Melanie swallowed the lump in her throat as she dialed Daniela's number.The phone barely rang twice before Daniela's desperate voice came through. “ Mel?” “ Dani, I got the money”, Melanie said quickly, trying to keep her voice firm. “ Where are you? Which police station?”Daniela's voice cracked with emotion. “ Did you get the money?”“ Yes,” Melanie confirmed,holding back her tears. “ Just tell me where to come”. Daniela sniffed back. “ Mel, I honestly don't know how to thank you”. “ You don't have to”, Melanie said, pressing her fingers to her temple. “ Just tell me where you are so I can bring the money before it's too late”. Daniela took a deep breath before replying . “ I am at the central District police station. Do you know the place?” “ Yeah”, Melanie said,already grabbing her bag.” I’II be there soon”.“ Mel, wait ,” Daniela's voice increased.“ Where did you get this kind of money?”. Melanie's fingers tightened around the strap o
Daniela stood in front of the mirror,adjusting her dress with trembling hands. The events of the past twenty four hours played over and over again in her mind like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. Her own husband, Alexander Dane, had abandoned her. Not a single call, Not a single message. While she was locked up,humiliated and accused of a crime she didn't commit, he had been out living his life as if she didn't exist. She held her purse and deep the money Melanie gave her inside. She thought about Alexander has she ordered a ride to go home. Would he even be home?Would he send everything? Would he care at all? By the time the car stopped at the mansion, Daniela's anger increased . She marched up to the gate and rang the intercom.A few seconds later, a voice answered. “ Who is it?” “ Tell Alexander it's his wife”, She said,her voice cold . “ And I am not leaving here till I set my eyes on him”. There was a long silence before the ga
Daniela sat in the living room, staring at the untouched cup of tea in front of her. The weight of the past few weeks had settled deep in her bones, making every movement feel like a struggle. She had hardly eaten and barely slept. Her thoughts were consumed with one thing,Noah. Where was he? Who had taken him? Her hands trembled as she reached for her phone, checking once again for any messages or missed calls. There was nothing. Just the same empty silence that had haunted her since the day he disappeared. Then suddenly,her phone rang. Her heart began to beat fast.Then she checked her phone and saw an unknown number. She hesitated before answering,her breath catching in her throat.” Hello?” For a moment,there was nothing but silence. Then a deep disturbed voice came through the speaker. “ You should have listened Mrs, Daniela”. Daniela's stomach turned. “ Who's this?” She demanded . The man laughed a sarcastic laugh. “It doesn't matter Now”. A gunshot
Daniela sat in her office, staring blankly at the resignation letter on her desk. Her fingers panicked as they traced the edges of the paper,the weight of her decision pressing heavily on her chest. She was already exhausted from handling the company and she was ready to leave. For years, the company had been her everything. She had built it from the ground, pouring her blood, sacrificing sleep, happiness and even her marriage to make it what it was . She couldn't do this anymore. Her son was gone. Her marriage was a lie, her reputation had been ruined. What was left to fight for? The sharp scent of ink filled her nose as she picked up her pen, the tip dancing around the paper for a moment. She hesitated, her heart thudding against her ribs. This wasn't just a resignation. This was leaving the last tie to the life she had once dreamed of. With a deep breath, She signed her name at the bottom. It was done.The weight of the company had finally left her shoulder
The sound of the zipper echoed in the bedroom as Daniela pushed the last of her belongings into the suitcase. Her hands trembled , her breath almost left her, but she refused to stop. She had to get out now. Her visions blurred with unshed tears,but she prevented them from dropping. Crying wouldn't change anything. Nothing could change what had happened. The bed, the expensive decor, the towering closet filled with designer's clothes, none of it was hers anymore. It never had been has . It was all Alexander's money she used in getting them. Now, reality dawned on her that she was living this wealthy home.Leaving the house where she had once imagined a future. Leaving the man who had broken her heart into a million pieces.Her fingers waved around the handle of her suitcase. As she got ready to leave Alexander's house, the door opened and Daniela froze as she saw Christiana, Alexander's ex. Christiana, the woman who should have been nothing more th
The scent of freshly brewed coffee and burning bacon filled the dining hall of Alexander Dane's Mansion. Christiana Hummed softly as she arranged the plates on the Lavish marble table, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She had always imagined herself here, playing the role of the perfect wife. And now, with Daniela gone, She finally had her chances. The sun streamed through the tall windows, casting golden rays on the expensive China she had carefully set. She had wanted everything to be perfect . She had waited long enough to reclaim what was rightfully hers. Alexander walked in,adjusting his navy blue suit. His eyes landed on Christiana, who was setting down a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of his seat. He smirked,taking in the scene-the warm breakfast, the spotless house, and the soft hum of domestic bliss that had been absent for years. “ This is nice”, he murmured,sliding into his chair. “ You are making yourself right at home”.C
Christiana leaned against the kitchen counter,watching Alexander sip his drink. She had done everything right, cooked for him, cleaned for him, and all the necessary household chores, but there was a distance in his eyes, something cold and detached. She cleared her throat. “ Alexander, do you ever think about her?”. He didn't answer immediately. He just sipped his drink, staring at the liquid.Then,without looking up, He said” Daniela was a phrase, an ordinary one night stand I was forced to keep because of her son”. Christiana hesitated. “ She was your wife”. Alexander coughed out loud. “In title only”, His voice was sharp and almost mocking. “ You think I loved her? Christiana , I pitied her . A desperate naive girl who thought she could take me with a ring and a child. But now that both are gone, what's left of her?” He chuckled darkly. “ Nothing”. Christiana forced a smile, but inside, her stomach had twisted. She had won, hadn't She? She had Alexander
Melanie turned to leave, but stopped at the door. “ I will be back in the morning. Take care”. She looked at Daniela, whose eyes were still fixed on the floor, her mind a thousand miles away. Melanie barely listened to her sister's words. “ Don't do anything stupid”, She murmured,though it was more out of habit than concern. She knew Melanie and she knew how the night will unfold. Melanie didn't respond . She had heard it all before, the same tired warnings. With the wig on her hair,She opened the door and stepped into the night. The air hit her face as she walked into the glow of the street lights, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement. She adjusted her tight red dress which clung her curve as she walked. Tonight, she wasn't looking for just any man. She was looking for a man with money, and someone who could keep her entertained and satisfied. She made her way to the nightclub district, an area she knew well and not long after she spotted her targe
Gabriel stared at Daniela's name on his phone screen, his thumb hanging over the call button. His mind screamed at him to stop, to delete her number and erase her from his life. But his foolish bleeding heart refused to listen. He pressed the button. The phone rang once and then twice then also the third time. His ear began to shake as he imagined her reaction. Would She scoff at the sight of his name? Would she Ignore him completely? Or worse still was she Lying in Alexander's arms, Laughing at his desperation?. On the fourth ring, The call connected . A cold, detached voice filled his ears. “ Hello?”. Gabriel's breath almost left him. He hadn't really prepared for this . Now that She was on the line, the words tangled inside him, choking him. He had imagined her reaction when she saw his name on her screen. Was she smiling at his call?Would she groan in annoyance and cut the call while rolling her eyes at Alexander? But now that she had picked the call, all he could do
Gabriel sat in the dimly lit living room, staring blankly at the wall. The silence of the house was suffocating, pressing against his chest like a heavy weight. The absence of Daniela felt like a gaping hole in his life, one that he never imagined would exist.Just days ago, this house was filled with warmth, laughter, and the familiar presence of the woman he loved. Now, it was just an empty space—lifeless, cold, and unbearably quiet.He let out a long, shaky breath as he ran a hand through his disheveled hair. His eyes, bloodshot from lack of sleep, flickered toward the half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table. He had never been much of a drinker, but tonight, the burn of alcohol seemed like the only thing keeping him grounded."Why, Daniela?" he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you do this to me?"The pain in his chest tightened as memories of her flooded his mind. The way she used to smile at him, the way she would rest her head on his shoulder after a long da
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the vast, fertile lands of the village as Alexander’s convoy approached. The air buzzed with excitement, and the entire community had gathered in anticipation of the arrival of their new king and queen.Alexander sat in the back of his luxurious black car,his fingers joined together as he stared out of the window. Beside him, Daniela sat quietly, her expression unreadable. She was dressed in a flowing royal blue gown, adorned with intricate golden embroidery that shimmered in the fading sunlight.She had not spoken much since they left the city. Alexander had noticed the distant look in her eyes, but he didn’t care. All that mattered was that she was here with him, and soon, she would be crowned as his queen.The journey had been long, winding through dusty roads and dense forests, but finally, they reached the grand palace at the heart of the village. The palace, though ancient, stood with an air of majesty—its walls adorned w
Gabriel stood frozen, his entire world crashing down around him. The wrumpled note in his trembling hands felt heavier than it should, as if it carried the weight of all the emotions swirling inside him. His chest tightened, his breathing uneven as the words replayed in his mind. I’m sorry. I don’t expect you to understand, but I have to go. Please don’t look for me.His throat left him and before he knew it, hot tears welled up in his eyes. His hands trembled as he wiped his face, but the tears kept coming. He let out a sharp breath, gripping the edge of the dining table for support.Why?Why would Daniela suddenly leave him like this? After everything they had been through, after everything he had done for her?He staggered backward, dragging a hand through his hair in frustration. His mind reeled with unanswered questions. This wasn’t just a simple breakup—it didn’t make sense. Daniela had given no signs of being unhappy. She had never complained. If anything, she had seemed happy
Gabriel stirred in his sleep, shifting slightly as he reached out for Daniela, expecting to feel the warmth of her body beside him. His fingers touched nothing but cold sheets. His brows furrowed as his eyes flickered open. The dim glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the empty space beside him.“Daniela?” he called groggily, his voice thick with sleep. No response.His heart pounded slightly as he sat up, running a hand through his messy hair. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and checked the time—2:37 AM. A strange sense of unease crept up his spine.Maybe she had gone to the bathroom? He swung his legs off the bed, planting his feet on the cold tiles before standing up. He walked toward the bathroom door and knocked lightly.“Dani?”Silence.His chest tightened as he pushed the door open, only to find the bathroom empty. He frowned, stepping out into the dimly lit bedroom. His eyes darted around, his mind struggling to stay rational.“She must be in the kitchen,” he murmure
The city was wrapped in silence, the streets nearly empty except for the occasional flicker of headlights cutting through the night. The digital clock on the bedside table blinked 2:13 AM in bold red numbers, casting a faint glow in the dimly lit bedroom.Gabriel lay beside her, deep in sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. The rhythmic sound of his breathing should have been comforting—it always had been. But tonight, it suffocated her.Daniela sat up slowly, careful not to make a sound.Her mind was a tangled mess.She didn’t understand what was happening to her. A few hours ago, she had been living her normal life—working, loving Gabriel, planning for their future. But now, all she could think about was Alexander.His voice.His face.His presence.It was like an invisible thread was pulling her toward him, tightening around her chest, making it impossible to breathe unless she was closer to him.Her heart ached for him.And she had no idea why.Shaking off the confusion, s
The sun hung lazily in the sky, casting soft golden hues through the curtains of Daniela’s cozy apartment. The room was quiet, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirping of birds outside. It was her day off from work, and she had planned to rest, maybe even do some cleaning, but she hadn’t expected a visitor.And certainly not him.Alexander stood at her doorstep, his usual confident smile in place, holding a neatly arranged gift bag. Daniela's brows furrowed in mild surprise. She hadn’t seen or spoken to him in weeks. She had moved on—at least, she thought she had.Still, curiosity got the better of her."What are you doing here?" she asked, crossing her arms.Alexander let out a small chuckle, his deep voice smooth. "Relax, Daniela. I just wanted to check on you. No pressure, no trouble. Just... an old friend bringing a gift."Her eyes flickered down to the bag in his hand.She hesitated.She knew Alexander too well. He was never one to do things wit
Alexander sat in his lavishly furnished bedroom, the golden chandelier above casting a dim glow over the space. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and faint traces of burning incense—remnants of the chief priest’s visit from the previous day.On the polished mahogany table in front of him lay a small, dark vial.He picked it up, rolling it between his fingers. The chief priest had promised him that this would change everything. One drop of the sacred potion, and Daniela would no longer resist him. She would no longer see Gabriel. She would no longer refuse his love."Daniela, you will be mine again. You don’t have a choice."The thought sent a wicked thrill through him.He leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest. He had spent the entire night thinking about how things had spiraled out of his control.When he and Daniela were together, he had never once thought she would leave him. He had been confident—too confident—tha
The morning sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows of Alexander’s penthouse, casting long shadows across the floor. He had barely slept, his thoughts consumed by the memory of Daniela—her laughter, her sharp tongue, the way her eyes once softened when she looked at him. But that was in the past. Now, she was engaged to another man, willingly giving herself to someone who wasn’t him.That knowledge burned through his veins.No matter what, she would be his.A sharp knock on the door jolted him from his thoughts. He straightened, already knowing who it was. He strode toward the door, his heart pounding with anticipation, and pulled it open.Chief Priest Okanga stood before him, draped in a flowing red robe embroidered with ancient symbols. His presence was as commanding as ever, his dark eyes holding the wisdom of generations past. Around his neck, cowries and beads rattled softly as he stepped inside.“You summoned me, my prince,” Okanga said in his deep, measured voice.Alex