LOGIN"Marry me and save your family's reputation or stand the chance of loosing everything." He said, his face stoic. She stood there watching him, the same man she had hated and wished death on for the most part of her adult life. "I'll marry you." She answered, defeated. Sophia Tyler never thought she would meet Bran Garner , the heartless billionaire who previously broke her heart. But when her family's debts became overwhelming, she is left with no option but to meet him again and put her signature on the line. The agreement? In just a year being his wife, her family's money problems will be resolved. Will she survive in a world filled with a lot more than luxury? where her strength is tested and secrets threatening to tear everything apart?
View MoreRen was standing next to the couch where Jane sat; she had a look of calm, almost serene, acceptance on her face. A half-empty glass of champagne sat on the table in front of her. Ren kept a firm look on his face.“Jane,” the detective called out, his weapon still raised, but his voice was softer. “It’s over,” he said.Jane met his gaze directly, a small, knowing smile on her lips. She gently stood up, her movements graceful and unhurried.“I know,” she said, her voice clear and steady. She didn’t resist as the officers cuffed her. Ren was also taken into custody; his loyalty to Jane remained unwavering, even in the face of their impending arrest.*************************************************Back at the precinct, the full story began to unravel. Jane, now seated in an interrogation room, looked like a woman who had finally found peace after a long, arduous journey.“I was involved in everything,” she began, her voice devoid of emotion. “Six years ago, I had Sophia kidnapped
“Find a way to get in touch with Tom,” Jane ordered.“Are you really going to get him involved?” Ren asked.“I wasn’t asking…..I want you to put a call through to Tom,” Jane insisted.Ren came forward. “Jane, listen to me. Tom isn’t who you think he is…I know he’s your husband, I know you still want to believe he’s going to help you out of this—but he won’t. Because he hadn't already,” Ren spoke out for the first time, and this left Jane surprised.Her jaw tightened. “All these years, now you choose to finally speak your mind…..You don’t know him,” Jane stated.Ren exhaled, then signalled Mr Frank, and he excused them.“You are right, I have always followed your orders without arguing, but this time it is different…..I do know what the cops did. They had Mr Tom arrested, and he spilled everything—every single thing… even the one from six years ago,” Ren said.Jane’s face froze.“He cracked….he cut a deal and threw you under,” Ren continued.Her voice dropped to a whisper. "That’s n
*BRAN’S POV*The convoy of police cars, sirens silent but lights flashing, sped through the deserted industrial district. They spread out, their flashlights cutting through the darkness, lighting their paths.The two detectives, their guns drawn, led the way and I, who had somehow managed to convince them to let me tag along, followed from behind, my heart in my throat.The police breached the warehouse, their footsteps echoing in the space. Dust particles danced in the rays of their flashlights. The air was cold and stale, a place long forgotten.Then, a sound. A faint, muffled whimpering was coming from a corner of the warehouse, where a small, isolated room sat.They approached with caution, their guns still raised. The door was open, a ray of light escaping from within. The detective kicked it open, and the sight that greeted them was a relief.Sophia was there. Strapped to a hospital bed and a gag in her mouth, her eyes wide with terror, but she was alive.One of the detectives r
*BRAN’S POV*The lights of the precinct hummed and did little to soothe my nerves. I paced the length of the room. It had been hours since Sophia vanished, and the detectives were hitting dead ends. No ransom calls, no eyewitnesses, nothing. The detectives sat across from a desk, their faces etched with a familiar weariness.“We’ve checked her social media, her bank accounts, and her phone records,” he said, his voice in a low tone. “Zero activity since yesterday afternoon. Her car was found in a parking garage downtown. It’s a clean slate, Mr Bran. It’s like she just… vanished,” the other detective said.I stopped pacing, the words hitting me with the force of a physical blow. A clean slate, the phrase echoed the emptiness I felt inside. I ran a hand through my hair, my mind racing, desperately searching for some forgotten detail, some insignificant clue I might have overlooked.Then, a flicker. A memory, so small and ridiculous, had been buried beneath my panic.An act out of fea



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