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083: I Got You
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ANYA As soon as Mark dropped me off in front of Hunter’s house, I turned to him and said, "Go home." He hesitated. "Are you sure?" I nodded, forcing confidence into my voice. "Yes. I need to do this alone." Mark sighed but didn’t argue. "Call me if you need me." I watched his car disappear down the road before turning to face the towering gates of Hunter’s house. The guard at the gate recognized me and after a brief hesitation, he stepped aside. "You can go in, ma’am." I whispered a quick thanks and hurried inside. The moment I reached the front door, I grabbed the handle, but it wouldn’t budge. Locked. I knocked. No answer. A lump formed in my throat. I turned to the few bodyguards stationed around the compound. "Where’s Hunter?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. One of them, a tall, muscular man, shook his head. "He went out." "Where?" "We don’t know, ma’am." I clenched my jaw. They must know. They just won’t tell me. I pulled out my phone and
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ANYA The car was leaving. I stood there, watching as the red taillights faded into the distance. My chest felt hollow, my heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted to break free. Tears blurred my vision, spilling down my cheeks as I clenched my fists. No. I couldn't let him leave like this. Just as I took a shaky step forward, the car screeched to a halt. My heart skipped a beat. The door swung open, and for a moment, I froze. Was this it? Was he giving me one last chance? Without thinking, I ran. My feet barely touched the ground as I dashed toward the car, throwing myself inside and shutting the door behind me. My hands trembled as I wiped my tears away, trying to compose myself. Hunter said nothing. He sat there, his head resting against the seat, eyes closed. His face was calm, unreadable, but something about him felt distant, like he wasn’t truly there. I swallowed, stealing glances at him. I had always known he was handsome, but sitting so close to him now,
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ANYA When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I was alone. The space beside me on the bed was empty. Cold. For a moment, I didn’t move. I just lay there, listening to the quietness of the room, my heart heavy with disappointment. Last night, I had fallen asleep beside Hunter, hoping that he would hold me, that he would listen to my words, that maybe… just maybe, he would let me back into his heart. But he was gone. I sat up slowly, my throat tight, but then, I laid back on the bed, putting my face on the spot Hunter had slept in. I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent. I felt wonderful as I relieved the first time Hunter had taken me out on a date and how magical it had been. I opened my eyes with a smile on my face but it disappeared all too quickly as reality hit me faster than I expected. I sat up, and moved away from the bed, That was when I saw the neatly arranged pile of clothes on the couch. Dresses, shoes, toiletries, even makeup products. Everything I w
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HUNTER "Will you marry me again?" Anya's voice trembled as she spoke, but her eyes...her beautiful, pleading eyes held mine without wavering. I narrowed my eyes. "Are you worthy?" I saw it immediately...the way her face crumbled, the way her confidence wavered. She hadn't expected that question. But she should have. She bit her lower lip, her fingers gripping her dress. "I… I don’t know," she admitted. "But I want to be. I’ll do whatever it takes, Hunter. I swear it." A chuckle escaped me. "That’s unfortunate," I said. "Because my world is not meant for a delicate flower like you." Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. I took a step closer, my gaze burning into hers. "You think this is a game? You think you can just walk back into my life after you threw me away?" "I didn’t throw you away!" she cried, desperation creeping into her voice. "I made a mistake!" "That’s right. You made a mistake," I said coldly. "You didn’t believe in me. You didn’t trust me." She
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HUNTER I turned away from Anya and stared at my brothers who were watching the scene unfold like it was some damn movie. I could see the amused smiles on their faces. They were enjoying this way too much. I ignored them and walked toward the table in the room. There was a box on it. Small and black. Anya couldn’t see it because my body blocked her view. I reached out and picked it up, feeling the weight of what I was about to do settle deep inside me. Then I turned around and walked back to her. The moment our eyes met, I saw fear in her eyes. She was afraid. Not afraid of me hurting her, but afraid of rejection. Afraid that after all this, I would still turn her away. And for some twisted reason, that made me happy. Because I had suffered. I had bled for her but she had crushed me. But even as I felt satisfaction, there was something stronger inside me—love. Yeah, I was pissed. Yeah, she had hurt me. But damn it, I still wanted her. Letting her go had bee
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ONE MONTH LATER ANYA I sat on my bed, in my parents' house, arms crossed, a deep frown carved into my face. My heart twisted in my chest, heavy with frustration. The grandest wedding of the year was happening tomorrow...my wedding. Every girl dreamed of this kind of day, the kind where the whole world watched as she walked down the aisle in a dazzling white dress, marrying the man of her dreams. But I didn’t care about any of that. I had torn the divorce document the moment I returned from Panama. I was already Hunter’s wife. A ceremony, a dress, a crowd of people...it didn’t change anything. He was already mine. Then why did I feel so damn restless? A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, and my mom walked in, her expression soft but questioning. "Anya," she said, sighing as she sat beside me. "Why do you look like someone stole your wedding dress? Shouldn’t you be happy? You're getting married tomorrow!" I exhaled sharply, not bothering to hide my irritation
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Will You Marry Me? 091: Pull Over
ANYA I could hardly sit still. Excitement bubbled inside me like a shaken soda can about to burst. I was actually doing this. I was actually sneaking into Hunter’s bachelor party. “Mom, I’m going to the party!” I blurted out, unable to hold it in any longer. She looked up from where she was fixing her hair, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “I figured.” I grinned. “I’m so excited!” She chuckled, reaching out to pinch my cheek. “Then go and have all the fun in the world, my dear.” With that, she left the room, humming happily to herself. I turned back to my mirror and took a deep breath. Alright, time to get the outfit. That was when my excitement hit a wall. The bodyguard. Hunter had stationed a guard outside my house...just one this time, but even one was enough to ruin my plans. Ever since Cross tried to kill me, Hunter had been extra careful. Cross and his sister had vanished, and until Hunter found them, he wasn’t taking any chances. I chewed on my bott
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HUNTER The night was quiet, the house settling into a comfortable stillness. Anya was fast asleep, curled up against me, her breathing soft and even. I brushed a strand of hair away from her face, just watching her. She was mine completely. The thought alone made me feel like the luckiest man in the world. But as much as I wanted to stay wrapped up in this moment, I wasn’t ready for sleep. Not yet. Carefully, I slipped out of bed, making sure not to wake her. I pulled on a shirt and stepped out into the hallway, making my way toward the living room. I could already hear them before I even reached the room...laughter, banter, the unmistakable sound of a bottle being slammed onto the table. I smirked. When I entered, my brothers were sitting around, playing what looked like a ridiculous game of Truth or Dare. "Look who decided to join us," Manuel said, raising a brow. I dropped onto the couch. "Figured I’d spend some time with you idiots before I disappear for a whi
Will You Marry Me? 098: Wedding
HUNTER The air buzzed with excitement. The streets leading to Anya’s house were lined with well-wishers, some holding flowers, others clapping as my fleet of cars pulled up in front of her home. The sun bathed everything in a golden glow, making the moment feel surreal. I stayed inside my car, my fingers tapping lightly against my knee as I watched through the tinted glass. Hector, Manuel, and Carlos stepped out first, their matching suits making them look like an elite squad. Then, the front doors of the house opened. Anya stepped out. And just like that, my breath caught. She was stunning. More than stunning. Breathtaking. Her wedding dress was a pure white, delicate lace wrapping around her slender frame, the fabric flowing down like a river of silk. Her veil cascaded over her shoulders, framing her face like something out of a dream. But it was her eyes that held me captive. They sparkled with happiness, with love. With something so pure it made my chest ache.
Will You Marry Me? 097: For Your Eyes Only
ANYA I wept. Inside Hunter's room. The tears wouldn’t stop. My whole body shook as the reality of how close I had come to death hit me like a wave. Hunter was beside me, his strong arms wrapped around me, holding me tight, and assuring me of his undying love for me. His warmth should have comforted me, but the fear inside me was deep. It refused to leave. "I could have lost you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. His grip on me tightened as though he was afraid I would disappear. "Because of your stubbornness." I hiccupped between my sobs, guilt twisting in my chest. "I’m sorry," I choked out. "I wasn’t thinking about the danger. I just… I just wanted to make you happy." Hunter pulled back slightly, his eyes burning into mine. "You can’t be reckless again, Anya," he said, his voice gentle. I nodded quickly. "I never thought Bernice or Cross would try something so… insane." A shiver ran through me. "I was just thinking about that outfit… I had planned to w
Will You Marry Me? 096: Don't Leave Me
HUNTER My whole body shook as I held Anya in my arms. I couldn’t breathe. It felt like the air had been ripped from my lungs, like my entire world had shattered into pieces right before my eyes. My chest ached, the pain unbearable, raw, and suffocating. Tears blurred my vision as I cradled her limp body. I pressed my forehead against hers, hoping, praying for any sign of life. But there was nothing. No breath. No movement. Just the crushing silence of death. A strangled sob tore through my throat. "Anya, please…" My voice was barely a whisper, broken, desperate. "Please, baby… don’t leave me." But she didn’t respond. The warmth of her skin was fading fast. Her blood, sticky and thick, smeared my hands, staining them forever. The wound on her neck mocked me. I had failed her. I had let this happen. Then, movement caught my eye. I looked up, my vision still blurred from my tears. The men I had sent to catch the shooter were dragging someone forward. The moment I saw who
Will You Marry Me? 095: Stay With Me
HUNTER The moment I ended the call with Mark, I began getting ready to leave while dialing Anya’s number again. Nothing. The call didn’t even ring. Just a dead signal, straight to voicemail. I clenched my jaw and tried again. And again. Still nothing. My chest tightened with worry. This wasn’t right. Anya’s phone was never off. Even when she was angry at me, she wouldn’t turn off her phone. Something was wrong. I tried one more time, gripping my phone so tightly my knuckles turned white. Voicemail. “Calm down, Hunter,” Manuel said, rolling his eyes. “You’re acting like a madman.” I turned off the music entertaining us, and turned to him. “And why the hell shouldn’t I be worried?” He smiled. “Because I played a little game with her.” His words sent a cold rush of irritation down my spine. “What the hell are you talking about?” He leaned back, completely unbothered. “I told Anya that some girls would be coming to the party. She got jealous.” I stared at him,
Will You Marry Me? 094: Where Is Anya?
HUNTER The night was supposed to be simple. Just me and my brothers. No distractions. No outsiders. But Manuel, as usual, had other plans. "Viper, a few girls will be arriving later," he said with a smirk, as if he had just announced the arrival of appetizers instead of a group of women. I shot him a glare. "Why would you do that?" He shrugged, like it was obvious. “Because it’s a bachelor party. You know this won’t be complete without women.” I folded my arms. “We agreed. Just us. No outsiders.” Manuel groaned. “Come on, Hunter. What’s wrong with you? You used to be fun. Or are you scared of your wife?” Hector snorted. “Now that would be a sight.” I let out a small chuckle, shaking my head. “Hunter Steele scared? That's ridiculous! Besides, my Anya trusts me completely.” Manuel raised a brow. “You sure?” I nodded, my lips curving into a small smile. “Yeah. She knows I don’t look at other women. Never have. Never will.” Carlos smirked. “Good for you, Viper.”
Will You Marry Me? 093: A Direct Hit
CROSS I had been in hiding for far too long. Like a hunted animal, I had stayed in the shadows, moving from place to place, knowing that Hunter was searching for me. He wanted me dead. But he wasn’t going to get the chance. Not before I took everything from him...just like he had taken everything from me. I had already lost it all. My family, my reputation, my power. There was nothing left for me to hold on to. Nothing but revenge. I had sent Bernice out of the city, knowing she was too impulsive to be patient. She wanted blood immediately, but I wanted to be smart about this. I wasn’t going to waste my only chance by acting recklessly. Hunter thought he was untouchable. That was about to change. When I saw the news about his wedding ceremony, my lips curled into a dark smile. So he was finally going to marry her publicly. The girl that was meant to be mine. Even though I never wanted Anya, she was still mine to discard, but Hunter took that right from me by marryin
Will You Marry Me? 092: Bang
BERNICE I crouched in the darkness, hidden behind a row of bushes outside Anya’s house. My fingers trembled slightly, but not with fear. With anticipation. Tomorrow was supposed to be her big day...the wedding of the year, the moment she would officially become Mrs. Hunter Steele in the eyes of everyone. It could have been me. It should have. And now, there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. I had lost too much because of her. Because of him. Cross had told me to leave the City, to run far away and stay with a friend of his, while he handled everything. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. Yes, I made him believe I had left but how could I not? This wasn’t about Cross anymore. This was personal. I needed to do this myself. My grip tightened around the small pistol in my hand. Anya didn’t deserve this perfect life, this fairytale ending. She deserved to suffer. I stayed still, watching the guard outside her house. He was a big guy, standing with his han
Will You Marry Me? 091: Pull Over
ANYA I could hardly sit still. Excitement bubbled inside me like a shaken soda can about to burst. I was actually doing this. I was actually sneaking into Hunter’s bachelor party. “Mom, I’m going to the party!” I blurted out, unable to hold it in any longer. She looked up from where she was fixing her hair, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “I figured.” I grinned. “I’m so excited!” She chuckled, reaching out to pinch my cheek. “Then go and have all the fun in the world, my dear.” With that, she left the room, humming happily to herself. I turned back to my mirror and took a deep breath. Alright, time to get the outfit. That was when my excitement hit a wall. The bodyguard. Hunter had stationed a guard outside my house...just one this time, but even one was enough to ruin my plans. Ever since Cross tried to kill me, Hunter had been extra careful. Cross and his sister had vanished, and until Hunter found them, he wasn’t taking any chances. I chewed on my bott
