Your hands shook as you pressed your phone tightly to your ear, your breathing ragged. You had managed to find a small hidden room within the palace walls, your heart pounding as the footsteps of Daniel’s enemy echoed through the grand halls. The man’s violent reputation sent shivers down your spine. Your body trembled as you dialed the number, hoping that Daniel would answer. You needed him.

“Come on, pick up,” you whispered, biting your lip in fear.

On the other end, in a luxurious penthouse overlooking the city, Daniel reclined on a plush leather sofa, a glass of whiskey in hand. The soft sounds of Leah’s laughter filled the air as she leaned against him, her head resting on his shoulder. His phone buzzed incessantly on the table beside him, but his eyes never strayed from the gentle smile Leah gave him.

Your name flashed on the screen, but Daniel simply sighed, his fingers curling around the glass a little tighter.

He felt the vibration of his phone through the table but made no move to answer. His jaw tightened, but he remained silent. Leah glanced up at him, a curious look crossing her face.

“Everything okay?” she asked softly, sensing the tension in the air.

Daniel gave her a small, dismissive smile. “Just business,” he said quietly, placing the phone face-down on the table. Leah didn’t push further, her attention soon shifting back to him, her arms wrapping around his shoulders. He let himself fall into the moment, ignoring the gnawing sensation in the back of his mind.

Meanwhile, in the palace, you pressed your back against the cold stone wall, your eyes wide with fear. and your pulse raced as the door was kicked open.His enemy had found you, and there was no one to save you. Torture followed, a merciless onslaught that left your bruised and broken, your desperate cries for Daniel left unheard. Your pleas fell on deaf ears, as he spent his evening in the company of someone else, never looking back.Even the guards died and the mansion in a mess.