Zeke's POVAs I entered the lively casino, the flashing lights and buzzing atmosphere immediately pulled me in. It was crowded as usual, but I found it irritating.“Look who we have here.” I turned to see Zane walking towards me with a glass of wine in his hands. “Long time no see brother.” He added as we shook hands and patted each other's shoulders.“Yeah. Long time no see.” I replied. We walked past the sexy strippers, we passed a few men playing card games and a whole lot of other interesting views before arriving in the private suite.“Brotherr.” Fletcher called out excitedly and shoved aside the lady that was clinging to him. “Fletcher.” I smiled. “Seems some habits are too precious to outgrow.” I added. They laughed.“Well, a man got to do what a man must.” Fletcher replied.We settled in and ordered for more drinks. Fletcher sent the lady away, leaving just the three of us in the suite.“How have you been brother? Did you miss us?” Zane asked. I raised a brow at him.Missed t
Kamille's POV I woke up to Amanda and Belle's messages. They were coming to visit. I had prepared a lot of biscuits, cakes and juices in anticipation of their arrival. It was also the first time my kids would be receiving visitors since we arrived London. Tyris was particularly excited to meet my friends.At about eleven am, the doorbell struck. I hurried down the steps to answer.“Hey bestie!” Both of them greeted with excitement. Both took turns to give me warm hugs and pecks on both cheeks.I led them inside the house. They came laden with gifts for the kids. “Come here my little darlings.” They both said with arms wide open and my kids fell into them. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of joy and gratitude.They gave each of my children gifts and Tyris was in love with the pretty doll that they gave her. The boys all got toy cars, games and building bricks. They soon forgot about us and became engrossed with their gifts.I guided them to the dining room where we could have som
Zeke's POVI arrived at my parent's home as soon as I received my mom's message. I stared and admired the familiar building for a while before I went in. My parents' home exudes an air of refined elegance, with tasteful décor and luxurious furnishings adorning every corner. “Aha, look who found his way home.” I turned to see my mother walking gracefully towards me. She had on, one of the finest silk in London. “Hello mother.” I greeted and gave her a hug and a peck.“Oh son, how have you been faring?” She asked.“I have been good.” I replied curtly. My father strolled in just then. I took most of my features from him. He is a handsome man, just as my mom is very beautiful. Sadly, I was not privileged to have a sister as beautiful as she is.“Good morning Sir.” I greeted formally. That's how I was trained to address him, following the order of the ancient aristocrats.“Hello son. Long time no see.” My father's baritone voice echoed through the halls.“Yes Sir. Glad to see you are
Kamille's POVIt had been more than a week since I arrived London. I had been applying for work at several weather forecasting stations but most of them with lucrative offers wanted more of me than I could give. I still need to be around my kids.I landed a couple freelance gigs but I wanted something more worthwhile. Last night, I refreshed my emails hoping to see something, anything and to my amazement, I found something.I was invited to an interview based on a recommendation. The job offer was quite to my liking. Remote, great pay and lots of incentives. Jackpot! As I meticulously prepared for the interview, my mind was engrossed with activities of it's own. I wondered who my recommender was? The person must have been a high ranked person to recommend me to such an outstanding company. The offer they gave was topnotch. Almost too good to be true.The prospect of a remote job was particularly appealing, as it would allow me the flexibility I needed to be there for my kids while
Zeke's POV I arrived at the forecasting company around the time I predicted Kamille should be done with her interview, but I had waited for a few minutes before I was told she was coming out of the building. As I stepped out of the car, my eyes immediately locked with Kamille's, and I couldn't miss the shock on her face. For a brief moment, it seemed like time stood still as we gazed at each other. Damn! How could I have missed how beautiful she is? Just as quickly as she saw me, she recovered and continued walking. As she tried to pass by me, clearly avoiding any interaction, I couldn't let her slip away without a word. I reached out and gently grabbed her arm, turning her around to face me.After a moment in my arms, she spoke up first, “Zeke? What are you doing here? Let me go, we are in public.”“Kamille,” I said, my voice firm but gentle, “we need to talk.”She stared at me for awhile. She seemed hesitant. But then she said, “Well, I don't want to talk to you and that's why I
Kamille's POV As I settled into the backseat of the cab, my mind buzzed with streams of thoughts and emotions. I gently placed my hands over my fast racing heart, hoping to calm it down.“Everything alright Ma'am?” The driver called out.“Yes, yes. I am very well. Thank you.” I replied and the cab driver nodded in response and kept on driving.Zeke's unexpected appearance had left me reeling, his words echoing in my mind, haunting me. What did he really want from me?His sudden warmth and sincerity were like a sharp contrast to the coldness he had always shown me before. It left me feeling disoriented, questioning his intentions and my own feelings.I couldn't help but recall the countless times Zeke had treated me with indifference, his icy demeanor. From the day he had asked me…No! From the day he had ordered me…. To sign the divorce papers with cold, unyielding eyes, to the moments when my efforts to please him with homemade meals were met with nothing but silent rejection, Zeke
Zeke's POV As I stepped into the office, my mind was still consumed with thoughts about Kamille. Why the fuck could she just not understand my intentions? I sat in the leather bound swivel chair which was supposed to give me comfort, but I felt no comfort.“Excuse me Sir.” Mr Rogers called out. I gave him a cold glance. His eyes fluttered at my cold eyes but over the years he had toughened up and was able to withstand my temper and not cower like others.Only a few could. “We have just received new Intel on the lawyer's case.” He began and my ears perked up with interest but I showed no emotions, so he continued.“The investigation into the cause of the accident has yielded new evidence that proves that the car was tampered with and that caused the accident. So the accident was actually orchestrated by someone.” Mr. Rogers said.“By who?” I asked coldly.“We do not have any evidences or leads as to who could have done such a thing. But whoever it was, must have had a lot to benefi
Ellen's POV Finally! Something hopeful to start the fucking day.The housekeeper at Zeke's house, Martha or whatever the hell her name, sent me a text in the wee hours of the morning saying she found something valuable to give to me. She said it belonged to the sneaky lady she saw at Zeke's place.I had no choice than to go meet her. I don't trust anyone enough to send on such matters.I strode down the sidewalk, my designer heels clicking against the pavement. My meticulously styled hair bounced with each step. I arrived at the sleek SUV parked in front of my condo, Max, my Chief security personnel and Ava stood waiting. Max opened the car and I got in, Ava sat some distance away from me and Max took the front seat beside the driver.Coursing through the bustling streets of London, I juggled a flurry of phone calls, while Ava was busy responding to the pending mails. “Canceled? But why?” My voice was sharp with disbelief as I listened to yet another cancellation from a musician sc
Belle's POV The sun was warm on my skin, the breeze gentle and soothing as it drifted through the open patio where we all sat, the laughter of our loved ones filling the air. It was a picture-perfect moment—the kind of moment I used to dream about but never truly believed would come. We were all gathered around the long, sun-dappled table, the warmth of the day reflecting the joy that radiated from everyone’s faces. Zane was sitting beside me, his hand resting comfortably on my leg, our twins, Sean and Clara, gurgling happily in their bassinet close by. The twins were the center of attention today, as they were most days. Kamille’s kids, Reon, Torin, Tyris, Royer, and little Phoebe, were running around the patio, shrieking in delight as they chased each other. I glanced at Kamille and Zeke, who were sitting across from us, laughing and chatting while keeping a watchful eye on their children. Amanda, was helping prepare the meal, occasionally smiling in our direction as the kids d
Zane's POVI stood there, fists clenched, staring Dave Scott down. Every fiber of my being wanted to lunge at him, to make him pay for everything he’d done. But I couldn’t—at least, not yet. The recorder in my pocket was still running, capturing every damning word that fell from his mouth. I could feel it, a tiny weight pressing against my ribs, reminding me that I had to play this smart. For Belle. For Kelly. For justice.Dave, on the other hand, was as smug as ever, leaning back with that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. He had no idea that his time was running out.“You think you can just waltz in here and act like you own the place?” Dave sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. “You’re nothing, Zane. A nobody playing hero in a game that’s way beyond your league.”I bit back my anger, forcing myself to remain calm. His words didn’t matter. Not when I had the truth on my side. I took a deep breath, my fingers brushing against the stop button on the recorder hidden
Belle's POVWalking into the living room wasn’t easy. My legs felt heavy, like I was dragging weights with each step. The air in the mansion was suffocating, thick with tension and unspoken fears. My heart raced, a wild, chaotic rhythm that matched the pounding of my thoughts. I could still hear my mother’s frantic voice behind me, begging, pleading for me to stay with them, to hide, to escape into the secret bunker.“Belle, you don’t have to do this!” she cried, reaching out as if she could physically hold me back. Her eyes were wide with fear, her voice trembling. “Come with us. We can hide. We can survive this.”I stopped, my hand resting on the doorframe, my back to her. I couldn’t turn around. I couldn’t let her see the turmoil etched on my face, the way my hands trembled from the weight of what I was about to do. My family was scared—terrified, really—but the idea of running, of leaving Zane behind to face this monster alone, felt like a betrayal I wasn’t willing to commit.“W
Dave's POVI had been waiting for over an hour, sitting there, staring at the doors leading to the rooms, expecting Belle and Zane to finally step out. It wasn’t like them to hide this long, especially Zane. But instead of the two people I was dying to confront, what I got was the Perri family, practically groveling before me. Pathetic.The Perri patriarch, Mr. Perri, stood in front of me with a forced smile, his hands clasped in front of him as though in prayer. His wife hovered behind him, wringing her hands nervously. “Please, David,” her father began, his voice trembling. “We don’t want any trouble. Just… drop the lawsuit. We’ll leave quietly, I swear. We won’t cause any problems.”I couldn’t help the smirk that stretched across my face. They were so desperate, so weak. This was the kind of power I craved, watching them squirm, knowing I held all the cards. “You won’t cause any trouble?” I repeated, mocking his words as if they were a joke. “Oh, trust me, you wouldn’t be able
Zane's POVBelle’s tears were too much for me to handle. The way her shoulders shook, the soft sniffles she tried to hide—it broke something inside me. I couldn’t stand seeing her like this. Without thinking, I reached out, pulling her into my arms once more, holding her as tightly as I dared.“It’s going to be okay,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her hair. “I swear to you, Belle, this will all end today. I’ll make sure of it.”She pulled back slightly, her wide, tear-filled eyes meeting mine. There was a small, hopeful smile on her lips, but I could see the doubt lingering beneath it. It killed me to know that she still didn’t fully believe everything would be fine, that she didn’t fully believe in me. But I didn’t blame her. After everything that had happened, after all the lies, how could she?God! I needed her to trust me.I leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips again, my hand cupping her cheek gently. When I pulled away, her eyes fluttered open, and I saw a leve
Belle's POV“I’m scared, Zane,” I confessed. My voice trembled, and my arms tightened instinctively around my belly. I felt so vulnerable, standing there in front of him, exposed and raw. How was I supposed to face Dave? What would he say? What would he do?Zane hugged me tighter. His warmth, his strength—it was like a lifeline, grounding me in the storm of emotions threatening to overwhelm me. He pressed a soft kiss to my hair, his lips lingering there for a moment before he spoke.“You don’t have to be scared,” he murmured into my hair, his voice gentle yet filled with quiet resolve. “I’m here. No one is going to hurt you. Not Dave. Not anyone.”I closed my eyes, leaning into his chest, letting his heartbeat steady mine. His words were soothing, like a balm to my frayed nerves. Dave had always had a way of getting under my skin, and now… with everything that had happened…“Go get refreshed,” Zane said, pulling back slightly to look into my eyes. His fingers brushed a loose strand o
Zane's POVI cursed under my breath as we broke the kiss. I let her take a while to arrange her silk gown. I moved a bit from her as my mind played over what happened the night before.Belle couldn’t sleep all night; I could tell from the way she kept shifting in bed, her body tense beneath the silk sheets. I lay beside her, watching her.I thought back to earlier that night when I walked into the Perri mansion, my mind filled with chaos, only to be confronted by an entirely different reality. I remember the way Belle’s mother was yelling, her voice shrill with rage, but none of that mattered the second I saw Belle. She stood there, so fragile and strong all at once, and without thinking, I crossed the room and pulled her into my arms. Her soft, warm body pressed against mine, grounding me in the middle of the madness. She was everything. The only thing that made sense. The world could be burning down around us, and I wouldn’t care, as long as I had her.Belle’s mother, however, didn
Belle's POVI hadn’t moved from my spot on the bed. Not an inch. I sat there, staring blankly at the wall across from me, my mind heavy with thoughts, swirling memories of last night that I couldn’t quite shake. Everything felt so distant yet so vivid, playing over and over again in my mind. The weight of it all bore down on me, rendering me numb.Opposite me, Zane sat with his back against the headboard, his eyes wide open, just watching. He had been watching me all night. He hadn’t said much, but I could feel his presence, steady and unwavering, like a tether keeping me from completely unraveling. His gaze hadn’t left me, and for some reason, I found comfort in that. My thoughts drifted back to the moment it all came crashing down. The nausea that hit me like a brick after the shouting match with my mother, the way she had followed me into the bathroom after I threw up, concern etched across her face despite the earlier anger.“Belle, are you alright?” she’d asked, her voice surp
Dave's POVThe sun was barely up, casting a dull, gray light over the city, but the weight on my chest was already heavier than the day before. The shipment I had been waiting for was just a few hours away. The timing couldn’t have been worse, not with Belle out there and Zane still breathing. I needed to tie up loose ends, and fast.I sat on the brown leather swivel chair in my study, my hands running over my face as I tried to think. I needed to find a way to get the attention of the drug enforcement agency off my back before the shipment arrived. Every second counted, and I knew that one wrong move could bring it all crashing down.I reached for my phone, my fingers tapping rapidly as I sent out a message to my men. It was time to surround the Perri mansion. We need to bring Belle's family to their limit. Once that was done, they would bring out Belle. Or rather, she would bring forth herself. Then that nosy Zane Caruso will come for her and I get to silence him forever."Surrou