Betrayed by My Fiancé's Love

Synopsis

The mountain air should have been crisp and refreshing, but all I could taste was the metallic tang of fear coating my tongue. The remote resort Colson had chosen for our pre-wedding getaway now felt like a trap—isolated, with no witnesses for miles around. "Jade, stay behind me," Colson whispered, his voice trembling as the masked figures emerged from the treeline like shadows given form. There were three of them, moving with the calculated precision of predators who had done this before. My heart hammered against my ribs as rough hands seized us both, dragging us toward a van that materialized from nowhere. The last thing I saw before the hood came down over my head was Colson's terrified eyes, wide and helpless. The warehouse they brought us to reeked of rust and decay. When they finally removed our hoods, I found myself in a cavernous space filled with abandoned machinery and broken windows that let in sickly streams of moonlight. Colson sat tied to a chair across from me, his face pale and drawn. "Please," he said, his voice cracking.