The day flew by at the Frenado Corporation, filled with the buzzing of employees diligently completing various tasks. Among them, Kaylar was particularly busy attending to the CEO. Time passed swiftly, and as the closing hour approached, Wayne and Kaylar finally left the office together. Walking towards the parking lot, Kaylar and Wayne climbed into the waiting car, ready to be driven off. Halfway through the ride, Kaylar spoke up, breaking the comfortable silence. "Driver, can you please stop at the nearby supermarket?" she requested. Curiosity gleaming in his eyes, Wayne turned to Kaylar and asked, "What do you need from the supermarket?" With a smile, Kaylar responded, "I just want to buy some chocolates. It won't take me long, I promise." Wayne contemplated her request momentarily before speaking considerately, "Do you want me to follow you inside? I can keep you company while you shop." Grateful for his thoughtfulness, Kaylar shook her head gently. "Thank you for the offe
When they arrived at the mansion, Kaylar went straight to her room, feeling a mix of confusion and frustration. Wayne stood at the door to his room, slightly baffled by Kaylar's behaviour. He couldn't help but wonder what might be wrong with her. That night, Kaylar turned restlessly in her bed, unable to fall asleep. The words Asherly had said to her earlier in the supermarket resounded in her head. 'I had a wonderful night with Wayne.' she had whispered, Asherly's voice was filled with mockery at that time. The thought sent waves of unease through Kaylar. She had always believed in Wayne's loyalty and love for her, but now doubt began to creep in. She trusted Wayne, but Asherly was a different case entirely. Was it possible that he could betray her like that? That was the question that loomed on Kaylar's mind before she finally closed her eyes to sleep. The next morning, Kaylar woke up early, her mind still burdened with uncertainty. Determined to push aside her doubts, she
Still inside Wayne's office, Wayne took out his phone and dialled Chad's number, his fingers tapping on the desk. As he waited for Chad to answer, his gaze darted over to Kaylar, who was sitting in the corner of the room, flipping through some files. Finally, Chad answered the call."Chad, listen, Kaylar and I are done for the day. Please cancel all my appointments for today.""Sure thing, boss. Are you heading home then?""Yes, we're going home."Kaylar, still engrossed in her work, looked up in surprise when Wayne ended the call. She gingerly placed the files back on the desk, her confusion evident."Wayne, where are we going? I thought we still had work to do."Wayne, standing up and grabbing his coat "We're going home, Kaylar. I need a break."Kaylar, hastily grabbed her bag "But... why? Did something happen?"Wayne, his face expressionless, simply replied "Just trust me, Kaylar. We'll talk when we get home."They walked out of Wayne's office, seemingly ordinary to anyone watching
As the night sky enveloped the room, Kaylar and Wayne found themselves nestled in their comfortable bed. Lying side by side, they engaged in playful banter, their voices filled with laughter that echoed through the room."You know, Kaylar, you always manage to make me smile. Even on the toughest days.""Well, that's my superpower. Bringing joy to your life, Wayne." They shared a moment of lightheartedness, their conversations serving as a reminder of the love and connection they shared. But as the night progressed, Wayne gently turned his attention towards lulling Kaylar to sleep."Alright, my love, it's time to rest. Let me help you get to sleep."Kaylar nodded, a small yawn escaping her lips as she nestled deeper into the soft pillows."Would you shower my face with kisses, Wayne? It always helps me drift off into deep sleep."Wayne grinned, finding joy in Kaylar's innocent request. He leaned over and showered her face with gentle kisses, each one filled with affection and tendernes
After what felt like an eternity of waiting, Asherly's phone finally rang. She quickly answered it, hoping it was her manager with good news. However, her hopes were swiftly crushed as he delivered the disappointing message that he couldn't secure an appointment with the influential individual who had recently acquired the Zaviti group.Frustration surged through Asherly's veins, fueling a torrent of anger. "What do you mean you couldn't get the appointment?!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with venom. "I trusted you to handle this, and you couldn't even make it happen? You're utterly incompetent!"Her manager stammered, attempting to explain himself, but Asherly's rage only intensified. The insults spilled from her lips like a waterfall of fury, each word a cutting remark aimed at his perceived inadequacy. In her heated state, she made a swift decision - her manager's services were no longer required. "Consider this your termination. Don't bother calling me ever again!" she snarled, e
The highly anticipated day had finally arrived - Kaylar's birthday celebration. She sat in her luxurious walk-in closet, surrounded by makeup artists who were skillfully enhancing her natural beauty. The room was abuzz with excitement as they meticulously applied makeup, ensuring every feature was flawlessly highlighted.Kaylar's gown hung elegantly from a nearby rack, a vision of ethereal beauty. The flowy fabric boasted intricate gold embroidery and a floral concept that accentuated her regal presence. As she slipped into the gown, it seemed as if she transformed into a princess, her every curve pronounced, her thin waist and long legs further highlighted.Completing her stunning look, Kaylar's hair was elegantly styled, pulled up in a sophisticated manner that complemented her features. Admiring her reflection, she marvelled at how the simple yet elegant ensemble perfectly captured her essence.As Kaylar stood in the closet, lost in her thoughts, Wayne entered with an affectionate
After Wayne's heartfelt proposal, Kaylar found herself being pulled aside by her best friend Mia, who was practically vibrating with excitement. "Oh my gosh, Kaylar! That was the most romantic thing I've ever seen! You are so lucky! Wayne is amazing!" Mia gushed, her voice filled with genuine excitement.Blushing, Kaylar couldn't help but agree. "I know, Mia. I can't believe how lucky I am to have him. He really planned everything out perfectly."As they continued to squeal and discuss every little detail of the proposal, Kaylar started feeling overwhelmed. "You know what, Mia? I'm going to the garden to get some fresh air."Mia nodded eagerly, her eyes still sparkling with joy. "Absolutely, you should go! I'll go and look for Dean. I haven't seen him around" They made their separate ways with one going to the garden, leaving the bustling crowd behind and the other going in search of her lover boy.Stepping into the serenity of the garden, Kaylar took a deep breath and felt instantly r
Night fell.On the outskirts of country N, far away from the city, there was a villa which was well hidden among the green lush trees.Around the villa, numerous hefty-looking men stood guard inside and outside the villa patrolling the area, they were all armed with weapons of various sizes and types.Inside the villa was a well-furnished and clean room where Kaylar was unconscious, tied to a chair. Her hands were bound to the chair, and her mouth was stuffed with a cloth. Suddenly, the door to the room flew open, and a masked lady walked in. She stood in front of Kaylar and broke into laughter, relishing the sight before her. After laughing at her fill, she picked up a glass of water from a nearby table and splashed it on Kaylar's face."Hah!" the masked lady taunted, jolting Kaylar awake, she then pulled the cloth out of Kaylar's mouth. Confused, Kaylar looked around as her eyes adjusted to the room's lighting. As she focused on the figure standing before her, fear instantly filled
Wayne left Jason's room, his mind in turmoil. The weight of his mother’s venomous words lingered, but he forced himself to focus on the present. As he stepped into the hallway, he called out to the police officers. “Get Meghan out of there,” he ordered, his voice cold and detached. Without waiting for a response, he made his way back to Kaylar’s room. Inside the ward, it was quiet, almost eerily so. Kaylar lay peacefully in her bed, her breathing steady, though her face still showed signs of the ordeal she had endured. Wayne’s mother-in-law was seated beside her, but Wayne could see the exhaustion in her eyes. “You should go home and rest,” Wayne told her gently. She looked at him with a mix of concern and understanding before nodding. “Call me if anything changes,” she said softly before gathering her things and leaving the room. Now it was just Wayne, Kaylar, and Chad, who had just entered the room. Wayne could feel the chaos in his mind, the events of the day overwhelming hi
The hours dragged on in the quiet, sterile corridors of the hospital. Wayne paced back and forth, his mind heavy with worry for Kaylar. When the doors of the emergency room finally swung open, and she was rolled out, Wayne’s heart lurched in his chest. He immediately stood up, his body tensed with anxiety. Kaylar was pale, her eyes closed, and tubes were attached to her, but she was alive. That was all that mattered. Wayne followed the gurney as it was rolled into her ward. He stayed by her side, holding her hand, his eyes never leaving her face. She looked so fragile lying there, a stark contrast to the fierce, determined woman he knew and loved. But as much as he wanted to stay, Chad’s voice interrupted his thoughts. “Wayne,” Chad said softly as he entered the room, his face grim. “Jason’s just been rolled out of the emergency room.”Wayne felt a wave of conflicted emotions wash over him. He glanced back at Kaylar, her mother now sitting beside her, watching over her with the same
Before she could protest, Wayne dashed out of the building, his footsteps echoing through the empty corridors as he chased after Jason. The night was cool, the air thick with tension as Wayne sprinted into the darkness, his heart pounding with a mixture of adrenaline and fear. He knew this was the endgame—Jason had to be stopped, no matter the cost.Jason, injured and desperate, limped ahead, the pain in his leg slowing him down. He glanced back, seeing Wayne closing in, and gritted his teeth. He had always prided himself on staying one step ahead, but now he was cornered, his escape routes dwindling. As he stumbled into a nearby alleyway, he knew he had to make a final stand.Wayne burst into the alley just as Jason turned to face him, a gun clutched in his hand. There was no hesitation in Jason’s eyes now—only a cold resolve. Wayne barely had time to react as Jason fired. The bullet grazed Wayne’s shoulder, but he didn’t falter. He fired back, the shot hitting Jason squarely in the
Kaylar was dragged through the crumbling hallways of the abandoned building, her heels clicking against the dusty concrete. The men holding her were rough, their grip like iron clamps on her arms. She forced herself to stay calm, knowing that the internal tracking device embedded in her skin was still operational. Wayne would come. He had to.Jason’s men shoved her into a large, dimly lit room at the heart of the building. The walls were lined with rusted pipes and broken windows, allowing beams of moonlight to pierce through the darkness. The place reeked of decay, a fitting backdrop for whatever twisted plan Jason had in mind.Jason followed them in, his footsteps echoing ominously as he approached her. His eyes glinted with malicious intent as he looked down at her, bound and vulnerable. “You’re surprisingly calm, Kaylar,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips. “I suppose you’re still holding on to hope that your precious Wayne will come to your rescue.”Kaylar met his gaze, refusi
Kaylar stood at the edge of the deserted parking lot, her breath visible in the cool evening air. The location Jason had chosen was far from the city—a quiet, industrial area that seemed abandoned. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving only the faint glow of streetlights to cut through the gathering darkness. She checked her watch: 6:10 PM. Her nerves were frayed, but she kept her expression calm, glancing around for any sign of movement. Chad and Wayne were positioned nearby, monitoring her every move through the tracking device and earpiece she had concealed. She whispered into the earpiece, "Everything looks quiet... too quiet."Wayne’s voice crackled in her ear, “Stay alert. If anything seems off, we’re pulling you out.”Kaylar nodded slightly, trying to steady her racing heart. The air was thick with anticipation as she waited, every minute feeling like an eternity. Suddenly, the distant rumble of an engine reached her ears, and she turned to see a car approaching from t
The city was bathed in the golden hues of the late afternoon sun, its bustling streets unaware of the turmoil brewing behind the scenes. In a sleek, high-rise office, Jason sat behind his desk, his demeanour as cold and calculating as ever. His mind was focused, not on immediate confrontation, but on a strategy that would create chaos without direct conflict. Jason’s office was immaculate, a testament to his obsessive need for control. The room was filled with the soft hum of air conditioning and the occasional click of his keyboard as he worked on his laptop. A sinister smile played at the corners of his mouth as he prepared for the next phase of his plan. He was interrupted by a knock at the door. One of his trusted operatives entered, carrying a stack of documents. Jason looked up, his eyes narrowing with interest. “Everything is set, sir,” the operative said, placing the documents on the desk. Jason’s gaze flickered over the papers, his smile widening. “Excellent. Let’s proceed
The following days at Wayne and Kaylar’s home were filled with a delicate balance of normalcy and tension. The welcome-back dinner had been a success, and the joy of Wayne's return had infused their lives with a renewed sense of hope. Yet, beneath the surface, unspoken worries lingered.Wayne had begun to reintegrate into his daily routine, though his role in the company was still on hold. Kaylar continued to manage everything, her resolve unwavering despite the challenges. Chad's confession hung heavily in her mind, an unresolved issue that gnawed at her even as she tried to focus on her family and their new beginning.One bright morning, Kaylar found herself in the living room, her gaze drifting to the family photographs on the wall. Each frame told a story of happier times—Wayne and her smiling at various events, their
But instead of answering, Jason’s hand shot up, gripping the back of her head with a force that made her gasp. He yanked her hair back, causing her to cry out in pain, the playful atmosphere shattered in an instant."Jason! What the hell has gotten into you?" Asherly screamed, struggling against his hold. "Let me go! You’re hurting me!"Jason’s expression remained cold, his eyes void of the lustful affection he usually displayed towards her. "You think this is a game, don’t you?" he hissed, pulling her hair harder, eliciting another cry of pain. "You think you can keep playing around while everything falls apart?""Let me go, you’re sick!" Asherly shouted, clawing at his hand, but Jason only tightened his grip."Let you go?" Jason echoed mockingly. "Fine." Without warning, he stood up, still holding her by the hair, and flung her across the room with a merciless force. Asherly’s body hit the ground hard, skidding to a stop near the wall. She lay there for a moment, dazed, before looki
Wayne’s heart swelled with emotion as Kaylin began to explore his face with her hands, her fingers tracing his features with the careful curiosity of a child. She touched his nose, his lips, his eyes, all the while staring at him as if committing every detail to memory. Wayne looked up at Kaylar, his eyes filled with wonder and a hint of confusion. Kaylar just smiled, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "She’s figuring you out," she said with a soft laugh. "Kaylin, it’s dada. Say dada.""Dada," Kaylin echoed, her voice small and uncertain but filled with an unmistakable warmth.Wayne’s throat tightened as he choked back tears. He had missed so much of her life, and yet here she was, in his arms, accepting him without hesitation. "I’m back, Kaylin," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "Dada’s back."He lifted her gently into his arms, holding her close as he rained kisses on her chubby little hands. The softness of her skin, the sweet scent of her baby lotion—it was all so over