"Jason..." I hummed with my head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his embrace and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. At that moment, everything felt right in the world."Everything feels like a dream, like we're in our own little bubble of happiness," I whispered softly, not wanting to break the spell.Jason, separating himself from our embrace, smiled at me with eyes full of love and whispered, "It's not a dream; it's our reality. And I wouldn't want it any other way."I smiled back at him, feeling grateful for his presence in my life. But one person is missing from our bubble of happiness—our daughter, Aria, who has always been a vital part of our trio."Where is Aria?" I asked, feeling a pang of sadness at her absence. Jason squeezed my hand reassuringly and said, "She is sleeping in her room right next to ours, dreaming peacefully," Jason whispered, his eyes filled with love and contentment. "I miss her; it feels like forever since I last saw her."Jason laughed softly. "It'
Time seems to have stopped as my anxiety reaches its peak, my heart racing, and my thoughts spiraling out of control. I try to take deep breaths and remind myself that this feeling will pass, but at the moment, it's hard to see beyond the overwhelming sense of dread. I waited and waited for what seemed like an eternity, but there was no news from Jason or Aria.I stare at the door where Jason was taken in for treatment, feeling a knot form in my stomach as worry consumes me. The minutes tick by slowly, each one feeling like an eternity as I hope for any sign of their return.I then stare at the door to entry, hoping for Aria to enter; her presence brings relief and comfort in the midst of uncertainty. The longer the wait drags on, the more my mind races with worst-case scenarios, praying for their safe return.Who could have done something so bad, Jason? Why was he poisoned?But how can someone poison him but not me? We both ate the same food and drinks. The thought of foul play linge
I stare at Kiera and Aria sleeping peacefully, their chests rising and falling in unison. The soft glow of the nightlight casts a gentle shadow over their peaceful faces, reminding me of how lucky I am to have them in my life.But today's incident serves as a stark reminder of how fragile life can be. It's frustrating to know that someone got so close to us that he poisoned my drink. It's a chilling thought that someone could have harmed my loved ones; it was me, but what if someone had harmed Kiera or Aria instead? It's a sobering realization that danger can lurk closer than we think, prompting me to be even more vigilant in protecting my family.My phone buzzes with a call from David, my trusted security head. I walked to the window, not wanting to disrupt my angel's sleep, and answered the call with a sense of urgency."Did you find anything suspicious?" I asked, my heart racing with worry."No, Mr. Grey, nothing; either the person who wanted to harm you is very smart, or he is som
"Are we staying in these big mansions alone?" I asked Jason, looking around at the grandeur of the estate. The thought of being the only one in such a large space made me feel both excited and slightly uneasy.Jason nodded his head in agreement, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yes, we have the whole place to ourselves for the weekend," he confirmed, reassuring me that we would have plenty of privacy and space to enjoy our time together."And me." Aria interrupted, pulling Jason's shirt, her eyes wide with excitement. "Daddy..." she trailed off, looking up at Jason with pleading eyes. Jason chuckled and scooped Aria up in his arms, giving her a hug. "Of course, sweetie. How can we forget you?" he said, planting a kiss on her forehead.Aria beamed with joy, hiding her head on Jason's shoulder, feeling secure and loved in her father's embrace."Kiera, we can't have staff in here, so we have to do everything ourselves," Jason said, looking at me with a smile. I understand that having
I tried to close my eyes, but sleep was the last thing on my mind. The events of the day kept replaying in my head, preventing me from drifting off into a peaceful slumber.Jason was poisoned, but the poison was not him but me. I couldn't shake the feeling of guilt and regret, knowing that I was the one responsible for his suffering.And above all, Kevin is back in my life; he is the last person I ever expected to see again after what happened between us. Kevin's unexpected return added to the chaos in his mind, making it impossible to find any peace.He is for sure not letting me get away without revenge; if he comes back into my life, there is bound to be more drama and turmoil ahead. I can't help but wonder what his reappearance means for my future and if I'll ever be able to find the peace I so desperately crave.I turned my head to Jason, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully beside me, completely unaware of the storm brewing inside me. I was so close to losing him forever, and I
"David, have you seen the face of the person who attacked you?" David shook his head, his eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. "I only caught a glimpse of them before everything went black."I sighed and gently placed a comforting hand on David's shoulder. "Don't worry, we will find out who did this to you."David sighed in guilt. "I am sorry, Mr. Grey. I failed to protect you." David spoke softly, his voice filled with regret."Things happen, David. It's not your fault. The most important thing now is for you to focus on recovering." I said, putting my hand on his shoulder and giving him a reassuring smile. "We'll get through this together," I added, hoping to ease his troubled mind."But this Kevin guy, he is more dangerous than I thought," I added, furrowing my brow in concern. "Did you find any new leads on his whereabouts?" David shook his head, his expression filled with grim determination."Not yet, but we found some history of criminal activity and are getting closer to catc
Jason is gone for an hour now; it's slowly starting to dawn. The sun was beginning to rise, casting a soft light over the horizon. Jason's absence is becoming more concerning as time passes. I hope he is fine and just lost track of time. Maybe he decided to take a longer walk than usual.I sighed, staring at the ceiling, feeling a mix of worry and frustration. Since he left, I haven't been able to sleep for a minute, with the silence in the house only amplifying my anxious thoughts.I thought of calling him, but then I changed my mind. I didn't want to seem overly worried or intrusive. Instead, I decided to step out of bed, stretching my sour muscles from the love I made the night before. I can't help but wonder as I touch my lips, still tingling from his kisses, if he's thinking about me as much as I am about him. I decide to distract myself by making a cup of tea and waiting for him to return, hoping he'll be back soon.But first I walked towards Aria's room, where she was still fas
I opened my eyes with a tripping pain in my head, feeling like a thousand tiny hammers were pounding against my skull. The pain was so intense that it made it difficult to focus on anything else.I look around the space I am in the warehouse and notice the dimly lit surroundings, with dusty crates stacked high against the walls. The musty smell of old wood and metal fills the air, adding to my disorientation.I tried to move my hands, but they were tied tightly behind my back, making me realize that I was bound and unable to escape."Don't try to move," a voice hissed from the shadows, sending a shiver down my spine. The realization that I was not alone in the warehouse only added to my growing sense of fear.The man walked to light a cigarette, a smile creeping on his face as he revealed himself to be the one holding me captive. "You're not going anywhere," he said menacingly, the flickering flame of the lighter casting eerie shadows across his face."Kevin, let me go," I said, tryin
Hey guys, this might be the end of Jason and Kiera’s journey, but a new beginning is just around the corner. A new couple will soon emerge to take their place and continue the story of love and adventure. Stay tuned for the next chapter in this exciting saga!A new journey by a new duo filled with twists and turns awaits, promising to captivate and enthrall readers just as much as Jason and Kiera did. Get ready for a fresh tale of romance and excitement!Share your thoughts and predictions for what lies ahead for the new couple. Whose story do you want to see unfold next?Kevin, who has a dark past, spent most of his youth in jail. He is a man with a mysterious past and dark secrets that threaten to unravel his newfound happiness.OrAntonio, a mafia king of the underworld and ruthless leader with a heart of gold, is torn between his dangerous lifestyle and his desire for a normal life.Love is a powerful force that can change even the hardest hearts. Stay tuned as these complex charac
JASONWe drove home together, and the tension between us was palpable as we both anticipated what would happen next.“Do you think she will be angry?” Kiera asked, taking my hand in hers as we walked to the front door of the villa. I squeezed her hand reassuringly and said, “She’ll be fine. But about her anger, I can’t make any promises.” Kiera laughed, shaking her head.“I never wanted to leave without meeting her, but she was asleep, and I don’t want to wake her up,” she said as we walked towards the foyer to the living room.“She misses you so much,” I replied softly, touching her face gently. “I’m sure she’ll understand once she sees you.” Kiera smiled gratefully, leaning her head on my touch.“Daddy...” Aria’s voice chimes in from the living room, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Kiera. “Mommy?” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.Kiera knelt down, opening her arms wide as Aria ran into them. They finally reunited after so long. “I hate you,” Aria said softl
JASON “Work. Let’s work then,” I said, trying to hide my amusement at her playful scolding. She finally looked away from me and back at the papers, signaling that it was time to focus on the task at hand. “I have read all the documents and made the necessary changes,” she stated firmly, her eyes still fixed on the papers in front of her. “You just need to sign the bottom of the last page.” “Fine,” I said, holding the pen in my hand and signing my name at the bottom of the last page without even caring to read what I was signing. “You should read the documents before signing them,” she said with a stern look. “I trust you,” I said, smirking and brushing my finger on my lips, walking close to her and whispering, “But if there’s anything important, you’ll let me know, won’t you?” She nodded as I put my hand around her waist, pulling her closer, feeling a sense of control and power over the situation. “What are you doing, Mr. Grey?” She said she was putting her hand on my chest. “
JASONA year has passed, but the day still seems to be a traumatic memory for me. Her last words for me still echo in my mind. I can’t shake the feeling of regret that fills me every time I think about it. Kiera. I closed my eyes as an image of her lying on the hospital bed flashed through my mind. I could still hear her weak voice saying, “I promise.” Her voice, her words, the tears, the pain. It still feels raw and fresh, like an open wound that refuses to heal. It might never heal completely—a constant reminder of the impact she had on my life. My life has a void that can never be filled. Only Kiera can fill that void, and I am lost without her. I am now standing here in the warm sun as I stare at the grave that made a great impact on my life. It was because of her that I became the person I am today. Because of her, I can have the life I have always dreamed of. I can never forget the gift of love and wisdom she bestowed upon me. No matter how much I thank her, it will never b
JASON“Kiera...” I mumbled, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. I whispered, “I’ll be right here with you every step of the way.”I brushed her hair, hoping that she would find comfort and strength in my presence. “You have to fight through all these for me, for Aria, for Kevin, and for everyone who loves you,” I said softly, squeezing her hand in reassurance. “You’re not alone in this battle, Kiera.”I feel a gentle squeeze on my hand as she is listening to words, even if she is unconscious. I lean in closer, feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, and continue to speak softly. “You are strong, Kiera. You can do this.” I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm and composed for her sake. “You fought for so long; there are just a few more steps to go. After the transplant is complete, there won’t be anyone or anything that can stop you from living the life you deserve.” I pause, feeling a surge of hope and determination in my own heart. “Know that I love you and always will, no mat
JASON“How is she?” I said, upon seeing Kevin standing in the hallway outside Kiera’s hospital room.Kevin sighed and ran a hand through his hair before responding, “She’s stable for now, but the doctors aren’t sure how long she will stay that way.”“Don’t worry, Marie’s parents agreed to donate her the lungs she needs for a transplant,” I said, trying to offer a glimmer of hope in the midst of uncertainty. “Hopefully, she can make a full recovery with the transplant.”“I don’t know, man; I’m not sure if she’s strong enough to survive the surgery.” Kevin’s words crashed over me like a wave of doubt.“What the fuck are you talking about, Kevin? Kiera is a fighter; she’s been through so much already. She can handle this; I believe in her,” I replied firmly, trying to bolster Kevin’s wavering confidence in Kiera’s strength and resilience.Kevin put a hand on my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I want that too. I just can’t shake this feeling of uncertainty.”“Let’s just hope for th
JASON“Just a slap won’t be enough,” he said, his eyes gleaming with determination. “How about I give you a knife or a better gun?” he suggested, a dangerous glint in his eyes.“No….” The husband spoke firmly, shaking his head. “Maybe he’s a bad guy; maybe he’s the reason for our daughter’s suffering, but we can’t stoop to his level.” The husband spoke, holding his wife’s hand tightly.“You know that with his power and meddling, no law or justice system will be able to truly punish him,” Antonio said, his voice filled with frustration. “I am giving you a chance to do what needs to be done—to seek justice for our daughter in a way that the law cannot. Think about it,” Antonio urged, his tone pleading yet resolute.The husband and wife exchanged a meaningful glance, silently contemplating their next move. “Still, we can’t let our emotions cloud our judgment,” the wife finally said, her voice steady. “We are not bad people, nor will we stop at his level. Maria will never be happy if she
JASONI stepped inside the warehouse, following Antonio and the couple down the narrow hallway. It’s dark, with only a little light filtering in through the high windows, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. The air is musty and filled with the smell of old machinery and metal, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned building.The wife whispered, barely audible over the creaking of the floorboards beneath us, “These places haven’t been touched in years.”The husband held her hands tightly, a look of concern etched on his face as we continued deeper into the warehouse, unsure of what we might find in the darkness ahead.Antonio chuckled and reassured, “Don’t be scared!” as he opened a giant door at the end of the hallway. Antonio chuckled, opening a giant door at the end of the hallway. “The place gives off a dangerous vibe. Best for torturing your enemies,” he said with a sinister grin, revealing a hidden room filled with chains and tools. The couple exchanged nervous g
JASONAntonia and I stare at the couple sitting across us in their tiny space; their faces show a mixture of curiosity and confusion.“Why are you here again?” the woman asked, holding her husband’s hand. “We already told her that we couldn’t donate our daughter’s organs,” she continued, her voice tinged with sadness. The husband squeezed her hand reassuringly and replied, “We understand that our wife needs the transplant, but we can’t bear the thought of parting with our daughter’s organs. We hope you can find another solution for her.”“She is on life support,” I replied, trying to convey the urgency of the situation. “We are running out of time,” I added, hoping they would reconsider their decision. “I know that for your daughter, it was a precious gift. It’s hard for any parent to make this decision.” I said it with empathy. “I am also the father of a girl, and I know how difficult this must be for you. But with your one yes, you can potentially save multiple lives and give others