Masuk"What exactly does he want from me? He was done with me not long ago. Has he figured out who I am? The urgency in his tone was palpable, and he appeared angry. Oh, I should not have accepted this position. What will become of my children? If that perverted demon thought of hurting them, I would show him an image of a distraught mother.' Nia pondered as she made her way to the CEO's office, her face flushed with curiosity and her heart racing in her chest like it was in a marathon race.
She could not hide the gnawing guilt between her brows. What if he knew Nia was the woman he had an affair with five years ago? Will that be the end of Nia? Where would she flee to? How would she hide her children from him? Of course, he would want to keep her quiet forever, fearful that Nia would tarnish his reputation, legacy, and everything he worked for.Nia's mind was racing with questions when she noticed a familiar brunette in her early thirties walking down the hall. She was dressed professionally, in a black and white striped ladies' suit with white trousers, and she looked professional, with her shoulders raised high, each of her steps breaking the noise in the hallway, and the noises from her high heel shoes reverberated through the air, employing sophistication. Everyone stopped as she walked by, her presence commanding their respect, and they all greeted her with humility. Was she the CEO's wife?'Isn't that the woman I saw with that perverted demon that night? Is she here to embarrass me even further? What if she recalls me? This is bad; her presence here means trouble; I need to find a way to get away from her, but the CEO requires my attention; Oh no, what do I do now? Ooo, Thank goodness, she is going to his office; she must have come to see him; phew, that means I do not have to go there.' She immediately turned and attempted to walk back to her office, but she ran into Mr.Cage's secretary, who seemed to have been following her for some time; she leaped, startled by her presence; was she watching her?"Mr. Cage requires your immediate presence; his wife has just arrived and requires your assistance on a project. He called you a while ago, but you did not answer, so he asked me to come get you. By the way, what were you peering at?" The secretary inquired, perplexed by her attitude."Emmm..... I thought I saw someone, but it was'nt really who I thought I saw," she paused, employing a few seconds of silence as they both gazed at each other, still astounded by the secretary's presence'Jess, how long has she been standing there?' she pondered."I am sorry, did you say Mr. Cage's wife, so he is married?" Her brow furrowed in interest. So, even after putting her in her current state, that perverted demon had the audacity to marry. She had to look after his children, get them to a good school, train them, and make sure they ate while he went around becoming the champion of marriage. How could he? Didn't he feel some remorse for what he did to her? Or was he oblivious to the fact that his actions had put Nia in harm's way?"Well, he is been married for four years now, and they have a three-year-old son together; they are not the happiest couple, but they do get along." To avoid unnecessary debate, I will not ask why you are asking about Mr. Cage's wife. Mr. Cages' face will be brimming with rage right now. We must report to his office immediately." She yanked Nia by her left hand, and Nia tried to follow her but couldn't. She knew if Carmella recognized her, she would be in big trouble, so she had to follow, even though she was pretty sure she would not remember her, I mean, it is been five years, Carmella would not remember, she is a busy young lady, a carbon copy of her husband, Ms.Perfect.Cage's enterprise was nothing compared to her company, her husband Mr.Cage, was her childhood friend, and the only reason they met was because their parents were excellent friends and business partners as well,'EARLITON co-operations has been supporting CAGE enterprice" for ages, and to keep the support going, Mr.Cage had to enter into an arranged marriage, Cage's business will fail if he does anything to end the arranged marriage. So Mr. Cage had a wife? YES, but was he in love with her? No, I do not think so. Carmella had little time for her family because of her business, and her son did not even know who she was; what kind of mother would not want to take care of her child solely for business reasons? And what part of Carmella's brain would remember Nia if she did not have time for her family?They arrived at Mr. Cages' office doorpost a few moments later, that door that would answer Nia's questions, that door that would tell if she was going to run away with her kids and find a good hiding spot for them, that door that would determine her comfort in her new job. Now the question is whether she will simply knock on it or stare at it as if it were a dramatic movie scene. Come on, the suspense is killing me.The secretary knocked on the door almost immediately, jolting Nia out of her reverie. Finally, thank you, Ms. Secretary."Nia, please come in." Mr. Cages' voice escaped the room. Nia's heart almost leapt out of her mouth when she heard his voice, but she quickly composed herself, twisted the door knob, and it opened for her to enter.Carmella, whose back was to the office entrance, cocked her head to Nia's position. Her eyes widened as she looked at the equally perplexed Nia, who wished the earth could swallow her up.Carmella could not believe her eyes; was that really the person she thought it was? or were her visions delusory? Nia's heart paused, and there was a painful moment of silence in the room as they both stared in awe at each other."Are'nt you......?" Carmella paused, searching for the right words to finish her sentence.Chapter Twenty-Four: The First StoneThree weeks later, the chaos of the naval depot felt like a distant nightmare, though the physical and emotional scars remained vivid. Tom Hardy and Vicky were locked away in high-security isolation, facing an avalanche of charges ranging from kidnapping and attempted murder to treason. Frank and Marcus, with the quiet support of Mr. Cage's top legal team, were busy laundering their own records, turning them from former mercenaries into highly effective, newly contracted members of Cage Enterprise Security.The most difficult adjustment, however, was internal.Mr. Cage sat at the head of the impossibly long dining room table in his mansion, trying to focus on his morning coffee. Nia sat across from him, looking radiant but exhausted, attempting to coax Mira into eating a piece of fruit. Destiny and Stanley were already engaged in a low-volume argument about a construction set, an argument Mr. Cage now listened to with a terrifyingly sharp sense of
The silence that descended upon Tom Hardy’s suite was broken only by the ragged breathing of the survivors and the faint, persistent whoosh of the ocean outside. The climax had passed, leaving behind a scene of utter destruction: expensive furniture overturned, the General's desk shattered, and the two enemy guards neutralized.Nia was the first to move, pulling herself away from her children's tight embrace. She rushed to Ice, who lay motionless on the marble floor, a spreading crimson stain darkening his side."Marcus, check Ice!" she ordered, her voice sharp with adrenaline and fear.Marcus, the scarred guard, was already there, kneeling beside his friend. He tore away the blood-soaked tactical gear, revealing the wound. "It's bad, but it missed the spine and the major organs. He's lost a lot of blood. He needs immediate medical attention, Frank!"Frank, who had been covering the unconscious Vicky, immediately called their backup team on the specialized, untraceable comms frequency
The collision of Mr. Cage’s chair with the General's desk sent a torrent of papers, pens, and the heavy letter opener scattering across the room. Tom Hardy shrieked in frustration, spinning his wheelchair wildly as he tried to evade the sudden, chaotic surge of the freed captives.Nia didn't hesitate. Her survival instinct, honed by years of struggle, took over. Her first priority was the children. She sprinted across the room toward the terrified trio huddled near the sofa. Destiny, ever protective, had Mira and Stanley pressed tightly against him."Mommy!" Destiny sobbed, throwing himself into Nia's arms."We have to go!" Nia grabbed Mira with one hand and Stanley with the other. "Stay low! Follow me!"Meanwhile, Mr. Cage, despite the remaining restraints on his wrists, was fully engaged. He scrambled to his feet, pulling a heavy desk lamp from the toppling desk. He swung it wildly, connecting with the head of the medical assistant who had just rushed in, dropping the man before he
The black transport van, now repurposed as a vehicle of salvation, tore through the coastal night toward the old military installation marked on Frank’s tablet. Inside, the intensity of the situation was etched onto every face. Frank and Marcus, the scarred guard, worked swiftly, preparing their passengers for the ultimate infiltration.Mr. Cage was running purely on adrenaline and the devastating truth Nia had revealed. The shock of learning he was the father of Stanley and Mira had stripped away his ego, leaving him raw and focused. He was a man reborn, but his rebirth was baptized in blood and guilt."The uniform," Mr. Cage muttered, accepting the black tactical shirt Marcus handed him. "Hardy expects us to be prisoners.""He expects us to be captured prisoners, Mr. Cage," Frank corrected, securing a heavy vest over his own chest. "The difference is subtle. You and Nia will walk in restrained, but you will be wearing your own clothes underneath Hardy's men’s uniforms. When the time
Chapter NineteenThe air in Tom Hardy’s mansion tasted of ozone and plaster dust. Nia and Mr. Cage scrambled down the back staircase, their movements clumsy in the pitch black. Mr. Cage was still partially cuffed, his right wrist free, but his left hand still shackled to the heavy metal chair, which he dragged and kicked against the stone steps."My car is parked five blocks west," Mr. Cage whispered, pulling Nia's arm. "We need to get out the back entrance before those guards secure the perimeter.""He knew we were coming, Cage," Nia countered, her eyes darting through the gloom. "He'll have the back exit covered too. We need to split up and create a distraction.""No splitting up!" he snapped, the fear for their children overriding his usual bravado. "We stick together. We find the kids. That's the priority."They burst through the heavy kitchen door and into the manicured garden, the sounds of shouting guards and blaring alarms fading slightly behind them. As they sprinted toward t
"Where is he?" Arrow roared, struggling to his feet after the impact of the taxi rammed into his men. The air was thick with the scent of burning rubber and spilled oil. Two of his men were groaning on the asphalt, but the remaining three were quickly recovering, their weapons aimed at the lone figure standing over the terrified children.Ice didn't flinch. His knife was poised, reflecting the stark, fluorescent lights of the parking garage. The children, Destiny, Stanley, and Mira, were scrambling toward the main entrance, fueled by adrenaline and Stanley’s shouted code."You won't touch them," Ice growled, his body a rigid shield. He knew he couldn't win a sustained fight against three armed men, but he had to buy them time.Arrow sneered. "Such loyalty for a dead man's kid. A shame. It ends now, Ice."Just as the command to fire was forming on Arrow's lips, a high-pitched, insistent siren pierced the night. A black, unmarked SUV skidded into the garage entrance, tires squealing. Th







