Third Person’s POV “Jordan, baby, I’m so happy we got married. You’ve made me the happiest woman alive. I love you to the moon and back.” Fiona’s voice came out in whispers. She poured some wine into Jordan’s glass and took a seat on his lap. They had arrived at Flamingo 5-star hotel earlier and Fiona had made it her mission to have her husband all to herself throughout their honeymoon. She had instructed for the room to be decorated in a beautiful valentine red theme. Petals of rose flowers littered everywhere. A sweet melody welcomed them as she twirled around, embracing the feeling of being married to the one and only Jordan Denver.It had been hours since they arrived, and Jordan not wanting to disappoint his wife, joined her for drinks “Fiona, I think we should go to bed now. My eyes feel heavy already.” Jordan said as he sinker further into the couch, signaling he had enough to drink. Fiona stood and positioned herself properly so she could face Jordan. She spread her legs n
Ella’s POV “You with the enormous belly, you have a visitor.” The bald-headed guard said as he opened up the gates. I hope it’s Maya. She must have some good news for me today. I followed the guard to the visiting room and for a second I wish they could let me go so I actually kill someone. Then they can lock me up for real this time. Fiona stood there with a smirk on her face. “What a bitch,” I muttered before taking a seat. She waved her left hand at me through the glass, purposely showing me the ring on her finger. So Jordan married her. I had made up my mind never to care about any of them ever again, but this hurt me more than anything else. She was happily married to the father of my child. “Hi looser, I can see you’ll be due soon. I hope they’re giving you preferential treatment here, because if they’re not, then that’s absolutely wrong.” She pouted her lip in mockery. “Why are you here Fiona? I don’t think places like this fit your personality. But me, I’m used to t
Ella’s POV “My father?” My eyes spread wide open, ready to pop out of their sockets. I didn’t have a father. In fact, I had never seen my father. I considered him dead. All this while he didn’t show up and now he does? “Ella, let’s go now. This man doesn’t look like someone who waits for people,” Officer Barrett said as we walked down the halls. What did he mean by that? And how the fuck do I have a father? “This isn’t the usual visitation room. Where are we going to?” I asked, realizing the strange path we had taken. “Just come.” He shrugged. We soon arrived a private room filled with chairs and beautiful curtains. Looked like lots of meetings were held here. Officer Barrett unlocked the cuffs on my hand and walked away. That’s when I noticed a grey-headed man. He had his back turned as he faced the vast windows of the room. “You know Isabella, I had never thought for once I’ll get to learn about you.” The man said in a baritone voice that sent shivers down my spine. Wha
Ella’s POV The airport was unlike anything I had ever seen, but I barely had time to process it. My so-called father moved with the efficiency of a man who controlled everything in his orbit. The moment we arrived, two sleek black SUVs pulled up to the private terminal. Uniformed staff greeted him with reverence, bowing slightly as he passed. “Is this even real?” I whispered to Maya, who walked beside me, her eyes as wide as mine. She shook her head, her voice hushed. “Ella, I think your dad is a freaking billionaire.” Billionaire? That word didn’t even scratch the surface. We stepped inside the private terminal, a place dripping with elegance. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, polished marble floors reflected every step we took, and the walls were lined with rare art pieces. A steward handed us champagne flutes, but I was too dazed to take a sip. “Let’s go,” my father said, his voice calm but commanding. He gestured toward a jet parked just outside. It wasn’t
Ella’s POV “Girl, what the fuck just happened today? I mean like where’s this man from? How is he your long-lost dad who abandoned you? Explain this to me because if that’s how kidnappings happen, I might as well thank my kidnappers for saving me.” Maya’s question caught me off guard and before I knew it, we were both laughing. We had gone around the room earlier and it was magical. Nothing compared to this, and I had seen and watched magical movies before. This was simply amazing. The room had a walk-in closet that felt like stepping in to a high end boutique than a personal space. Maya moved closer to me at the edge of the queen size family bed. “When we go clubbing, I’m wearing the champagne velvet dress we saw back there. Remember, I asked early.” She winked. I let out a little chuckle. “How sure are we this man is even related to me? It may be a mistake and we’d be thrown out in minutes. It’s better we don’t get too comfortable. It'll be difficult to leave later on.
Ella’s POV “Isabella, I have the letter here. In that letter your mum wrote about being in love with me as well and she planned on following me back to London but got threatened by my mum.” He said handing me the letter now. This can’t be true, can it? He’s probably just making all this up. My brain buzzed with a series of questions as I looked at the letter in front of me written in Mrs Rose’s handwriting. He stood up and walked towards the window. “You see Isabella, my mum, your grandmother Nancy didn’t like my relationship with Bella. She hated the fact I had to mix myself up with a nobody as she called it. And she had me betrothed here in London without my knowledge.” “The day before we were to travel, mum visited Bella at Mrs Rose’s laundry shop. According to the letter, she physically hurt your mum, and told her to stay away from me if she wanted to see the break of dawn. Bella had explained to my mum she was pregnant for me, but your grandma rejected you. Bella feared
Ella’s POV I discovered in a single day that my father hadn’t abandoned me, my mother may not have run away, my grandmother rejected me, and that Maya’s parents were killed. What the actual fuck! “Maya, I’m sorry, but you need to know this as well. It’ll be unfair for me not to treat the woman who has always been there for my daughter as family.” Dad said as he folded his arms on his chest. “Excuse me, Mr Hart, so what you’re saying is, my drunk and substance misuse of a mother didn’t leave me? And my gambler of a father, too? Oh wow? Although I had so much pain and hatred for them in my heart, I thought I felt nothing for them, but this actually hurts me.” Maya said. I brought her in for a hug, not wanting to let go of my dear friend. I know she can be very tough, but right now I could see the hurt in her eyes. We weren’t so different after all. Our parents didn’t willingly leave us behind. One circumstance led to another and I’m happy my dad had found me. “This is where i
Jordan’s POV “I’m pregnant, babe. Here are the test results. You’re going to be a dad,” Fiona announced as she stomped her hands together in brief cheers. This must be a joke, right? Not like I don’t want a kid, but how? When did we… ? “You don’t look happy about this, Jordan.” Fiona snapped a finger in my face. “Of course I’m happy. I’m going to be a dad. That’s great Fiona. I think we should go over to mum’s and have a little celebration,” I said, trying to calm her down. It’s been two months since we got married, and the path has been rough. So how a baby came about. I can’t seem to wrap my head around it. I needed to ask, just to be sure. I’m not certain Fiona is unfaithful to me and I’m no saint either, but I had my doubts. “Fiona quick question. Was it the night we…?” I didn’t finish, and she cut me off. "You can’t be serious right now, Jordan, can you? We fucking had sex at your office the day I met you drinking. Remember? I brought you home, and we continued.” Wel
Jess’s POVOnly the unlucky get attacked on the night of their honeymoon, and it turned out I was one of those unlucky ones.I struggled to pry my eyes open, and it felt like they’d been closed for eternity. My body felt paralyzed, and my head throbbed a lot. Once I finally got my eyes to open, I turned my neck slowly to look around me, but there was no one.This place sure wasn’t my home. The house looked like it had been made strictly out of bamboo. “Where am I?” I murmured, trying to wake up from the painful bed I had been laying on, but I noticed footsteps approaching, and I pretended to be asleep. What if they were bad people and wanted to hurt me? I had to be careful. “Maria!” I heard a female voice yell, and some more footsteps approached.“Yes, Mum?”I struggled to peep and found a younger lady; she looked about 18 years old.“I was finally able to get us some newspapers. Now look at this woman in the picture; doesn’t she look like this lady we saved?” The woman asked, and th
Jordan’s POVThe drive back home was long and silent. I had shut my mind away from any sound and let my thoughts swirl around. It was pretty late, and I was certain Andrea should have been sleeping, so I didn’t bother to check. I went straight ahead to find John. I made it inside, and Miss Anna was in the kitchen as usual. I wondered if this woman ever got to take time off for herself and just stop standing there always. She noticed my presence and turned to me immediately with a smile. “Good evening, Mr. Denver,” she bowed and greeted, but I shrugged, and her smile faded fast. “Where are Jerome and John?” I asked in a calm but stern tone. “They’re by the pool, sir, having a drink,” she replied, her voice shaky. I turned on my heel without so much as a thank you and made my way to the pool area. John and Jerome seemed to be having a great discussion. I could tell from how loud their laughter was as I approached them. Why does everyone find it so fucking easy to move on from the d
Jordan’s POV“Jess!”“Jess!”“Bye, Jordan, please take care of yourself and Andrea, that’s my only wish,” Jess sobbed, standing before me in the white, silky nightgown she wore on the night of the explosion, but it was messed up with blood stains.“Don’t tell me goodbye, Jess. Andrea’s waiting for you, and I am too. Please stay, my love,” I wailed, but she began to disappear into the darkness.“I love you, Jordan. I’ll always love you,” she yelled and disappeared completely. I had tried to grab her hand, but she was gone. The woman I loved so much was gone.“No, Jess, I love you. Please don’t leave me,” I cried, tossing and turning, sweat dripping down my face faster than a water slide. I dug my fingers into the sheets and held on tight, as if doing that would make her appear again.I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Boss…” the voice came, but my eyes refused to cooperate. “Boss, it’s me, John,” the voice came again, this time shaking me with more force.“Jess!” I kept yelling as the tear
Jess’s POVThe night breeze blew Jess’s hair in the right direction as I wrapped my hands around her waist from behind, my head buried in her neck. We had chosen to spend our honeymoon enjoying the sweetness of nature, and I must say it was the best decision.“This is incredible,” she whispered, turning her face slightly behind to meet mine.I grinned, pulling her tighter. “Only the best for my wife,” I said, my voice laced with affection. I kissed her cheeks softly. “It’s only the beginning of a good life, Mrs. Denver.”The evening went on smoothly as we dined under the stars on the upper deck. The candlelights flickered between us, and the sound of the stream brought out sweet melodies.After dinner, we had an intense lovemaking session until Jess could no longer feel her body move. Her tiredness made me chuckle as I covered her up in some sheets and made my way outside to enjoy the rest of the night. But as I stepped out of the door leading to the upper deck, I felt a cold metal po
Third Person’s POVJordan’s fear about the message he received in Vegas lingered. Even as they returned to Evergreen, and right up till today, their wedding day, it haunted him. As he dressed up in his impeccable suit, Jordan and Jerome stood behind him with grins on their faces. Jordan turned around to face them as Jerome pretended to make crying noises. “I can’t believe he’s all grown up,” he teased, and they burst into laughter.Jordan stretched out his hands as they helped him with his cufflinks. “John, what did Officer Benette say about the messages I’ve been receiving?” he asked as a frown settled on his face.“He’s suspecting it to be from Jake and his twin. He said it could be they’re trying to scare you, but they have everything under control,” Jerome assured him, but it didn’t ease Jordan’s mind.Since their trip to Vegas a month ago, he had received five unsettling text messages from the same number—both freaky messages and death threats—and he had successfully hidden all
Chapter 101Jordan’s POVEver looked at one woman and imagined spending your forever with her? That’s exactly how I looked at Jess as I slipped the ring onto her finger. When she said yes—which I already knew she would—it made me the happiest man, both alive and dead.“I love you, Jordan Denver,” she whispered as we graced the dance floor with our skills. The Vegas moonlight shone brightly on us as she held on to me tightly.Her dad, John, Linda, Jerome, and Andrea all had their eyes glued to us with wide grins on their faces as we slowly danced on the terrace. Jess had cried over a million times, and it almost felt like she was in pain, but it was all tears of joy.We had been through so much already, but fate made a way for us to fall back into each other’s arms. Despite Fiona’s attempts and many more, we surpassed everything. Staring right now at the family I have—which I never did before—I’m grateful. This was my best birthday gift ever.The night went on as we all made it to our
Jess’s POVIt had been 1 year since the announcement of Fiona’s death. The day Jordan had broken the news, I felt a mixture of anger, sadness, and satisfaction all at once.Angry because she didn’t suffer for all her crimes, sad because I had just found out she was my sister, and satisfaction because I could finally live peacefully without having to look over my shoulders.“Fiona’s dead,” Jordan had said, and everywhere went dead silent as I almost choked on the glass of water given to me by Chu.“How’s that possible?” Dad asked as Jordan’s hold on his cellphone tightened.“She tried to escape. Her brothers managed to bust her out from jail, but during a police chase, the car she had been riding in exploded while her brothers sped off in their own car, leaving her behind. The body was badly burnt up, and the clothes she had been wearing turned to ash,” Jordan explained as he turned his gaze away from me.It was understandable he had to feel a bit hurt because Fiona was the only thing
Jess’s POVMy breath hitched uncontrollably as Mrs. Mei kept talking. I could never have imagined the trauma and pain my mother went through. Yet, all I could think of is how she left me one day, saying she was going to get food, and she never returned.Dad finally came back inside, with Will following behind him as we braced ourselves for the confession of Mrs. Mei. I had tried so hard not to cry, but hearing your mother being locked up for years until her last breath is the hardest thing to deal with, especially after losing your best friend not so long ago to monsters like Fiona.“I’m sorry, Isabella, please forgive me. The first day I discovered what my job would be, I tried going to the police twice, but each time I stepped foot inside that cell, something bad happened. They were always watching me. They even killed Chu’s mum because I had tried to escape. I lost all hope and did what they asked me to.” Mrs. Mei kept explaining, and I could see the hurt the Baxters must have caus
Third Person’s POVJordan, Jess, and Dominic all traveled together to Hong Kong with Will and Ken. They had traveled in Dominic’s private jet earlier that morning, leaving behind Andrea with Miss Anna and a ton of guards to watch over the house at all times.Jess had insisted they carry her along, but it was too dangerous even for her, and even more dangerous for Andrea, so she let it go and they tripled security back at her penthouse.They had been in the air for some hours now as she slept peacefully on Jordan’s shoulder, but he stayed awake, thinking if he blinked even for a second something might take Jess away. All he had been doing was watching her sleep.Dominic, on the other hand, watched the both of them, and it reminded him of his Bella. Yesterday, when the news had been broken to him, he had held it in so much, trying not to break down in front of his daughter, but when he got back into his room, he let the tears flow. He mourned his one true love, the woman who made him st