Mag-log inRose studied him silently until the man stopped a few feet away from her. "So you're awake." Rose swallowed. "Who are you?" He ignored the question. "Do you know where you are?" "Obviously no." "What do you think happened?" "I was kidnapped." A faint smile appeared on his face. "At least you'r
The news reached Alex before it reached most of the people who worked for Black Corporation. He was sitting in his office when Derek entered, his expression unusually serious. "Boss." Alex looked up from the documents in front of him. "What is it?" Derek hesitated for only a second. "Miss Rose h
She froze for a moment as she stared at the blood, her mind struggling to process what she had just witnessed. Another gunshot rang out. Her heart pounded as fear finally took hold. These people weren't trying to scare them. They were willing to kill. Another guard attempted to call for assistanc
"I…..I didn't know," he stammered. "I swear, I didn't know it was you." "That doesn't change the result." The executive immediately dropped to his knees. "Please." The leader looked down at him without sympathy. "I trusted you to do one simple thing, and you failed." "I can fix it," the executiv
Meanwhile, somewhere in Seattle at a luxurious bar. A man sat alone at a bar, staring into the glass of whiskey in his hand. He was none other than the former top executives at Black corporation who had lost his job two months ago. Once a respected figure within the company, he now spent his days d
Rose entered the mansion with her handbag over one shoulder, still thinking about everything that had happened at Alex's villa. Her mind was crowded with questions, and whenever she remembered the kisses they had shared, her cheeks warmed despite her efforts to remain composed. She was so distracte
Rose was already halfway to the staircase, eager to retreat to her room and put the day behind her, when a sharp voice called out from the living room. “Rose.” She paused mid-step. Only then did she notice William seated stiffly on one of the couches, his expression dark and anxious. He must h
After the car rolled out of the Gray ancestral mansion, Rose finally relaxed into her seat. The heavy atmosphere of the family dining room drifted off her shoulders the farther they drove. She turned her head slightly toward the front. “Brother Luthor, head to the restaurant. The one Sister Nancy
The soft click of Rose’s heels echoed lightly along the marble corridor as she headed downstairs. But just as she got to the main living room, she froze. Standing by one of the tall windows was Pamela, dressed in a simple but elegant cream-colored dress, her posture straight, her expression gentle.
Meanwhile, Luthor pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of the elegant restaurant. “We’ve arrived, little Rose,” he announced. Rose picked up her bag and turned to him with a gentle smile. “Brother Luthor, why don’t you go visit your family for a while? I’ll call you when I’m done.” Luthor







