As they were leaving, Damien’s arm protectively around Anastasia’s shoulders as they looked undeniably close and they were lost in their own world. Regina’s eyes reddened while her clenched fists trembled with the urge to lash out. Her nails dug into her palms and she fought the urge to contain the simmering jealousy at the sight of Anastasia. This woman was taking away the man she had always envisioned beside her.Claire leaned toward Harold as her voice was a sharp whisper. “Hubby, you have to do something. That girl’s behavior is insufferably spoiled. She needs to be disciplined.”Harold’s gaze lingered on the door where his daughter had stormed out in defiance. Claire’s words had a little impact but he stayed silent. How could he explain that punishment didn’t work with Anastasia? She was stubborn beyond reason and was devoid of the fear he expected her to have. Despite his attempts to control her in, she remained resolute and her spirit was unbroken. This girl was defiant for no
A maid appeared at the doorway and said, “Miss Spencer, the Master is calling for you.”As Claire and Regina made their way to Harold’s study and they found him seated at his desk, a file clasped in his hands. He looked up as they entered. Without a word, he handed the file to Regina.“What is this, Dad?” she asked, curiosity bubbling within her.“Open it,” Harold replied, his tone cool. Regina flipped open the file and her eyes widened in disbelief as she absorbed the contents. Inside were the documents indicating that her father was transferring all his shares in her jewelry company to her. These shares were worth millions and had been a significant part of his investments. She could hardly wrap her head around it. Why was he acting so generous? Claire gasped softly as her heart raced. She and Regina had never imagined that Harold would give such valuable assets, especially while he was still alive. Why was he so nice today? What changed? “I have instructed Paul,” Harold continue
The next morning, Anastasia woke with a sharp cramp twisting through her stomach. Her discomfort must have stirred Damien as he blinked awake beside her, immediately noticing her pained expression.“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. He started to sit up, saying, “Do you need something? I will get you water—”But she reached out, she grabbed his hand to stop him. “Don’t move,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. For some reasons, she did not want hin to get out of the bed. It was not because she was suddenly clingy of him. It had an entirely different reason. Damien’s brow furrowed, but he stayed still while lying close to her. They had fallen asleep in a spooning position with her body curled up against him and her back pressed into his chest. Her voice was soft and tinged with regret as she said, “Husband, I’m… I’m so sorry.”“What happened?” he asked, his voice gentle, though a flicker of worry crept into his gaze. Just then, he felt someth
As Anastasia lay there on the bed, Damien brought breakfast to the room and set it carefully on a tray. Normally, he didn’t believe in eating in bed but for her, he was more than willing to bend the rules. She watched him with a lot of dmiration as they had food together and that day, he got ready quite late and went to office. He even took time off and went to office late so he could make her feel better. When he was ready to leave, he leaned down and kissed her forehead softly. “Take care today,” he murmured. “Call me if you are not feeling well.”She looked up at him, a hopeful look in her eyes. “Can you come home early?”He smiled. “Sure.”“Can I borrow Jack for a day?” she asked after a moment’s pause.“My assistant?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow.She nodded, a playful smile on her lips. If she gets Jack, she had big plans for him. She wished that she had a multitasker employee like Jack. “Okay,” he agreed without hesitation.“Aren’t you going to ask why?” she teased.“Just us
Anastasia was working on her strategy when Damien walked in. The moment she saw him, she abandoned everything and ran to hug him. It was like a child greeting a parent after a long day. Seeing her so happy, he wrapped his arms around her. “Happy to see me?” he asked.She nodded with a smile.He kissed her forehead and they settled onto the couch. His gaze fell on the scattered papers, filled with words like break marriage, kill two birds with one stone, and various mind maps. He quickly understood that his beautiful and scheming wife was plotting to take down an empire. “I think the girl’s mother might be the easiest to manipulate,” Damien observed, piecing together what he could from her notes. He had no idea who they were talking about at this time but from the knowledge and the background that he could understand. “But isn’t she divorced?” she asked.“All the better,” he replied with a smile.“Will you help me craft a more detailed plan?” she asked.Though he didn’t know all the
They continued talking, mainly about Anastasia as shw was their mutual friend. Soon the conversation shifted and they shared stories about their careers and dreams. When Adeline excused herself to go to the restroom, Abel stayed at the table with a warm smile. His heart was so guddy. After such a long time, he liked someone. Not just to tangle in sheet but someone who he really wanted to get to know and spend more time together. Just then, someone approached him. “What are you doing here?” Ronan asked, grinning. He could see the glow on Abel’s face. The young man was clearly upto something. However, he did not expose him. “I’m on a date,” Abel replied, grinning back.Ronan punched his arm playfully. “Good luck, man. Hope you get lucky tonight.”Abel rolled his eyes. “Nah, this one’s different. I actually want to get to know her, not just... well, you know.”Ronan’s smile softened. “I hope you find the happiness you deserve.”He was very happy for his bestfriend at this time. “Than
It took Anastasia a week to arrange a “chance” meeting with Kiara Armani’s mother. She wanted it to seem like a coincidence, though it was carefully planned. She was in the children’s section, pretending to select clothes for a young boy, when Cara Williams, formerly Mrs. Armani, approached nearby. It felt like a perfect chance where she could execute her perfect plan. She needed to let the woman’s guard down and then plant seeds of worry in her brain. “Oh... Mrs. Armani!” Anastasia said with a friendly smile, making it sound as if they had bumped into each other purely by accident. Sometimes, she was in awe of her acting skills. Cara looked at her, puzzled. “And you are...?”There was a extremely attractive woman standing in front of her. She was surprised to see the beautiful woman in the teenage sections to buy clothes. And what was making her curious was that this lady knew her. “Don’t you remember me?” Anastasia replied warmly. She added, “You came to my seventeenth birthday a
Cara’s expression faltered, caught off guard by the serious question.“In Noorstan,” Anastasia continued, “Things are quite orthodox and conservative there. Kiara would have to follow a specific set of rules and expectations about how she should dress and behave. Her freedom would be limited. Not just that, this freedom that she is having with her family here would be taken away from here.”Cara’s eyes flickered with unease and her voice barely a whisper. “What are you trying to do?”“My best friend was in a relationship with that boy,” Anastasia began, her tone cool. “He is more than ten years older than your daughter. His family was against a white girl at that time. Just imagine the restrictions Kiara will face, not to mention the palace politics for an eighteen-year-old girl. How sad for such a child.”Cara’s face flushed with anger. “How do you know? You are just talking nonsense!” She did not want to show an outsider that her words were impacting her. Anastasia remained calm as
Damien asked, shocked, “What happened to Harold?”Jack replied, “He suffered a stroke. His condition is serious.”“Is Claire there?” Damien asked urgently.“Not yet, but the butler is. Claire has been informed and will be arriving soon,” Jack explained.Damien’s tone turned sharp. “Jack, get Harold out of the house as soon as possible. Don’t let Claire catch wind of it. Until she arrives, the butler has the authority to assist you. Once she’s there, she’ll take control. Warn the butler that this is all part of Claire’s grand plan. To eliminate Harold and seize everything. She is already plotting against Regina and Anna.”“Understood, sir. I will take care of it,” Jack assured him.When Damien ended the call, he turned to find Asher who was standing nearby and observing him quietly.Before Damien could talk to his eldest son, Darcy entered the room, followed closely by Summer who was carrying a sleeping Destiny. Despite the late hour, the couple had arrived, uncalled but concerned.Dam
While Ronan, Adeline, and Abel were at the hospital, Damien found himself pacing back and forth in the living room. He had been trying to contact Anastasia, but now her phone was switched off. She had been keeping him updated on the situation but with no recent word, his worry began to grow.“Dad, Rio is crying,” Maxey said softly, tugging at Damien’s sleeve.Damien turned quickly, his thoughts momentarily interrupted. “Oh…” he muttered, glancing toward the baby.As he turned, he noticed Asher holding Rio in his arms, while gently rocking him. To Damien’s surprise, Asher was singing the lullaby that Anastasia usually sang to soothe the baby. His voice was sweet and homely and before long, Rio’s cries quieted as he drifted off to sleep.Damien smiled faintly at the sight, feeling both pride and heartache.“Dad, when will Mom come home?” Asher asked, his voice filled with worry. “Is everything okay?”Damien ruffled his son’s hair, trying to reassure him. “Everything’s okay, kiddo,” he s
Anna made sure all the exits around the hospital were blocked. She was determined to stop anyone from escaping, especially since she was certain the kidnapper hadn’t left and the missing baby was still inside the building.She didn’t waste any time and searched every corner of the hospital. She checked rooms, hallways, and storage areas, leaving nothing untouched. The guards were also running around, doing their best to find the child, but no one seemed to have any luck.As Anna moved through the hospital, she noticed a nurse heading toward the terrace, holding a cigarette packet. The nurse tried to open the door but found it locked.“That’s strange,” the nurse muttered. “Why is the terrace door locked? It’s never locked.”Anna’s instincts kicked in. Something felt off. She walked up to the door and tried opening it herself, but it wouldn’t budge. The lock was solid and the door wouldn’t move. Without hesitation, she decided to break it open.She hurried downstairs to find something h
On Adeline’s side, Damien called her to come to his place immediately with her son. She was already en route when Ronan sent her an SOS with his location. Her brows furrowed at the odd message, but her heart pounded with unease. When she tried calling him, his phone was switched off.Dropping Rio off at Damien’s place, Adeline wasted no time. With her security team in tow, she headed to the location Ronan had sent. It was a private property on the outskirts of New York. The urgency of the situation made her call Delilah to arrange for a chopper to get her there faster.As they landed, her bodyguards secured the perimeter and began a thorough search of the property. Room by room, they swept through until Adeline finally found Ronan.He was lying on a bed. His body filled with discomfort as a naked woman attempted to climb on him. He was intoxicated but was still trying to push her away. Adeline’s blood boiled at the sight, but she forced herself to keep her calm.“Record this,” she or
Regina couldn’t make sense of what was happening. How could it be Fiona? She had been living here for months and hadn’t even recognized her own mother.“Regina!” Anastasia screamed as Regina stumbled against a table and fell to the ground.Both Anastasia and Fiona rushed to her side, helping her to the sofa.“Are you okay?” Anastasia asked, panic evident in her voice.Dazed, Regina nodded.“You hit the table so hard! And you are heavily pregnant. I’m not taking any chances,” Anastasia said, her fear mounting.“Anna, I’m fine,” Regina reassured her.But Anastasia didn’t listen. She quickly called Damien. “Please come to Regina and Abel’s place right away. And increase security around our house.”“Is everything alright?” Damien asked, his concern clear.“Damien, my mom is alive. She is here with me. I need you to come over and make sure she is safe while I look after Regina,” Anastasia said, her voice trembling. “Please, hurry.”When Damien arrived, he was stunned to see Fiona. Anastasi
Abel’s voice over the call was filled with concern. “Hey, Anastasia. Can you please check on Regina for me? I’m out of state for a meeting. She is not answering my calls, and my housekeeper is on leave.”There was a pause before he added, almost apologetically, “I know it is asking a lot, but I’m really getting stressed about her.”Anastasia’s tone was calm and reassuring. “It is not a big deal, Abel. I will go check on her.”“Thank you. I really appreciate it. I have to get back. I called you in the middle of a meeting,” he said hurriedly before ending the call.Anastasia smiled softly after hanging up. Lately, Abel had become incredibly attentive and caring toward Regina. With her due date approaching, it was natural for him to worry, especially when she didn’t pick up the phone. She admired how much effort he was putting into making sure Regina felt supported.“Maxey,” Anastasia called out, intending to get her youngest to join her.Instead of Ashton, Asher appeared in the doorway
Damien and Anastasia lay tangled under the sheet as the afterglow of their passionate love-making session still lingered. He pressed a gentle kiss to the smooth curve of her shoulder and a quiet hum of satisfaction left her lips in response.“Who knew that kids making love would be such an adventure,” Anastasia murmured, her voice filled with exhaustion.Damien chuckled. “I hope for a decade none of them discover sex.”Anastasia rolled her eyes. “Come on, let’s not forget about us. We started pretty early. Thank God our parents never knew.”Damien’s grin was mischievous as he pulled her in for a slow kiss. “I missed you all day,” he whispered. Anastasia smirked, “Oh yeah? I heard the laughter downstairs. I know you were having fun with the boys. Did you even have the chance to miss me?”It warmed her heart to no end that their lives had changed for the better and now it was filled with so much love. This was the family that she never knew she needed. But now that she had it, everythi
As Mrs. Luna served Asher’s breakfast, it was noticeably different from everyone else’s. Since Asher loved animals so much that he couldn’t bear the thought of eating meat, the family wholeheartedly respected his choice and ensured he was only served vegetarian meals.“Jellybean, your dad told me about your plans for the day. Are you excited?” Anastasia asked with a warm smile.“Yeah,” Asher replied, though his tone carried a mix of emotions. Glancing at his younger brother, he added, “Maxey isn’t learning to ride a bicycle?”“Nope!” Ashton grinned cheekily. “I asked Mommy if I could skip it, and she said yes.”Asher turned toward Damien with a frown. “That’s not fair!”Damien shrugged with a smirk. “Sorry, buddy. He pulled the Mommy card today, and you know how it is, she is the boss.”Asher rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed.Anastasia leaned in, her tone encouraging. “I know by the end of the day, you will be riding like a pro. We are all rooting for you.”Breakfast was casual an
Many times, blood does not define relationships. Anastasia understood this better than anyone, and now Damien was living this truth as well.When Asher and Ashton were brought to their new home, they were awestruck. It took them an entire month to come to terms with the reality of their new life. Accepting Anastasia and Damien as their parents wasn’t easy, but all four of them were working hard to build a family together.It was the weekend. The boys had recently been enrolled in a new school and adjusting to the fast-paced curriculum of an international private school had been challenging for them. However, their parents were fully committed to helping them succeed.Despite it being a holiday, Damien woke the kids up early.Asher, the older of the two, groaned. “Do I really have to get up?”Though he was respectful to Anastasia and Damien, Asher had a frosty demeanour—his coldness rivalled that of Antarctica.“Yes, you do,” Damien said firmly. “We agreed that today you would learn ho