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Sophia's point of view “What!” Maxwell exclaimed, his face turning a deep shade of red as he shot to his feet, fists clenched. “Are you out of your mind?” He began to yell, but Arnold, one of the shareholders, raised a hand to cut him off. “Sit down, Maxwell. Let’s remain professional,” Arnold said calmly, giving Maxwell a warning look before turning his attention to me. “We understand your claim to the company, Sophia, but that’s not how business works,” Arnold said as his eyes locked on mine. “You have a right to your shares and the profits they bring, but the position of CEO is for the board to decide—not you.” He glanced around the room for support before continuing. “After your father’s passing, John and Maxwell Smith have been running this company effectively. You can’t just walk in here and decide to strip that from them.” “Effectively?” I countered, my voice firm. “they have kept the company afloat, but not as well as my father did. I’ve seen the statistics; the compan
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Sophia's Point of View "I could hear it." The sound of my husband pleasuring another woman—her loud, shameless moans and the rhythmic pounding of the bed against the floor. This wasn’t the first time, yet every time he did it, it felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. "Ma'am!" Beatrice's voice jolted me out of my trance. I turned to her, dazed. "Your hands, ma’am, they’re burning!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with alarm. Only then did the pain register. "Ouch!" I winced, yanking my hands away from the flames. "Don’t worry, ma’am. I’ll handle this," Beatrice offered quickly, taking over at the stove. I nodded numbly and opened the first cabinet to retrieve a bandage for my hand. The pain was nothing compared to the ache inside me. When Beatrice finished, she handed me the tray. Breakfast for my husband and his mistress—a command he barked every morning without fail, brushing past me on his way to the bedroom. With a heavy heart, I took the tray and made my wa
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I struggled to break free, but his grip was so tight—this time, he seemed prepared. John turned to the woman on the bed. "Leave us," he commanded. I could hear the rustle of sheets as she gathered her things, preparing to leave. My heart shattered knowing what was about to happen. I could already feel the pain, and tears began to fall. "Please," I whispered, my last attempt to save myself. "Don’t beg me now. You brought this on yourself," John sneered, his voice thick with weak pride. "I’m not begging you, John," I said, shifting my gaze to the woman about to exit. She was the only one standing between me and him, the only person who could help. "Don’t leave. If you go, he’ll kill me," I whispered, my voice barely audible, trembling with fear. I saw it in John’s eyes—he was capable of it. The woman paused halfway, her gaze flickering toward me. I saw her expression soften, just a little. "I said leave, Matilda. Get out!" John barked. But she shook her head, turning to face me in
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Victor's point of view. I leaned back in my chair, the cold blade of the knife glinting under the dim light as I peeled an apple with deliberate precision. My focus wasn’t on the fruit, though. It was on the sniveling mess dangling over the edge of the room, blood dripping from his swollen face. Mateo's voice broke the tense silence, his desperate pleas ringing out. "Please! Please, I’m sorry I betrayed you, Don! It wasn’t intentional!" I chuckled softly, amused by his pathetic attempts at redemption. Unintentional? Was that his excuse? My gaze remained on the apple as I asked, my tone calm, almost curious, "Unintentional, you say?" He stammered, but I didn’t need his explanation. I already knew the truth. His hands didn’t "accidentally" steal an entire shipment of guns. I set the apple down, finally meeting his terrified eyes. The fear in them was satisfying—a reminder that betrayal in my world came with a steep price. Rising from my chair, I flipped the knife in my hand,
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Victor's point of view. As soon as the plane touched down, I dialed Matilda’s number, my heart pounding as we moved quickly to the waiting SUV on the runway. “How is she?" I demanded as soon as Matilda picked up, my voice was sharp and to the point. There was a brief hesitation, a deadly pause that sent a chill up my spine. Then came her stammering. “I... I don’t know, sir. He... he took her to a small, abandoned warehouse in Greenwich.” “Greenwich?” I barked, loud enough for the driver to hear. Without needing further instruction, he nodded and adjusted course. “We’ll be there in ten minutes,” I said. “But you need to get there first. Stop him before he can do anything.” The silence on the other end spoke louder than words, and then came more stammering. “Sir… I… we had a problem on the way. We are still in Inwood,” she said. My eyes narrowed, anger boiling through me. How could she be so incompetent? What if something happened to Sophia before we got there? She opened her
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I woke up to find myself strapped to a cold, unforgiving concrete slab, my wrists and ankles bound tightly with chains that bit into my skin. My breath came in shallow, ragged gasps as my eyes adjusted to the dim, flickering light above. A blurred figure loomed over me, and the sound of his voice, dripping with malice, sent a chill through my veins. “Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead,” he drawled, his tone mocking and cruel. My vision cleared, and I was met with the sight of a man whose presence oozed danger. His face was rough, his eyes cold, devoid of humanity, and his mouth curled into a twisted grin that promised pain. My chest tightened as I struggled against the chains, the metal biting deeper into my skin with every move. “Please... please,” I whispered, my voice trembling as tears welled up in my eyes. Maybe, just maybe, he would spare me. But he only chuckled, a sound so devilish it made my blood run cold. “Oh, you’re a pretty one, aren’t you?” he sneered, his hands bru
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I walked into the room, my heart pounding against my chest with each step. But I couldn’t afford to let it show—not here, not now. As I entered, I caught John shifting uncomfortably in his chair, beads of sweat rolling down his temple. Good. "Let the cowards sweat," “Sophia Martins,” I announced, my eyes scanning the room. “You said she was dead,” Carlos blurted, his attention snapping to John, whose eyes darted nervously. “I... I was told she was dead,” John stammered, his voice cracking under pressure—and I liked it. “Oh? By who—the person you sent to kill me?” My voice rang out, sharp enough to draw gasps from the room. “W-what are you talking about, Sophia?” John was about to stutter some excuse when his father stepped in. "John was called by the morgue and told you were dead,” Maxwell said, his tone calm and calculated as he attempted to defuse the situation. He glanced at his son, who was visibly shaken, and smoothly continued, “You can imagine how shocked we al
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Victor's point of view. I leaned back in my chair, the cold blade of the knife glinting under the dim light as I peeled an apple with deliberate precision. My focus wasn’t on the fruit, though. It was on the sniveling mess dangling over the edge of the room, blood dripping from his swollen face. Mateo's voice broke the tense silence, his desperate pleas ringing out. "Please! Please, I’m sorry I betrayed you, Don! It wasn’t intentional!" I chuckled softly, amused by his pathetic attempts at redemption. Unintentional? Was that his excuse? My gaze remained on the apple as I asked, my tone calm, almost curious, "Unintentional, you say?" He stammered, but I didn’t need his explanation. I already knew the truth. His hands didn’t "accidentally" steal an entire shipment of guns. I set the apple down, finally meeting his terrified eyes. The fear in them was satisfying—a reminder that betrayal in my world came with a steep price. Rising from my chair, I flipped the knife in my hand,
