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I stared at the almond candy in front of me and sighed. I had told myself.
No more almond candies But yeah I couldn’t stop craving even when I kept telling myself that I could do it, I could stay a day without taking one. I sighed as I stared at it sitting temptingly on the desk, I shook my head—Fuck it. I snatched the candy, tore the wrapper and sighed as the chocolate hit my taste buds. I was addicted to candies, especially almond candy. I couldn’t stay a day without popping one into my mouth. My ex boyfriend used to tease me about it, the dork even said maybe it was the candy that made me insensitive to sex. I sighed again for the fifth time, adding that to another list of my problems. Something must be wrong with me how on earth would someone not react when strong hands massage your clit. Or when a tongue played with your nipples. Damn I had a problem, a serious one. Maybe after work today, I should hit a therapist or a doctor. The door opened and Beth waltzed in swinging her hips like Shakira “Sage dear” she said in her singsong voice. “Tell me you heard the news” she said and I stared at her in confusion. “What news?” I asked and she stared at me incredulously. “What news?” She echoed in disbelief, “Do you even work here at all” “Of course” I waved my hands at the computer on my desk. Beth shook her head. “You’re unbelievable, everyone knows this. It’s talk of this company” she said and I sighed. Truth be told, I barely knew what happened in this company. I had a whole lot on my mind and extra loads of problems. “Just tell me” I groaned and she shot me a look before plopping down on the chair in front of me. “The company has been sold…... .to someone else” she said and I raised a brow. Now I see why she was surprised I didn’t know this. This was indeed…..news. “So we get to move out, find another job?” I asked and she shrugged. She played with a lock of blonde hair on her forehead. “I don’t know, I guess we’ll see for now. Dave told me that the new owner said he would like to see the staff. Maybe he’s not gonna chase everyone out” she said and I let out my breath in relief. This was all my years of hard work. After Dad had died I had to struggle to climb all the way to get to his company and I didn’t fancy it all just toppling down. Beth's phone buzzed and I watched as her face lit up as she stared at the screen. She raised her head and grinned at me, she stood “Come on, Sage. He’s here” she said and I stared at her in confusion. “Who?” I asked and she raised her hands in exasperation. “Dammit Sage, the new owner, what the Fuck is going through that pea sized brain of yours” she said and I fought the urge to smirk. I followed her to where she pointed at our boss talking to a very tall figure. He was dressed in a dark tuxedo suit and his pants were well tailored, looking to be from the latest brand. His wristwatch alone, I was sure, could afford my salary for a full year and more. As if sensing us he turned and stared……right at me. For a moment my blood ran cold, not because of anything but because I could remember this face. This handsome dark haired man, with his green eyes which looked slightly older now. Then he smiled and my legs literally went weak, I stumbled forward and Beth had to tug on my arm to keep me on my feet. Why was I feeling this way? Why did my knees suddenly go weak from a single smile? This was weird. If the man in front of us seemed to notice me stumbling on my own feet he made no show for it. He turned to my boss, or rather our former boss. “You didn’t tell me she worked here” he said and the other man stared at me. “You know her Mr Mark” he asked. Mark, yes. That was what dad called him. Mark grinned, he didn’t answer the other man but instead walked to where Beth and I stood. He offered his arm. “Pleasure to meet you again Sage, you’ve grown so much” he said. His voice was deep, soothing. It ran through my bones and for a moment all I could do was stare. Another thing he didn’t know was that I had a crush on him back when I was still a young teenager. Beth jabbed me in the ribs jolting me out of my reverie and I offered a smile and shook his hand. “Yes Uhh…..Mr Mark. It’s nice to meet you too” I stammered and she sighed. Pls let my hand go. My panties are wet. Fortunately he let my hand go and I let out my breath. What the hell was wrong with me. Why was I getting aroused from a single touch I thought I couldn’t get aroused. Heck I had even planned to go to a doctor to check my condition after work today. “Hit me up when you’re done with work. I'd like to take you out to dinner. To catch up, good?” He drawled and I nodded. “Yes…sir” I said and he nodded to Beth and walked away. The other man followed. Beth stared at me in surprise. She punched me in the arm and I winced. “Hey” “Holy mother of……..you freaking know Mark Arthur” she said as we walked down a series of stairs back to the office. “Yeah so?” I said trying to act nonchalant and she shook her head. “You’re upside in the head Sage. That’s one of the richest and most prestigious men in America and he just shook your hands like you’re family.” She replied. “It’s nothing” I ground out. “Yeah it’s nothing,” she said sarcastically. “And hey I saw your licking your lips when he held your hand” Damn I was in for one hell of a rough ride. And how on earth did one get aroused from a handshake. He smiled at me, “Come on, let’s go eat we have a lot to catch up on” Yeah we do.Sage POV Six Months LaterThe warm Mediterranean sun kissed my skin as I stood on the private terrace of our villa in Santorini. The Aegean Sea stretched out below us like a sparkling blue jewel. Whitewashed walls and bougainvillea surrounded me, and the gentle breeze carried the scent of salt and wildflowers.I wore a simple white sundress that barely reached mid-thigh. Underneath, I wore nothing at all — just like Mark had ordered this morning.Strong arms wrapped around me from behind. Mark’s bare chest pressed against my back, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.“You look beautiful, Mrs. Arthur,” he murmured, voice low and rough in that way that still made my knees weak.I leaned back into him, smiling. “I still can’t believe you made me take your last name so fast.”His hands slid down my sides, possessively cupping my breasts through the thin fabric. “I waited long enough. Six months was my limit. You’re mine in every way now.”I turned in his arms and looked up at him. He l
Mark POV“Sage! No—Sage!”My voice cracked as I dropped to my knees beside her. Blood poured from the gunshot wound in her side, soaking my hands as I pressed down hard.“Little bird… stay with me. Please, baby, stay with me.”Her eyes fluttered, unfocused, but she managed a weak smile.“I love you… Daddy…” she whispered.Then her head lolled to the side, and her body went limp.Terror, as I had never known, slammed into me.“No! Sage!” I roared, scooping her up in my arms despite the screaming pain in my own wounds. “Hector! Medic! Now!”Hector was already shouting into his comms. “Medical team to the east wing! Gunshot wound, critical bleeding! Move!”I ran through the smoke-filled hallway, Sage’s blood dripping onto the floor with every step. Her body felt too light, too still in my arms.The medical team met us halfway, wheeling a stretcher. They tried to take her from me.I snarled, refusing to let go until the last second.“Save her,” I ordered, voice breaking. “If she dies, eve
Sage POVTwenty minutes.That was all we had before Vincent DeLuca arrived with everything he had left — men, weapons, and a burning desire to destroy the man I loved.The villa had turned into a fortress in record time. Hector’s team barricaded every entrance, set up sniper positions on the roof, and armed every available person. Mark moved through the chaos like a general, issuing orders despite the fresh blood seeping through his bandages.I stayed right beside him, pistol holstered at my hip, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst.Mark pulled me into a side room for a moment of privacy. His hands gripped my face roughly, green eyes blazing with intensity.“Listen to me, little bird,” he said, voice low and commanding. “When Vincent gets here, chaos is going to break out. You do not leave my side. If I fall, you run to Hector. Do you understand?”I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. “I’m not running. I’m fighting with you. We promised—”His mouth crashed down on
Sage POVThe helicopter blades thundered above us as we raced through the night sky. Mark was slumped against me, his blood soaking through my shirt and his own. The bullet wound in his chest was bleeding heavily, and his face had gone pale beneath the soot and sweat.“Stay with me, Daddy,” I whispered urgently, pressing harder against the wound with both hands. “Don’t you dare close your eyes.”Mark’s green eyes fluttered open, locking onto mine with that fierce, possessive intensity even now. His hand weakly covered mine.“Not… going anywhere,” he rasped. “Not when my little bird still needs me to fuck her properly.”A broken laugh escaped me through the tears. “Save your strength for that promise.”The pilot shouted over the comms, “Landing zone in ninety seconds! We’ve got a medical team waiting at the secondary safe house!”Hector was on the other side, applying pressure to another wound while Beth frantically worked on her laptop, trying to jam any tracking signals Vincent might
Mark POVThe timer on the screen counted down with merciless precision.Vincent’s voice echoed through the speakers one last time before cutting off:“Fifty-eight minutes, Arthur. Transfer the company or watch your new toy burn with the rest of you.”The line went dead.I kept Sage pressed tight against my chest, my hand tangled in her hair. Her heart hammered against me. She was trembling, but not from fear — from pure, burning adrenaline.“We’re not dying here,” I growled. “Not today.”Hector burst into the server room, breathing hard, blood on his cheek from a graze. “East and west wings are compromised. They’ve got at least fifteen men inside. Explosives are confirmed on the lower levels — Vincent isn’t bluffing about leveling the place.”Beth was already moving, yanking cables and drives from the servers. “I can’t stop the detonation from here. The trigger is remote and hardened. We have to get out before it hits critical mass.”Sage pulled back just enough to look up at me, her
Sage POVThe sniper photo on the screen felt like a knife pressed to my throat.A red dot danced across the safe house entrance in the live feed. Someone was out there, watching, waiting for the perfect moment.My stomach twisted, but I refused to let fear win. I stood taller beside Mark, my hand still gripped tightly in his.“He’s trying to scare us,” I said, voice steadier than I felt. “Don’t let him.”Mark’s jaw was clenched so hard the muscle jumped. His green eyes were dark with barely controlled rage. “He’s not scaring me. He’s signing his own death warrant.”Hector moved fast, barking orders into his comms. “All teams, go dark. Shut down exterior lights. Activate full blackout protocol. Snipers on the roof — find that spotter and neutralize.”Beth was already typing furiously. “I’m spoofing our location feeds. He’ll see ghosts for the next twenty minutes. But that won’t hold forever.”Mark turned to me, his bloody, bandaged hand cupping my face with surprising gentleness.“Litt
Sage PovThe quiet that settled over the penthouse was heavy, charged, and utterly satisfying. Mark was still breathing hard, his body sprawled heavily against mine on the hallway floor. The cold marble felt stark against our bare skin, but I didn't care. The desperate, messy reality of what had ju
The apartment buzzed with activity, not from press or bodyguards, but from Hector's covert tech crew. They looked less like spies and more like exhausted IT professionals, running cables and whispering into headsets while Mark gave orders from the kitchen counter."I want the digital footprint of A
I stood by the window, watching the clock tick down. Twenty-four hours. That was all she gave me. And now, the time is up.The city skyline stretched out in front of me, but I couldn’t focus on anything except the heavy weight on my chest. Sage. I had to get her back—no matter what.Behind me, my m
My shoulder throbbed like hell. Blood soaked through my shirt, sticking the fabric to my skin as Alice’s car tore down the highway. My head felt heavy, but the anger throbbing in my chest kept me awake.I wasn’t dying here. Not by her hand.The city lights faded behind us, replaced by dark, empty r







