While Ryan was in the shower, Jane slipped into his room and sat on the bed, waiting to ask him the questions that had been plaguing her since he showed her the shipments, knowing it would take a small army to pull off something like that.As he stepped into the bedroom, still dripping with water, their eyes locked, creating a palpable tension between them.For a moment, she swallowed hard, stunned by the sight of his sculpted abs and defined biceps, the water glistening on his skin.He shook his head slightly, breaking the silence and snapping her out of her daze."Is it because you own this house that you think you can just invade my privacy?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Ever heard of knocking?"She quickly apologised before getting to the question weighing on her mind.He scoffed. "You are surprised I could pull off what no one in your family could? If you had believed me when I said I would, it wouldn't be such a shock.""I'm not leaving until you tell me how you got the shipm
Ryan was jolted awake by a faint sound in the dead of night: footsteps.For a moment, his heart raced, his senses on edge, but then a cool calm settled over him.He moved to the window.Barely shifting the curtain, he peered out just enough to spot three figures outside, moving like shadows across the yard. They were quiet, but not quiet enough.A quiet chuckle slipped from his lips. “They have no idea what they’ve walked into.”They thought they were hunting, but they had just stepped into the wolf’s den. It didn't matter who they were and what they wanted, he would make them regret this.Silently, he slipped out of his room, moving swiftly down the hall. He needed to make sure Jane and Lauren were safe—there was no room for casualties. "Ryan? Can’t you see it’s the middle of the night?" She mumbled, her voice thick with sleep, as she opened the door, answering his knock. "What is it?"Her sleepy expression quickly turned to shock when he told her they were not alone."What? Are yo
Jane sank into the couch in the living room, her fingers tracing the glass of juice as she sipped.The meeting with her family still replayed in her head—her stepbrothers' protests, Margaret's cold glares, and the final, game-changing announcement from her grandmother. "She did what none of you could, and I made a promise," her grandmother had declared, silencing the room.She exhaled, satisfied, as she set the glass down on the side table. "The next step is to claim what is mine."She knew it wouldn’t be easy. Taking control of the family's fortune would be a battle considering all she had endured, but now, with Ryan by her side, she had the strength and determination to go after it. Her original goal had been modest—just a seat at the decision-making table. But after witnessing the cruelty of her family, she now wanted more. She wanted it all.Reaching for the remote, she turned on the TV, but what flashed across the screen froze her in place. A breaking news headline blared acro
Ryan leaned back in his leather chair, sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his new office in the city. It was the first step toward the company’s success, just as he had planned.He was working on some proposal documents for a major contract—just for show though, since he was confident they would secure the deal.His office intercom buzzed, interrupting his focus. His secretary’s voice came through the intercom."Someone is here to see you, sir." She announced, and he asked her who it was."Mr. Ethan, sir...Ethan Lin," she replied."Should I let him in?"Ryan sighed, knowing the storm that was about to walk through the door.He finally told her to let Ethan in, realising it might help him take a break from the task that was starting to overwhelm him.The door swung open, and Ethan strolled in. His eyes scanned the room, a sneer creeping onto his face as he took in the expansive view. "Nice office. I see you’ve made yourself comfortable,” he said, his voice lac
Towards the end of the day, Jane surprised Ryan by showing up and suggesting they go out for dinner.He pulled up in front of the five-star restaurant she had picked out. She had practically dragged him out of the office since he was not exactly excited about the idea of a dinner date."Trust me, you are going to love this place," she said, reaching for the door handle."Wait, what do you think you're doing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow."What do you mean?" she asked, confused."Hold on, just stay in the car," he said as he stepped out and quickly moved around to her side, opening the door for her."My lady," he joked with a playful bow, grinning. "Your humble servant is at your service."She smiled, her cheeks turning slightly red as she stepped out gracefully. "One date, and suddenly you are all charming. Interesting.""You own the night, my lady." He teased, winking as he closed the door behind her. smiled. "Shall we?" He offered his arm, which she took without hesitation, and
"What should we—" Jane's eyes widened in shock as she remembered that Lauren would be inside with whoever was inside their house."Lauren!" Her voice was sharp as she reached for the car door, heart racing.Before she could open it, Ryan's hand firmly caught her wrist."Hold on," he said, his tone calm and steady. "In situations like this, we can't let emotions take control. We need to think things through carefully. Besides, we don't know what they want or why they are here." He explained."Then what do we do?! I'm scared, Ryan. I can't lose Lauren." Her eyes were wide with fear. Ryan fell silent for a moment, thinking of what to do.“We should call the police,” she said firmly, pulling her phone from her purse and breaking into his thoughts.But he protested. "That won't help if she's in danger. We might lose her."He locked eyes with her. "Listen carefully, Jane. You need to trust me on this."She gave a quick nod."The people inside might not know she's there—she could be hiding
Sensing what the call might be about, Ryan urged Jane to answer her grandmother’s call on speaker.“Hello, Grandmother?” Jane’s voice trembled slightly.On the other end, grandmother's voice cut through. “Jane, you and your husband are no longer part of this family. You’ve been cast out again. I shouldn’t have let you and that useless husband of yours back in.”Jane froze, the words hitting her hard. She gripped the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white.It was exactly as Ryan had expected. He wasn’t shocked by the news, certain it was Jude's doing."What... what do you mean, Grandmother?" Jane whispered, her voice breaking.There was a pause before her grandmother continued, "Jude... he threatened me... he threatened the family, claiming that you and your husband are behind his family's arrest."Jane’s brows arched in confusion. "And you believed him? How? How could we possibly do something like that? What kind of power do we have to pull it off?"Before grandmother could r
Ryan sat on a balcony chair, gazing out at the dim city lights.His mind simmered with anger, replaying Jude’s attack over and over as he took a slow drag of his cigarette.He smirked, grudgingly impressed. "He definitely isn't new to the game," he muttered, acknowledging Jude's bold moves. They were intense—enough to crush most people but not him.No one had challenged him like this in years, not since the incident that had forced him to walk away from his old life. However, it was about time he sent a message of his own.Jane, who had been looking for him inside, was shocked to find him there with the cigarette in his hand. She had never imagined him as someone who smoked, and the sight unsettling her, making her realise just how much she didn’t know about him.He didn’t need to turn to know it was her.“I didn’t know you smoked,” she murmured, trying to keep her voice steady.He didn’t respond, his gaze still fixed on the city, his mind deep in thought, mapping out his move again