Falling Novels & Stories

The room erupted in shock as soon as the words were out of Reuben's mouth. Then, there was a loud crash—Mom had collapsed on the floor. The wail of an ambulance siren wound around the high-rise buildings. Reuben got in with the medical personnel while the Gray family members sent off the guests and reporters. Marcus stood alone, his eyes bloodshot and wide with shock. Beside him, Janae seemed frightened by his reaction. She shook his arm and asked, "Mr. Gray, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

intimate sense. Isabelle's throat turned to sandpaper, but she refused to be intimidated by his obvious posturing. If she wanted this deal, she needed to match his confidence. Unable to take her attention away from his, she put her glass to her painted lips and took a deep, sensual drink, allowing a shimmering droplet to trickle down her neck. Then, retaining his searing gaze, she delicately ran her fingertip through the remaining fluid and sucked it between her lips with a soft gasp.

Chapter 87: The Fallout The next morning, Olivia Hart woke to the shrill sound of her phone buzzing incessantly on the nightstand. She groaned, pulling the comforter over her head in a futile attempt to drown out the noise. “Who on earth is calling this early?” she muttered groggily. But the calls didn’t stop. With a huff, she grabbed her phone and squinted at the screen. Ji-Hye’s name flashed repeatedly, accompanied by several text notifications.

“How can I believe that? How can I trust anything you say when I know you’re capable of planning something so calculated?” “You can’t. I know you can’t.” He looked broken. Utterly destroyed. “But I’m standing here anyway. I’m standing in this rain for as long as it takes. I’m making myself a public spectacle. I’m letting the whole world see me fall apart. Because I need you to know that this is real. What I feel for you is real.” I was crying openly now. “Standing in the rain doesn’t prove anything.”

Then, they turned into powder and disappeared. They were cracking, and the platform where Samuel was standing was crumbling. Countless boulders shattered and fell to the ground. Bang! The platform was completely broken into countless pieces, falling down with a loud bang. Samuel, who was on the platform, lost his center at this time and fell all the way down from an unknown height. Below was an endless amount of darkness. Even if Samuel struggled, he was no different from an ordinary person falling from the sky. However, it was futile and only added desolation.

I ordered. Climbing down quickly, I wait for everyone to be down. Getting my equipment ready, I climb off, but a sudden explosion has the building shuddering. I heard my men yelled from down. I tried holding firmly from an edge, but the same shuddering continued. Losing the grip, I fall down. “SHIT!” I yelled. I tried holding myself from anything and hoped that maybe the rope wouldn’t snap. The fall would hurt me most, but it would have me incapacitated for a while, I couldn’t afford that.

But you owe me. “Fuck,” Nico spat, nose flaring as he returned his phone into his pocket, threw his head against the headrest and tried to force in a mouthful of air into his lungs. It was like he couldn’t breathe. The car felt smaller than it had just moments ago, and already the edges of his vision were beginning to shift. A ringing had started up in one ear, and the urge to strip off his clothes and breathe, just breathe, grew stronger with every passing nanosecond. He came to his decision even before he realized it.