The man’s eyes widened in shock, but he tried to argue. "Ma'am, I—"I cut him off, my gaze boring into him. Whatever he saw there must have convinced him, because he shut his mouth quickly, his horror plain on his face. "This way, ma'am," he muttered.Before he could lead me away, the doctor caught up, panting and red-faced. "Okay, time to go back to your room," he said, sounding far too pleased with himself as if this was some minor misunderstanding that could be easily solved.The man raised a hand to stop him. "Don’t worry, Doctor. I’m taking her home," he said, his tone final. The doctor hesitated, looking between us, but didn’t argue.I followed the mafia man out of the hospital, my bare feet slapping against the cold floor until we reached the garage. He stopped in front of a sleek black car and turned to me, a puzzled look on his face. "Aren’t you going to change?" he asked, gesturing vaguely at my hospital gown.I crossed my arms and glared at him. "No, I’m not. Take me back
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 bu
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.