Audrey's POVThe van hurtled down rain-soaked roads, neon lights a blur of streaks as we drove towards where we were headed. Lucas's hand still held mine—a promise in the chaos. My mind reeled with questions and terror as Michael's threats echoed in my head. Every second that passed was a ticking time bomb; every beat yelled of fear and determination."Lucas, how do we know this will work?" I demanded, voice trembling as hard as I could fight it.He regarded me over the glass, his eyes black and resolute. "Audrey, we don't have a choice. Michael has pushed us to this, and I promise you, tonight we bring him down—or die trying." His vow and challenge sent shivers down my spine.I grasped his hand firmly, holding his strength as we came out in front of a rundown factory complex. The building loomed above the angry sky like a wounded beast, its broken windows and rusty iron a record of time and neglect. It was our choice of battleground—a place where Michael had fought back for the final
Audrey's POVTime slipped away from me. Every minute dragged with the horror of losing him. I paced the room, restless, my mind filled with visions of our wedding day, our wedding vows, our laughter and giggle-filled moments that had mapped out our gentle bliss. I heard Lucas's voice in every whisper of the wind, his stern face at night. Lucas is safe. He’s secured the main hall. We’re ready for extraction.”A rush of relief surged through me, but it was tempered by a new message on my phone:"Final reckoning: surrender or be consumed."My heart dropped. I grasped Daniel's arm, and he raised an eyebrow in ire. "Audrey, sorry, but Michael's not finished. We have only one choice remaining to make."I cast around the room with my gaze, the overwhelming scope of what was being inflicted on us smothering me. "What choice?" I shook out.Daniel's voice was resolute. "You make a decision now—do you fight, or do you submit and allow Michael to claim your family?"My head reeled. The notion of
Audrey's POVTime slipped away from me. Every minute dragged with the horror of losing him. I paced the room, restless, my mind filled with visions of our wedding day, our wedding vows, our laughter and giggle-filled moments that had mapped out our gentle bliss. I heard Lucas's voice in every whisper of the wind, his stern face at night. Lucas is safe. He’s secured the main hall. We’re ready for extraction.”A rush of relief surged through me, but it was tempered by a new message on my phone:"Final reckoning: surrender or be consumed."My heart dropped. I grasped Daniel's arm, and he raised an eyebrow in ire. "Audrey, sorry, but Michael's not finished. We have only one choice remaining to make."I cast around the room with my gaze, the overwhelming scope of what was being inflicted on us smothering me. "What choice?" I shook out.Daniel's voice was resolute. "You make a decision now—do you fight, or do you submit and allow Michael to claim your family?"My head reeled. The notion of
Audrey's POVI bore our crisis within me to the very bone marrow of my body. This was not Michael's threat against me, this revolting conduct. We were suspended as a family, and whatever we stirred up by doing at each step now existed or perished in a smoldering schism.Lucas took me to a tiny room at the rear of the hall. "Stay here with Aiden," he instructed the guard, then turned to me. "Audrey, I have to go out and recon our perimeter. I need to know where Michael's guards are."I caught his arm, my vision clouding with tears. I nodded, my words trembling. "I know you will, Lucas. But I'm afraid."He held my face in his palms, his own face set in a determined expression with a bit of desperation. "I do know. I'm scared too. But our family—our love—is the only thing that makes me brave enough to fight for something. I won't let them destroy us."The guard shut the door on Lucas, and I was left in the tiny room with Aiden not moving. I bounced him on the floor, and tried to clear my
Audrey's POVI found myself thinking with every passing moment that every moment was going to be our final one. Lucas's promise in words—"Our love will live on"—lay inside me as we navigated the charred hallways of our secure compound. The safe room was our sanctuary, but now the danger loomed large over them, and I sensed it in the beating of my heart.Time crept by as the video feed flared into static. The quiet was a silence that could be felt, was heartbreaking. I rose to my feet, spinning with hope and fear. Was Lucas overpowered? Was he hurt? I couldn't lose him. I held Aiden close to me, murmuring soothing words in his ear while my own heart wrestled with breaking.And the screen flickered back to life. Lucas was on it, bruised but determined, our eyes meeting. "Audrey, we beat them back. I'm coming in to pick you up and Shawn. Wait and hold on and wait for my signal."Fear and relief warred through me. Hold fast to our love as our shield. Believe in it, Audrey. We will get thr
Audrey's POVThe madness of the previous night still ran in my veins as I stood on the windowsill, looking out into the rain-soaked city. Thesafe room was just as quiet now, warm so, as if in collective breath for what was to happen. The last hug Lucas had given me still clung around me, yet a shiver had gripped my heart—Michael's threat still hanging over us like a ghost.I tightened in my fist a crumpled picture of Aiden, my child's smiling face burned into memory of all I'd fought so long and hard for. My mind reeling with what Michael would attempt to do next. Each creak of the hallway, each sound off in the distance, had me cringing in terror. And yet, above all terror, the memory of Lucas's invincible promise—"Our love shall be our shield"—kept me from shattering.My phone buzzed in my hand, waking me. I glanced at the screen:"Time's running out. Your final choice is pending."My heart dropped. The message itself was calm and to the point, but the threat in it was not one I w
Audrey's POVThe storm outside stormed in time with our own inner tempest. I stood at the window of our safe room, the early morning light struggling to penetrate blackened skies. I trembled in my hands as I gazed out into the pounding rain, each drop a reminder that nothing was ever certain. I clutched my phone, dead screen blankly staring up at me, but the texts sent last night seared themselves into my brain. Michael's rage-sharpened threats, Lucas's passion-seared guarantees, the phrases of our argument the other day—those kept me captive, on tender hooks.Lucas burst in, his bulging eyes flashing with maniacal compulsion. "Audrey, we must leave — immediately!" he screamed, shaking me awake. Every step we took then was then a matter of racing against time—a frantic rush from the lethal schemes Michael had set in motion."Lucas, what did they do?" I shouted over the howl of the wind, my dry throat throbbing with lust and fear. He did not answer immediately. His eyes darted towards
Audrey's POVI still felt the aftershocks of our recent altercation, each thud of my heartbeat dialing into rebellion and fear. Night air outside our safe room enveloped me like a shroud as I sat at the rickety wooden chair, my head reeling with unanswered questions and residual hurt. My gaze was drawn to the partially open door, where there was uncertainty and danger, and the recollection of Lucas's burning promise still lingered in my heart.I clutched my phone, the message from Michael's goons seared into my mind: "The reckoning is close. Decide now, or lose everything." My own hands trembled as I fought to find leverage against the weight of his threat. Every passing second took an eternity, and I couldn't help but wonder when the fragile peace we worked so frantically to build would shatter at any moment.Lucas's voice broke my trance. "Audrey, we have to decide—now." His voice was commanding, weighted with the unyielding ferocity of his having endured too much to ever risk wishi
Audrey's POVI sat in the panic room, my pounding heart still shuddering at Michael's threat. The soundlessness of the security system was all I heard, but each ticking clock sent a message screaming through my ears. I held Lucas's hand, his sturdy heat propping me up against the storm of terror and hopelessness that wanted to consume me.I couldn't help but recall what he told us on our last visitation—his insanity vow to take care of Aiden no matter what, his desperation as he mouthed with tears streaming down his face, "I won't let him ruin our family." Even now that danger is closing in around us, his vow was my sole comfort. But deep inside, a secret turmoil brewed within me—a battle between the vision of a future to come and the eerie dread that Michael's final verdict would shatter it all. Afraid that no matter how much we care, this threat is going to tear us apart. Afraid to lose Aiden. to lose you." My voice splintered and seared with tears of mine. I swear to you, Audrey, w