Molly’s POV Gianni did not explain matters to me. When I mentioned his wife, I expected him to tell me the reason why he couldn’t go with her when I knew he had been with her throughout the weekend.Being labeled a home wrecker before was not something I was proud of, so I thought it best to protect myself by keeping a distance from married men, though I never saw a ring on Gianni’s finger. All he said was for me to accompany him to a dinner as if I was an escort, so I refused.If he had mentioned it was work-related, then I would have thought about it or even considered it, but I guess it was too late to take the offer because a replacement was right in front of him.“Agatha, you will escort me to dinner tonight. All expenses will be taken care of.”I saw the way Agatha beamed at Gianni’s request as if it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Yes, sir, I will work faster," Agatha exclaimed, about to leave when a female voice interrupted her."Why should she accompany you w
Molly’s POV“What if I have a tiny bit of information about Don Black? Will you still go alone?”Gianni turned to face her and, as if contemplating something, responded casually. “Let’s talk in my office.”The excitement in her eyes was infectious, but as she stared at me, her gaze turned dark.It seemed to me that Gianni was surrounded by strange people, but as he reached the door, what he said caused me to freeze.“Agatha, Nicole would be my secretary, but you shall be Molly’s secretary.”“What?” It wasn’t Agatha but rather Nicole who exclaimed in shock. I was just as confused, not knowing what job I was going to do that would require a secretary.“Gianni…” I was about to say, but he had already left. I guess I had bruised his ego by refusing to attend whatever dinner both women wanted to go to.I didn’t see Gianni again after that, but he sent me a text message: ‘Your corporate email has been activated. I will send some documents, and Agatha can help with them. If you don’t underst
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
Molly’s POV“What if I have a tiny bit of information about Don Black? Will you still go alone?”Gianni turned to face her and, as if contemplating something, responded casually. “Let’s talk in my office.”The excitement in her eyes was infectious, but as she stared at me, her gaze turned dark.It seemed to me that Gianni was surrounded by strange people, but as he reached the door, what he said caused me to freeze.“Agatha, Nicole would be my secretary, but you shall be Molly’s secretary.”“What?” It wasn’t Agatha but rather Nicole who exclaimed in shock. I was just as confused, not knowing what job I was going to do that would require a secretary.“Gianni…” I was about to say, but he had already left. I guess I had bruised his ego by refusing to attend whatever dinner both women wanted to go to.I didn’t see Gianni again after that, but he sent me a text message: ‘Your corporate email has been activated. I will send some documents, and Agatha can help with them. If you don’t underst
Molly’s POV Gianni did not explain matters to me. When I mentioned his wife, I expected him to tell me the reason why he couldn’t go with her when I knew he had been with her throughout the weekend.Being labeled a home wrecker before was not something I was proud of, so I thought it best to protect myself by keeping a distance from married men, though I never saw a ring on Gianni’s finger. All he said was for me to accompany him to a dinner as if I was an escort, so I refused.If he had mentioned it was work-related, then I would have thought about it or even considered it, but I guess it was too late to take the offer because a replacement was right in front of him.“Agatha, you will escort me to dinner tonight. All expenses will be taken care of.”I saw the way Agatha beamed at Gianni’s request as if it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Yes, sir, I will work faster," Agatha exclaimed, about to leave when a female voice interrupted her."Why should she accompany you w
Giovanni’s POVAs I was about to take off on my private jet, my phone rang. Expecting it to be Hank with a possible emergency involving Roger, I answered the call.“Gio, I heard Don Black is having dinner at Haze restaurant tonight.”The news piqued my interest, even though I didn’t know the man’s identity I was searching for. I had a hunch that certain characteristics might give him away, so I decided to take the bait.Also, the fact that he had eyes on Molly made her the perfect candidate to go with.“Great. I hope he doesn’t disguise himself.”“I hope so too,” Hank replied before I ended the call. Upon reaching the office, I was eager to check on Molly. I hadn’t informed her before leaving because I didn’t want to ruin her sleep but she hadn’t called during my absence.I secretly hoped she would have reached out to me or inquired about the missing maids, but that didn’t happen. I assumed Jace must have provided her with satisfactory answers, but I expected her to be waiting for me
Molly’s POVIt was very strange how the atmosphere around the mansion changed the moment Gianna walked in.The maids walked on eggshells, as if they hadn't been mocking me earlier, but Gianni was not alone.He was accompanied by a tall man dressed in black. With Gianni in all white, there was a stark contrast between the two men.“Molly, meet Hank, my best friend,” Gianna said. I was stunned, perhaps because Hank was dressed casually in a leather jacket.I never met any of Gianni’s family members when we dated and also not his best friend but I was glad to meet someone close to him now.However, Hank’s gaze was piercing, as if he were peering into my soul. It reminded me of the intense gaze Gianni would give me when he was upset.Upon seeing Hank, Roger rushed to embrace him, making me yearn for a similar bond with him.Roger seemed to connect better with his father's best friend than even with his father.“How are you, big boy?” Hank asked as he lifted Roger into his arms. The excite
“Boss, Roger is making things difficult for her, scaring her with his pets and the maids...""What did the maids do?" I was furious at this point. Roger may be different, but the maids are my employees and should not be causing trouble."They believe she can't handle her job and is using Roger to get your attention.""Did they mistreat her in any way?"Jace hesitated for a moment before hurriedly responding, "I have to go. I think Roger is causing trouble again."I didn't stop him, knowing he needed to be there for Molly, and turned to Hank. "Please drive. I want to check the surveillance cameras at home."Despite his love for expensive cars, it was a mistake to ask Hank, as he was already behind the wheel."Who is causing problems?" he inquired as he accelerated. I watched the surveillance cameras closely as I updated him."Roger has taken a dislike to Molly.""That's understandable, but he will outgrow it soon. None of us can force him to like her."His response was not encouraging,
Giovanni’s POV"What if I told you Wesley is asking for help to reach Molly?"The question shocked me for a second. “What?” Wesley was smart, but I never expected it to reach this level, and the more Hank explained, the more uneasy I felt.Being a spy and an assassin, this was his job, so I wasn’t the least surprised.“From the look of it, he either loves or hates her too much.”I respected Wesley before, especially when I heard that he married Molly after the scandal after everything I witnessed, no.If only I knew Don Black’s location. All his partners have worked with him through his bodyguards.“I want a strategy to take him down. Wesley isn’t a problem.”“But if he’s partnering, then he’s going to use Molly’s money to pay for some things, right?” Hank asked. I wasn’t ready for this.There was already a lot of things going on with my clubs and loaning organizations, but then an idea came to mind.“What about I take back Molly’s money from him bit by bit?”Hank smiled, but there wa
Giovanni’s POV“I don’t have all day, Eleonor.” I was running out of patience when I saw her wasting time at the door.As she entered the office, I quickly warned her. “Don’t ever dress like this to my office again.”She knew perfectly well that her services weren’t needed in my office and should have dressed more appropriately but rather, she looked confused and asked me, “But Don, you never complained before.”I decided to clarify, “Point of correction, don’t come to my office unless summoned.”It was better that way because I didn’t invite her. I knew she might be wondering why I suddenly began giving her rules, but the reason was that Molly was starting work, and I didn’t want her to get any ideas.Until she recovered everything Wesley stole from her, she needed peace of mind to focus on her work.“Okay, I’m sorry, but you haven’t been answering my calls, so I came to check. I have some new girls, and as usual, we wear masks, so you won’t know them, and they won’t know you. Your s
Molly’s POVThe atmosphere in the mansion shifted whenever Gianni was absent. Knocking on Roger’s door, I received no response, so I cautiously opened it, only to be met with a wave of fear that gripped my heart.“It’s not a joke, Roger,” I pleaded, feeling vulnerable and at his mercy as I quickly shut the door.“Come in,” his voice called from inside, but as I entered, something suddenly covered my face, causing me to scream in terror. Thankfully, Jace swiftly came to my rescue, removing the spider that had startled me.My heart raced uncontrollably. “Thank you, Jace.”“It’s no problem, ma’am. I’m here to help.”I glanced around at Roger’s chaotic collection of pets, feeling queasy. I hurried to the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach. I hadn’t eaten since breakfast, and the boy had frightened me to the core.This wasn’t the first time, but without Gianni, the house felt menacing, bringing back memories of what Roger had done to me on my first night.“Ma'am, would you like
Molly’s POVI was still reeling from witnessing Gianni's actions earlier. Initially, I was afraid he might end up in jail, but the way the cops looked at him made me wonder why people were so afraid of him.Then there was Wesley, using my money to hire spies. I felt like the few months Gianni stated to get back my assets was too long.As he picked up the intercom, his expression changed, and I wondered what his secretary had told him.“Tell her to wait there,” he instructed, indicating it was a woman. There was always a mysterious air about him when it came to women, including his wife, that he never shared with me.Dropping the intercom, he locked eyes with me. “My bodyguard, Jace, will accompany you to Roger’s school and stay with you until I return.”I felt a sense of relief at the prospect of some time alone but couldn’t shake my curiosity about the woman waiting for him.“Okay, so when can I expect you back?” I asked, unintentionally giving the impression that there was something