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THE COST OF SAVING HIM I COMPLAIN TOO MUCH
Nadia's POVI didn't remember falling asleep. One moment I had been crying and the next I was opening my eyes to complete silence, staring at the ceiling while everything that had happened replayed itself in pieces — the warehouse, the chair, those men, their laughter, the video, the blood that had soaked through my shirt. I shut my eyes again. I didn't want to remember any of it.A soft knock came from the door and it opened slowly. The older housekeeper stepped inside carrying a tray, her smile gentle in the way that made something in my chest ache a little. "I thought you might be hungry."I sat up slowly. "I'm not.""You haven't eaten since yesterday."I looked away. "I know."She placed the tray on the bedside table and walked over with the quiet certainty of someone who had made this argument before and intended to win it again. "Just a little." I wanted to refuse, but looking at her worried face made it impossible — she'd already been through enough because of me. I nodded once
THE COST OF SAVING HIM BROKEN —
The recording light flashed.Then before he could finish the sentence, gunshots erupted through the warehouse.The door exploded inward.Nadia barely had time to register what was happening before something warm and wet hit her face and chest, and for one terrifying second she thought it was her own blood, thought maybe she'd been hit and hadn't felt it yet, her body going rigid with shock. Then she saw the man beside her — the older man, the one who'd been smiling into the camera — collapse sideways onto the concrete floor, and she understood. It wasn't her blood. It was his.The room descended into chaos immediately. Gunfire echoed off the concrete walls from every direction, sharp and overlapping, and Nadia screamed without meaning to, twisting against the restraints as bodies moved fast around her, shouting, falling, fighting. Through the smoke and noise she caught a flash of a familiar figure moving with brutal precision through the room — Kane, his expression unreadable even now
THE COST OF SAVING HIM I'M NOT HIS WIFE!
Nadia's POV"...She's waking up."The voice sounded distant, like it was coming through water, and for a moment I thought I was still dreaming. Then another voice came, closer this time."Told you she'd wake up eventually."I forced my eyes open. Everything looked blurry and my head throbbed with a heaviness that went all the way to the back of my neck. I blinked several times, slowly, until the room came into focus around the edges.The first thing I noticed wasn't where I was. It was the fact that I couldn't move my hands.I pulled instinctively and got nothing — my wrists were restrained behind the chair, tight enough that the position sent a sharp ache shooting through both shoulders the moment I tested it. I looked down. My ankles were restrained too, fixed to the legs of the chair with something I couldn't see clearly, and my heartbeat quickened immediately, the kind of fast that didn't feel like it was going to slow down on its own."What..." My voice came out hoarse, rougher t
THE COST OF SAVING HIM KIDNAPPED
Nadia's POVThe afternoon had been unusually peaceful. The house was quiet, most of the staff having returned to their work after lunch, leaving only the occasional sound of footsteps echoing through the long hallways. I stood near the living room window looking out at the garden, not thinking about anything in particular, just looking.The silence didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, not exactly. I was beginning to understand how the house breathed — every employee moving with purpose, nobody raising their voice, nobody asking unnecessary questions, even the security guards outside changing shifts without disturbing the calm. I wrapped my arms around myself and sighed. Maybe I should read. Maybe I should go back to the kitchen. Maybe—A sharp crack echoed from outside.I frowned. Another followed, louder, then another, and my heart skipped before my brain had caught up. Fireworks? No. The realization landed almost instantly, cold and certain.Gunshots.Someone screamed downstairs. A se
THE COST OF SAVING HIM KANE
Kane's POVThe private jet landed just before noon. Kane stepped onto the runway without waiting for anyone to open the door, and a line of black SUVs waited several meters away with their engines already running. Lev walked beside him holding a tablet. "The meeting starts in twenty minutes."Kane adjusted his shirt cuff. "Move it to fifteen.""I'll inform them," Lev said, without question.The convoy left the airstrip almost immediately, and the city outside the window looked nothing like home — lower buildings, less traffic, more warehouses than offices. Kane watched it pass in silence until the vehicles pulled into the compound of one of his business partners.The conference room was already occupied. Five men stood the moment he entered, greeted him respectfully, and took their seats again. Kane sat at the head of the table and the meeting began immediately, no introductions, no unnecessary conversation. Contracts were pushed across the polished surface, profit projections filled
THE COST OF SAVING HIM A QUIET AFTERNOON
The morning after Kane left felt longer than it should have.I wandered. Not with a destination, just moving through rooms because staying still felt worse. The new house was different from the last one — slightly smaller, slightly warmer somehow, though still far too large for the number of people actually living in it. I passed through the sitting room, looked out a window for a while, walked back through the hallway, and generally accomplished nothing useful for about an hour.Then I noticed the kitchen door was open.I almost walked past it. Then a smell reached me and I stopped completely — warm and sweet and familiar in a way that had nothing to do with expensive houses or security rotations or any of the past few weeks. It smelled like something my mother used to make on slow Sunday mornings, something that belonged to a version of life that felt very far away right now.I stood in the doorway for a moment. Inside, one of the older housekeepers was working at the counter, her h
THE COST OF SAVING HIM NADIA
"Ahhh!"I screamed before I could stop myself, jumping back against the wall as something small and dark shot past my feet the second I pushed the door open.A cat.It was a cat.I stood in the doorway with my hand pressed flat against my chest and watched it disappear into the darkness outside and
THE COST OF SAVING HIM CAUTION
Nadia's POV---I didn't mean to fall asleep.One second I was sitting on the couch staring at the dried blood on my coffee table and the next my eyes were closed and the apartment was dark and quiet and I was gone — the kind of deep, boneless sleep that only comes when your body has decided it is
THE COST OF SAVING HIM BACK TO THE CRIME SCENE
Nadia's POVHe came out ten minutes later.I was still in the car, arms crossed, staring at the warehouse wall like it had personally offended me — which, at this point, everything connected to this night had. Lev was outside leaning against the hood, doing the thing where he existed without making
THE COST OF SAVING HIM NADIA
Nadia's POV---Nobody spoke in the car.Lev drove. Kane sat beside me in the backseat, jaw set, one hand pressed against his side in a way that told me the wound was screaming even if his face wasn't. I watched him do it and said nothing because I had already said everything there was to say and n
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