~Charlotte "Adam?" I called out, my voice echoing through the empty room. "Are you here?"I searched the room thoroughly, peeking behind the door and into the closet, but there was no sign of him. My heart sank as I realized he wasn't here.Dejected, I turned to leave the room, my footsteps heavy with disappointment.But just as I reached the door, I heard a familiar voice call out to me."Charlotte?" Adam's voice echoed through the hall.I looked up to face Adam, my heart thudding against my chest. But something was off. His usual easy smile was missing, his posture stiff and uncomfortable."Adam?" I asked, my voice small and hesitant. "What's wrong? Why do you look so worried?"He shifted from foot to foot, his eyes darting away from mine. "I, uh...I'm just a little stressed about work," he said, his words tumbling out in a rush. "How have you been?"His sudden change in demeanor set off alarm bells in my head. Something wasn't right.Without another word, Adam brushed past me, his
~AdamAs Charlotte's face crumpled in anguish, my own heart plummeted. "Baby, please," I pleaded with desperation. "Let me explain. I was drunk, I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't mean for any of this to happen."But my words fell on deaf ears. Charlotte's face twisted in rage, her voice cold and hard as ice."You cheated on me," she spat, her words a knife to my heart. "You lied to me, betrayed me, and now you expect me to believe you?"I should have known better," Charlotte snarled, her eyes blazing with fury. "I should have known you were nothing but a liar and a cheater. Well, you can have Eleanor. You deserve each other."She turned her back on me, storming into the bathroom to pack her things."Charlotte, please," I begged, desperation rising in my voice. "Give me a chance to explain. I made a mistake, a terrible mistake, but I love you.Just as Charlotte began shoving clothes into her suitcase, a small voice piped up from the doorway."Daddy?" Ephriam asked, "Daddy, can y
~AdamMy rage boiling over as I hurled insults into the empty air. "Eleanor is crazy," I snarled. "She's lost her damn mind. Get out of my house, you psycho bitch!"Slamming the phone to the ground, I marched towards her, my body trembling with fury. "You need to get the hell out of my house, Eleanor," I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "You're not welcome here.Eleanor smirked, her eyes glinting with malice. "I'm not going anywhere, Adam," she purred, her voice dripping with arrogance. "I'm here to stay, and I'm going to make sure you get married to me no matter what."My blood boiled at her words, my hands balling into fists at my sides. "I'll call the police," I snarled, my face contorted with rage. "I'll have you arrested for trespassing, for harassment.As I stood face to face with Eleanor, ready to explode with rage, a car screeched into the driveway, the sound piercing through the night air."Well, well, look who it is," a voice slurred, and I turned to see Dylan stumble ou
~Charlotte I walked into the dining room, my lips curved into a forced smile as I greeted the men at the table. "Good morning, Adam, Dylan, Albert," I said, my voice cheerful despite the storm raging inside me. "And hello to you too, Ephraim."The men chatted amicably, their words light and airy, but I didn't meet Adam's eyes. The rage and betrayal he had caused still burned hot within me, and I refused to let him see how much he had hurt me."Hey, don't be surprised if I start dating Charlotte again," Dylan smirked, the words dripping with malice. "I mean, Eleanor is carrying Adam's baby now, so I guess I'm free to do whatever I want."The air in the room grew heavy with tension, the atmosphere crackling with the unsaid.Albert, raised his hand, a warning in his gaze. "Enough, Dylan. Not now."Adam's eyes burned with rage, his jaw clenched tight.Suddenly, the sound of high heels clacking across the floor announced the arrival of Eleanor, the unmistakable sound echoing in the tense
~Charlotte A murmur rippled through the room as the man addressed me by my first name. Heads swiveled, glances shot my way, their eyes widening in surprise as they took in my expression."Mrs. Morgan?" the man next to him whispered, the note of disbelief in his voice betrayed by the weight of the title he uttered.He froze, realization dawning on his face as he took in the position of power I held within the company. He swallowed hard, composing himself with a practiced ease."Ah, Mrs.I stood there, rooted to the spot, my gaze locked with him. His eyes met mine, the shock and disbelief in them a mirror of my own.It was like a silent conversation, a dance of emotions conveyed in a single look. The tension in the room thickened, the seconds ticking by like minutes.Then, with a composed nod, the chief accountant broke the spell, gesturing to the chair next to me. "If you don't mind, Mrs. Morgan, shall we proceed with the meeting?"I lifted my chin, my voice firm and unwavering. "This
~CharlotteAt home, the air was heavy with unsaid words, the silence thick and oppressive. Adam sat on the couch, a glass of whiskey in hand, while I poured myself a glass of wine, my movements precise and measured."So," Adam began, his voice laced with subtlety. "What did you think of Noah?" I took a sip of my wine, my expression impassive, my gaze distant. "I didn't think much of him," I replied, my tone cool and disinterested. "Just another employee, another face in the crowd."Liar, my mind screamed. Every fiber of my being was on edge, my nerves frayed like a rope about to snap. But I forced myself to remain calm, to appear disinterested.Adam watched me, his eyes searching for something he couldn't find. "You seemed...tense at the meeting," he ventured, his voice low.I let out a humorless chuckle, my lips curving into a mocking smile. "Tense? Me? Whatever gave you that impression?"Adam leaned forward, his gaze intense. "You know exactly what I mean, Charlotte. You barely spo
~DylanI paced back and forth in my room, my mind racing, my heart pounding. Charlotte was mine, and I would get her back, no matter what it took.Adam thought he was so smart, using her to get back at me. But I was smarter. I knew the truth. Their marriage was a sham, a farce. And now that I knew, I had the power.I stopped pacing, a grin spreading across my face. It had been too long since I'd had her in my arms, too long since I'd tasted her lips.Charlotte. Just the thought of her name sent a shiver through me. She was smart, beautiful, everything Eleanor wasn't.Eleanor. She was nothing but a whore. A distraction. A mistake. She was nothing compared to Charlotte, who had the brains and the beauty to make a man lose his mind.In my mind, I saw Charlotte standing before me, her eyes blazing with the same passion that had first drawn me to her. I imagined running my hands through her hair, feeling the softness of her skin.I had been a fool to let her go, to let her slip through my
~DylanI clutched my cheek, the sting of the blow spreading across my face like fire. Chaos erupted around me as Ashleigh, panic-stricken, scrambled to gather her clothes, her hands shaking and her face drained of color. Her eyes darted toward the figure looming in the doorway.The figure stood there, fist still clenched, his expression cold and unforgiving. It took Ashleigh a moment, but when she recognized him, her eyes widened in horror."Noah!" she gasped, her voice trembling and barely audible. "What are you doing here?" Her eyes were wide with shock and confusion. "I thought you were tied up with work, so I decided to come here by myself."Noah’s face twisted with anger, his eyes burning with intensity. "What am I doing here?" he spat, his voice laced with contempt. "I heard you were at the club alone. I came to keep you company. But I guess you were too busy with "this guy" to even think of me."Ashleigh flinched, guilt and fear written across her face. The air thickened with t
~Adam"Dr. Smith, are you sure about the test?" I asked, my voice quivering with uncertainty. "I'm not trying to question your expertise, but there must be some mistake. I know I'm not the father of Eleanor's baby.""I understand your doubts, Mr. Morgan," Dr. Smith replied patiently. "However, I can assure you that the test was conducted accurately. DNA doesn't lie. I believe there's a chance you might have forgotten an intimate encounter with Eleanor. It might not have been recent, but it did happen."I shook my head, my mind racing."No, no, there's no way. I'm certain I never slept with her after we broke up. I've always been faithful to Charlotte. It just doesn't make sense."Dr. Smith's voice remained calm and professional as he responded. "Sometimes these things are not as clear-cut as we'd like them to be. You might have had a lapse in judgment, or perhaps there could've been a mistake somewhere. Either way, I will have the rest redone as quickly as possible."A sudden knock on
~CharlotteFinally, my eyes landed on the word that changed everything. It was like a punch to the gut, the air leaving my lungs in a painful rush.My fingers loosened as I dropped the document onto the bed, my eyes glued to the words on the page. The results showed a 99% match - the baby was Adam's.I turned to face him, my expression a mix of shock and betrayal."Adam," I whispered, my voice trembling as I searched his face for answers. "What is this?"Adam's face fell, his jaw clenched as he struggled to find the right words. "I'm sorry, Charlotte."I was sure the baby couldn't be mine," Adam insisted, his voice rising in panic as he stepped forward. "Charlotte, please, I haven't been with Eleanor since we broke up. How could I be the father?"My eyes blazed with fury as I remembered that fateful day. "What about the pictures, Adam? The pictures of you and Eleanor in bed? Were those fake, too?"Adam's shoulders sagged, his expression one of defeat and regret. "I didn't want to worr
~CharlotteAs I took a sip of my wine, I turned to face Adam, my heart aching with sympathy for what he had gone through."I'm just glad you're okay," I said, my hand resting on his arm as I spoke. "That was terrifying."Albert chuckled from across the table, his blue eyes twinkling as he shook his head. "I don't know about you, Adam, but I think my heart skipped a few beats last night! When did you make enemies like that?"Adam's face hardened, his jaw clenched as he spoke. I'll have this taken care of, Dad. I won't let this happen again."Albert's smile faded, his eyes filled with concern as he placed his hand on Adam's shoulder. "You take care of it, son. Whatever this is, you fix it. I don't want to lose any of my sons.""Oh wow," Dylan exclaimed as he walked into the dinning room, his voice filled with dramatic flair as he rushed to the table, pulling out a chair and collapsing into it with a theatrical sigh. "I'm starving. That criminal must have injected me with some sort of hu
~AdamThe next morning, my family and I stood outside, our belongings piled into the cars as the sun rose over the ruined house. I turned to take one last look at the damage, my jaw clenched in frustration."This is going to cost a fortune to fix," I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief.With a final glance at the charred remains of our home, I turned and climbed into my car, Charlotte sliding in beside me as we pulled away, the convoy of vehicles slowly disappearing down the road.The convoy of cars pulled away, the sounds of our lives packed into the trunks, as we made our way to the safety of our mansion in the neighboring town."Are you okay?" Charlotte asked, her hand reaching out to rest on mine as she sensed the turmoil inside me.I sighed, turning to look at Charlotte, the worry in her eyes a reflection of my own fears. "I'm not sure," I admitted, my voice heavy with emotion as I squeezed her hand. "But I promise you, I'm going to find out who did this."She nodded, her eyes
~AdamMy eyes fluttered open, my head throbbing as I blinked against the sudden darkness. Confusion and panic gripped me as I realized Charlotte was still unconscious beside me, her body motionless on the floor."Charlotte!" I cried out, my voice raw with fear as I scrambled over to her, shaking her shoulders in a desperate attempt to wake her.She remained still, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths as I pressed my ear against her chest, relief flooding through me as I heard the steady beat of her heart.The house shook once more, and I winced, turning to look back at Charlotte, her body still limp on the floor."You bastard son of Gonzalez," I spat, rage boiling in my veins as I realized that this must be his doing. "I won't let you get away with this, you monster."I raced back to Charlotte's side, lifting her in my arms as another explosion rocked the house, the floorboards splintering and cracking beneath our feet as I carried her towards the window.I felt the house
~ChatlotteI opened my eyes, the soft morning light already streaming through the curtains as I turned to face Charlotte, her sleeping form so peaceful and serene that it made my heart swell with love.I slipped out of bed, eager to start the day and treat Charlotte to a delicious breakfast that would hopefully bring some light to our otherwise darkened lives. As I closed the bedroom door behind me, I thought about the menu for the day, my mind racing with ideas.I made my way downstairs, my feet carrying me towards the kitchen as my mind focused on the ingredients that I would need. It was going to be a surprise for Charlotte, and I wanted it to be perfect.I opened the fridge, my eyes quickly scanning the contents as I pulled out the eggs, bacon, and fresh herbs that I would need. The air was still and quiet, the only sound my own breathing and the soft click of the refrigerator door closing as I laid the ingredients out on the counter.My hands moved quickly and deftly, cracking th
~Charlotte The days since my mother's burial had been a blur, the pain and emptiness that filled my heart so overwhelming that it was all I could do to breathe, to get out of bed each day. I stood at the balcony of our home, my eyes scanning the landscape as the wind rustled through my hair, the chill of the evening air a stark reminder of the numbness that had consumed me. Then, I felt a warmth at my back, a familiar presence that wrapped around me like a protective shield. Adam. He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, his voice soft and concerned. "What are you doing out here, Charlotte?" he asked, his tone filled with worry as he turned me to face him. But I couldn't speak, couldn't find the words to express the grief that weighed down on my heart. Instead, I simply let the tears fall, my body shaking with silent sobs as I let the sorrow consume me. Adam's arms tightened around me, his lips pressing against my forehead as he held me close, offering me the strength that I ne
~AdamWe arrived home from the hospital, the house looming in front of us like a dark and foreboding presence, the pain of Charlotte's mother's passing still fresh in her heart.As we stepped through the front door, Charlotte's gaze swept over the house, taking in the sight of several security guards stationed around the property, their eyes fixed and alert."What's going on?" she asked, her voice a whisper as she turned to face me, her eyes searching my face for answers.I placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, my voice low and reassuring as I spoke."I'll explain everything later, Charlotte," I said, my voice calm and even as I guided her towards the living room. "For now, I just want to make sure you're okay. You've been through enough today."She nodded, her lips pressed into a thin line as she sank down onto the couch, her body shaking as she tried to hold back her tears.As Charlotte sat on the couch, her body shaking with sobs, the door to the living room opened and Dylan steppe
~Adam I strode into Charlotte's office, my mind focused on the day ahead, only to find it empty. She was supposed to be here already, but there was no sign of her. Frowning, I pulled out my phone to call her, but it just kept ringing, no answer. I felt a knot of unease tighten in my gut. I walked back to my office, my mind preoccupied with thoughts of Charlotte's absence. As I settled behind my desk, I heard a knock on the door. I looked up, expecting to see one of my employees, but was met with the sight of Marco standing in the doorway. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes narrowed. "What do you want?" I asked, my voice sharp and demanding. I didn't trust Marco, not after the way he'd betrayed me in the past. Marco took a step forward, his face serious. "Adam, you need to be careful," he said, his voice low and urgent. "Gonzalez's son is out for your blood. He already killed my wife, and he's threatened to come after you and your family." I scoffed, crossing my arms over