Molly’s POV
“You can stay in one of the spare rooms at my place. My house is spacious.” Giovanni said in a way like it was the most natural thing to say.
I was far from ready to stay with my ex-boyfriend. I was too torn, too exhausted to handle the tingling sensations and the sparks his gaze and touch still ignited in me, yet I couldn’t help with it. He looked different now, more mature, and more masculine, even a bit dangerous, and I was afraid of seeing the same boy I once loved beneath it all. That would unearth too many emotions I had long buried.
“I can rent an apartment myself.” I said.
"That would be unnecessary. Plus, seeing what happened today, it would be dangerous for you to live on your own.” Gianni said like there was no space to argue. “Can I see the divorce papers?"
Without hesitation, I opened my email on my phone and handed it to him, but he declined to take the phone.
Instead, he wrote down his email address and instructed me to forward the documents.
After reviewing them, he was about to speak when my phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, I felt a wave of nausea but answered the call, seething,
"What do you want?"
Wesley’s voice remained irritatingly calm, and I braced myself for more hurtful words from his accomplice, who surprisingly wasn't with him this time.
Otherwise, she wouldn't hesitate to hurl insults my way, which I had grown immune to. "I'm just curious where you spent the night."
Memories of the video call with the two men flooded back. Wesley and Kiara had orchestrated it.
The headache I thought had subsided returned with a vengeance, prompting me to massage my temples as I noticed Giovanni's disapproving expression.
I wondered if it was because I had not excused myself before answering the call but since I already did, I continued the conversation like he didn’t exist.
After all, he had moved on after breaking me like I didn’t matter at all.
“Oh, I assumed you had received the video by now.
Did it meet your expectations?" I replied to Wesley's senseless question with a hint of mockery, relishing in his evident frustration.
"Molly, please be cautious. I'm trying to be civil here," Wesley cautioned.
I chuckled in exasperation.
If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be in this predicament.
"Stop pretending. You want me to sign the divorce papers? Don't worry, my lawyer will be in touch," I asserted confidently, having reached an agreement with Gio.
Wesley, engrossed in reviewing the divorce agreement, seemed eager to deliver it to me.
"I can bring it to you," he offered.
I couldn't fathom why he thought I would want to see him again.
"What makes you think I want to see your repulsive face? I might just vomit.
You, Wesley Thompson, disgust me," I retorted.
A chuckle emanated from the other end of the line, but I remained unfazed, except for the unsettling revelation that piqued my curiosity.
"I don't care, but in case you're unaware, the two men sent pictures of the three of you together. I can't reach them. I'm wondering where they are," Wesley disclosed.
Glancing at Giovanni, I pondered what he might have done to those men.
The events leading up to this moment were a blur and my anger towards Wesley for daring to ask intensified.
"Wesley, your audacity astounds me. You have the nerve to inquire about the whereabouts of the two men you sent to assault me?" I seethed.
Our conversation was surreal, and I suspected Wesley hadn't anticipated my response this morning, perhaps waiting for the final sex video.
"Well, we've filed a report with your photo.
Since you were the last to see them, if they don't surface by noon, the police will come looking for you," Wesley revealed his true intentions.
It cringed me to let Gio know how shameless my own husband was to use all sorts of ways to manipulate my life.
But Gio gave me an encouraging nod to go on, which was somehow reassuring.
"Excellent. I look forward to meeting the police.
How do you plan to explain your involvement in their attempted sexual assault on me?"
The silence on the other end of the line was expected, but after a moment, he spoke up again.
"Molly, this is more complicated than you realize.
Let's meet somewhere, anywhere you choose."
I refused to be deceived again, not willing to compromise my safety for him.
"Wesley, you disgust me. Screw you." I ended the call and powered off my phone, unable to block his number until the divorce was finalized.
I couldn't shake off thoughts about the two men and how I ended up in this situation. Only Gio had the answers.
"Gio, what happened to those men? Did you have them arrested?" I wanted justice, but Gio's nonchalant demeanor troubled me.
"I suggest you focus on the divorce proceedings," he said, disappointment evident in his eyes.
Confused, I pressed, "What do you mean?" My heart raced as Gio delivered a shocking revelation.
Molly’s POV“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
Molly’s POVGio looked at me with an indescribable look, and remained silent. Then I knew.Many emotions surged into my heart and I couldn’t tell what they were. Hurt? Angery? Sad? So he had a kid with another woman after abandoning me years ago, and now he offered me to be the nanny of this kid? Was the world joking with me?But I had no place to feel sad. Whether he had a son with another woman has nothing to do with me, and I wouldn't care. I was not here to rekindle anything between us. I was merely using his help to take back what belonged to me and get revenge on Wesley and my evil sister. “Is his mother around? Does she know the relationship between us?” I asked. Not out of jealousy. Just needed to know what situation I put myself into and got prepared. A trace of emotion flashed across his face but disappeared instantly. “No, he only has me.”Well, another poor girl abandoned by him. “Okay. What is his name?” I asked, switching the topic.“Roger Dawson. And he’s four.” Gi
Molly’s POV"Don? What do you mean? Is he some kind of mafia boss?" Those people were known for their ruthless dealings in illegal activities.If Giovanni was involved with them, I needed to find a way to escape quickly, though I couldn't fathom how he could have ended up in such a situation.Nora appeared helpless and fearful, which only fueled my curiosity as she evaded my questions. "Let me find you a dress to change into. They're for emergencies," she said, avoiding my inquiries, much like Gianni. Realizing she might not want to divulge information about Giovanni, I pressed on, considering the possibility of getting involved with the police and needing to defend myself. "What about those men? I saw you enter the room with them. Have they been arrested?" A frustrated smile played on her lips. "Honestly, Molly, I have no idea. Don instructed me to follow him when he carried you out of there. I'm clueless about what his bodyguards did to those guys." Her candid response shed li
Giovanni’s POV I have never been in debt, but I owe a debt of gratitude to Molly Campbell. Despite my efforts, I learned she had moved from Alaska where we last met. Determined to repay her kindness, I was disheartened to hear she had married after the scandal, but I respected her husband. He must truly care for her and be a better person than I. All I wanted was to make amends. She only needed to make a wish, and I would fulfill it. My life was in disarray, and I knew she would never be mine again. However, upon hearing from Nora that she was at the club, old emotions resurfaced, prompting me to leave the executive meeting to find her. Upon arriving at the club, I discovered she was nowhere to be found. My heart sank, realizing that, as in the past, she still had many enemies around her. Molly had once saved my life, yet I had deeply hurt her. All I wanted was to make amends without any conditions. When I met her with those two men, it was clear that someone was pulling the str
Molly’s POVThe temperature in the store changed dramatically when the person blocked Melody’s hand, and I was strangely captivated by his alluring cologne scent.It couldn’t be him, could it? Yes, it was. Gianna was dressed the same way he had left the hotel. I wondered how his white outfit remained spotless.The atmosphere in the store had dropped to zero degrees, and even I shivered at the sound of his voice. "Close the store. No one is allowed to enter or exit," he commanded.I hadn't seen the two men following him clearly last night, but a part of my blurry memory and Nora's mention of his bodyguards began to make sense.Those were the men with him when he rescued me. A part of me wanted to question them about the disappearance of those men, but another part cautioned me not to dare.Punches from Gianni's bodyguards swiftly took down the two security men restraining Nora."Why? We are just following orders," one of the security men cried out, feeling wronged. Gianni pushed Melody
Molly’s POV“Gianni…” I began, but he cut me off, his words cutting through me like daggers.“Don’t. This is how you let people walk all over you. The world isn’t ruled by kindness,” Gianni said coldly, and in that moment, I feared there was no hope left for him.The darkness seemed to have consumed the man who was once my world, and I couldn’t help but wonder if it was that darkness that drove him to disappear without a trace.Get them out of my sight," he ordered, his anger directed solely at me.I had no regrets for intervening in whatever he had planned. Melody and the other attendants were forcefully removed from the shop, their pleas falling on deaf ears."I think they're lucky," a shopper remarked, and I furrowed my brow in confusion.The attendants had just lost their jobs, and yet they were considered fortunate. It wasn't until one of them whispered to the other,"They would have been reported missing." I overheard her hushed words and realized the gravity of the situation.F
Nora’s words kept echoing in my mind even after she had left. “Beware of Don’s secretary.” I wanted to inquire further, but it was impossible without revealing that we were discussing Gianni’s secretary.I could only hope to encounter her again to uncover the details of what she was trying to convey.Gianni graciously opened the car door for me, and I couldn’t help but notice that certain gestures from our past, like him holding the door for me and carrying my bag while shopping, remained unchanged.“Thank you,” I expressed as I settled into the car, taken aback by the expressions on the faces of his bodyguards and secretary.Sir, are you going somewhere?" she asked as he opened the door and prepared to sit down.I was relieved when Molly mentioned that she was Don's secretary, but I couldn't help but notice her awkward demeanor.However, I decided it wasn't my place to dwell on it. "Yes, I'll see you at the office tomorrow. I've already signed everything. Is there anything else?" Gi
Giovanni’s POVI was greatly upset because I never let people like Melody and her friend off the hook.It bothered me that my employee was being mean to a woman who had once saved my life, an ex-girlfriend whom I had promised to help.Despite my determination to declare them missing, Molly somehow prevented me from doing so. I was acting in her best interest, so if she didn’t want it, there wasn’t much I could do about it.Upon returning home, I was surprised to find out that she had Roger in mind.Marie was already aware of my strict rules regarding children's toys, as I wanted to ensure Roger's intellectual development surpassed mine.In the underworld, dangers lurked, and age or innocence did not matter to those who sought to harm us. We lived each day prepared for any threat that may come our way.I provided Roger with books to enhance his cognitive abilities, even though he was only four years old. Roger was exceptionally bright, reading and comprehending fluently by the age of t
Roger’s POVCongratulations to our youngest graduate and Valedictorian, Roger Dawson," the MC announced as the sound of applause filled the air. I walked to the stage to collect my certificate.My schooling was different from most children my age as I received a lot of home tuition and skipped grades due to my exceptionally high IQ and my early interest in creating wealth.When I entered college at the age of twelve, I told my dad that I would graduate by fourteen, and he believed in me. My battle skills were strong, but so was my dedication to education and my career.My dad taught me that the quickest way to make money without physically going to an office was through hacking, but he was unsure if I could balance it with my studies.Driven by my determination to achieve financial success independently, I seized the opportunity at the age of five. By the time I was seven, I had gained a reputation in the cyber market, with my true identity concealed.My code name is 'Terror D2.' I ch
Octavia’s POVMy biggest mistake was rejecting Hank, and although I didn't intentionally send the assassin after Nora, I was saddened to lose Hank to her.Cage mistreated me, but I felt I deserved it. Everything was wrong from the start, but I blindly trusted him and felt relieved when Vanni had him killed.Hank had just gotten engaged, so I believed I still had a chance to win him back by showing him that our past connection was not over.To be close to Hank, I needed to be near Nora. If I stayed with her, I would have the opportunity to see Hank and make my move.Nora was thrilled to be engaged to Hank, and I understood why. Hank wouldn't have looked back if I had intentionally tried to harm her, but now all I wanted was him.Nora made a revealing statement, "I live with Hank, but if he agrees, I don't mind." I knew Hank wouldn't allow me to stay at his place.Perhaps it was the aftermath of the assassin's attack that led Hank to invite Nora to live with him. I needed to be near him
Nora’s POv“Molly, I'm done with Hank. He proposed last night, and we made out, but as soon as Octavia called, he left me," a tear slid down my cheek as I spoke to Molly on the phone.The emotions swirling through me were overwhelming because I had witnessed how Octavia stood by Cage and said hurtful things to Hank, so why would he still care about her?"Nora, you have to trust your man," Molly said calmly. I informed her, "I want to see you.""Okay, I'm home, but Gianni is going out, so I will have a driver pick you up."I didn't refuse the offer since I didn't have any of Hank's car keys. As soon as I reached Molly's mansion, I told her everything the moment I saw her, and she was excited."You are engaged, that's wonderful, but I think it's the reason Gianni left too. He never left me alone after that incident at the hospital," she said. My heart warmed at the fact that Hank was not alone with Octavia.I stayed with Molly and fell asleep until she received news from Gio that they w
Hank’s POVGio, please allow them to answer the question," I said, my voice trembling. Octavia responded, "I don’t know her identity because the assassin would not reveal it to me."It made sense that Octavia wouldn't intentionally target Nora, but I still needed to confirm my suspicions.Cage grinned. "They came for you, but do you think they would still save you if they knew the girl in question?"My heart sank. No wonder Carter didn't know their identities. That was how the transaction was meant to be.Cage likely provided the contract, and Octavia, wanting to keep her identity hidden, offered a better deal for the same target. Carter, in turn, would not disclose the target's identity because she hid it to protect herself.They orchestrated it this way to avoid being traced, even if Carter failed and got caught."Who is she?" I asked again. Cage smiled. "It's Nora, and this woman confessed that the job was done because the assassin told her he was already with her. He never misses
Hank’s POVI desired Nora so much that when she expressed a desire for intimacy, I took the opportunity to propose to her, and she accepted.My joy was overwhelming, and as we spent the night together, I couldn't help but envision her in a wedding gown. I was eager to solidify our relationship quickly, but I didn't want to appear desperate, so I decided to wait a week or two before discussing marriage.Having Nora in my life made everything worthwhile, even leaving my lucrative job. It allowed us the freedom to spend time together whenever we pleased. I looked forward to supporting her business and seeing it flourish beyond her dreams.However, our peaceful morning was unexpectedly disrupted by Octavia."Hank, Vanni has blacklisted me, and I'm in trouble. Cage and his gang are after me. He deceived me. I'm hiding in my basement because I'm injured. He nearly killed me, Hank," Octavia pleaded as I reassured her, "Stay put, I'm on my way."I could track Octavia using her GPS as long as
Nora’s POVThere was nothing creepier than watching Hank take down Carter. I had thought Carter would put up a fight, but it turns out he's only good at harming fragile women like me.Even after it was all over, I found it hard to accept that I had almost died.What if Hank hadn't received my message and tried to call me? I had resisted when he first asked me to move in with him or find another apartment, but not anymore.Clearly, experiences like this were why Molly had toughened up so much. One can't always rely on a savior, so I need to toughen up if I want to be with a man like Hank.No matter what, there would always be dangers surrounding him. When I reached his house, I showered again out of anxiety, hoping the water would wash away my fears.It helped, but seeing Hank in just shorts, his chest exposed and his damp hair, as if he had just showered, a different kind of anxiety took hold of me.Men often walked around shirtless, and it was clear that Hank was the type to sleep in
Hank’s POVAfter Nora refused to vacate her apartment, I discreetly kept an eye on her ever since I spotted Carter in the elevator.Despite the events at Molly and Gio’s wedding, where I respected Nora’s desire to take things slow, I refrained from inviting her to my place and instead ensured her safety in her own apartment.I had been monitoring Carter and confirmed his departure on the day we went to the Island, causing my surveillance on Nora to lapse.As I neared my house, I almost ignored the message beep from my phone but a strong feeling compelled me to check, suspecting it was Nora.However, the call abruptly ended after two rings, signaling a problem.Instinctively, I made a U-turn, realizing that Carter’s sudden presence and the phone going dead were red flags.I didn’t anticipate Carter causing trouble without a contract, ruling out the possibility of him being hired to target Nora. It dawned on me that his actions might be driven by his feelings for her.Upon reaching Nora
Nora’s POVGio, were they responsible for the threatening note?" Hank inquired. Gio nodded. "Yes, they targeted Molly and Roger. When they couldn't reach her due to the tight security, they exploited her health condition."He smiled bitterly and continued, "During our first antenatal visit after our honeymoon, Molly mentioned seeing this boy, but I dismissed it as a hallucination. They have been monitoring her for a long time without success."Now everything made sense, but why did they use Wade? "What about the boy? Why send him?" I asked, and Gio looked saddened."They manipulated him, poisoning his mind. Before I killed Wesley's father for murdering his wife, he hinted that there were more threats coming. I suspect his other two children," he explained.If this young boy could have murderous intentions towards Roger, then his siblings could be even more dangerous. They needed to be located.Gio gazed at Wade with concern evident in his eyes and voice. "I assure you, we will protect
Nora’s POVAfter the wedding, I finally understood why Molly loved Roger so much. He was disciplined, intelligent, and resilient.Inspired by him, I started training alongside himself and Hank every morning until Molly and Gio returned from their honey mon.Roger's dedication to learning also improved my relationship with Hank.For the first time, I felt like a mother figure, caring for a child who was independent and mature beyond his years.Molly then suggested another concert, and I eagerly agreed, putting my business on hold.The final day of the concert took a somber turn when Molly collapsed, but I stepped in to handle the situation, inadvertently gaining some unwanted attention.Despite the incident, Molly's connection with her fans deepened as they showed their support by gathering outside the hospital. Gio, as I now referred to him, helped manage the situation and dispersed the crowd.Although it felt strange to call him Gio, I knew I would eventually get used to it.Each day