He lost his memory. She lost her heart. Now, the past wants them both dead. When Amara Kane pulls a wounded stranger from a burning car, she doesn’t expect him to be Liam Steele—billionaire tech heir, missing CEO, and the man with a target on his back. With no memory of who he is or who wants him dead, Liam finds himself hiding in the one place no one would expect: her tiny apartment. What starts as survival quickly turns into something deeper. Secrets unravel. Passion ignites. And just when Liam proposes and Amara dares to believe in love again… he vanishes without a word—leaving her pregnant and alone. But Liam didn’t just leave. He was taken. Now, Amara must face the truth: she’s not just protecting their unborn child—she’s holding the key to a conspiracy worth killing for.
View MoreNo matter how fast I ran on the sidewalks, I could not stop the rain from soaking me to my bones. I knew the weather was going to be terrible but I also knew that if I had stayed at home, I would have probably gone mad. So I went to the diner and picked up a double shift, not caring that it would drain me.
I barged into the tiny apartment that I lived in with my best friend Tasha and I saw her all dressed up. She was clearly heading somewhere and I knew exactly where she was going.
"Oh my God, you took the job?!" I asked her, shocked at the betrayal.
Tasha's head spun as she heard my voice and she became defensive. "Alright, so I took it. Amara, you need to calm down. You and I both know that SteeleTech funds half of the start ups in this city. Do you really want me to keep waiting tables while you continue this fruitless journey of chasing ghosts?
I could not believe how arrogant she had gotten. Throwing the keys to the floor, I screamed. "That explosion was not an accident and you know it! For Christ sakes, my parents died because of SteeleTech."
Tasha looked at me, clearly frustrated. "For the love of God Amara, we were fifteen years old! It's been ages ago and somehow you are still trying to code your way back into the past. Do you really think that if you build something big enough it will somehow bring them back? Well, it won't! Nothing is going to bring them back."
I looked at her with no emotions. "Well, at least its better than selling my soul for a stupid paycheck."
The words hit a nerve in Tasha, I could see it. "Have you ever thought that maybe I am just tired of surviving? Maybe I am so fed up with watching you drown in your pain while you continually act like you are the only one who lost something, huh?"
My blood boiled, how could she compare the emotions she felt to what I felt? There were my parents, not hers. She doesn't know what I had gone through and I realized in anger that she never will.
"Get out," I said softly but my words held deep emotions and I could tell that she had seen it because after hesitating for a while, she picked up her things and left.
I stood in silence and watched her walk away and when she had gone a long distance, I picked up my coat and keys and ran in the rain, trying to hide the tears pouring out of my eyes till I got to the car. I wasn't thinking and I had to fix that, so I drove right into the night, trying to null those crippling feelings I had.
"The universe is clearly fucking with me," I muttered to myself as I rode my rusty Ford through another pothole. The rain beat against my windshield like it hated it and my wipers were losing in their fight.
The highway was nearly deserted—just miles of shadows, water, and regret.
I could hear the lightning and I knew that soon, it would pour but then I heard it, a crash happened up ahead. I heard the loud boom and I could swear it felt like the crash was a collision of a car and a tree.
Hitting the brakes on my car, I shivered as my truck skidded sideways before it finally pulled itself into a stop near the tree line.
Groaning in pain, I managed to lift my eyes up and I saw the flames lit up the night. A black, sleek and expensive looking car was wrapped around a tree and it had smoke pouring from its hood.
Immediately adrenaline shot through my body as I jumped out and ran towards the car. "Hey," I yelled with everything in me. "Is anyone in there?!" I kept yelling even when I got no response.
Just when I wanted to believe that no one was in the car, I saw a figure through the smoke and shattered glass. I squinted my eyes some more and the figure became clear, it was a man slumped forward, bleeding, barely conscious.
The driver side door was jammed shut but still I yanked on it, hoping it would give way. It didn't. Slowly running out of options, I took a rock and smashed the glass. The shards of glass flew everywhere but it opened the window at least.
That gave me the opportunity to duck in. "Hey, hey, can you hear me at all?" I asked but the man just groaned. His face was a total mess, all covered in bruises and blood.
"W-where...?" He tried to speak but I knew that it would be better if he reserved his strength, so I answered the questions for him before he could even answer.
"You were in a car wreck," as I spoke, I wrapped his arms over my shoulder. "Your car is about to blow up and we need to get you out of here."
"I don't remember..." he struggled to speak. I could see the fear in his eyes and suddenly I remembered that in scenes like this in every movie, the hero always tried to get the name of the victim. I did the same thing, hoping that would calm him down.
"Name?" I asked as I rushed to the passenger side of the door and got into the car.
"Jace, I think." He responded, wincing and dazing
"Okay, Jace. Lets try our best to not die tonight," I muttered as I dragged him out of the car just as it burst into flames and we hit the grass. I looked at the car that had just exploded and wondered if my life would have ended like that.
I laid on the floor for a while, my chest heaving as the weight of this man that I did not know threatened to crush me.
"You saved me," I heard him speak from on top of me. His voice was very rough, but i could tell that he was grateful
“You’re lucky I was too broke to take an Uber.” I responded and heard him give out a hoarse chuckle that immediately turned into a cough.
Amidst his cough, I could hear the sirens in the distance and I knew help was coming. Looking down at him, I noticed his dark hair was soaked in the rain and he was still bleeding from an injury he sustained on his temple.
I got curious. This man did not look like the type of person who would hang around areas like this. "What exactly were you doing out here Jace?" He did not answer and his eyes closed again.
I sat there in silence, letting the rain soak my skin, enjoying the faint scent of his perfume. I didn't know who this man that I had just saved was but I knew that he was very familiar and that was a very unsettling feeling.
"What the hell is this Margot? You and I had a deal. I stay away from your son's life and you keep him out of my sons life. So what the hell is going on and how are you going to fix it?" I yelled at her, finally tired of dragging everything out. It was time this woman understood something that I was not the kind of person one messes with. I could still remember the first day she found me. I honestly thought she was going to kill me but I also knew that I had a leverage that she didnt have. I had something that her son wanted more than anything in the world and I knew that all it took was for me to just tell her that I was going to let the dogs loose and get her son involved for her to let me go. Flash back to two years ago. The air was cold and the weather was more calmer than they had already predicted it to be. I walked down the road to what was supposed to lead me to my peaceful home. Little did I do that the home was not so peaceful anymore. As soon as I got to my driveway, I
A chill swept down my spine.The man who once looked at me like I was his sun had now become a storm. Calculated. Ruthless. And he had remembered everything, every single thing that happened. It was easier before when he only remembered a few things that had happened but now he remembered every thing. Every lie told, every truth ignored. This was more scary than I initially thought it would be and I could not help but to keep wondering what this meant for me? My voice came out hoarse. "Is he coming after me next?"I could see the look in Carson eyes. He knew that I had lied to him and that sooner than later, the lie was going to catch up with me. I needed something that I would use to save myself when that happened because this version of Liam was one that no one understood. Carson hesitated, then said the one thing I didn’t want to hear."He’s already looking for you. And he knows about your son and from what I heard, he has more information about your marriage than even you may k
It took him two days to find something that he believed was good enough to be used as an information for me. That was two days of me waiting patiently, two days of me wondering what exactly was going on and if Liam would come for me during that time. I didnt know exactly what he wanted from me. All I knew was that I was not safe and neither was my child because as long as Liam was still out there looking for whom to devour, it was only a matter of time before he found me and if he really found me, I did not even want to imagine what he would do to me. It was very clear to me that something in him had snapped. I didnt want to know what it was, I just prayed that whatever it was never came my way. So when Detective Carson made me sit in a private room of a quiet Italian bistro in downtown Porto for more than an hour, I didnt mind. All I wanted was information on what happened cause I knew very well that the information I got was going to help me sort out every problem that I seemed to
Amara's POVIt started with a headline. I wasn’t looking for him. God knows I had spent the last few weeks doing everything not to think of him. But when you’ve loved a man like Liam Hart, the world doesn’t let you forget him.I had purposely left the television in my office on but on low volume. All these I did because I needed some sort of white noise that would keep me sane during those endless back to back meetings. My thoughts kept drifting to Liam during them and I needed a way to keep myself grounded. I needed something that would make me think of only the exhausting meeting I was in. It wasnt the best thing to concentrate on but at least, it was a good compensation for the voices in my head. The white noise always worked perfectly, for days now it has been the only thing that has been keeping me sane. It has been the only thing I can confidently listen to and still be able to function properly. I couldnt imagine myself thinking of another option. Well that was until I broke
She had no where left to run. That was exactly what I needed cause now she was definitely going to be destroyed. I had given all the men she was sleeping with for a money a younger and more sexier girl. She was at their beck and call everyday and anytime they wanted her. She wasnt doing it to get rid of me and steal everything from under my nose, she was doing it simply because she had bills to sort out. Huge stack of bills, student loans, medical bills from her extremely sick parents and siblings, debts that she owned, insurance that she had to pay for. She was about to die from bills but I offered this to her and she took it with open arms knowing fully well that soon she would be able to pay off her debts. I didnt whore her out, she came to me and I offered a solution. I didnt force her to take it, she still came back to me and decided to take it. After all, she had little to no choice and it felt like the walls of life was speedily closing in on her. She had no other choice tha
A voice crackled to life. Ivy’s voice and I saw her shift uncomfortably. It felt like a huge part of her knew what was going to happen. Like a huge part of her just knew that she was about to be disgraced for the entire world to see. I didnt deny or confirm her thoughts, all I did was to keep mute and wait for her suspicions to be confirmed. “Don’t worry. The doctor won’t talk. I paid him off, scrubbed the records. It’s all wiped. His wife will never find him. Not the real him though. And if he does remember… well, we’ve got a forged divorce to back us up.”The glass slipped from Ivy’s hand and shattered on the floor. Her suspicions were confirmed. Now it was my time to smile and I gave a very wide and happy one. It was finally beginning to dawn on her, I was not the type of guy you threaten. I was not the person you hurt and just expect that I wont hurt you back. Everything just seemed to be working agaisnt them and I was more than happy to make them know that I was the reason for
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