Romans & histoires Escaped My Ex Got Snatched By His Rival

Nick pleaded, "Flora, I was wrong, I know, but believe me, I never marked Sherry. I regret everything! The mistake I made is one all men would make, but I promise, that's all it was. "The baby isn't even mine. She got close to me just to get revenge because I was the one who sentenced her to exile to the desert." He continued, "You went back to Blue Moon Pack, didn't you? Darling, I've already kicked Sherry out. I'll come get you. Just come home, okay?" "Nick, we're over," I stated firmly. If what he said was true and both women in his life were gone, he was simply trying to minimize his losses.

For a brief second, I felt pity for her, but then I remembered the sound of metal crushing, the spinning, the pain, the fear and the pity vanished. Leo walked toward me slowly, his shoulders tense, his jaw clenched.The moment our eyes met, I knew something was wrong. “What is it?” I asked, standing up. He didn’t answer immediately. He looked around, then leaned closer. “We have a problem.” My heart skipped. “What kind of problem?” “The man,” he said quietly. “He’s gone.” “What do you mean gone?” I whispered sharply. “He escaped.” The words hit me like a slap. “Escaped?” I repeated. “How does someone just escape?”

Maverick POV. “Right, as you all know, my daughter Harmony was kidnapped from her home. There was a struggle and two guys were found dead. They are members of the Sons Of Hades.” The room erupts into angry shouts and accusations are thrown around. I sit quietly, knowing that the situation is about to be made a million times worse when they all find out that Felicity has escaped. She must have swiped the spare key for the windows and waited to escape.

She poured out before I could expose the whole truth. “No, it's not my ex-husband.” I said and she screamed. “Oh my goodness! Then, who is it? And why?” “Well, look, don't judge me, okay? First, the man is Brent's biggest rival in the business world and no, I'm not dating him because I love him or whatever, I'm only doing it to get back at Brent.” I explained. “What are you doing Pris? That's so mean and unfair, I know you can't hurt anyone for no good reason, what truly happened?” She asked and I finally felt like someone understood me.

I cut in, offering Ethan a calm smile. “Ethan, this is Wendy. My ex-best friend,” I said. “We worked together back at the Detroit branch. You remember that scandal I once told you about—the one where someone framed me with fake sex tapes at work, which led to my transfer? She was the one behind it.” Wendy looked like the ground beneath her might open and swallow her whole. Her chest visibly rose and fell as panic hit her. Ethan turned slowly to Wendy, looking her over with a cold, measured stare.

Seeing me cry, his mother beamed with joy instead of looking worried. "This child hasn't been home in so long. Look, she's moved to tears." She laughed as she wiped my tears away with her thumb, the same gesture she'd done when I was little and scraped my knee. The nerves that had been stretched tight in my heart for so long finally relaxed completely. During our conversation with Ethan's parents over appetizers, I learned the truth about Ivy's ambush. His father leaned forward conspiratorially. "Someone betrayed her location, which is how she encountered the rogue wolves. It was her ex-boyfriend—apparently one of her sugar daddies."

Then my phone rang. The screen lit up: Havenbrooke Police Headquarters. A cold unease settled in my chest as I answered. “This is Orlando.” A breathless voice crackled over the line. “Mr. Orlando, I’m afraid there’s been… an incident.” I sat upright. “Go on.” “Evans has escaped custody. During preparations to transfer him to another prison, he overpowered a guard and fled. Units are searching—” “You lost him?” My voice thundered, echoing off the walls. I shot to my feet, pacing. “ You lost him once already, and now again? Do you have any idea what you’ve done? That man nearly killed my wife, and you’ve set him loose?”

The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. The Evans couple took an involuntary step back. "Is this how the Evans family shows its class?" Ethan continued, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he circled them slowly. "Barging into private dens without permission? Calling a pack member a 'stray wolf' to her face? Well, let me tell you something that might interest you—I am Emma's family now." His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "If you're against her, you're against me. And trust me, you don't want to be against me."

Whatever fight he had left dies right there. I stand and smooth down my suit jacket. “Get him out. And if he tries to take anything, even a paperclip, arrest him for theft.” Dante nods. He grabs Thomas by the arm. “Kincaid please! I will do anything!” Thomas begs as Dante drags him towards the door. Dante smirks and keeps dragging the begging man out of the office, and I turn away after the door shuts behind them. I should feel something, right? Victory? Satisfaction? Some kind of rush from watching a man who destroyed my family lose everything?

I needed help. I needed money. Most importantly, I needed somebody who was still on my side. I spotted a man talking loudly on a cheap phone near a convenience store. He was distracted, pacing back and forth while arguing with whoever was on the other end. By the time he noticed his phone was gone, I was already halfway down the street. I dialed the only number I trusted. Jacy picked up before the first ring even finished. “Damien? Holy shit, man. The news is already talking about it. They’re saying you escaped custody. They’ve got helicopters out. Dude, this is insane.”