Escaped My Ex Got Snatched By His Rival Novels & Stories

I said, “ Who?" he asked, “ Mirabel, my ex-wife," I said before starting the car and driving out of the mansion. ******** I felt so drained and exhausted, it was a good thing I ate at the restaurant before I got kidnapped because I really don't know how I would have survived this. I don't know how many days I've been tied up like this but what I do know is that it's been pretty long. I haven't seen Derick either, not like I actually wanted to see him, I wish he and his partner would just rot in hell.

He was shoved out of the training center roughly but he had a huge smile on his face as he stared at the gates. His mission was more than a huge success, it was phenomenal and more than what he had been expecting. “I will be back, not for the pack anymore but for what is mine. It’s only a matter of weeks before I snatch your mate away, Alvaro… She belongs to me and me alone, nobody is allowed to touch or mark her and this is one thing I’d make sure of even if I use the last drop of my blood.” He whispered with a mischievous smile as he walked away.

“They think they’re dealing with me alone. They don’t know I already gave you those shares. So we let them believe their plan is working. You give them the documents — not the real ones, but something close enough to fool them. Once they step forward to collect, we’ll know who they are.” Before I could respond, Liam slammed his palm on the table, the sharp crack cutting through the low hum of the lounge. “No. Absolutely not.” His voice was harsh, shaking with anger. “Do you even hear yourselves? You’re talking about walking straight into their trap. These aren’t businessmen. They kidnapped a child, Evelyn. They will kill again if they have to.”

I tell him. My voice is calm. That usually frightens them more. Screaming is expected. Predictable. Calm means thinking. Means planning consequences. "The extraction did not succeed," he repeats. "Mara Wyatt escaped." Escaped. The word detonates. My hand moves before the thought finishes forming. Power lashes out raw, honed and vicious. With a painful crunch, the man is lifted off the ground and hurled into the distant wall. As he collapses, wheezing, Stone breaks a spiderweb around his body.

Deimos Escarrá, Billionaire Mogul and former big shot Lawyer. And, Max's uncle. I just signed a contract with my ex's uncle.

“I see you’re awake. Don’t bother trying to escape. You’re mine now. - S” My heart dropped. S… Samantha? ********

"The Landers had me kidnapped! The day I couldn't meet up with our date was not because I forgot or I was busy with work, it was because I was kidnapped by the Landers. I managed to escape and I got that while escaping from them!" Ash refused to tell her that he went to meet up with Katty, the owner of the scarf. That would have brought another round of suspicion because Vivian would definitely wonder why a Landers would go against a fellow Landers just to help someone like Ash. It would logically mean that there was more to just helping him. Vivian would have insinuated that Ash was having an affair with Katty and that was why she helped him out.

Kieran made a sharp gesture, and the shadow domain instantly expanded, plunging the entire church into darkness. Everyone but me was frozen in the gloom. Even Lucian was held fast by countless shadows, unable to move. "Let him go!" I roared. Kieran teleported in front of me. Ignoring my struggles, he forcefully swept me up and rushed out of the church. A black helicopter hovered overhead. A few minutes later, I was deposited on the cabin sofa. The helicopter ascended rapidly, leaving Los Angeles behind. "Where are you taking me? Let me go!" I lunged for the cabin door.

“It's the same damned thing.” “It's really not,” Tristan said. “And you know it's not.” I leaned back in my chair. “Look, this arrangement is working exactly how it's supposed to. We both get what we need. She gets the money for her mother's care, and I get an heir. Simple.” “Simple,” Niko said. “Right. Because living with a woman you're attracted to, eating meals with her but pretending you don't care about her at all is going to be super simple. Man, I can't wait to watch this blow up in your face.”

His tone feels heavy, like he is mad about something. So that's how it is? The connection the dumb blonde was talking about? My throat works, but no words come out. Then he turns to me. “ I know you need money urgently. I have a proposal. Be my girlfriend and I'll take care of everything you need.” I laugh bitterly. “ You really are delusional. You think I would date you? My ex’s rival?” “Exactly,” he says, lips curving into that infuriating grin. “ This makes it even more interesting. Don't you want to get back at your cheating ex? What better way than to be with me— the man he hates the most?”