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The Higher Power

The Higher Power

Parting his lips, Jordan placed the burning cigarette on his mouth and stood up from his seat before walking towards his shelves containing all his important documents related business, but soon there a light tug on his arm stopped his actions. It was her, he knew it cause no one other than her had the audacity to enter and exit his cabin without his permission. His wife, Hattiea. Or maybe the woman pretending to be his wife? Jordan's dark eyes landed on the culprit immediately with darkness but as soon as he found her behind him close to him... He got lost for a moment or so... The proximity rose slight tension between them. Raising her fingers up, Hattiea pulled the burning cigarette out from his mouth which was still resting on his lips. Her delicate fingers brushed his chin and lips softly. Following by the smoke, he released his minty breath in slight awe, her breath taking face was so close to his face. They both never came so close to one another actually. Even though it had been quite of time getting married with one another, they minded their boundaries well. As it was not any marriage of love for them but a marriage full of compromises. Hattiea's eyes soon travelled up from his lips back to his eyes, which were still staring at her ditching their shame. "It's dangerous for your health." Hattiea exclaimed hinting his smoking habit, while looking right into his eyes. Her hazel eyes were blank yet they held millions of emotions. "So are you!" Jordan's smoky breath caressed her face. The deepness of his voice solely made Hattiea's heart race million times faster. It was true... she was dangerous for him. Way too dangerous to handle.
The Kidney Donor and the Billionaire's Bride

The Kidney Donor and the Billionaire's Bride

Ellie Miller existed on the fringes, working grueling shifts under humming fluorescent lights, a constant, phantom ache in her lower back a cruel reminder of the kidney she'd sacrificed. Every dime earned from Chicago's greasy spoons vanished into impossible medical bills and her father’s crushing business debts. Just when she thought despair was her only companion, a call from an unknown New York number pulled her back to a world she thought lost forever. Margaret Nolan, a kind older woman from her past, was gravely ill and asking for her. But this summons plunged Ellie into an abyss of cold disdain, orchestrated by Margaret’s powerful grandson, Ethan Nolan, and his icy, manipulative fiancée, Victoria. Victoria, whose distant relative had received Ellie’s life-saving kidney, seized every opportunity to publicly humiliate her, painting her as a conniving opportunist. The lavish Nolan mansion became a gilded cage of whispers and condescending stares, a stark contrast to Ellie's tattered reality. The public torment climaxed brutally when loan sharks, relentless in their pursuit of her father’s old debts and her own manipulated medical loans, cornered her in a dark alley, leaving her beaten and utterly broken. How could her selfless sacrifice, intended to bring relief, only drag her deeper into suffering and public shame? Why did Ethan, the one who seemed capable of understanding, stubbornly believe Victoria’s venomous narrative, dismissing Ellie’s every desperate plea? Trapped, defeated, and with nothing left to lose, Ellie made a desperate, terrifying choice. She would orchestrate a final, shocking escape, letting the world believe she was gone forever, vanishing into the unknown to carve out a new existence free from her tormentors.