He stepped closer to me, grabbing my arm roughly. "I warned you, Hana." His voice was cold. "Now, you're in my world. There's no way out for you." # Hanna Harper is a fearless journalist determined to uncover the truth at all costs. When her latest assignment targets David Alexander Thomas, an enigmatic billionaire surrounded by whispers of corruption and evil, Hanna expects to find a monster. But David is more than he seems - a man caught in a web of secrets spun by the very people who should love him. Drawn into David's shadowy world, Hanna finds herself torn between her duty to uncover the truth and the man who has become her obsession. David hides a tortured past, a family legacy of deceit and control that has shaped him into the ruthless man he is today. As their relationship deepens, Hanna discovers the vulnerable man behind the darkness. However, as David's family turns their backs on him, the cost of his redemption mounts. Together, Hanna and David must confront a past that refuses to be buried, risking everything for love and freedom. In a story of betrayal, redemption, and an undeniable bond, Hanna must decide if David is worth saving-or if he will destroy them both?
Lihat lebih banyak“Hanna.”Someone called out to me just as I stepped out of the police station. Detective Harry. That stalking detective.“Excuse me? Hanna?”He caught his breath. His face was arranged in that formal expression he always used with me.“Yes, Hanna.”I frowned. First, he called me Mrs. Harper, then Hanna, then back to Mrs. Harper, and now Hanna again.What does he actually want?“Ms. Harper. Call me Ms. Harper,” I said firmly.“But we already agreed to use first names, didn’t we?”I crossed my arms, giving him a sharp look that wasn’t entirely serious.“Then what was that earlier in the room? What did you call me?”He sighed slowly. “That… was just professional, Hanna. I was doing my job. You know that.”I narrowed my eyes, as if weighing his answer.“Weird man,” I muttered, frownin
Detective Harry walked ahead of me, leading the way through each corridor of the building. Every room looked busy. Some officers were typing rapidly on their computers, while others were deep in heated debates about cases I couldn’t begin to guess.After a while, we reached a place at the far back of the building. Detective Harry stopped in front of a door labeled ‘Morgue.’A doctor guided us. As the door opened, the sharp scent of formalin immediately rushed out, stinging my nose and triggering a wave of discomfort. The room was cold, dim, and eerily quiet as if time itself had stopped inside. On the left side, metal drawers were lined up neatly, each one holding a tragic story now at its end.The doctor slowly walked over to one of the drawers and gently pulled it open. Inside lay a body covered by a white sheet. Detective Harry stared at it without blinking, his expression unreadable , somewhere between grief and determination.
The photocopy machine worked as it should. Sheets of paper were copied perfectly. Its humming sounded like the heartbeat of that office, pulsing steadily in the orderly silence. Documents came and went, faces passed by like shadows. I stood still, my eyes watching the stream of paper emerging one by one, as if searching for something more than just a duplicate.It had been two days since David last contacted me. Second by second, day by day, David and his case slowly faded. Strange people and hired killers slowly vanished from my world. I returned to my life, but my mind kept questioning things about David that things no one else knew.I had plenty of information, but no solid evidence about the children. Nothing. As if I had found nothing at all. And yet, I knew so much even about David and his life.Is this the pe
I still didn’t understand. After everything we’d been through, David just left me like that. Now, all the determination I had built to help him, to help that little girl lying in the hospital bed, as well as Daniel and Dr. John, felt like an empty hope something I would never be able to achieve.Was everything Dr. John said true? Was it really that hard to go up against Mr. Jimmy? Even Danielm David’s best friend couldn’t bring him down? Had I truly taken the wrong step? The wrong path? Had I failed to uncover the truth?Why did Dr. John’s painful words, followed by David’s indifference, feel like my entire world was collapsing? My heart burned. It hurt. I felt suffocated. My breath caught in my throat, something sharp pierced through my chest
That day, the hospital was quite busy. The sounds of medical equipment and conversations blended together. As I entered the hospital, my steps were firm and full of conviction as I walked toward the receptionist, who was busy moving one file after another.“Excuse me, I’m looking for Dr. Anderson.”The receptionist looked at her computer screen. “One moment, I’ll check his schedule.”I sighed. My gaze wandered in all directions, looking for any sign that Dr. John might be somewhere in the corridor. Finally, the receptionist spoke, “Dr. Anderson is currently in the operating room. He can be contacted once he's finished. Is there anything else I can help you with?”I swallowed. “Do you know around what time the surgery will be over?”“It could take two to three hours, depending on the procedure, ma’am.”I nodded, trying to calm myself. “Alright, I’ll wait
I stepped out of the room and headed straight to my desk. My hand moved quickly, grabbing my bag lying next to the chair. My heart was still pounding, my mind filled with the chaos that had just happened.Without delay, I unzipped the bag and dug through it, looking for my small phone—the one David had given me. But… nothing.My brows furrowed. I tried again, this time more frantically. My hand swept through everything inside, shifting around my wallet, pens, small notebook—everything was there, except that little phone.“Don’t panic,” I whispered softly.I opened the first drawer of the desk. Only a yellow folder filled with documents and a pack of gum. The second drawer was even emptier—just a stapler and a laptop charger. I s
With a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped inside. All eyes instantly turned to me.The moment I closed the door, everyone stood up. Applauding.“Congratulations!”Everyone clapped. Balloons floated up from under the tables, filling the room. On the monitor screen, a large message appeared:“Congratulations, Hanna.”The balloons floated to the ceiling, decorating it with cheerful colors. Some were star-shaped, others round, all moving slowly as if time itself was celebrating.I stood frozen for a moment. My eyes scanned the smiling faces—some holding back tears. Hands reached out to hug me. Amid the crowd, Mr. Bobby approached me.“We're proud of you,” he said, his smile warm. “Thanks to you, Daily News is ranked number one in the country.” His laughter was genuine, without a trace of doubt.“Congratulations,” Mr. Bobby e
After stepping out, I went to retrieve my bag from the locker.By chance, I ran into Harry, the FBI agent who had been watching me since yesterday."Hey," he greeted me. His gaze was neutral as if he had seen me long before I noticed him."Hi, Harry," I replied, forcing a fake smile."What are you doing here?"I took a slow breath, trying to craft a reasonable answer without revealing too much information."Visiting Carlos," I said.He stared at me as if waiting for me to continue."I visited Carlos because I want
"How long has she been lying here?" I asked, sitting on a chair beside the little girl’s bed. My hand gripped her tiny fingers tightly, stroking them gently as I gazed at her face full of pity."Five months," David replied.I turned to David, looking at him with hope. "Will she survive?"David shifted his gaze to the little girl. One second, two seconds, his mouth seemed ready to speak, but something held him back, as if he was hesitant."Maybe," he said.I frowned. "Maybe? That’s all you can say?""Hanna, I’ve done everything to get her out of that place. Her body even responded well to the vaccine I gave her. But I don’t know how long she will last."I turned away. Talking to David made me feel like I was sinking deeper into a circle I never should have entered.The sound of the monitor echoed in the silent room. Occasionally, the ventilator’s mechanical hum blended wi
I stood in the midst of all the people dancing to the music that could be heard all the way to the end of the island. A glass of champagne was clutched in one hand and still full, I hadn't had a sip. My eyes were fixed on the object that was the reason I was on this island. David Alexander Thomas, the man rumoured to have an illegal business with blood on his hands. His name was always in my head when I received this business. He stood at the centre of the conversation, surrounded by several women with fake smiles.This man was not just a target. He was a threat, someone who operated under the shadow of the law, with rumours of a business full of blood and dark secrets. I decided to approach him.I gulped down my drink and placed my empty glass on a nearby table, then began to step quietly towards him. As we got closer, he turned his head, as if he noticed me before I even spoke. His smile was small, but there was a sharp look in his eyes.“Mr.David,” I said in a casual tone, as if w...
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