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037: Come With Me
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ANYA Cold water splashed against my face, jolting me awake. My eyes fluttered open, and the sight before me sent a wave of panic coursing through my body. I was tied to a chair, my hands bound tightly behind me. My legs were secured to the chair legs, and the rough rope bit into my skin. My breathing quickened as I took in the man standing in front of me. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and his face was cold, almost devoid of emotion. In one hand, he held a gun, the barrel gleaming under the harsh light. In his other hand, a knife, its blade long and sharp, caught the light menacingly. A tripod stood to my side, a camera mounted on it and pointed directly at me. The man smiled, a twisted expression that made my stomach churn. “Do you know who I am?” he asked, his voice deep and unsettling. I shook my head, my throat dry. “No,” I croaked. He chuckled, his laugh low and devoid of humor. “You don’t need to know my name. All you need to know is that your family ruined my life
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ANYA Panic surged through me as I struggled against the ropes. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. “Think before you answer my question,” he said sharply. “Does Hunter value you or not?” I froze, my mind racing. Was this how I was going to die? If I said no, that I wasn’t important to Hunter, he’d kill me without a second thought. But if I said yes, that Hunter valued me, he’d… I couldn’t finish the thought. The idea of what he might do made my stomach turn. I bit my lip, tears streaming down my face as I thought. 'Dying might be better than what he’ll do if I say Hunter cares about me.' “Well?” he barked, his voice cutting through my panic like a blade. “Go on. I’m listening.” I swallowed hard, my voice shaking as I finally spoke. “I don’t know,” I said, my words stumbling out. “I don’t know what goes on in his head. But everything I’ve told you is the truth. He didn’t marry me because he cared about me. He married me to make my life
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Will You Marry Me? 040: I'm So Sorry
ANYA In the bathroom, I stood under the shower, letting the hot water cascade over me as I scrubbed my skin for what felt like the hundredth time. It didn’t matter how hard I scrubbed....nothing could erase the feeling of the blood that had splashed onto my face. Tears streamed down my cheeks, mixing with the water, but I didn’t try to stop them. My body trembled, and I hugged myself tightly, desperate to feel some sense of safety. Finally, I sank to the floor of the shower, curling into a ball in the corner. The sound of the water hitting the tiles echoed around me, but it couldn’t drown out the memories. I closed my eyes, and the scene replayed itself in my mind like a nightmare I couldn’t escape. The moment Hunter had saved me, leading me out of that room, I had thought the worst was over. But when we stepped outside, I saw them; Hector, Carlos, and Manuel. Hunter’s brothers. They stood there, their expressions calm, almost bored, as if the chaos surrounding them was
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ANYA I clenched my fists, as I stared at Hunter. My hands trembling as I said inwardly. “You killed all those people to save me. You ordered all of it for my sake. But this isn’t the life I want. This isn’t the life I can live.” I swallowed hard, my voice barely audible. “And that video… it’s my only way out. I need to send it to Evans. It's the only way you would let me go, Hunter.” Quietly, I slipped out of bed and grabbed my bag, pulling the camera out. My heart pounded as I tiptoed into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Sitting on the floor, I turned the camera on, scrolling through the footage until I found what I was looking for. My breath caught in my throat as the video played. Hunter’s face filled the screen, his movements precise and deadly. I watched as he shot one man after another, their bodies crumpling to the ground. I saw the way he snapped a man’s neck with his bare hands, the camera capturing every horrifying detail. It was all there. Evidence
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ANYA "I want to please you," I replied. "I..... I will suck your cock and fully give myself to you. I want to experience what it feels like when my husband, Hunter Steele, makes love to me." Hunter swallowed, his eyes filled with surprise. His gaze stayed on me as his expression shifted between surprise, confusion, desire and finally concern. “Anya, I don’t think you’re in the right frame of mind for this,” he said gently, lifting me up from the ground. “But I want you,” I insisted, my voice trembling. “I’m thinking clearly, Hunter. I assure you.” I went on my knees again, but he stopped me, lifting me off the floor and pulling me into his arms. His embrace was warm, grounding me in a way that made my chest ache with guilt. “It’s okay, Anya,” he said softly. “Some other time.” He held me close for what felt like an eternity, his steady heartbeat pressing against mine. When he finally let me go, I couldn’t meet his gaze, afraid of what he might see in my eyes. We sat on
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Will You Marry Me? 043: Make Me Happy
ANYA Bernice’s eyes blazed with anger as she pointed a finger at me. Her voice rose, sharp. “You’re a liar, Anya. A hypocrite! You think you can eat your cake and have it too, don’t you?” she accused, her words spilling out like venom. I stood there, stunned, as she continued. “You tricked me. You deceived me. You asked your husband to take you on a honeymoon and made me believe you didn’t want him. And Cross? You cheated on him!” Her words hit like daggers, but I refused to let her disrespect me. I straightened my back and fixed my gaze on her. “I am not a liar, Bernice,” I said, my voice firm. “And I am not a cheat, especially when it comes to Cross. So be very careful about what you say to me, and how you treat me.” I took a step closer, my tone dropping lower. “And this is the last time I’ll warn you....don’t ever put your hands on me again.” For a moment, the room was filled with tense silence. I could see the conflict in her eyes, the mixture of rage and frustratio
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ANYA Needing a distraction, I decided to head to the kitchen. Marie was there, humming softly as she worked. The sight of her calm demeanor immediately made me feel a little more grounded. “Hey, Marie,” I said, stepping into the warm, inviting space. She turned to me with a kind smile. “Hello, Mrs. Steele. Would you like something to eat or drink?” I shook my head. “No, I just wanted to spend some time here. I would really love to assist you right now. What can I do?" Marie handed me a small knife and a cutting board. “Here,” she said. “If you really want to, you can help me chop these vegetables. It might help take your mind off whatever seems to be troubling you.” I smiled gratefully, feeling impressed by her perceptiveness as I took the knife from her and got to work. For a while, we worked in comfortable silence, the rhythmic sound of chopping and the delicious aroma of food filling the air. It was a small reprieve, but it was exactly what I needed. As I chopped,
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Will You Marry Me? 045: I'm Not A Monster
ANYA I stared at Hunter, as he waited for my answer. The thought of a wedding gnawed at me. A wedding. A grand spectacle that would declare to the world that I was Hunter’s wife, his property. How could I even consider it when all I wanted was to escape? A ceremony meant sealing my fate in his world, a world I never asked for. I lowered my gaze, trying to avoid the intensity of his. “I’m not ready,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. Hunter didn’t push me. He just nodded, his jaw tightened but his voice remained calm. “What do you want, then?” I wanted to say freedom but I knew that wasn’t an option. Hunter would never let me go. He had made that clear. So instead, I shook my head and murmured, “Nothing.” His lips pressed into a thin line as he studied me. Then, without warning, he sat on my bed and reached out his hands, pulling me down to sit on his lap. The warmth of his arms wrapped around me, and for a moment, I felt small and fragile in his hold. “I want
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Will You Marry Me? 141: The Flames Of Justice
A few hours later, Hector straightened his cufflinks and glanced at Ruby. “It’s time,” he said, his voice calm but carrying an edge of excitement. "Get ready." Ruby could tell this was important to him. The sharp suit. The polished shoes. The way his men stood straighter when he spoke. She dressed quickly, slipping into one of the red dresses he had given her. Almost all of them were red. She didn’t bother to ask why. She tied up her hair and stepped out. The same men from the last execution attempt were present and four more, with the exception of the dead ones were there as well. The air in the room was humming with silent anticipation. But this time, something had changed. Ruby was not thrown into a cage. She was not told to sit on the floor like an animal. Hector pulled out the chair beside him and motioned for her to sit. The men exchanged glances. They noticed. They understood. Ruby’s place in Hector’s world had shifted. No speech. No grand declaration. Hector simp
Will You Marry Me? 140: Take Me With You
After they left the torture chamber, Hector led Ruby back to his room. He stood by the door, watching her for a moment before speaking. “Get enough rest,” he said. “The time for Don Gray’s execution will arrive very soon.” Ruby’s lips curved into a small smile. “You already agreed that I would do the honors.” Hector smirked, shaking his head. She never forgot anything, did she? “I did,” he admitted. Then, for reasons he couldn’t quite explain, he added, “Is there anything you want?” Ruby blinked. “I feel like I still need to do something for you,” Hector continued, crossing his arms. “For putting your life on the line for me.” The words felt strange on his tongue. Since when did he care about repaying people like Ruby so much? More than that, why was he being so... considerate toward her? He knew he was attracted to her, but he wasn’t the kind of man who was unnecessarily kind to women. The idea alone made him uncomfortable. Still, he waited for her answer. Ruby
Will You Marry Me? 139: A Promise Of Goodbye
As Ruby pulled away from their embrace, she looked at Camila with a soft but determined gaze. “Hector cares about me, Camila,” she said. “I can see it.” Camila shook her head. “Ruby...” “No, listen to me.” Ruby held her hands firmly. “Apart from the misunderstanding in the beginning, Hector isn’t a bad person.” Camila scoffed, crossing her arms. “Are you even hearing yourself?” “Try to see things from his side,” Ruby insisted. “Don Gray destroyed his family. He killed his parents right in front of him.” Camila’s lips parted slightly. Ruby’s voice lowered, filled with emotion. “Who could bear that?” She took a deep breath and met Camila’s eyes. “Look at me, Camila. Imagine if someone was responsible for your father's death. Wouldn’t you want revenge?” The words hit Camila like a blow to the chest. She gasped softly, suddenly understanding. But she still shook her head. “Ruby… revenge is dangerous. You’re playing with fire.” Ruby gave a small, knowing smile. “Tru
Will You Marry Me? 138: Trust Me
Camila paced her small room, her stomach twisting in hunger. The untouched plate of food sat on the ground, mocking her. She stole another glance at it, but the knot in her chest made it impossible to eat. Then, the door creaked open. Her head snapped up, and she froze. Standing in front of her was Ruby. She looked… different. Dressed in a flowing white dress, her face soft and calm, Ruby seemed untouched by the nightmare they were trapped in. But Camila saw beyond the surface. She saw the sadness in her friend’s eyes, the weight she carried. Tears burned Camila’s vision, and before she could say a word, Ruby ran toward her, pulling her into a tight embrace. Camila clung to her, holding on as if she would disappear. Behind them, Hector stood in the doorway, watching in silence. For a moment, his expression was unreadable. Then, without a word, he turned and shut the door, leaving them alone. Camila pulled back slightly, her hands gripping Ruby’s arms. “Are you okay?” R
Will You Marry Me? 137: Teach Me
Ruby sat still, her mind racing. She had begged Hector countless times before, pleaded with him to let her go. Yet, every time, he refused. So why now? She raised her head, meeting his gaze. “Why the sudden change of heart?” Hector’s fingers curled into a tight fist. His jaw clenched, but he kept his voice steady. “Why are you questioning me?” Because it didn’t make sense. That’s why. Ruby stayed quiet, watching him. Hector exhaled and turned his back to her. Anger swirled in his chest...not at her, but at himself. If only she knew how hard it was for him to send her away. Still, she pressed. “I just want to know why, Hector. You were so sure before. What changed?” He turned around slowly and walked toward his chair, sinking into it. His eyes locked onto hers. “I have a rule,” he said finally. “A life for a life. You’ve probably heard it before,” he went on. “Since you were willing to give your life for mine, I can’t let anything happen to you. That’s why I’m setting you
Will You Marry Me? 136: Free
Eduardo stormed into the house with an energy that filled the entire space. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he scooped Selena off the couch, spinning her around. She shrieked with laughter, clinging to him as her heart pounded from the sudden thrill. "Eduardo! What’s going on?" she asked, breathless. He set her down gently but didn’t let go of her arms. His voice was thick with exhilaration as he said, “I just found out from a reliable source that Camila is dead.” Selena’s laughter froze. Her body stiffened, her wide eyes locking onto his. "What?" "Hector Morales killed her." Selena gasped, stepping back. Her hands trembled as she covered her mouth. "That mafia boss?" she whispered. "Is he really that ruthless?" Eduardo nodded. His expression darkened, his excitement shifting into something more serious. "You don’t understand, Selena. Hector didn’t just kill Camila—he wiped out an entire casino. And that place? It was practically owned by Don Gray." Selena swallowed
Will You Marry Me? 135. Attracted To You
Hector stared at Ruby as he waited for her answers. "My heart could not bear to watch you die." She replied. His jaw clenched, his mind reeling. He narrowed his eyes, his voice low and dangerous. “What does that mean?” Ruby lifted her gaze, her eyes filled with intense emotions. “I know it sounds ridiculous,” she admitted. Her voice was soft, yet unwavering. “I know my place. I know I am nothing but a dog to you, a slave at your disposal. I know that.” She exhaled sharply, lowering her gaze for a moment before looking at him again. “But I couldn’t forget our first meeting. I mean...I haven't been able to forget our first meeting.” His brows furrowed. “Our first meeting?” She nodded, a bitter smile tugging at her lips. “I was under the influence,” she continued, “but that doesn’t mean I forgot. That day… what happened between us…the way you fucked me.....the things you did to me, even today...it’s still in me. It’s a part of me.” Hector inhaled. That first day, th
Will You Marry Me? 134. Chaotic Thoughts
“I am alive.” The words left Ruby’s lips in a breathless whisper, her eyes wide with disbelief as she sat up in bed. Her fingers trembled slightly as she touched her face, her throat, her arms....everything was intact. She had been certain she would die. Her mind reeled, replaying the last thing she remembered—collapsing to the floor, gasping for air, foaming at the mouth. She had accepted death in that moment, had welcomed it even. Yet, here she was. She exhaled sharply, looking around. Hector’s bedroom. Again. The realization sent a shiver down her spine. She sighed, rubbing her temples. What she had done had been reckless. But it had also been necessary. She had gambled her own life, and for what? A chance. A mere possibility that she might get closer to her goal. If she had died, then so be it—her fate had been sealed anyway. But she had survived. And that meant something. She knew Hector well enough to know that if he had truly wanted her dead, he would
Will You Marry Me? 133. Why?
The room was filled with silence, save for the slow, deliberate sound of Hector lowering his gun. The bodies of Tara and Monroe lay sprawled on the floor, blood seeping into the wooden planks. The other men in the room stood frozen, their faces pale with shock. Hector’s gaze swept across them, his expression unreadable. Then, with a sharp exhale, he spoke. “You should all take notes,” he said, his voice cool and measured. “If anyone tries to betray me, they will pay with their life...no matter how important they are to me.” He took a step forward, his boots echoing against the silence. “Remember my rule,” he continued, his eyes darkening. “A life for a life. These two tried to take mine, and this is the consequence that has befallen them.” He let his words settle. “The same will happen to any of you if you try the same.” The weight of his words settled heavily over the room. One of the men, braver than the rest, swallowed hard before asking, “But… how did you know it was t
