to his chest, trying to calm the sons in his throats. “ Mo
Noah's small body shivered with cold in the room, as the cold five into the cracks in the crumbling walls. His wrists were bound tightly with rope,the rough fingers digging into his tender skin, leaving marks with every movement on his skin. He could barely feel his fingers anymore, the blood circulation long since cut off. Tears was all over his dirt - strained cheeks, but he dared not sob loudly. The sharp sting of earlier punishments had taught him the price of crying. The kidnappers' voices echoed from the adjoining room, their tone harsh and impatient. Noah couldn't understand all the words they said, but he could hear the anger in each word. “ Stupid woman”one of them murmured, “ She brought only ten million naira . Did she think we are running a charity here?” “ We should have hurt the boy earlier” Another said,” Maybe then they will take us seriously”. The words went deep down Noah's heart . He kept on praying deep down that someone he knew would come to
Daniela drove straight to Noah's school in frustration , as she gripped the steering wheel tightly. Her mind was filled with the thoughts of her son, his small innocent face flashing in her mind as she struggled to hold the tears. She had already gone to the police, hired private investigators, and called every friend and family member she could think of, but there was still no sign of Noah. The weight of Noah's presence pressed on her heavily , suffocating her with every step.Daniela stopped as She made her way to the car, her nails digging into her palms as she struggled to hold herself together.How could they have let this happen? How could anyone at that school have been so careless? As soon as she reached her car, she slammed the door shut behind her, gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles turned white. Tears brimmed in her eyes, threatening to spill, but she stubbornly blinked them back.There was no time to cry. Noah needed her to be strong.She p
Daniela sat in her car for a moment before pulling into the parking lot of Liam's office. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turned white as she tried to calm herself to breathe well. Her chest felt heavy,weighed down by the fear and the uncertainty that had consumed her since Noah disappeared. She had been to the school, spoken to the principal and hired investigators but every path felt like she was just wasting her time and effort. With nowhere else to go to, She decided to go to Liam's office. Liam had always been her rock, her voice of reason when the world felt like it was falling apart. She hoped and prayed that he will know what to say from giving home fully. Gathering her courage, Daniela stepped out of the car and Walked smartly towards the doors of the office building. The receptionist greeted her with a smile, but Daniela could barely acknowledge her as she made her way to Liam's private office. When she pushed the door
Daniela stood outside her father's house, her stomach twisting in knots. It had been months since she last visited,the tension between them festering like an open wound. But right Now, She needed him . She needed someone who could calm her nervous world down.Taking a deep breath,She rang the doorbell. A few moments later, the door opened to reveal her father, Robert. His eyes widened briefly in surprise, but the warmth she had hoped for wasn't there. Instead, his expression was one of shock . “ Daniela”, he said curtly, stepping aside to let her in. She entered, her eyes scanning the familiar living room which felt colder and more distant than ever. The air was thick with unspoken tension, memories of arguments hanging between them like ghosts. “ What brings you here?” Robert asked as he sank into his arm chair, his voice devoid of the comfort she so desperately sought. Daniela sat on the edge of the couch , her hands twisting together in her lap. “ Da
Gabriel stood speechless in the middle of his apartment, his hands clenched into fists. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in his ears like a gunshot. Daniela had walked away, her heart shattered by the truth. She had not been replying to his messages for a while due to the fact that she was scared that he might do something worst than that.And it was his fault.For years, he had tried to erase his past. He had buried his regrets beneath wealth, success, and the illusion of a new life. But the past had a way of resurfacing, and now, the woman he had come to love despised him.He couldn’t let this be the end.Gabriel grabbed his car keys and rushed out, determined to find her.Daniela walked aimlessly down the street, the cool night air chilling her skin. Her arms wrapped around herself, not just from the cold but from the ache spreading inside her.Tears blurred the lights of the city, distorting everything around her.She had finally opened her heart again—let someon
Daniela sat on her couch, holding her phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.Desmond’s words refused to leave her mind."Ask Gabriel what happened five years ago."Her stomach turned her.Gabriel had been her safe space. The one man who had given her hope again. But now?Her heart was filled with doubt. A slow, suffocating poison.Her instincts screamed at her to walk away,to bury the past and never dig it up again.But she couldn’t.She needed answers.Without thinking twice, she grabbed her bag and stormed out of her apartment.Gabriel opened his apartment door, his usual warm smile in place.But the moment he saw her face, the smile erased.“Daniela?” His brows tiled. “What’s wrong?”She pushed past him, stepping into the apartment.“We need to talk,” she said, her voice like steel.Gabriel closed the door behind them, his eyes filled with concern. “Talk about what?”She turned sharply, meeting his gaze.“Desmond.”Gabriel’s entire body stiffened. “What about him?”
Daniela sat in silence, staring at Gabriel.The man she had trusted. The man she had started falling for.And yet, his brother,Desmond was the reason her sister had suffered.The arguments between them was thick with tension.Gabriel reached for her hand, but she pulled away."Daniela," he whispered, his voice pained. "I swear, I had no idea. Desmond… he’s always been reckless, but I never knew he—"She stood up as fast as possible. "I need to think, Gabriel."His expression darkened, but he nodded. "I understand."But deep down, she didn’t know if she could ever look at him the same way again.That night, Daniela couldn’t sleep.Her mind kept replaying everything—her sister’s tears, Desmond’s name, and Gabriel’s face when she told him the truth.Her phone rang suddenly, removing her away from her thoughts.Unknown Number.She hesitated before answering."Hello?"There was silence for a while.Then, a deep, unfamiliar voice."Stay away from Gabriel if you value your life."Her
Gabriel wasn’t just kind with his words—he took action.One evening, as they sat in a quiet restaurant, he took her hand and looked into her eyes."I know you love working at the company," he started, "but I think you deserve more, Daniela. You’re smart, hardworking, and capable of much bigger things."She blinked at him, slightly taken aback. "Gabriel, what are you talking about?"He slid a neatly folded envelope toward her."A job offer," he said simply.Her heart pounded as she hesitantly unfolded the paper.It was from a well-respected company—a high-paying position as an administrative officer.She was filled with joy deep inside her. "How did you—?"Gabriel smiled. "I have connections. But you earned this, Daniela. I just pointed them in the right direction."Tears was filled in her eyes.She had struggled for so long, fought so many battles alone. And now, here was a man who wasn’t just promising her the world—he was actually helping her build a future."Gabriel, I—" She did
Days turned into weeks, and before Daniela even realized it, Gabriel had become a constant presence in her life, reassuring her and making her feel loved.At first, she had been hesitant to let him in. She had been burned before—used, abandoned, discarded like she was nothing.But Gabriel was different.He didn’t push. He didn’t demand too much.He was just… there.Every morning, she woke up to a text from him:"Good morning, beautiful. Have a great day."At night, another message:"Hope you ate today. Don’t overwork yourself."It was strange. No man had ever cared about the little things.And then there was the money.She never asked, but he sent it anyway. A small alert on her phone would pop up, and when she checked, there it was—a transfer from Gabriel."Just something to make things easier for you."****"Get something nice for yourself, Dani."He was everything she had ever wanted in a man. But more than the money, it was the fact that someone actually cared.Kind. Generous. Thoug
The first thing Daniela felt was something pounding in her head.The second was the unfamiliar warmth of soft sheets beneath her.Sunlight streamed through the curtains, a golden feeling settling over the modest guesthouse room. The air was quiet except for the tap water that was running speedily. Daniela stirred, groaning slightly as she pushed herself up on the bed.For a moment, she forgot where she was.Then, it all came back—the club, the music, the drinks, and… Gabriel.Her eyes filled across the room, landing on his dark suit jacket draped over the chair. That single sight made her heart skip. He was still here.As if on cue, the bathroom door opened, and Gabriel stepped out, steam curling around him. A towel hung loosely around his neck, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, exposing just a hint of his toned chest. His hair was damp, slightly tousled, as if he had run his fingers through it.“Morning,” he greeted, his deep voice carrying an unmistakable smoothness.Daniela ru
Gabriel leaned back, his whiskey glass resting against his knee as he studied Daniela. The way she carried herself intrigued him, so he wanted to know more about her. He had met many women in clubs before—some looking for excitement, some chasing wealth, others simply bored. But Daniela? She wasn’t any of those.She was drowning.And she didn’t even realize it.“You don’t strike me as someone who usually drinks alone,” Gabriel finally said, breaking the comfortable silence between them.Daniela exhaled a humorless laugh,sipping the last remnants of her drink. “I don’t. Not usually.”“Bad day?” he tried to examine.She let out a breath, shaking her head slightly. “Try a bad life.”Something flickered in Gabriel’s eyes. “That bad, huh?”She turned to look at him, taking in the way he held her gaze without hesitation. Most men would have backed off by now, sensing the weight in her voice. But he didn’t. He held steady, waiting, offering no judgment—only curiosity.“I lost my father,
The club was filled with energy, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence that had filled Daniela's mind since she learned about her father's death. She sat in the dimly lit VIP lounge, a glass of whiskey in her hands, swirling the liquid absentmindedly. Loud music was filled in the air, the bass vibrating beneath her feet, but it barely drowned out the guilt eating deep in her blood. She had come to the club to escape, to calm her nerves down. But no amount of alcohol could raise the growing doubt in her chest. As she stared at the dance floor, her eyes was drawn to a man watching her across the room. He was tall, Confident, with black piercing eyes and he had a particular charisma that made him stand out in the crowded club. Their eyes met and for a moment, Daniela thought She imagined him kissing her lips deeply. Not long after, he moved straight towards her. He sat beside her, his scent rich perfume mixed with something dangerously intoxicating filling her se
Daniela sat in the back of the taxi,her fingers tightly gripping her purse. The city outside the window blurred as the vehicle sped past familiar streets,each one carrying a memory She had left long buried. For years, She had been absent from this place,from the people who once mattered ,convincing herself that She was better off without them. But now,with everything crumbling around her, She found herself desperate for something to hold on to. Her sister was gone. Her marriage to Alexander had ended in humiliation. And now, She had finally decided to reconnect with her Dad. She had avoided him for so long, ashamed of how her life had turned out. But deep down,She wanted to believe that despite everything , he would still welcome her with open arms. She had replayed her words a thousand times in her head. She would tell him about her divorce,about how she had lost her sister, about how lost she felt.He had blamed her for marrying Alexander but now she needed him to c