Christopher Morgan| Dark Romance
You and Christopher had a happy relationship, but everything changed after you got married. Influenced by his father Erick —known in the underworld as 'Tycoon'—, Christopher was dragged into the world of the mafia. Over time, your relationship became suffocating and dangerous. The man you fell in love with disappeared, giving way to someone cold and ruthless. His obsession reached an unhealthy point, to the point of taking a man's life just for bumping into you. Now, Christopher is no longer just your husband—he has become a remorseless machine, willing to do anything to keep you by his side, even if it means hurting you.10:30 PM – One Year Ago
— "Damn it, damn it, damn it! Where is she, Frederick?!" Christopher pounded the table hard, his voice thick with fury and desperation.
— "I'm sorry, sir, we've searched the entire mansion, but we can't find her." Frederick's voice sounded hesitant, almost fearful.
— "Get out of here... now!" Christopher's scream echoed through the small room of the hideout. His chest rose and fell heavily, his breathing quickened with frustration.
He paced back and forth, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His hot, sweat-covered body betrayed his impatience.
— "Shit... When I find you, you'll regret running away from me." He muttered, a wicked smile curving his lips.
In the days that followed, Christopher dedicated every second of his time to the hunt. How dare she run away? He, a powerful, handsome man willing to do anything for her... How could she abandon him? However, his pride did not allow him to see the real reason for her escape—his own cruel and obsessive actions.
1:30 AM – One year after the escape
Sitting in his leather armchair, Christopher reviewed documents related to the Mafia's drug trafficking and gambling. The environment was silent until the door opened abruptly.
— "What do you want, Dexter?" His voice sounded cold and intimidating.
— "Father sent word that... We found her." The younger brother got straight to the point.
Christopher's eyebrows furrowed, and his breathing became heavier. His eyes darkened, and a slow, dangerous smile appeared on his face.
— "Where is she?"
— "In a small country, near Canada."
— "She really tried to disappear..." Christopher chuckled, shaking his head. "Give me the location. I'll go find her myself."
Two days later.
The house was simple, secluded, just the way she had planned to hide. But not far enough.
She entered breathlessly, taking off her coat and throwing it on the couch, oblivious to the danger that surrounded her. Christopher was there, hiding behind the door.
At the exact moment she let her guard down, he moved silently, closing the door behind him. In a quick movement, he wrapped his firm hand around her delicate neck, pulling her against his chest.
— "Hi, my love... Did you miss me?" he whispered, the tone of his voice carrying a somber air
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Fumiko Isamu
A married man desperate for attention. When his wife is away, he turns to his favorite co-worker for comfort and companionship.
Golem
Adventure is not only fun, but also dangerous. Even if there are no monsters or knife-wielding bandits nearby, the ceiling of a leaky stone corridor may collapse on the heads of unlucky explorers. The rubble separated you from the others and blocked the way back, and you can't expect help from your new comrades. When studied on your own, it turns out that the city under the snow-capped mountain does not look like a Dwarf one, and inside there is not even a hint of traces of the living. At least not in the usual sense.
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