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2026-06-03 21:29:19
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THE COST OF SAVING HIM A DINNER WITH HIM
I looked at him. "Starting what?"Kane glanced behind me. I turned.At the very top of the hill, set back just enough that I hadn't noticed it from the car, sat a restaurant with glass walls and warm light spilling out onto the stone path leading up to it. The kind of place that looked like it existed specifically to make the city below feel like it belonged to whoever was sitting inside."Dinner," he said, and started walking toward it.I fell into step behind him, looking around at the empty hill, the empty path, the empty parking area. "Where is everyone?""They aren't coming."I looked at the restaurant again. Every table inside was set, every light was on, soft piano drifting through the glass. "Is it closed?""I rented it."I stopped walking. He didn't. I started again. "You rented the whole restaurant.""Yes.""...Why?"He glanced at me briefly. "So nobody bothers you."Not *us*. *You.* I heard the difference and didn't say anything about it, just followed him through the entra
THE COST OF SAVING HIM SURPRISED INVITATION
Nadia's POVThe back garden was exactly what Kane had said it would be — quiet, tucked away from the rest of the house like someone had deliberately forgotten to make it impressive. No fountain, no carefully trimmed hedges trying to look like something out of a magazine. Just grass and a few old trees and a stone bench that had probably been there longer than anyone currently living in the house. I liked it immediately.I'd been sitting there for almost an hour with a book open in my lap, not really reading it. My eyes kept moving across the same paragraph without taking any of it in, and eventually I stopped pretending and just sat there looking at the trees, letting the afternoon do what it wanted around me. Birds. Wind. The distant sound of someone moving around inside the house. Nothing alarming, nothing urgent, nothing asking anything of me.It was the most peace I'd had in longer than I could accurately remember.I turned a page I hadn't actually read and stared at the next one.
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 MAN
Nadia's POV --- Getting him off the ground was its own ordeal. He was heavy in the way that had nothing to do with dead weight — all of it was solid, deliberate, like even his body resisted being helped. He made it to his feet on the second attempt, one hand braced against the car, the other han
THE COST OF SAVING HIM A STRANGER
Nadia's POV --- "Yuck!" I muttered it under my breath, kicking a pebble off the narrow path as I walked. The shortcut through Delvin Road smelled like wet concrete and bad decisions — which was exactly why I never used it. Except tonight my brain decided to betray me. *Take the short route, Na
THE COST OF SAVING HIM HOSPITAL
NADIA'S POVThe first thing I noticed was the smell — clean, too clean, that sharp hospital smell that made your body uncomfortable before your brain had even caught up with where you were.For several seconds I didn't open my eyes. I stayed still, heavy and warm, my arm hurting in a dull and dista
THE COST OF SAVING HIM THE REASON
Nadia's POVThe first sound didn't register immediately. I looked up from the bed, and then another came — sharp, heavy, the kind of sound that didn't belong inside a house. My body went still before my brain caught up.Gunshots.My stomach dropped. The room suddenly felt smaller. I stood, heard an
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