Rhea's Pov A snicker escaped my lips before I could even stop it and it was when I knew that I had fucked up as his eyebrows immediately furrowed. But why should I care as he was going to kill me soon anyways? Even if he was going to beat me until I dropped unconscious, as long as he didn't take us away from this place, I wouldn't mind. I glanced down at my phone which was still on the ground and back at the man. I could only hope that Alaric was already on his way and that I wouldn't do this for nothing. “Ah…” I took a long deep breath, readying myself for what was to come, “Alright. Let's do this.” I muttered under my breath. I looked up at him and smirked, “It was getting boring.” “What?” He paused. “I said… It was getting boring.” I repeated, louder this time, my smirk widening, “Honestly, I thought that whoever was dropping those rats at my doorstep had more creativity than just dead rats. It was an amateur movement. The fear you were looking for? That was just me bei
Rhea's Pov The man stormed in, his eyes blazing with amusement as he stared at me. I glared at him, my hands still shaking from the force. And also, I was scared. Now that I saw him clearly, despite the dim lights, I could tell. This was him. The same man who had stalked me that day when I was going to the marriage hall, and the man who had stabbed me that night. He was the one. “Why didn't you stay put like I expected you to stay? Now we'll have to start moving all over again until I'm done with you. Why do women like you not like to listen?” The man used the gloves in his hand to hit me on the face, twice. There was an infuriating smirk on his face. “What do you want with her? If the police find out where you are, you won't be able to escape at all!” Marcus yelled from where he was tied up. He was struggling against the bindings very noticeably but it was too tight. The knot he used couldn't be easily untied. “Well… I have nothing against her in particular. It's just tha
Rhea's Pov My eyes fluttered open, a groan escaping my lips as a dull ache throbbed beneath my forehead. My head felt heavy, and the world was swaying. I shook my head and blinked, trying to clear my blurry vision. Where was I? I looked around; it was dark. The only light that came in was through the small holes in the cracks and thankfully, they shone bright enough to make me see things a bit. I was in a moving vehicle, probably the truck that hit Marcus and I. Was it the stalker who hit us? Panic began to coil in my stomach. I tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through my side. "Marcus?" I whispered, my voice hoarse. No answer. I fumbled around, feeling for him. My hands touched his warm body. I felt for his pulse, my heart hammering. It was there, he was still breathing, though it was faint. Marcus was unconscious. “Oh God.” I muttered, trying to calm my breath so he wouldn't know that I was already awake. My hands, though still shaky, instinctively went to my pock
Rhea's Pov A Few Hours Ago “We've been on the lookout and here's what we found.” Marcus placed a picture on the table. It was face down and for some reason, I didn't want to open it. “This guy has been stalking you since the third day that those dead rats started appearing in front of the company. We think we might be the one placing them there.” Marcus explained.Someone was stalking me? My heart clenched at the thought. It was to be expected; someone stalking me, I mean. But it still brought back bad memories. “I think you should check out who he is.” Marcus drummed on the table, his eyes on me. I was trying to stall, it seems he noticed that. I sighed, gulped down some saliva to wet my dry throat and slowly turned the picture face up. The moment I saw the man in the picture, my breath froze, and I stilled. It was him! The man who killed me in my past life! My eyes were wide. I couldn't breathe. It felt like a huge stone was placed upon my chest, stopping the airflow. My hands
Alaric's Pov I practically jumped into the car, Laziel hot on my trail. I started the engine, pulling out sharply out of the garage. As I drove, I dialed a number on my phone. It rang twice before Nathan picked up. “Boss?” “That guy we were tracking down, the one I asked you to find for me, what's his status?!” I asked, avoiding an incoming car. The way I was driving, I was sure I would get a speeding ticket and probably land in jail for some time, but I didn't care. Rhea was in danger. “He's still under our watch? Why?” “Are you sure he’s under control? Check where he is right now!” I barked into the phone, my voice tight with an urgency that clearly startled Nathan. I gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white. The moment I had gone back home, after meeting Rhea at the hotel, I had tasked Nathan with one singular, relentless mission: find the man who had stabbed Rhea. We had found him, eventually, a ghost in the shadows, and had kept him under wraps, contained, away from the w
Alaric's Pov The office was meticulously organized, as always. Rhea’s taste for minimalism was evident in the modern furniture and the lack of clutter on her expansive desk. Yet, despite its orderliness, an unsettling quiet hung in the air, a stark contrast to the vibrant energy Rhea usually brought to the space.I walked further into the room, my eyes scanning every surface. A bitter wave of self-reproach washed over me. Fool. I had been so caught up in my own affairs, so confident in Rhea’s capabilities, that I hadn’t pressed her enough. When she said she could handle it, I believed her. When she claimed to be busy, I gave her space. I should have been more attentive. I should have insisted on helping her. My trust, usually a strength, felt like a gaping vulnerability now. This wasn't her usual "busy." This was something she was trying to keep hidden, something that had clearly overwhelmed her.“Anything?” Laziel’s voice cut through my thoughts. He was already checking the large, f