BECOMING THE WIFE OF A MAFIA BOSS
Bridget's lips curled slightly into a satisfied smirk. “We’ll see. Start the car and drive me to the city.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hans said as he opened the passenger door for her.
As the car pulled out of the mansion’s long driveway, Bridget couldn’t help but notice Hans's composure. His movements were precise, his demeanor calm. “You drive well,” she remarked.
“Thank you, ma’am,” Hans replied without breaking his focus on the road.
Bridget tilted her head, studying him. “Why become a driver?” she asked suddenly.
Hans hesitated for a moment. “Personal reasons, ma’am.”
“Hmm. You’re full of secrets, aren’t you?” Bridget teased, though her tone carried genuine curiosity. Somehow, she wanted to know the deepest of the deepest of his driver. That's how it works for her. Maybe.
Before Hans could reply, she noticed a black SUV trailing close behind them. Her instincts, sharp as ever, kicked in. “Hans, speed up,” she commanded. “We’re being followed.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hans said, immediately accelerating, maintaining his composed demeanor, and his expertise in driving.
The black SUV matched their pace, confirming Bridget's suspicion. “Lose them,” she ordered, gripping her seatbelt.
Hans’s hands moved deftly across the wheel, taking sharp turns and expertly navigating the highway. Bridget watched in amazement, realizing he was no ordinary driver. “Who are you, really?” she asked, her voice low and filled with intrigue.
“Just your driver, ma’am,” Hans replied with a faint smile.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10“Stay here for a bit, Ma’am Bridget,” Hans Seymour said with a hint of formality in his voice. He stood up and walked toward a small hut tucked behind the restaurant they’d just eaten at, leaving Bridget seated on a wooden bench shaded by a sprawling tree. As Hans walked away, Bridget couldn’t help but watch his retreating figure, feeling an inexplicable tension she couldn’t quite put her finger on.The entire place was serene, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves and the sight of vast green rice fields that stretched endlessly like an emerald sea. Yet, despite the tranquility, Bridget was restless. Something about this whole situation felt… off.“What’s even going on here?” she muttered, nervously fidgeting with her fingers. The atmosphere felt heavy with unspoken mysteries.Inside the hut, Hans was met by an older woman whose presence radiated strength and wisdom. This was Emerald—a name Hans hadn’t heard spoken in years but one th
Last Updated: 2025-01-21
Chapter: CHAPTER 9“Do you know a place where I can unwind and cool my head?” Bridget Augustus asked, leaning against the backseat of the car. She’d been restless, shifting positions every few minutes as if trying to escape her thoughts. The tension from her earlier confrontation with Dark Moreno was still gnawing at her. Dark was one of her most reliable business partners and a significant investor in K Newspaper and Magazines Company. Losing him could cause irreparable damage, especially with the ongoing project involving the influential Cali family. “Ugh, God! This is officially the worst day of my life!” she exclaimed, rolling her eyes for emphasis. She couldn't believe why this could happen—not with her business partner.Hans Seymour glanced at her briefly through the rearview mirror, a faint smile crossing his lips. “I know a place, ma’am, but it’s a bit far. Still, it’s worth the drive. The scenery and vibe will definitely calm you down,” he said calmly, keeping his focus on the road a
Last Updated: 2025-01-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 8“Oh, hi.” Bridget Augustus looked up from swiping through her phone when she heard a familiar voice. Standing just a few feet away was Dark Moreno, her business partner and one of the key investors in K Newspaper and Magazines Company. He was dressed sharply in a tailored navy suit that fit him perfectly, exuding confidence and charm—just the image of a composed and successful professional.Dark gave her a sheepish smile as he approached. “Sorry I’m late. Traffic was worse than usual. How are you?”Bridget cleared her throat and raised an eyebrow, but a small smile escaped her lips. “Oh, Dark. It’s fine; I just got here myself.” She gestured to the chair across from her. “Well, I’m doing good. You know, still longing for some excitement.”Dark chuckled lightly as he took the seat. “Don’t worry, Bridget. Sooner or later, something big will happen. I’m sure you won’t miss it.”Their lighthearted exchange was interrupted when the waiter arrived, handing them menus. As they browsed and or
Last Updated: 2025-01-19
Chapter: CHAPTER 7Bridget Augustus's first impression of her new driver, Hans Seymour, was surprisingly good. Tall, tan, and with an intense aura that could rival any movie leading man, he seemed like someone who could command attention without trying. However, as days went by, her admiration started to wane. Hans was too calm and composed—traits that irked her, especially as someone used to people tiptoeing around her to avoid causing offense. What bothered her more was how he didn’t seem to admire her beauty or wit like most people did. Deep down, though, Bridget could sense something about him—something intriguing and hidden.Bridget was a CEO of the K Newspapers and Magazines Company, and as one of the most well-known in the field of journalism, she really was something. She could easily sense when something was wrong or when somebody was hiding something. That was her intuition about her newly hired driver. He might be hiding something wrong.“Can you avoid the traffic, Hans? I can’t be late!” Bri
Last Updated: 2025-01-17
Chapter: CHAPTER 6"Sit down," Bridget Augustus commanded, her voice calm but with an undertone of authority, as she sipped her freshly brewed coffee. A faint line formed on her forehead, a sign that her thoughts were deep. "And have something to eat. I have something important to discuss with you."Hans Seymour, looking slightly uneasy, followed her order and took a seat. His tailored navy-blue suit fit him perfectly, emphasizing his broad shoulders and disciplined physique. He looked too polished for someone supposedly hired as just a driver. Meanwhile, Manang Karen busied herself in the kitchen, clinking plates and utensils with an air of nervous excitement.Moments later, she returned with a tray holding breakfast and a steaming cup of coffee. "Coffee for a gentleman like you, Mr. Hans Seymour," she cooed, her voice dripping with flirtation as she placed the cup in front of him."T-thank you, Manang Karen," Hans replied, correcting himself mid-sentence. He wasn't used to this type of attention and a
Last Updated: 2025-01-16
Chapter: CHAPTER 5Beneath a grand chandelier that sparkled like stars in the night sky, Bridget Augustus, the sharp-eyed CEO who missed no detail, sat across from Manang Karen, her ever-loyal house manager, maid, and gossip queen. The dining table looked straight out of a five-star restaurant scene: a perfectly cooked beef Wellington, roasted vegetables drizzled with olive oil, and a mix of native desserts like sapin-sapin and kutsinta. To the side, a bottle of imported wine stood proudly—even though it was still morning. Because why not? She could afford almost everything. Almost, because some things cannot be bought.“Well done, Manang Karen. You managed to find quite the driver,” Bridget said casually as she cut into her beef Wellington. Her voice carried a hint of sarcasm, though her slight smirk betrayed a sliver of genuine approval. It was the kind of praise that said, “Good job, but don’t get cocky.”Manang Karen frowned and scratched her head, visibly puzzled. “Wh-why, ma’am? Did you test him o
Last Updated: 2025-01-15
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