ログインQuinn's POVEverything seemed to be adjusting back to normal.Or at least as normal as things could possibly get after a kidnapping.Laura was back on set.The security team had doubled.The private investigator was still digging into every possible lead.The men we had captured were still refusing to speak.And that was exactly the problem.Nothing was actually normal.Because we still didn't know who had done it.I stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, my jaw tight.The city stretched endlessly beyond the glass.Normally the view helped me think.Today it just irritated me.Someone had kidnapped Laura.Someone had threatened her.Someone had tried to erase her entire life.And despite all my money, all my resources, all my influence, I still couldn't put a name to the face responsible.That pissed me off more than I cared to admit.The door opened quietly.I didn't turn immediately.I already knew who it was.Elena.She stepped into the office carrying several folder
Laura's POVWhen Quinn said he was increasing my security, I hadn't expected him to literally double it.Four armed men.Four massive men who looked like they could break concrete with their bare hands.And they were instructed to escort and follow me everywhere I went, they only retired when I went to sleep and even then they lined themselves at the entrance of my door.And now...The movie set. I felt nervous that I was starting work again after the kidnap but I had to be professional, I had slowed the production of this movie too much anyway.I climbed out of the SUV and immediately felt dozens of eyes turn toward me.Wonderful.Exactly how I wanted to start my morning.Like a circus attraction.The security detail stepped out after me.Two in front.Two behind.A moving wall of muscle.I sighed."Do you really all have to walk this close?"One of them, a square-jawed guy named Collins, nodded."Mr. Cardiff's orders."Of course.I adjusted my bag and headed toward the studio.The w
Laura's POVI was safe.That was the first thought that entered my mind.I was actually safe.But my body didn't seem to understand that yet.My hands were still shaking.My breathing was still uneven.Every small sound made me tense.Every movement made me think I was back in that room.Back tied to that chair.Back wondering if anyone was ever going to find me.It was becoming a pattern.A horrible, terrifying pattern.Why was I always the one caught in situations like this?Why did danger keep finding me?First Hemsworth.Then the threats.Then the attack.Then this.It was like my life had turned into one never-ending nightmare.I was tired.So unbelievably tired.Quinn held me firmly as we drove back to the mansion.Not in the way he usually held me.Not like he was trying to remind me of the agreement.Not like I was some responsibility he had to manage.Just... firmly.Like he was making sure I was really there.That I wasn't going anywhere.Ryker drove silently, his eyes focus
Quinn's POVI was losing my mind.That was the only explanation.Because the more I thought about it, the more the guilt started eating away at me.We were so close.So damn close.And yet somehow, we were still behind.Maybe if we hadn't stopped at the station.Maybe if I hadn't wasted time standing in front of Hemsworth, letting my anger get the better of me.Maybe if I had just listened to Devon and driven straight here the moment we got the lead.Maybe Laura would already be safe.Maybe she would be sitting beside me right now.The thought made my hands tighten around the steering wheel.I was always prepared.Always thinking ten steps ahead.That was how I survived.That was how I built everything I had.I calculated every possibility.Every risk.Every outcome.So how did I miss this?How did I fail to protect her?"Mr. Cardiff."Thomas's voice cut through my thoughts.I glanced at him through the mirror.He looked tense.Focused."Stop the car."My eyebrows pulled together "Wha
Quinn's POVI was losing my mind.That was the only explanation.Because the more I thought about it, the more the guilt started eating away at me.We were so close.So damn close.And yet somehow, we were still behind.Maybe if we hadn't stopped at the station.Maybe if I hadn't wasted time standing in front of Hemsworth, letting my anger get the better of me.Maybe if I had just listened to Devon and driven straight here the moment we got the lead.Maybe Laura would already be safe.Maybe she would be sitting beside me right now.The thought made my hands tighten around the steering wheel.I was always prepared.Always thinking ten steps ahead.That was how I survived.That was how I built everything I had.I calculated every possibility.Every risk.Every outcome.So how did I miss this?How did I fail to protect her?"Mr. Cardiff."Thomas's voice cut through my thoughts.I glanced at him through the mirror.He looked tense.Focused."Stop the car."My eyebrows pulled together "Wha
Quinn's POVI was losing my mind.That was the only explanation.Because the more I thought about it, the more the guilt started eating away at me.We were so close.So damn close.And yet somehow, we were still behind.Maybe if we hadn't stopped at the station.Maybe if I hadn't wasted time standing in front of Hemsworth, letting my anger get the better of me.Maybe if I had just listened to Devon and driven straight here the moment we got the lead.Maybe Laura would already be safe.Maybe she would be sitting beside me right now.The thought made my hands tighten around the steering wheel.I was always prepared.Always thinking ten steps ahead.That was how I survived.That was how I built everything I had.I calculated every possibility.Every risk.Every outcome.So how did I miss this?How did I fail to protect her?"Mr. Cardiff."Thomas's voice cut through my thoughts.I glanced at him through the mirror.He looked tense.Focused."Stop the car."My eyebrows pulled together "Wha
Quinn’s POV“And what exactly is the estimated budget?” I asked, flipping through the file in front of me without really seeing any of the words.The boardroom was silent for a second before Elena adjusted her glasses and spoke.“About two hundred million dollars, sir.”I nodded once.“Check with m
Laura’s POVWe redid the same scene about twice before Thomas finally called it a wrap for the night.My entire mood had been wrecked after earlier, and it showed in every scene. I kept missing cues, forgetting tiny details I normally would have remembered, and once I even stumbled over a line so b
DevonNone of it made sense.I stared at the three monitors in front of me, exhaustion burning behind my eyes while lines of code reflected against the lenses of my glasses.For the seventh night in a row, I was still trying to trace the anonymous messages threatening Laura Cardiff.And for the sev
LauraThe second the director yelled cut for my final scene, makeup artists, hairstylists, and wardrobe assistants rushed toward me like an army preparing someone for war.Hands immediately started touching my face.Someone dabbed powder under my eyes.Another person fixed the strap of my dress.Th







