Stacy paced her room, her fingers gripping her phone tightly as she dialed Darvan’s number for the third time that morning. The line rang endlessly, but there was no answer. Fear gripped her. He had been the one calling, yet she had ignored his calls. Now that she was the one trying to reach him, an
Stacy sat at the dining table, staring at Darvan for a long time without saying anything. The silence between them stretched, heavy with unspoken words. She couldn't shake the thought of the lie he'd just told her. So if she hadn’t called Fredrick earlier, she might have believed him without questi
Stacy inhaled deeply as she struggled to pull Darvan up, but he slumped back onto the cushions, immediately losing consciousness. She let out a tired sigh as she looked at him. His face was pale. How she wished she were the reason he was in this state. But no—it was because of another woman. "You s
A few nights after dinner with Mr. Martinez, Liam sat alone in his office, staring blankly at his computer. He had been working on a design, but his mind had started to wander. The soft glow of a nearby lamp cast faint shadows across his desk, but the thoughts crowding his mind were far heavier. C
"Who’s there?" Cassia stammered, her voice trembling as she crawled backwards cautiously. Her heart pounded in her chest as the door slowly creaked open, inch by inch. A figure stood in the shadows, tall and imposing, with a presence that sent chills down her spine. The deep voice that followed ma
Darvan turned away from Cassia's window, but his eyes caught movement—a shadow slipping past her curtains. It wasn’t hers; the figure was unmistakably different. Something felt off, and a cold sensation ran down his spine. His instincts screamed danger. "Cassia!" he said, his voice sharp with worr
Liam's car came to a stop and he left it, hurrying to her door. His heart pounded, not from the rush, but from worry. Her trembling voice still echoed vividly in his mind. He knocked gently on her door and waited patiently for her to answer. When she did, face-to-face with him, her expression said
After the call came to an end, Martinez slid the phone back into his pocket and stared down at the hallway, his thoughts calculative. Who was this Lucas? What was his relationship with Cassia that made Darvan so frustrated? Martinez wondered, his fist clenching in anger. He couldn’t shake the feeli
"Uh... What's going on here?" Quinn asked, her voice filled with surprise. Cassia gently pulled away from Liam's arms, letting out an awkward laugh. "You two can't just stand around. Come help me out," she said to them before turning to Liam. "Why don’t you go take a quick shower and come back?
The day passed in a blur, the hum of activity in the office fading as the evening drew closer. Martinez sat at his desk, his eyes fixed on his wristwatch, counting down the minutes to 6 p.m. He drummed his fingers on the polished wood, his thoughts racing. A knock on the door pulled him from his r
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