Next Man Better Plan novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Just as he was about to rip it off…

Bang-

A gunshot shattered the cold silence of the night.

Birds burst from the treetops, scattering into the darkness.

The kidnapper, who had been so brazen just moments before, was now a corpse lying stiffly on the damp ground.

A single shot to the head.

Blood splattered onto Stephanie’s cheek, adding a touch of tragic beauty to her excessively pale face.

Forgetting her fear, she instinctively looked toward the source of the shot

A man in a military uniform stood ramrod straight, almost blending into the darkness. Under the bright moonlight, the medals on his shoulder glinted with a cold light.

Backlit, he walked toward her, step by step, the sound of his military boots crunching on dry leaves growing closer.

Suddenly, he stopped.

A fresh, cool scent of woodsmoke filled the air clearing the stench of blood from Stephanie’s nostrils.

She looked up, startled, and met a pair of noble eyes.

The man stood about two feet away from her. Perhaps it was his powerful aura, but a crushing sense of pressure filled the space.

The gun in his hand was still smoking. Noticing the lingering fear on Stephanie’s face, he curved his lips into a smile and holstered his weapon.

Their eyes met. Jonathan Vasquez tilted his head, his voice coming from above her. “Stephanie. Long time no see.”

It was one in the morning when she returned to their marital home.

Stephanie changed out of her blood–stained dress.

The moment the warm water from the shower cascaded over her, her chilled body gradually began to warm up.

She wiped the moisture from her face.

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Chapter 2

She had come so close to never coming back.

Before she was sixteen, Stephanie was a princess, cherished and adored by her family.

But at sixteen… her father and two older brothers died, and her mother remarried.

One tragedy after another shattered her once–happy family.

It was Quennel who pulled her out of the mire.

To this day, Stephanie still remembered the pained look in Quennel’s eyes as he looked at her back then.

He had said, “Stephanie, do you want to come home with me?”

He was like a sudden ray of light in the darkness.

Quennel’s family became her family, his parents her parents.

From then on, Stephanie lived with the Gonzalez family.

At her coming–of–age party, to give her a sense of security, Quennel knelt before everyone and declared his love. “Stephanie, be my girlfriend. I’ll be good to you for the rest of my

life…”

Under the spotlight, his gaze was firm and sincere.

Stephanie loved flowers, so Quennel bought a thousand–acre flower field to bloom just for

her.

Everyone in their circle said they were a match made in heaven, but reality had just dealt her a heavy blow.

It turned out a man’s promises were just empty words whispered in the heat of the moment, meant to be heard but never believed.

Now, Quennel’s heart was divided, with a piece given to another woman named Victoria.

Perhaps he was tired of her.

Or perhaps he was seeking a different kind of thrill.

In any case, his heart had changed.

And a man with a changed heart was dirtier than a toothbrush used to clean a toilet.

Stephanie sat at her vanity, motionless, for a full day and night.

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