Lost Me Gained Regret

They thought it was Greg's fiery temper that finally ticked off Sam.

And the mere thought of seeing Greg bite the dust was too delightful for words.

Then they'd sweet-talk Jane into handing over the Myers family's fortune before getting rid of her too. Talk about hitting the jackpot.

But what they saw was Greg, gun in hand, aiming at Sam.

It was like the world had turned upside down.

The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife by the riverside.

Only Greg, the cause of this whole mess, seemed relaxed, one hand casually tucked in his pocket.

But that was just a facade. Without a sight of Jane, every nerve in his body was on edge.

"I'm gonna ask one more time, where is she?"

Sam raised his hand, signaling everyone to lower their weapons.

Taming someone like Greg was tough, but that only made him more desirable to conquer.

"I'll take you to her."

Sam's smile returned as he led Greg into the woods, not even worried about the gun in his hand.

Because without laying eyes on Jane, Greg wouldn't just kill him.

But Sam had miscalculated.

That shot from Greg was actually a signal to Gary's guys.

He could've taken out Sam right there and then and still gone after Jane.

the plan's integrity, to extract himself cleanly from this

all, he couldn't bear to be a husband or a father with blood

...

to finish my meal, but it wasn't long

show concern. Instead, he dragged me to the back of the cabin, where a helicopter waited. Everything

that shot had something to do

I couldn't leave.

finding me again would be next to impossible for

and leaned against

darkened,

reached out

away but

tree tightly.

bark was rough and

would surely cause

"Jane,"

the

resigned, "Do you really not want to

"I..."

I

Protected my stomach,

wanting to leave, yet

"Mark... you and

ve

"

still searching for the right words when something

filthy hands off

voice, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

to break free from Mark's