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014: Best Friend
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HUNTER I stared between Anya and Evans before waving at my bodyguards to bring Evans inside. They obeyed immediately, dragging him in without a word. I turned toward Anya, grabbed her hand gently but firmly, and led her to the living room. I gestured for her to sit on the couch across from me. She obeyed, though her eyes were wide with worry. Evans was forced to his knees by my men, facing me. I leaned back in my chair, my revolver spinning lazily in my hand. The metallic clicks echoed in the room. I pointed the gun at Evans and smirked. "You call my wife at odd hours and hug her in public under the excuse of being her best friend?" Evans blinked like a deer caught in headlights. "You... you were the one who answered Anya's call last night?" I let out a mocking scoff. "Why are you so slow? No wonder you're falling behind in your studies, Anya. This is the kind of company you keep?" Anya’s lips pressed into a tight line. "He... he’s very intelligent," she muttered defe
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ANYA Standing on the balcony, I watched as Hunter’s car sped down the long driveway. His sleek, black car was like a shadow fading into the distance, but the tension in my chest lingered. "Goat? Yam?" I muttered bitterly, shaking my head. "How can a man be so narrow-minded in this day and age?" The wind whipped around me, tugging at my hair, but it wasn’t enough to cool the fire building under my skin. I felt trapped in a cruel joke. The entire school must have heard about Hunter’s display by now. Gossip spreads faster than wildfire when it’s laced with scandal. Tomorrow, I’d walk through those halls as "the girl who married Hunter Steele." And suddenly I’d be famous for all the wrong reasons. And Cross... oh, Cross. It would make even a simple conversation with him feel like climbing Everest barefoot. How was I going to approach him without a storm of rumors brewing around us? I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found Evans’ name. I hesitated f
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ANYA I swallowed hard, barely daring to believe what I was hearing. “Would I really be free from him?” Evans’ voice softened. “As long as we get all the evidence, yes, you’ll get your freedom, Anya. I promise you, as your best friend, I won’t rest until I rescue you from the clutches of that old-fashioned monster.” Tears welled in my eyes. I pressed my hand to my mouth, trying to keep my sobs quiet. “But you need to be very careful,” Evans continued. “Don’t give him any reason to suspect you. Be obedient and calm for now. That way, you’ll have access to his bedroom and office without raising suspicion.” I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “I... I’ve already been in his bedroom.” Evans’ breath caught. “What did you see?” I hesitated before answering. “There were guns... blood... hidden behind a cupboard in his room.” There was a pause before Evans spoke again, his tone grim. “It’s not enough, Anya. That’s bad, but not solid evidence. Considering how rich and power
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Will You Marry Me? 018: Two Options
ANYA I stayed in my room, staring at the ceiling, feeling both bored and anxious. My heart kept pounding as thoughts raced through my mind. What was Hunter planning to ask me to do? What if I messed up our plan? If I failed, Evans could be in danger. And Cross... would I ever get to be with him if things went wrong? There was a soft knock on the door. "Mrs. Hunter?" Marie’s gentle voice called out. "Lunch is ready." I didn’t move. "I’m not hungry," I muttered without opening the door. "Are you sure? I can make you something special if you’d like." "No, Marie. I’m fine." There was a long pause. I thought she had left, but then she spoke again. "Please, Mrs. Hunter, if your husband finds out you didn’t eat, he might fire me." That made me sit up. I hadn’t thought of that. "Just tell him I ate," I said, trying to reassure her. "He doesn’t have to know." Marie hesitated. "I can’t lie to him. Mr. Hunter hates lies. And... there are cameras in the dining room and kitchen.
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ANYA My heart pounded as I stepped out of my room. Hunter was waiting just outside, leaning casually against the wall in blue silk pajamas. He looked so relaxed, but I wasn’t fooled....there was always something calculating behind those eyes. Dinner had been tense. I barely tasted the food. After he told me earlier that I couldn’t bathe with my clothes on, I’d bolted out of his room like my life depended on it. But instead of getting angry, he’d simply called after me, telling me to join him for dinner. I had no choice but to obey. The tension was suffocating as we sat across from each other. My hands felt clammy, and I tried to act normal, but it was impossible with Hunter watching me so intently. Halfway through the meal, a car horn outside caught my attention. Hunter’s eyes lit up. "It’s here," he said with a smirk. I followed him to see my new Porsche 911; a sleek, metallic gray sports car gleaming under the outdoor lights. It looked like something out of a movie..
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ANYA When I stepped out of the bathroom, the cool air from the AC was a relief against my freshly cleaned skin. The earlier stifling heat had been replaced by a soothing chill. I felt calm for a second....until I noticed Hunter watching me. He lay on the bed, his head propped up by his hand, eyes sharp and unwavering, a small smile playing on his lips. I wondered how he stayed unaffected by the heat earlier. His expression hadn’t changed at all, as if he thrived in making me uncomfortable. I walked over to the bed and lay face down, pressing my cheek into the pillow. My eyes fluttered shut as I forced myself to breathe evenly, pretending to sleep. But I could feel his gaze, heavy and unapologetic, burning into me. Still, exhaustion finally pulled me under. The dream came swiftly, vivid and terrifying. Hunter was standing a few feet away from Evans, who was on his knees, hands raised as if pleading for his life. "I warned you to stay away from my wife," Hunter’s voice r
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ANYA The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, warming the room as I stretched my arms lazily. I blinked a few times, adjusting to the brightness. That’s when I felt someone's eyes on me. I turned my head slowly and nearly swallowed my tongue. Hunter stood near the window, hands casually tucked into his pockets. He was dressed in a sharp black suit that hugged his body perfectly. His hair was neatly styled, and he looked like he had just stepped out of a luxury fashion ad. His smile was slow and wicked. “Good morning, Cherie.” I swallowed and sat up, quickly rubbing my face as if that could wipe away the awkwardness. “Good morning, Hunter.” He took a few steps closer, his gaze warm and teasing. “How was your night?” There it was....that amused tone that could make anyone think he was harmless, but made me uncomfortable because I knew what he was capable of. The memories of last night hit me like a tidal wave—the nightmare, Hunter comforting me, his lips on m
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ANYA I nodded and leaned closer to Hunter. My heart was racing like I’d just run a mile. I gave him a quick peck on the lips, hoping it would be enough to make him stop. He smiled, amused, as I pulled back and reached for the door handle. I twisted it, but it didn’t budge. I froze. The door was locked. I turned to him, frustration bubbling up in my chest as I thought, “Seriously, Hunter?” His grin widened. “I’m sure you can do better.” He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper. “Come on, Anya. I taught you how to kiss last night, did you forget so soon? Close your eyes this time.” I stared at him, speechless. He was unbelievable. But before I could argue, his hands gently cupped my face, brushing my cheek. Something in the way he touched me made my nerves melt away. I closed my eyes. Slowly, I leaned in and kissed him again. This time, it was different. His lips pressed against mine softly at first, then deeper, more intense. His arms wrapped around my back
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Will You Marry Me? 175: Ruby
As Ruby stood in front of the mirror, her reflection was as cold and calculated as the mission she was about to undertake. Dressed in a fitted pair of black pants and a sleek black top, she adjusted the black cap over her head, ensuring not a single strand of hair was out of place. She looked herself over one final time, silent rage burning beneath calm eyes. Her bag was already packed with weapons and tools, everything she needed for the night’s job. She flung it over her shoulder. At the door, she paused and lowered a hand gently to her stomach. Her fingers lingered there, almost uncertain. “I’m sorry, child,” she murmured, her voice low and shaky. “That your mother has become this kind of person.” Then she stepped out into the night. No sooner had she locked the door behind her than her phone began to ring. She picked it up immediately. “It’s done,” came the voice on the other end, one of the people she had hired to carry out a different plan. “Your stepmother just chec
Will You Marry Me? 174: Tonight
Ruby sighed deeply, glancing toward the end of the parking lot as if searching for the right words in the distance. “To be honest,” she said at last, “that’s the least of my worries right now.” “That’s better,” Camila said, but her gaze lingered on Ruby, suspicious of her sudden shift in tone. Ruby turned toward the car, reaching for the door handle. But just as her fingers brushed the metal, someone caught her eye from the corner of the street. She froze, her hand slipping away from the door as her gaze sharpened. Standing a short distance away, half-hidden by the shadows, was a man. His posture, the way he stood, the tilt of his head—it was all familiar. Too familiar. Her heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, her breath caught in her throat. She took a step forward, her chest tightening as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. But in the blink of an eye, he was gone. He turned and disappeared behind the building before she could move closer. Ruby stood there, s
Will You Marry Me? 173: Promise Me
Camila's phone vibrated on the bedside table, interrupting the momentary silence between them. She picked it up absentmindedly, but the moment she answered the call, her eyes widened and her face changed. “Shit,” she cursed, her tone sharp and frustrated as she stood up quickly. “I almost forgot it's tomorrow. Damn it!” Ruby, who had been lying back against the pillows with her hands on her belly, turned to her with concern. “What happened?” she asked, her brow furrowed. Camila exhaled loudly and ran her fingers through her hair. “I have something important to do,” she said, already pacing as she spoke. “It’s a training course. Mandatory. A three-day police course that I completely forgot about because of… everything going on.” Ruby nodded slowly, understanding creeping into her expression. “It’s okay,” she said quietly, sitting up straighter on the bed. “I get it. You should go and start getting ready. I mean, it starts tomorrow, right? I’m sure there’s a lot you need to do.”
Will You Marry Me? 172: To Meet
Hector stood in front of the full-length mirror, buttoning his black shirt with practiced ease. His movements were slow but sure, each button secured with a firmness that said he had completely recovered. He smoothed his hands down the front of the fabric, adjusted his watch, and reached for his coat hanging neatly on the chair nearby. His underling, who was still recovering with his arm in a sling and faint bruising along his jawline, stood against the doorframe. He had been watching Hector quietly for a while but finally spoke when Hector reached for his gun. “Boss, do you want me to arrange for a few of the others to follow you?” the underling asked, shifting his weight carefully as he spoke. His tone was serious, but there was an undertone of concern present. Hector glanced up briefly. “No, it won’t be necessary,” he said. His voice was final, leaving no room for argument. “I’ve fully recovered, and I can take care of things on my own.” The underling exhaled slowly, saying
Will You Marry Me? 171: A Dead Man
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Will You Marry Me? 170: I've Got This
During the following week, Hector dedicated himself fully to recovery. He stayed within the walls of his apartment, watched closely by his brothers, who took turns staying by his side every single day. None of them trusted the underlings enough to leave Hector unguarded. They all knew the kind of enemies Hector had made over the years, and with news of his injury already circulating through the underground, none of them were willing to take any chances. Manuel, especially, made sure he was there every second of his watch. They had already come too close to losing Hector once. They could not take chances. While Hector’s days passed slowly in pain and silence, his mind often drifted to Ruby. Despite everything, he missed her. He would catch himself staring at his phone, tempted to call his underling just to hear how she was doing. But he never did. It was better this way, he told himself. She thought he was dead, and for now, that was safer for her. At least, that was what he tried
Will You Marry Me? 169: Stay With Us
Carlos sighed, a faint, thoughtful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Well, I guess I understand to some extent." Hunter turned toward him, his brows lifting in surprise. "Really?" There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, as if he hadn't expected Carlos to be carrying something close to his chest. "Have you fallen in love or something?" Carlos exhaled slowly, as though weighing his words before letting them out. "Well, I wouldn't really call it love," he admitted, his voice low and distant, as if he was still figuring it out himself. "There’s just... someone I can’t get off my mind these days." Hunter gave him a knowing look and nodded. "Good for you," he said simply, not pressing further, respecting whatever boundaries his brother had just drawn. Manuel, however, was less impressed. He shook his head with an exaggerated roll of his eyes and muttered, "You guys are impossible." He pushed himself away from the wall where he had been standing and crossed his arms tig
Will You Marry Me? 168: Blue Pill
Hector slowly opened his eyes, his vision still blurry from the pain. As the world around him began to come into focus, he noticed Carlos sitting beside him, his expression calm but attentive. Hector’s mind was racing, and the first thing he needed to know was whether Ruby was okay. Weakly, he reached out and placed a hand on Carlos’s arm. “How did it go?” Hector asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “Is she safe?” Carlos nodded, his face hardening slightly. “Yes. I got to her just in time. She's fine now. We got her away from the danger.” He paused, then added, “I sent your right-hand underling to the hospital because he was shot. He'll be treated, and he'll live.” Hector closed his eyes in relief, the tension leaving his shoulders. His mind had been a blur of panic for the past few hours, but hearing that Ruby was safe helped to soothe the storm inside him. “Thank you,” Hector whispered, tapping Carlos’s hand lightly in gratitude. His eyes shifted toward Hunter, who stood n
