Novels by Akina

If Prescott was here, it meant there was a deeper agenda, and he had to be ready to protect his team and the project that was so important to them.With every step he took, Marcus tried to ease the tension within himself. He knew this was the moment he had to show strength and leadership. In his heart, he was determined not to let Prescott dominate the situation. He would fight, no matter how difficult it was.“Is there anything else?” Marcus asked, his tone calm but sharp, creating an atmosphere of attentiveness in the meeting room.Claire hesitated for a moment, choosing her words carefully. “Just… be careful, Mr. Carter. Something feels off.” Her voice carried genuine concern, reflecting her sharp instincts.Marcus glanced at her sharply, feeling the tension flowing between them. His lips curved into a small knowing smile, as if he realized that this uncertainty was

Marcus's gaze hardened, signaling an unwavering resolve. His voice was calm yet firm, cutting through the tension that enveloped the room.“He will regret ever crossing me.”His words echoed around the table laden with food, serving as a warning to all who heard them. There was no room left for lies or pretense; tonight was about facing the truth.Behind them, the sound of the front door slamming reverberated through the night, intensifying the situation. Evelyn's voice called out, filled with desperation and tremors.“Marcus, wait!”There was a mix of worry and hope in her tone, as if she were struggling to pull him back from a deep abyss. But Marcus did not stop. He didn’t even glance back, as if each step was a march toward freedom from the chains that had bound him for so long.With each steady stride, Marcus felt a weight lift.

The dishes on the table, which were supposed to be the center of attention, seemed increasingly meaningless. All the luxury and beauty of the food ceased to matter when faced with the arrogance and pretense surrounding them. Marcus felt more and more alienated, trapped in a game he did not want to play, but he knew that tonight was an opportunity to change everything.Marcus took a deliberate sip of his wine. “Business is thriving, thanks for asking. Although I hear you've experienced some… setbacks recently.”Daniel's smile dimmed for a moment, but he quickly recovered. “Setbacks are part of the game, Carter. Something you’d know if you played at my level.”“Oh, I’m playing,” Marcus replied smoothly. “I just don’t think we’re still in the same league.”The tension in the room escalated, creating an atmosphere that became

Evelyn, on the other hand, seemed trapped in tension. Her fingers tightly clutched the edge of her napkin, and Marcus could see she was struggling with swirling emotions. Although she avoided Marcus's gaze, there was something in her expression that couldn't be hidden. Regret? Guilt? Those questions spun in Marcus's mind, but he didn't want to get caught in doubt.Daniel Prescott, sitting at the head of the table, leaned back casually, a cynical smile gracing his face. In the tense atmosphere, his comments only fueled the fire of discomfort."How bold of you to come, Carter. But I suppose you've always had a flair for the dramatic," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Marcus wasn't surprised by the jab; he had faced Daniel many times before. Instead, he stepped forward, asserting his presence in the uncomfortable dining room. His gaze locked onto Daniel's, challenging and confident."And you, P

Marcus walked slowly toward the marble staircase, feeling each step echo in the quiet night. Around the mansion, old trees towered high, their branches dancing in the wind, as if holding deep secrets. The atmosphere grew tenser as they approached the main door, made of dark wood with intricate carvings.When Marcus knocked, the sound resonated throughout the area, adding to the palpable tension. A few seconds later, the door creaked open, revealing an elderly woman with white hair standing in the doorway. Her face showed surprise and a hint of fear upon seeing the two men before her. However, she quickly welcomed them inside, giving a brief glimpse into the dark, cold room.Inside, the ambiance changed drastically. Flickering lights on the ceiling created moving shadows on the walls. Antique furniture cluttered the room, every corner filled with items that seemed like buried memories. Marcus and Richard exchanged glances, sensing the unspoken tension between them.As they explored the

The announcement came during the morning meeting. Marcus walked into the conference room with the same measured stride he always carried, his confidence unshaken. But this time, the air around him felt heavier. Charged. Anticipatory.The director waited until everyone was seated before clearing his throat, commanding silence. Evelyn sat two seats away from Marcus, her fingers nervously tapping the armrest of her chair. She’d barely slept the night before, her thoughts consumed by the strange shift in Marcus’s demeanor and the director’s cryptic hints about “a new opportunity.” Now, her stomach churned with unease.“I have some exciting news to share,” the director began, his voice calm but firm. “As you all know, we’re restructuring to better align with the company’s growth. And with that comes new leadership opportunities.”Evelyn’s heart sank. She already knew where this was going.The director turned to Marcus, smiling warmly. “I’m pleased to announce that Marcus Carter has been ch

Sara felt her heart ache at the anger and sadness on Dinda's face. She knew her daughter missed Daddy Sebastian very much, and her feelings were entirely valid. Although she tried to explain gently, Dinda still looked disappointed and confused.Sara reminded herself to be patient, trying to find a way to explain the situation better. She hoped to give Dinda understanding so her daughter could feel more at ease and not neglected. In her mind, she resolved to find the right time to talk to Dinda about her feelings and hopes.Sara took a deep breath, trying to hold back her emotions. "Sweetheart, Mommy just wants the best for you. Besides, Daddy Rendy is here. You can play with him."Dinda huffed, crossing her arms. "Daddy Rendy isn’t fun. He always daydreams when I invite him to play. That makes me mad!"Hearing that,

The woman looked pale, her eyes swollen, clearly showing that she had just been crying. When she saw Rendy approaching, Vina appeared a bit relieved but still deeply worried.Rendy felt the pain in Vina's heart and knew this situation was very serious. He tried to calm himself, even though the tension in the air felt heavy. Rendy knew that this was the right time to support Vina and find out what was really happening with Rachel."Rendy!" Vina called with a trembling voice. She immediately walked up to him and hugged him tightly without hesitation."What happened?" Rendy asked urgently, although his voice sounded softer. He stroked Vina's back with a hand that tried to remain calm, even though he himself was on the verge of losing control.Vina took a deep breath, trying to hold back her tears. Rendy felt the tension in h

Suddenly, Rendy's phone rang. As he answered, his expression changed instantly. From a warm face while with Dinda, now it showed a striking tension. He listened intently to the voice on the other end, occasionally nodding even though those around him couldn't hear the conversation.A moment later, he hung up and hurriedly put his phone in his pocket. His face revealed that something serious was happening, and I felt curious about what he had heard. Rendy looked restless, and I could sense that this situation might be related to something more significant than just personal issues."Sara," Rendy said, his voice somewhat tense. "I have to go to the office now. There’s an important matter with a client that can’t be postponed."Rendy appeared rushed, and the tension on his face became more evident. He seemed to struggle with his words before leaving, as

"Are you sure this is just a coincidence?" Sara asked again, this time her voice softer. Rendy nodded firmly. "Of course. There's nothing for you to worry about. They’re just clients, nothing more." Seeing Rendy's calm demeanor, Sara began to second-guess her suspicions. A part of her wanted to believe Rendy’s words, even though the shadow of Sebastian and his earlier words still lingered in her mind. The anxiety that had once consumed her thoughts began to subside, but an underlying sense of unease remained. She tried to convince herself that maybe this was indeed just a coincidence. However, doubt still loomed in her heart, leaving her feeling trapped between the desire to believe and the fear of a greater possibility. Rendy stepped closer, gently touching Sara's shoulder. "You look tired. Let’s go back to Dinda's room. I'm sure she wants to see both of us," he said softly. Sara gazed deeply at Rendy, trying to read her lover's expression. However, Rendy’s face remained calm a

Sara bit her lip. She knew she shouldn't let her thoughts carry her away. However, her maternal instinct—the urge to protect Dinda—was starting to push her to uncover the truth. Sebastian might be wrong, but what if he was right?That worry gnawed at her mind, making her feel restless. She wanted to protect Dinda from anything that could harm her, including painful truths. Taking a deep breath, Sara tried to calm herself, but the urge to find out more grew stronger.She picked up her phone again, contemplating her next move. Should she try to contact Rendy once more or seek out other information? Deep down, she knew she had to get answers, no matter how difficult it might be.After a few minutes, Sara tried calling again, but still no answer. Her anxiety grew, and she began to feel something was off. Yet, on the other hand, she didn’t want to t

Sara took a deep breath, her face showing a mix of exhaustion and anger. "Sebastian, I don’t care what you saw or think. All I know is that you’ve crossed the line by interfering in my life and Rendy’s. I’ve been patient enough. You should mind your own business and leave now."Those words felt like a slap to Sebastian. He sensed the tension in the air thickening, and even though he wanted to fight to convey the truth, Sara's firm voice made him hesitate. He realized that this situation had exceeded the boundaries he had anticipated.Sebastian stood still, trying to digest her words, but his heart felt heavy. He wanted to defend himself, but seeing Sara's expression, he knew that continuing this conversation would only make things worse.He stared at Sara for a moment, trying to find signs that she might be hiding something. However, Sara