ONWTD 7

Ryan's words hang in the air like a threat, and Sophie's heart races with anticipation. She tries to step back, but her feet feel rooted to the spot.

"What do you mean?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ryan takes a step closer, his eyes burning with intensity. "You think you can just walk away from me, Sophie? You think you can deny what's between us?"

Sophie shakes her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "There's nothing between us, Ryan. Just a one-night stand."

Ryan's laughter is low and menacing. "Oh, Sophie. You're so naive. You think you can just dismiss me like that?"

Sophie's eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape. But Ryan's men are still there, watching her with an unnerving intensity.

"What do you want from me?" she asks, trying to keep her voice steady.

Ryan's smile grows wider. "I want you, Sophie. And I always get what I want."

Sophie's heart races as she realizes the true extent of Ryan's obsession. She's trapped, and she knows it.

Ryan's eyes seem to bore into Sophie's soul, his gaze piercing and unyielding. She feels a shiver run down her spine as he takes another step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"You see, Sophie, I've been watching you. I know all about your little life. Your job, your friends, your favorite coffee shop. And I know you're scared. Scared of me, scared of what I can do."

Sophie's mind races as she tries to process Ryan's words. How does he know all this? What does he want from her?

"What do you want, Ryan?" she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ryan's smile grows wider, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "I want you to be mine, Sophie. Body and soul. And I'll stop at nothing to make that happen."

Sophie's heart races as she realizes the true extent of Ryan's obsession. She's trapped, and she knows it. She needs to think fast, come up with a plan to escape. But for now, she's at Ryan's mercy.

And then, just as suddenly as it started, everything stops. Ryan's smile falters, his eyes glaze over, and he takes a step back.

"Wait”

Ryan's eyes sparkle with amusement as he asks, "Why did you run away from the penthouse like that ? I keep watching the video repeatedly; it's hilarious! Do you want to see it?"

Sophie's face flushes with embarrassment and anger as Ryan's PA hands him the iPad. Ryan drags her to the sofa, his grip firm, and starts playing the video.

Sophie's eyes widen in horror as she sees herself stumbling out of the penthouse, her clothes disheveled, her hair a mess. She tries to protest, but Ryan silences her with a kiss.

"Shh, watch," he whispers, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "You're so adorable when you're trying to escape."

Sophie's face burns with humiliation as she watches herself fumble with the elevator buttons, her eyes darting around the lobby in panic. Ryan's men are visible in the background, their faces expressionless, but their eyes mocking her.

The video ends, and Ryan turns to Sophie, his smile still plastered on his face. "You're so predictable, Sophie. You think you can outsmart me? I always get what I want."

Sophie's anger boils over, and she tries to lash out, but Ryan catches her wrist, his grip like a vice. "Don't bother, Sophie. You're mine now. And you'll do as I say.”

"Sophie, you have 7 days to make a decision. Either you come with me willingly, or I'll come for you. Remember the night we shared? I want that again, and I want it every night. You'll need to leave your job as a secretary; you won't need to work anymore. I'll take care of you, and you'll be mine, 24/7. Don't think about resisting; my men will be watching, and I always get what I want."

Sophie's eyes widened as she listened to Ryan's words, her mind racing with the implications. She knew she was in grave danger, but she refused to back down.

"I won't be intimidated, Ryan," she said, her voice steady. "And I certainly won't be owned. You may have power and wealth, but you'll never have me."

Ryan's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "We'll see about that, Sophie. You have 7 days. Tick-tock."

With that, he turned and walked away. He left one of his guards at the door to make sure she didn't run away.Sophie felt trapped and frightened. She knew she had to act fast, but what could she do against the powerful Ryan and his men?

She brought out her laptop to search for Ryan Scott.Her eyes scanned the search results, her heart racing with each new revelation. Ryan Scott, the charming and enigmatic stranger, was none other than the notorious mafia boss, feared and respected by all. The more she read, the more she realized the gravity of her situation.

Feeling trapped and vulnerable, Sophie lay on her bed, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But as she approached the door, her plan was foiled. A hulking figure loomed in the doorway, his imposing presence a stark reminder of Ryan's warning: "I'll always have eyes on you."

Sophie recognized the man as one of Ryan's henchmen, left behind to ensure she didn't try to flee. Panic set in as she realized she was trapped, with no clear escape route. The henchman's cold gaze seemed to pierce through her, as if daring her to try and escape.With a sinking feeling, Sophie retreated back into her room, her mind racing with new plans and strategies.

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In the opulent grandeur of Ryan's mansion, his PA approached him with a questioning gaze. "Sir, are you certain about Sophie? You've gone to great lengths to acquire her."

Ryan's eyes narrowed, his voice low and husky. "If I didn't want her, would I have searched far and wide, would I have visited her personally? I felt her aura, her charisma, like a spark in my very being. She's different, unlike any of the others."

His PA raised an eyebrow. "I thought she was just another... diversion, sir. One of the many human toys you've collected over the years."

Ryan's smile was cold, calculated. You'd be surprised what I see in her, what I want from her. Sophie is more than just a plaything. She's a challenge, a prize to be won.