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24 Hours

작가: Ella Mart
last update 게시일: 2026-02-17 23:58:33

MARK

The air in the server room seemed to vanish. My lungs heaved, trying to pull in oxygen that wasn't there. A sound escaped my throat—a low, wounded whimper that I couldn't stop.

It was gone.

All of it. The deeds to the Tokyo warehouses. The gold reserves in London. The Swiss cash accounts. the billions, accumulated over a lifetime by Robert Vance, wiped clean.

"No," I whispered, my voice sounding thin and pathetic in the humming room. "No, no, no."

I slammed my fist onto the desk. "NO!"

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    ARIA "Hmmmm, Mark."I spoke to the empty space where he had just been standing, my voice barely a whisper in the silent office."What level of stupidity do you grade me on? Do you really think I bought those lies?" The door was closed, but I could still feel the residue of his desperation in the room. Hamburg. Customs issues. A "facilitation fee." It was laughable. He had stuttered through the explanation like a schoolboy caught with a cheat sheet. He thought he was a master manipulator, but he was just a drowning man flailing in the water, pulling everyone down with him."I have to play along, Mr. Miller," I murmured, leaning back in my leather chair. "For now. But don't worry. It won't end well from here." I looked at the banking screen one last time. Eighteen million dollars gone. Handed over to a hacker to cover up a failed heist. It made my blood boil to see my hard-earned money thrown away on criminals, but I forced myself to close the tab.Let it go, Aria. It’s the pr

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    I'm Safe

    MARK I stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut.I didn't wait for the driver to pull away. I walked straight toward the entrance of the Vance Logistics tower, muttering under my breath."It was an emergency. The Hamburg port. Customs impounded the fleet."I repeated the lines over and over, testing the rhythm, making sure I sounded stressed but authoritative. I needed to sell this. I needed Aria to believe that I was a CEO making a tough call, not a desperate man paying off a hitman."It was eighteen million or we lose the European market," I whispered to the glass doors as I pushed through them. "I had to act fast." I took the elevator up to the executive floor. I tapped my foot against the metal floor the whole way up, checking my reflection. I loosened my tie just a bit and messed up my hair. I needed to look like I had been through hell.I got to her office door and waited a minute before knocking just to recite the lies I was about to spit out.Aria was sitting in

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Just keep Driving

    Mark"Just keep driving."My voice was a croak, barely audible over the hum of the engine."Sir?" the driver asked, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "We’ve circled Central Park three times. Do you have a destination in mind?""I said keep driving!" I snapped, the anger flaring up and dying just as quickly, leaving me hollow. "Drive until the gas runs out. I don't care."The driver nodded silently and merged back into the grey, slushy traffic of midtown Manhattan.I slumped against the cold leather of the backseat, staring out the tinted window. The city passed by in a blur of steel and concrete, a monument to money and power. Yesterday, I thought I'd own this city, I thought I was hours away from buying a private island and disappearing into the sun.Today, I was a corpse that just hadn't stopped moving yet.I closed my eyes, but the image was burned into my retinas. The green text on the black screen.$0.00.It was a joke. It had to be a sick, cosmic joke. I had lived in

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    ARIAMy finger hovered over the RECALL FUNDS button.Every instinct I had—the survival instinct that had kept me alive for the past three years, the logical part of my brain that Maya had trained—was screaming at me to take it back. To drain the account dry right now.Should I beat him at his own game? I wondered. Should I remove the money from the account?If I did, the account would hit zero. Mark wouldn't be able to pay the next installment to Adrian. The hacker would come for him. Mark would disappear into a black bag, and I would never have to look at his face again.It was tempting. It was so incredibly tempting to let a monster eat a monster.But then, my hand froze.No, I thought, pulling my hand back from the keyboard. He is my prey and my prey alone.If Adrian kills him, it would be quick and would be messy. Mark would die thinking he was just unlucky, a victim of a bad deal. He wouldn't know it was me. He wouldn't know that Elara Vance had come back from the dead to strip

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Crack in Armor

    ARIA The heavy door clicked shut, cutting off the sight of Mark’s retreating back.I stood in the center of the office for a long moment, listening to the silence. It didn't feel empty and heavy with the echo of his panic. I had seen the terror of a man who realized the ground beneath his feet had turned into quicksand.He was running helter-skelter, chasing ghosts in the machine, terrified of calling the cops because he knew—deep down—that he was the criminal. He couldn't report a theft from a vault he had tried to rob.A slow, cold smile spread across my face."Run, Mark," I whispered to the closed door. "Run until your legs give out. You can't outrun a ghost."I walked over to the desk and sat down in the leather chair. It groaned familiarly under my weight. For the first time since I had returned to New York, I didn't feel like an imposter. I felt like I belonged here.I pulled out my secure tablet and opened the encrypted chat with Maya.Status: PHOENIX HOLDINGS.Transfer: 1

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Confusion

    MARK I read the message again, squinting at the screen through a haze of exhaustion and rage. At first glance, I thought it was just another anonymous threat or maybe one of my creditors—the construction firms I hadn't paid in six months, or the private jet leasing company threatening to sue. Those people were mosquitoes. They made empty threats, but they couldn't bite. That was the least of my problems now. I was about to lock the screen and ignore it until I saw the sender's name. ADRIAN. My blood turned to ice. I hissed through my teeth and swiped the notification away immediately, as if the mere sight of his name could contaminate the room. You motherfucker, I screamed internally, my hand shaking so hard the phone rattled against my wedding ring. What a greedy bastard. I didn't get what I wanted. I walked into that vault and found nothing but air and humiliation and yet, he still had the mind to tell me to balance him? He still wanted his payout for a job that yield

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Let her come

    MARK The elevator door to my penthouse slid open with a soft ding, revealing the sprawling luxury of the penthouse at 432 Park Avenue.I stepped inside, loosening my tie with one hand while tossing my keys onto the marble console table with the other. The silence of the apartment was a blessing

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  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Aria, wait!

    ARIA The elevator ride to the 90th floor took exactly forty-five seconds. I knew because I used to count them.I used to count them with excitement, my stomach fluttering as I rushed home to tell Mark about my day. Now, I counted them to keep my heart from exploding in my chest.Forty-three. Fort

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-19

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Is it Mark?

    ARIA The heavy door slammed shut, cutting off Zane’s exit, but her words hung in the stale air of the VIP lounge like toxic smoke.“It gets buried.”My blood turned to ice. I sat frozen on the leather sofa, my hand gripping the crystal water glass so hard I thought it might shatter in my palm.

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-18

  • Dear Ex fiancè:I crawled out of grave, it's too late to beg    Who was That?

    ARIA The red dot on the tablet screen pulsed like a warning heartbeat. Blink. Blink. Blink."Maya!" I shouted at the screen, my composure cracking. "Shut it down! They're bypassing the firewall!""I'm trying!" Maya’s voice was tight with panic, the sound of her fingers flying across her mechani

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