Chapter: 0005# Chapter 5 – Valentina’s POVThe words hang in the air like a death sentence.‘Week’s up.’I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, still in the oversized silk pajamas Sofia brought me a few days ago which was soft, expensive, and completely useless against the chill that just crawled up my spine. My hands are clasped so tightly in my lap that my knuckles are white. I can’t look away from him.Dante doesn’t move from the doorway at first. He just stands there, tall and broad, the hallway light carving sharp shadows across his face. He finishes loosening his tie with deliberate slowness, then pulls it free and tosses it onto a chair. The motion is casual, almost lazy, but there’s nothing lazy about the way his ice-blue eyes are fixed on me.I swallow. My throat feels like sandpaper. “We could… talk about this,” I manage, hating how small my voice sounds.He steps into the room and closes the door behind him with a soft click that somehow feels louder than a gunshot. “There’s nothing to tal
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
Chapter: 0004# Chapter 4 – Valentina's POVIt is tomorrow already. My wedding day. I had hardly had any sleep last night because I keep hearing gunshots over and over again. I close my eyes, as i sit up from my bed, shielding my eyes from the morning sunlight. Like someone is watching me, five women give one sharp knock on the door and file in, lining up in a straight line on the foot of my bed. I blink, watching all of them and their stone cold, expressionless faces. ‘Who…who are you? What do you want?’ My voice raises as I tremble, shifting backwards on my bed. ‘Boss said we should come and dress you up.’ I blink, looking at each of them, confused. The one with the huge, black box step forward.‘For what?’‘Your wedding.’ My eyes widen in realisation. I bite my lips and nod my head, slowly getting off the bed. The women come over, taking me to the bathroom without any word. I try to strike a conversation with them, but they only respond with hums or completely ignore me. I sigh as I go naked i
Last Updated: 2025-11-22
Chapter: 0003Chapter 3 – Valentina’s POVI’m sitting on this huge couch that honestly looks like it costs more than my whole student loan pile. Someone threw a blanket at me, and I’m wrapped in it. My hands won’t stop shaking. My legs feel like jelly. My brain is just… noise.I keep seeing Daniel’s face, Marcus’s brother. The guy who almost shot me in the head ten minutes ago.We escaped through some underground tunnel thing I didn’t know existed. I swear it looked like the kind of place where crimes happen. Dante dragged me the whole way. Marcus covered us while bleeding from somewhere I still don’t want to think about.Marcus is in the other room now, pacing and whispering into his phone like he is hiding something from me, snd doesn't want me to hear it.And Dante?Dante is standing by the window, back straight and his hands behind him like a soldier waiting to kill something. He took off his jacket. His shirt has blood on itand I'm pretty sure it’s not his. His sleeves are rolled up. His veins
Last Updated: 2025-11-22
Chapter: 0002Chapter 2 – Valentina’s POVI can’t breathe. I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE!I keep pacing around this huge living room like some trapped animal, my hands shaking so badly I have to wipe them on my jeans every two seconds. My clothes are still wet from the rain. My hair is sticking to my face. I look like someone dragged kn the fllor. Maybe they did.I don’t know anymore.The man, that ice-eyed stranger who saved me and scared me and ruined my life all in the same hour stands near the giant window like he owns the whole damn earth. He probably does. He hasn’t said a single word since the ‘you marry me’ part.My headtrying to recover.‘This isn’t real,’ I mumble. My voice sounds so thin and cracked. ‘No, no, no. This is some nightmare. Or… or a movie. I don’t know. Marcus, say something.’My uncle sits on the couch, elbows on his knees, face buried in his hands. He looks older than he did this morning. His suit is wrinkled. His gun holster is still on.He looks broken. Immediately, i realise
Last Updated: 2025-11-22
Chapter: 0001Chapter 1Valentina's POVAs I am walking through this wet, dark alley, I really start to have this dark feeling that something is going to happen. I swallow.I shouldn't have passed here. I shouldn't have passed here. I increase my pace, trying to to cut through the alley. Suddenly, something shiny flashes in the corner of my eyes and I turn to look at it. I shouldn't have looked, but I did. I see three men in black suits stabbing their knives into a man laying on the floor, struggling to breathe as he chokes on his blood. I feel something grip my body as I freeze. Immediately, one of them looks up, our eyes meeting across the alley. He didn't even say anything. He just pointed at me, and suddenly, my legs start to work.My heart thumps hard in my ribs and I can hear them behind me, their footsteps increasing. I dare to look back. They are nit running. They know they don’t have to. I’m just a girl, a psychology graduate who volunteers at a community center. I’m not built for this.
Last Updated: 2025-11-22
Chapter: At The Edge Of Control~Jonathan’s POVI spin toward Sera’s room, my heart slamming against my ribs as the fire alarm screeches through the hospital. The hallway is a mess. There are nurses shouting, patients stumbling out of their rooms, a tray of medical supplies crashed on the floor, shards of glass glinting under the flashing red lights. My phone is still in my hand, the text ringing in my mind: How long do you think you can protect her? The words feel like a blade, sharp and personal, and that shattering sound just before the alarm has me on edge. Someone is here. Someone is watching us. Watching her.‘Seraphina!’ I yell again, shoving past a nurse who is trying to direct people toward the exits. My voice is swallowed by the chaos, but I don’t care. I need to get to her. Now. Ethan’s in there with her, and I don’t trust him. He is hiding something, and I’ll be damned if I let him near her while this place is falling apart.I burst through the door of her exam room. Sera is still on the stretcher, he
Last Updated: 2025-09-15
Chapter: How Long Can You Protect Her?~Jonathan’s POVI’m standing by Sera’s bed, my hand still tingling from where it brushed hers. Her eyes are heavy with exhaustion, her face pale and bruised, but she’s here, alive, and that’s all that matters. The hospital room smells of antiseptic and I've been holding back the urge to cringe hard, and the fluorescent lights above us cast harsh shadows. I can’t stop looking at her, checking for any sign she’s slipping away again. My chest is tight. All I feel inside is a mix of relief and rage. That Roy’s face, bloody and broken, flashes in my mind, and I wish I had hit him harder, made him suffer more for what he did to her.The door bursts open, and Ethan storms in, his eyes wide and frantic. ‘Sera!’ he says, his voice low but sharp, like he’s been running. He rushes to her side, his body trembling as he grabs the bedrail. His dark hair is messy, his jacket rumpled, and there’s something off about the way he moves as he moves to fast and too eagerly. My jaw clenches. What the hel
Last Updated: 2025-09-14
Chapter: Hidden Wounds~Seraphina’s POVMy heart stops for a moment as I catch that glimpse of a figure ducking out of sight through the glass door of the exam room. It’s not Jonathan. He’s right here, his hand still gripping mine, his eyes locked on me with that fierce intensity that makes my stomach twist. The figure was too quick, too…dark, but it sends a chill through me, like a ghost that appears in a room, you know, that kind of chill. I force my gaze back to Jonathan, trying to shake the feeling. I’m safe now, I tell myself. Roy is gone. Jonathan is here. But my pulse won’t slow, and my skin prickles with unease.The nurse adjusts the IV in my arm, her movements quick and efficient. ‘We’re taking you for a CT scan,’ she says, her voice calm but firm. ‘Just to rule out any head trauma.’ She glances at Jonathan, who’s still hovering by my side, his jaw tight. ‘You’ll need to wait here, sir.’Jonathan’s grip on my hand tightens, like he’s afraid to let go. ‘I’m not leaving her,’ he says stubbornly, his
Last Updated: 2025-09-13
Chapter: Not Lucky~Seraphina’s POVJonathan’s arms are around me, his breath heavy and shaky against my hair. His shirt is slightly wet with blood and sweat, but I hold tight on to him, my fingers digging into his back. My body shakes, every bruise and cut stinging like crazy, but his warmth is the only thing keeping me from falling apart. The warehouse is silent now, except for the faint groans of Roy’s guys and the distant drip and lapping of water. Roy is slumped against the wall, unconscious, his face a mess of blood. Jonathan pulls back slightly, his hands cupping my face. His eyes search mine, wide and desperate, blood trickling from a cut on his brow. ‘Sera, can you walk? We need to get out of here.’ His voice is rough and urgent, but there’s something soft in it, something that makes my chest tighten in a way I don’t want to think about.I nod, even though my legs feel like jelly. ‘I think so.’ My voice is weak, barely a whisper. It feels raw from screaming. I try to stand, but my knees buckle
Last Updated: 2025-09-13
Chapter: Dragged Into Hell~Seraphina’s POV The door is ahead of us and it feels like I'm being dragged into another trap. It's rusted frame gives it a rickety look. Roy’s grip on my arm is like iron bars, dragging me forward as my legs wobble, barely holding my weight. My body is a map of pain with bruises throbbing on my ribs, my cheek burning from where he struck me, blood dripping from my split lip. Every breath I take is a struggle, my lungs burning, but I cling to the flicker of hope that keeps me upright. Jonathan. I saw him. His dark hair, his broad shoulders, the dark fire in his eyes. He’s here, somewhere in this hellish warehouse, and he’s coming for me. Roy is muttering again, his voice sharp. ‘Fucking Jonathan. Thinks he can play the hero every cycling time. Pathetic matyr.’ He yanks me harder, and I stumble, my knees scraping the concrete. I bite back a cry, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. My wrists are raw from the ropes, blood slick on my hands, but I claw at his
Last Updated: 2025-09-12
Chapter: Leverage~Seraphina’s POV The world floats back slowly, like waking from a dream I can’t escape. My head throbs. A dull, relentless ache pulses behind my eyes like it has a life of its own. My mouth tastes of chemicals, sharp and bitter, and my tongue feels heavy, stuck to the roof of my mouth. I’m slumped against something hard, the cold concrete biting into my back. My wrists burn, the rope cutting into them, binding my hands behind me. I try to move, but my body protests, sluggishly and faintly like I’m underwater. The air smells of rust and damp, and somewhere nearby, water drips in a steady rhythm. I blink, forcing my eyes to focus. The room is dim, and the only thing lighting it is only a flickering bulb hanging from a chain. Crates are stacked around me, casting shadows to the floor. My heart jumps. Where am I? The last thing I remember is Roy’s hand on my wrist, his sneer and the cloth over my face. I also remember Alistair’s voice, shouting my name as everything went dark. My ches
Last Updated: 2025-09-11
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