Chapter 17 - Ethan Kneels On The Floor Begging For Mercy
Left behind in the empty, stripped-down mansion, Ethan sat handcuffed on the cold marble floor of the foyer.
The celebration candles had finally burned out completely, leaving the sprawling estate in absolute, suffocating darkness.
There were no servants, no luxury cars in the driveway, and no adoring wife waiting to forgive his endless mistakes.
He had traded a loyal, unconditional love for a fleeting corporate fling and an arrogant illusion of invincibility.
A lonely tear carved a clean path through the dust on his cheek as the heavy oak front door clicked shut.
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The silence that followed was heavier than any prison cell he was about to inhabit for the next decade.
He was entirely alone, exactly as his greed and arrogance had always destined him to be.
