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
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,
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
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.
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
Andrew's POVThe office was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my eyes. The day had been exhausting—too many meetings, too many decisions to make and clients to see. I glanced at the clock. 7:30 PM. It was getting late, but I still had work to finish.My phone buzzed on the desk, and I saw Dr. Augustine’s name on the screen."Yes?" I answered, trying to keep my voice steady."Mr. Walker, this is Dr. Augustine," he said. "Your wife, Mrs. Walker was here earlier today and she seemed quite interested about her mother's medical condition."I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. I knew Sheila would start asking questions, but I hadn’t expected it to happen this soon. "Did you tell her anything?""No, sir. I thought it best to inform you first since you instructed me not to tell her about what we discovered after running the tests on her mother.""Good," I replied, noddi
Antonio Ricardo's POV"Mr. Ricardo, these contract terms seem quite favorable, but I need more clarity on the profit-sharing ratio. Can you elaborate on how this benefits all parties?" Mr. Harrington, one of my business clients, asked during the Zoom meeting we were having with other clients."Of course, Mr. Harrington,” I replied. “The profit-sharing ratio is structured to ensure that both our companies benefit equally. Our projections show a 15% increase in net profit within the first quarter, with potential for further growth as we expand our market reach. This means that both your company and mine stand to gain significantly, with minimal risk involved."Mr. Harrington nodded, seemingly satisfied, but before he could respond, there was a knock at my office door. I ignored it, focusing instead on Mr. Chen, another client, who had just unmuted his microphone."Mr. Ricardo," Mr. Chen began, "I appreciate your thorough explanation. However, I’m cu
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,