Author’s POVJenna’s universe was collapsing into darkness. Light barely reached the room, save for the flickering bulb above her, which hung with the air of death and cast shadows like long arms on the walls. She was restrained in an ice-cold metal chair, her wrists secured with a sturdy rope that scratched her wrist. Fear had a bitter taste in her mouth, proof of how powerless she was.The kidnappers stood before her, faces hidden behind masks, voices low and menacing. She could feel their gaze like heat, but her fear was hardening into defiance. They weren’t the first ones to try to break her. They wouldn’t be the last.“You know what we want,” one of the men said, his tone harsh and authoritarian. He stepped forward, his boots dragging against the concrete floor. “You are going to tell us everything.Jenna raised her chin, her eyes aflame with silent rage. "If I don’t?"The kidnapper didn’t smile. He merely nodded toward the other man, who had a metal object in his hand, slowly

Miranda's initial priority had to be securing her company, and everything else had to be taken out of the way. She watched him carefully, hoping that he didn't even figure out she had a hand in Jenna's kidnapping because that was going to close a lot of problems between them, and she would rather just stay on her own. The next few days revolved around planning dangerously and now finding out what exactly the problem is. "Is there something you want to tell me that you feel is going to make me mad?" Ethan heaved a huge sigh, deciding that it was time to take the bull by the horns and not go around being a coward anymore. No one was going to force him into hiding except he allowed them and he was ready to put his foot on the ground and deal with the situation. Miranda observed the terrain and finally decided to take a better step in approaching this issue so that she didn't fall into the trap that he had obviously set. "Define what anger means to you and maybe I would have an ins

The private suite was just as quiet now as when I arrived. The kind of silence that felt unnatural pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t shake. The steady beep of the heart monitor and the occasional shuffle of the doctor moving around the room were the only sounds breaking the stillness. Pain throbbed through my ribs with every breath a dull ache reminded me of just how close I had come to losing everything. My libs were still sluggish from whatever medication they had pumped into me but my kind was clear too clear. I wasn’t supposed to be here I wasn’t supposed to be alive but somehow I managed to escape death. Maybe that was lucky or not. I was about to ask the doctor for water when he suddenly pulled out his phone his expression tight. He glanced at me before pressing a button putting the call on a speaker. “You need to hear this.” He muttered setting the phone down on the table beside me. I frowned but said nothing he must have something to show me so I just slipp

I sighed tiredly as I followed Roslyn behind. She had promised to tell me something and I'm so eager to hear what she had to say. We stopped at a small barbecue stand that evening. The bar was buzzing with noise from a not too far distance."Would you have some?" I asked, staring over at her and she nodded. "I'm paying for two" I told the man and he smiled before wrapping up the barbecue,he handed it to me and I gave the two to Roslyn.I dipped my hand into my back pocket and brought out my wallet and paid for the barbecue. "Do you sell those drinks too?" I asked pointing over at the cokes that were resting on the wall."Of course I do. It won't be nice if you buy barbecue without drinks, should I wrap it up?" He asked and i nodded and he gave me the drink while I paid the bills. After doing so,I look into my wallet and I saw no penny in it."Let's go over there" I pointed a bench not too far from the stand and we went there and sat on it."You said you want to tell me something" I re

I trust Silvia to do just as I've told her to. All I was expecting at the moment was just results, results of the strings I was going to pull, something he'd never recover from. At some point, I felt selfish. I was literally putting Silvia's life on the line because I know he'd surely come for her after everything's going to be leaked. I should have tried another alternative. It just occurred to me. I gnashed my teeth in regret. I've been running for my own life and now I'd have to protect two souls at the same time, I grabbed my phone, “Silvia…yeah I know…as soon as you're done, grab a few stuffs and come over…I have spaces here…I know, but believe me when I say this, Coker will come for your head and he won't take chances, that's why I said you should come” I hung up the call almost immediately. I've said what needed to be said. Preparations for the primaries to determine who the flag bearer for the parties was almost underway. I'm sure Coker will be all smiles, with the