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No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā The Game Begins in Velmore
Authorās POVTwo days laterā Velmore City. The thunder of private jet sliced through the sky, descending toward Velmore Cityās elite airstrip,the sprawling metropolis that held both his empire and his enemies.As the Arine Malhotraās sleek aircraft landed touched the ground with a gentle thud, a convoy of matte-black security vehicles rolled to the runway, forming a wall of precision around the aircraft.His security team, dressed in crisp black suits with earpieces standing at perfect attention.The door to the jet opened, and Arine Malhotra stepped out.He descended the stairs with slow, deliberate stepsāeach one echoing authority. His custom-tailored coat fluttered slightly in the wind as the security detail immediately formed a perimeter around him. His security team moved with lethal precision, forming an impenetrable perimeter as he strode toward the waiting convoy. A black Rolls Royce Phantom customised bulletproof waited at the center, engine humming like a restrained beast.The
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā In the Line of fire
Autthor's POVMilaās fragile body rested in Arineās arms, her tears staining his shirt as she finally succumbed to sleep. Her breathing slowed, and the soft tremors in her frame began to subside. Arine didnāt move for a long moment, reluctant to let go. It felt as though the weight of her pain had become his ownāa burden he would gladly carry if it meant sparing her even a sliver of sorrow.When he finally placed her gently onto the bed, tucking the blanket around her, he brushed a strand of hair from her face and murmured, āRest, my love. Iāll make sure no one hurts you again.ābefore stepping out of the room to give the doctors space to check on her condition.Outside, Aunt Lana was waiting, her face etched with concern. As Arine closed the door softly behind him, she approached, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.āShe finally fell asleep?ā she asked softly.Arine nodded, his jaw clenched as he tried to keep his emotions in check. āShe did. But itās like every tear she cried tore
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Confronting the Storm
Author's POVArineās phone buzzed sharply, cutting through the silence in his car as he drove back from the warehouse. His assistant, Elijah, handed him the phone with a wordless gesture, his expression serious.āItās urgent, sir,ā Elijah said quietly.Arine swiped the screen without hesitation. The voice on the other end was one of his trusted board members.āMr. Malhotra, an urgent meeting has been called to finalize the action plan for the company you acquired. The situation is dire, and we need your directives immediately to stabilize operations,ā came the curt reply from one of the board members.Arine didnāt reply immediately; he was already mentally preparing for the challenge. āIāll be there soon,ā he said and hung up.Arine entered the boardroom with his usual commanding presence. The air was thick with tension; the takeover of Alexās failing company had left its employees and stakeholders in a state of panic.As he took his seat at the head of the table, the room quieted. Eli
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Made a Grave Mistake
Author's POVArineās breath caught, his chest tightening painfully. He dragged a hand through his hair, his mind spinning.He knew how much Mila loved her unborn child, but he couldnāt bear the thought of losing her.āAre you certain?ā Arine asked, his voice barely above a whisper, his usual composure cracking.The doctor nodded solemnly. āYes. We need your decision immediately.āArineās throat felt dry as he leaned against the wall, his head tilted back as he tried to steady himself. Mila had fought so hard to protect this child, even when Alex had abandoned her. But if she didnāt surviveā¦He closed his eyes tightly, the memories of Milaās trembling form and the fear in her eyes replaying in his mind. She was everything to himāthe woman who had unwittingly thawed the icy walls around his heart. He couldnāt let her slip away.Finally, he opened his eyes, his decision resolute. āSave Mila,ā he said firmly, his voice steady despite the storm raging inside him. āDo whatever you have to do,
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Two Lives, One Decision
Author's povMila struggled desperately against the man's iron grip, her wrists raw from the pressure and the blade grazing her delicate skin. Every thrash only worsened her condition, her strength waning as exhaustion began to cloud her mind. She gasped for air, her vision blurring. Just as she teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, the faint sound of approaching footsteps reached her ears.Before she could comprehend what was happening, the door was kicked open with a resounding crash. Five imposing men stormed in, their sheer presence radiating authority and danger. The man holding Mila froze momentarily, panic flashing in his eyes, but before he could react further, a brutal punch landed on his jaw, sending him staggering backward.Another man lunged for the second assailant, delivering blow after blow with precision, while the others restrained them effortlessly. In the chaos, a tall figure strode in, exuding raw power and dominanceāArine. His piercing gaze fell on Mila, taking
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā No Way Out
AUTHOR'S POVThe clock ticked relentlessly, each passing second amplifying Milaās anxiety. It had been almost an hour since sheād left Sally a voicemail, but the silence on the other end was deafening. Mila sat on the couch, her fingers tapping restlessly on her phone as she refreshed her messages for the hundredth time. Still nothing.The unease in her chest refused to subside. Determined to find answers, she got up and walked to Sallyās room, her footsteps muffled against the quiet apartment. Maybe Sally had left a note, something to explain her absence.Mila pushed open the door, the soft creak of the hinges breaking the stillness. Sallyās room was neat, almost too neat, as though it had been untouched for days. Milaās gaze swept over the dresser, the desk, and the bed, searching for any clue. She pulled open drawers, checked the bedside table, even glanced under the bedābut nothing. Not a note, not a hint of where Sally could be.She sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her
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