Vanessa was surprised about how cold Janelle was. She didn't even spare her a glance. She thought she could persuade Theodore so he could convince Janelle to stay for a little while. "Mr Wyatt..." She called out but his next words made her shudder. "You heard Janelle, she doesn't want to talk to you. Now leave before I ask the guards to throw you out of here." Theodore said coldly.Vanessa had no choice but to leave. She didn't want to upset Theodore she was in his territory. Or rather she was trespassing. "What are you doing here? I thought you wanted to return to the Villa?" Janelle asked. "I can stay anywhere I want. And I can't believe my girlfriend is sending me away." Theodore said and Janelle smiled. "Well you're becoming a clingy boyfriend." Janelle said. "It doesn't matter if am clingy. Why wouldn't I be? I almost lost you not just once or twice. It's terrifying." Theodore said holding her hands. Janelle wrapped her hands around Theodore's neck and kissed him slowly.

Theodore and Janelle arrived at home. Well it was home now.After they had dinner together Theodore told Janelle he wanted to do something in his study first. He was done with his work and a satisfying smile played on his face. Well there was nothing more satisfying than knowing that you're done with your work for the day. Later, Theodore walked into Janelle's room without knocking. "Oh my goodness am so sorry." Theodore said turning around. "Close the door will you?" Janelle asked. Making Theodore wonder what she was up to. Theodore closed the door softly behind him. "Janelle what are you doing?" Theodore asked as she still wasn't dressed. "Nothing, we're spending the night together in my room." She replied nonchalantly. "Dress like that? Who am I kidding you're not dressed." Theodore said.She was only in her underwear and Theodore was finding it hard to keep his cool. Janelle ignored him with her back to him. Theodore walked over to her, gently slipping his arms around he

Robert turned to face Yeager as he pulled out a gun. "What you're going to shoot me?" Robert asked. "You don't think I can?" Yeager retorted. Yeager's grip tightened on the gun as he aimed it squarely at Robert. He wondered what Dalia ever saw in him. If it were up to him, he would have asked Dalia to steal all of Robert's money so they'd escape together. But there was something about him that made Dalia stay. He knew she loved him so much and her love for him was going to be her downfall. So it was better he ended it all, but then Dalia stepped forward, desperation etched across her face. "Please don't," she begged her voice trembling. Despite her affair with Yeager she still loved her husband and couldn't stand the thought of him being hurt or worse killed. She didn't want to go to jail but at the same time she didn't want to see Robert dead. She should have known he was growing suspicious. She should have read the signs. For a moment Yeager hesitated torn between his anger

Robert glared at Yeager. "Don't you dare threaten my daughter you piece of shit." He cursed."And why not? You had the nerve to threaten everything I had built from the ground up. Why can't I kill the daughter of your beloved Kendra? At least then your daughter would join her mother whom she misses so much." Yeager said with a smirk."You have no right to utter my daughter's name or Kendra's. You hear me!" Robert yelled. "I wish I do." Yeager scoffed. "How would you feel if I have her kidnapped and brought here. And I could kill her right in front of you." Yeager said a smile playing on his face. It was like getting rid of a competition and eliminating his enemy. It brought pleasure to his heart just talking about getting rid of Karina. "You bastard!""Not so tough huh?" The police tactical team moved swiftly, boots crunching on gravel as they encircled the warehouse. Sergeant Collins, leading the operation, signaled his team forward, his voice low but steady through his headset

Rowan was a man of power, feared and respected in equal measure. For years, he had reigned over a sprawling mafia empire, ruling with precision and brutality. He had everything: wealth, influence, and a network of loyal operatives willing to die at his command. But there was one thing he had abandoned long ago—a family. Dalia, his only daughter, was a name he had buried in his past, a casualty of the choices he had made to build his empire.When the news reached him that Dalia was in prison, Rowan felt a surge of emotions he hadn't experienced in years. His lieutenants had expected him to shrug off the information, but instead, he went silent, retreating into his private quarters for hours. There, he stared at the grainy photograph of a young woman, her eyes filled with a defiance that reminded him of himself.The story behind her imprisonment cut deeper. Dalia made a deal with this Yeager to get rid of some woman just so she could take her place. It was a bit upsetting even for him.