LOGINChristian adjusted his grip around Daniella carefully as he carried her upstairs. The mansion was quiet, almost unnaturally quiet, but somehow the silence only made the tension between them louder. Daniella could hear the steady sound of his footsteps against the staircase, could feel the warmth of his chest beneath her fingers where she held onto his shirt. She hated how safe it felt.
The soft scent of his cologne wrapped around her completely, clouding her senses in the worst possible wThe moment Daniella ended the call, her entire expression changed instantly. The softness disappeared. The tension returned. Slowly, she slipped her phone back into her purse before taking a deep breath and walking back into the ballroom like nothing had happened. The gala was even louder now. Music echoed beautifully beneath the giant chandeliers while masked guests laughed, danced, and moved elegantly across the marble floors. Expensive perfume filled the air alongside the scent of alcohol and luxury. Daniella exhaled slowly before grabbing a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. Then another. And another. Honestly? She needed it. Too much had happened tonight already. Christian pinning her against the wall. The way he looked at her. The way his voice softened when he told her not to run away again. It was messing with her head badly. So instead of
“Hello, boss.”For one long second, Christian genuinely forgot how to breathe.The ballroom around him disappeared completely. The music became distant noise. The flashing cameras, the laughter, the expensive conversations happening around them all faded into nothing the moment he saw her face beneath the silver mask.“Daniella…?”Her lips curved slightly at the sound of her name leaving his mouth. “Missed me?”Christian stared at her like he was seeing a ghost. Days. They had spent days searching every corner of the city for her. He had barely slept. Barely eaten. His men searched hospitals, ports, underground connections, abandoned buildings. Nothing.And now she was standing in front of him looking absolutely breathtaking.The black satin dress wrapped around her body perfectly, the fabric gliding against her skin with every small movement. Her dark hair rested elegantly over one shoulder while the diamonds around her neck sparkled beneath the ballroom
The mansion was unusually quiet that night. Too quiet. The massive grandfather clock downstairs echoed softly through the empty hallways while cold rain tapped lightly against the giant glass windows surrounding the house. Inside the dimly lit study upstairs, Christian sat alone behind his desk, his jaw tight and his expression unreadable. But the silence around him was dangerous because inside his head, chaos was happening.Daniella.Everything kept coming back to her. The accident. The blood. The fact that she disappeared without a trace. For the first time in years, Christian genuinely felt powerless, and honestly, he hated every second of it.A knock suddenly came from the door.Christian did not look up. “What?”The door slowly opened and David stepped inside carefully. One glance at Christian’s face alone told him immediately that tonight was not the night to say the wrong thing.“Boss,” David started cautiously, “we searched every location connected to
Daniella froze completely after hearing the man’s words. For a few seconds, she simply stared at him like her brain had stopped functioning properly. Her breathing slowly became uneven while her fingers tightened against the ropes tied around her wrists. The room suddenly felt too small. Too cold. Too heavy.“W… what?” she whispered weakly.The man stood quietly in front of her, his expression unreadable. “You heard me.”Daniella shook her head slowly as tears instantly gathered inside her eyes again. “No… no, you’re lying.”The man sighed softly before walking toward the small table standing beside the wall. He picked up a thick brown file and dropped it heavily onto the table in front of her.“Do you think I would kidnap you just to tell you stories?” he asked calmly.Daniella stared at him silently.“How do you know about my father?” she finally asked shakily. “How exactly do you know what happened to him?”The man slowly pulled a chair and sat dow
The SUV crashed violently into the ditch with a deafening sound that shook the entire road. Metal twisted painfully against metal while shattered glass exploded everywhere inside the vehicle. The car flipped once before landing upside down with terrifying force.For a few long seconds, everything became silent.Then came the smell of smoke.Daniella coughed violently as blood trickled slowly from the side of her forehead down her cheek. Her ears rang painfully while her entire body screamed in agony from the impact. Every part of her hurt. Her ribs burned. Her ankle felt broken. Even breathing felt painful.She groaned softly and forced her eyes open properly.The car was upside down.The driver sat motionless in front, blood covering part of the windshield. The man beside her was unconscious, his head hanging awkwardly against the broken window.Smoke slowly filled the car.Panic gripped Daniella immediately.The vehicle could explode at any mome
Blood. Everywhere. The second the woman dragged the penknife hard across her own throat, blood splattered violently against the wall and floor instantly. Daniella froze. Her entire body locked in place as the cleaner collapsed heavily onto the ground in front of her, choking violently on her own blood. The horrifying sound echoed through the empty hallway while red spread rapidly beneath the woman’s trembling body. For one terrifying second, Daniella could not breathe. Her brain completely stopped working. “Oh my God…” The whisper escaped her lips shakily. The woman’s body twitched again. Blood bubbled out from her throat. The woman grabbed Daniella’s wrist tightly. Daniella gasped loudly in shock. “Run…” the woman choked weakly. “Run before….” Her words cut off completely. Her hand dropped lifelessly onto the floor. And just







