Laura's POVI found it quite surprising; I didn't think she would want to go this far, and for what gain? For a man who doesn't love her anymore? I glared at her with fury. She bent down and removed the gag from my mouth."You! So, you're the one who had me kidnapped?" I spat. She laughed scornfully and threw her hands in the air."Oh, darling, don't take it too personally," she paced around the room. "Did you really think I would stay on the sidelines and watch you possess what is rightfully mine?" She asked, looking at me with contempt."What is rightfully yours?" I queried. "Do you mean a man whom you left years ago without any valid reason?" I laughed bitterly, aiming to spite her. I wanted to say anything, absolutely anything, to make her furious."You had better wake up from your useless dreams, Nicholas is not the kind of man to be pushed around, and you know it. He would never take you back again.""Hahahaha," she laughed heartily as she looked down at me and shook her head in
Nicholas POVI was already on my way back to my house in Italy when I called Sonia on the phone and requested that she take the next available flight to Italy. Fortunately, she expressed her willingness to come the following day, having completed her business in London and being ready to relocate to Italy at last.However, due to an urgent matter that required our immediate attention, I urged her to change her plans and arrive today instead.She was the only person Laura trusted, aside from her mother. There was no way I was going to inform her mother that her daughter had been kidnapped by people I had yet to track down.Sonia was the only person I could confide in at the moment; after all, they were best friends. I took out my phone and dialed Carlos, asking, "How is the investigation going?""Boss, the CCTV footage was wiped; we are still trying to recover it," he replied."Damn! Who could be behind this?" I wondered aloud."Tell them to speed up the process. I would pay any price
Nicholas POV I took a deep breath, well aware of Alfred's irrational nature. I needed to choose my words carefully, concealing my anger beneath a calm facade. That guy was a real psycho. "Calm down, Alfred," I said, directing my gaze toward Mr. Dickson, who was eagerly awaiting an explanation. "Hahaha," Alfred let out a wicked laugh. "Oh, I'm as calm as can be, big brother. You know who's not calm? Your pretty little bitch. She's scared out of her mind, wondering when I'll blow her brains out," he sneered sarcastically. "Well, that all depends on you and your ability to meet my demands... her safety, I mean." All I wanted to say was, "If she loses even a strand of her hair, Alfred, I'll tear you to pieces and feed you to my dogs." But instead, I asked, "What do you want? What can I give in exchange for her life?" "Well, now we're getting to the actual reason I called. I need you to get me $50 million in cash, bring it to the location I'll send to you," he said, his tone dripping w
Nicholas POV Alfred and Laura tumbled to the ground. She glanced back and noticed his injury; he had been shot in the arm he'd used to hold onto her. "Quick, Laura, come over here!" I yelled. She sprang to her feet and dashed towards us. At that moment, I saw Alfred reaching for his fallen gun, and he aimed it at Laura. Panic surged through me as I reached for my own concealed firearm. He moved too quickly, squeezing the trigger, but Dickson instinctively pushed Laura aside and took the bullet instead. I was in a state of shock. Everything had unfolded in the blink of an eye. Anger coursed through me as I squeezed the trigger, hitting his shoulder and disarming him. I approached him and emptied my bullets into his body, causing blood to splatter across the floor. My gaze shifted to Rose with a deep sense of disdain. She appeared frightened and was on the verge of fleeing when my men, emerging from hiding in the bushes, swiftly apprehended her. Despite my strong desire for revenge a
Laura's POVHe stood by the doorway, a radiant smile on his face as he glanced at Abraham before shifting his attention to me. He then proceeded to walk in our direction. I couldn't help but catch my breath. His presence left me utterly breathless."Stop it, Laura, not again," my inner thoughts scolded."Good day, ma. It's a pleasure to see you once more," he greeted, reaching out his hand with a smile gracing his features. I cleared my throat, struggling to maintain my composure as I shook his hand, feeling a surge of electricity course through my body. I was undeniably captivated by him.I raised my gaze gracefully, meeting his eyes as I replied with confidence, "It's a pleasure to see you again. Remind me of your name, please?" I inquired, feigning forgetfulness about his name being Fernando.Maintaining this pretense was essential because I didn't want to give him any misconceptions. If I had mentioned his name, he might have assumed I was interested in him. After all, with over 1
Laura's POVHe flashed a smile my way, closing the distance between us. "Have you been searching for me, Madam?" he quipped, raising an eyebrow.The term "Madam" again? Why does he insist on calling me that when my name is Laura?"Calm down, Laura," my inner voice reasoned. "He's just showing you the respect he thinks you deserve as his boss's wife.""I'm not sure if you know, or if I've mentioned it before, but my name is Laura," I replied, examining him seductively with my eyes. I hadn't come here to play games, and I wanted to make that clear to him."Oh, is that so?" he asked slyly. "How could I possibly address my boss's wife by her first name? What would people say or think?" he mused.Running my hand along his shirt, I whispered, "You don't have to call me by my name in front of others," locking eyes with him. "Save that for when we're alone." He raised an eyebrow in surprise, a subtle smile playing at the corners of his lips. He seemed genuinely intrigued."I'll do just that,
Laura's POVMy heart sank into my stomach as I heard his words. He had mentioned he would come home by 10 pm, and it wasn't even that time yet. Why had he returned earlier than planned?Wait, could he have seen me? Was he asking because he knew? Panic surged within me momentarily. But even if he had seen me, so what? He had cheated on me first with his ex-girlfriend, the same person he claimed he wanted nothing to do with anymore.Suddenly, confidence coursed through my body, and I gazed at him intently."I went outside for a walk to clear my head. You mentioned you'd be home by 10 pm. What happened? Why did you come back earlier than expected?" I asked, scrutinizing him carefully, silently praying that my worst fear hadn't come true.I couldn't afford to get caught now, but if I already had, I'd play the guilty-not-guilty card."Yeah, about that, we finished the meeting an hour earlier than planned, which is why I came home early," he explained. I let out a deep breath. It was clear
Laura's POVI sneaked into his room, making sure no one saw me in broad daylight. I tapped lightly on the door as I entered, and it opened almost immediately."There you are," he said, holding the door open, a smile creeping onto his face. My eyes lit up upon seeing him. He had occupied my thoughts all night, and the mental image I had of him didn't do justice to the real thing.He was breathtaking. The rays of sunshine that streaked into the room brightened his white shirt, making him look almost unreal, like a deity.I stepped inside, and he closed the door behind me. Then, he turned around and immediately swept me off my feet—literally. I giggled as he spun me around."You just don't know how much I've missed you. All I could think about was you, day and night," he said, looking down at me with his mesmerizing eyes. I blushed a rosy pink, my heart fluttering beneath his gaze. I wrapped my hands around his shoulders and kissed him lightly. "Surprisingly, I missed you too," I said be
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