NOLANI want to kiss her, her smell envelopes me, everything in me wants to take her in my arms, cup her buttocks and raise her to the desk, and kiss her with the passion I used to kiss her, but I couldn't. Not when I have not been officially separated from Chloe. I could see the desire in her eyes, she wants me just as much as I want her. I paused.“I want this so bad,” I mumbled in a husky tone, fueled by my desire and her willingness.“I want you so bad,” I muttered, her hazel-green eyes piercing through mine. “But Alanna, you deserve more than this, I want to get this right this time,”I slowly loosened my grip on her and gave her a few distance away from me and I glanced at her, hoping she would say something. But she didn't. She said nothing. “You deserve more than what I can offer you now, I am not going to touch you till I am officially separated from Chloe, and start the divorce process,”“I never asked you to divorce Chloe, don't be a fool and get a divorce for the secon
ALANNAToday would be that day I dread so much. I woke up early to dress in a black suit with red lipstick and red stilettos which matched with my red Louis Vuitton handbag. I needed to look my best today.Today is the day my ex-husband drags my ass to court for a custody hearing. It is funny that all the time I had been to court had been because of Nolan. When he and I divorced and when he decided to be the villain and take me the court for the custody of my children.As Angela and I got out of the car, there were a lot of press and reporters waiting at the entrance of the courtroom. The guard I had hired, stretched forth his arms by our side to shield us from their ravishing push to get an answer out of me. I bowed my hair, as the other guard stood in front of us, motioning for us to follow him and we did just that. When we got to the courtroom hallway, a few minutes before the hearing. Nolan stood by the door, he wore a navy blue tuxedo, with white long sleeves and a red tie,
CHAPTER 64 BRADThe doorbell's shrill ring shattered the peaceful silence of my morning. Wiping flour dust off my hands, I trudged towards the door, muttering about who could be visiting at this ungodly hour. Through the peephole, I saw Chloe, a wild look in her usually manicured eyes, practically vibrating on my doorstep.Opening the door, I raised an eyebrow. "Chloe? Everything alright?"She practically barreled into me, nearly knocking me off balance. "Brad, thank God you're here," she gasped, clinging to my arms like a shipwreck survivor."Whoa, slow down there, drama queen," I said gently, ushering her inside. "What's gotten into you?"Chloe practically collapsed onto the couch, her designer purse clattering to the floor. "It's Alanna! And that… and that she-devil of a mother-in-law of mine!""What about them?" I asked, cautiously taking a seat across from her. The last time Chloe mentioned Alanna, it wasn't exactly a friendly conversation.She took a deep breath, her voice trem
ALANNAThe court adjourned its hearing till next week, I would want to spend any other day in court but this is the small price I had to pay to ensure my children don't end up with the Westbrook. Especially knowing that the witch is going for the kill, I would do anything within my power to make sure I don't let her have her way.I was about to exit the courthouse when Nolan caught up with me, it appeared like he had been sprinting when he finally caught up with me, Angela gave me a sly smile.“I will leave you two alone to talk,” she muttered, not waiting for my response, she strode away, leaving me standing there with Nolan. He is staring at me. A look I recognize all too often, a look he had given me so many times. My eyes narrowed, and I veered to face him, “You look beautiful,” he winced and I rolled my eyes.“You are unbelievable, you just dragged me to court and you are here…”I had not finished speaking when he interrupted me, “I told you it was my mother, but clearly, even
NOLANI am keen on winning Alanna back, there is nothing I wouldn't do to change all that happened in the past between us, to change the image of me she has in her head, but there is no such thing as a time machine. All I would just make sure was that for this opportunity I have been given again, no matter how little, I would make sure that history doesn't repeat itself The car swerved left and I was startled back to my reality.“Nolan, I need you to work with me on this one, I can't do it on my own, the better the united front we pose, the more the chances of us to win,” my mother, who must have been speaking for a while when I tuned her out and trailed off finally concluded. I sighed, I didn't want to be having this conversation with my mother now, but I had received a message earlier on while in court from Chloe, she wanted me to meet her at home and talk.I couldn't keep avoiding her, so I had to go home and talk to her. “Nolan, are you even listening to me?” my mother snappe
ALANNAIt was strange to see Lucas here, especially when our first meeting wasn't so glamorous. I mean, he basically acted like a spoilt beat bitching about how his mother is the Vogue lady and how he is the heir. I could also deduce from our first meeting that he didn't really like me, so seeing him seated here in the reception, waiting for me was new.I made my way to my office and then asked my secretary after some minutes to let him in. I sat in anticipation, something tells me that this isn't a friendly visit and I had already had a long day and I was in no mood to put up with more crap from anyone. Moments later, the door creaked open and he walked in with a certain kind of elegance and majestic paddle to his shoulders. He had a sly smile on and his face had a smug look, he moved towards the visitor's chair, and without being asked he sat down. Of course, how arrogant, not even a word of pleasantries. “Good day, Mr. Lucas, is quite a surprise to see you here,” I feig
CHLOEThis was my opportunity, I needed to act fast. Why the fuck is he sleeping.That stupid pharmacist, I asked him for something that would keep the person conscious and not knocked out cold, why the fuck is Nolan Knocked out cold. I needed him awake, I had removed my implant months ago.Nolan wasn't aware that I had gotten one before we got married. I mean I didn't know I would be required to have a kid for me to stay married to him.“Think, Think, Think, Chloe,” I urged myself, I was pacing around the room as a knocked-out Nolan lay on the bed. He was out cold and there was nothing that would wake him up for hours.“You didn't think this through Chloe,” I cursed at myself. Who knew that if he was passed out he wouldn't be able to get hard? I picked up the phone and typed on Google.“How to make a passed-out man hard,” I waited for it to load but nothing was coming up that I had not already done, I had removed his clothes and gotten him naked, and I had stroked him hard.
NOLANNolan you would never change, it is just in your nature to always mess things up.Those words echoed in my ear as I slowly opened my eyes, I was trying to make out my environment. But my head was heavy and beating fast.It felt like a bazooka had hit me and I had landed on a bomb about to detonate. What the hell happened last night? The last coherent memory I had was lunch with Chloe. Late lunch, stretching into the early evening with far too much wine, and… damn it, that's where the gap began.“Let me help you relax,” Chloe had said to me, her hands on my chest, she slowly massaged my neck, why didn't I push her away?Did I push her away? My memory was blurry and I couldn't make out any image of me resisting her advances. Panic clawed its way up my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to force the missing pieces into place, but there was nothing. Just a dizzying emptiness. My breaths hitched, and with a groan, I finally forced my eyes open.Sunlight speared through the
ALANNAStanding at the back of the church, the soft melody of the wedding march echoing through the air. Who would have thought that after everything—after all the pain, the heartbreak, and the betrayal—I would find myself here, about to marry Nolan Westbrook, the man I once believed was the source of all my suffering? Life has a strange way of leading you exactly where you need to be, even when you fight it every step of the way.Pedro, my rock, my father in every way that mattered, stood beside me. He looked at me with pride, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "You ready, Dear?" His voice was steady, but I could hear the emotion behind it.I nodded, feeling my heart swell with gratitude. This was the man who had taken me in, loved me unconditionally, and gave me the family I had always longed for. And now, he was about to walk me down the aisle to start a new chapter of my life.As we began to move forward, the sight before me took my breath away. The church was filled with the peop
NOLAN"Closure doesn't come from forgetting the past but from facing it head-on."The wind blew softly as we stood at Chloe's grave, the air filled with the scent of freshly turned earth and the distant hum of the city. It had taken us a long time to get here, to stand at this place with a sense of peace instead of anger or regret. I looked down at the headstone, its cold surface a stark reminder of all that had happened, all that we had lost and gained.In my arms, little Chloe stirred, her tiny hands grasping at the air. She was so innocent, unaware of the twisted history that brought her into this world. But that was how it would stay. Alanna and I had promised each other that this child, this beautiful little girl, would never know the darkness that shadowed her birth. She would be loved, cherished, and protected from the truth that could shatter her world.Alanna knelt beside the grave, placing a single white rose on the headstone. Her voice was soft, but there was strength in it
ALANNAWhen Lucas stepped out of the shadows, gun in hand, my heart clenched with a fear I hadn’t felt in years. The happiness of moments before—Nolan’s proposal, the promises of a future together—seemed to shatter like glass around us. All I could see was Lucas, his face twisted with rage and pain, his eyes filled with a darkness that sent chills down my spine.It was as if everything we’d gone through, every battle we’d fought, was leading up to this moment. But instead of feeling strong, I felt vulnerable, exposed. Lucas was no longer the boy I once knew. He was a man consumed by hatred, and that hatred was directed at me.“You came into my life and took everything,” Lucas snarled, his voice trembling with barely suppressed anger. “You took my family, you took the only love I had ever known, and now you’ve ruined everything!”I tried to find the right words, something that could reach him, something that could make him see reason. But nothing came. All I could do was stand there, f
ALANNA"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."Shopping with Angela was just the distraction I needed. The weight of everything—Nolan’s court case, the uncertainty of our future—had been pressing down on me like a storm cloud. But here, in the brightly lit aisles, surrounded by the scent of fresh clothes and the chatter of happy customers, I felt lighter. Angela had a way of making even the most mundane tasks feel like an adventure.We wandered through racks of dresses, holding up options and debating the merits of each one. Angela was in the middle of showing me a deep red dress when she suddenly paused, a small smile playing on her lips.“Jake asked me to move in with him.”The words hung in the air between us, and I felt a surge of happiness for her. “He did? That’s amazing, Angela! How do you feel about it?”Angela looked thoughtful, her fingers brushing the fabric of the dress she was holding. “I don’t know. I mean, I love him, and I can see a future with him.
Nolan"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."The courthouse loomed before me, a symbol of the justice I’d been seeking ever since that fateful day. The memories of what Brad had done—of what he’d put my family through—played on a loop in my mind. There was no forgetting the fear in Alanna’s eyes, the sound of the gunshot, the moment when everything nearly ended for us. Today was about more than just a verdict; it was about setting things right, about reclaiming the peace that Brad had stolen from us.As I sat in the courtroom, the weight of the moment settled heavily on my shoulders. This wasn’t just about me. It was about Alanna, about our children, about the future we’d almost lost. I glanced over at Alanna, who was seated beside me. Her hand rested in mine, her grip tight and unyielding. We had come this far together, and we were going to see it through to the end.Mr. Collins, my lawyer, stood and approached the stand where I was seated. He was calm, composed, the
ALANNA“Family isn't just about blood; it's about who stands by you when the world falls apart."As we walked into the restaurant, the warm glow of the lights and the soft hum of conversation made me feel at ease. This place, with its cozy ambiance and inviting atmosphere, was perfect for the first dinner we’d have together as a family—one that finally felt whole. I glanced around at everyone, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It had been a whirlwind of emotions since discovering the truth about my past, and now, here we were, trying to create something new from the ashes of what once was.Nolan squeezed my hand gently as we approached our table. He could sense my nerves and, as always, knew exactly what I needed—a reminder that I wasn’t alone in this. The kids ran ahead, excited to see the menu and all the possibilities it promised. Mrs. Westbrook, who had become such a steady presence in our lives, followed behind them, her eyes twinkling with affection as she watched
ALANNAALANNA*"The truth is like a slow-burning fuse—inevitable and explosive, lighting up the darkest corners of our past."*The air in the room felt heavy, laden with the weight of all the secrets that had been suffocating us for years. Chloe's father sat across from me, his eyes tired and red, as if he had been wrestling with his conscience for a long time. I knew this conversation would change everything, yet I wasn’t prepared for what was coming.For so long, I had lived under the shadow of a truth I didn’t fully understand. I knew that the people I had called my parents weren’t truly mine, but beyond that, there was only darkness—a void that left me feeling lost and incomplete. Today, it seemed, that void was about to be filled.He took a deep breath, as if trying to steady himself for what he was about to reveal. "Alanna, I owe you the truth, even though it's a truth I've buried for far too long. You see, your real parents—they weren’t who you thought they were."I nodded, my
ALANNA“Some truths are too heavy to bear, but they must be carried nonetheless.”The phone rang late in the evening. Nolan and I were curled up on the couch, enjoying a rare moment of peace. When he saw Chloe’s name flash across the screen, he hesitated, the tension immediately creeping back into his shoulders. He glanced at me, his brows furrowed in concern.“I’ll answer,” I offered, knowing that whatever she had to say would weigh on him. He handed me the phone, relief mingled with worry in his eyes.“Hello?” I tried to keep my voice steady, but my mind raced with possibilities. Why was she calling now?“Alanna,” Chloe’s voice was weak, almost unrecognizable. There was an urgency in her tone that sent a chill down my spine. “I’m at the hospital. I need you and Nolan to come… please, it’s important.”Before I could respond, she hung up. I stared at the phone, my mind reeling.“What did she say?” Nolan’s voice broke through my thoughts.“She’s at the hospital. She wants us to come… N
NOLANI don't want this night to end," I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear. The words hung in the air, heavy with meaning and longing. I looked into Alanna's deep blue eyes, and I knew she felt the same way."Then let's not let it end," Alanna whispered back, her fingers trailing down my chest, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. The touch of her hands on my skin sent a shiver of anticipation running through me. I couldn't resist her any longer. I swept her off her feet, carrying her up the stairs to our bedroom, where we could forget about the rest of the world and just be with each other.I couldn't help but think about how far we had come. It wasn't just about the physical connection, though that was incredible. It was about the way she looked at me, the way she touched me, the way she made me feel. I knew that I had found something special with Alanna, something that I never wanted to let go of.I kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth as our bodies pressed t