Nicholas's POVI was at my office in Berkshire Savannah Company when my phone rang. I checked to see who it was, and it was Josiah. What could he possibly have to say again? Ever since I returned, I've been receiving endless calls from him concerning the delivery of the cocaine to Angelo. Now that it has finally been delivered, what could be the problem?"Yes, Josiah, what's the problem?" I said as I answered the call."Good af... afternoon, boss," he said, his voice unsteady. I instantly knew there was trouble."What is it, Josiah?" I commanded."We have lost one of our men in the...""What?" I interjected. "What do you mean by that? Didn't you say they were all recuperating well?" I stood up, fuming."They were all fine, boss, but one suddenly developed complications after the surgery. He died a few hours ago." I paced around with my hand on my head. I was sick and tired. This wasn't how I had expected things to turn out."Go to his family and tender our heartfelt condolences and ma
"I am Nicholas Brandson, although I am sure you already know that", he took a glass of water before continuing, "Obviously that serial killer is working for someone, you said they were four of them, right?",Mark nodded."If they track Laura to this place and find out it is my secret hideout, they would come in their numbers, I cant afford to go to war just yet…", he looked at me, "until we know who we are dealing with"."I see", Mark uttered. It made sense to him now. "Since you all don't have phones, I'ld send someone to get you three new protected phones tomorrow", he said."That way we would be sure you won't be tracked". I was happy to hear that, at least, I won't be very lonely again. I needed to call my mum and let her know I am fine. I also needed to discuss some things with my manager, he must be really worried of my absence."Thank you", I said as Mark and Sonia echoed their thanks as well.He just nodded and we all ate on in silence. For some reason, Mark and Sonia finished
Laura's POVI threw my phone onto the bed, beside myself with fear. Who could it be? How did this person get my new number?I needed to tell Nicholas, I needed to inform them all about what had just happened. I rushed out of my room and went straight to Sonia's room, banging on the door."Sonia, Mark, wake up!" I shouted.I could hear noises inside, then footsteps approached the door. As soon as it opened, Mark stood there, looking at me in surprise.I pushed past him and entered the room."What's the problem, Laura?" Sonia asked, panic in her voice."I don't know how he got my number," I paced around the room, not knowing what to do. I couldn't sit, I was too afraid to do so."Who are you talking about?" Sonia asked."The serial killer, Sonia. The serial killer," Sonia jumped up from the bed."What did you just say?" she asked, staring at me in disbelief.Mark chuckled, "It's too early for this sort of joke, Laura."I looked at him, my eyes wide. "You think I'm joking? How can I be j
Laura's POV:I awakened and rubbed my eyes, realizing it was already morning based on the rays of light streaming through the window. I turned and noticed Nicholas wasn't beside me. Where could he have gone? That was my initial thought until I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom."Oh, he must be taking a bath," I mused, sinking back into bed with my head on the pillow. Memories of everything that transpired yesterday flooded my mind. I pondered how I would have slept without Nicholas by my side. I likely would have been so scared that I would have stayed up all night or even joined Sonia and Mark in their room.The thought of that made me chuckle. Sonia would probably never allow it. She would prefer sleeping with me rather than having me share a room with her man. She was fiercely protective of him, and I understood why. It's challenging to trust a man who possesses such prowess in bed. Many women would feel insecure if they had such a partner.Nicholas walked in just th
With the phone in my hand, I rushed out of the room and pounded on Sonia's door."Wake up, Sonia!" I shouted.Sonia hurried to the door, already fully dressed, indicating that she had already bathed."What's going on, Laura?" She looked at me, noticing my appearance. "You're still in a towel, babe."I didn't say anything; I just handed her my phone with trembling hands. She took the phone from me."I hope we're not dealing with this again, Laura. Not those nonexistent messages from the serial killer," she said as she glanced through my phone. I looked at her face, waiting for a reaction.She pulled me into the room and made me sit on the bed."There's nothing here, Laura. Your inbox is empty. Is there something else you want to show me?" My eyes widened in disbelief. What was she talking about? How was it possible that my inbox was empty? I took the phone from her and checked. I was completely shocked. What was happening?"Laura, I don't know what's going on, but this is getting serio
Nicholas's POVEveryone gathered in the lounge as I had requested. Laura sat beside me, while Sonia and Mark sat across from us. Their eagerness to hear what I had to say was evident. They wanted to know the information Carlos had shared with me."What did he find?" Mark was the first to ask, his restlessness apparent. He craved answers, understanding that the closer we get to apprehending the serial killer, the closer they all are to regaining their freedom. I, too, desired their freedom and grew tired of returning to the secret hideout, constantly consumed by thoughts of Laura. This situation had made me behave unlike my usual self, and I didn't appreciate it."Well, he uncovered some information about Romana," Laura tensed beside me, capturing my attention. Her eyes widened in response."What kind of information?" she inquired."Apparently, our hackers managed to dig up some details about him. As we suspected, he belongs to a mafia gang. However, we haven't been able to determine w
Laura's POVThe next morning, Nicholas woke me up, already dressed in a red shirt and black trousers. He looked incredibly handsome, with his neatly brushed hair falling gracefully across his forehead. It was hard not to admire his perfect looks, wealth, power, and poise. The rich fragrance he wore filled the room, adding to his allure."Get up, love. It's already 9 am," he said, smiling at me."I had a great night's rest," I replied, stretching and stifling a yawn."I'm glad," he said, rising from the bed and walking towards the wardrobe. Lately, I had been sleeping so well, especially when I was with Nicholas. His presence made me feel safe and protected, as if nothing could harm me.He returned from the wardrobe, his tie neatly fastened around his neck."I'll be leaving now," he said, adjusting his tie. "I have some matters to attend to."I stood up from the bed and walked around him, finally standing behind him and wrapping my arms around him."But you'll come back today, right?"
I dialed her number again, and this time she answered. "Thank God," I muttered, feeling relieved."How are you, Mum?" I asked."Oh, my daughter, I am fine," she replied, and I closed my eyes, taking a breath of relief."I hope you haven't been having any troubles at all?" I inquired."Not at all, Laura," she replied. "Has someone come to see me? Are you finally ready to settle down?" she teased."Oh, come off it, Mum. You know I recently broke up with Santos, so it will take a while for me to find someone.""That's true," she sighed. "When are you coming to visit me?""I am quite busy at the moment, Mum, but I will come as soon as I can, hopefully before the year ends," I assured her. She fell silent for a moment before responding."That's fine, Laura. Just don't let it take too long. I miss you.""I miss you too, Mum.""Okay, bye," she said before hanging up the call. Normally, I made sure to visit my mum at least three times every year, but this year, I had only gone to see her once
Laura's POVHe beamed at the crowd, enthusiastically waving to them. For some inexplicable reason, our eyes locked from a considerable distance. At first, I assumed he hadn't noticed me.However, as I sensed his gaze lingering on my location for an extended moment, I decided to depart. My heart raced as I rose from my spot and maneuvered through the crowd, steering myself toward the exit.How could he possibly be here? Was this merely an eerie coincidence? I pondered intensely about how this situation had unfolded. I had just reached the exterior where the car I arrived in was parked when his haunting voice reverberated behind me."Laura, we need to talk."I found myself frozen, incapable of movement."There's nothing to talk about, Fernando," I snapped irritably. I wasn't pleased with how everything had unraveled. It wasn't entirely his fault; I shared the blame. If I hadn't succumbed to his advances, that heated moment at the club might never have occurred.Who knows, maybe Nicholas
Nicholas' POVThis just can't be happening again. Why has Laura decided to treat me this way? Why has she decided to betray me again? I had a security detail watching her every move. I just couldn't trust her again after what she did. I found out she had gone to a club with Sonia, where she met up with Fernando and engaged in sexual activities with him in a lounge.I was so irritated and furious. I picked up my phone and dialed her number, it rang and she didn't answer. "Damn it! Pick up your call, for God's sake!" I muttered underneath my breath.She didn't pick up. That infuriated me even more. I stood from my chair and rammed my fist into the wall in anger. Laura, how could you do this?I called Carlos, and he picked up almost immediately."We are leaving first thing tomorrow morning.""But boss, the meeting is in two days, we...""I said we are leaving tomorrow morning!""Okay, boss." He knew better than to keep bothering me when I was angry. I left my study and went to my room, k
Laura's POVI rose abruptly from my chair, determined to put an end to this ordeal once and for all. His persistence was becoming infuriating, even after I had left him. Considering how closely he seemed to be monitoring my life, he likely knew by now that I was married to Nicholas. I made my way towards the hallway, where the private lounges were located. These spaces were reserved for the wealthy and influential patrons who preferred seclusion, away from the ordinary crowd in the bar, seeking their comfort in the company of women.I continued past the first lounge and then the second. The door to the second lounge was slightly ajar, revealing a group of men and women inside. Each lounge had its own set of bodyguards stationed outside, presumably for the protection of those within. One of the men from the second lounge noticed me and began to approach."What's a beautiful woman like you doing out here all alone?" he inquired, attempting to grab my arm. Swiftly, I evaded his grasp."
I've been incredibly angered since the events in Paris transpired. How could she? How could she terminate our unborn child? Did she ever truly love me? If she did, she wouldn't have made that choice, considering what we shared.It was deeply disheartening and agonizing to realize that I married someone capable of such an act. Some may argue it's not murder, as the baby wasn't fully formed, but I view it differently. Taking the life of your own child, even in the early stages, feels like a form of murder to me.Every aspect of her actions disgusts me, yet I acknowledge that deep down, I still have feelings for her. Right now, I need time to release my anger fully and eventually find a place in my heart to forgive her.It's a fact that people sometimes make regrettable choices. I had forgiven her for running away with Fernando, and I believe I'll eventually forgive her for terminating my pregnancy, but it will require time—oh, quite a bit of time.Suddenly, there was a knock on my door.
Laura's POVI was dumbfounded, rendered speechless by the abrupt turn of events. He took his briefcase and stormed out, leaving me behind in disbelief. This morning had taken an unexpected and hurtful turn. Instead of the passionate moments I had hoped for, we were now drifting further apart.As tears trickled down my face, I fell to my knees. I listened to the fading sound of cars as they left the house until it was replaced by an eerie silence. Nicholas had left for London, and I felt utterly shattered. My heart was broken into tiny pieces.Crying wouldn't solve the problem. I stood up, wiped my tears, and left his room, closing the door behind me. On my way downstairs, I met Sonia, who was just leaving her room.Upon seeing me, she called out, "Laura!" I walked sluggishly towards her, and she immediately sensed that something was amiss from my gloomy demeanor."What's wrong, Laura?" she asked, her tone filled with concern.I sighed heavily. "He just left for London on a business tr
Laura's POVI paid rapt attention, eager to hear the advice Sonia had to offer. I was desperate for guidance, something that could help mend my fractured relationship with Nicholas.Our current situation was unbearable. We were a married couple, yet we were sleeping in separate bedrooms. This couldn't continue, and I hoped Sonia had a solution to offer.She cleared her throat and began, "Laura, you bruised his ego by your actions. If you had truly loved him at that time, you wouldn't have gone through with the abortion."Her words hit me hard, as they weren't the advice I had hoped for, and her assumption was entirely wrong. I did love Nicholas then; I just believed our relationship was irreparably damaged."What you need to do now is offer a heartfelt apology," she continued, gripping my hand firmly.I pulled my hand away and got up from the chair. "You think I haven't already tried that?" I responded. "I've apologized to him, Sonia. He brushed it off with a simple 'It's fine' and th
Laura's POVThe message left me completely baffled. I had blocked Fernando's number, determined to sever all ties with him after uncovering his hidden secrets. Now, he was texting me from an unfamiliar number? At a time when I was still grappling with the consequences of my actions because of him? I swiftly deleted the message from my phone and tossed it aside.When we arrived at the house, I remained in the car, expecting Nicholas to come around and open the door for me, as he always did. However, this time, he didn't. Instead, he instructed the butler to bring our luggage up and proceeded straight ahead, leaving me to exit the car on my own.Observing the situation, the butler quickly opened the door for me. "Thank you," I muttered as I got out of the car, feeling the ache in my legs from wearing heels. I made my way into the house, and there I saw Nicholas heading upstairs. Abraham stood by the door, wearing a curious expression."What's going on?" Abraham asked, gesturing towards
Laura's POVHis expression appeared bleak, and I could sense his simmering anger. This couldn't be happening to me now. I didn't regret sharing what had happened, but I did regret waiting so long to tell him.What if I had just been honest when I returned? Would things be different? Would he be more receptive to it now than he is?I observed him, sitting on the couch, lost in his thoughts. He tilted his head back, staring at the ceiling.The desire to go to him, console him, and express my apologies consumed me. I stood up and walked over, taking a seat beside him on the couch.He remained unmoved, staying where he was. I considered it a positive sign; if he were angrier, he would have distanced himself further on the chair to convey his anger.I placed my hand on his, and he ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh, okay.""I am so sorry, Nicholas, for what happened. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would definitely do things differently," I sobbed.He looked at me for the firs
Nicholas' POV I had anticipated tears and declarations of her love for her son, expressing her desire not to be separated from him. Had she done that, I would have released her, as I had no intention of separating a mother from her child.Her response was quite the opposite. She readily agreed, solely to save herself, and declared that she wanted nothing to do with the child. She went on to describe him as a burden she had been dealing with for over two years. In fact, I later learned that she had only seen him once or twice a month. She had rented an apartment and left him there under the care of a nanny who took excellent care of him.It was disheartening that my son had to endure such an arrangement at the hands of his mother. I provided her with financial support, and she departed after taking an oath never to appear before me again.Laura and I were determined to raise him with all the love and care he truly deserved.After a memorable wedding day and with everyone settling into