Victor stepped through the front door as quietly as he could, the chill of the night still clinging to his skin. The house was dark, silent, and still — just the way he hoped it would be. The soft tick of the grandfather clock echoed in the hallway, reminding him how late it truly was. His stomac
Before he could respond, she stormed toward him, grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking it aside. "What’s this, then, Victor?” she spat, pointing at the dark bruise on his neck, her finger shaking with rage. “What’s this *hickey* doing here?" Victor's heart sank, and panic spread through him
But Evelyn wasn’t finished. "You think you can just come home reeking of sex and alcohol, confess that you’ve been meeting with your *ex-wife* and some son I never knew about, and everything will be fine?" Her voice was rising again, disbelief flooding her every word. "*You have a son, Victor.* A
The next morning, Rachael found herself lost in thought, unable to shake the events of the previous night. Her fingers moved absentmindedly through her son Jamal's curly hair as he sat at the kitchen table, finishing his breakfast. The memory of Damian’s kiss, the way his touch ignited something
“I know Damian’s not your real dad, but he cares about you a lot. And being a family isn’t always about blood—it’s about who’s there for you, who loves you, and who makes you feel safe. And Damian does all of those things, doesn’t he?” Jamal nodded slowly, though he still looked unsure. “Yeah, I gu
Jamal smiled up at her, but there was still a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. She knew the conversation earlier about the bullies had shaken him, and it weighed heavily on her heart as they made their way to the car. The drive to school was quiet, the usual morning banter between them absent. Rach
As Rachael pulled out of the school palrking lot and onto the main road, her mind was already shifting gears. Today was a big day. She had a crucial meeting at HarperTech, a deal that could solidify her company’s place in the market for years to come. Rachael had spent months preparing for this
“No worries,” Rachael said smoothly, keeping her voice calm. “Just show me where I need to go.” The receptionist nodded quickly, practically tripping over herself as she gestured for Rachael to follow. “Right this way, Ms. Morgan. Again, I’m so sorry for the delay. Mr. Matthew will be thrilled to
“You really thought you could outrun me, Victor?” Romano’s voice was low, smooth, and filled with a venomous calm that sent chills down the spines of his men flanking him. He took a measured step forward, the sound of his polished shoes striking the pavement echoing like a countdown. “Disappointing.
Trigger Warning: Violence Act The city was a pressure cooker, and Dante could feel it ready to blow. “Where the hell is Victor?” he barked, his voice sharp enough to cut through the stale air in the car. His fingers clenched the steering wheel, knuckles drained of color, veins pulsing angrily. Swea
"You must take me with you!" Victor scoffed, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he pulled out his gun, aiming it directly at her forehead. “You’re delusional, Evelyn. Do you really think you’re worth anything to me? Say goodbye, Evelyn.” He cocked the gun, his voice dropping to a chillin
*Trigger Warning: Dark Themes, Violence** “Time to get Victor out of there.” The words rolled off his tongue, low and menacing. A dark-skinned man, his muscles taut beneath a fitted black shirt, adjusted the loaded pistol with practiced ease, slipping it into the waistband of his jeans. He sniff
Is everything alright?” the doctor began, his tone gentle, but the words died in his throat as his gaze landed on the bed. Jamal—who had been motionless, unresponsive for what felt like an eternity—was no longer lying still. He was sitting up, his movements slow and unsteady, but unmistakably alive
They say miracles happen to those who believe, but Rachel had repeated that mantra to herself so many times that the words had lost their weight, becoming hollow whispers in the dark. Nights stretched into weeks, weeks into months, as she sat by Jamal's bedside, her heart heavy with a despair she da
Rachel stood frozen in the doorway of the hospital room, her breath hitching as her eyes locked on the small, fragile figure lying on the bed. The machines around him beeped steadily, their cold, mechanical sounds a stark contrast to the warmth she so desperately wanted to feel in this moment. Her h
Unknown Men POV The room was dim, lit only by the amber glow of a desk lamp and the flickering shadows of the cigar smoke curling through the air. The boss sat reclined in his leather chair, his tailored suit flawless even in the muted light. The thick cigar between his fingers smoldered as he took
Racheal’s lawyer stood with a smirk on her face, the weight of victory hanging in the air. She turned to the courtroom, her gaze sharp as she addressed the defense. “As you have all heard, the truth has come straight from the horse’s mouth. Do you have anything to say in defense of your clients?”