PART 1<\/p>\n
I am Tavian, the man who holds the economic lifeline of the entire East Coast of the United States. This afternoon, I am at the bustling international arrivals hall of JFK Airport in New York to meet Yelina Breed\u2014the daughter of a notorious oil tycoon. The arranged marriage between me and her is purely a multi-million dollar power game to consolidate my empire. My bodyguards form a solid barrier, the atmosphere is stifling and tense. But the moment Yelina’s plane landed, the crowd began to pour out, and my gaze suddenly froze. On the other side of the security barrier, a familiar figure was staggering, walking in panic. I was stunned. It was Saras. The woman I had ruthlessly abandoned and driven away eight months ago to pave the way for this business deal. The only love I had ever crushed with my own hands because of my ambition.<\/p>\n
Saras was gaunt, her face pale and bloodless, but what made my heart stop was the bulging pregnant belly hidden beneath her oversized coat\u2014she was about seven months pregnant. Saras was glancing around with terror, clutching her passport and one-way plane ticket, desperately trying to escape abroad. Panic was evident in her trembling steps. Ignoring Yelina Breed and the million-dollar contract, I pushed through the crowd and rushed towards her.<\/p>\n
“Saras!” I grabbed her wrist. Saras flinched, turning to look at me. As her scarf shifted slightly, the blood in my veins froze. Her once pristine skin was now covered in bruises, the brutal marks of fingers that had strangled her.<\/p>\n
“Tavian? You… stay away from me!” Saras gasped, tears welling up, desperately trying to pull her hand away.<\/p>\n
“Who did this to you? And the baby…” I roared, squeezing her shoulder, but Saras only looked at me with eyes filled with hatred and utter terror.<\/p>\n
Just then, from behind, three men in black suits and sunglasses, their eyes filled with murderous intent, parted the crowd and charged straight towards us. Saras screamed in horror, “They’re here! Run, Tavian!” One of them pulled out a gun right in the middle of the chaotic airport lobby.<\/p>\n
I couldn’t let them take her, not after what I saw. The airport erupted into chaos, and every choice I made next would change my life forever. The truth behind her bruises was worse than I ever imagined. The rest of the story is below \ud83d\udc47<\/p>\n
PART 2<\/p>\n
Screams ripped through the airport lobby as I lunged at the leader. A thunderous hook sent him crashing to the ground, his gun flying onto the tiled floor. A chaotic stampede ensued as the crowd scrambled to escape. The other two immediately drew their guns, but my elite bodyguards intervened, creating a gunfight. The chaotic crowd trampled each other in an attempt to escape. The two remaining men immediately drew their guns, but my elite bodyguards intervened in time, creating a swift and tense shootout right at the security checkpoint. Ignoring everyone else, I used my large body to shield Saras, scooping her up and rushing out the back door, where my armored SUV was waiting with its engine running. I tossed her into the back seat, the car screeching as it sped away, leaving behind the police sirens and my million-dollar marriage to Yelina Breed. I knew I had just officially declared war on the world to protect the woman I had once abandoned.<\/p>\n
Upon arriving at the secure, heavily guarded mansion on the outskirts of Long Island, I immediately called my private doctor to attend to Saras. Fortunately, the baby was safe, but the bruises on her neck and wrists were evidence of prolonged and brutal abuse. When we were alone in the room, Saras looked at me with weary, bitter, and sorrowful eyes. I knelt beside the bed, gently taking her cold hand: “Saras, tell me what happened. Where have you been for the past eight months, and why have you ended up like this?”<\/p>\n
Saras bitterly recounted the series of tragedies. After I fired her and dismissed her to pave the way for a political marriage, my ruthless power and reputation meant no financial firm in New York dared hire her. To survive and raise the child in her womb\u2014a child she kept hidden from me out of pride\u2014Saras was forced to take a job as an accountant for Saurin Caskque. My heart ached, my chest heaving with anger at hearing that name. Saurin Caskque was my sworn enemy, a bloodthirsty psychopath who controlled arms smuggling and underground casinos in America.<\/p>\n
“Saurin found out the baby was yours,” Saras said, her voice trembling, hot tears streaming down her thin cheeks. “He took me hostage, locked me in the mansion’s basement, and constantly tortured and abused me to force me to reveal your business secrets and shipping routes. He wanted to use my child and me as a bargaining chip to bring you down on your wedding day with the Breed family.”<\/p>\n
A raging fire burned in my chest, consuming all reason. I swore I would tear Saurin to shreds. But the real shock, the biggest twist that completely changed the situation, didn’t stop there. Saras, trembling, reached into her oversized coat pocket, pulled out two small USB drives, and placed them in my palm. She looked straight into my eyes and whispered a shocking secret: “Saurin didn’t just naturally know everything about you, Tavian. There’s a traitor right beside you, someone who betrayed you seven months ago. It’s Ricard… Ricard betrayed you.”<\/p>\n
I was stunned, feeling as if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over my head in the middle of a New York winter. Ricard was my closest assistant, my brother-in-arms for the past ten years, the man who held all the books, codes, and personnel structure of the empire. I had never doubted him for a second.<\/p>\n
“He’s been secretly leaking confidential information to Saurin for the past seven months,” Saras continued, her voice filled with hatred. “These two USB drives contain all the evidence of betrayal, Ricard’s confidential financial transactions with Saurin, along with detailed maps of the structure and security system of Saurin’s mansion that I secretly collected and copied while working as their accountant. I risked my life escaping from them this morning to find a way abroad, but unexpectedly, they caught up with me at the airport.”<\/p>\n
All the pieces of my life suddenly shattered and then reassembled into a horrifying picture of betrayal. The person I trusted most was the one who wanted my life, and the person I ruthlessly rejected was the one who risked their life to give me a chance to survive. Just then, my phone vibrated violently. The screen displayed Ricard’s name. He called with a feigned worried voice, announcing that Yelina was furious because I had escaped from the airport, and asking where I was so he could come and “assist.” I clutched the phone tightly, my eyes coldly fixed on the two USB drives in my hand. This game of thrones had gone too far.<\/p>\n
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PART 3<\/p>\n
I answered Ricard’s call with a eerily calm tone, deliberately giving him a fake address in downtown Manhattan to mislead him. Immediately after hanging up, I assembled my most elite and loyal team, completely unrelated to Ricard. Plugging Saras’s USB drive into the computer, a detailed map of Saurin’s mansion appeared, showing every blind spot of the security cameras and every secret passageway. The raid plan was devised in a flash. I couldn’t wait another second; Saras’s safety and that of our unborn child depended on eliminating this threat tonight.<\/p>\n
At exactly two o’clock in the morning, under the pouring rain<\/p>\n
In New York, our three black armored vehicles silently approached Saurin Caskque’s fortified mansion on the outskirts of Long Island. Thanks to Saras’s accurate map, we easily disabled the main power supply and took down the outer perimeter guards without a sound. The gunfire only truly erupted when we smashed through the oak archway to enter the main hall. Saurin’s forces were completely taken by surprise; they scrambled in vain against our brutal, precise, and furious assault.<\/p>\n
I led the vanguard, my grip on my rifle tightening, and kicked open the door to the top-secret office on the second floor. The scene inside made my blood boil. Saurin Caskque was sitting drinking, and right beside him, none other than Ricard. The treacherous assistant’s face turned deathly pale, drained of all color, when he saw me standing there like a grim reaper emerging from hell.<\/p>\n
“Tavian… How did you find this place…?” Ricard stammered, backing away, his hand reaching into his jacket for his gun.<\/p>\n
A precise shot from me lodged in his thigh, sending him crashing to the tiled floor, screaming in pain. I stepped forward, throwing the document printed from Saras’s USB drive in his face. “For ten years, I treated you like a brother, sharing every penny of our profits. And yet you betrayed me and abused my woman for this bastard’s money?”<\/p>\n
Saurin Caskque tried to grab the gun on the table, but I was faster. I lunged forward, slamming the butt of the gun into his face, then firing two bullets into the chest of this sworn enemy. Saurin collapsed into a pool of blood, ending the life of a brutal demon. Turning to Ricard, who was crawling on the floor, weeping and begging for mercy and reminding me of our past friendship, I didn’t hesitate. For those traitors who threatened my family and my blood, death was the only punishment. The final gunshot rang out, ending the betrayer in the darkness of the night.<\/p>\n
As the first rays of dawn broke through the city’s thick fog, I returned to my safe mansion. The smoke had cleared, the enemy was dead, but my journey of atonement had only just begun. I entered the bedroom and found Saras awake, her eyes filled with both worry and relief at seeing me safe and sound. The doctor came out and whispered good news in my ear: Saras’s unborn child was a girl, and she was perfectly healthy after the ordeal.<\/p>\n
I sat down beside Saras, gently taking her hand, my heart overflowing with belated remorse. “It’s all over, Saras. Saurin and Ricard have paid the price. No one will ever hurt you and your child again. Please give me a chance to make amends.”<\/p>\n
Saras looked at me, tears silently rolling down her cheeks. The deep wounds I had inflicted on her eight months ago, along with the horrific abuse she had endured, couldn’t heal immediately. But seeing the sincerity, remorse, and determination in my eyes, she nodded slightly, agreeing to stay at the villa for me to take care of her.<\/p>\n
That same morning, I called the Breed family, declaring the complete annulment of my political marriage with Yelina. I knew this decision meant my business empire would face enormous financial losses, and the Breed faction would become a dangerous new enemy. But I didn’t care anymore. Power and money were nothing if they couldn’t protect the people I loved. I was ready to give up all the glamour, ready to face any storm ahead to start over, to be a father, a true man protecting my small family.<\/p>\n
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