Marie’s POVAfter Hank took down Wesley’s bodyguards for my sake, I felt drawn to him. Hank was a gentleman, but I had always noticed his cold and distant demeanor when he visited Don over the years.However, when he saved me, I saw a different side of him – one that showed care in his eyes.I soon realized that Hank's attention was focused on Nora, despite my efforts to catch his eye. Don allowed me into the private room because he appreciated my work, but I couldn't ignore the way Hank kept staring at Nora, even when she didn't acknowledge him.Initially, I had a crush on Don and went to great lengths to get his attention but, once I understood the situation, I moved on.With Hank, things were different. He was attractive, wealthy, and single, and it seemed like he was looking for a partner. I was determined to make sure he only had eyes for me.Despite Nora's apparent lack of interest, I wanted to make it clear that
Molly’s POV“Kitty, I love you." That was what my husband confessed when we were making love last night. Romantic, right? Except that my name isn’t Kitty. "Who is Kitty?" I asked him in his drunken state. My arms froze around his body.He never called me that before.Wesley hardly came home after our honeymoon, blaming it on work. Sometimes, I would see him once a month, but if I was lucky, twice.Last night was one of those times when I tried to get some intimacy from him because, after our wedding night approximately a year and a half ago, he never initiated it. I knew that alcohol could give people the courage to do or say things they wouldn't normally entertain, so when he pushed me onto our bed, I was beyond ecstasy.As an orphan, my husband was my everything, and I gave him my all. My love, affection, assets, and everything that defines me. He accepted me at my darkest point in life, and I had sworn to love him my whole life.I don’t know if I was being insecure, but when the
Molly“Daddy, daddy!" A little boy of around four years, looking exactly like my husband, ran to his side. Gasps erupted around the room, and I could feel the stunned silence enveloping us like a thick fog. Guests exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions morphing from curiosity to disbelief.Not only that, the mansion my husband claimed to build for me had pictures of himself and a woman displayed everywhere. Intimate photos that caused the gazes of these strangers to pin on me.I must have endured a lot of shame in my life but for a husband welcoming me into a house he claimed to build for me on our anniversary day having these kinds of pictures, I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself in it, the disgrace, causing my knees to wobble.A cold realization hit me. I was the one who came between them. We got married after two months of dating, so I knew Wesley for exactly two years and two months, whereas he had a son who was over three.I did not get the chance to stabilize myself
Molly's POV“Molly. Molly Campbell," a female voice yelled my maiden name right at the entrance. I turned around, about to leave, but she caught up to me and held me by the shoulder."Molly, where have you been?" She asked, warmth and relief resonating from her. However, I had faced too much betrayal to trust anyone or believe that she genuinely cared.What if she was there to mock me like the others before? "It’s nothing. I have to go," I turned to leave, but she blocked my path.Our eyes met, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. Yet, she still comforted me."It’s okay. I can give you a shoulder to lean on. You can’t be coming here alone at this hour for no reason. We weren’t exactly friends, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care or believe in the rumors."Nora was one of my backup singers by then, and her care broke me into pieces. What I so desired from family, I was getting from a stranger I never cared much about before."All I want is something to ease the pain. Do you have any ha
I woke up in a strange luxurious room with a painful headache. As if that was not enough, a man was in the bed with me.Remembering the events of last night was a complete disaster, increasing the pain in my head so I sneaked out of bed, my heart heavy with fear making me wonder why my life always turned out like this.Why was there so much pain in my life? This reminded me so much of what happened four years ago, I did not want it to happen again.His face was buried in the pillow, but my heart rate was already uncontrollable. What if he was somebody’s husband like my former producer? How could I have allowed this to happen again?I cursed myself internally, hating the fact that I had been foolish twice because of a strong drink. Checking myself, I knew there hadn’t been any form of intercourse, except that this time, my clothes had been changed.Where do I begin searching for them, including my diamond necklace? That was a gift from my mother. Those two men, I wondered what happened
“I want you to be my son’s nanny, and in return, I will help you regain all that you lost," Giovanni proposed casually, but for a moment, my heart seemed to stop beating.I felt numb as his words registered in my mind. Giovanni had a son? Was this some kind of joke?Summoning my courage, I locked eyes with him. It was evident from his expression that he was serious about having a son.He had left me for another woman, and now he was asking me to be his son’s nanny. What an insult.I couldn't shake the feeling of being foolish. Wesley had a son with my younger sister behind my back, and now my high school sweetheart was offering me a job as his son’s nanny."Where is your son’s mother?" I inquired, and he responded with a cold tone, his back turned to me."That's not your concern. So, will you accept the offer or not?"I couldn't understand why I felt so hurt. I didn't want anything to do with him, but the way he had left me for another woman stung.A bitter smile tugged at my lips as a
“My house is spacious, you can live in one of the spare rooms." Giovanni said in a way like it was the most natural thing to say.What exactly did he want here? Why the hell would he have , his ex living under the same roof as his current wife? Was he out of his mind?"Why is that?" I inquired, wondering where this was heading. “Roger needs a lot of attention, especially at night,” he stated as I nodded slowly, “To compensate you, I'll provide you with a top divorce lawyer to end your marriage," The idea of finding a lawyer was unwelcome at the moment. I had no intention of going back to Wesley, but my revenge required careful planning, and signing divorce papers didn't seem wise just yet.I needed to strategize on how to reclaim everything before letting him have it all."You don't understand. If I do that, everything will go to Wesley," I explained. Giovanni appeared lost in thought before asking abruptly,"Can I see the divorce papers?"Without hesitation, I opened my email on my
“I assume you haven't read this yet." He tossed the phone aside, his expression inscrutable.The document had been sent to my email last night, but in my current state of mind, I hadn't been able to bring myself to read it."I'm still upset and not ready to do so, which is why I need a lawyer."His expression was stern, but his tone was surprisingly casual as he delivered the news. "Well, Wesley no longer has any properties."I was numb. "What? That can't be true," I protested. Was this some kind of joke? "I personally signed everything over to him."Giovanni reached for the cigarette again, only to drop it once our eyes met, frustration evident in his gaze as he relayed the message."And he transferred everything into his mother's name.""No. That's impossible." My heart raced, my legs feeling weak, but thankfully, I was seated.My stomach churned uncomfortably, Giovanni's words echoing in my mind, his challenging gaze daring me to verify the information in my email if I doubted him.
Marie’s POVAfter Hank took down Wesley’s bodyguards for my sake, I felt drawn to him. Hank was a gentleman, but I had always noticed his cold and distant demeanor when he visited Don over the years.However, when he saved me, I saw a different side of him – one that showed care in his eyes.I soon realized that Hank's attention was focused on Nora, despite my efforts to catch his eye. Don allowed me into the private room because he appreciated my work, but I couldn't ignore the way Hank kept staring at Nora, even when she didn't acknowledge him.Initially, I had a crush on Don and went to great lengths to get his attention but, once I understood the situation, I moved on.With Hank, things were different. He was attractive, wealthy, and single, and it seemed like he was looking for a partner. I was determined to make sure he only had eyes for me.Despite Nora's apparent lack of interest, I wanted to make it clear that
Hank’s POVThe kiss from Nora was subtle, almost like a fairytale, but it left me feeling irritated once I learned her name.Despite her sudden departure, the backup singers didn't bother me again. I half-expected Nora to continue flirting or escalate things, but she didn't.Was I disappointed? I couldn't say for sure. The kiss had bothered me, yet her subsequent ignoring of me left me feeling terrible. I initially thought it might be part of her game, but as the show went on, it became clear she was intentionally avoiding me.There were moments when she seemed to be approaching me, only to veer away at the last minute.I couldn't understand if she was pretending or regretting her actions. It would have been nice for her to acknowledge me, especially considering she was Molly's best friend.Fate brought us to the same booth, but she continued to ignore me, even as we faced each other.Marie's flirtation caught
Molly’s POVWesley’s words echoed in my ears as I reflected on all of Gianni's promises, starting with his vow to reclaim everything for me.It may have taken time, but if things had unfolded quickly, Kiara and Wesley would not have ended up in prison, as I would not have discovered their involvement in my parents' death.Marie was merely a pawn, and for a moment, I almost doubted Gianni. Tears clouded my vision as I clutched Gianni tightly, overwhelmed with happiness. Gianni had retrieved everything that Wesley had stolen from me."I am a mother, Molly. Please reconsider," Kiara pleaded, kneeling before me, but Roger swiftly pulled me away."Don't touch my mother," he warned her, his tone cold and intimidating. "That boy is dangerous," someone in the crowd remarked, eliciting laughter as I addressed Kiara."Wesley's parents are alive. They will take care of your son," I assured her. Wesley interjected, "But you took everything. Those documents are my life."I shook my head, realizing
Molly’s POVThe unexpected kiss between Hank and Nora caught me off guard, and before I could react, Nora had disappeared. Despite the situation, I decided to seize the moment and approached Hank."Looks like you've already caught someone else's eye," I teased, noticing his shy smile and gaze towards Gianni. "It's not what it seems," Hank quickly clarified.Gianni chimed in, "But you seemed to enjoy it," trying to probe further. Hank shook his head, "You've misinterpreted. I was just taken by surprise."Gianni suggested, "Well, it wouldn't hurt to give it a chance. Nora is..." I interjected, "My best friend," hoping to spark Hank's interest, but it fell flat."Molly, I appreciate your attempt to set me up, but I'm not interested. A woman making the first move is a turn-off for me. I hope you understand. Also, shouldn't you be on stage?" Hank's response dashed my hopes, and I regretted orchestrating the situation.Nora suddenly appeared, and I couldn't tell if she overheard Hank's comm
Wesley’s POVIt felt like someone was intentionally trying to undermine me. My dad had come out of a coma, but my business was in turmoil. Initially, my new assistant, Marie, seemed helpful, even suggesting new business ventures.However, I had to transfer all company assets and documents back to my name after Molly's departure. I wanted to keep her out of the picture, but I couldn't trust Kiara.The business deal fell through, and tensions with Kiara were high due to her desire to control everything. I wanted to transfer the documents back, but they were missing.The CCTV had been tampered with, and only one person knew my movements, so I confronted Marie. "I can't find the company documents," I told her.Marie looked puzzled. "You're the only one with the safe passcode."While I was the only one with access, someone could have discovered it. "They're missing, so you must have taken them.""I didn't," she denied. However, a hacker informed me that the IP address responsible for delet
Nora’s POVToday seemed perfect until I ruined it. What was I thinking? The show exceeded my expectations, and my excitement was boundless.Then he walked in, looking like he stepped out of a fashion magazine, wearing the same T-shirt as Don and Roger.It was the first time a man had this effect on me since my painful breakup, when I swore off dating. I felt ashamed of my feelings and jealous when my colleagues flirted with him.I wished I could take back my words and actions. Who was I to claim him as mine or kiss him? It was uncivil, and Molly and Don saw me. I should go back and apologize.After calming down and preparing to apologize, the restroom door opened, and guess who walked in? "I saw what you did, and I can help you get that man," the shameless woman said. I stared at her."What are you doing here? Aren't you ashamed that you're no longer famous and don't belong here? Everyone is here because of Molly." Despite how Molly had treated her, she still had the audacity to show
Hank’s POVLife's lessons were difficult to learn. Some jobs pay well but come with serious sacrifices. Do I regret it? Yes.Throughout my life, I searched for Molly, unable to get over her. However, I came to realize that if it weren't for my job, I might have found her before she started dating Gio.Life seemed to treat me unfairly, leading me to a job that I thought aligned with my soul. Initially, I felt fulfilled as it allowed me to seek revenge on those who had wronged me.I was adamant about not letting any woman into my life, but when I met Molly, she reminded me of the girl who once made me smile. At that moment, I knew it was too late to nurture the seed she had planted in my heart, but I found solace in Gio making her happy.Despite my initial reservations, I decided to open my heart. During the brief time I used to test Octavia, I found myself drawn to her. Unfortunately, she did not give me the opportunity to show her the happiness I could provide.It was evident that she
Molly’s POVEver since reuniting with Gianni, my life has changed drastically. I never imagined a woman could have it all – wealth, strength, love, family, and fame. Everything seemed like a dream from my days of popularity.Despite my busy schedule, working with professionals allowed me to spend more time with Gianni and Roger. They both started learning how to cook, and this morning, they surprised me with breakfast before I left the house to prepare for the day.Everything was perfect, except for what I desired most – to become Gianni's wife. Even after the storm had passed, he hadn't proposed, nor had he mentioned anything about my family's company.Knowing that everything important to me was equally important to him, I decided to give him time.Upon arriving at the theatre's changing room, I decided to rehearse a few lines with my backup singers. I had a surprise song in mind dedicated to Roger, expressing my love for him.He was my source of peace and joy, and I wanted him to kn
Octavia’s POVI always knew Vanni was unbeatable, and after witnessing the relationship between him, Molly, and my son Roger, I understood they were in love.My selfishness cost me my son, but it was okay because he was happy. However, the emptiness in my heart compelled me to live far from them until I had grown accustomed to my loss.Thankfully, my training in recent days had toughened me, and I was prepared to explore the world in search of true love for myself.What I didn’t expect was Hank’s unexpected request as he stared at me strangely. “Convince her to go out on a date with me,” he told Vanni, leaving me shocked.He had never shown any interest in me before, making his request seem absurd.“Hank?” I questioned.“I’m asking Gio, not you,” he responded flatly. I looked at Vanni for a response, and he replied, “Why do you need my permission? She’s right there to answer for herself, and I need a shower.”The bodyguards had already begun cleaning up, and Roger looked sleepy as Van