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Andrew's POV The office was quiet, almost too quiet. The soft hum of the computer and the distant ticking of the clock were the only sounds as I stared at the papers on my desk. These documents weren’t just random papers—they were contracts, deals I had fought so hard to secure. Now, they were at risk of being taken away from me, and I couldn’t figure out why.The door opened, and I looked up to see Zane walking in. His face looked serious, and I knew whatever he was about to say wasn’t good news.“What do you have for me?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm, though worry was gnawing at me.Zane handed me a stack of papers, his hand steady but his eyes troubled. “It's still the new, strange company in town,” he said. “They’re causing a lot of trouble in the industry. They’ve successfully poached another contract from some of our clients and are moving quickly to establish and assert their dominance.”I flipped through the documents, recognizing the names of clients we had worked
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Phoebe’s POVThe bedroom door crashed open with a loud bang, shaking the walls. Antonio stormed in, his face twisted with anger. I had never seen him like this before. His eyes scanned the room quickly, and I could feel his rage even before he spoke.“WHO THE HELL GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO FUCK HER?!” His voice was like thunder, filling the room and making my heart jump. Sherry and Allison, who had been lounging on the bed with me just moments ago, leapt up as if struck by lightning. Their faces drained of color, and their hands shook as they grabbed at their clothes, desperately trying to cover themselves. I watched them in confusion, not quite understanding why they were so scared of him.“Master, please!” Allison was the first to speak, her voice trembling. She couldn’t even look Antonio in the eye. “It’s not what you think. Phoebe, your wife… she said she wanted to learn how to please you, so we… we thought we were helping.”Sherry, still fumbling with her shirt, nodded in agreement,
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Fiona's POVThe house was quiet when I stepped into my room. I looked left and right before I turned the lock, shutting the door behind me with a soft click and making sure there were no prying eyes or ears.I made my way to the bathroom and turned on the tap, letting the water run as a steady, soothing background noise. Immediately, I pulled out my phone and didn't waste time to dial the number.“Come on, pick up! pick up!” I silently urged as I waited.The phone rang twice before it was picked by the familiar voice on the other end.“Why wasn’t I informed sooner of the sudden arrangement to move Sheila’s mother from the hospital? Why didn't you tell me?” I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper, yet laced with anger. The sudden transfer had thrown everything I'd worked so hard for off, and I needed answers.She hesitated before speaking. “Mrs. Grayson, the transfer happened so suddenly. There was nothing I could do. I even went as far as trying to arrange for another nurse at the
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Andrew's POVI nearly tripped over my own feet as I burst through the hospital doors, my heart pounding so violently it felt like it might shatter my ribs. I was literally gasping for breath, and sweat slicked my forehead, dripping into my eyes and blurring my vision. I must have looked like a madman, my suit wrinkled, shirt half-untucked, and my tie hanging loosely around my neck.People stared as I staggered through the lobby, their whispers barely registering in my mind. All I could think about was Evelyn—where she was, and if she was safe.“Killian! Where’s Killian?” My voice cracked as I shouted at the nurse behind the reception desk. Her eyes widened at the sight of me, clearly startled by my frantic state, but I couldn’t afford to care about that. “Where is he?”The nurse fumbled with the computer, her hands shaking slightly as she typed. “Dr. Killian is in his office, sir,” she stammered, pointing down the corridor.
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Sheila’s POVA Few Days Later“Mom, you look so amazing, look at your cheeks!” I couldn’t help but exclaim the moment I entered the hospital ward. The change in her was astonishing.“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this radiant,” I added, smiling with joy.Mom smiled back at me, her eyes sparkling in a way they hadn’t for years. “I feel incredible every passing day, little bean. I feel like I have the strength of a horse that can just gallop away. I can’t explain it, but I feel more alive than I have in years.”Hearing her say that lifted a huge weight off my chest. She was getting better every day, and I was eagerly waiting for the day she would finally be discharged.For so long, before we came to this hospital, I had been bracing myself for the worst, dreading each hospital visit. But now, seeing her like this, it was hard to believe we have been battling something as terrifying as cancer.“How are you doing, sweethe
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Phoebe's POV I stared at Antonio, my heart pounding in my chest. He couldn’t possibly be serious, right? Strip and face the wall? He actually wanted me to strip and kneel down! The disbelief must have been so clear on my face because Antonio’s eyes narrowed, his cold demeanor sending chills down my spine. I was still finding it difficult to believe what had just happened a few minutes ago. Antonio had tied my hands and spanked me unexpectedly, just like that. I’ve been spanked before by Sherry and Allison, and it felt quite good, but Antonio’s spanking was different. It felt more intense, more real, and…..something more. At first, the pain was sharp, but then he did something unexpected. After each spank, he would gently rub my butt with his long fingers before delivering another strike. The sensation was maddening as I felt a strange mix of pain and…..pleasure? I felt a heat rising within me,
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Sheila's POVAs the plane touched down in the city, I felt a sense of relief mixed with anxiety. We were finally back, but the weight of everything that had happened still loomed over me. As soon as the plane’s door opened, the cold rush of air hit us, and I could see the flashing lights of police cars waiting on the tarmac. They were already here, prepared for whatever would unfold next. As we began to step off the plane, the sound of raised voices reached us. Turning around, I saw Andrew's guards holding Anna back, their grip firm as she struggled against them. "Please, I just need to talk to her!" Anna cried out desperately, her voice trembling. "I promise I don't mean any harm!"Andrew’s expression darkened as he stepped forward. “Take her away,” he ordered, his tone cold and unyielding. “I don’t want to see her again.” “No! Please, Mistress, just a moment! I need to say something to you,” Anna pleaded, her voice growing louder. Her tear-filled eyes met mine, and the despe
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Andrew’s POV I was trying so hard to understand what I had just heard. Anna, the woman who had served me so faithfully all these years, had been hiding something this massive from me. How could Therese be Anna's daughter? I stared at her, disbelief flooding my veins. I hadn’t known Anna had a child, let alone one who was working in my mansion under false pretenses. “What’s going on, Anna?” I asked, my voice thick with anger and confusion. “How is it possible that your daughter has been working here without my knowledge?” Anna’s face twisted with a mix of guilt and fear, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never been one to break down easily, but this time, it was different. “She’s not really my daughter, Master,” Anna explained shakily, her voice quivering. “She’s my late twin sister’s child… I raised her as my own after my sister passed away. I’ve done everything I could to give her a good life, everything. I sent money whenever I could, supported her when she needed it. I
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Andrew's POV“Double-check everything,” I instructed the housekeeper over the phone. “The villa needs to be ready when we arrive, and I want the staff there briefed. No room for error.” “Yes, Sir. Everything is confirmed,” the voice on the other end said. “Good,” I replied with a nod before hanging up. It had taken a lot of effort to organize this, but I knew it would definitely be worth it. I turned to Alfred. “Are the movement schedules finalized? And the cars we'll be using once we land?” He nodded. “Yes, Master. Everything has been arranged as per your instructions. Everything has been confirmed.” “Excellent,” I replied, leaning slightly against the window frame. I allowed myself a small smile, one of satisfaction. The truth was, I knew Sheila wouldn’t have come willingly if I had asked her outright. She would’ve found an excuse, some way to evade me. That’s why I had to take matters into my own hands. It wasn’t ideal, but it was necessary. Alfred tilted his head, ob
