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The Unwanted Wife The search
The following week was a blur for Izzy. She buried herself in her studies, pushing through lectures and assignments with a determination fueled by both fear and a stubborn refusal to let Ace, or whoever was pretending to be him, ruin her life again. She hadn’t heard back from D since his last message, but knowing that someone out there was looking out for her, even from the shadows, gave her a sliver of hope.As the days passed, the tension in her shoulders eased a bit, though the anxiety never completely left her. She found herself glancing over her shoulder more often than she cared to admit, half-expecting to see Ace lurking in the corners of her vision. But he was never there, and the campus remained a safe haven, at least on the surface.Lena had noticed Izzy’s distant behavior but didn’t press her for details. Instead, she provided the comfort of normalcy, dragging Izzy to study sessions and inviting her to lunch with friends. They didn’t talk about Ace or the strange messages,
The Unwanted Wife The truth
Izzy had been back at college for a few months, juggling her coursework with the persistent dread of Ace’s threats. One evening, feeling unusually anxious and on edge, she decided to clear her head. She took a walk to a nearby café she hadn’t visited before, hoping the change of scenery might help. As she wandered, she passed a warehouse that had recently been transformed into an upscale lounge. The sign out front read “Blakk’s.” Despite her unease, she was drawn to the place out of curiosity.As she neared the entrance, she noticed an unexpected commotion. The loud noises, a mixture of shouting and grunts, pierced through the thin walls of the warehouse. The sound was alarming, but her curiosity got the better of her. She edged closer, careful to avoid making noise.Peeking through a slightly ajar door, Izzy’s heart sank as she saw a horrifying scene. A man was being beaten severely by a group of men, the violence methodical and brutal. The attacker’s faces were partially obscured, b
The Unwanted Wife Intensity
Izzy had become hyper-aware of her surroundings since that night with Logan and his men. Everywhere she went, she found herself glancing over her shoulder, her heart quickening at the slightest sound. It was as if her entire world had shifted, the shadows that once held no meaning now seemed to hide potential dangers. The fear had seeped into her daily life, and no matter how much she tried to shake it off, it lingered like a dark cloud. Her friends had noticed the change. Lena, especially, had questioned her about it. "You seem...jumpy," she had said one day, her eyes narrowing with concern. "What's going on, Izzy? You've been acting strange ever since you came back to school." Izzy had brushed it off, offering a weak smile. "I'm fine, Lena. Just stressed with school and everything, you know?" But the excuse didn’t satisfy her friends or her parents, who had also picked up on her unease. "Isabella," her mother had said in that soft, probing tone she used when she knew something wa
The Unwanted Wife Betrayal
Izzy's phone buzzed with a new message, and she hesitated for a moment before picking it up. It was from D, the mysterious figure who had been helping her find her sister. But this message was different. It wasn’t the usual cryptic warning or vague instruction—it was a direct request. "I have something for you. We need to meet. I’ll send the address. – D." Izzy’s brows furrowed in confusion. D had never asked to meet before. Their communication had always been through messages, sporadic and shrouded in mystery. But despite the uneasy feeling gnawing at her, she knew she had to go. This was about her sister. Whatever D had could be crucial. Soon after, another message appeared with an address. As she punched it into her phone’s GPS, Izzy realized it led to one of the city’s most upscale neighborhoods, a place she’d only heard about in passing. Her anxiety spiked, but she steeled herself. She needed answers. The drive through the fancy neighborhood felt surreal. The streets were lin
The Unwanted Wife Electrifying
Izzy stood in the study, her emotions a whirlwind of confusion, anger, and sadness. Logan’s revelation about her sister and Ace felt like a dagger in her heart, twisting with every heartbeat. Her mind was racing, trying to make sense of everything she had just learned. She looked around the room, taking in the lavish surroundings. The mansion was immaculate, every piece of furniture and artwork meticulously placed. It was the kind of wealth she had only ever seen in movies, and yet here Logan was, living it. It reminded her of the other house—the one she had seen him in the last time they met, the night she discovered just how dangerous he really was. “How many houses do you have?” Izzy asked suddenly, her voice cutting through the tense silence. Logan raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by the question. “Why do you want to know?” he asked, his tone guarded. Izzy shrugged, though her curiosity was genuine. “I’ve seen you in another house before. The night we... collided. It was y
The Unwanted Wife When darkness finds light
Izzy stepped into the party, her mind still spinning from the whirlwind of emotions she had been battling all week. Betrayal. Rage. Confusion. She couldn't stop thinking about her sister—how could she have done that? How could she have betrayed her, slept with Ace, smiled in those photos like nothing was wrong? And then there was Logan—his kiss, the dangerous electricity between them that she couldn’t seem to shake. The thought of Logan stirred something inside her she didn’t want to feel. He was dangerous, cold, and yet somehow, when he touched her, she felt more alive than she ever had. She hated that she couldn't stop thinking about him. After all the abuse she endured from Ace, her heart shouldn’t be thinking of another man, especially not someone like Logan.“Enough of that,” she muttered under her breath, forcing herself to push thoughts of him away. Tonight was supposed to be about letting go and she is going to let go. Her friends had practically dragged her here, insisting s
The Unwanted Wife The Morning after
Izzy woke with a start, her eyes fluttering open to an unfamiliar room bathed in soft morning light. She blinked a few times, trying to make sense of where she was. The bed beneath her was large, luxurious, and far too comfortable to be her own. As she attempted to sit up, a sharp pain shot through her temples, forcing her to groan and lay her head back down on the pillow.Her mind was foggy, the events of the previous night a blur. She closed her eyes, trying to piece together what had happened. There had been a party… her friends… dancing… then the guy—her body tensed at the memory of him, his hands on her, pulling her into that room. Tears welled up in her eyes as the details came flooding back, a sickening knot forming in her stomach as she remembered what he had tried to do. And then, Logan. He had come for her. Saved her.Logan.The thought of him made her heart pound in a way she didn’t want to acknowledge. She remembered how safe she had felt in his arms, the way her fear had
The Unwanted Wife Confrontations and Resolutions
Izzy descended the stairs, her head still throbbing from the events of last night. As she reached the lower level, she found Logan in the foyer, engaged in conversation with a group of well-dressed men. Their gazes fell on her immediately, and she felt a rush of discomfort under their scrutiny. One of the men, a tall figure with slicked-back hair and a designer suit, eyed her with a smirk. “Well, look who’s up,” he said, his tone condescending. “Feeling better, I hope?”Another man, stockier with a grizzled face, looked her up and down with a smirk. “She doesn’t look too great. Seems like she had quite a night.”A third man, with a neatly trimmed beard and a cocky attitude, leaned in and whispered to his companions, “Did you see the way she was dressed last night? Talk about making an impression.”Izzy felt her face flush with embarrassment. She wanted to retreat, but Logan’s presence was a stern reminder that there was nowhere to hide.Logan’s expression darkened as he noticed their
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