Dark Secret

Amelia found herself in a rather precarious situation. In a bizarre twist of fate, she was forcefully restrained and brought to her knees in front of a man named Mr. Blackwood, whom she couldn't recall ever meeting before! Never in her life was she mistreated this way!

Amelia's initial reaction was to protest loudly, her voice filled with anger and defiance. "Let me go! Do you have any idea who I am? I demand to be released immediately!" she yelled, her eyes flashing with a combination of fury and disbelief.

Stephan's aura was undeniably intimidating. As Amelia found herself on the ground before him, she couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of dread wash over her. It was as if an invisible force emanated from him, commanding respect and eliciting fear.

His presence alone seemed to fill the room, suffocating the air around them. The intensity in his eyes was piercing, like two icy orbs that saw right through her facade. There was a steely determination in his gaze, a resolute focus that made it clear he was not to be trifled with.

Every movement he made exuded power and control. The way he stood tall, his broad shoulders squared, and his posture unwavering, spoke volumes about his strength. It was as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders, and Amelia couldn't help but feel the gravity of his presence.

There was a palpable aura of authority surrounding Stephan, an invisible barrier that made it impossible for Amelia to escape his gaze or ignore the consequences of her actions. It was as if he commanded the very energy of the room, causing even the air to thicken with an unspoken tension.

Amelia's face twisted with anger and frustration as she yelled at Stephan, her voice filled with false bravado. "Hey, you! I will call my manager! And you will face the consequences of this!" she shouted, hoping to assert some semblance of control over the situation.

To her surprise, Oliver and Stephan burst into laughter, their mirth echoing through the room. Amelia's eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and disbelief clouding her features. "What's so funny? Do you think this is a joke?" she demanded, her voice tinged with desperation.

Oliver stepped forward, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Oh, Amelia, you really don't understand, do you? Let me enlighten you. Mr. Stephan Blackwood is the strongest man in this city, and your connections won't serve you now. They're aware of his reputation, and they won't dare cross him."

Amelia's confidence wavered as she reached for her phone, determined to call her influential friends and acquaintances for help. She dialled a number, her voice trembling as she spoke. "I need your assistance. I'm in a difficult situation, and I want you to take care of it immediately. The man involved is Stephan Blackwood."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Amelia heard a faint gasp, followed by a hurried excuse. "I'm sorry, Amelia. I can't get involved in this. It's best if you handle it yourself. Good luck."

Confused, she tried calling another friend, and then another, but the pattern repeated. Each time she mentioned Stephan's name, a wave of fear seemed to wash over the line, resulting in abrupt hang-ups or hollow promises of being too busy to assist.

Amelia's realisation slowly dawned upon her. She was alone in this, abandoned by those she thought were her allies. Panic crept into her voice as she dialled yet another number, her tone pleading. "Please, you have to help me. I'm begging you. I'm desperate."

But once again, her plea fell on deaf ears. The voice on the other end was cold and distant. "I'm sorry, Amelia. I can't risk getting involved with Stephan Blackwood. It's best if you handle it on your own."

Tears welled up in Amelia's eyes as she finally grasped the truth. She was powerless, abandoned by her connections, and left to face the consequences of her actions alone. The weight of her own helplessness settled upon her shoulders, crushing her spirit.

With a defeated sigh, Amelia slowly lowered her phone, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm... I'm truly helpless, aren't I? Look, sir, I have never caused harm to anyone in my entire life! Please don’t hurt me! I will do whatever you want!"

“Once…” Stephan finally said “There was a boy who went to your high school under a scholarship. That boy loved your friend. And you thought it was funny to mock him since he was poor and weak.”

Stephan rose from his place and knelt in front of her shaking body as he carried on, “But little did you know. That boy was the secret heir of the Blackwood millionaires and he was the son of a princess. He just had to disguise as poor to flee his family’s enemies.”

Amelia’s eyes widened in shock as she recalled that shy boy who used to get bullied by Robin River.

Stephan regarded Amelia with an expression of stern determination and he said in a deep, authoritative voice, “Now… that boy is back as a grim reaper. Your actions have consequences, and it's time for you to face them."

Amelia's anger quickly transformed into panic as the reality of her predicament sunk in. She tried to compose herself, her voice now filled with desperation. "Stephan, I'm so sorry," Amelia choked out, her voice laced with desperation. "I never meant to hurt you or anyone else. Please, give me a chance to make amends. I've changed, I promise!"

Stephan's gaze remained unwavering, his expression cold and unforgiving. He took a step back, creating a distance between them, and spoke with a voice filled with disdain. "Forgive you? After the years of torment and humiliation you put me through?”

“Please!” she caught his hand and talked in a seductive way “I will give you anything you want!”

Disgusted, Stephan pulled his hand and took a hold of her hair, “I want nothing from a wh*re like you."

Amelia's heart sank as she realised her f*cked up position. Her voice trembled with fear, "Please, Stephan, I beg you. I'll do anything!”

Stephan's stern expression did not soften not even slightly as he considered her plea. He turned to Oliver, his loyal assistant, and issued a command. "Call the entertainment company she works for. Inform them that her contract will be denied. She needs to face the consequences of her actions."

Amelia's eyes widened in horror as she realised the severity of the punishment Stephan had in store for her. "No, please! I'll lose everything! My career, my reputation... Please, don't do this!" she cried, her voice filled with desperation. “Please! I will do anything you want!”

Stephan's gaze bore into Amelia's eyes as he demanded, "Tell me everything you know about Magdalena, my ex-wife. Leave no detail out."

Amelia's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her eyes darting nervously. "Well, after your divorce, Magdalena remarried a wealthy old man. Rumors circulated that he was abusive towards her... It was said that he neglected her because she was unable to reproduce offsprings, especially after she gave birth to a girl when he wanted a male heir."