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Richard’s pov.The guy with the camera? Probably nothing. Or at least that’s what I kept telling Sarah, and myself too, to be honest. Maybe the guy with the camera was just some paparazzi, bored and out for a scoop, or maybe just a regular guy who thought he’d seen someone he knew. Sarah seemed rattled, though, and I couldn’t stand seeing her like that.What bothered me most wasn’t the guy himself but Sarah’s reaction. She hadn’t said much, but I could see the worry in her eyes, the way her shoulders tensed every time we passed someone on the street. I hated seeing her like that — on edge, nervous. So I tried to shake it off. Whoever the guy was, he was gone now, probably just some nosy photographer or someone who thought they’d seen a celebrity. Yeah, that was it. Simple. After all, I just announced my re-engagement to Sarah, so it was normal for the paparazzi to want to take pictures.As we got back to the apartment, Sarah went to put her things down, and I could see she was stil
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Richard’s Pov.After that strange text, my mind wouldn’t let it go. “Enjoy the laughs while you can.” I’d kept the message to myself, not wanting to worry Sarah. I didn’t even know what it meant, and I didn’t want to freak her out for no reason. But the words hung there in my head like a bad smell. I had to shake it off, though. Tonight was supposed to be fun, light, relaxed — exactly what she needed after that weird guy with the camera.We’d just gotten back from the comedy club, and Sarah was looking at me with that soft smile of hers, eyes shining. I figured maybe I could keep things light, get her laughing again. What better way than to cook dinner myself?“Stay right there,” I told her, leading her to the couch and giving her a little nudge to sit. “I’m gonna whip us up something amazing. You just relax.”She laughed, raising an eyebrow. “You? Cooking?”“Hey, I can cook,” I said, puffing my chest out a little. I wasn’t exactly a five-star chef, but how hard could it be?She ju
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Sarah’s pov.Richard tried to brush it off, but I could see something had caught his attention. He kept glancing out the window, his smile tight, eyes a bit too serious. My own stomach twisted a little. The dinner, the laughs — it had felt like we’d slipped into our own little world, but now, something about his unease tugged me back to reality.“Richard,” I nudged, my voice softer, “what is it, really? You’re worrying me.”He looked at me, then back at the window, like he was trying to figure out what to say. “It’s just… There's a car out there. Been sitting there for a while now.”A prickle ran down my spine. I shifted in my seat, glancing out the window without trying to look too obvious. Sure enough, there it was. An old sedan parked across the street, the lights dimmed, engine humming. Whoever was in there didn’t seem to be in any hurry to leave. “Maybe they’re just… lost?” I offered, trying to make it sound convincing, though I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince him or m
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Richard’s povThe morning started off as one of those rare, lazy days. I’d woken up with Sarah curled up beside me, her hair fanning across the pillow in wild waves. The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Everything seemed perfect. Calm. Until I tried to sneak out of bed.“Where do you think you’re going?” Her voice was muffled, half-asleep, but she caught me.“Thought I’d get us coffee.” I grinned, still only halfway off the bed.She lifted her head, one eye open and suspicious. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you were avoiding the dishes last night. You don’t get coffee privileges till you do them.”I held up my hands in surrender. “Fine, fine. Dishes first, coffee later.”On my way to the kitchen, I passed by the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the estate. Everything looked normal—guards in their usual spots, the gates secured. Just another day, right? But I still felt an odd twinge, like there was something I was missing.I shook it off and got
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Sarah’s pov.The evening started with a quiet, tense mood that I was determined to shake off. Richard had been distracted ever since his old associate, James, had shown up out of nowhere with some vague warning. I could see it in his eyes—a darkness, a worry that gnawed at him, even though he tried to hide it behind a calm face. I wanted to pull him out of it, just for a while.“Let’s play a game,” I blurted out, grinning and hoping he’d get into the spirit.He looked up, confused. “A game?”“Yes, a game. Something simple, fun.” I grabbed a stack of cards from the living room drawer. “Come on, when was the last time we played anything? Besides, I’m feeling pretty competitive tonight.”Richard’s mouth quirked into a small smile. “You’re challenging me to a game night?”I leaned in, waggling my eyebrows. “Scared?”He chuckled, finally giving in. “Alright, bring it on. What are we playing?”Half an hour later, we were knee-deep in cards and dice, with the coffee table covered in snacks.
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Richard’s pov.The morning started with that ominous letter. I held it, reading the typed words over and over, trying to make sense of the threat. It was clear, sharp—“Meet me or you’ll regret it.” Sarah’s face was pale, her fingers tight around the paper. She looked at me, fear and frustration mingling in her eyes.“Do you think…” she began, voice barely a whisper. “Do you think it’s Susan?”My jaw clenched at the name. Susan had been a thorn in our lives, vowing revenge after our fallout with her. She was ruthless, always scheming, always pulling stunts to try and get back at us. This kind of intimidation had her name all over it.“I wouldn’t put it past her,” I muttered, rubbing my temples. “She did say we’d regret crossing her.”Sarah gave a small nod, her eyes still fixed on the letter. “If it is her, then maybe I should go alone. Handle it directly.”I immediately shook my head, not liking where her mind was going. “No way, Sarah. If you’re meeting anyone, I’m going with you.
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Richard’s pov.Sarah stood there, still holding the file like it was her only shield. Her shoulders were tense, her head slightly bowed. I wanted to run over and pull her into my arms, to ask her a thousand questions, but I stayed back, waiting for her to gather herself. She needed a minute, and I wasn’t about to take that from her.Finally, she looked around, her eyes scanning the area until they fell on me. Her expression shifted, a mix of surprise and relief flooding her face. She didn’t look angry that I’d followed her—if anything, she looked grateful.I stepped out from the shadows, walking over slowly. “You alright?” I asked, my voice soft.She let out a shaky breath and nodded. “Yeah. Just… a bit shaken, I guess.”I glanced at the file she was clutching. “Who is he? What did he give you?”Her gaze dropped to the file, a frown creasing her forehead. “I don’t know yet,” she murmured. “But whatever it is… it can’t be good.”I put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. “We’
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Sarah’s Pov.But the words felt hollow, empty. I looked back down at the file, trying to make sense of it all. Back when we were married, Richard had been a closed book, and now, with these shadows from his past creeping in, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever truly known him.Don't blame me.As he sat there, I thought of reaching out to someone who could help me make sense of this mess. Someone who might know the real truth about these deals, about the web Richard had gotten himself tangled in.When he finally went upstairs, I picked up my phone and dialed an old friend’s number. It had been years since I’d spoken to him, but he’d always had connections. Trust me to have loads of useful contacts, they always come in handy.If there was a way to get to the bottom of this without Richard’s help, I had to try.“Hey,” I whispered when he answered, my voice barely audible. “I need a favor.”I couldn’t shake the guilt. But I told myself I was doing this for us. I needed to know the truth, and if
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Sarah povThe morning sunlight poured in through the kitchen window, warm and bright, spilling across the table as I sipped my coffee, feeling everything that had happened begin to ease. It was finally quiet. No more threats lurking in the background, no more lies or secrets tugging us apart. Just Richard and me, sitting together in the home we’d fought to protect.I glanced over at him, watching the way he seemed so at ease, leaning back in his chair with his coffee mug in hand. There was a hint of a smile playing on his lips, a calm I hadn’t seen in him for what felt like ages. I wondered if he could see the relief in my own face, the peace that was finally settling inside me. “We did it,” he said softly, almost like he was still trying to believe it himself.I nodded, a small smile spreading across my face. “Yeah. We really did.” The words felt light, almost surreal. After everything—the fear, the betrayals, the constant looking over our shoulders—it was hard to grasp that we
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Richard pov.Facing the network had been a long time coming. Sarah and I stood outside a grand, old building where the leaders had gathered. Holding the incriminating evidence we’d collected over months, I took a deep breath. I glanced at Sarah, her eyes narrowed with determination, her chin set in that way that told me she wasn’t backing down. She’d come so far, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride mixed with the fear of what we were walking into. But this was our only shot at freedom.“Ready?” I asked though it was more for me than for her.She nodded. “More than ready.”Inside, the room was crowded with the high-ranking figures of the network. Their stares held nothing but cold, steely indifference, like they were sizing us up, wondering what two individuals thought they could do against them. But we had something they didn’t: proof, cold and solid, that could bring down every last one of them. The leader, a man with silver hair and a smug smile, eyed us with disdain.
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Sarah’s pov.The past few weeks had pushed me further than I ever thought I could go. Sitting in the dimly lit room with Richard beside me, a file of secrets splayed across the table, I felt something strange—a calm I hadn’t felt in ages. Maybe it was because, for the first time, we were moving as one. Whatever came next, we’d face it together.James hovered at the edge of the room, his presence reminding me of how far we’d come, how we’d gone from fearing him to needing his help. I still didn’t trust him fully, but in this fight, he was an essential piece. He’d been our link to the network, revealing things we’d never have known otherwise.“Here it is,” James said, pointing to a creased map on the table. “They keep their ledger, the core of their operations, here.” His finger rested on a small, out-of-the-way warehouse marked on the map.Richard leaned over, studying it with narrowed eyes. “So all their dirty dealings, the whole network’s transactions… it’s all stored in this one
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Richard pov.The anger hit me fast, followed by a wave of regret. “I should have known,” I muttered, my jaw clenching as I dropped the paper onto the table. “I should’ve seen this coming.”Sarah stepped closer, her hand resting on my arm. “Richard, you couldn’t have known. You trusted him because… well, because he was family to you.”“Family,” I echoed, the word tasting bitter. “Some family he turned out to be. He was there through everything, and now… now he’s part of this mess, trying to tear us down.”I turned away, trying to calm myself. This betrayal cut deep. But standing there, feeling Sarah’s gaze on my back, I felt something else—something that was stronger than anger or regret. Trust. She’d trusted me enough to tell me, to show me this evidence, even when it could have blown up in both our faces.“Sarah,” I said, my voice low, turning back to her. “Thank you. For telling me.”She looked surprised, like she hadn’t expected me to say that. “I just… I knew I couldn’t keep it f
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Sarah’s Pov.I sat at the edge of the couch, staring at the news report on TV, my heart sinking as Richard’s face flashed across the screen. The scandal was everywhere—headlines blaring accusations, journalists picking apart every move Richard had ever made. They were talking about him as if he were some kind of villain as if he were guilty without question. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the screen, even though every word felt like a punch to the gut.The phone calls had started early. Friends, family, even reporters calling for statements. I ignored them all, feeling helpless, a pit growing in my stomach. I knew Richard hadn’t done what they were saying. But I also knew that the damage to his reputation was happening in real time, and there was nothing we could do to stop it.Richard had been gone since dawn, trying to get ahead of the chaos. He’d called a few times, each time sounding a little more exhausted, a little more defeated. He was trying to keep it together for both
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Richard's pov.I couldn’t breathe. Not because I was scared—though I was—but because everything felt like it was crashing down all at once. The phone call came in the middle of the morning when everything should’ve been calm. But that was never how it worked anymore, was it? The network had found its way into my life, into everything I cared about, and now they were making their move.“Mr. Wright,” the voice on the other end of the line was cold, too cold for comfort. “We have information that suggests your business dealings aren’t as clean as you claim.”I barely heard the rest of the words. My mind was already racing, already trying to figure out who had leaked what. What had they found? What were they planning to do with it?I ended the call quickly, staring at the phone screen. My thoughts were a blur, but one thing stood out clearly: they were targeting me. My business. My reputation. It felt like everything I had built was suddenly crumbling, and I couldn’t stop it.I didn’t h
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Sarah’s pov.It is another day. I had barely gotten out of the car before Richard was already a few steps ahead, his focus fixed on the building in front of us. Martins had set this up. A “hidden ally” with insider knowledge. Someone who could help us navigate the network and, hopefully, get us out of the mess we’d found ourselves in.I couldn’t help but think about the last few days. We were making progress, but every move we made felt like we were playing a dangerous game, and I wasn’t sure how much longer we could keep this up without someone getting hurt.I glanced at Richard’s back. He was so sure of himself now, so determined. I had to admit, it was hard to ignore the fire in his eyes when he was focused. He wasn’t the same man I used to know—not the one who was always playing it safe and never got his hands dirty. But he was still my Richard, the man I’d known long before everything spiraled out of control.And yet, the more we worked together, the more I realized how little
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Richard povJames introduced us again with his usual smug look, like he was pulling all the strings here. I wanted to wipe that look off his face, but right now, we needed him, and he knew it. “This here’s Monty and Kit,” James said, nodding toward the two men across from us. “They’re… experts in keeping things quiet.” He gave a low chuckle, clearly pleased with himself.Monty leaned back, studying me with narrowed eyes. “So, you two want a way in?”As if he didn't ask Sarah the same kind of question.I nodded, keeping my voice calm. “We need information. Something we can use.”He shrugged, glancing at James. “And why should we trust you?”James shot me a look, a warning. “Because Richard’s good at keeping secrets. Isn’t that right, old friend?”“Let’s get something straight,” I said, looking him dead in the eye. “This is about staying a step ahead. Nothing more.”But even as I said it, I could feel Sarah watching me, as if she was looking for cracks in my confidence. I knew she had
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Sarah’s pov.The air in the car was thick as Richard drove us toward the meeting spot. I sat there, fiddling with the cuff of my sleeve, trying to keep my breathing steady, trying to look like I wasn’t on the edge of running. I glanced at Richard, his jaw tight, his hands gripping the steering wheel a little too hard. He caught my gaze and softened, giving me a slight smile that was supposed to be comforting. But there was nothing comforting about this. Not when we were about to walk into a room with James and a few of his “network contacts.” Just saying the word made my stomach twist. And James… Well, trusting him felt like trying to trust a snake. You just couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t bite.“So, are you ready?” Richard asked, his voice low and calm. Too calm. He knew this was a big risk—maybe even our biggest so far. “Ready as I’ll ever be,” I replied, trying to sound steady. But my mind was spinning. I knew we had no choice but to work with James. He had the connections, the
