All Chapters of When love strikes : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

21DavisI sat in the private room, the subtle hum of the coffee shop providing a backdrop to the conversation with the mysterious woman. She was an associate from the company I had just signed, a major player in the tech industry."I appreciate your partnership, Davis. This collaboration will undoubtedly elevate both our companies," she said, a confident smile gracing her features.I reciprocated the gesture, keeping my business demeanor intact. "The pleasure is mine. I believe in mutually beneficial alliances."As the conversation delved into business strategies and future plans, I couldn't help but glance towards the entrance, my mood tired, eyes tired. Only for me to see her come in with her friend. She was dressed in a black jacket with a dress within.Her hair was in a messy bun. She looked beautiful and classy. Her eyes met mine but she quickly turned away and moved on while whispering to her friend. The associate continued interrupting my thoughts, "Your approach is refresh

23Anna"I see you are enjoying yourself," he said to me, amusement dancing in his eyes.Caught off guard, I stammered, "Davis, I didn't... I mean, I thought you wouldn't be home."He chuckled, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "Clearly, I came home at the right time."The music lingered in the air as an awkward silence settled between us. I hastily reached for my jacket, attempting to compose myself. "I didn't expect you to be back so soon."He leaned against the doorway, his gaze lingering on me. "Well, surprises happen. Apparently, I'm not the only one who can enjoy a little unexpected entertainment."I felt a flush of embarrassment, my cheeks warm as I tried to mask the unease. "I was just... letting loose, you know? It's been a stressful day."Davis arched an eyebrow, his eyes glinting with a playful curiosity. "Twerking and wine, the cure for stress?"I shrugged, attempting nonchalance. "Sometimes, you just need a break from the routine."He pushed himself off the doorway,

AnnaI sat on my bed, my feet tapping anxiously on the floor. I found myself biting my fingers excessively, a nervous habit that betrayed the turmoil within. My father remained unconscious, his fate hanging in the balance, and the weight of the impending decision loomed over me.The fact that Davis had left without a word, perhaps without even seeing me, added another layer of complexity to the already tumultuous day. His absence resonated in the silence that enveloped the house, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the weight of the secrets I carried.The call I awaited would connect me to the clandestine world I had immersed myself in – a world of shadows and dangerous transactions. As I glanced at the clock, each passing moment heightened the tension, the unknowns of the impending mission casting a shadow over my already troubled marriage.In the solitude of my room, I grappled with the conflicting emotions – the sense of duty to my father and the clandestine life I led, against

DavisI sat in my office, the bright daylight filtering through the windows, casting shadows across the room. My feet tapped incessantly on the floor as impatience gnawed at me. Anna had promised she'd come home last night, and I needed to clear the air between us. There were things that needed to be said, questions that begged for answers.And maybe tell her to stop involving herself in whatever she was doing and know why at least she had to involve herself in what she was doing. I glanced at my phone, frustration building as I tried calling her again, only to be met with the automated message that she wasn't reachable. Annoyance pulsed through me. Why say you're coming home and then disappear? Why leave me in this state of worry?Just as irritation crept in, my phone rang. I seized it, hoping to see Anna's name, but disappointment settled in when I saw it was Liam calling. I groaned and answered, "What is it?"Liam's voice carried a tone of urgency. "Have you seen what's trendin

AnnaHe was a psychopath. That's the only conclusion I could draw from the way he acts. Leaning on the table, cleaning his gun, all while I felt weak and disorientedThe room felt tight, I don't know what date or time it was. It felt like weeks though. I haven't seen the sun in a while, the only decency he had given me was to be able to use the bathroom but I was followed by one of his workers. A lady. There was no escape route though, just a right cubicle. The lady was strong muscular and always had a baton. I felt weak whenever I was with her. Weak and useless. My throat was parched, and my tongue felt dry. I muttered, "Thirsty. I am thirsty."Alex gave me a look then he mockingly laughed, his amusement evident, and he replied, "Sorry, darling, I can't hear you."I took deep breaths, gathering my strength. "I said I am thirsty."He looked at me with a twisted grin, saying, "Okay... so? You do know I won't give you anything until you accept my deal.""Why?" I croaked, my voice