LOGINArrienne Pov
"Hey, witch, stop pacing!" Jacky shrieked.
I couldn't sit still and had been walking back and forth in front of her for a while now. I was having second thoughts about going to the place Jace told me to meet him. What could we possibly talk about? I was so nervous. "It's just, friend, I'm really nervous. What do you think we'll talk about?" I asked, turning to face her. "Maybe he wants to make things right, girl." She said without hesitation. "What if he doesn't? What if we talk about an annulment?" "Oh, girl? I thought you didn't like him? That's the only thing missing between you two, right? What's the problem with that? If that's what he wants to talk about, then it's for the best." She said. You're right, aren't I? Why am I so nervous? "You have a point. You're really smart, Jacky. I'm not surprised you passed the board exams." I just said. But I knew I still looked completely flustered. "You love him, you just don't want to admit it." She whispered. "What love are you talking about?" I snapped at her, giving her a nasty look. She chuckled softly, "Wow, you're so dramatic. You're giving yourself away." She even made a funny face. "And I spoke so quietly, you heard that? You have great hearing, girl!" "You're crazy! I don't have good hearing. Your voice is just really loud." I sat down on the couch. "Tsss. I'm really nervous!" I blurted out. My heart was still racing. She looked at me and stood up. "Whatever. I'm going to my room. I'm getting dizzy from you." She rolled her eyes and walked towards her room. I just sat there, staring blankly, waiting for the time to pass. Until I looked at the wall clock. Sh*t, it's six o'clock already. I better get dressed. Even if it's only a fifteen-minute drive, it's better to be early than just sit here. I went to my room and picked out an outfit. I just grabbed whatever I saw first. Whatever, I'll figure it out later!Jace's POV
Quarter to seven.
Will she come? I'm nervous. I hope she comes. I'm planning to make things right with her and start over. This time, I hope it works. When I saw her in the office earlier, I felt a pang in my heart. I remembered how she left me. It hurt so much. I did everything, gave her everything she wanted, but it wasn't enough. She still left me. I can't get over what happened. To be honest, I was ready to forgive her back then. When I saw her earlier, I didn't plan on getting back together. I thought that you shouldn't force someone who doesn't want it. She doesn't want to be with me, okay, no need to force it. But I changed my mind earlier when I saw her files.Flashback I jumped up when I saw an email from Candy. This must be what I've been waiting for. I opened it immediately and downloaded the attached document. I smiled when I saw Lana's Curriculum Vitae.ARRIENNE JILL RAMOS GARCIA As expected, that's what it said. I was right, she's still using my last name. I stroked my chin and smirked involuntarily. I glanced over all the information there. Personal Information Sex : Female Age : 21 Civil Status : Single Birthday : December 15, 1990 Weight : 110 lbs. Height : 5"3' Nationality : Filipino Religion : Roman Catholic I continued scrolling down when I stopped. Wait, something seems wrong. I furrowed my brow and went back to the first page. I stared at every detail. Personal Information Sex : Female Age : 21 Civil Status : Single Birthday : December 15, 1990 Weight : 110 lbs. Height : 5"3' Nationality : Filipino Religion : Roman Catholic I just burst out laughing when I realized what was wrong. I shook my head and looked at it again. I wasn't satisfied and even bolded it. Civil Status : Single She's using my last name, but her civil status is single. I know she can be a little clueless sometimes, but to make a mistake like this? That's not just a little clueless.End of flashback I looked at my wristwatch. It's seven fifteen. I looked at the entrance of the restaurant. Where is that woman? I checked my phone, but there was no text from her. "Are you ready to order, Sir?" I looked at the waiter who approached me. "I'm still waiting for someone. But a cup of coffee will do." Get here, Arrienne! If you don't, you're dead to me! I thought when we were still together. She was always late for our meetings. I sat down confidently. She'll come, just be patient, Jace. Seven thirty. I rubbed my face. I was tapping my fingers on the table while looking at the entrance. I couldn't take it anymore, so I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. The number you have dialled is either un... I immediately cut off the operator's voice on the other end. She's not coming, huh? I let out a sigh. You're really in trouble, woman, if you don't show up. Seven forty-five. Okay. Enough waiting. She's not coming. It's so annoying. At least she could have told me she wasn't coming so I wouldn't look like a fool waiting for her. I stood up with a frown and left some cash on the table. We'll settle this tomorrow, Arrienne.JACE’S POVThe metal door slammed behind me, locking out the world—and locking Dominic in with me.He sat on the steel chair, wrists cuffed to the table, head hanging low. Blood dried in streaks down his cheek. His breathing was uneven, but his stare… his stare was steady when he finally raised his eyes.“You’re going to torture me, aren’t you?” he whispered.“No,” I answered, pulling another chair and sitting across from him.I let that sink in.Dominic swallowed, confused. “Then why am I here?”I leaned forward.“Because I don’t need to torture you to break you.”His jaw tightened.I placed Cal’s dog tag on the table.Dominic froze.His eyes widened—pain, guilt, disbelief all crushing him at once.“You were too late,” I said, voice low. “Cal is dead.”Dominic inhaled sharply, the air catching in his throat like shards of glass.He didn’t blink.He didn’t breathe.He just stared at the dog tag as if it could bring Cal back.“He was there,” Dominic whispered. “He—he tried to—”“He die
ARRIENNE’S POVThe hallway still smelled of gunpowder and blood.Cal’s body lay on the floor, eyes half-open, as if he was still watching over Janna. Jace had already pulled me and the children into his arms, but I couldn’t stop staring at Cal’s face.The guilt drilled itself deeper into my chest.We trusted him.He protected us.He betrayed us.But then he saved our daughter with his last breath.How were we supposed to grieve a man who broke us and saved us in the same heartbeat?Janna sobbed into my chest, clutching my shirt. Her tiny hands trembled.“Mama… Uncle Cal is sleeping?”God.I swallowed hard, forcing steadiness into my voice.“No, son… he’s resting now. He saved you. He was very brave.”She cried harder. I held her tighter.My infant son woke with all the noise, crying softly. Jace picked him up, rocking him gently, trying to shieldour children from the surrounding darkness.But I saw it.The way Jace’s jaw tightened.The way his eyes kept flicking back to Cal’s still b
ARRIENNE’S POVGunfire crackled through the corridors like lightning ripping through sky.I ran toward the sound—toward Jace—because every instinct in my body told me something was horribly wrong.“Stay inside!” I shouted to the medic who was tending to my infant son. I slammed the door shut and twisted the lock. “Don’t open for anyone except me or Jace!”Janna clung to my shirt earlier, but Cal had carried her to another room. Now I couldn't find either of them.I tried calling Cal on the radio, but the line was dead.Static.Dread settled in my gut.The deeper I ran, the quieter the halls felt, as if the very walls were holding their breath.Until—CLICK.I froze.That sound.A gun cocking.I spun toward the left hallway—And saw him.Cal.Holding Janna.His hand over her mouth.A gun pressed against her tiny head.I felt the world screech to a halt.“CAL!” I screamed.His expression didn’t change. Cold. Detached. As if the man who had protected us for years had never existed.“Don’
JACE’S POVNathan Vasquez.Standing less than ten meters away.Gun pointed at my wife.At my children.There were moments in a man’s life when instinct took over—pure, animalistic instinct. I felt it rise in my throat, in my pulse, in every muscle ready to tear him apart.“Move the family,” I said quietly to Cal. “Now.”Cal nodded, shifting his stance, preparing to grab Arrienne and the kids and jump into the armored vehicle behind us.Nathan smirked.“You won’t shoot, Jace.” His tone was maddeningly calm. “Because you know the moment you pull that trigger, my men will unload on your family.”“Your men are dying,” I hissed.“Yes,” he said with a shrug, “expendable ones. I still have the important pieces in place.”Pieces.My mind sharpened instantly.The mole.Someone was feeding him intel—someone close. Someone who knew our routes. Our timing.My jaw clenched as Nathan raised his gun slightly.“Step aside,” he said, “and I’ll let your wife walk out alive.”I aimed straight at his for
ARRIENNE’S POVThe night felt strange.Too quiet.Too still.The kind of silence that doesn’t calm—it warns.Jace coordinated the relocation of our family with sharp precision. The safe house buzzed with footsteps, murmured directives, and the click of weapons being loaded. Every guard moved with urgency, scanning corners, sealing windows, checking escape routes.I held my newborn close, her tiny heartbeat tapping against my collarbone, a soft contrast to the storm brewing outside.Janna clung to my left leg. “Mommy… where are we going?”“Somewhere safer, baby,” I whispered, kissing her forehead.“Is it because of the evil men?”I paused.Children had a way of seeing through everything.“Yes,” I admitted. “But Daddy will protect us. I will protect you. Always.”She nodded bravely, but her small hand tightened around mine.Cal entered the room briskly. “Ma’am Arrienne, the convoy is ready. Jace says you’re leaving first.”I frowned. “What about Dominic? He can’t be moved yet.”Cal’s ja
ARRIENNE’S POVDominic’s body collapsed into Cal’s arms before he could take another step toward us. I rushed forward despite Cal’s warnings, my heart pounding painfully against my ribs. Janna peeked from the door behind me, clutching the frame with small trembling fingers, but I signaled her to stay back.Blood coated Dominic’s arms. His clothes were torn. His skin was gray—like he’d been starved of sunlight, hope, and air.“Get him inside!” I commanded.The guards moved quickly, lifting him carefully, but his eyes found mine before he lost consciousness.“A-Arrienne…” His voice cracked, barely a whisper. “He’s coming. I tried… I tried to stop him.”My stomach churned.Nathan.The storm I’d felt wasn’t just intuition—it was a warning.We dragged Dominic into the safe house, laying him on the couch as Mateo called for the medics. Jace’s office door opened violently, the sound echoing like a gunshot.“What the hell—?”The moment Jace saw Dominic, he froze mid-step.His hand curled slow







