Xavier’s POV:After the wedding, I had to leave immediately to fix the threats that kept increasing and could not be ignored. Leah just joined this world even though I don't love her, I couldn't bring her to this mess!My team gathered all the information on when this began and it seems like it's inside information that has been leaked. I choose not to alarm the situation because that could cause unrest and give my enemies an advantage. We manipulate the tech numbers so that the system will reject the entry and the Al won't launch, while I fix security on the prototype. There is no way in hell I will start from scratch just because of some bastard.Time moves at the speed of light and I realize I haven't spoken to my bride in a while, though I have been watching her through the devices I've inserted into her phone without her knowing.I receive another call from her and I try to avoid it but she doesn't stop. I knew this day would come and she thinks I've been intentionally away for
Xavier's POV For the first time in my life, I am truly afraid. I always lived my life so recklessly not caring about the fact that I might die any time. Men in Business like me can't show any sign of weakness else they will be taken advantage of and that was never going to be me.Marriage was never on my mind and anytime it was brought up I considered it a business transaction and nothing else. After barely spending time with this woman in my arms, I want to protect her from any danger. Am convinced it is because I promised to keep her safe and I feel pity for her. There is no way I will ever love again because that becomes a weakness that eats you from the inside.Right after I landed I started to track her and luckily I was able to pick a signal not too far from where she was. Whoever took her wouldn't know about the tracker but they left the phone near her making it easy to track and find her. It was too easy and it like they wanted me to find her. I knew it was a trap but I went
Leah's POV It's been a week since I was in a dilemma and I clearly remember my devil husband saving me that day though I thought it wasn't possible then I remembered he has a reputation to protect. Whoever took me had no idea this is a contract marriage but they hit me hard enough in strategic areas to send a message. But how could they do such a thing to someone unconscious? Most people fear Xavier, and he may not have room for any feelings but I don't care. What matters to me is that he came and had it not been for him, I would have died that day. For the past four days, I have been cracking my head trying to recall if I made such kinds of enemies. Before I was made unconscious, someone approached me, I just can't remember who it was. The feeling, however, is not something anyone would forget. I was terrified as though I saw someone wake from the dead. Who would do such a thing to me? My husband is a billionaire but no one knows what the wife looks like so who could it have be
I put my phone down after that alarming phone call. It might be true something is going on but the information given freely this way is more dangerous than the culprit. They aim at something and the only way to find out is to do the exact opposite of what they expect.My mind is constantly thinking of what happened and who my enemies are. The death of Alexandria and my parents is something still waiting to be solved.I become restless, so I decide to walk to my office and see what documents I can go over to use as a distraction before I resume work tomorrow.My house is a huge mansion with so many rooms, it is beautifully decorated and spacious. It was made of Rocks as if to symbolize my cold personality. Its windows were as shy eyes, large to welcome any ray of sun. The solid rock walls stood firm as if sending a message to show that it rightfully belonged right where it was as if perchance it had grown up right from that hallowed ground. It was as though it had been called into exi
Leah's POV The same girl who slapped me the day before my wedding stands before me as I am about to reach ecstasy. The anger I feel cannot be explained in words. So they know each other? and she has the key card? otherwise how did she get in? Questions are running through my head and seeing her so comfortable makes me so mad.Xavier puts my pants in place and I look up at him pleading silently for him not to pick her over me. He looks sorry for a second and in a flash his mask is back again."Go to your room" he whispers coldly and that breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. I had hoped we could be something for a few minutes I trusted him with my heart though I knew he would break it over and over again.I excuse myself not glancing back again and walk to my room but suddenly I stop in my tracks. Why should I be the one to leave? Am the wife and she is the intruder, right?I fight the temptation of eavesdropping but I decide the better of it and walk to my room. I lay down on my co
Xavier's POV She agreed to go with me to the goddamn gala and I had a feeling it was a trap but looking at her might make the night bearable for me. She looks gorgeous and I can't seem to have control over my lust for her, I slowly walk behind her against my will and press my front to her back, my cock twitches and I fight the edge to rip this dress off and fuck her right now.I thought it would be nice to do something good for her after what she has been through lately, so I bought her a neckless with a tracker so I can find her anywhere in the world. It has a special feature and can only be removed with my hands because of the recognition. But of course, I don't tell her that. I slowly place it around her neck. Before I do anything stupid I move backward and motion for her to walk to the main door. Dave has the Limo ready and security on alert."I don't want anything stupid to happen tonight! Protect my wife with your life!" I instruct. I said I would never love her but I promis
Leah's POV I look at this bitch and if looks could kill she would be long gone. She dug my past for what? All those things she is trying to resurface are things that bring me pain and torture. I remember her and from her actions, I can tell she has been in love with Xavier but his so clueless and that eats me alive.I watch in horror as the man who is part of the reason why I lost all I had walk in like he is the hero and I am the villain in my own story. He tricked and played me and I fell for it like a fool. The only problem is, he is not only a crook but a very dangerous man too. I wonder if Kendra knows that once you give him your soul you can't take it back the worst part is you can't satisfy him either. He starts slowly, crawling his way up everything you own until he becomes like a cancer cell, for you to remove him you must cut a part of you. For a moment I even feel sorry for what she is about to go through. But my sympathy only lasts a second."Honey, come up please," she
Xavier's POV The first thought that runs through my mind is calling Dave hoping he has tabs on her. I can't lose her again. "Good morning …" before he can even finish I cut him off."Leah is missing!" I drop the bomb. But to my surprise, he doesn't panic. Well, he has been trained to stay calm in such situations and think with a clear head but this is different. He doesn't jump up to instruct my security team."Do I need to repeat myself?" I ask threateningly "Oh no, Sir. That is not it, I was just waiting for you to finish speaking so I could tell you that I saw Mrs. Kings on her way to you a few minutes ago" he explains.Oh.I sigh in relief, still surprised by my behavior lately. I don't dwell much on the thought because as I sit my body feels very tired and worn out. Am doing this for my stocks I say to myself as I think of sleeping for a few hours then I realize that I can't just yet because, I have a board meeting to attend, and am sure those fuckers will exhaust me. I rem
Leah's POV Xavier's body lies crumpled on the ground, an agonizing table of pain and sacrifice. My mind is a whirlwind of shock, grief, and disbelief. The room feels distant as if I'm viewing this heart-wrenching scene through a fog of numbness. The air is thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder, a reminder of the violence that has unfolded before me. But amidst the chaos, a new voice rises—a voice that trembles with a pain that mirrors my own. Sandra's cries cut through the suffocating silence, her anguished sobs a haunting symphony of regret and despair. "No! No, I didn't want this! Xavier, I didn't want to kill you!" Sandra's voice is a broken wail, each word carrying the weight of a thousand shattered dreams. She falls to her knees beside Xavier's still form, her hands hovering over his body as if unable to touch him, to bridge the chasm between them. Her cries are a collision of emotions, a torrent of love and torment that fill the room. She speaks of a love that has festered
Leah's POV Am extremely exhausted and everything seems to be working against me. I haven't eaten for two days and being pregnant doesn't make it any easier. Somehow it feels like my brain is playing games with me but it seems this is reality. Confusion mingles with my fear as I try to make sense of her cryptic words. "Xavier? What does he have to do with any of this?" Sandra's eyes gleam with a mixture of pain and resentment as if she's revisiting a memory that still haunts her. "You have him now, don't you? The man who shattered my world." My heart skips a beat, pieces of a puzzle falling into place. "Wait, you and Xavier…?" Sandra's laughter is a bitter echo in the dimly lit room, devoid of any real mirth. "We used to be close, good friends. But one night, in the midst of drunken haze, he… he took my virginity. I thought it meant something, that maybe there was something more between us." My eyes widen, disbelief mingling with sympathy for the woman before me. The revelation
Leah's POV The cold, hard ground presses against my knees as I huddle in a dim corner of the warehouse. The stolen phone I've managed to secret away is my only connection to the outside world, my lifeline in this web of darkness that Sandra has woven around me. As the minutes stretch into an agonizing eternity, my fingers tremble as they punch in the numbers. The phone's screen casts a faint glow on my face, a glimmer of hope amidst the shadows that surround me. My heart hammers in my chest as the call connects. I try to be as low as possible not knowing where Sandra is or who she has left to watch over me. My voice wavers, a mix of desperation and fear as I try to convey the urgency of my situation without alerting Sandra to my actions. Every second feels like an eternity as I wait for him to answer, my desperation growing with each passing ring. "Hello?" His voice cuts through the darkness like a lifeline. "Xavier!" I breathe, relief flooding through me just at the sound of hi
Xavier's POV As we sit Many things run through my mind and right at this moment what will follow next will determine how fucked up I am. I remain silent as he continues with his explanation. "But," Santino continues, his voice catching, "things changed. Sandra's feelings for you... they evolved into something beyond friendship. She fell hard for you, Xavier. And when you started dating Alexandra, it devastated her." ''But how did you not recognize her or were you protecting her all along?'' ''No, not at all. I would never do that to you.'' The revelation hits me like a punch to the gut. I have been completely unaware of Sandra's feelings, of the turmoil brewing beneath the surface I would never be with her but at least I would have been more alert not to be caught by surprise. Santino's eyes hold a mixture of regret and pain as if he was sharing a secret he had carried for far too long. ''Did you love her?'' I ask. ''This one we see Yes I had some feelings but the Sandra am talk
I stood there amidst the flashing cameras and the eager chatter of reporters, my eyes fixed on Sandra as she confidently accepted the title of Chief Financial Officer of King Tech. A wave of disbelief surged through me, accompanied by a sharp pang of anger. This was not how things were supposed to go down. But I couldn't let my emotions show, not in front of the media. As the applause and questions filled the room, I forced myself to maintain a composed exterior. Inside, however, a tempest of thoughts raged. How had she managed to orchestrate this so perfectly? How had she manipulated the board, the media, and even my closest allies to ensure her rise to power? I had always known Sandra was ambitious, but I never fathomed the extent of her ruthlessness. It was a bitter realization that left a bitter taste in my mouth. The company that I had poured my heart and soul into was slipping through my fingers, and there she stood, the orchestrator of it all, basking in the spotlight what was
Xavier's POV The tension in the boardroom is palpable as I sit at the head of the long table, facing the board members and executives who once stood by my side. But now, their expressions are a mix of doubt and suspicion. I can sense the shift in the dynamics, the undercurrents of betrayal that have infiltrated even the closest of my allies especially when I had frozen the accounts. I called this emergency meeting to address the recent allegations and scandals that have rocked our company. The media storm, the accusations, and the subsequent investigation had caught us off guard. I had been working tirelessly to salvage our reputation, find the truth and clear our name. But now, facing these once loyal faces, I can't shake the feeling that something has changed. So much is piling up and now there is no certainty on who can be trusted. Mr. Kings," Robert one of the founding partners speaks up, his tone cautious. "We're concerned about the impact this scandal is having on the compa
Leah's POV As I wake up in the morning, I find the space beside me in bed empty. Xavier must have already left for work, not wanting to disturb my much-needed rest. I appreciate his concern, but I wish he had woken me. I hate feeling like he's carrying all of this alone. I push myself out of bed, still feeling the exhaustion from the events of the previous day and the pregnancy was not helping not that I'm complaining. The scandal, the accusations, and the constant media attention have taken a toll on me. I make my way to the kitchen, craving a cup of warm tea to soothe my nerves. Just as I'm pouring the water, my phone rings. I pick it up and see a familiar number flashing on the screen. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I answer. She still has a lot of questions to answer anyway. "Hello?" Her voice on the other end sounds broken, sobbing softly. Sandra rarely cries, so something about this feels off. "Leah," she manages to choke out between sobs, "it's Sandra. I need your he
Xavier's POV Leah falls asleep on the way back home, her exhaustion evident after the emotional rollercoaster we had been through. As I watch her peaceful expression, my mind still racing with thoughts. Emily's revelation about Kendra being the mastermind behind the scandal has shaken me to my core. But there was something else that was bothering me, a lingering suspicion that I couldn't shake off. Especially the stunt pulled the time she came to my house and at the funeral. Sandra's sudden involvement and determination to help us had set off alarms in my mind. Her connection to Emily, her knowledge of the scandal, and the way she was pushing us to pursue this investigation all seemed too convenient. Could she really be as innocent as she portrayed herself to be? Last I recall she was Leah's assistant who I fired. What I expect is anger, not help for Fucks sake! Once we were back home, I carefully carry Leah to our bedroom and tuck her in. She stirs slightly but doesn't wake up. I
I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to the pregnancy scandal than meet the eye. The timing was too perfect, too convenient. I had to find out who was behind this, who wanted to tear us apart. But then this war began before I was even in the picture but I will not let anyone harm my child again even if it means killing again I will do it. I pick up my phone and dial Xavier's number. He answers after a couple of rings. "Leah, I'm on my way to you," he says, his voice carrying a mix of concern and urgency. "Xavier, we need to talk," I reply, my tone resolute. "I know, baby. We will talk as soon as I get there." "No, Xavier, this can't wait. I need to know who's behind that scandal. The timing is too suspicious." There is a moment of silence on the other end of the line. "Leah, I have my suspicions too. I'll be there soon, and we'll figure this out together." As I hung up, a knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. Sandra stands there with a determined expression.