STEPHANIE POVMy eyes snapped open from the darkness, and I heavily gasped for breath, feeling as though I had been struggling for air for some time.Glancing around, I realised I was still inside the car, illuminated only by the dim dome light that flickered weakly, threatening to fade at any moment. Turning to my left, I saw my mom lying on the passenger seat beside me, blood trickling from a wound on her head. It appeared she must have struck her head hard against the front seat."Oh my God," I whimpered silently before looking ahead to the driver's seat. There, I saw my stepfather's body slumped over the steering wheel, his face covered in blood, most of it dripping from his hand onto the wheel itself, staining it crimson.I wanted to scream, but I pressed my left hand firmly against my lips to hold myself back from doing so. The car reeked of blood, causing me to gag in disgust. I have a strong hatred for anything bloody, especially if it comes from a human being.I began sweatin
I was taken aback by the sight of my extremely hot and handsome stepdad. His hair was messy, as if he had been running his fingers through it for a long time. The sight of him made my nipples stiffen, protruding under my white dress."I'm dreaming," I whispered to myself, but he must have overheard me as his deep, masculine voice responded, "No, you're not." Hearing that, I felt my heart skip a beat."I'm glad you're finally awake," he said as his handsome face came into view.I realised I wasn't dreaming when my stepdad came into my line of sight. "Oh my God!" I exclaimed, bolting upright from the fluffy pillows on the bed and leaning against the headboard in shock to really see my stepdad. I tried to move my hands, only to realise they were tied to the headboard. I wondered how long I had been asleep.I struggled to free myself, jerking my wrists and legs, but realised they were restrained by leather cuffs attached to the bed frame. All four of my limbs were secured to the four corn
"Ha", I chuckled, thinking this must be a nightmare or my brain playing tricks on me. My stepdad is a kind, gentle man. Even though I barely know him, I believe he could never do this to me, especially when he is married to my mother. He loves her too much, enough not to hurt her, and we both know that if my mom finds out about this, it could end their relationship."I don't believe it," I said, trying to convince myself, but Logan's words made me face the harsh truth."You've been kidnapped, Stephanie!" Logan made it clear to me, and that's when the reality finally sank in."No, no, no, please let me go! I need to find my mom!" I screamed, pulling as hard as I could against the cuffs, but it only tightened its grips and dug deeper into my skin.I groaned, frustrated and shocked that my stepfather could do this to me. "What? What do you want from me? Why have you kidnapped me?" I demanded, desperate for a reasonable explanation. He didn't respond and just kept staring at me while I st
"You should eat," Logan urged me, and I scoffed.Summoning courage, I looked up at him. "How do you expect me to reach it?" I asked, my voice cracked and hoarse.After a moment of thought, Logan took the tray from the table and placed it on my lap."I would appreciate the food if only I could eat it," I said, frustration evident in the tone of my voice.Logan groaned, clearly annoyed by my disturbance. He undid the rope on my right hand, leaving my left hand still tied to the headboard above my head. "You better figure out how to eat with one hand because there's no way I'm releasing both of your hands," he said."Are you kidding me? How do you expect me to eat with just one hand?" I questioned him."Just like I said before, figure it out!" Logan replied dismissively. His phone began ringing, and he had to reach into his back pocket to fish it out. He checked the caller ID and smirked before looking at me. "I'll be gone for a short time. Don't do anything silly, or you'll regret it,"
Logan’s POV"Alright, girls, let's go," I said as I opened the back seat of the car and gestured for Stephanie and Jessica to get in. I was going to drop Stephanie off at home before Jessica and I went on our honeymoon. Once they were in the car, I locked the doors and got into the driver's seat. I fastened my seatbelt, started the engine, and began to drive away from the church.As I rounded the corner, I spotted my son. He gave me a knowing smile, and I smirked back, understanding that the game was on.I drove the car out of the church parking lot and onto the road, heading to my predetermined location. Glancing at the rearview mirror, I noticed Jessica was busy with her phone while Stephanie seemed lost in her own thoughts.Suddenly, the car began to accelerate unexpectedly. Jessica, sitting behind me, must have been scared by the speed, as she urged me to slow down.“I don't know what's happening to the car. I'm not doing this! Fuck!” I cursed, having no idea what was wrong. I tri
I reached his car before I turned to him and could see the anger on his face. “Diamond, I've been following your orders, and your plans have always turned out to be horrible. Now you're going to follow my orders, and my order is to ensure that the woman stays alive," I told him and proceeded to open the back seat of his car with my free hand.“How the hell do you expect me to drive her with this car?” Diamond yelled from afar, pointing at my damaged car.“I don't know; you ruined my car, so fix it!” I yelled back at him.Given how empty the road was, I'm certain Diamond won't be getting back anytime soon.I carefully laid Stephanie down in the back seat, then stroked her hair back, observing her face. She had a blood stain from a slight injury to her head.After locking the car door shut, I noticed Diamond already on the phone, ordering one of our henchmen to bring him another car. “You better fix my car and call me when you're on your way back!” I shouted at him before getting into t
Born into a notorious and most-feared mafia kingpin family, my father leads one of the most dangerous mafia clans in the country. As the son of a notorious mob boss, my fate was sealed to be entwined within the criminal underworld. Ours was a wealthy and influential clan with a strict code: if you hurt one relative, you hurt the entire extended family clan. And that's what she did! She had my son falsely imprisoned, igniting our fury and need for vengeance. After securing his release and hearing his account of how Stephanie, his ruthless ex-girlfriend, which he claimed she is, had wrongfully accused him of a crime he didn't commit and sent him to jail, our family's honour demanded retribution. We had systematically wreaked the people's life, who were involved in my son's imprisonment, leaving Stephanie as the last and final target on our list. Our directive was clear: restore our family's honour and ensure the culprit suffers by paying dearly. I had no choice but to be involved in
AUTHOR'S POV Pulling Stephanie by her hair, Logan lifted her to her feet, making her squeal in pain. “Stop! You're hurting me!" Stephanie screamed, feeling the pain rising from her scalp as if he were intent on ripping her hair out. She reached up to remove his hand from her hair to stop him, but they both knew it was hopeless. Logan turned her around and forced her to walk toward the stairs, still holding her hair. Stephanie's heartbeat soared, pounding fiercely in her chest. She knew he was going to take her back and lock her up in that pathetic room. If she needed to get out of here, she had to act fast. “Let go of me!” Stephanie wailed, but he ignored her demands, dragging her up the stairs. "You're hurting me! Let me go!" she yelled as he kept pulling her up the stairs by her hair. Logan scoffed. "Maybe if you stopped fighting, I wouldn't have to hurt you like this," he uttered just before Stephanie spun and kicked him between his legs. Feeling the powerful impact, he