"Liam is under my control now, sweetheart," Ace sneers, tightening his grip.
Amella's eyes blaze with defiance as she confronts him, "Why do you hate him?! Leave him alone!" His hold on her neck loosens slightly.
Gripping her hair tightly, Ace looks...
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Edited
In an opulently furnished office, bathed in warm hues of polished mahogany, a man in his mid-forties sat at a long, imposing table. With a constant tap of his foot, the sound reverberated through the space, emphasizing the tension that seemed to hang in the air. His sharp, cunning eyes fixated on a framed photograph resting before him—a portrait of an elegant woman in her early forties.
Within the labyrinth of his mind, thoughts swirled like a turbulent storm, in perfect harmony with the rhythmic tapping. "She's still so beautiful, after all these years. I won't rest until he pays for what he did to me. He must endure the suffering he's caused."
Before he could delve deeper into his dark contemplation, a sharp knock echoed through the room, shattering the silence. The door swung open with a sense of urgency, revealing a young man, the very image of his father, with a sly smirk playing on his lips.
"Hey, dad," the young man drawled, sauntering into the room.
Undeterred by the interruption, the older man cleared his throat and extended a photograph to his son—an image of a teenage girl, her innocence captured in the frame. The young man's eyes widened as he studied every detail, seemingly drawn into her world.
"She's stunning," he remarked, his voice tinged with intrigue. "Who is she?"
Ignoring the compliment, his father leaned back in his chair and replied, "Someone who's about to become very important to us."
Every feature of the girl seemed to weave a spell around the young man, as if her mere presence held an irresistible allure. Her bright, gleaming gaze spoke volumes, silently promising the most beautiful view in the world to anyone lucky enough to catch a glimpse.
In a trance, the young man found his breath held hostage, pondering the inexplicable magic the photograph had woven upon him. One thing, however, was certain—he yearned for her at all costs.
Noticing his son's captivated visage, the man continued, his voice tinged with intrigue, "Shall we make a deal?"
A grin slowly crept across the young man's face as he met his father's calculating gaze. "I'm listening," he said, his interest piqued.
And so, within the walls of that grand office, their enthralling tale began—a story of ambition, desire, and the intricate dance of fate.
Author's Note
A big thank you to @lantea- for making this beautiful cover!! Do check her profile and see how amazing her skills are!
