Chapter 22 Julian's POV What the hell had been wrong with me lately? I couldn’t shake this unsettling feeling that had taken root in my mind. Why was I suddenly so possessive of Sophie? It was as if a switch had flipped, and now, she occupied every corner of my thoughts. I tried to focus on the work in front of me—reports, deadlines, the endless stream of emails—but my concentration shattered like glass. Every time I glanced up from my screen, I found myself thinking of her. The way she laughed, the way her eyes sparkled when she was excited. It was maddening. "She loves someone!" I kept reminding myself. But who could this person be? The driver had only said she either went to Isabella's or the hospital. And only once in a while did she go salon and other fashion places. Or did she tell the driver to keep it from me? Just as I was about to lose myself in another spiral of thoughts, my phone buzzed, jolting me from my reverie. I glanced at the screen; it was Caleb.
Chapter 23 Victoria's POV We pulled up to the address Jaxon had given me, and my stomach twisted at the sight before me. The house stood in stark contrast to the life I was used to—its peeling paint, overgrown weeds, and the general air of neglect made it look like a relic from a different era. This wasn’t just an ordinary house; it was a symbol of everything I was trying to escape, a reminder of the kind of life I had no interest in leading. Jaxon parked the car, and we sat in silence, waiting for Alex to emerge. Minutes felt like hours as the tension in the car thickened. I could feel Jaxon’s gaze darting between the house and me, his concern palpable. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I saw a figure step out of the house. Jaxon honked the horn, the sound piercing the stillness like a gunshot. The young man who had been inside hesitated, his brow furrowed with confusion as he ambled over, taking his time as if weighing the risks. “Alex?” I greeted him with a sm
Chapter 24 Sophie's POV I opened my eyes to the gentle morning rays streaming through the window, their warmth caressing my skin. Beside me, Julian was sleeping peacefully, his features relaxed and serene. The sight of him brought a smile to my face, a feeling of safety enveloping me. I had wanted him to touch me last night to bridge the distance that sometimes felt insurmountable between us, but he had gently insisted we get some rest instead. I couldn’t help but stare at his handsome face, tracing the contours with my eyes, and a warmth spread through me as I tried to recall where I might have seen him before because his face looks so familiar. Perhaps I had seen him on TV, or maybe he was just a figment of my dreams. After a moment of quietly admiring him, I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him, and padded softly into my room. The cool tiles felt refreshing under my feet, grounding me in the reality of my life. I turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade over
Chapter 25 Alex's POV I ran into the expressway, almost colliding with an oncoming car. “Watch your way, fool!” the driver yelled, his voice a mixture of anger and surprise. I barely registered his words; my mind was racing, consumed by everything that had just happened. I slumped down on a bench beside the bus terminal, the cold metal pressing uncomfortably against my back. The city was alive with the sounds of honking cars and chattering pedestrians, but all I could think about was Sophie. Just days ago, I had received those shocking pictures of her with her new so-called husband, and I had felt the ground shift beneath my feet. I had been utterly blindsided. What was I supposed to do? Confront her? I had chosen silence instead, hoping it would somehow protect me from the whirlwind of emotions threatening to swallow me whole. My thoughts drifted back to Stella, the woman I had chosen over Sophie. She had told me she suffered a miscarriage, a statement that had come with sor
Chapter 26 Victoria's POV "Alex is here, ma'am," Jaxon said, his tone neutral. "Send him in," I instructed, knowing that Alex doesn't have a choice than to come back to me. Alex entered shortly after, glancing around the sitting room before taking a seat opposite me. "Erhm..." he began, but I cut him off. "What were you thinking when you decided to go to Sophie's house? Do you honestly believe she would take you back? You are such a fool!" My words were sharp, a reflection of the frustration boiling inside me. Jenkins had informed me earlier that Alex had gone to Sophie, begging for her forgiveness, only to be sent away. "What!...how did you know?" His shock was palpable, eyes wide as if I had just revealed a deep secret. "You don't..." Before I could continue, Jaxon walked in again. "Julian is here, ma'am," he stated, a hint of urgency in his voice. "What! He's here? Why? What does he want?" Panic surged through me. "I don't know, ma'am. He will barge in if I stay longer
Chapter 27 Julian's POV I stepped out of Victoria's house and ripped the envelope into shreds. She had told a big lie to my grandfather spun so expertly that my grandfather had believed them without question. But I had managed to reveal the truth to him, and for that, I felt a flicker of satisfaction amidst the turmoil. Victoria was cunning, capable of doing anything to get what she wanted, but I swore I wouldn’t let her succeed this time. I wouldn’t allow her to hurt Sophie. I pulled my phone from the inner pocket of my suit and dialed Marcus's number. “Put a tail on Victoria. I want to know her every move,” I instructed, my voice steady, betraying none of the anger boiling beneath the surface. “Okay, sir,” Marcus replied, and I hung up, my mind racing with thoughts of what Victoria might do next. As I climbed into my car and drove home, I noticed a black sedan parked in my compound. “Who owns that car?” I asked the gatekeeper. “He said he’s your friend,” he replied
Chapter 28 Isabella's POV I stretched my arms to silence the relentless alarm that had invaded my dreams. Groggy and still half-asleep, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, the cool floor jolting me into reality. Just as I pulled on my dress, my phone rang, slicing through the morning haze. The caller ID flashed Sophie’s name. "Wassup, girl?" I answered, a smile creeping onto my face despite the morning rush. "Can you believe Alex dared to come to my house yesterday?" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of disbelief and anger. "What! How did he know where you stayed?" I asked, my heart racing at the mention of his name. I still couldn’t grasp the audacity of Alex; he had crossed so many lines already. "I honestly don’t know. He was begging me to take him back, but Julian sent him away," she replied, frustration palpable in her tone. "That jerk is the result of a bursted condom. I can’t believe he would show his face again! I hope your husband wasn’t angry?" I probed,
Chapter 29 Sophie’s POV "Get dressed; we are going out," Julian said as he stepped into my room. His gaze lingered on my exposed body, which was only covered by a thin, oversized shirt that barely reached mid-thigh and had buttons undone. A rush of warmth flooded my cheeks, mixing embarrassment with excitement. "Out? Where?" I managed to ask, trying to keep my voice steady despite the thrill bubbling inside me. "Just get dressed. That's the instruction!" His tone was expressionless as he turned and left the room. He had a knack for ruining the mood. I had planned to confess that he was the one I loved, but with his unpredictable mood swings, I hesitated. Would he even care? I wondered where we were headed; he should at least give me a hint so I could know what to wear. Opening my closet, I scanned the array of clothes hanging there. After much contemplation, I decided on a red long gown. It was sleeveless and hugged my curves in all the right places—a bold choice that made me fe
Chapter 100 Julian's POV "What?!" I exclaimed, obviously shocked. What reason does Caleb have to do that? No, he gat no reason. Caleb had been my best friend for years now, so i see no reason why he would do such a thing. "Are you sure about what you just said?" "Yes, sir. I confirmed it countless times, but all the evidence pointed to him..." that was all I needed to hear, and my next move was walking hurriedly to him. He had already gone a few miles, heading toward his car. I grabbed him by the shoulder, pivoting him to face me, and without hesitation, I threw a punch that landed squarely on his jaw. Gasps erupted from the small crowd that had gathered. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Julian?" Caleb demanded, wiping the blood from his lip with a look of confusion and anger. I didn’t respond; instead, I landed another punch.He quickly turned, grabbing me by the shoulders. "Tell me what the hell you're doing now and stop punching like a minor!" he yelled, his voice
Chapter 99 Julian's POV Damn. The wait is fucking killing me. I can't wait to see my bride. I can't wait to see how beautiful she would look today. "Hey, man." Caleb said as he walked over to where I was sitting. "What's up, P." I greeted back and we exchanged hugs and handshakes. Caleb is my best man, of course. He's been my rock throughout this entire planning process. Marcus walked in almost immediately. "She is around, sir." I didn’t even wait to hear any more and dashed out of the room into the room meant for my bride. I froze at the sight before me. Sitting there, surrounded by people taking pictures was Sophie. Is this really the bride I'm getting married to? Sophie is an epitome of beauty, I know that, but this fucking transformation made my heart skipped a beat; she looked fucking stunning, or is there any word powerful enough to capture her radiance. She sat on the small cushion in the room, her white flowing gown surrounding her without revealing any hint of h
Chapter 98 Sophie’s POV I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. It's finally my day; it's the day I'm officially going to be Julian's wife. I hope everything goes smoothly, Victoria is still lurking around in God knows where. No one has been able to find where she is or sighted her, which made my stomach twist in knots. I gazed at my children, and they were kicking their cradles as if happy mommy is getting married. I really, really hope everything goes well today. I don't want anything disrupting the wedding, not even the slightest thing like last time. I couldn’t bear the thought of a repeat. The bachellorete night held last night and it was a success. But now, I could only hope this day would be a success as well. The door opened, revealing Julian. "Why are you not dressed up yet? I thought Evelyn and Isabella were supposed to be here. Where are they?" Julian asked. I didn't answer, instead; i rushed into his ar
Chapter 97 Julian’s POV Victoria has woken up and escaped, but we still have no idea where she is. The hospital's surveillance footage was checked, but it revealed nothing from that day—not even a glimpse of her leaving the hospital. That could mean only one thing: the footage has been tampered with. But by who? It can't be Victoria; she just regained consciousness, and there’s no way she had the strength or awareness to orchestrate something like that on her own. There’s definitely another person involved—someone who is keeping her hidden. The thought gnaws at me. Who could it be? I lean back into the sofa, trying to piece together the puzzle. “Is there anyone else you know who might be connected to Victoria? An acquaintance, maybe someone random?” I asked Jaxon. The look on his face is one of frustration mixed with something; fear, concern, whatever. If anyone would know about her connections, it would be him. I would have suspected him to be the one, but he was at my offic
Chapter 96Victoria's POVDamn. My head fucking hurts. Where the hell am I? And why is it so dark? I remember trying to escape and then losing consciousness. Yeah, someone had carried me. Wait, did the person kidnap me? Or was it Julian that caught me? Holy Molly. I have to find my way out before anyone comes back.I scrambled through the dark, my feet hitting a hard surface, and I let out a painful groan. The heaviness in my chest was suffocating. I couldn’t let them find me here.Suddenly, a light shone in my face, and I quickly used my hands to shield my eyes. "You are awake?" came the familiar voice."Ethan?" I yelled, relief flooding through me."Yes, Victoria. I am finally happy to see that you are awake," he said. Here’s my chance. I rushed to hug him, tears streaming down my cheeks. "I miss you," I said, my voice cracking."I miss you too, Vikky," he replied, holding me tightly. I stayed in his embrace for a moment."Why did you try to escape when you just barely woke up?" h
Chapter 95 Victoria's POV ***************************************** My eyes felt so heavy as I tried to open them. I attempted to move my hands and legs, but it was futile. What’s wrong? Am I tied up? I can’t seem to remember what led me to this place. As I forced my eyes to look around, every part of me ached. Something was on my nose—oxygen? Then, am I in the hospital? Why? Victoria, calm down and remember what happened to you. What was the last thing that happened? Dammit. I can’t seem to remember anything. I heard the door creaking and quickly closed my eyes. “Any improvement, doctor?” a familiar voice asked. “No, as you can see. I doubt she would survive it; the accident was a tragic one,” the voice that seemed to be the doctor said. Accident? Tragic? What accident? “Doctor, please do anything possible to save her,” the familiar voice trembled. I felt a tingling sensation in my heart. Who owns that voice? Why can’t I remember anything? Why can't i fucking remember
Chapter 94 Julian's POV "Do you recognise me?" I asked Isaac. He looked at me keenly as if trying to recollect and then shook his head. "Well...you'll recognise me soon." I said, gestured to Marcus, who dropped his luggage into the car, and we drove home. Marcus brought out the envelope containing the pictures and handed it to me while I handed it to Isaac. Isaac collected them and kept looking at it. "This is me." he raised up his head to look at me as he pointed at the picture he was in with Sophie. "Yeah, that's you." I said, and he turned back to the pictures. He continued looking at the pictures, but he didn't seem to remember anything. "Let's just go to your house. If you see your families, it might help you regain your memory." I gestured as Marcus led the way outside. The drive to Sophie’s house was steeped in silence, each of us buried in our thoughts. I can't imagine how happy Sophie would be to see her long-lost father. At least, it would bridge the gap between
Chapter 93 Julian's POV It's been fucking hell of a day that Sophie left. Tomorrow was supposed to be our wedding day, but all has been ruined now. She won't even listen to me. She doesn't want to listen to anything I fucking say. And I can't fucking go to her place right now, because firstly, she would have told her mom, secondly, I'm sure they won't even want to listen to me. One is me being an assassin, the other part is me killing her father, which she supposed; which is entirely wrong. But I can't even tell them anything if I don't bring her father back. Dammit! I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. Where the hell is Marcus? I gave him a little assignment, find her father and he's not back yet. Hell everything! I banged my hand on the table. She left with my two adorable babies. She left me alone. It's been a hell of a long time I had been away from her for more than five hours not to talk of a day. A whole day. I hope I'm not gonna lose my mind before Marcus repo
Chapter 92 Julian's POV TWO YEARS AGO "Here, the new target." Xavier, the leader of this damn organization, passed a file across the table with an air of casual indifference. I dropped the half-empty glass of whiskey I had been nursing, the ice clinking against the glass as I picked up the file. My eyes fell on the photo of a man, clearly in his fifties, with graying hair and a weary expression that suggested he had seen too much of life’s darker side. "What is his offence?" I asked. I dropped the file back onto the table, feeling the whiskey burn its way down my throat as I took a deep gulp. "You really should quit asking about people's offenses before they get killed," Xavier snapped, irritation flashing in his eyes. "It's okay if you're not telling me, then," I replied, standing up to leave. "Okay, okay. Sit down and hear me out," he said, and i glared at him and then sat. Xavier was always worried that if he did a job of eliminating people without my knowledge,