All Chapters of Love Under Fire: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

NancySitting in the basement next to Bruce, heavy silence filled the air, except for the sound of popcorn popping in the bowl next to me. I had prepared it as an ironic gesture, an almost theatrical touch to watch Bruce's downfall. He, who so loved being in control, was now tied up, powerless, and reduced to insignificance. The man I knew who for so many years imposed his power on everyone around him, was now nothing more than a shadow of what he once was. Even so, his tongue remained sharp."You're stupid, Nancy," he began, his tone full of contempt despite his miserable situation. His hands were trapped, and he could barely move, but his arrogance was still intact. "You and your boyfriend just destroyed our children's future. With the fall of the Morton empire, the money that supports Amber's luxurious life will run out, and now our daughter will have to work and live in poverty, like a damn normal person. Is that what you want? Our boy Peter is going to spend his entire life worki

HaraldSince that encounter with Glory in the bathroom, the confusion never seemed to leave me. She wanted us to run away together, abandoning everything, leaving the past behind. Before, an idea like that would have filled me with excitement, it would have been the kind of adventure I needed to free myself. There were five years of secret meetings, five years of a passion that burned in the shadows, away from my father's relentless gaze. Being with Glory had been a way to challenge him, to prove to myself that he didn't have absolute control over my life. She had been my silent rebellion, the outlet that allowed me to breathe amid the constant pressure and humiliation.But now... now I hesitated. Her proposal, something that would have been irresistible in the past, seemed to no longer make sense. I drove aimlessly, trying to understand what had changed. And my thoughts kept coming back to Candace.Candace, who was always there, by my side, without asking questions. Candace, who neve

CandaceMy head throbbed. When I opened my eyes, the surrounding darkness was almost total, broken only by a faint beam of light coming from a dirty, dust-covered window. My arms were tied tightly, the tight knot cut my wrists, and the cold of the abandoned warehouse made me shiver. I had become disoriented and confused, trying to understand what had happened. Then a growing fear hit me. “The baby,” I thought, with a wave of panic, as I looked at my belly.“Someone help me!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the empty warehouse. I struggled against the restraints, but the pain only increased. My eyes adjusted to the darkness, and that's when I noticed a figure stepping out of the shadows.Glory was there, with a triumphant smile on her face. Her eyes had an insane shine, and she approached me, savoring every step. My heart started pounding in my chest. She was more upset than ever, and the way she looked at me made me shiver.“Glory? What…what are you doing?” I asked, trying to stay

HaraldI breathed hard, watching Glory's face as she held the gun tightly, as if that object represented something sacred to her. It was impossible to believe that this woman, who had once been everything to me, had now become my greatest threat. The intense glow in his eyes was a mixture of deep pain and unhealthy obsession. And that glow was focused on me, asking me for something I didn't know if I could handle."Please, Glory… You don't have to do this. We both don't need this," I murmured, trying to maintain control even though my hands were shaking and my heart was beating so loudly I could hear it.She laughed softly, an almost empty sound, as if she were mocking my weaknesses. Laughter echoed off the walls of the room and hit me like a blast of cold air. Gloria moved slowly, and I felt the heat from her body as she got closer. The gun was still held tightly in her hand."Harald, my love… do you really believe I don't need this?" She whispered, her tone soft and cruel at the sam

JakeIt was early morning, and the mansion was enveloped in an almost reverent silence. I looked at Nancy, who was sleeping peacefully next to me, her serene face illuminated by the soft moonlight streaming through the window. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable, and I felt an impulse of affection come over me. I calmed down for a moment, listening to his gentle breathing, but then anger and determination began to shift in my chest, reminding me of what I needed to do.That night, it wasn't just about me; it was about her. I approached Nancy and, with all the care in the world, I gave her a soft kiss on the forehead. “Sorry about that, love,” I murmured, even though I knew she wouldn’t wake up. The image of her smile and the pain she had supported pushed me off the bed. I got up, put on a t-shirt and jeans that I had with me and grabbed my brass knuckles. I felt that the moment had arrived.Furthermore, I walked down the stairs, the wooden floors creaking beneath my feet, as if ale