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ELOISE“Honey! You left your files on my bedside table. I guess they’re important to you.”I picked up the files and headed straight to the living room but didn’t find my husband there.“Ma'am, the boss left early today. He said something about the inauguration ceremony.”“Oh, dang! My miserable memory. I forgot about that.” Today was the inauguration ceremony, the day my husband would finally own the company. He’s been the acting CEO for the past few years. I should have been there for him too!I quickly took a bath and rushed over to GED, the biggest construction company in Italy.However, I was refused entrance to my own husband’s company.“Excuse me?” My brows drew up in confusion.“Sorry, ma’am, but only invited individuals are allowed in,” the security guard apologized.“I know that, but I’m the CEO’s wife. Won’t you be in trouble if the CEO finds out you kept his wife outside? Besides, I need to give him some documents he left at home.”“Don’t be like that, ma’am. The CEO came
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EloiseNo matter how much I felt like unaliving myself, I wasn't going to die just yet. Not without making Damon regret it. Not without dragging every single bit of hair out of that homewrecker's head.I was the only family my father had. His only brother severed ties with him because of me, and I still haven’t figured out the reason.Leaving him alone in this world would break him.The issue with Damon wasn’t in any way because of my family's background. He loved me knowing we almost had nothing. His problem was me. If only I could conceive and give him an heir.The rain suddenly stopped soaking my skin, and when I looked up, Alex was holding an umbrella over my head. I immediately wiped my tears and stood up."How did you know I was here?" I asked, trying to hide the pain in my voice."The news. Your face was all over the television today, and trust me, I'm not the type to care about your fame, but your face didn't look quite happy on TV, and that pissed me off. Pookie, when you're
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ELOISETwenty minutes later, a car pulled up in front of Alex's house. I was sitting outside, waiting beside Alex for Laura to arrive. The screeching sound cleared the rest of the alcohol from my system.I looked up to see Laura stepping out, her long black hair swinging as she hurried towards me. Her face was filled with concern, but there was a familiar hint of frustration in her eyes.When she saw how pale I was, she sighed, clearly feeling sorry for me, but it didn’t stop her from giving me a piece of her mind.“You’re still young and beautiful, Eloise! Damon is so going to regret doing this to you. I promise to make sure of that. It's better you divorce him.” She turned towards Alex and gave a fake giggle. "Hi, Alex. Thank you for not calling me. I've been going around town searching for her.""You are welcome," Alex replied with a smile.Those two never stayed a minute without fighting each other.I shook my head, my heart aching. It felt as if the pain in my heart worsened afte
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ELOISE“What the hell?”“That’s for being a bitch,” she walked away with a grin. *Living daylight psycho!*“Can I help you?” A man offered, but immediately after I removed the strands of hair across my face and pulled back, he zoomed off.I looked around, confused. I wanted to find Laura to clear up my confusion, but she was nowhere to be found. Everyone around me was paired up. I was the only one alone.Shaking off the feeling of isolation, I grabbed another glass of wine. “This will be the last,” I promised myself. I obviously didn’t want to get drunk in this kind of atmosphere.As I sipped the wine slowly, the feeling of wanting to be with someone disappeared, but then came the staggering effect, and I managed not to bump into a man.“Hi, my name’s Lucius,” his voice whispered from behind me. His voice was deep and soothing.I slowly turned around. The man was also wearing a mask, so I couldn’t see his face, but he looked a lot like the guy I’d met earlier.“I don’t think I need yo
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EloiseI suddenly opened my eyes wide to see the mess I'd made. My head was killing me from the effect of the alcohol.But thankfully, the man was gone.I heaved a sigh of relief since I didn’t know how or what I would've done. How the hell was I going to face a stranger now that the alcohol's effect was gone, except for the banging headache?I bit my lips and tiptoed to the corner of the room where I’d started to take my clothes off. I found a box and a note on my handbag, but I was too panicked to check it out. I just shoved everything back inside. Like an expert, I put all my clothes back on and tiptoed out of the room.And out of the hotel.Laura was a bitch.I couldn’t see her car outside where she’d parked it earlier, which meant she’d already left without me.I flagged a cab down to drop me home. Thankfully, I made it just in time; 6:50 a.m., ten minutes before my father would be up. I walked in confidently with my shoes in my hands."Holy moly!" I jumped when I saw my father s
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Eloise*Five years later.*"I’d never go to that party if it weren’t for the upcoming exhibition. Gosh, those people only care about showcasing their money!" My father grumbled at the other end of the phone."Dad, don’t be like that. You need to meet lots of people to broaden your horizon. It’s not just about the money. Besides, you need money as well.""Here you go again! You’ve grown so much that you lecture me about money now. By the way, what have you been munching on?""Nothing, Dad." I stopped chewing and giggled."Nothing? Doesn’t that sound like chips? Have you been skipping your meals because of work?"I smacked my lips. "No, Dad. I didn’t skip any... I mean, not many meals," I stuttered."Not again! I wonder what you’re feeding my grandchildren. I told you that a responsible adult doesn’t skip meals. Who cares if you’ve become one of the best curators if you can’t even feed yourself properly? I’m sure there’s no food there.""There is... I’ll make something once we’re done t
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LucianoI ran a hand through my hair, trying to make sense of the disaster unfolding in front of me. I just couldn’t believe it. I needed to secure this contract today—no, I must secure it today. My mind flashed to the argument I had with my grandfather earlier, my fists clenching at the memory. I’d bragged about proving him wrong, and bringing the two billion contract home. And now, here I was, about to mess it all up."So you’re telling me I’m in the wrong place at the right time?" I said through clenched teeth, my jaw tight with frustration.Her face flushed red, her body tensing at my outburst. "Goodness! I’m sorry. You came to me first. Are you seriously trying to blame me for this mess?" Her arms crossed defensively over her chest. I exhaled sharply and raised a hand "No, no. That’s not what I meant. Let's get out of here. I need to leave now. You shouldn’t worry—I’ll pay for the painting. How much is it?"Her lips pressed into a tight line as she answered, "Two
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LUCIANOI can't possibly impose on a poor international student, and besides, you shouldn't be bringing strangers into your home," I said once we got to Eloise's house. She'd offered to house me until the next day."That should be a thank you, right? Besides, how do you know I'm not from here?"I scoffed. "Your Italian accent is still there. Somehow though."She smacked her lips. "I thought I worked on that already."Once she pushed the door open, three adorably looking children ran out in our direction, and freaking hell, they skipped Eloise to come hug me."Daddy!"I crouched down to my feet. "How come you all look so adorable? Oh my goodness. But too bad, I'm not your daddy." I ran my hand across their heads and hugged them tightly.I felt different. Like starting home wouldn't be entirely bad."You didn't tell me you take care of young children as well, Eloise. You must be working really hard to earn a living," I said once the children gave me a little space."Those are my—""I'm
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BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter seventy-six
The lab coat was a couple of sizes too big, but it didn’t matter. It was all the camouflage I needed. One of the burn ward nurses hadn’t shown up for duty tonight—her car had been disabled, her cell phone stolen—and the other two were run ragged as the hospital searched for staff to fill the void.By the time they managed that, I’d be finished.The lights were too bright for my liking, but there wasn’t much I could do about that. I shoved a pair of tortoise-rimmed glasses onto my nose. Slipping into my role of intern easily, I walked with confidence. The name tag on my lapel and picture were of Carlos Santiago. I figured no one would notice that the image on the card didn’t match my face as I strode with the authority of someone who knew what they were doing. That I belonged.What a joke.I’d never belonged anywhere. Had always been on the outside looking in. Well now I wasn’t only looking, I was fucking pounding on the window.Near the burn ward, I lingered in an alcove, then waited
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. seventy-five
ELOISE I remember this place. The Bentley sped up a narrow, winding street to the summit of Mount Sutro, and my heart leaped as I caught my first glimpse of the house mounted at the most prestigious point on the ridge. Yes, yes, yes! I’d been here before—I was sure of it. Since leaving the hospital, I’d been in a foul mood, but some of that was dissipating as fragments of memory—tickles of my past—flashed behind my eyes. There was a ring… I glanced down at my left hand, frowning. Not the diamonds glittering there, but a simpler band I recalled. And there were other things, too—walking along a beach, riding horses… Yes, yes, yes. Bits and pieces, but still, they were mine. Less than thirty minutes ago, when I’d been wheeled out of the hospital, trepidation had settled deep inside me. Even as Alex helped me into the buttery leather interior of the Bentley, I couldn’t shake the unease curling in my gut. The chauffeur, a massive blond man with a fragmented smile and cold blue eyes,
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Eloise’s POvTwo days later, I was finally getting ready to be released. Dr. Robertson had run every test imaginable, seemed satisfied with the results, and now I was just waiting for the paperwork and a ride. The door to my hospital room creaked open, and a man poked his head inside. “Mrs. Cahill?” he asked. “I’m Detective Paterno. San Francisco Police Department.” My heart plummeted. He stepped inside, dressed in dark slacks with a jacket tossed over a casual shirt. He would be full of questions. Questions I had no answers for. My head was clearer now, but the glimpses I had into my past were like the flame of a lighter running out of fuel—images would spark and sputter, flicker and die, leaving me with nothing. He flashed his badge, and my stomach twisted. “Sorry to bother you here at the hospital,” Paterno apologized. He had a hound-dog face, deep brown eyes, and a solemn, concerned expression. He seemed like a nice enough guy, but I wasn’t buying it. I remembered my dau
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter seventy-Three
DAMONPanic clawed at my throat, suffocating me. I paced the length of the warehouse, my fingers digging into my scalp as I tried to silence the chaos in my head. The room smelled of gunpowder and damp concrete, the flickering overhead lights casting shadows that seemed to grow with my paranoia. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Luciano wasn’t supposed to get this far. He was supposed to be dead. I had spent five years making sure Eloise never remembered what happened that night, five years ensuring the truth stayed buried. And now, in the span of a single day, everything was unraveling. I raked my hands through my hair, my breaths coming in sharp, uneven gasps. He was coming for them. For the kids. For her. No. No, no, no. This couldn’t be happening. The plan had been airtight. Eloise was weak, confused, her body betraying her with exhaustion. She wasn’t supposed to have the strength to question things. She wasn’t supposed to have the will to fight back. I had s
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter seventy- two
ELOISE The silence in the house was unbearable. I sat on the edge of the bed, my arms wrapped around myself, trying to drown out the thoughts swirling in my mind. The moment Luciano had stormed out, taking his men with him, I had felt it—a cold, suffocating fear wrapping around my chest, squeezing until it was impossible to breathe. He had promised me he would bring them back. That he wouldn’t let anything happen to them. But how could I believe that? I had already lost too much. THOSE KIDS WERE THE ONLY ONES THAT ARE NOT LYING TO ME..I had lost my dignity, my freedom, my peace.According to Damon, I had lost five years of my life raising my children alone, believing that I had no one to turn to. And now, in the span of a single night, everything I had fought so hard to protect was crumbling beneath me. I tried to convince myself that Luciano would succeed, that he was strong, that he had always been ruthless when it came to getting what he wanted. But this wasn’t abou
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter seventy-one
Luciano’s POVThe air inside the SUV was thick with tension as we sped toward the abandoned estate. The rhythmic hum of the tires against the road did nothing to quiet the storm raging inside me. My fingers curled tightly around the leather of my seat, my jaw clenched so hard it ached. Every passing second felt like a blade scraping against my skin. My children were out there, scared, alone, and in the hands of a man who had long overstayed his welcome in this world. Damon thought he could take them from me. That I would kneel. That I would break. He was about to learn how wrong he was. Alex sat beside me, double-checking his weapons. His usual cocky smirk was gone, replaced by a sharp, lethal focus. “Scouts say there are at least six men on guard,” he muttered, not looking up. “But they’re sloppy. They’re not expecting an ambush.” I nodded, my mind already running through the attack plan. “We go in fast, silent. No unnecessary casualties.” I exhaled slowly. “But if anyone t
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. chapter seventy
LUCIANOI narrowed my eyes at Laura. Something wasn’t right. My gut twisted, warning me that whatever she wasn’t saying was something I wasn’t going to like. “Laura,” I said, my voice dropping an octave. “Where are the kids?” She opened her mouth, then hesitated. A cold sensation ran down my spine. “I—I left them at the house,” she finally said, but the way she shifted on her feet gave her away. “Alone?” My voice was dangerously low now. “No! Of course not! They’re with the maids.” A sharp knock at the door cut through the thick tension in the room. I turned to glare at whoever was interrupting, but before I could say a word, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I fished it out and froze when I saw the caller ID. Damon.My grip tightened around the device. The entire room went dead silent as if everyone had seen the name pop up on my screen. I didn’t answer. My jaw clenched as I swiped to accept the call and pressed the phone to my ear. “Luciano,” Damon’s voice came thr
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter sixty-nine
LUCIANO“The memory loss is severe,” the doctor explains, his voice calm but firm. “Eloise is experiencing post-traumatic amnesia. It’s common in cases like this, and while some memories may return, there’s no guarantee of full recovery.” His words sit heavy in my chest. I glance toward the bedroom bed, where Eloise sits, staring at her reflection in a mirror. The bruises and stitches stand out against her pale skin. With her free hand—the one not attached to the IV—she reaches up, fingers brushing over the shaved patch on her head. She swallows hard, her jaw tightening as she traces the row of stitches, her expression unreadable. “Oh, God,” she whispers, blinking rapidly. Her spine straightens, a feigned strength settling over her. “I . . . I don’t think I’d even pass as the Bride of Frankenstein . . . you know what they say, always a bridesmaid, never a . . .” Her voice falters. She tries to smile, but it’s shaky, failing before it even fully forms. Watching her like this—so
BARREN BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE, MOTHER OF TRIPLETS. Chapter sixty -eight
LUCIANO12:07 AM – DAMONMy phone buzzed on the nightstand. I almost ignored it. I’d just gotten back from a late meeting, and exhaustion clung to me like a second skin. The city skyline stretched beyond my window, the glow of streetlights casting long shadows across my bedroom. Then I saw the caller ID. St. Augustine Hospital.Every trace of fatigue vanished. A cold, sharp feeling cut through my chest as I grabbed the phone. "Yeah?" My voice came out rough. "Mr. Huxley?" A woman’s voice sounded..it was too hesitant, too cautious. Something was wrong. I sat up, my fingers tightening around the phone. "What is it?" There was a pause. Then— "I… I don’t know how to say this, sir, but… Mrs Kate is gone." The room tilted. I swung my legs over the bed, already reaching for my keys. "What do you mean, gone?" "We went to check on her a little after eleven. The bed was empty. The IV line was pulled out. She’s—she’s not here, sir. Someone took her." The words barel
