Victor strode into the house, loosening his tie with a sigh, his mind preoccupied with the usual haze of work. As he passed through the dimly lit hallway, he noticed one of the maids, Maria, sitting with Daisy at the kitchen table. Daisy’s small frame was hunched over a bowl of cereal, her eyes w
"Damn it!" he growled, pulling the phone away and glaring at the screen as if it could somehow give him answers. His mind was racing, bouncing between anger and paranoia. "She dare not report me to my mother!" he hissed under his breath, his fists clenching at his sides. “If she does…” He felt his
Victor smiled warmly, setting his fork down and turning to her. “Come here, sweetheart.” He gently lifted her from her seat and into his lap, holding her close for a moment. “You’ve had a busy day, haven’t you?” Daisy nodded lazily, her eyes half-closed. “Mhm… I’m really sleepy…” Victor kissed her
The creak of the door sent a chill down Victor’s spine, his hand freezing mid-motion as the sound echoed through the room. His heart, which had been hammering for one reason moments before, now pounded for another. Maria's breath hitched, her eyes wide with sudden realization as she pulled back, t
Victor stiffened, glancing nervously between the two women. The weight of Evelyn’s accusation hung thick in the air, and Maria, visibly flustered, was clearly caught off guard. Evelyn didn’t wait for an answer. Her eyes narrowed, scanning Maria up and down like a predator circling its prey. "And wh
Racheal stood in front of the mirror. The dress she had chosen—a sleek, form-fitting black gown—clung to her like a second skin, accentuating her curves with an understated elegance. She fastened a delicate necklace around her neck, its thin chain catching the light as she adjusted it in place, a
There was a long, drawn-out sigh on the other end of the line, the sound of Uncle Clark wrestling with his emotions. When he spoke again, his voice was laced with anger, though it was clear he was trying to remain calm. “I don’t like the idea of him being anywhere near you or Jamal,” he said firmly
Evelyn’s hand paused mid-brushstroke, her mascara wand hovering just above her lashes as she turned her head slightly to meet his gaze in the mirror. Her perfectly arched brow lifted in disbelief, the corners of her mouth twitching with irritation. The soft lighting highlighted the shimmer of her
The chapel’s heavy wooden doors creaked open, revealing Uncle Clark standing with a quiet strength. His arm was steady as he offered it to Rachel, his aged eyes glistening with emotion. His smile, both proud and bittersweet, told her everything: he had seen her rise from the ashes of a life that nea
Weeks turned into months, and Rachel’s life found a rhythm of stillness that felt almost dreamlike. The relentless storm Victor had left behind seemed to dissipate into an eerie quiet. The police had pursued every possible lead, scouring for any trace of him. They combed through his history, retra
Weeks turned into months, and Rachel’s life found a rhythm of stillness that felt almost dreamlike. The relentless storm Victor had left behind seemed to dissipate into an eerie quiet. The police had pursued every possible lead, scouring for any trace of him. They combed through his history, retra
“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