Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 170

Chapter 169

Christiana’s POV.

The sound of gravel crunching beneath someone’s boots sent a jolt of fear through me. My chest tightened as I clutched my coat, trying to keep the shivers from taking over. The wind felt colder now, biting against my skin. A shadow moved from the trees, and a figure stepped into the faint light coming from my car’s headlights.

He was wearing a mask. Black, featureless, and terrifying.

“Are you alone?” the man asked, his voice muffled and low.

“Yes,” I choked out, my voice trembling. My hands were clammy and my legs felt like they would give out at any second. “I’m alone. Please… I just want my kids.”

The man didn’t respond. He stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate, like he was in no rush. My breathing quickened as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of black fabric.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

I froze, my feet rooted to the spot.

“Turn around,” he repeated, this time sharper.

My hands shook as I obeyed, turning my back to him. The next thing I knew, the fabric was wrapped around my eyes, plunging me into darkness. My heart raced as I felt his gloved hands tie the blindfold tightly behind my head.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“You’ll see,” he said, his tone flat and emotionless.

I wanted to scream, to demand answers, but the thought of my kids kept me silent.

“Walk,” he instructed, placing a firm hand on my shoulder.

I stumbled forward, the ground uneven beneath my feet. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic I couldn’t place. The man guided me to what felt like a car, opening the door and gently pushing me inside.

“Sit,” he said.

I slid into the seat, my hands gripping the edge as I tried to steady my breathing. The door slammed shut behind me, and a moment later, the car started.

The drive felt endless. I had no idea where we were going, and the blindfold only made it worse. My mind raced with every horrible possibility. Were Ethan and Emma okay? Were they here? Were they….

No. I couldn’t let myself think like that.

I clenched my fists, trying to focus on the hum of the engine and the occasional turns the car made. My stomach churned with every bump in the road, and the tension in my chest grew Heavier with each passing second.

Finally, after what felt like an hour, the car came to a stop.

The door opened, and I felt a hand grip my arm, pulling me our My legs wobbled as I stood the cold air hitting me agan.

Take her inside a voice said, but it wasn’t the same man.

The blindfold was yanked off, and I blinked against the sudden light in front of me was a massive warehouse, its mela

doors looming like a giant mouth waiting to swallow me whole. The man in the mask stood beside me, unreadable beneath the dark cover.

“Move,” he said, nodding toward the entrance.

I hesitated, my feet refusing to move.

“Where are my kids?” I demanded, my voice breaking.

keep wasting time, and you’ll

his

expression

voice sent a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard and started walking toward the doors, my knees

that clung to the back of your throat. The man walked behind me, his presence looming, and I could feel his eyes on me even though

hurt?” I asked, my voice

No answer.

I bit down hard on my bottom lip, fighting the tears that threatened to spill over. I couldn’t

into the warehouse, the sound of our footsteps echoing off the metal walls. My heart was pounding so hard I thought

the large, empty space. The room was dimly

here,” he

face him, my voice trembling as I spoke. “Please, just let me

stood there, his arms crossed, the mask hiding any trace of

heaved as I struggled to keep my breathing steady, my eyes darting around the room, searching for any sign of

and I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly, not wanting to

and I could feel his presence

palms. Whoever was behind this, whatever they wanted, I would face it. For my kids, I would

hoped I wasn’t already too

the empty space, breaking the suffocating silence. My head snapped toward the direction of the noise, my heart

across the floor. The man in the

sending a jolt of anxiety through me. My breathing quickened, my chest rising and falling

the darkness, stepping into the fluctuating light. My

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shaken I was. And it

sharply, as always, his suit designed to perfection, but there was a darkness in his eyes that made

away, tucking his hands casually into his pockets as though

threatened to give out beneath me. Rage and terror surged through my veins, but all I could manage was a shaky, “What are you doing

it didn’t reach his eyes. Those cold, calculating

reaction.

did you?” he said, his tone as smooth as silk but dripping with

world spun, the realization slamming into me like a freight train. Daniel

children?” I demanded, my voice cracking as tears spilled down my face. “What have

tilted his head slightly, as if amused by my outburst.

slightly. The man in the mask shifted behind me, presence

I started, but Daniel cut me off with

his

he repeated mockingly. “Christiana, do you really think I’d stoop so low? They’re your kids. Your precious little

ant?”

cher tightened and the rom spun. I wanted

move. His presence, his words, froze me in

I spat, my voice trembling with

me where

what you want. The fact remains….you’re here.

wanted, whatever his twisted game was, I knew

narrowing as he studied me. Let’s not waste time, Christiana,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You and I…

him, my body trembling as dread clawed its way up my throat, For the first

at my sides, trembling with fear and fury. “What is

more serious, almost vulnerable. “Do you know what it’s like to give someone your heart,

change in his tone. “What

loved you, Christiana. With everything inside of me, I loved you,” he said, his voice soft but laced

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