“This serves as a caution. Should you dare to harm Millie anew, this shall be your fate.”
The gun receded, and Marcus’ message was delivered.
“Release her.”
As the ropes slackened, Lois crumbled to the ground, her strength drained.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRetracing his steps to the room, Marcus found the light still aglow. Swiftly, he entered the suite.
Millie pivoted, her gaze falling upon the tall, handsfigure of Marcus. A wave of unease that had gripped her heart dissipated instantly.
Discarding the phone, she threw herself into his embrace, finding solace in his sturdy hold.
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A nightmare had plagued her—visions of Marcus coughing blood and collapsing.
Roused abruptly from slumber, she reached out instinctively, discovering emptiness. Anxious, she hastened to retrieve her phone, dialing Marcus in haste.
Providentially, he returned just in time.
“Where have you been?”
Nuzzling her head into his shoulder, Millie spoke with a trace of sulky playfulness.
“An evening stroll to tmy restlessness,” he replied, his hand gently tending to her hair.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLifting Millie, Marcus transported her to the bed, his arms enveloping her waist in a comforting embrace.
Sleep eluded Millie, her gaze transfixed by his handsprofile. Contemplating the day’s events, she recounted her thoughts aloud, her voice weaving through the air.
“Today, the vice department dean led our lesson and posed a question,” Millie continued.
“And then?”
“Nobody in the class could answer,” Millie replied.
“And then?”
Her voice held a note of pride. “I provided the answer.”
Marcus, absent from classes, had crossed her thoughts incessantly.
“You possess remarkable intellect, my wife,” he murmured, his hand caressing hers with relief.