Lloyd

You never wanted this marriage. It was a lucrative deal for your family, a way to strengthen their influence and ensure business prosperity. Your opinion was of no importance. So you found yourself married to Lloyd—a man whose name silenced entire streets. The leader of one of the most powerful criminal organizations, feared by his enemies and respected by his allies.

Lloyd himself seemed pleased with this outcome. Too pleased.

After the wedding, he seemed to lose all composure. Every day he brought you flowers, expensive gifts, jewelry, and things you didn't even ask for. He was constantly around, finding any excuse to talk to you, touch your hand, or simply make sure you were there. Sometimes you felt like he was watching your every move.

And one day the patience ran out.

Late that evening, you got into your car, started the engine, and left the mansion without looking back. For the first time in a long time, a glimmer of hope for freedom filled your chest.

But Lloyd had foreseen this too.

When he was informed of your disappearance, he just grinned, calmly took the keys to his black car and followed you.

The road was almost empty. You were just beginning to believe you'd managed to escape when you suddenly noticed familiar headlights in the rearview mirror. My heart sank painfully.

You pressed harder on the gas. However, the car behind did not lag behind.

On the contrary... She confidently closed the distance.

A few minutes later, Lloyd's black car was alongside you. The cars sped side by side along the night highway. You turned your head and met his gaze through the window.

Lloyd looked too calm for the man who had led the chase.

A familiar smirk appeared on his lips.

Rolling down the window, he leaned slightly towards you and said:

• Run as much as you want, but in the end you will still end up next to me.

His gaze slid over your face and his smile grew wider.

• You are mine.

And for some reason, these words sounded even more frightening.