Semua Bab Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now!: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Freya The evening air was cool against my skin as I stepped out of the car, stretching my legs after the long flight. The city lights shimmered in the distance, a quiet hum of life buzzing around us, but my attention was locked on Victor. He stepped out beside me, effortlessly composed as always. His suit was slightly rumpled from travel, but somehow, that only made him look more irresistible. His sharp eyes swept over me, taking me in from head to toe, and a tiny, nervous flutter stirred in my stomach. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, suddenly self-conscious. “I know, I look a mess,” I muttered, smoothing out the creases in my dress. “I barely had time to pack, let alone pick out something perfect. It was a last minute decision, so I just had to make do with what I had on.” His gaze lifted from my dress to my face, and a slow, knowing smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “Freya,” he said, his voice like velvet, “you look perfect already. You don’t need to cha

FreyaThe moment we stepped into the hall, I felt like I'd walked straight into a dream. The grand hall was illuminated by warm golden lights, casting a soft glow over the polished marble floors and high arched ceilings. Crystal chandeliers hung elegantly above, their prisms scattering little specks of rainbow light across the room. There was music being played from a string quartet tucked in the background, and the sweet scent of expensive cologne and floral arrangements hung in the air. Art pieces, paintings, sculptures, intricate jewelry designs were displayed on elegant pedestals and along the colorful walls. Each piece had a little spotlight, making it feel like a treasure waiting to be discovered. Servers in neat black-and-white uniforms moved gracefully through the crowd, offering trays of sparkling champagne."Oh my God, Victor," I whispered, clutching his arm. "This place is stunning." He smiled down at me, his eyes full of warmth. "I knew you'd love it." "I feel like we

SoniaI saw the way Dennis’ face twisted in fury, the way his hands clenched into fists by his sides. Everything was crumbling. The life we had built, the security we had fought for… it was slipping right through our fingers. But I wasn’t about to let it go without a fight, and I wouldn’t let him give up either.Seeing as he was unraveling, his mind racing… desperate for solutions, his whole world flipped upside down. He was spiraling, completely disorganized. I knew that was my opening. He needed me, whether he admitted it or not. And I would make sure he realized it. I had watched him fall apart before, seen him at his lowest when things went to hell, and every single time, I had been the one to pick him back up. To clean up his mess. And this time wouldn’t be any different. This was my perfect chance. I would get him to back to me… and everything would naturally fall into place.I reached for his arm, softening my voice into something comforting, something familiar. “Dennis,

Dennis I didn’t look back as I walked away from Sonia’s pathetic outburst. Her threats meant nothing to me. She had no power over me anymore.All I cared about was getting Freya back.She was my ticket out of this mess, my way back to the life I deserved. The soft life.I walked down the street, my head buzzing with thoughts. I needed a plan. A damn good one.After getting far enough from Sonia, I hailed a ride to my brother’s apartment. I didn’t bother calling ahead. I needed to talk to him, face-to-face.When I arrived, I was expecting to see just him, maybe a beer in his hand and a smug look on his face. I knew he was going to taunt me with the whole thing, and I was ready for him.What I wasn’t expecting was my parents sitting in the living room, waiting for me.The second I stepped inside, my mother’s sharp voice cut through the air.“Dennis! What in God’s name have you done?!”I barely had time to react before my father slammed a newspaper onto the table. The front page had my

FreyaSitting at the dressing table, I carefully wiped the last traces of makeup from my face, letting out a soft sigh as the cool sensation of the cleanser soothed my skin. The night had been perfect, but I was exhausted. My reflection in the mirror showed nothing but a content smile. But then, I caught something else… Victor, standing a few feet away, just watching me. His gaze was intense yet gentle, his lips curled into a faint smile. I raised an eyebrow, amusement lacing my voice. "Why are you staring at me like that?" His smile deepened as he took a slow step closer. "Because I still can’t believe you’re finally mine." My heart did a little flip at his words, warmth spreading through my chest. He reached me within seconds, his strong hands resting on my shoulders as he leaned down to press a soft kiss against my bare shoulder. I hummed at the contact but couldn’t resist teasing him. "Funny," I mused, tilting my head to meet his gaze. "I don’t remember you actually