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ANNA'S POV The morning sun filtered through the lace curtains of my modest suburban home, casting delicate patterns of light across the living room floor. I sat at the kitchen table, my fingers wrapped around a mug of steaming coffee. The aroma was a small comfort as I tried to settle into the new rhythm of married life. The past few months had been a whirlwind, and I was still finding my footing. The sound of the doorbell interrupted my thoughts. I frowned, not expecting any visitors. I rose from my chair and walked to the front door, my heart sinking as I saw who was standing on the other side. My father, Sam, looked older than I remembered, the lines on his face deeper and his shoulders slumped with a weariness that spoke of more than just physical exhaustion."Anna," Sam said, his voice soft and tinged with regret. "Can we talk?"I hesitated, my mind flashing back to the countless times he had let me down, the broken promises, the torture, and the pains he's inflicted on me... B
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THIS IS WRITTEN IN THIRD PERSON PERSPECTIVEThe shrill ringing of his phone cut through the silence of the night like a blade, pulling Smith from the depths of sleep into a world of chaos and confusion. His heart thundered in his chest as he groped blindly for the device, fingers trembling with a mix of fear and urgency. With a sharp intake of breath, he finally managed to answer the call, his voice thick with worry."Emily? What's wrong?" The words spilled from his lips in a rush, the sound of his voice barely registering over the pounding of his heart.There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, broken only by the faint tremor in Emily's voice as she spoke. "Smith, please, I need your help," she whispered, the urgency in her tone sending a shiver down Smith's spine. "I'm in trouble. Someone's after me."Smith's blood ran cold at her words, his mind spinning with a thousand terrifying possibilities. Without a second thought, he threw back the covers and leaped out of
A Bride For The Bankrupt Billionaire A Jolly Ride To Prison
ANNA’S POVThe door to the visitor’s area opened with a heavy creak, and I stepped through, my eyes immediately locking onto Smith. My heart broke at the sight of him – the man I loved reduced to this state of utter desolation. I hurried over to him, my movements swift and purposeful, driven by a fierce determination to support him in any way I could.“Smith,” I whispered, my voice choking with emotion as I reached his side. I placed a gentle hand on his arm, trying to offer some comfort through my touch. “I’m here.”Smith lifted his tear-streaked face to meet my gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and agony. “Anna,” he managed to say, his voice trembling. “I don’t know what to do. I swear I had nothing to do with Emily’s murder. I don’t even know how this happened. You know me too well, Anna. I can’t hurt a fly.”I squeezed his arm reassuringly, my expression unwavering. “I believe you, Smith. I know you didn’t do this. We’re going to find a way to prove your innocence.”S
A Bride For The Bankrupt Billionaire Freedom At Last
I wandered through the aisles of the bustling shopping mall, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts about Smith and the nightmare we were entangled in. I mechanically reached for items on my grocery list, my movements automatic as I tried to distract myself from the overwhelming stress of the situation. Smith’s tear-streaked face haunted my thoughts, and I couldn’t shake the image of him in that desolate prison cell.After I paid for my groceries, I stepped into the mall’s main corridor, my mind still racing with plans and possibilities to clear Smith’s name. As I made my way toward the exit, a familiar face caught my eye. At first, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. It couldn’t be her. Emily was dead. But as I drew closer, there was no mistaking it – it was Emily.My heart pounded in my chest as I hurried towards her, my groceries forgotten in the cart behind me. “Emily!” I called out, my voice trembling with a mix of shock and disbelief. She turned at the sound of her name, her ey
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A Bride For The Bankrupt Billionaire Unending problems.
Anna's POVAs I pondered on the issue at hand, I couldn't help but to wonder what was happening and why things always turned bad for us. “What was happening?” I thought, stepping out of the kitchen where I was preparing dinner. Smith's company was getting bankrupt and he had been trying to help himself but none of his plans had been working.Finally, today he had gone to meet one of his last remaining investors whom he hoped would help him. He had told me so many good stories about Mr. Henderson. How they became friends and how their friendship had lasted till this time. I was making a grilled cheese burger with fries but I had so much concentration that I was silent and the food would turn out bad. These past few days have met me persistently and consistently worried about Smith's business. He has literally been doing everything that he could to get his company back to what it was a few years ago. I was always feeling so overwhelmed with everything. Was this all for me? I even wen
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Emily’s POV: I was finally satisfied with what I heard on the news. Smith Clifford was finally getting what he deserved, how dare him embarrass me like that and think he would go Scot free. I had other plans for him yet to be revealed. “I have only just begun, He will hear from me and I'll make him pay for what he did to me.” I took a bottle of water from the kitchen table. I had visited my mother and she agreed with me. “I love this.” Sally responded. “I think your father is beginning to fumble, I think he's beginning to have a hot spot for Anna.”“What?” I screamed. “Yes. The other day we were watching the news, he was in support of them and was asking me to stop the plans I had.” Sally told me, turning the stew she was making. “What do you mean? I thought that Dad would be so upset with Anna for refusing to help him. Why is he suddenly on her side?” I asked. “Well, I think he's being apologetic about everything.” Sally pointed out to me and that when I understood that this wa
A Bride For The Bankrupt Billionaire The Deal.
Anna's POV: When I had gone to visit Emily and her mother. I was prepared for them. I knew I was going there and they'd find a way to make fun of me. Smith had been trying to put himself together and make things work out for him. The investors have all refused to partner with him since the incident of him being accused of killing Emily. The news had stopped caring about the news but the bloggers didn't stop talking about him and how his business would fail if he didn't make any moves. I was scared for Smith and his company so I decided to find a way to help him. Emily and Sally were against me and were the ones plotting and making Smith look bad in the eyes of people. I knew I needed to fight for my marriage and my husband so I decided to use my father, Sam, to get what I wanted. So I entered the car and without telling Smith where I was going, drove to the family house where I knew I would meet them. Before I had left, I had called Dad to let him know that l would be home soon an
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