Andrea had nothing else in the world except for her daughter. Literally, nothing else. Betrayed and abandoned by her husband, her life was a daily struggle to survive and earn money to feed her baby. However, everything changes when she meets the owner of the company where she works. Zack Keller was the kind of man who could only be described as a hurricane, arriving hot and wild and sweeping everything in his path. At thirty-two, he was a magnate in the sports industry, owning one of the largest representation agencies in America. Yet, his perfect world came crashing down after discovering on the same day that his girlfriend was pregnant and had purposely lost their baby. Unfortunately, Zack had already shared the good news with his sick father, so it was something he couldn't take back. When he must return to the Swiss Alps to spend Christmas with his family, his life becomes a desperate race against time to find a "fake" family. "Urgent Notice: Magnate Rents Family for Christmas." What Zack doesn't imagine is that he will find help in a woman going through the hardest time of her life and still refusing to give up on her little baby. A Christmas journey. A wounded man. A distrustful woman. A five-month-old princess. How long can you fake love before it starts to become real?
Leer másCHAPTER 610. FIGHT FOR YOU. Don’t You Dare Die!There were no words to describe the fear, anguish, or terror Adriana felt, even as her head broke the surface of the water and she could breathe again. The exhaustion in her body vanished in an instant, replaced by adrenaline and the overwhelming drive to survive. She was screaming, though she didn’t realize it. Screaming because she wanted to dive back down for him, even as the cursed container continued sinking deeper into the ocean. Screaming because she didn’t have the strength to do so. Screaming because she could no longer see him. Screaming because she didn’t know if Aaron Orlenko had gone back down after him. The darkness was endless. The Atlantic waters were black as night, and the container was far too heavy to stop its descent. At some point—she couldn’t say when—a lifebuoy splashed down beside her, and someone dragged her to it. Adriana couldn’t tell if the wetness on her face was salt water or tears, but she didn’t know w
CHAPTER 609. FIGHT FOR YOU We Don’t Have Time!Kyle’s heart leapt into his throat in an instant. He had no idea what was happening outside—only that the container had been struck several times, crushed in the middle, making escape almost impossible. The violent impact with the water was unlike anything he’d ever felt. Then, the sea poured in—freezing, sharp as knives cutting into his skin. “Kyle!” he heard his name and, in the dim light filtering through the container’s mangled opening, saw Adriana’s terrified eyes. “We’re getting out, baby! We’re getting out! Climb up—come on, climb!” But the truth was, the opening was far too small for either of them to fit. Adriana shivered as icy water surged higher, rushing in around them. Several glow sticks floated up beside them. Kyle grabbed a few, cracking them all at once to provide more light. Seconds later, he heard a hoarse voice calling out. “Son! Kyle! Son!” “Dad! Dad, we’re here!” Kyle shouted back, fighting to keep panic at ba
CHAPTER 608. FIGHT FOR YOU. I’ll Always Fight for YouThe commotion caught everyone’s attention within seconds. All eyes turned to a man sprinting across one of the upper decks. Shouts erupted, and Kyle rushed to one of the interior corridors, where a senior officer was banging on a door. “Louis! You need to come out! Louis!” “No… I can’t!” “Louis! What did you do?! Did you tamper with the manifest?!” the officer yelled. Kyle arrived just as he heard a shaky, nervous voice respond from the other side of the door. “It wasn’t my fault… it wasn’t… he made me!” “Then come out and help us find that container!” Kyle demanded. “No! I’m not coming out until we’re back in English waters… with… with my country’s authorities!” Kyle’s blood boiled at those words. “It’s twenty hours back to England!” he spat angrily. “And there’s a woman in a container! A kidnapped woman, without water, without food, probably freezing to death! You need to tell me where you moved that container—now!” “No
CHAPTER 607. FIGHT FOR YOU. You Have to Be ReadyThere wasn’t a single sound outside or any sign of movement. The chemical light sticks didn’t last long, and Adriana used them only when she had no other choice. She knew the walls of her prison were padded, but she wasn’t sure if it was to keep sound from escaping or to prevent her from hurting herself. She had explored the space using one of the small light sticks, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t tear off the padding. She was certain that someone like Vance, who had managed to outwit Kyle and his family, wouldn’t place her anywhere public where she might be rescued. Crying or screaming wouldn’t help. Eventually, exhaustion overtook her, and she collapsed into one of the corners, curling up to keep warm as the temperature dropped. The cold seeped into her bones. She had only water to drink—very little—and no food. Her only hope was that Kyle would find her quickly. Part of her brain, overwhelmed and drained, would dr
CHAPTER 606. FIGHT FOR YOU. The EndgameKyle took a deep breath, watching as Vance Burgges’ face turned pale. That only confirmed that his suspicions weren’t far from the truth. “You sent her off in a damn container, didn’t you?” he hissed angrily, gripping the man’s face. “This dock only handles cargo ships, and a guy like you… you probably have enough connections to sneak one onto a ship, don’t you?” For a long moment, their eyes locked, and Vance growled with frustration. “You’ll never find her!” “Caleb! The ships!” Kyle demanded urgently, imagining the horror Adriana must be feeling, trapped alone in the darkness of a container. “I’ve got it!” Caleb said, hurrying over to his nephew. “Sixteen cargo ships left in the past twenty-four hours. But only one has such a long travel itinerary. The *Emeril*. It’s heading to Japan. It left eighteen hours ago.” Kyle pressed his lips together, bracing for bad news. He was still staring into Vance Burgges’ eyes, and there was far too muc
CHAPTER 605. FIGHT FOR YOU . Give a Man a Glimmer of Hope**Where’s my woman?** That was the million-dollar question, and Kyle was sure that sooner or later, Vance Burgges would break and talk. Kyle wasn’t particularly fond of torture, but he couldn’t deny the satisfaction of crushing that guy’s fingers until the nails literally burst. Yet, twelve hours in, he still had no clue about Adriana’s whereabouts. “Break time!” Aaron called out, distracting Kyle for just a moment—long enough for his pistons to strike one of the floor rings instead of a finger, hitting it hard. Kyle grunted under his breath and stepped away from a sobbing Vance Burgges to speak with his father. “He’s not going to tell you anything,” Aaron murmured, pulling Kyle aside. For five brief minutes, they joined Caleb outside the warehouse. “He will. Eventually,” Kyle insisted. “He’s a trained agent. He won’t say a word. And believe me, those billions are more than enough motivation to endure the pain,” his uncle
CHAPTER 604. FIGHT FOR YOU. First QuestionThey had thrown a jacket over her shoulders to help with the cold, but Adriana had no idea where she was. Vance Burgges had dragged her to this place, and after talking to Kyle, he blindfolded her before moving her again. She realized she wasn’t tied up, but every wall around her was padded and soft. She stood up abruptly and saw a man silhouetted against the dim pre-dawn light. “What is this?! Where are we?!” she demanded in fear as Vance threw several military-grade chem lights at her feet. Adriana grabbed one and snapped it, illuminating a small enclosed space about fifteen square meters in size. Apart from her and a water bottle, there was nothing else there. “Don’t worry. In a few hours, your boyfriend will give me what I want, and then he’ll have your location. Until then… try not to die,” Vance sneered mockingly. Adriana watched him shut the door behind him. She knew it would be pointless to pound on it or scream; she doubted any
CHAPTER 603. FIGHT FOR YOU. An AdvantageIt hurt. God, it hurt—but Kyle wasn’t about to admit that right now! “You need to understand the risks…” Victor tried to reason with him while adjusting one of the prosthetics, watching his older brother let out a growl of pain. “You’re not my warranty provider, little brother. Save the lecture.” “Hey, knock it off! This could be dangerous for you!” Victor snapped. “You can’t just do whatever you want! If you ruin the base plates, you’ll need another surgery, you idiot!” “And you think I care about that?!” Kyle shot back in frustration. “Adriana’s in danger—because of me, you get that?! I can’t let anything happen to her!” Victor was about to argue when their father intervened. “That’s enough! You’re not solving anything by fighting. You—” he pointed at Victor, “—put the prosthetics on him. And you—” he turned to Kyle, “—accept the consequences and deal with them, whatever they may be.” Kyle gave a curt nod, and a few minutes later, he w
CHAPTER 602. FIGHT FOR YOU . I Can’t Promise ThatKyle’s eyes shifted in disbelief toward the base plates connected to his body. Those were never changed except during surgical procedures and were completely independent of the prosthetics, which could be swapped out as needed. His uncle approached one of the plates and pointed to a tiny compartment, resembling a phone SIM slot. It was so small that no one would have noticed it. From it, he extracted a micro SD card that looked like a grain of black sand in the fighter’s large hand. “I need to know what’s on it,” Kyle stated firmly. “At this point, it doesn’t matter what the hell happens if we connect it. That guy has Adriana, and he’s a professional. If he knew my mother, he must’ve been MI6 or…” He paused, lost in thought, before glancing at the three men around him. “Or he’s just a pawn.” His father frowned, placing the memory card in Caleb’s hand as he asked, “Do you think someone else might be involved?” “Vance Burgges… he’s n