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Louie looked at her like a cornered animal.She knew that’s what he thought of her, that she was nothing more than a bloody animal without intelligence and in trouble.The woman knew that all her problems were caused by him.Louie watched Rosalie’s anxious expression, her gaze faltered for a few moments and he knew she was close to her limit.He took a few more steps, and was pleased when she did not recoil, slowly he decreased the distance between them, when they were centimeters from each other, he slowly pulled the object from her hand.The woman did not resist, and kept her gaze fixed on him." Everything will be easy, no one will question you. The simple life you led with Duncan you can have with me, I will be as he was."His voice was soft, almost purring.He tried openly to seduce her, to wrap her in his mortal web.The man raised his hand slowly, and stroked with his fingertips the face of Rosalie, who remained impassive." Just say yes. And it’s all over. Obey me, and your li
Louie got into his expensive car and drove to the penthouse of Bresson.Some days had passed since her confrontation with Rosalie, her words still burning in her mind.His look of disdain made his blood warm in his veins.How dare she despise him like that? She was just a woman, what chance do you think she had in the business world?While driving he heard his words again, making him appear inferior to Duncan.He squeezed the steering wheel hard, and gnawed his teeth, watched as the knots of his fingers turned white as her voice repeated in his mind.He parked in front of the Bresson building, when he crossed the lobby looked at his watch.I expected all the directors I had summoned were waiting for him.Louie was received by one of Bresson’s employees, and when he was taken to the living room he was pleased with what he saw.All the directors who despised Rosalie Valois were present, all sharing a drink.He started the meeting.That meeting would change the course of things, and if h
Mansion Dos Valois. A few days later, Angelika walked cautiously down the hall.He knew well that Bastien was awake, he spent late hours watching movies in his room. Since the death of his father, he ended up more isolated.When Angelika reached the door of her room, she was able to hear a sound that surprised her greatly.His heart pressed into his chest, and he soon felt a lump in his throat, his nose beginning to itch, his eyes burning.It seemed almost impossible to contain that, that cry stuck in his chest, but he had to remain calm.She didn’t knock, she just turned the handle, and as she imagined it was unlocked.When his gaze met that of Bastien, he had no reaction.On the giant TV was playing a movie that she knew well."Come on Bastien, kick it to Dad" said the father several years younger in the video.He wore a green T-shirt and white cap, while encouraging Bastien to play football.The boy was only seven at the time, and obeyed his father.Duncan was in the goal he had ma
Duncan walked back and forth in Lecomte’s office.Although there were no more traces of blood on his body, the blood of those men still marked him.And he would always score, but he couldn’t regret what he did.He turned on the TV to watch the latest news, and as you imagined, there was none.But it was not about his murder that he was making him walk from side to side, but the request he had made to one of his employees.The waiter knocks, and Duncan sends him in." Did you get it?"The man nods, and opens the door giving room for another man to enter, he wore a cap and Duncan guided him to his computer.Thanks to that hacker, you’d get access to your hidden cameras in your old office. That way, you’d be able to observe Rosalie.***************Rosalie looked at the result of parts sales in those weeks after taking over the company.She couldn’t believe that.It had drastically plummeted its sales, and would soon descend from the world ranking as the leader in sales.She looked again
Rosalie glanced indignantly at the door of her office, while less than half of the directors she summoned to the meeting appeared.When she saw that not even Louie attended, she wanted to sink her head into the earth, those men did not respect her at all.She started the meeting by showing how sales had fallen.Of course the directors blamed her for it, and two of them stood by her side.Rosalie ended the meeting with no solution to the problem, they acted as if she was the only one to blame for what was happening.She went home and prepared psychologically for the meeting with the shareholders.Three days later, I’m afraid.She looked at the faces of the shareholders, while each of them stood up without saying a word to her. However, her expressions told her everything."I will solve this, gentlemen. It is a crisis that I am taking seriously, and I will do everything to solve." He assured them.As they walked to the door, one of them stopped and looked at her:"Don’t make promises yo
A few days later Rosalie leafed through some documents, when one of the directors entered her room." Why weren’t we informed that the Lecomte Group has made proposals to buy shares of the Empire Group? Can’t you see they want to surround us? All our customers are signing contracts with them, want to leave us vulnerable, to take control!" The Chief of Operations shouted.Rosalie lifted her gaze from her papers, and stared at the man in a suit.His face was red, his fists clenched.Just behind him appeared other directors, and began to ask questions about that situation." I’ve been trying for days, gentlemen, to get you to attend a council meeting, but you refuse to see me as your superior. You ignore me."" That’s not the issue here, Mrs. Valois." The Marketing Director rebuffed.She rose from her chair and walked to those men." We need a solution, or the Empire Group could keep falling."Rosalie looked at those men, and before she could say anything, Louie walked through the door.
Although the woman was alone with him, she did not flinch.Instead, she approached him.Looking into his eyes he said:" I don’t fear snakes, I disgust them."She saw in his gaze for a few seconds the anger glow, and knew he was about to explode.Rosalie stepped back a few steps and saw Louie knock down a mini-statue arranged a few inches from him.The woman did not tremble at the shock of the object being broken when touching the floor.Louie liked to intimidate her.The man walked towards him and seemed to come out of his impassive pose, his voice completely changing." Why do you want this life? You were never interested in business when my brother was alive, so I ask again, why?"Her voice was low, and her eyes demanded an answer, instead of giving her an answer, she asked her another question." Why? " He looked at her and frowned, his gaze was confused. "Why do you want everything that was his?"He sighed, and she saw his gaze harden further, then fell on her lips and she stepp
Louie was struck by those words, which he thought foolish and cruel.He shortened the distance between the two, and spoke the following words:" You are on a dangerous path, and you will fail without me."" Just go away, and watch me win."Louie withdrew from her office and Rosalie sat in her presidency chair.Seconds after being left alone she had a crying fit that lasted a few minutes.Rosalie looked at Duncan’s portrait on the wall, and realized she needed to be strong.The woman began working to find a way to leverage the company’s parts sales by talking on the phone with several companies hoping to get support, but was unsuccessful.Hours later her secretary knocked on the door and Rosalie let her in." I didn’t want to interrupt, but a motoboy left this letter here, addressed to you."Rosalie waved for her to approach, and Eleanor left the letter in her hands and withdrew:The woman looked at the letter and saw that there was no name of the sender, only for whom it was intended.
He lightly touched Rosalie’s face, and although she knew he felt guilty for what he had said, she had perfectly understood his feeling. Her fingers glided gently through her skin, tracing the outline of her cheeks, as if to erase all the words spoken under the weight of despair. Their looks met, revealing a deep and unbreakable connection forged in the trials they have faced together over the years.Rosalie, in turn, relived in her mind the moments when she felt alone and powerless, when Duncan walked away. Although she was a devoted mother, with children who depended on her, these moments of solitude had made her feel an inner weakness, a sense of emptiness that seemed to have no purpose. She had fought with determination, but could not deny the emotional scars that those separations had left.The woman looked at him for a few more seconds, her eyes reflecting a mixture of feelings. The words were about to flow from her lips, laden with meaning and forgiveness, when she finally said,
At that terrible moment, Duncan experienced a mind-blowing pain, an agony that seemed to transcend the limits of human understanding itself. The brutal impact against the wall was like an avalanche of suffering, a devastating force that stole his breath instantly. Even as his lungs struggled for air, his breath was denied, drowning him in a distressing silence.Yet amid the raging sea of overwhelming sensations, his only lingering thought was the distressing emptiness of his hands. In his mind, he relived the moment when he desperately tried to lift them towards Rose, a desperate attempt to protect her, to take part in the impact of the impending explosion and the dangerously approaching wall. But fate, capricious and ruthless, threw him towards the wall in a split second, separating him from the woman he loved. While his blurred vision and the world revolved around him, the only image left was that of his now empty and powerless hands.The reality that surrounded him was a nightmare
He could perceive in Rosalie’s gaze a mixture of emotions, including trauma and regret, and understood that the emotional scars of what had happened were deep. However, he did not allow himself to feel regret for his choices, for they had led them to that crucial moment in their lives.He watched closely as Rosalie averted her gaze to her own hands, as if to avoid facing him directly. It was in this gesture that he recognized a sign that she was dealing with internal issues, issues that had arisen since he had made decisions he had never imagined making.There was a darkness that had seeped into his soul, something he had faced along a tortuous journey full of dangers. He felt like someone sailing in a black sea, fighting terrifying and monstrous creatures, and now he understood that, in a way, he had become one of them. The choices he had made had taken their toll, and he could not turn back.When the woman looked at her own hands, he knew that Rosalie was avoiding facing him. She di
Rosalie saw everything around her happen so slowly that for a moment she believed she was the one getting shot. The scene unfolded before his eyes like a slow motion movie, and the feeling of imminent farewell hovered in the air.It was her from that world, and all she could think of was that it was just that her last vision was the face of the man she loved so hard. His heart seemed frozen in his chest as he faced what seemed to be the imminent end. She only regretted not being able to see the faces of the children one last time, but in those circumstances, it was a gift that they were not there, sparing them this scene of violence and danger.Then she fell back, her body being pulled by Louie, and they both hit hard against the cold, hard ground. The pain of his impact was like a shock to his body, but the adrenaline still pumped hard into his veins.Rosalie still felt Louie’s hands on her, her presence dominating her field of vision, and only when she heard Duncan’s voice did she r
Duncan’s gaze was red, and his body was filled with adrenaline when the man’s inert body fell noisily to the ground, flooding him with deep relief. Finally, the man who had orchestrated his death was now lifeless, his nefarious plan completely frustrated. However, this bitter victory was obscured by the anguish he felt over the uncertainty of Rosalie’s whereabouts.The news that she was no longer present at Victor’s house tore him apart, but Duncan was unwilling to surrender to hopelessness. The distant sound of gunfire echoed once again from the ground floor, indicating that the men loyal to Victor still resisted, as persistent obstacles in their path. Determined to rescue his beloved, he turned and went out into the corridor, accompanied by his loyal companions. Duncan kept his weapon firmly in hand, ready to face any obstacle in his path.When they reached the middle of the corridor, they were surprised by men loyal to Victor, and chaos broke out again, with shots being exchanged f
Rosalie was dragged with brutality to a room that looked more like a prison, where a constant coming and going of women came and went, as if they were participating in a sinister ritual. The environment, although spacious, conveyed a sense of oppression. The light walls, although beautiful, seemed to close on it, making the space even more claustrophobic. In the center of the room, a majestic canopy bed dominated the scene, and a large, luxurious mirror, reflecting the agony in Rosalie’s eyes, adorned one of the walls.In the corner of the room, strategically positioned as a sinister trophy, was a long wedding dress, a masterpiece of pure silk. The bust of the dress was precisely carved, a straight cut that unfolded elegantly in a long tail, which flowed like a river of satin.Rosalie needed no explanation to understand what was happening to her at that distressing time. While one of the women, with agile and ruthless hands, pulled her hair in attempts to create a hairstyle worthy of
Victor stared at his wife with a mixture of curiosity and disdain. The last time I saw her, she was trapped, inert in a bed, unable to offer any resistance. Now, here she was, standing, determined to escape her grasp. Victor stood in front of a small table, pouring himself a glass of wine, when the woman surprised him by entering his room unceremoniously.With tranquility, he continued to pour the red liquid into his glass, lifted it to his lips and drank, enjoying the sensation of the wine sliding down his throat.— I can’t say I’m surprised to see you here. Louie is notoriously incompetent when it comes to you - Victor uttered with a touch of cynicism. Rosalie, in turn, remained haughty, not yielding to the pressure that the situation imposed.— What is the purpose behind your kidnapping? After all, what use can I have for you now? Duncan will chase you to the ends of the earth to rescue me.A mocking smile danced on Victor’s lips.— Your suggestion is that I give it to him, so that
When the plane finally landed, Rosalie felt the weight of uncertainty on her shoulders. He was now in a foreign country, far from his homeland, and was unsure if Duncan had been able to track the plane’s path. The sense of helplessness consumed her, and she wondered what Victor planned for her destiny.Louie, the dark accomplice who had dragged her into this nightmare, held her by the arm, a continual reminder of the violence hanging over her. The image of the shot echoing in the aircraft and the woman falling inertly remained vivid in his mind. That woman had paid the ultimate price for being connected to Rosalie, and that responsibility weighed on her shoulders.With a glimmer of hope, Rosalie looked at the landing site, considering the possibility of sending a distress signal to anyone who could help her. However, before she could even formulate a strategy, Victor stood before her, holding her by the chin with a force that made her face him.His gaze was icy, and his words were a t
Duncan looked at his son with a mixture of gratitude and determination, lessening the distance that separated them. Bastien responded to his father’s gesture with a warm embrace, conveying support and confidence.- I will bring her back - Duncan said in a firm voice, his promise echoing with determination.Bastien, before releasing him, whispered in an emotional voice:- Come back to us too.Duncan nodded, understanding the importance of this mutual promise, and walked down the corridor outwards. His car was waiting, and at that moment, he dismissed his driver. He wanted to drive to the airport, feel the steering wheel in his hands as he made his way towards Tokyo.Duncan’s men were ready, in other cars just behind him, prepared to follow him on his rescue mission. He felt the engine gently purr to life and, with a twist in the ignition, left with determination.Duncan had anticipated the situation and had already booked a flight to Tokyo. His heart pounded with anxiety as he headed t