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Intercepted 28.
"I want you," he said, his voice firm and unwavering as he looked deeply into her eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of desire and determination, daring her to refuse him.Sarah felt a surge of shock at his words, her mind reeling with the implications of what he was suggesting. She knew he was serious, and she also knew that he was capable of stooping to any level to get what he wanted. But this...she wasn’t prepared for this.He wanted to test her loyalty, to see how far she would go for her son. Would she betray her husband as well, just to save her child?"I had missed fucking you...all these years," he continued, his voice low and husky as he traced his finger along her neck and down to the exposed skin of her cleavage. The touch sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her that she had long thought extinguished.Sarah's heart raced at his words and his touch, her body responding instinctively to his proximity. It had been so long since they had been this close, so i
Intercepted 29.
'He is your son, Zakariah ', she finally revealed the truth in a hoarse voice.Zakariah stilled in his tracks.My son!He was still trying to process her words.He turned to look back at her, furrowed forehead, and his burning eyes held questions for her!She quickly opened the file, which she carried with her, and took out a photograph.'His name is Adam, and he is five years old', Sarah said and extended her arm towards him to look at it.Zakariah's hand trembled slightly as he stared at the photograph in his hands, his emotions swirling like a tempest within him. The image depicted a smiling young boy, his steel-grey eyes a striking reminder of their shared bloodline. It was a paternity that needed no DNA test to confirm. Adam. His son. Five years old. Five years of his life had passed without the slightest inkling that he had a child. He scrutinized the photo, noting the resemblance between himself and the boy, save for Adam's straight nose and brighter skin tone inherited from h
Intercepted 30.
Nightfall draped its shroud over the world as they finally arrived at Sarah's place, weary from the journey. With a simple meal to nourish them, Sarah busied herself arranging accommodations for him in the guest room, adjacent to Adam's quarters. She could already imagine the curiosity gleaming in his eyes as he explored his new surroundings, a familiarity born from her own past experiences with desperation.Zakariah found himself drawn to his son's belongings, each item a poignant reminder of the life he had missed. Framed photographs adorned the walls, capturing moments from Adam's life—a kaleidoscope of birthdays, school days, and family outings frozen in time. A smile tugged at Zakariah's lips as he took in the sight of his son's room, adorned with medals and trophies that spoke volumes of his achievements at such a tender age. "How old is he...5?" he mused, his heart swelling with pride at the thought.Yet, amidst the joyous memories, a pang of sorrow gripped Zakariah's heart as
Intercepted 31.
Zakariah's car rolled to a stop at the designated location, the engine purring softly as he cut the ignition. Stepping out into the cool night air, he surveyed his surroundings with a practiced eye, taking note of every detail. He had meticulously orchestrated this operation, rallying his loyal associates and assembling a formidable backup force to accompany him. Their vehicles trailed behind, maintaining a discreet distance as they shadowed his every move.As he approached the building, Zakariah was accosted by a group of rebels who promptly subjected him to a thorough frisking. He complied without protest, knowing full well that they would be foolish not to search him for concealed weapons. Yet, unbeknownst to his captors, his most prized possessions lay hidden within the soles of his shoes—a contingency plan born of years of experience and cunning.Three of his seven weapons were confiscated during the search, but Zakariah remained unfazed. He had anticipated this setback and was p
Intercepted 32.
Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she opened the door to find Zakariah standing on the threshold, Adam cradled in his arms. Relief flooded through her at the sight of her son, his familiar form a beacon of hope amidst the darkness that had clouded her thoughts."Mommy!" Adam exclaimed, launching himself into her embrace with all the exuberance of youth. Sarah's arms wrapped around him instinctively, holding him close as tears welled in her eyes. "Adam, my darling, are you hurt anywhere?" she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury."I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.Sarah's heart swelled with gratitude as she looked up at Zakariah, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice barel
Intercepted 1.
Sarah's heart raced as she sat among her colleagues, anticipation coiling in her chest like a spring ready to release. The atmosphere in the auditorium was electric with the promise of recognition and advancement. Today marked the Hospital's foundation day celebration, a day eagerly awaited by all the staff, but for Sarah, it held an even deeper significance. It was the day when the names of the doctors who had excelled and were to be promoted would be announced. For two years, she had poured her soul into her work, relentlessly pursuing excellence, driven by the singular goal of being recognized as the best. And now, as she sat on the edge of her seat, her dreams hung in the balance, poised to either soar to new heights or shatter like fragile glass. The journey to this moment had been fraught with challenges and sacrifices. Countless sleepless nights spent poring over medical texts, sacrificing personal time and relationships for the demands of her career, all in pursuit of this sin
Intercepted 2.
Sarah and her team found themselves touching down on the army's airport, the relentless heat and swirling winds greeting them as they disembarked onto the tarmac. To their surprise and dismay, there was no welcoming party awaiting their arrival, no signs of life in the desolate expanse stretching out before them. With a sense of abandonment, they watched as the aircraft that had brought them there disappeared into the horizon, leaving them stranded in the middle of nowhere. Hours passed, the sun beating down relentlessly as they waited for some semblance of assistance. Finally, a convoy of army vehicles appeared on the horizon, their rumbling engines signaling the arrival of their rescuers. With a mixture of relief and frustration, Sarah and her team climbed aboard, grateful for the reprieve from the oppressive heat. Their accommodations awaited them near an old school, its weathered façade a stark contrast to the bustling activity that once filled its halls. Now converted into a mak
Intercepted 3.
Colonel Zakariah stood at the precipice of chaos, his country torn apart by the flames of civil war. For two long years, he had fought tirelessly against the rebels who sought to overthrow the government he had sworn to protect. But with each passing day, the conflict had only escalated, leaving destruction and despair in its wake. The rebels had waged a relentless campaign of destruction, targeting the very foundations of the city's infrastructure and leaving its people to suffer the consequences. Hospitals lay in ruins, schools shuttered, and basic services a distant memory. The once-thriving metropolis had been reduced to a shell of its former self, its streets haunted by the specter of violence and fear. In the face of such devastation, Zakariah knew that drastic measures were needed to stem the tide of bloodshed. Desperate to stem the flow of casualties, he had reached out to neighboring countries in a bid to secure much-needed medical assistance. It was a small ray of hope in a
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