Elijah stood in the military camp’s office, his phone buzzing with updates. His jaw tightened as he read the message."Sophia wasn’t at the office. She went out for lunch. We’ve got two suspicious men tailing her."Doug was still busy at the camp, so Elijah had dispatched his men to keep an eye on Sophia while he dealt with the pressing situation at hand."Stay on her," Elijah instructed, his voice low and sharp. "Do not let her out of your sight."The reply was immediate."Understood, Marshal. We’re keeping her safe."His men were skilled and discreet, perfect for situations like this. Elijah knew they would handle the situation professionally, but his mind was still a storm of worry.Whoever had sent that message knew exactly how to get under his skin, and he wasn’t about to let them succeed.... ...Meanwhile, in the heart of the city, two of Elijah's trusted men shadowed Sophia, carefully blending into the background as she moved from the restaurant to her car. Sophia, blissfully
Elijah leaned back against the kitchen counter, his phone still buzzing in his pocket from the threats earlier that day. But tonight wasn’t about that. It was about Sophia. His thoughts shifted as he heard soft footsteps behind him.Turning, he found Sophia walking into the kitchen, her white nightgown flowing around her like a soft breeze. She looked both elegant and effortless, her hair tumbling over her shoulders. Despite the simple look, there was something ethereal about her tonight.“Hey,” she said, her voice soft, “I was thinking… since it’s such a beautiful night, what if we had dinner on the roof? Just the two of us, under the stars?”Elijah’s serious expression melted into a warm smile. He reached for her hand, pulling her closer. “You always have the best ideas.”Sophia beamed. “I’ve always dreamed of doing something like this, but I never thought I’d get the chance. My... appearance used to make me so anxious. I’d feel like I was hiding behind something, never comfortable
Morning came with the usual crispness in the air, but for Elijah, it felt heavy, like the weight of the world had been dropped onto his shoulders. He was growing tired of the constant threats aimed at Sophia.Last night’s message echoed in his mind, each word twisting his gut into knots. He stood by the window of Arthur Palace, watching as Sophia got into the car to head for work.She gave him a small, reassuring wave, and he forced a smile, waving back. “I’ll see you later, okay?” Sophia called out, her eyes searching his.Elijah nodded, hiding his concerns behind a calm facade. "Drive safe," he said, though his mind was elsewhere.Once she left, Elijah’s face darkened. The peace they had shared was crumbling. These threats were escalating, and it was only a matter of time before something serious happened.Just then, Doug entered the room, a folder in hand. His face was as grim as Elijah’s.“Marshal, I’ve got the info from those numbers,” Doug said, handing the folder over.Elijah
Elijah stepped into Arthur Palace, his mind heavy with the weight of what had just happened. The kiss with Olivia still lingered in his thoughts, but it wasn’t a memory he cherished.It was just another piece of the puzzle, another move in the game of revenge he was playing. The taste of her lips did nothing but fuel his resolve. He wasn’t doing this for pleasure—he was doing it for the mission. For his revenge.As he paced back and forth, the anger that had been simmering inside him came boiling up again. Now, it was time to face Mark Donald.Elijah couldn’t ignore the fact that the calls threatening Sophia had come from the Donald Mansion. And Mark… Mark was the only one who stood to gain from such betrayal. Elijah needed answers, and he needed them now.Without wasting any time, Elijah grabbed his phone and dialed Mark. The phone rang twice before a familiar, smug voice answered.“What do you want, Soldier?” Mark’s voice was laced with arrogance, as usual.Elijah’s grip tightened o
Elijah walked away from Mark, the cold night air doing little to cool the fire raging inside him. Every muscle in his body was tense, his mind spinning with the truth he had just uncovered.Mark was nothing more than a pawn, a pathetic excuse for a brother who had sold out his own sister. But who was the real puppet master?The docks were quiet except for the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. Elijah’s footsteps echoed as he made his way back to the car, but his mind wasn’t on the here and now.It was on the mystery still hanging over him like a thick, dark cloud. Someone was pulling the strings—someone powerful enough to manipulate Mark into threatening him through Sophia. But who? Elijah slid into the driver's seat, gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white.He couldn’t shake the feeling that this was just the beginning. Whoever was behind this had more plans. Much more.He took a deep breath, letting the cold air fill his lungs, then exhaled
Suddenly, Elijah’s phone buzzed again. He glanced down and saw a text message flash across the screen."Finally, Sophia is in our grip."Elijah’s blood ran cold. His eyes darted up to Doug, who had noticed the shift in his expression.“Doug,” Elijah’s voice was sharp, commanding. “Find out where Sophia is. Right now.”Doug didn’t waste a second, pulling out his phone to make the necessary calls.Meanwhile, Elijah’s heart pounded in his chest. Whoever had sent that message knew something he didn’t—and that was unacceptable.Within moments, Doug’s phone buzzed. He answered, his expression turning grim.“She’s not at the office. She went out for dinner, but no one knows where she went after.”Elijah’s fists clenched at his sides. He was being played, and whoever was behind it was getting too close for comfort.“I’m going after her,” Elijah said, his voice laced with determination.Doug nodded, already moving to gather more information.As Elijah stormed out of the palace, his mind was ra
Elijah walked into Olivia’s lavish farmhouse, his eyes scanning the luxurious surroundings with a calm, calculating gaze. The sprawling estate was isolated, tucked away in the corner of Atherton, a perfect place for private dealings—exactly what he needed. Olivia was already waiting for him, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw him. Dressed in an elegant pearl-white suit that hugged her figure, she looked every bit the powerful woman she was. Yet beneath the confident exterior, there was something vulnerable about her—something Elijah planned to exploit."James," Olivia greeted him warmly, her smile wide. "I’m so glad you could make it."Elijah nodded, a cool smile touching his lips."Wouldn’t miss it for the world," he said smoothly, stepping forward to kiss her cheek.He noticed the faint flush on her cheeks and knew she was hooked. They sat down at a polished mahogany table in the middle of the room, a stack of papers resting between them.Elijah’s heart raced, but his face re
The afternoon sun was casting long shadows across Arthurton, a peaceful quiet settling over the streets. Elijah leaned back in his chair at Arthur Palace, his mind still on the events with Olivia. His plan was in motion, and everything was going smoothly. Yet, as much as he tried to focus, a strange sense of unease kept gnawing at him. Something didn’t feel right.His phone buzzed. It was a message from Sophia. “Heading back home early! Can’t wait to see you!”Elijah smiled softly, but that unsettling feeling didn’t fade. He replied quickly.“Drive safe. I’ll be waiting for you.”He pocketed the phone and stood up, stretching his muscles, the feeling of tension still lingering in the back of his mind. Suddenly, his phone rang again, this time an unfamiliar number flashing across the screen.Elijah answered. "Yes?"“Is this Elijah Norton?” The voice on the other end was calm, but Elijah sensed something was wrong.“Yes. Who’s asking?”“This is Officer Grant from Arthurton PD. There’s