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*** As fear gripped me, I remained hidden under the bed, anxiously waiting for my parents to return. Sighing, “Just how long have I been here?” I questioned myself, “The gunshot seemed to have died down; does that mean the fight is over?” These thoughts swirled in my mind, but I couldn't muster the courage to venture out. Who would have imagined that the world I once admired for its actions could be so dangerous? Despite parts of the house being destroyed, it is currently in lockdown. So if anyone were to step in, I would hear it. Ah!, a realization struck me—wait! When I went downstairs earlier, did I look at the front doors? Shit…. The sitting-room door is still open, “I have to go lock it,” dammit. “Sophie, how can you make such a mistake?” I cursed at myself. Standing up, I ran downstairs. Blinded by my urgency to reach the front door, I failed to notice the commotion emanating from downstairs until I reached the middle of the staircase. Blue eyes stared down at me, leaving
As I plummeted through the air, I didn’t really care where I was landing as long as I escaped this dreadful place that was once home to me. Lifting my head, I found myself met with piercing blue eyes staring down at me. "I'm going to enjoy putting a bullet in that head of yourss," he silently mouthed. Without hesitation, I released my grip on the rope, landing safely in a flower bed below. Thank goodness for that stroke of luck. Our home, unlike the other houses on the estate, was the lone white structure that stood out, with beautiful flower beds adorning its surroundings and fences enclosing it. The front gate, serving as the only exit, was guarded by a few stationed guards. In search of cover, I positioned myself beside one of the flower beds, remaining cautious of the men within the house and the guards who blocked the only escape route. Taking a deep breath, I mustered up encouragement. "Come on, Sophie, you've spent years honing your combat skills. You know how to kick ass. J
As I lay on the ground, my life flashed before my very eyes.Was I dead, or am I dying?Shocked and gasping for breath, a chilling cold swept over my body, and blood splattered everywhere. Amidst the chaos, my mom rushed towards me, yelling and crying continuously. She was alive? Wasn't he going to shoot her and me?My eyelids began to close, and amidst the chaos, a faint laugh escaped my lips. "Mother," I muttered as I succumbed to unconsciousness.In the distance, someone desperately called my name. "Sophie!" Mom cried out, holding my lifeless or supposedly lifeless body in her arms. "Oh, God! Sophie, open your eyes. Mommy is here. Please, Sophie," she yelled, shaking me.I blinked, struggling to focus my gaze. "Mother?" I called out, confused and disoriented.Relieved, she hugged me tightly. "Oh God, Sop?" she exclaimed, tears streaming down her face."Wait, Mother," I said, still perplexed. "I'm not dead." I asked hesitantly. Then, a thought crossed my mind, and I blurted out, "Oh
Alex's shoulders slumped as he gazed at the motionless form sprawled across his bed. Regret gnawed at him, an unspoken admission that her presence wasn't part of his plan.Despite intending to move her to another room, his legs seemed to have developed a mind of their own.His phone vibrated, and he messaged Avanska. In a minute, the door swung open, and Natalie, Michael, and his second-in-command hurried in.Natalie's eyes widened with concern. "OMG, Sop? What happened, papa? Why is there blood on her body?" Her fingers fumbled, urgently attempting to wipe away the stains.Alex glanced at Avanska, a silent exchange that spoke volumes. "Don't ask," he snapped."I wasn't going to," Avanska replied, his tone measured."Yeah, you were just admiring my face," Alex accused, standing up. "When she wakes up, take her to your room. In the meantime, clean the blood off her body before she stains my bed with it," he instructed, his words carrying the weight of authority, before striding away wi
As his lips met mine, I couldn't help but let out a sigh. This kiss was way different from the last one—deeper, more passionate. Instead of pulling away, I melted into his hug. After almost losing my life, I just didn't want this moment to end, not even for a second.The idea of not being by this man side or seeing him again hit me hard, making me cling to him as if my life depended on it. I'd rather suffocate in his kisses than face a world without him. Each kiss felt like a promise, a commitment to cherish every second together.The fear of losing touch with him made this connection even more precious.In that moment, every heartbeat echoed the realization that life's short, but our love? It's anything but.Oh! If only he felt the love that I so desperately want from him.***Alex could feel Sophie's unspoken desire as his hands rested on her thighs. With a deliberate, almost instinctive move, he slid his hands up beneath her shirt, creating an intimate connection that spoke volumes
After that drama, Nat and I headed down to the dining room, and to our surprise, Mr. Alex was there. 'Great, how am I expected to eat?' I questioned him as I felt his eyes on my every move.Sighing, I took the seat next to Nat, saying, "Thanks for the food," as I dug in."You're welcome," Alex answered. Instead.I ate quickly and without looking up. It's weird; even with all the delicious food in front of me, I couldn't taste it. It’s little wonder if it was because of the eyes watching me.Sighing, "You should take it slowly; no one will take your food." Alex suddenly said:I stiffened at his remark and raised my head to find Nat, and everyone present stared at me, embarrassed. I feigned not to hear what he said and merely sipped the cup of red water. Next to me, but wait... "This is not water," I blurted out, glaring at Nat."No, it's red wine," she said."I can tell, but are we supposed to drink it?" I questioned, with the teenager crap and all."Yes," Alex replied instead of Nat,
Michael and Natalie had already finished their meal and left the dining room, but I remained seated with my plate largely untouched.I don't know why, but the moment Mr. Alex excused himself from the room, I lost my appetite. "I need to stop daydreaming," I thought to myself.Yes, he kissed me, but so what? He's the type of man who can flit and sleep with any woman he chooses.I shouldn't get my hopes up. The most important thing right now is to focus on how to help my parents. “Even though mom wants me to stay here, I still need to take action quickly." I murmured these thoughts to myself."Is that so?" a firm voice questioned, and I looked up to find Alexander Kova staring down at me."Oh... hi," I greeted.He turned his head from side to side, then back to me. "Natalie and Michael finished eating already?" he asked."Yes, they went upstairs earlier," I replied."Hmm," was all he said as he observed me. "So, what are you planning to do?" he asked, taking a seat next to me."Huh?" I
As Nat was about to open her door, she suddenly paused. Something was bothering her, and it wasn't just the fact that her father required her to speak with Sophie, convincing her to go with them to New York. Instead, it was the unspoken events surrounding Sophie's refusal that troubled her deeply.In an instant, she turned around, a sense of urgency propelling her. She ran to her father's room; luckily, she met him on the way."Seriously, Papa, what did you do this time?" Nat asked abruptly, approaching her father,Startled. Alex's expression shifted as he halted and turned almost immediately to her, inquiring, "I thought you went to your room. What do you mean?""Sophie is my friend, and every time we talk about places to visit, New York is one she's always excited about. That's why I was thrilled when I heard about it. But now I find out that she refused to come along with us. You must have said something to her," she accused him.Sighing, he responded, "You barely know the girl, Na