Mag-log inHe trailed off, glancing warily toward the door. Dropping his voice to a whisper, he asked, "Do you know what he was up to last night?"“I do. He told me he'd captured that wretched woman's friend and was planning to lure her out and make her pay." Alexa's voice quivered, tears threatening to spill. "I didn't think he'd suffer any real losses, so I didn't call him again. But when I tried reaching him this morning, his phone was turned off…"She'd placed her trust in the dozen elite mercenaries Ford had hired. Surely, they could've taken down Amelia with ease. Yet, her chest tightened with dread, after that call yesterday, she hadn't been able to reach Ford again. Now, he had vanished without a trace.“Do you know where he went last night? Did you go look for him?" Moss questioned grimly, unease creeping into his voice. He feared something terrible had happened to his son.“I did. I went looking, but he was nowhere to be found. The place looked undisturbed, not even a drop of blood. Do
It had been ages since Xavier had come across such a formidable opponent.Amelia’s chess prowess never failed to astonish him, and more often than not, she ended up winning. Such brilliance at such a young age was nothing short of extraordinary.Xavier held her in high esteem and often found himself wishing she'd one day become part of the Miller family. But, much to his dismay, he'd slowly come to the conclusion that his own grandson simply wasn't good enough for her.“Grandpa." Desmond’s voice pulled their attention toward him.Xavier’s face, once alive with smiles, instantly hardened at the sight of his disappointing grandson.“You're finally awake, you lazy sloth. The sun's about to set," Xavier grumbled, firing off a cold glare.“It's not even noon yet! How is the sun setting?" Desmond shot back, rolling his eyes.“Amelia’s our guest, and you haven't even given her a tour. Is this how you treat guests?" Xavier barked with irritation.Xavier was frustrated. The perfect opportunity
The pain hit him like lightning, searing straight through to the bone. The veins on his forehead bulged as if they'd rip through his skull.Agony! Blistering, soul-shredding agony!This woman was a monster in human skin, worse than any demon he could've imagined.Ford cursed the moment he'd decided to kidnap Jessica. He was being torn apart from the inside out, tortured to the edge of death, and then dragged back just to suffer more. The sensation was unbearable, like being carved up, piece by piece, while still alive. It was like being fed to a wild beast, one slow bite at a time.He wanted to die more than anything. And the regret consumed him. If he could turn back time, he wouldn't have dared to cross this horrifying woman.Ford had no idea how much time had passed. He hovered on the edge of death, his body broken, his spirit shattered beyond repair.Time dragged on, each second stretching into eternity. The pain Amelia inflicted on him tortured him with its cruel, relentless pace.
"You know you messed up?" Amelia arched an eyebrow, her tone icy as her cold gaze flicked toward him. Then, she stooped to retrieve the gleaming dagger from the floor.“Yes." Ford swallowed hard. "I really do. I swear I know I was wrong. Please… Don't kill me."Amelia crouched next to him and, with a slow, almost playful motion, tilted his chin up using the tip of the dagger. Leaning in close, she let out a soft, sinister laugh. "It's not that you know you were wrong. It's that you know you're about to die."Her voice, once melodious, now sounded to Ford like a demon's lullaby, sweet and deadly, whispering doom in his ears.The terror overtook him. His limbs gave out beneath him, and cold sweat soaked his temples, dripping down in steady rivulets. She was unhinged. Completely unhinged! There was a wild, untamed madness gleaming in her eyes, chaotic and deranged, as if she'd snapped long ago.Ford finally realized she might strike purely out of madness, but it was already far too late f
Cursing viciously, Ford noticed Jessica positioned not far off. He instantly lunged for a blade, intending to seize her as leverage.Yet Amelia had already anticipated every move he would make. Before he could shift his weight, a bullet shattered his kneecap.“Ah!" Ford howled, buckling beneath his fury, crumpling in helpless torment.“Wretch! Wretch!"Amelia’s cold, contemptuous eyes fixed on him, and she squeezed the trigger twice without a flicker of hesitation.Ford’s other arm and leg were shot as well, incapacitating him entirely. He crumpled, screaming and writhing in anguish.“Ah… It hurts… You wretch…"Spotting the mercenary leader still frozen like a startled deer, Ford launched another tirade. "Trash! Fire at her! You're supposed to command a team of mercenaries, and one woman reduces you to rubble! You're better off buried!"The mercenary leader, his senses finally returning, was seized with fury and drove his foot into Ford’s gut with full force“Ah!" Ford’s scream tore th
Before the whiskered man could react, the tall man puffing on his cigarette had already crumpled to the ground, shot clean in the head.Startled out of his wits, the whiskered man opened his mouth to shout for help, but a bullet tore through his forehead before he could even manage a sound. The three bullets came one after another, each hitting dead-on like someone had planned the whole thing down to the second.It all unfolded so fast that not a single one of the three men had the chance to draw their weapons, let alone use them.And it wasn't just those three who dropped like flies, four more stationed elsewhere had already been taken out before them.Their lifeless eyes stayed wide open, frozen in a final flash of helpless fear and bitter rage.Inside the old, crumbling warehouse, no one had the faintest clue about the bloodbath happening just outside. Seven mercenaries were already down, leaving only five left inside with FordFord was busy on the phone, looking mighty pleased with
The waitress taking their order glanced at them discreetly, her eyes gleaming with barely contained excitement. She admired their good looks, silently wishing she possessed even a fraction of their striking beauty.Aside from being pleasant to the eyes, they carried themselves with an effortlessly g
"You've kept the laptop away! Why should I slap myself then?" Eve snapped, her face twisted into a stormy, defiant mask. "Out of my way!" She glared at Amelia, her eyes blazing with pure, venomous spite.“A deal's a deal. If you're going to back out now, don't blame me for getting a little rough," A
Eve’s carefully prepared slides flashed open and were swiftly altered, the content changing line by line. Before long, the device powered off once again, swallowing the room in darkness.Across town, Amelia withdrew her hands from her own laptop, a quiet satisfaction gleaming in her eyes as she clos
A heavy feeling settled in Desmond’s chest. Breathing suddenly felt harder. He furrowed his brows, confused by his own emotions.Amelia wasn't exactly sweet or soft. In fact, she could really pack a punch. Aside from her beauty, she was fierce, nothing like the gentle woman he once imagined.*******







