Chapter 1

The abandoned factory was choked with weeds, its crumbling walls looming over a battered red sedan parked just outside the entrance.

Inside, Isadora Vaughan's hands were bound tightly behind her back, and her lips -painted a deep rose-were sealed with a strip of yellow duct tape. All she could manage were muffled, desperate whimpers.

Her white dress was streaked with dirt from the grimy floor, exposing a pair of pale, slender legs.

A kidnapper, face obscured by a grotesque mask, crouched in front of her. His voice was gravelly and distorted.

"Miss Vaughan, you're Magnus Wainwright's fiancée. Three million dollars should be pocket change to him. All right-call him yourself."

He tossed an old cell phone at her feet. Then, with a harsh rip, he tore the tape from her mouth and untied her wrists.

A sharp knife pressed coldly against her neck.

Ringing. The line connected after what felt like an eternity.

A man's deep, crisp voice rang out, "Hello?"

Isadora trembled so hard she could barely keep hold of the phone.

"Magnus, I—I've been kidnapped. They want three million in ransom. Please... can you come save me?"

pause, as if Magnus was caught off guard. But when

wish

then did Isadora

Harrison. Magnus's

ill, and her last wish was to

learned Magnus

her head, even though he couldn't see her. "No, this

reply was emotionless, every word like a

Mrs. Wainwright in name. Why

running

you even care if I

she bit back tears. "If you don't come

Magnus frowned, impatience flaring.

The breakup threat. Again?

can't you just let things

He was fed up.

kidnapper snatched the

for this woman. Three million

chapel, Magnus stood tall in an immaculate white suit, phone in hand. Across from him, Elise

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