Kimberly POV "My darling granddaughter, who would believe you're alive”? An energetic old woman, probably in her 80's stepped from the door, before moving closer and pulling me in a suffocating warm hug.She looks small, but wrapped in her arms, I felt smaller."I'm your father's mother dear. YourGrandma!" she added, laughing The moment she saw the look of confusion on my face after releasing me from her hug."Grandma." I repeated with a warm smile."Let's take a walk around the company dearie." Alex said, dismissing the staffs who had gathered around us."Sure.""The Gioselle Company is the largestcompany in the United Kingdom. The second after the Flores in the whole world." Alex explained."We have multiple partners and shareholders, which of course I'm the Highest shareholder" He added proudly.I gave him a warm smile.I couldn't stay angry for a long time. Alex has promised to protect Lan, protect me and My unborn child too, so what more can I ask for?"Sometimes, We rank To
Kimberly's POV“Don’t hire a copywriter this time,” I said plainly, folding my arms as I watched Alex face turn ashen.“What? We might lose ranking!” he exclaimed, alarmed.“Do you trust me?” I asked, meeting his gaze.“What do you mean?” he asked, his voice laced with doubt.“I’d like to handle the contract myself. All I want is your approval. Leave the rest to me,” I said, standing firm.“But you’re new... and…” Alex hesitated, his doubt hanging in the air.“Do you trust me?” I repeated, cutting him off.After a long pause, he sighed. “Okay. I’ll let you show yourself to the world.”(Present Day)The moment I stepped out of the car, the sharp clicks of cameras and a sea of reporters surrounded me. Microphones were shoved in my direction, and questions were hurled like bullets.“Who are you, and what company do you represent?” one bold mouthed reporter asked, stepping in front of the crowd.I stopped, met her gaze, and answered coolly. “I am Kimberly. Kimberly Gioselle.”A stunned si
Leonardo’s POV"The winner has been decided," the announcer’s voice thundered through the hall, pulling me from my restless thoughts. My fingers tapped rhythmically against the armrest, a futile attempt to mask my growing irritation."Many of us know the rankings of the top two companies have remained unchanged for years," the announcer continued, pausing theatrically. "But will that remain the case this year?""For God’s sake, can he just say it and get this over with?" Monica hissed beside me, her tone sharp enough to draw a few curious glances.I clenched my jaw. The announcer’s unnecessary theatrics were grating, but my focus remained razor-sharp. I needed the Fiore Company to maintain its dominance. Anything less than first place was unacceptable."The fifth world-largest company goes to Stiten & Co.," he announced finally.Scattered applause followed as the award was presented. The announcer droned on, working his way through the ranks. My patience wore thinner with each passing
Kimberly POV “Leave now, Monica!” Leonardo's sharp voice cut through the air, his hand catching Monica's wrist just as she lunged toward me.“Leo, she…” Monica tried to argue, her voice trembling with anger.“Get out!” he barked again, his tone cold and commanding. His glare made it clear there would be no room for negotiation.Monica’s eyes darted between us, fury and humiliation painting her face as she stormed out of the room, her heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor, leaving us alone in the convenience.Leonardo’s gaze shifted to me. For a moment, he looked uncertain, his lips parting as though searching for the right words. But I beat him to it.“What now, Leo?” I asked, crossing my arms and meeting his stare. The lingering tension made my voice sharper than I intended.He hesitated, then stepped closer. “Kimberly... I searched for you. I tried to find you. But…” His voice trailed off as he reached out, his fingers brushing my cheek.The warmth of his touch sent an unw
Kimberly’s POV"I never wanted to keep it from you, Leo. Believe me," I said, my voice trembling as I saw his face darken.I wasn’t even sure why I was explaining myself. He had caused this. Yet, here I was, trying to make him understand."Kimberly…""Believe me, Leo, the baby was a..." I hesitated, feeling the weight of my own words. "Was a mistake.""Kimberly!" Leonardo's voice sharpened as he grabbed my shoulders. His grip was firm, but not painful."Look at me!" he commanded.My shoulders slackened as I met his gaze. I expected anger, but what I saw was something else entirely.Something deeper."My baby isn’t a mistake." His voice was quieter now, but no less intense."Leo, I—""Listen to me." His hands slid from my shoulders down to my stomach, his touch lingering as if trying to connect with the life growing inside me. "I know I hurt you. And the baby. But I swear..." He paused, his fingers pressing lightly against my belly."I’ll make it up to you."I stared at him, stunned. D
– A Name I Shouldn’t Have ForgottenKimberly POV “Let’s go, Kimberly.” Alex’s voice was urgent, his hand gripping my arm as if he could drag me away from the mess unfolding before us.I jerked away from him. “No! Who is she, Alex?” My voice was raw with frustration, my hand pointing at the woman standing in front of us—the woman who had just claimed to be his daughter. “Who the hell is she, and why are you letting her say all this nonsense?”The woman didn’t flinch. If anything, she looked amused. “Oh, it’s not nonsense,” she said smoothly, her lips curling. “You’re the one living in a lie.”My stomach twisted.Alex had done a DNA test when he found me—it came back positive. So who was she? Another long-lost child? An imposter? Or worse, the real one?“Kimberly, I’ll explain everything, but not here,” Alex said, low and desperate.“No, you’ll explain it now,” the woman cut in before I could even respond.I turned on my heel and marched toward the car, my pulse hammering in my ears. T
– A Name I Shouldn’t Have ForgottenKimberly POV “Let’s go, Kimberly.” Alex’s voice was urgent, his hand gripping my arm as if he could drag me away from the mess unfolding before us.I jerked away from him. “No! Who is she, Alex?” My voice was raw with frustration, my hand pointing at the woman standing in front of us—the woman who had just claimed to be his daughter. “Who the hell is she, and why are you letting her say all this nonsense?”The woman didn’t flinch. If anything, she looked amused. “Oh, it’s not nonsense,” she said smoothly, her lips curling. “You’re the one living in a lie.”My stomach twisted.Alex had done a DNA test when he found me—it came back positive. So who was she? Another long-lost child? An imposter? Or worse, the real one?“Kimberly, I’ll explain everything, but not here,” Alex said, low and desperate.“No, you’ll explain it now,” the woman cut in before I could even respond.I turned on my heel and marched toward the car, my pulse hammering in my ears. T
I woke up a little less sad and energetic. Rushed to the bathroom to brush and take a shower before heading downstairs to join the others for breakfast.“Good morning, Mom,” I greeted, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek before settling into my seat.'Hi dad, Hi granny’“Morning, honey. Hope you slept well?”“Yes, I did,” I replied automatically, even though we both knew that wasn’t true. No one in this house had truly slept well last night. But it wouldn't hurt to pretend everything is fine.“I’m going for my antenatal appointment today,” I announced as I reached for the jar of Nutella. “And I want to do a scan for the gender reveal.”“That’s so thoughtful of you, darling,” Nancy said, setting down her fork. “But can’t you do it tomorrow instead?”I frowned. “Why? Is something wrong with today?”“Actually…” she hesitated, “I’d love to go with you. A gender reveal is a big deal. But my schedule is packed today.”I sighed.“We could go together early tomorrow morning,” she added with a
Kimberley's Pov My heart leapt into my throat. There, in flesh and blood, with a gun clutched in one hand and his eyes locked onto me. My man. He was all I ever could have hoped for. But Lara wasn’t through yet. Not even her doom is glaring. Without hesitation, she moved for me, her fingers closing around my neck and jerking me backward roughly. My knife was still clutched in my fingers, but Lara moved first, her grip tightening around my throat in an unrelenting grasp. “No, no, no, Leonardo,” she sneered, her breath coming in jerky puffs. “You have played your move too soon. I will be the one to conclude it.” She yanked me toward her, using my body as a shield. I struggled to breathe, my chest rising and falling desperately against the tightening grip. My vision blurred, and I felt the sting of tears at the edge of my eyes, not from pain, not yet, at least, but from fear. Leonardo’s gun remained leveled. His eyes glinted, trained on both of us, a deadly tranquility in his
Kimberly’s POVMy heart slammed against my ribs. There he was, my Leonardo standing in the dimly lit warehouse, a gun clutched in his hand, his dark eyes locked onto mine. My man. My savior. My only hope.But Lara wasn’t done. Not even with her downfall staring her in the face.Before I could react, she yanked me backward, her fingers closing around my throat in a vice-like grip. The force sent a sharp jolt of pain down my spine, my breath choking off in my throat. My knife was still in my hand, but she moved too fast, her hold tightening with brutal force.“No, no, no, Leonardo.” She sneered, her breath ragged with fury. “You played your move too soon. I will be the one to finish this.”She jerked me against her, using my body as a human shield.I struggled, my chest rising and falling in desperate gasps. Black spots danced at the edges of my vision, my body fighting the suffocating grip. I wasn’t just afraid, I was terrified.Leonardo’s gun never wavered. His face was unreadable, bu
Kimberley's POV.Pain radiated from my wrists, where the ropes had chafed my skin. The moldy, wet environment in the warehouse blistered in my lungs when I struggled to draw a steady breath. The knife was still at my throat, the cold steel pressing hard enough to sting.Lara’s grip about the handle was strong, but it seemed off. She was unbalanced, trembling, and unsteady.She’s unraveling.I’d spent long enough witnessing humans manipulate, deceive, and distort reality to know when an individual was about to lose it. Lara was losing it completely, her sanity, her power, her sense of victory.I just had to push her a little deeper.“You don’t have to do this,” I whispered, putting a tremble in my voice. I had to sound vulnerable. Needed to make Lara believe I'm afraid, because I was, but fear wasn’t the only thing keeping me alive right now. My baby was.Lara let out a faint, humorless laugh. "Sweetie, I don't have to, but I'd prefer to."I swallowed, feeling the press of the knife ag
Leonardo's POV.The moment I stepped out into the cold night, I could sense the weight of it all bearing down upon me. My heart beat in erratic pulses, my blood afire with anger and with fright. This was not just another job; it was about Kimberley—my wife, the mother of my daughter, the woman I loved more than anything.She was out somewhere, in agony, and at the mercy of a lunatic with no qualms about ruining everything I cherished.My team was already in motion, but the distance between us and the abandoned warehouse district felt like an eternity. My mind raced, calculating, strategizing. I had to move quickly, but every second felt like a lifetime.The pounding in my head matched the thudding of my heart."Boss," Enzo interrupted, shaking me out of my trance state. “We’ve got the location. We’re almost there. We’ll storm the place, get in and get her out.”I barely acknowledged him. I kept my eyes trained in one direction and my hands holding onto the wheel even tighter."I’ll ta
Kimberley's POV My nerves weren’t soothed by the faint, fading light above my head. The adrenaline coursing through my veins made my pulse race, and the sweat trickling down my back only added to my sense of urgency. I wasn’t going to give up, not now that there was still a chance to escape. I had to give it my all.The only thing standing between me and freedom was Royce, who stood quietly in the corner, his body stiff and guarded. Lara had gone off to do whatever twisted thing she had planned, leaving me alone with the man who had been both my captor and maybe, just maybe my saviour.Royce’s eyes darted nervously around the room as he sat on a crate a few feet from me. He was a man lost in thought, pondering his next move, uncertainty written all over him.I recognized it. The hesitation. The anxiety. I had to use it. I needed to take this moment, to push him further.With a quiet resolve, I began, my voice gentle but steady. “Royce, I know you don’t want to be here. Your eyes show
Leonardo's POV There was no sound in the safe house. It was silent. Too silent. Seated in my office, my knuckles turned white as I gripped the whiskey in the crystal tumbler. The amber liquid, which had yet to be touched, reflected the faint light from the enormous chandelier above. My thoughts were elsewhere, obviously not in this house or this room. They were with her. Kimberley. My wife. Missing. In danger. Kimberly's parent has called a while ago, doing everything within their power to bring back their daughter. But nothing was coming forth. Well what do I expect when dealing with a psychopath? Nancy had been beating and blaming herself and it's driving me crazier.And now this.I gazed at the plain envelope on my desk, my fingers quivering slightly. Just a simple manila envelope. No address. No labels.I sat there as if my world hadn't just been shattered. Lan had brought it. It was found outside the main gates. The delivery had not been captured on camera. There were no footpr
Kimberley's POV It was cold in the room. Not only from the absence of heat but also from the overwhelming presence of insanity that hung thick in the air. My wrists were raw from the restraints, my body sore from the struggle earlier. But none of that mattered. What mattered was survival. I had to get inside Royce’s head. He looked like he is doing all of these by order and not will.I needed to make him question, doubt, and eventually turn against Lara. Because she wasn’t just unhinged, she was unpredictable. And unpredictable people were the most dangerous.Humming under her breath, Lara sat in the corner, flipping through her sick little scrapbook. I got chills from the sound. She was engrossed in a world she had created for herself in which I was the barrier she had to remove, and Leonardo was hers. After a while, she fell asleep.I needed to act quickly.With his arms folded and his face unreadable, Royce stood close to the door. He was built like a soldier, broad shoulders, a
Leonardo's POV.Sweat, alcohol, and sex filled the underground den. The gloomy shadows on the dirty walls were created by the dim red lights that flickered above. Cigarette smoke thickened the air, and the faint sounds of illegal transactions buzzed around the room.Men such as myself hardly ever entered such a place without making a scene.And I was going to do just that.Closely followed by my men, I forced my way through the heavy steel door. Suspicious eyes darted toward us, and the room’s noise level instantly decreased. Since they were already aware of who I was, I didn’t need to introduce myself.Enzo moved forward first, looking around the throng. Then he barked, “Where’s Aldo?”A couple of customers shifted uneasily and looked toward the rear area. In situations like this, fear outweighed loyalty—even though nobody wanted to be the one to sell out their own.I didn't have patience for games. I strode forward, yanking the nearest man out of his seat. With a yelp, he spilled hi
Kimberley’s POV A dull ache pulsed at the back of my head, pulling me from unconsciousness. My limbs felt sluggish, and my body felt heavy as I forced my eyes open. The tiny, windowless room was filled with unsettling shadows as the faint light above flickered.Panic weighed heavily on my chest. The last thing I could recall was kicking, struggling, and tasting fear as I fought Lara before I was grabbed from behind. Right now, I am in a new and worse place. The air was cold, with a hint of mildew and a hint of metal.This time, my wrists were bound in front of me rather than behind me as I lay on a firm mattress. Even though my ankles were still tied, there was more space than before.And then I heard a sound…light footsteps.I tensed as I looked up suddenly. The light flickered as Lara stood in the doorway. But she was different in some way. She was no longer the smug, controlled woman I had previously met.This was a more dangerous Lara, with her hair disheveled, her pupils blown w