The nurse smiled and said, "Congratulations, ma'am, you're pregnant." I stared at her in disbelief, my heart racing with joy as I covered my mouth, tears streaming down my face.
Happiness washed over me. This was my chance to mend my marriage, to finally give my husband the family he had always dreamed of, and to welcome him back into my life. After a year of marriage, our attempts to conceive had been unsuccessful, which had caused Dominic to become distant from me. He spent countless hours outdoors and rarely returned home. As I hurried out of the hospital, my heart was filled with joy; I couldn't wait to share the wonderful news with my sister and celebrate together. Being married to a mafia Don, the family needed an heir, and I had struggled with infertility. But now, I finally had the chance to secure my position as Don’s wife. As soon as I parked in the penthouse garage, I jumped out of my car and rushed to the elevator. My heart raced with excitement, and I couldn't help but giggle as I ascended. I was determined to surprise Dominic with the news, and I knew he would be thrilled. I hurried out of the elevator, eager to reach my sister's apartment. I hadn’t called ahead, and knowing her, she was likely inside, lost in her thoughts. As I stepped into the apartment, an unsettling silence enveloped me. “Harper… are you here?” I called, placing my handbag on the chair pulling out the test result, and placing it on the counter before quickly making my way to her room. I opened the door, and my heart raced at the unexpected scene that greeted me. It was my sister Harper and my husband who had her bend over at the post of the bed and rambling inside her. I gasped as they turned to face me, their eyes devoid of remorse or regret. “Harper, how could you do this?” I shouted, rushing toward her in anger, but Dominic restrained me. “Let me go, please… no…” I pleaded, fighting against his grip. “Let me simplify this for you,” he said, and as I met his gaze, my heart ached. He was the man I had devoted myself to for months, striving to earn his love and affection, yet it all seemed in vain. "It's over between us. My lawyer will reach out to you with the divorce papers. Since we don't have any children, this should be straightforward, and you will receive fair compensation," he stated, leaving me in tears, my eyes wide with disbelief. I turned to my sister, only to find a smirk playing on her lips; she was pleased that Dominic was ending our marriage, and it was unmistakable in her gaze. "How could you do this to me?" I cried out in anguish. "What have I done?" he retorted, his face twisted in disgust. I struggled to keep my composure as he spoke to me with such animosity. His words ignited anger and sadness within me. How could he even ask that after I discovered him in bed with my sister? Did he truly despise me that much? “I trusted you completely. I did everything to make you happy and to strengthen our bond, yet you chose to betray me with my sister. How could you do this?” I shouted at him, my voice filled with pain as I looked into his eyes, which were devoid of any emotion. “You didn’t give me a child. You’re barren, utterly barren. I can’t live without a child; my family would never accept that. So, I’ve made my decision: we will part ways, and you will be compensated,” he replied coldly, as I struggled to stifle my sobs. How could he do this to me? I realized I was powerless against him; he was the Don for a reason. As soon as he released me, I crumpled to the floor, overwhelmed with grief, watching him gather his clothes and leave. He paid no mind to my cries as I mourned. My sister, too, seemed indifferent as she got up to dress, and I could see the delight in her eyes, the satisfaction she felt in this moment that was so devastating for me. How could you do this to me, Harper? I trusted you; you’re my sister! My voice trembled as I spoke, and I had never felt so shattered in my life. “I did what I had to do to survive. You should understand that,” she replied, glancing back at me “Survive what? How?” I yelled at her in anger as she scoffed. “You have no idea if you're done leave,” she snapped at me. “You’re my sister, you heartless witch! Don’t you feel any remorse for what you’ve done? Can’t you see how deeply you’ve hurt me?” I shouted, tears streaming down my face as she met my gaze. “I honestly don’t care,” she said coldly, and I stood up, moving closer to her. “I’m going to have his baby. After the divorce, you can just leave,” she said, and I felt my body tremble with rage. How could she dictate my life like this? “And what if I refuse? You can’t control me,” I challenged her, and she laughed as she turned to face me. “Then brace yourself, sister. You’ll wish for death, while I get everything I want,” she declared. “You will pay for this, Harper. I swear it,” I retorted fiercely as I stormed out of the penthouse. Days went by, and they felt like the darkest moments of my life. Dominic hadn’t returned home for a single day, and on the third day, his lawyer delivered the divorce papers to me. The settlement was substantial, just as promised, but I had no intention of accepting it. I planned to leave this place far behind and raise my child where he or she would be safe from him. With a heavy heart, I signed the papers, packed my bags into the truck, and drove away. Tears streamed down my face as I made my way to the airport, and just as I locked my phone, it rang. “What do you want?” I snapped at Harper, who responded with a mocking laugh. “You think I’d let you escape so easily? While you're pregnant,” she threatened, sending a shiver down my spine. “How do you know I’m pregnant?” I shot back, my voice low and fierce. "You left your test results on my counter, you know!" she said, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. I had completely forgotten that I had taken the results to her place and left them there. “It’s done, Harper. You can have him; I’m done here, and don’t worry he isn’t coming near my child” I shouted into the phone before abruptly ending the call. Just then, a car crashed into mine, and I felt a sharp pain as my head struck hard. I released the steering wheel, and everything faded to black.A year later I stood at the altar, my heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The day I had dreamed of for so long was finally here. Before me, Ivan stood, his eyes locked onto mine with such affection that I could feel the warmth spreading through me. In just a few minutes, he would officially become my husband. As the priest began to speak, his words became a distant hum in the background. It felt as though it was just Ivan and I in that moment, the entire world fading away around us. His gaze held mine steadfastly, "Clarissa, do you take Ivan to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest's voice finally pierced through my thoughts. "I do," I answered dreamily, my voice barely above a whisper. Ivan smiled, a smirk dancing on his lips as he gazed at me with unwavering affection. The moment seemed frozen in time, suspended between anticipation and fulfillment. "And do you, Ivan, take Clarissa to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest turned to him.
Dominic POVAiden burst into my office, his voice filled with urgency. "Boss, we found her!" The moment those words reached my ears, I leaped from my chair, my heart racing with hope and anxiety. It had been a year since my Ex wife vanished without a trace, leaving me in a constant state of worry and regret. I often wished I could rewind time and be the husband I should have been, but now it felt like that chance had slipped away. "How? When?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended, as I caught Aiden's gaze. His eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was also a hint of sympathy that made my heart ache.“Where is she?” I stepped closer, gripping his shirt in a mix of desperation and fear, my body trembling with a whirlwind of emotions. His expression hinted at both good and bad news.“We found her. She’s in Russia with the Russian Don,” he revealed, and I felt my face drain of color. Ivan, my fiercest rival, had my wife, and a surge of rage coursed through me."We need to ac
Clarissa’s POV When I gazed into his eyes, a strange familiarity washed over me, yet no matter how hard I tried to recall, my mind remained a blank slate. I noticed the surprise etched on his face as he took a step back, and for the first time, I allowed myself to truly observe him. He was undeniably attractive, with dark hair pulled back neatly, but the scar that traced from his eye to his cheek gave him a rugged appearance. In an instant, the haunting image of Ivan lying motionless on the ground invaded my thoughts, sending a chill of fear through me. Yet, amidst the turmoil, I sensed something was off; this man seemed certain that I was someone he recognized as his wife and had interrupted my wedding because of it. To make matters worse, he had revealed that he was divorced from his wife, and I couldn't understand why he was so determined to win her back after having left her. He turned and walked to the back of the jet, leaving me alone in the passenger seat, still dr
Dominic POV I gazed at her as she drifted off in my arms, I knew she was fighting to stay awake, but I knew her well enough to recognize the panic rising within her. The only way to calm her was to gently ease her into sleep. As I cradled her, I admired her face; though time had passed, she remained stunning. Her hair cascaded behind her in soft waves, her skin was as smooth as cream, and her lips retained that youthful allure. Just as I was about to lay her down, the door swung open, and Aiden entered. “Don,” he called, and I turned my attention to him. “A What’s the situation?” I inquired, my gaze still fixed on the serene beauty before me. “He survived. It turns out he was wearing a bulletproof vest, and the bullet only grazed his skin,” Aiden replied, and I had to summon all my strength to keep my emotions in check. A wave of anger washed over me at the thought of having dealt with that monster, only to learn he was still alive, I whisper he had died when I have
I groaned as I opened my eyes, a dull headache crashing over me in waves. As I sat up, I scanned my surroundings and quickly realized I was in an unfamiliar room. Something felt off, and the first question that popped into my mind was how I had ended up here. Then, like a sudden jolt, the memories flooded back. The wedding, Ivan’s tragic death right before my eyes, and then there was him. Dominic. The enigmatic stranger who had captivated my attention, filled with an aura of sorrow and countless unanswered questions. I recalled him injecting something into me—whatever it was that Clarissar had used had definitely knocked me out. As I sat upright, I noticed I was dressed in nightwear, my once beautiful wedding dress now gone. Clutching the robe tightly around me, I slowly dragged myself out of bed. I opened the door to reveal a long, dimly lit hallway. A nagging feeling told me I was no longer in Russia, and wherever Clarissar was, it felt like a distant memory. The thought of esc
I stood there, completely stunned, gazing at a woman I had never encountered before in my life. “Wait, what?” I asked Dominic, who was glaring at Harper with a fierce intensity. “I used to call her my sister, but after what she did to me, she’s no sister of mine. I will never see her as family again,” Harper shouted, turning on her heel and storming out of the office. I was left standing there, more bewildered than ever. I felt paralyzed as I watched her walk away, unsure of how to respond or what to think. I didn’t understand what was happening. I glanced at Dominic, who was still fixated on the door through which she had just exited, and it was clear they shared a complicated past. Harper herself had acknowledged it, and the depth of her hatred for me was palpable, sending chills down my spine. Whatever had transpired between this woman named Eve and her was clearly something dark and troubling.I was exhausted from trying to convince this man that I wasn't his long-lost wife.
It took me some time to finally push him away, as I was overwhelmed with fear and uncertainty. I had always been told that the fear of the unknown is the most daunting, and that’s exactly what I was experiencing, i was terrified of what I might uncover, what truths might come to light. As I stepped back, his gaze filled with desire made me feel a deep sense of shame for the first time. “You…you…” I stuttered, my eyes widening in shock at the situation unfolding before me. “I will wait… Eve, even if it takes years to have you by my side,” he murmured before turning to leave. I stood there, struggling to catch my breath, my heart racing as confusion and fear clouded my mind. I realized I had to escape; I needed to get away from this place to avoid being trapped by Dominic . I understood all too well that he wouldn’t let me go easily, regardless of what I did or how hard I tried. I quietly slipped out of the room, and as I wandered through the halls, his words replayed in my
As temping as it was I knew I couldn’t refuse, I had to get it of here no matter what, and she wasn’t even making it easy for me, by being a bitch. I gazed at her, feeling a mix of shock and confusion. She had always made it clear that she didn’t want me around, and I couldn’t quite grasp her motives. But honestly, it didn’t matter to me; all I wanted was to escape this place, and if that meant we had a deal, then so be it. “Great, a deal it is. If I were kidnapped and brought here against my will, I’d definitely want to leave,” I replied, noticing a smile creeping onto her lips, as if she couldn’t believe I was actually agreeing to her terms. Despite how tempting it was, I realized I couldn't say no to her terms, why would I ever want to come back here in the first place. Her difficult attitude certainly wasn't helping. Each sharp word and dismissive gesture only added to my frustration, making it harder to focus on my own needs and desires. I glanced around, searching f