Laura's POVWhat had he just said? Did I hear him correctly?"Pl... Please come again," I stuttered.He looked at me, concern etched on his face."Your father is not dead, Laura," he replied. I couldn't believe it."A joke can only go so far. This is not the kind of matter to joke about, Nicholas," I said sternly."I wish it were a joke too, Laura. But Mark didn't have any reason to lie to me. I saw honesty in his eyes," he calmly responded."How is Mark? Where is Mark?" Sonia, who had been silent, spoke up.Nicholas heaved a sigh. I knew whatever he was about to say wasn't going to be good. It must not have been easy extracting information from Mark, even though the information was as absurd as what I had just heard."Mark is at the hospital. He sustained some injuries, but he will be fine," Sonia heaved a sigh of relief. Hearing that Mark would be fine was all she needed to calm down. I'm pretty sure she also understood the consequences of what Mark did and how impossible it would b
Nicholas's POVWhile sitting at the lounge with Sonia and Laura, discussing our next course of action, my phone rang. I noticed it was Wilson calling. I had instructed him to contact me if there were any new developments. I answered the call."Hello, Wilson. What's up?" I asked. His words took me by surprise."Nicholas, Mark might not make it. He isn't responding well to treatment," I glanced at Sonia, who seemed lost in her own thoughts. Then I looked at Laura, who was staring at me intently. I stood up and moved away from them slightly. I didn't want Laura to hear what was being said or see how shocked I was."What's wrong?" I asked Wilson."I'll tell you when you come. Mark asked to see Sonia before undergoing surgery," I clenched my hands tightly around the phone. Surgery? I thought, was the beating that severe? I knew I had hit him in anger a few times, but I didn't expect it to be that bad."Are you still there, Nicholas?" he asked. I must have been silent for too long."Yes, I
We all exchanged glances, taken aback by his unexpected statement. "Please don't say that, babe," Sonia exclaimed in a panic. Mark shifted his gaze towards her. "I would willingly embrace the remaining two months I have and spend them with you rather than undergo a surgery that could potentially cost me my life," his words pierced my heart. He had carefully evaluated his options and chosen what he believed was best for him. I looked over at Nicholas and saw him sharing silent glances with Wilson. "No, I won't allow that," Sonia asserted. "You will undergo the surgery, and you will survive." "Fine, if you insist, then I will go through with it," Mark said, holding Sonia's hand and tenderly kissing it. She leaned down and kissed his forehead and lips. "You will be fine, babe. I feel it deep within me. You will be fine." He nodded in response. "Well then, the surgery will take place tomorrow," Dr. Wilson declared. "For now, our patient needs as much rest as possible." He approached Ma
My knees nearly buckled beneath me. The Nicholas Effect had taken hold once again. I couldn't blame myself for feeling this way, not when he was so incredibly attractive. Resisting a man like him would be an immense challenge.He placed his hand on mine, which was resting on the table, holding the flask, and gently lifted it, intertwining our fingers."What are you doing?" I asked, although I knew exactly what he was doing and secretly enjoyed it. I wanted to appear somewhat disinterested when, in reality, he ignited a burning desire within me. I longed for nothing more than to have him inside me."Doing what I've wanted to do for the past few days," his voice was filled with desire, making me incredibly aroused. He locked his eyes with mine, hesitating for a moment, before his fingers sensually caressed my face, then traced my lips. I couldn't bear it any longer. It was torture enough. I pulled his face down and devoured his lips. We kissed each other passionately. His hands roamed a
Laura's POV:Sonia stared at me for a long time while I pretended not to notice."What was that about, Laura?" she finally asked."What was what about?" I feigned ignorance, knowing she was referring to the incident with Nicholas in the room before he stormed out in anger."Why did you talk to Nicholas like that?""Sonia, you know I couldn't let you visit Mark alone," I said, standing up from the bed and walking towards her. I crouched in front of the chair where she was seated and placed my hands on her lap."You and I are in this together. You're my best friend. What Nicholas suggested was preposterous.""I understand, Laura, but he was only looking out for you," she said, her voice filled with concern. I knew she was right. I had overreacted, but it wasn't entirely my fault. Maybe if Nicholas hadn't acted the way he did the previous night, I wouldn't have reacted so strongly. I was still hurt by the incident. It stirred up emotions in me. I had foolishly thought that acting indiffe
I took a deep breath before speaking, trying to collect my thoughts."I met one of your men named Mark," I began. He appeared slightly confused."Nicholas, you know I have hundreds of men under my command. Several of them go by the name Mark," he scoffed. "You'll have to be more specific, my friend." It suddenly occurred to me that I should have asked for Mark's last name. Then again, even if I did, he might not know which one I meant. I don't even know the full names of all my employees, so I couldn't blame him for not knowing either.I thought of a better way to explain the reason for my visit. An idea crossed my mind."A friend of mine is in danger, Juarez, and only you can help," I said, my expression serious.Juarez motioned for one of his men to come closer. "Bring us a bottle of my strongest liquor," he said before turning his attention back to me."You see, Nicholas, any friend of yours is a friend of mine too." He took a long drag from his cigar while I waited for him to say
Doctor Wilson cast a fleeting glance at Sonia before turning his gaze towards me. The expression on his face was somber, indicating that something had gone terribly wrong during the operation. He seemed stunned, as though grappling with the heavy burden of delivering devastating news."Please, Doctor, tell me how Mark is doing!" Sonia's voice trembled with fear and desperation."I'm sorry, but despite all my efforts," he paused, taking a deep breath, "we couldn't save him."The words hung heavily in the air, filled with sorrow and disbelief. The news hit us like an overwhelming tidal wave, engulfing us in a sea of grief. Sonia's scream pierced through the heavy silence, echoing the pain that now enveloped our hearts.In that moment, time seemed to freeze. The room, once brimming with hope and anticipation, now felt suffocating, overshadowed by an overwhelming sense of loss. The suddenness of it all blindsided us, making it hard to grasp the magnitude of the tragedy that had befallen u
Nicholas's POVI was still with Juarez when Laura informed me of Mark's demise. The news of his death was a hard pill to swallow, even for me. I told Juarez what had happened, and we observed a moment of silence for Mark while praying for his soul to rest in peace.Soon after, I left his penthouse and headed to the airport. A few hours later, we were in London, making our way straight to my secret hideout. Laura was finally free. She no longer had to live in fear of someone threatening her life, at least not for now. The thought of breaking the news to her and witnessing her reaction had initially brought me joy, until I received the sad news of Mark's passing. I sighed heavily."If only you had fought through this cancer, Mark, you could have become a free man yourself, or maybe even come work for me if you wanted," I thought, reflecting on the missed opportunities.A few minutes later, we arrived at the secret hideout.I went directly upstairs and found Laura dragging a pale and see
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