In a warehouse, a woman was tied to the chair, Timofel stood in the room with the woman awaiting Biden's presence. Once Biden walked in, he recognized the woman to be the same woman he saw hit Asa and stuck Asa in the boot of her car in the CCTV footage, he went straight to her and gripped her throat. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine."Tell me where you've hidden her!" Biden's voice was filled with a mix of rage and desperation.The woman shook in fear, a tremor of terror evident in her voice. "I don't know... what you're referring to.""The CCTV camera already made it obvious you are the one?" Timofel interjected sharply. "Quit pretending you're oblivious to Asa's kidnap."Tears filled her eyes, spilling down her cheeks. "I honestly do not know anything about Asa talkless of kidnapping her. Please believe me," she sobbed.Biden exchanged a telling glance with Timofel, who responded with a resigned shake of his head. The message was clear: this woman wouldn't be c

In the midst of the cerulean blue pool, with shimmering lights reflecting from the water, Andrei and Asa found themselves alone, wrapped up in an intimate cocoon of the moment. They weren't certain when or how their bodies drew close, but they were aware of the growing warmth between them.Feeling her slender form pressed against his, Andrei encircled her waist from behind, his lips brushing the curve of her ear as he murmured, "You smell intoxicating." His words sent a shiver down her spine, more so when he pressed gentle kisses along her nape.A soft laugh bubbled from Asa's throat, surprising even herself. It was a mystery why she felt so drawn to him, especially in such a vulnerable manner. An undeniable heat surged through her when she felt him pressed against her, stirring an unfamiliar yet exhilarating sensation within.His kisses trailed her neck, each one slow and sensual, setting her skin ablaze. Lost in the haze of his touch, her breath hitched, revealing her vulnerability.

Back at the city, "Andrei, I've done my part, helping you at great lengths. Now, it's your turn to reciprocate," Asa stated, her gaze intensely fixed on Andrei, her eyes searching for understanding.Andrei stumbled over his words, "Help? I was under the impression... I believed that you..." His voice trailed off, unable to complete the thought.She cut him off gently, "If you truly want to repay me, then help me find Polina. If you do, I'll consider your proposal."His eyes lit up with hope, "Truly? You mean it?"She took a moment, her face softening, "Yes," she whispered, though the reluctance in her tone was palpable.Overwhelmed with gratitude, Andrei pulled Asa into a warm embrace. "I'll move mountains if I have to, just to find Polina." His emotions surged, making him act on impulse, hugging Asa tighter than he had intended. Allowing herself a moment in his arms, Asa eventually withdrew to be with her son. Meanwhile, Andrei swiftly dialed his assistant, setting the wheels in mot

The radiant dawn broke with promise, as the day Andrei had long dreamt of was finally upon them. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation, the air fragrant with blooming flowers, and the quaint little town buzzed with preparations. Everyone was eagerly discussing the union of Andrei and Asa, two souls destined to intertwine on this auspicious day.Inside a grand, ornate room of a historic mansion, Asa stood poised in front of an opulent mirror, its frame whispering tales of countless brides before her. She gazed at her reflection, the intricate lace of her dress cascading around her. The sheer beauty of the moment filled her with a mix of nervous excitement. Not wanting to leave any stone unturned, she turned to her trusted makeup artist, seeking validation, "Have we achieved the perfect look for today?"The makeup artist, having witnessed many brides in her time, had never seen one quite as enchanting as Asa. With a heartfelt smile, she assured, "You are the very essence of perfect

The hospital room, with its stark white walls and the faint smell of antiseptics, stood in silent testimony to the myriad of emotions swirling within its confines. Shadows danced on the walls, mirroring the somber mood, while the monotonous hum of machines maintained a rhythmic undertone. Andrei, his tall frame slightly hunched from hours of anxious waiting, navigated the maze of medical equipment to approach the doctor.Each step was a testament to the storm of apprehension brewing within him, but he tried to hold onto a veneer of composure. "Doctor Harrison," he began, his voice weighed down with the heaviness of worry, "has there been any change in Asa's state? Can you provide any insights into her prognosis?"Dr. Harrison, a seasoned physician who had witnessed countless situations both triumphant and tragic, ran a weary hand through his silvering hair. "Mr. Petrov," he began, offering Andrei a sympathetic glance, "while we've managed to stabilize Asa for the moment, we're still