Racheal settled into her study room, the soft hum of the computer filling the air as she clicked through her latest project. . She had just returned from dropping Jamal off at school, and the house was quiet, save for the faint sounds of birds chirping outside the window. Her coffee cup, still half
But the woman simply chuckled—a soft, eerie sound that seemed to slither through the phone, making Racheal's skin crawl. “You think this is a game?” The woman’s voice was almost a whisper now, dark and unsettling. “Oh, Racheal… this is far from a game. This is your only warning. If you don’t leave h
Her mind conjured images she didn’t want to see—Damian involved in something dangerous, maybe even violent. Was he part of some secret world she couldn’t even begin to understand? Was she in danger just by being with him? “No,” she muttered to herself, trying to shake off the fear. “This is ridicul
Victor turned as soon as he heard Evelyn's hesitant footsteps. His face broke into a wide, almost too perfect smile, the kind of smile that made her heart flutter once but now it sent shivers down her spine. “Look, baby,” Victor called out softly to Daisy, his voice laced with a sickening sweetnes
The words stung, but Evelyn forced herself to nod, biting back the tears that threatened to spill over. “I... I will. I promise” she whispered almost stammering, her voice barely audible. Victor’s gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, his smile growing colder, more calculating as he turned back
Damian sat at the head of the expansive boardroom table, a glass of untouched water in front of him, his sharp gaze flicking between the group of executives seated opposite him. The sun outside filtered through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the mahogany table, but Damian’s mind was
As the door clicked shut behind them, Damian stood there for a moment, staring at the empty room, his chest heaving with the force of his anger. The silence was deafening, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins. He turned toward the windows, running a hand through his hair, his reflection
Damian had one hand resting on the steering wheel, the other casually draped over Racheal’s knee, giving her reassuring squeezes every now and then. He glanced at her from time to time, his earlier frustrations melting further away with each passing minute. For the first time today, his shoulders d
Victor’s eyes darted around wildly, searching for any sign of mercy. But there was none. “You can’t… you can’t do this to me,” he choked out, but the officer just chuckled, straightening up. “Goodbye, Victor,” the police officer said, his tone filled with finality. “May you feel every second of wha
*Epilogue Of How Victor Died*** Victor’s vision was dimming, the sterile brightness of the hospital lights barely piercing through the fog clouding his mind. His chest heaved, each breath labored and shallow, but he refused to show fear, even as a sharp, unrelenting pain gripped his heart like a
Racheal's eyes widened, filled with horror and disbelief. She recoiled, instinctively clutching Anna closer to her chest. "No… no, you don’t mean…" Her voice trailed off, her mind racing to deny the awful truth. "Oh my God!" She staggered, pressing a hand against her mouth, her fingers trembling as
Damian took a slow, hesitant step forward, his gaze never wavering from her. His eyes were filled with a longing so intense it could have brought the stars to their knees. He reached out, his hand trembling as he brushed his fingertips against her cheek, his touch warm and achingly real, grounding
But Anna kept crying, her tiny voice piercing through the calm rhythm of the ocean waves, rattling Racheal’s nerves. She tried everything—bouncing, rocking, singing softly. Nothing eased the crying. Feeling defeated, she finally set Anna down on the sand, her heart heavy, only for the little girl
**A Year Later** He was gone. Two words. They carry the weight of a world collapsing, the brutal truth that life can end without warning, without mercy. Death is so final, so unforgiving. They say it’s a thief that steals more than just a heartbeat. It takes away laughter, shared secrets, future
Victor’s eyes gleamed with delight, an almost feral hunger as he watched Damian crumble. He tilted his head, studying Damian’s broken form with a twisted satisfaction. “Oh, Damian,” he purred, relishing each syllable. “Look at you… crawling, sobbing, like a dog begging for scraps. It’s delicious.
What’s the matter, Rachel? Suddenly shy? I said fucking strip bitch! Fucking strip you fucking slut!” he taunted, cocking his head with cruel amusement. “Or do you need another… reminder?” Her breath hitched, her eyes darting to the man Victor had just killed, the blood still pooling on the cold fl
Rachel’s heart seized, her chest tightening painfully. “No!” she gasped, her voice cracking, terror rushing through her veins as she tried to grab her son swiftly before victor got a hold of him. But before she could move, Victor’s hand shot out, grabbing Jamal’s arm in a crushing grip. Jamal strug