ログインLiam’s POV I sat at my desk, papers spread out in front of me, going through the final details for the wedding. There were documents everywhere,lists, notes, arrangements,everything had to be perfect. I leaned back slightly and rubbed my eyes, feeling the weight of the long days catching up with me. I was tired, but it didn’t matter. It would all be worth it soon. Once I married Serena, everything would finally fall into place. Things would go back to how they were supposed to be. My gaze drifted to the papers again, but my thoughts moved somewhere else. She was still where I had kept her hidden. For a moment, something in me tightened. I didn’t like the way things had to be done. I didn’t like that she had to be tied up like that, locked away. And the fact that she kept refusing to eat only made things more difficult. She was being stubborn… more stubborn than I expected. But even with that, I wasn’t worried. I knew it wouldn’t last. Soon enough, she would come around. She just ne
Serena’s POV The room felt like it was getting smaller every day, like the walls were slowly closing in on me. I sat on the cold, hard floor, my back pressed against a rough wall that scratched my skin through the thin fabric of my shirt. My hands were tied tightly behind me with thick ropes, and every small movement made them dig deeper into my wrists. My ankles were tied too, making it hard to move my legs, and after sitting like that for so long, they started to feel numb. The air in the room smelled damp and old, like wet ground and wood that had been left too long. The smell was heavy, and it made it difficult to breathe properly. My eyes burned from crying so much. At first, the tears had come non-stop, hot and heavy, soaking my face and shirt until I could barely see anything clearly. I had cried for hours, my chest rising and falling painfully, my throat sore from all the sounds that kept coming out of me. But now, nothing came anymore. My eyes felt dry and swollen as I st
Liam’s POV The moment the heavy metal door shut behind me, the sound echoed through the hallway and settled deep in my chest, like a final note sealing everything into place. For a second, I just stood there, my hand still resting on the handle, my breathing slow and controlled. She was here, finally. After months of searching, of sleepless nights, of chasing shadows and scraps of information that led nowhere, she was finally where she was supposed to be. I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand down my face as I leaned my head back against the wall. The tension that had been building inside me for months didn’t disappear, but it shifted. It settled into something heavier. Something steadier. I pushed myself off the door and started walking down the narrow hallway, my footsteps echoing softly against the concrete walls. The air smelled faintly of dust and dampness, but I barely noticed it anymore. My mind was somewhere else.On her, on the way she had looked at me. That fear in her eyes.
Serena’s POV My head throbbed painfully, each beat sending sharp waves through my temples. I tried to lift my hand to rub it, but I couldn’t move. My wrists were tied tightly behind my back, rough ropes digging into my skin. A low groan slipped out of me, but it sounded strange and muffled, like something was blocking my mouth. My lips felt stiff and sealed, and when I tried to move them, I felt tape pulling painfully at the corners. I blinked slowly, trying to open my eyes properly, but everything around me was completely dark. There was no light at all, not even a small hint of it. For a moment, I stayed still, confused, trying to understand where I was. The air around me felt cold and heavy, almost damp, and there was a faint smell of mold and dust that made my nose itch. It didn’t feel like anywhere I knew. It didn’t feel safe. My heart started beating faster, hard against my chest, as fear slowly crept in. A cold sweat formed on my skin, and I could feel it along my neck and b
Roman’s POV The moment I stepped into the house, something immediately felt off, and it wasn’t something loud or obvious that I could point at right away, it was the silence, a deep, heavy kind of silence that seemed to settle into the walls and wrap itself around me the second the door clicked shut behind me. I stood there for a brief moment, my hand still resting on the door handle, my eyes slowly scanning the space in front of me as if I expected something to move or change if I looked hard enough, but nothing did, everything looked exactly the same as I had left it earlier that day, and yet the atmosphere felt completely different. “Serena?” I called out, my voice cutting through the quiet as I stepped further into the house, closing the door behind me and dropping my keys into the bowl by the entrance. There was no response. I frowned slightly, pulling off my jacket and tossing it carelessly over the back of the couch as I moved deeper into the living room, my eyes automati
Liam’s POV I woke up with a dull, throbbing pain spreading across my face, the kind that doesn’t just sit in one place but pulses outward, reminding you with every second that something went very wrong the day before. For a moment, I didn’t move. I just lay there on my back, staring up at the ceiling, my breathing slow and uneven, as if even that required effort. My body felt heavy, weighed down not just by the soreness in my muscles but by something deeper, something that had settled inside my chest and refused to leave. Then, like a switch being flipped, everything came rushing back and my jaw tightened instantly, the movement sending a sharp sting through my cheek, but I barely reacted to the pain because the image in my head was far worse. I could see it so clearly, like I was standing there all over again, the way she had walked out, the way she had stopped beside him, the way she had looked. And that shirt. That oversized shirt that swallowed her frame, hanging loosely off
Serena’s POV For a few seconds, my brain refused to understand what my eyes were seeing. The door was open. That much I knew. My hand still rested on the handle, fingers stiff, like they had locked in place. The metal felt cold against my skin, grounding and unreal at the same time. The ro
Liam’s POV The city lights blurred past the windshield, smeared by the rain sliding down the glass. I sat in the driver’s seat of the Maybach, engine off, my hands gripping the wheel as if letting go would mean losing control of everything that mattered. My chest still burned from the tension of
Serena’s POV Morning came softly this time. Not like the first days, when I woke up choking on memories and panic, my chest tight before my eyes even opened. Not like the nights when sleep felt like falling off a cliff and waking felt like hitting the ground all over again. This morning was… qu
Roman’s POV The morning sun sliced through the blinds in sharp, golden lines, turning the apartment into a patchwork of light and shadow. I woke up at 6:15 a.m., same as always no alarm needed, my body just knew the drill. I lay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling, listening to the faint h







