"Y-You p-pyscho." The girl on the floor said, still coughing, while Vincent just rolled his eyes. "GET OUT!" Luca growled at the girl, making her run for her poor life. Luca shot an unbelievable look towards Vincent. "What the hell was that?" Luca asked, not able to believe what had just happened. "It's her fault." Vincent shrugged his shoulders in response. " Who told her to come here when she clearly doesn't even have an idea of who I am?" In response, Luca just sighed, shaking his head and sat in front of Vincent. "What happened to the Vincent, I know?" Luca frowned. "I know you have never slept with any girl before, but you have indeed used them for your relaxation or taking out your frustration. You could have simply used her for a blow job to release your stress because that's what you used to do. So what has changed now?" Vincent raised one eyebrow at his last sentence. "Many things have changed, Luca." Luca was listening carefully as he wanted to hear more from V
Vincent's Pov' I groaned as the pain hit him hard. I tried to move but then frowned, feeling something or more like someone under me. I inhaled the enchanting scent, making my body shiver at the beautiful flowery scent. I snuggled my head more in something so soft which definitely wasn't a pillow... Then the realization came crashing onto me, making my eyes snap open at once and my jaw dropped instantly, finding myself lying beneath, on my fragile wife who was still sleeping peacefully, sound. Her small hand was wrapped around my waist while the other was lying freely on the mattress. Both my hands were under her tiny body, holding her firmly in my embrace. Staring at her blissfully beautiful face, I carefully removed my arms around her body without waking her up. I rolled away, setting her body completely free from mine. I sat up on the bed resting on the headboard, holding my throbbing head in my hand. I should really avoid drinking too much alcohol. I turned my head towards the g
Eva's Pov' I got dressed and stared at my reflection in the mirror and I realized that I was looking healthier than I was at my father's home. My father didn't even care if I ate or slept on an empty stomach. It was Naomi who made sure that I didn't have to go on an empty stomach, but not always, as Naomi had to go on several business occasions. Here I could eat meals three times a day, but not until Vincent had his own meal before. Yes, that was one of his rule I had to follow. After a last glance at my reflection, I headed towards the door to make breakfast ready. As I reached the door, a loud gasp left my mouth when the door flung open and hit my head, making me fall on the floor with a loud thud.I rubbed the spot on my forehead where it got injured. I tilted my head to look at the person who was the source of it Vincent, when his eyes fell on me. He stalked towards me with long strides like he wanted to reach me as soon as possible. "Are you deaf? Can't you hear the sound of the
Vincent's Pov' "You wouldn't believe what I found about Naomi Madison." Luca stated in his cold voice and I rolled my eyes because this was the second time he repeated the same thing. I was growing frustrated. I didn't like the suspense. Moreover, I was a little anxious about what was in the information. "Can you fucking tell me now? You keep saying this on the phone too." "Actually I won't tell you but show you. Here it is read it on your own." Luca extended his hand with an envelope in it. I was fucking irritated by his behavior, so I snatched the thing out of his hand. Grabbing the envelope, I pulled out the papers and started to read them. I frowned on reading the last sentence. My jaw was on the were of dropping, but I kept it still and stared at Luca in front of me. "So the information Jordan provided me was damn right fuck." Jordan is one of my men who works for me as a soldier. I ordered him to find out about Eva the night declined saying she's not Naomi but Eva the twi
Naomi's POV' I stared at the dress in front of me in the black box by Saint Laurent. I don't feel like going anywhere, but as always, it isn't my choice. I don't even have a choice for myself. Everything was chosen for me. That doesn't matter if I liked it or not. I was supposed to do what I was told to do.I was an asset to my bastard of a father. Maybe I'm the first daughter who's cursing her father like this, but trust me, once you discover his doings, you will curse him too. I was wondering about so many things which have recently happened in my life, causing it to take a tremendous flip, breaking me apart, losing myself completely. I never knew what love feels like or what it meant until him, Leonardo Volkov, the love of my life, The man of my dreams. He made me believe in love and that was something I loathed in the beginning, but since he wasn't going to give up so easily, I tried to play hard to get it. When once he got under my skin, there was nothing left in me but him. He
Author's POV' "Why are you not letting me meet my sister, you bastard?" The Guard sighed in frustration and stared at Naomi. "Listen, I can't let you, since our boss has forbidden us from letting you meet his wife or anyone else, so I can't. You have to wait because I have already informed him about you and he will be here anytime soon. " The guard mumbled in his robotic voice, making Naomi ruffle her hair in frustration. She was raging with disgust and hate. Disgust for Vincent and hate for her good for nothing father. It was nearly midnight when Naomi landed in New York, but instead of resting after hours of flying, she was there restless for her sister and herself. It was dark and she was exhausted after hours of flying, but she gave up on the idea, going in the morning. She was pregnant with her three-month-old baby bump which wasn't visible since it was too early for that. "Look who we have here, Naomi Madison!" Vincent said darkly, which wasn't much less than sarcasm whil
When he stared at her, his eyes were gloriously dangerous like a beast he was. To be honest, he was expecting her to be scared and crying, but instead, he witnessed her bloodshot eyes which were apparently ragging. "You fucking asshole. When you don't even know a thing, then it's better to shut this trash bin of yours." She snapped, at which Vincent glared at her. "Me and cheating on Leo the hell. Are you even listening to yourself, you bastard? I loved him more than anything else in this world. I was ready to give everything away just to be with him and you telling me that I cheated on him. I would rather accept death than to cheat on the father of my child." Vincent let out a dry laugh, looking like a maniac. "Don't you dare to call this child as my brother's. I would never believe a word you say until I hear this from my brother." This time Naomi let out a humorous laugh. "You are such a hypocrite. You want to hear it from Leonardo that if this child belongs to him or not, t
"Leonardo is back? H-He's alive?" Naomi asked with tears in her eyes which were glittering in her soft cheeks. While Luca was being Luca he stared at her blankly and gave her a tight nod as an answer. "Listen to me Naomi, it's better if you just go back from wherever you have come from because there's no way you can meet Leonardo without Vincent's permission." Luca ordered in his cold tone, as usual. Naomi stared down in defeat, but she was eager to see Leonardo. Luca turned around to leave, but Naomi grabbed his arm in an attempt to stop him. Luca turned around with a frown on his face and stared down at her with his sharp eyes which were throwing daggers at her for holding his hand. He despises women's touch. He never lets a woman touch him, even when he's fucking them. They have no right to touch him. That was one of his rule for them. Naomi quickly released his arm, getting the hint. "I didn't mean to touch you, but it's really important for me to meet Leo. Please let me see
Seven months later!The bedroom was a slumbering giant, quiet and dark. The only source of light was soft moonlight reaching through the window. The shadow of Eva clung to the walls as she got up from the bed way too silently, preventing herself from making any noise that could wake her husband. She entered the kitchen. The only sound was a faint hum of the fridge as she tiptoed barefoot across the cool tiles. Every step felt like a secret, the wood beneath her feet creaking just enough to make her pause and to see if her husband had come around.But she can't blame herself for waking up in the middle of the night because of her pregnancy cravings. That craving hit her like a storm hours ago, a hunger so fierce it gnawed at her and tugged her out of bed. Eva opened the fridge door with a careful softness, as if even the rush of cold air might betray her. The insides are glowing like a treasure chest just like moonlight.Grinning, she opened the ice-cream tub, taking a spoonful of mint
There's a phrase called.'Pain is a silent storm that rages within, unseen by the world but felt in every breath I take.'They lost a baby!But they still had another one!In the hospital's white sheets Eva stared blankly at the ceiling. She was numb to feel anything absorbing the news from earlier. Her heart wasn't ready to accept that they had lost a baby, but she was still pregnant with the other one. Yes, she was pregnant with twins, but their fate took an ugly turn. Her heart pained at the loss, but at the same time it was relieved that she was still pregnant. She was pregnant but she lost the other one. She didn't know how to feel about it.The doctor checked her with a stethoscope while Vincent's gaze remained stuck on her stomach. He was feeling the same emotions as her but showed an emotionless demeanor towards the outer world."It's a phenomenon called 'vanishing twin syndrome'. It wasn't a rare case, as people believe, but who can escape destiny?"The doctor's last words ad
Author's POV'Eva trembled as fear started rising in her when Chloe declared that, and before she could open her mouth to say something, a loud voice could be heard inside the basement."I'll burn down the world, including you, if you even dare to hurt my wife, Chloe."Her eyes snapped towards the source of the voice. She took a breath of relief as silent tears made their way through her eyes."Oh, so you have finally come, my dear son."Chloe stated sarcastically, but my eyes were stuck on Vincent, who wasn't even glancing her way. Her heart clenched thinking he might not forgive her this time for the stupidity she did."Come to the point, Chloe."His eyes remained firm on his mother."What's the hurry, son? We are meeting after so long, and I'm your mother, so don't call me by my name."Chloe's eyes started to turn red in anger when she stated the last line."You don't deserve to be called a mother. In fact, you don't deserve to be one."Chloe gritted her teeth at his words."Watch
"If you want to find out about an important woman in your husband's life, then come and meet me at the given location."I stared at the message in front of me blankly. I was so excited not too long ago, and I was feeling numb not understanding my own feelings. After finding out about my pregnancy, the happiness and incredible feelings which I was feeling was just indescribable. I was so excited to surprise Vincent with this news, but got this heartbreaking message which shattered my heart into pieces.Is this the same woman whom Vincent was taking with the other day?I need to find out about her. It is a necessity for me to know, since Vincent wasn't telling me on his own. We can't move on to our next chapter of life without knowing one's past life. He already knows about mine but me, on the other hand? What about me? Isn't it my right to know about my husband's past life which he refused to tell me about?"Since you won't tell me, I need to find out on my own or else we can't move on
Holding my hair at one side, I continued to throw up in the toilet of whatever I ate this afternoon until my stomach emptied completely. Vomits are the most disgusting thing in the world. I always find them way to hell because it takes all my strength away, leaving me numb and weak. I was feeling so numb that I couldn't even stand on my feet even if I tried, so I sat there until I was able to stand on my feet.I was still feeling that sweet sore between my legs after our last night's session.I'm not complaining though. A tear rolled down my cheeks when last night flashed in front of me."I don't want you again in my life. Do you get that? I'm happy with my wife and don't want any other woman in my life."Whom was he talking about? Is he hiding his past from me? Don't I have the right to know? Did he had another woman in his past, and now she's trying to get back?I sobbed as I felt an immense pain inside my heart when I thought about possibilities. I should trust him and nothing else.
I stared up at him with my glossy eyes while his eyes were still closed as he made his wish with a blow of a candle. I smiled back through my glossy eyes when he opened his eyes, smiling."It's not a good thing to let others know about your wishes, Vincent."I exclaimed softly, trying to control my tears, but unfortunately, one tear escaped from my eye. He chuckled lowly before wiping my tear using his thumb."For me, I wanted you to know my wish."He whispered near my ear, leaning down."Because no one can fulfill it rather than you."I smiled, bringing the cake up towards him."Come on now, cut the cake and tell me how it is?"I exclaimed happily, but he narrowed his eyes in curiosity. I sighed dramatically before saying."Because I made it with my own hands for you."It's my first cake which I baked by the way, but I won't tell him because I don't want to terrify him by telling him it's my first time making a cake. Yes, I have baked before, but they were muffins, not cakes.He shoo
Eva's POV'Time, a ceaseless tide, moves on, A river with no end or dawn.It flows in whispers, soft and fast, turning the future into the past.Pages turn and seasons blend, stories shift, the chapters bend.In its current, moments flee, Echoes of what used to be.Yet within its endless sweep, we find the dreams we strive to keep.Time, in all its fleeting grace, Shapes the contours of our place. Like now when two years went by in a daze, and yet we never knew.There's no doubt when they say time flies faster than a shooting star, fleeting moments that swiftly spar.It rushes by like whispers in the wind, leaving echoes of the life we’ve pinned.And like that, it's been two years and my nephew is already eighteen months old. Literally, he's a gem of our family and the most adorable baby so far. Whenever I see Naomi's son, I always feel like I really want one, but am always scared of how Vincent will react. When I'm yet to confess my feelings, more specifically my jumbled feelings. It
Eva gasped when he lifted her off the ground."What are you doing?"She hissed."Can't you see I'm carrying my wife?"Her heart flattered when he said that. Placing her on the couch, he sat beside her."Is it hurting?"Vincent asked while taking her wrist in his hold. She nodded her head in anticipation."I know it is."He declared while kissing the red spot on her wrist. Her wrist throbbed with an insistent ache, the swelling turning her skin a painful shade of red.As her husband gently kissed the inflamed area, his touch was both tender and soothing. The warmth of his lips seemed to carry a comfort that transcended the physical relief he was offering. At that moment, her pain felt less like an isolated torment and more like a shared experience, softened by his unwavering presence.Her heart swelled with a deep, aching gratitude, mingled with an overwhelming sense of love. Tears threatened to spill, not just from the pain, but from the profound reassurance of his compassion. She fel
As the sun began its gentle descent, the sky transformed into a serene canvas of soft pastel—blushed pinks, mellow oranges, and calming purples blending seamlessly. The air, now cooler than the warmth of the day, carried a gentle, fragrant breeze that rustled through the trees in a soothing lullaby.Shadows stretched long and delicate, dancing lightly on the ground as if playing tag with the fading light. The distant hum of day-to-day life receded, replaced by the quiet symphony of crickets and the occasional chirp of a nightingale.The horizon, tinged with a tranquil glow, seemed to embrace the world in a comforting embrace, promising rest and renewal as the stars began to twinkle softly above. In this gentle twilight, the evening wrapped everything in a blanket of peace, inviting reflection and calm except for Eva. crueltyIt was almost a serene night and there were no traces of Vincent, which was making Eva restless. It was unsettling for her after whatever happened a few hours ago