Nobela ni Marsive

They both burst into laughter as Rafael climbed into the bed and pulled Celia gently into his arms. The room fell into a peaceful silence, broken only by the sound of their breathing. Soon enough, Celia fell asleep, and Rafael exhaled softly in relief.But as time passed, the warmth of her body next to his began to make him uncomfortably hot. Not wanting to disturb her, he stayed still until he was certain she was in a deep sleep. Then, as quietly as possible, he slipped out of bed and went into the shower for a cold bath. Afterward, instead of returning to the room, he settled on the couch in the living room to give her space and rest properly.The night passed quietly, and morning crept in gently. Celia was up early, and before long, the smell of freshly cooked breakfast filled the house. The delicious aroma stirred Rafael from sleep. Sleepy but curious, he rubbed his eyes and followed the scent into the kitchen.“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. “Don’t

There was a pause on the line, and then both Nico and Lilly started yelling over each other.“No way!”“Is that a Range Rover?” Lilly gasped.“What the hell!” Nico exclaimed. “Are you serious right now?”Celia turned the camera back to her face, her cheeks glistening as tears of happiness welled in her eyes. “I feel so happy.”Behind her, Rafael leaned on the doorway, arms still folded, watching her light up in ways he had not seen since before the kidnapping. His chest ached with how much he wanted to keep that smile on her face forever, even if she was mad at him.Lilly’s voice rang out again. “Girl, I’m happier but you have to marry that man!”“Like immediately.” Nico added.Celia laughed through her tears. “We are on a break.”“Break from what?” Lilly asked, narrowing her eyes.“Our relationship,” Celia replied casually, as though it were nothing.“Doesn’t seem like a break to me. And what are you doing back at your house? Too many things are going on right now!”“I’ve got to go r

“Everything’s in place?” Rafael asked.Viktor gave a short nod. “Arranged,” he said simply, his eyes sharp. “its being moved from your place to hers,”“Good,” Rafael said, jaw tight. “No slip-ups. I want it to be perfect.Viktor gave him a look that said, There won’t be, then turned back toward the door.Inside, a nurse had just finished helping Celia into the wheelchair. She sat stiffly, her expression unreadable, but her eyes briefly searched for Rafael when he walked back in. He stepped forward, lifting her small hospital bag in one hand and wheeling her out himself.The hallways of the hospital echoed faintly with their footsteps. Viktor moved ahead to bring the car around. Rafael didn’t speak, he didn’t try to force a conversation. He just pushed her gently, carefully, the silence between them heavy but not cruel. Just uncertain.At the hospital entrance, the black car pulled up smoothly. Viktor stepped out, opened the door, and then opened the trunk to load the bags. Rafael bent

Two days had passed since the chaos unfolded. Viktor had already dropped Falco off at the dungeon they used for interrogation, a dark, unforgiving place where prisoners went without food or comfort. Falco was left to rot, a silent punishment for his reckless gamble.Meanwhile, Rafael barely ate, his world reduced to the hospital room where Celia lay unconscious. He sat by her side hour after hour, anxiety gnawing at him despite the doctors’ reassurances that she was stable and would wake soon. Yet, every quiet moment felt heavy with fear, the unknown pressing down on him like a weight.In a quieter part of the hospital, Mason stepped into Dalton’s room, his heart tightening when he saw the man awake. The relief surged inside him, but Mason buried it deep, this wasn’t the time to show weakness. Instead, he masked his feelings behind a guarded voice.“Oh, you are finally awake,” Mason said, trying to sound casual.Dalton gave a faint nod, his eyes searching Mason’s face.“Can’t speak ye

Mason drove at breakneck speed, weaving through traffic with one hand gripping the wheel and the other braced against the dashboard as adrenaline surged through his veins. Celia lay in the backseat, unconscious but breathing. Her pulse was weak, her skin cold, and the marks on her neck were stark reminders of how close she had come to death.As soon as he reached the hospital, Mason leapt out and flagged down the emergency team. “She’s in the back! She needs help now!”Doctors and nurses rushed toward the vehicle, swiftly placing Celia on a stretcher and wheeling her into the emergency unit. Mason followed as far as they allowed him, his chest heaving with every breath, until the swinging doors shut him out. A nurse turned to him.“She’s stable for now,” she said gently. “But she’s unconscious. We’ll monitor her closely.”Mason gave a tight nod, his eyes still locked on the doors. “Please take care of her.”He took a moment to collect himself, then approached the front desk. “I need t

The car came to a sudden halt, tires grinding against the cracked concrete as Rafael slammed the door open. Without hesitation, he led the charge toward the rusted entrance of the warehouse. Mason, Viktor, and Dalton followed closely behind, their footsteps echoing in the chilling silence.Rafael kicked the heavy metal door, which groaned but gave way, swinging open just enough for them to slip inside. Shadows danced along the peeling walls, lit only by the faint glow of their tactical flashlights. The air was thick with dust and the stench of damp decay.As they moved deeper into the cavernous warehouse, the sharp crack of gunfire shattered the tense silence like a thunderclap. Dalton ’s eyes widened in shock, his body jerking as a bullet tore through his chest. The pain hit him like a freight train, raw, searing, and immediate.He gasped, clutching desperately at the wound, crimson soaking his fingers. His breath came in ragged, shallow bursts as the world around him blurred. His k