Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced to Marry my Sister’s Fiancée : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Edrick’s POVAlina was gone.And there would be no rest for me until she was found.Sleep had become a stranger. Food tasted like nothing. Time blurred into endless hours of phone calls, meetings, and waiting for updates that never came fast enough.Now that I knew she had not simply run away… now that I had seen the footage with my own eyes…There was no peace left in me.She was in danger.And every second that passed felt like sand slipping through my fingers.It had been three days since we pulled the CCTV footage.Three days since I last went home.I had not stepped foot into the mansion.I had not showered properly.I barely changed clothes.My office had become my war room.Maps spread across the table. Screens looping footage. Names. Leads. Dead ends.If she was hurt…If she was scared somewhere…If she was kept in a cold, dark torture whole…If she cried every night hoping for it to end…Or, if she had lost hope already…The thought made my chest tighten until it was hard to

Edrick’s POVFinding Leonardo was supposed to be a key point. He is the mastermind, and with an eye on him, finding Alina would be way easier. But had vanished.No flights under his name.No activity on his known accounts.No sightings from his usual contacts.It was as if he had dissolved into thin air.By the fourth day of nonstop searching, my body finally gave in. My head throbbed. My vision blurred from lack of sleep.I drove home.The mansion gates opened slowly, almost accusingly.Four days.I had ignored every call.Every message.Every responsibility that wasn’t Alina.The front door barely closed behind me before someone collided with my chest.“Edrick!”Aria.She stumbled back, hands protectively on her bump, eyes blazing.“Where have you been?” she demanded. “You haven’t picked up my calls. You haven’t come home. You’ve ghosted everyone for four whole days!”I stared at her, stunned.“Do you know Alina has been missing?” I asked.She blinked.“What?”“She’s been missing f

Edrick’s POVThe moment Aria stepped out of the room, I faced my father. “Why did you call me?” I demanded, slamming my hand on the mahogany desk.He looked up from his paperwork, irritation etched in every line of his face. “Why do you let yourself go, Edrick? Do you even care about self control and dignity anymore, or are you letting your emotions rule you?”I clenched my jaw, my pulse racing. “Control? You think I’ve lost control? I’m not losing control. I’m looking for Alina. She’s missing, and I won’t sit idly by while she’s in danger. You wouldn’t understand.”“Danger?” he scoffed, standing, his chair scraping against the floor. “You’ve been running around like a fool, chasing shadows. Let it go. Calm down, and trust me to handle it.”I took a step closer, my fists trembling. “Handle it? Just like you ‘handled’ Leonardo? Which is of course leaving him to run free while everyone else suffers? You think your power makes you infallible? I am not letting Alina, or anyone suffer b

“Edrick Vale? Unstable?” I was just losing it because the woman I love was in danger. Yes. This is the first time I am admitting to myself that I loved Alina. But it didn’t matter at the moment. All that mattered is her safety. I was still thinking of how to catch up with John and the team in time when the third rescue van pulled out. It didn’t take much convincing for them to let me come along. I am EDRICK VALE by the way. We set out at 3pm. If everything goes well, we will be there by 8pm. 5 hours. Five long torturous hours of me wondering if Alina was okay. If she scared, or hungry, or cold. Or if she was hurt. God, if I find even a scratch on her, I will punish the captors personally. After what felt like an eternity on the road, we finally got there. A tall abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere. The place was surrounded by thick trees and rocky hills. What the actual heck? The place was already surrounded by cops. I stepped down and rushed to where John was.

EDRICK’S POVI didn’t want to even watch. I did not want to step closer. Most especially, I did not want to hear john’s apology. I so badly wanted to scream at him. To yell and tell him it was his fault. That he could have been more careful, and she wouldn’t have been in a pile of ashes. If only he had handled this case more discreetly, then the captors would not have been triggered to burn the place. I shut my eyes and remembered her screams a few minutes to the explosion. I wish I had been faster, smarter, or anything. Even with the turmoil in my whole body, I was still in denial. A part of me still believed she was not gone. No. Not the Alina that smiled so brightly and laughed at my terrible jokes on the island. Not the one I made love to. Not the one I snuck every night to cuddle. She can not be dead. It did not sound right. I believe d she escaped. She’s safe somewhere. Or maybe she ran into the woods. “John,” john flinched at how loudly I called his name. “We need to pa