Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Tears streamed down Maja's cheeks in heavy drops as the weight of her predicament bore down on her.

What was she to do? After all the trouble to find her mother, was she to leave her in this cold, dreary basement?

Who could be so cruel? Who was responsible for this?

Her lips tightened, a cold fury settled in her eyes. Never before had she felt such a desire to take someone's life.

"Maja."

lan wrapped his arms around her, feeling utterly helpless.

He had planned for every contingency, but he hadn't expected the stronghold where they held Cynthia to be so impenetrable.

Gunshots still echoed in the background as he lifted Maja into his arms.

She tried to struggle, but her strength was failing her.

"I'm sorry, you need to rest."

With a swift chop to the nape of her neck, lan knocked her out.

Maja's eyes widened in disbelief before she slipped into unconsciousness.

Behind them, Cynthia remained seated behind the door, oblivious to the chaos outside, her detached expression unchanged.

lan signaled to his men with a calm voice.

"Have the mute caretaker that looked after her continue to do so."

"Understood."

goons

arms,

the silence of the basement, the two stunned guards already dragged away

her, a silence that felt

basement, over a thousand cameras watched her, like a thousand eyes

the basement closed slowly, Cynthia remained unaware that someone

worried

stepped out of the basement when a barrage of

men were returning

Patric had cto, his eyes fixing lan with a deep

holding

Patric chuckled coldly.

think you can

have you

into a smirk as

with K, let him plant a tracker right

anger flashing

you lost your mind,

his hand

leave? Let's stay here on Forbidden Island. It's nice, isn't

resigned to his fate, unafraid

go of Patric's collar and grabbed a knife from nearby, slicing open the fabric

lan was determined

close to his heart

slip of the knife, and Patric was a dead

it meant Eric would be

would have killed his own