When Love Breaks by Jack

After Gregory headed up, the rest of the crew followed suit.

Christine was still donned in her evening gown. It was fine on land, but once the boat started moving, the chilly sea breeze mixed with rain made her shiver. Dailey offered his jacket, but she refused.

“Gregory.”

Lucius approached, handing over a cell phone, “It’s Samuel on the line.”

A flash of murderous intent crossed Gregory’s eyes as he took the call, yet remained silent.

Samuel, however, seemed to enjoy Gregory’s demeanor, full of attitude.

“Let her go. Just come to me, be one of mine, and I assure you, your lady won’t be harmed.”

It was indeed related to him.

He knew it; how could Mark come up with such a flawless plan alone.

He had been careless not to deal with Summer sooner.

Thinking that without Mark, that usurper wouldn’t have the means to stir up trouble.

Gregory’s voice, cold as the sea wind, broke the silence, “Since you’re so eager to meet your Maker, I’ll be generous and send you on your way to meet God.” Samuel laughed as if he heard the joke of the century, unable to stop.

“Gregory, you might be a big deal in Vista Town, but you can’t just kill me whenever you wish.”

“I’m giving you ten minutes. If you keep up this tough act, you’ll never see her again in your life.”

Gregory hung up.

On the other end, Samuel was baffled, turning to Josiah and asked, “Didn’t you say capturing her would make him fall in line?”

Josiah was equally puzzled.

He knew how much Gregory cared for Jane.

And from what he’d learned from Mark, Jane was pregnant.

Under such circumstances, why wouldn’t Gregory compromise?

“Mark was your man?”

This was news to Josiah; Mark had been in cahoots with Samuel all along. The escape plan had been concocted knowing about Jane’s pregnancy.

territory was

mind over love, self-destructing for Jane. Little did he realize, Mark had a backup

scheming was on par

they couldn’t

Jane taken, his

have Mark send a short video

on,

…

for the baby’s sake, Jane

But she refused.

over and over, even making new dishes, but she

that

had

face was devoid of color, looking as if

end, he couldn’t bear

to

…

Zoe had taken care of me meticulously, meals served on the

food for so long,

even if the baby was

found any trace of

wait; I

room was

didn’t need to look

want to speak, only to curse him.

was a

“Jane.”

to hear, my gaze fixed

grabbed my arm, pinning me to

my belly with my other hand, trying to break free

I pleaded,

it, I’ll do

wouldn’t work; I had

buy as much

be on his way

“You’d do anything?”

chill ran down my spine; this

tightened his grip on my arm, “Jane, you’re

baby, I

both of us getting hurt, at least no one would get