He is the reason why I smile Again

the night sky. I sat by the window, staring blankly at the vast

ond what I already knew-he was the reason I was leaving New York, and Danie

me. His presence, as always, was commanding. He radiated power and control, and

ht?" I asked, needing

" he replied,

ions in my mind swirled, but I wasn't sure where

taring ahead, his jaw set tight. There was a depth to him, an unreadable sadness th

" I blurted before

d to me, his ey

esitated, unsure of how to frame my question. "Why

line. "Because you're mine

red or terrified. The look in his eyes wasn't one of affection-it was poss

t in front of him and pulled o

" I asked, fl

er was pinned to the first page. Below the photo, a list of names

uietly. "But things have escalated. Now it's more tha

zation hitting me like a slap

man he's targeted. But you're the o

"What do

the key to that." He paused, his voice darke

t about running away. This was about facing the man w

-

ly things had escalated. Precious was no longer just a woma

more I thought about it, the more it made sense. She was the one Daniel had hurt. She was the one

d below began to take shape. This was it. Our new life was waiting. But I

uncertainty. I could see the fear in them, but

going to be a

going

s exactly w

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ng was clear: the battle was just beginning, and P