Marie came to Chloe's room with breakfast in a food trolley. Chloe was sitting on the sofa leisurely, wondering about Andrew. "Mam, how are you?" Marie asked while arranging the breakfast on the table. Chloe smiled at her. "My ankle is better now," she answered politely. "No, I'm not asking about your ankle." Chloe narrowed her brows bemusedly and asked, "Then what?" "Actually, last night I saw you when the boss was kissing the girl." As Marie mentioned last night's incident, Chloe recalled the moment, knitting her brows and clenching her fist in anger. "Andrew is not my boyfriend, so he can sleep with anybody. It doesn't matter to me." She composed herself and replied blankly, though deep inside she was badly hurt. Marie just gave her a nod and walked out of the room. "It really doesn't matter to me," Chloe said to herself now, staring at the mirror with a serious look on her face. "Now it's time to have some fun with Mr. Handsome." She smiled and picked up her phone. Chloe:
Chloe was sitting in the hospital room on the sofa. Her Aunt was still unconscious, lying on the bed. She stared at Zia, her eyes filled with guilt. She was devoured by remorse because her Aunt had suffered due to her actions. She couldn't believe that Andrew did this to Zia just to show her that he was evil. She felt like killing him. She was hurt and angry at the same time. When he had told her she would regret it, she hadn't believe him, but now she was really regretting it because her Aunt was lying in a hospital bed. After some time, Zia regained consciousness. Chloe was now sitting beside her, looking at her with eyes full of remorse. "I'm sorry, Aunt, that you had to face all this because of me," she apologized, genuinely guilty. "It's okay, Chloe." Zia placed her hand on Chloe's face. "You didn't know who he was. I'm glad that we both are fine." "Aunt, I'll take revenge for what he did to you," Chloe said, her eyes glinting with anger. "No, Chloe. He is very powerful. You
As Chloe recalled what he did to her Aunt, she turned around and pushed him away in fury. "Why did you hurt my Aunt, you monster?" She barked at him, and he gave her a surly look. "Because I'm the Devil." He stated, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Does the Devil keep a girl with him to protect her?" She asked, gazing at him intensely, shutting his mouth. A goofy grin flashed on her face. He ignored her question and asked her in a stern tone, "Are you coming with me or not?" "In your dreams, Devil." She bristled at his rudeness and averted her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. "Now don't blame me for this." He warned, walking closer to her while unbuckling his belt. His intense gaze was glued on her, making her weak at the knees. His intense gaze had such a profound and magical effect on her that she couldn't ignore it. He pulled the belt out of the loops by holding the buckle and swiftly turned her around. He grasped both her hands behind her back and fastened her wrists with
"What happened to you?" He cupped her face, his apprehension clear. He didn't understand how to console her because he had never handled anyone in this type of condition. He wanted to calm her down at any cost because, for some reason, he couldn't bear to see her like this. She opened her mouth to speak, but her lips quivered terribly. It was difficult for her to utter even a single word. Her condition worsened with each passing second. He closed his eyes dejectedly. The next moment, he just pulled her trembling body into his strong, warm arms, burying her face in his chest. "Relax. Calm down. I'm with you, Chloe," he whispered, one hand constantly rubbing her back and the other caressing her hair. He was trying to calm her down with his soothing words. He did what his heart told him to do, and for the first time, he listened to his heart. Within a few minutes, she stopped trembling, and her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal. She felt snug and safe in his warm embrace. Thos
"You know why Boss kidnapped and tortured your aunt?" Marie asked Chloe as she arranged dinner on the table for her. Chloe looked at her and replied instantly with anger, "To show me that he's evil. I really hate him for doing that. How could he bring my aunt into this?" "No, you're wrong." Chloe narrowed her brows in confusion and asked, "What do you mean?" "Boss did this because he wanted to keep you away from him. He thinks he's dangerous for you," Marie explained. "I don't care about the reason. The fact is that he tortured my aunt for no fault of her own. I'm not going to stay with him. I'll run away," Chloe declared, boiling in anger. "Your aunt was also involved in this plan. I saw them talking to each other," Marie revealed, causing Chloe's eyes to widen in shock. "What! It means he didn't torture my aunt, it was all fake?" she asked, staring at her in utter disbelief. Marie nodded. "Yes, they did this for your safety. Boss cares for you. You are special to him. Please,
Andrew hurriedly pushed Chloe away without caring about his life, and luckily, the bullet just grazed his arm. Chloe's eyes widened in shock, and she screamed, "Andrew!" Then her eyes fell on the shooter who was still pointing the gun at her. She glared at him, hastily picked up a stone, and hurled it at him. The stone hit his forehead, rendering him unconscious. His men dashed into the garden after hearing the gunshots. People were screaming and scurrying out of the garden to save their lives. Chloe rushed to Andrew. He swiftly grasped her arm and made her stand behind him before firing at the goons who were about to attack her. He protected her again. She stood behind him, anxiously staring at the injured arm, with blood oozing from it. His men also started firing at the goons. Andrew grasped Chloe's hand and led her behind a pillar, shooting at the goons. "Take her to a safe place. I'm coming," he instructed one of his men as they stood behind the pillar. She frowned at And
"Boss, they have reached here as well. You should leave with Chloe through the back door. I'll handle them. A car is waiting at the back of the house," Mike informed Andrew as gunshots rang out from outside. Andrew and Chloe exchanged a worried glance. Andrew nodded at Mike and clasped Chloe's hand. "Let's go, Chloe." He led her out of the house and strode to the black Mercedes. He opened the door for her. "No, you sit first. I can't let you make the same mistake again," she insisted, and he rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine." He hastily settled into the back seat, knowing there was no time for argument. A smile of victory spread across her face and she sat beside him. The driver started the car engine as soon as Chloe shut the door. The car sped off, its tyres screeching. "Shit, they're following us," Andrew said after glancing behind. "Who are they?" Chloe asked, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "They are my enemies, and because of that photo, they are after you," he explained, an
Chloe mistakenly placed her hand on Andrew's wounded arm, and he hissed in pain. "I'm sorry." She apologised, coming back to her senses, and then she moved away from him. "It's okay," he responded, and she sat beside him. They both thought about their accidental kiss and how they felt when their lips met. Now, they were craving more, finding it hard to resist each other. Andrew took out his phone to call Mike. "Shit, there's no network. How will I contact Mike now?" he muttered in frustration, sliding the phone back into his pocket. "Wow, thank you so much, God. Now I can spend more time in this dense forest with Mr. Handsome." As Chloe thought, a goofy smile flashed on her face. After a few minutes of silence, Chloe spoke up, "Mr. Handsome." He instantly turned his head toward her. "What?" he raised his brows. "I'm feeling sleepy. Could I rest my head on your shoulder?" She asked, and he slightly nodded his head in response. Her eyes shone, and she placed her head on his shou
After mourning her aunt's death, Chloe fainted into Andrew's arms. "Hey, Sunshine." He patted her cheek, anxious. He draped his blazer over her and hurriedly carried her to the bed before calling the doctor. Sitting beside her, he entwined his hand with hers. "I wish I could have fixed everything in time. I'm so sorry for your loss, Sunshine," he whispered, tears welling up as he gazed at her pale face before pressing his lips on her hand. In no time, the doctor arrived. She examined Chloe and did some tests while Andrew sat there, silently shedding tears, holding Chloe's hand close to his heart. "Sir, she's pregnant," the doctor said, giving him the unexpected news. He stared at her in surprise and disbelief. "Really?" He asked, his voice laced with astonishment. Fresh tears rolled down his cheeks, and a smile appeared on his face, almost automatically. The doctor nodded. "She fainted because she's weak and will need extra care." Andrew nodded, smiling broadly at Chloe. After
Andrew's phone beeped, and he hastily pulled it out of his jeans pocket, his heart pounding as he stared at the lock screen. A notification from Mike flashed, and Andrew prayed for good news. He couldn't bear this torture any longer. The agony of watching that bastard hurt his Sunshine was eating him alive. As he read the message, his eyes lit up, and a smirk spread across his face. Chloe and Dan stared at him, confused. Mike: We found Zia. He tossed the phone onto the bed and looked at Dan, his expression darkening. With a cold determination, he started loosening his belt. "I'm ready to hurt," he growled, pulling the belt free from his jeans and shouting, "You!" He lashed out at Dan with the belt, his rage taking over. Andrew didn't let Dan speak as he struck him repeatedly, venting all his fury. His voice roared with each strike. "You bastard, you hurt my Sunshine and you threatened the Mafia Boss. I trusted you all these years, and this is how you repay me? Now, I'll show you w
Andrew and Chloe were sitting with their foreheads touching outside the medical room. Dan was still unconscious, and they wished for him never to regain consciousness. They were silent, utterly lost in each other's presence, their eyes closed. There was sadness on their faces, knowing Dan could do anything to them. Yet, despite the distress, being together provided some solace. They were slightly relieved to be together. "Andrew, I want you to promise me something," Chloe said, breaking the silence, still with their foreheads joined. He opened his eyes and asked, "What?" She sighed deeply and placed her hand on his face. "I want you to do nothing until we find my aunt. You have to promise me you won't fight with that bastard, even if he hurts me in front of you." She was asking him to do something nearly impossible—promising not to protect his beloved. He shook his head. "No, this is impossible. I can't see him hurting you, Sunshine. He has already hurt you so much. You know how mu
Andrew broke the hug and cried even more, seeing Chloe's bruised face. She was also crying profusely, looking at him. He caressed her face before leaning down and placing tender kisses on every inch of her face. With each kiss, he wanted to take away all her pain. She felt immense relief with every touch. His kisses were like magic, slowly washing away all her pain and sorrow. His eyes fell on Dan, and uncontrollable anger surged within him. "You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" he roared, pointing the gun at Dan. "I thought you cared for me. You were like a father to me, and you did this behind my back to my Sunshine? How could you? I'll kill you." "If you kill me, you'll never find Zia," Dan smirked, despite his injuries, still not leaving his evilness. Andrew marched over and grabbed him by the collar. "I'll find her. You don't need to worry about that. Now, no one can save you from me. I'll show you what happens to someone who betrays Andrew Anderson and hurts his girlfriend.
As Dan walked out of the room, Andrew hastily called Mike. "Yes, Boss," Mike answered immediately. "Mike, send a few men to follow Chloe and protect her. She's just left the mansion. Also, come meet me in the secret room," Andrew ordered Mike as soon as he answered the call. "Understood, Boss." Andrew hung up and rushed toward the hidden room behind the bookshelf in his study. It was a place only he and Mike knew about. Moments later, Mike stepped into the secret room and found Andrew sitting in a chair, his head lowered, and eyes fixed on the floor in deep thought. "I trust you, Sunshine," Andrew muttered under his breath, lost in his thoughts. 'I know you're going through so much pain, but you're still standing strong. I can't believe Uncle Dan is truly evil. He was like a father to me. I thought he cared, but I was wrong. He only ever saw me as a tool for profit, nothing more. He made me the mafia boss just for his gain. If it were only about hurting me, maybe—just maybe—I
"Andrew, look at what she did to me. She's betraying you. She always tries to seduce me when you aren't around. When I warned her that I would tell you, she did this to me. She's a liar." Dan accused Chloe, pointing a finger at her. Chloe stood still, looking down, silent because of her Aunt—she was already suffering enough because of her. Yet deep inside, she hoped Andrew would have faith in their love. Today was the test of his love. If he failed, he would lose her forever. Andrew's eyes blazed with anger as he stared at her. He strode over to her, his voice stern. "Is what Dan says true?" "Ye-Yes," she stammered, clutching her hands, her eyes fixed on the floor. "Get out. Now." He roared at her in a fit of rage, causing her to flinch, and a devilish smile flashed on his face. She had thought he would trust her. But her heart shattered when he believed Dan over her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she ran from the room, covering her mouth to muffle her sobs. Outside, she became
She hastily climbed down from the bed and rushed to open the door, pushing all her pain aside. But before she could open it, Dan stopped her by grabbing her arm and covering her mouth from behind. "Don't even think about telling Andrew anything, or you know what I can do," he murmured in her ear. She glared at him over her shoulder, her eyes full of rage. "Sunshine, what's wrong? Please, tell me. I can't bear your silence." He was banging on the door, growing more restless and frantic. He felt lost without her, not understanding what had suddenly happened. "What did I do to make you so angry? Chloe, open the door and talk to me." She clenched her fists, squeezed her eyes shut, and cried, feeling so helpless. She wanted to tell him everything, but she couldn't—she had to save her Aunt first. "Sunshine, I love you. I know you love me too, and you're doing this because you're in trouble, something you can't tell me. Whatever it is, we'll figure it out together. Please, open the door.
Chloe was looking at the photos and videos of her and Andrew in her phone's gallery. She was smoking, as usual, to relieve her stress. She felt upset and helpless. She had been forced to hurt Andrew because of that fucking Dan. It hurt her deeply to cause Andrew pain. Her thoughts were interrupted when Andrew's message popped up on her phone's screen. Andrew: What happened to you all of a sudden, Sunshine? Why are you doing this? I know you're hiding something. She opened his message, and her eyes twinkled as an idea popped into her mind. "I can tell him about Dan over text if I move the phone away from the necklace." But before she could reply, she frowned as she received a message from Dan. She reluctantly opened it. Dan: I know Andrew just messaged you. Don't try to act smart and tell him everything. I have all your phone records. "Bloody bastard," she cursed after reading the message. Chloe: Fuck off, asshole. Dan: I'm warning you, stop abusing me. Chloe: Oh, I'm so scared
Dan woke up, snatched the gun from Chloe's hand, and tossed it into the corner of the room. He harshly twisted her arm behind her back, digging his nails into her skin. "You bitch, I don't think you understood my words. Now you will." He took out the knife from the fruit basket with his free hand. "I'm not scared of you, asshole." She barked at him, struggling to free herself from his tight grip. "You will be scared." He slid the knife into her black top from the front and pressed the sharp point against her stomach. She felt extreme pain but didn't scream. She squeezed her eyes shut and clenched her hands to endure the pain, determined not to show weakness in front of him. Dan was shocked because he expected her to scream and beg for forgiveness. He wasn't aware of Chloe's strength. Angry, he pressed on her wound harshly in fury after throwing the knife, wanting to see her cry and beg. But still, she didn't scream. She just endured his torture, squeezing her eyes and clenching h