The journey for the released captive was a daunting one. The passage took him two full days to reach the Russia mafia's concealed camp, taxing his strength and resolve. However, his arrival did not go unnoticed. "We've got incoming," announced one of the lookouts, alerting the others to the approaching figure.Prompted by the call, the Russian men filed out to observe the unfolding scene. "It's one of ours," shouted another man from the rear. Recognizing the staggering figure, a group of them rushed to his aid, for he seemed on the brink of collapse."What happened?" They queried in unison, worry etched in their voices.He was too weakened to reply immediately. His body was a horrific canvas of scars, each one a testament to his torturous ordeal. He resembled a man hanging on the edge of life, teetering on the brink of the abyss. Swiftly, they transported him to their makeshift medical facility.The news of the man's return traveled quickly, reaching the ears of the Mafia boss and hi
His question left Asa taken aback, her jaw dropping slightly in surprise. She had never expected such a proposition from him. Collecting her thoughts, she replied, "In truth, I've been considering the prospect of divorce after a year. The decision to marry was largely my father's, not mine."Her honest admission intrigued the mafia boss. He queried further, "So, your father specifically requested this arrangement? A commitment to Biden Hali for a year but, if circumstances remain unchanged, you would pursue a divorce?"His chuckle sliced through the tension in the room. "Are you suggesting this was all for your father's sake? Are you, perhaps, one of those unfortunate girls who get bartered off in matrimonial deals, which society then labels as marriage?"Asa, not wishing to delve further into the circumstances that led to her matrimonial alliance with Biden, chose to be vague. "It's a complex situation. Let's leave it at that," she deflected, hoping to steer the conversation away fro
As soon as Asa set foot before Alfred's room, a surge of intense longing for her son seized her. The ordeal of being kidnapped and separated from her beloved child for two agonizingly long days had left a void in her heart that could only be filled by seeing Alfred. The moment she gently pushed open the door to his room, Alfred, like a small bird returning to its nest, dashed into her waiting arms, encircling her in a heartfelt hug. His voice, thick with both relief and love, reached her ears. "I missed you, Mom," he exclaimed.With his small form safely ensconced in her embrace, Asa responded warmly, "My sweet son, I've missed you." As she uttered these words, she tightened her hold on him, as if trying to merge their two forms into one, vowing silently to never let him go.After an intimate moment spent in each other's arms, Alfred pulled back slightly, shifting to sit on the edge of his bed. Looking up at his mother with wide, questioning eyes, he inquired, "Where have you been, M
"Alright," Biden capitulated, a hint of resignation seeping into his voice. "I give you my word. We will conduct a DNA test. But you must promise me that you will head to bed right after this conversation."Alfred, seemingly content with Biden's reluctant agreement, nodded in affirmation, "Okay, I will." With that declaration, he scampered off towards his room, leaving Biden alone with his turbulent thoughts.The following day, which was a tranquil weekend day free from the hustle of school, provided the perfect opportunity for Biden to follow through with his promise. He arranged for a doctor to visit their home to collect hair samples from both himself and Alfred for a DNA test. Meanwhile, Asa was in the kitchen, blissfully oblivious to the crucial developments unfolding under her own roof.After successfully procuring the necessary samples, the doctor took his leave. With his mission accomplished, Alfred decided to join his mother. Asa, noticing the departure of the visitor, raised
"It was my father's dying wish to remain in this marriage for at least a year," Asa explained, her voice wavering with emotion. "Just before his passing, he left me a letter. He wanted me to stay in this marriage. But now, everything's changed."Biden's expression remained stern, his skepticism clearly etched across his face. He found her explanation hard to swallow. "So, you're under the impression that bearing my child will make me love you?" He laughed bitterly. "If that's what you've been thinking, you couldn't be more wrong. I don't love you, Asa."A heavy silence hung in the room as he continued. "There is only one woman I've ever loved - my childhood sweetheart. My loyalty lies with her and her alone. Whether or not you're the mother of my child is inconsequential to me. You will sign the divorce papers, I will take my son from you, and then you can leave." His words were delivered with a harsh finality.Asa's heart pounded in her chest. Her worst fears were coming true. "This
But Polina's ambitions didn't stop there. Her ultimate goal was far greater than inheriting Asa's father's wealth. She wanted to become the most powerful woman in city, and marrying Biden was a surefire way to achieve that. With Asa's father's fortune already in her grasp, her next target was Biden's childhood sweetheart. Once she was out of the way, Polina could take her place beside Biden.Without wasting a second, Polina hauled Asa's unconscious form into the back of her car and drove towards the sea. She planned to dispose of Asa's body in the ocean, where it would be swallowed up by the vast expanse of water, leaving no trace behind.Polina reveled in her plans, a malicious grin tugging at her lips as she envisioned her future. "Once Asa's out of the way, Biden's childhood sweetheart will rush into his arms to comfort him, and then my true plan will unfurl," she murmured to herself, feeling a surge of anticipation for the fame and power that awaited her.She was completely consum
Asa stirred awake, a delicate veil of confusion shrouding her consciousness. The room she found herself in was eerily still, the silence of the place a stark contrast to the tumultuous storm raging within her mind. Despite the peculiar calm, she could not help but find the room unsettling. It bore an uncanny resemblance to the very room she'd been held captive in by the Mafia. But why on earth would she be here, again?Asa’s memories played hide and seek with her. The last thing she could recall with any clarity was her time spent with Polina. Her gaze landed on her clothing, noticing the stark difference. Even her underwear had been changed. A wave of nauseating dread washed over her. Could it be that some unscrupulous men had taken advantage of her vulnerability while she was unconscious? She racked her brain for recollections, hoping to untangle the muddled threads of her memory, but it was as elusive as catching smoke with bare hands.Dragging herself off the bed, she decided to
In a warehouse, a woman was tied to the chair, Timofel stood in the room with the woman awaiting Biden's presence. Once Biden walked in, he recognized the woman to be the same woman he saw hit Asa and stuck Asa in the boot of her car in the CCTV footage, he went straight to her and gripped her throat. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine."Tell me where you've hidden her!" Biden's voice was filled with a mix of rage and desperation.The woman shook in fear, a tremor of terror evident in her voice. "I don't know... what you're referring to.""The CCTV camera already made it obvious you are the one?" Timofel interjected sharply. "Quit pretending you're oblivious to Asa's kidnap."Tears filled her eyes, spilling down her cheeks. "I honestly do not know anything about Asa talkless of kidnapping her. Please believe me," she sobbed.Biden exchanged a telling glance with Timofel, who responded with a resigned shake of his head. The message was clear: this woman wouldn't be c