Laura's POV Why was Nicholas deserving of such profound gratitude? It couldn't just be the act of offering him employment and shelter. That alone wouldn't be enough reason for someone to claim they owe their life to him. Besides, this place felt more like a prison than a comfortable abode. Living here for an extended period couldn't be anyone's idea of a blissful life. Perhaps Nicholas had saved him from committing suicide? Yes, that could be it, I speculated. As if reading my mind, Gabriel chimed in, "Mr. Nicholas actually avenged the man who killed Samuel's family," he smiled. Ah, that must be the butler's name—Samuel. Thankfully, Gabriel clarified before I had to ask, avoiding any potential embarrassment of not knowing his name despite staying with him for over a month. Only an arrogant boss would commit such a blunder, but I wasn't even his boss. "So the fire incident wasn't an accident after all?" I inquired, feeling perplexed. "No, ma'am, it wasn't," Samuel replied, his voic
Laura's POV "What other reason could there be?" I asked. He didn't say anything. What other reason was he expecting? Wait, was he expecting me to say I was traveling with him because I wanted to be around him and couldn't bear the thought of staying far apart? Or maybe that I loved him so much and wanted to be wherever he was? If that was what he wanted to hear, then he needed to think again. I looked outside the window, at the surrounding bushes we passed. The environment was so serene and calm. A few moments later, we arrived at the airport. "Did you already book our flights?" I asked Nicholas. I had completely forgotten that flights needed to be booked for our journey to Italy. I would imagine someone like him would want to get first-class tickets. He wouldn't want to stay in economy class or even business class. I smiled at the thought. He was actually very influential, powerful, and wealthy. So it was a no-brainer. He looked at me, a surprised look on his face. "Uhhhm, why wou
Nicholas' POV I looked back at her with desire-filled eyes. She held the curtains in her hands and looked down in shock at the sight before her. I didn't care; I couldn't afford to care at that point. Her presence had not changed anything for me; I was still engrossed in the act. Frustrated, she stormed out of the scene. I eventually released into the flight attendant's mouth, and she seemed to enjoy it. She wiped her mouth and stood up while I went to the bathroom to clean up. I always made sure she got paid handsomely and was well taken care of. Thoughts of Laura suddenly flooded my mind. Why did she come in when she did? Why did she have to see me in the act? I thought furiously and returned to my seat. Laura's POV I heard moans coming from the back. "No, it can't be!" I thought. Nicholas can't be having sex on board. Was he pleasuring himself? He is the only one capable of moaning like that here. Any other person would probably get thrown out of the moving jet for doing that w
Laura's POV He motioned for me to walk before him. I didn't want to obey him, but I didn't want to start an argument, so I just did as I was told. I got down from the jet and looked around; we were at an airport. I saw a convoy of three cars with a black limousine in the middle. Bodyguards surrounded the cars. I didn't need to be told; they were all Nicholas' men. They were there to take their boss home. I did a head count of the men, and there were about twelve of them. They greeted Nicholas as we got close and opened the door. Nicholas let me go in before him, and when he got in, the car was shut. He glanced over at me, and I held his gaze for a few seconds before looking away. I went farther away from him to the other side of the car and looked out the window. He pulled me back close to him slowly. I didn't resist, but I didn't look at him either. "What's wrong, Laura?" he asked with a concerned voice. Typical of him to ask me what was wrong when he knew the exact answer to that
Laura's POVI glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Sonia, my best friend. It brought a smile to my face as I hadn't spoken to her since yesterday when I told her I would be staying at her apartment in London. She had given me all the necessary information to make my stay comfortable. I picked up the phone, settled myself comfortably on the bed, and answered."Hello, babes, how are you?" I asked."I'm fine, babe. I was just checking to see if you've settled into my apartment already," she said. I could hear her mother's voice in the background, probably nagging her about something. I recalled my own relationship with my mum and how it could be similarly amusing. Sonia mumbled something to her mum and moved away until her mum's voice was no longer audible."Is your mum giving you a hard time?" I inquired."Oh, in so many different ways I can't even start explaining right now, babe," she replied with a hint of annoyance. "Isn't she supposed to be helping me get over the death of my bo
I already had a good guess as to who it would be. Who else but the boss of the house himself? I opened the door and to my surprise, he wasn't the one. A tall, slender, beautiful lady stood before me."Hi, Madam. Mr. Nicholas asked me to check on you," she said."Oh really? Where is he?" I asked."He is downstairs, ma'am, waiting for you," she replied with a smile. Judging from her clothes, I could tell she was one of the housekeepers. She looked so beautiful it made me jealous. Nicholas obviously did this on purpose, hiring these beautiful girls to come work in his mansion."Okay, tell him I'll be with him in a minute." She nodded and left. As soon as I shut the door, I went straight to the beautifully furnished cushion in my room and sat down. I had wanted to go downstairs before the housekeeper came, but now I would wait for an extra ten minutes before going down. I didn't want Nicholas thinking I came as soon as he called. Petty, right? Yeah, but I don't mind.After I was sure ten
Laura's POV: "I think you misunderstood me even before I had been given the chance, Laura," he said calmly. "I thought you…" "Well, you thought wrong," he interjected firmly. "How would you even think I would refuse Sonia, your friend, from coming over?" He scoffed and said, "It appears that after the weeks we have spent together, you still know nothing about me." He threw his hands in the air in disbelief. I wondered why he was making a fuss all because of a statement I made. I didn't know anything about him? Is he kidding me right now? Of course, I know a lot of things about him, especially how he loved fucking different women without giving a hoot what any of them thinks. I also happen to know how risky his world is. The world of the mafians, filled with wars and blood spillage. One could literally be alive today and dead tomorrow in his world. Human life is not regarded at all. The taking of too many hard drugs has hardened their minds, making them see humans as animals. I re
Nicholas POVI entered my room feeling incredibly frustrated and angry. Why did Laura have to say what she said? After everything I have done for her, how could she insinuate that I didn't want Sonia, her friend, to come over? Is that how petty she really thought I was? A whole me, Nicholas Brandson, with everything I have, bothered by having her friend spend time with her?Women! So typical of them. You do everything you can to please them, and they take you for granted whenever they want.Despite still being hungry, I left the dining table in anger. Argh, Laura! What would I ever do with you? Look how petty you made me act!I took out my phone from my side pocket and dialed Abraham's number. He picked up almost immediately. Somewhat embarrassed about what I was going to ask of him, I cleared my throat."Abraham, I need you to listen carefully," I said."Yes, boss," he said with a hint of mockery in his voice. He usually doesn't call me boss; whenever he did, it was either to tease o
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