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"Shouldn't you be going in?" Ken asked Doc Jake, who was standing absent-mindedly in front of Lucian's room, reading some documents In his hand. "What's that in your hand?""Mira's test results," he said and halted, his eyes fixed on the paper as if searching for an answer within the inked lines."Okay... and?" Ken pressed when it seemed like he wasn't ready to say any further."And?" Jake replied instead, not ready to disclose anything.Sighing, Ken continued, concern etched across his face. "That look on your face... Please, tell me there is no bad news?"Jake raised his head to look at Ken, his eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions. "No... There isn't any," he said with a forced smile, attempting to mask the worry lingering beneath his words, obviously, something was wrong."Yeah!" Ken frowned, his disbelief clear. "That's... very convincing," he added with a bit of sarcasm, unconvinced by Jake's reassurances."Anyway," Jake said, putting the paper down and turning to observe Ken,
It took us two hours to unbox the many boxes of accessories, and with each opened box, I couldn't help but burst into laughter at Lucian's sour expression."You should see your face in the mirror," I teased him, my laughter filling the room. "Oh, come on! Don't tell me you really hate the idea of me taking things from her?""No... That's not it," he replied grimed."Lucian... look," I pointed at the closet. "In there, there are thousands of clothes, shoes, and accessories that could take me forever to use. You bought them all for me, and if given the opportunity, I know you will buy the whole of Austral in my name," I told him, my voice softening. "I know it, Amelia knows it. But just because I married Lucian Creed doesn’t mean I have to reject other people's kind gestures," I said, trying to make him understand my view. I sighed, my fingers gently cupping his face, searching his eyes for understanding. "Besides, you said she is not bad, and me accepting her goodwill is a form of trust
Lucian had encountered his share of beautiful women over the years. He had seen elegance and charm in various forms, but the goddess slowly walking towards him overshadowed them all. She was beyond stunning. He found himself utterly speechless, unable to find the right words to describe the beautiful smile on her face. As Mira approached him, he stretched out his hand, and she took it, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through him. Wasting no time, Lucian pulled Mira close to him, his eyes never leaving hers, and he kissed her hand with a gentle reverence. "You look absolutely gorgeous," he whispered, "Thank you," she replied, her voice carrying a shy warmth that only added to her allure. "But why do I feel like we're about to get married again?" Lucian suddenly asked, his eyes glancing over at her long gown, trailing down the steps, and everyone present burst out laughing. "I know, right?" she replied, her laughter blending with the others. "That's enough of you two," Ame
Rachel, consumed by suspicion, couldn't believe her ears as she eavesdropped on the conversation unfolding in front of her. Her intuition had led her to believe that Nicholas, her husband, was involved in some dangerous scheme. Fueled by desperation and fear, she decided to take matters into her own hands.With the assistance of a skilled professional, she transformed herself into an entirely different persona, donning the attire of an Indian celebrity. A resplendent sari, vibrant and ornate, gracefully enveloped her figure, masking her identity beneath its folds. Layers of meticulously applied makeup concealed her features, hidding her true self in an enigmatic aura.No one recognized her; she didn’t even recognize herself, not even when she came across Nicholas at the entrance. Cloaked in her disguise, she felt like a different person and with that feelings came a new found confidence.She stood up from her seat, her heart pounding in her chest, as she followed him, determined to ob
Lucian sighed proudly as he watched Mira's interaction with his circle of friends, Jake, Ken, and Lora standing by her side. It amazed him to see half of the board members present at the gathering. Aunty Amelia, it seemeds had reached out to the company, and they were thrilled to attend, especially given the fact that they had never met their boss's wife before.Lucian's chest swelled with pride as he watched Mira's grace and confidence. He marveled at how she effortlessly went through conversations when he couldn’t even last a second, her laughter filling the air and drawing people in. Yet, beneath his pride, there was a hint of nervousness and fear for reasons he didn’t know. These thoughts lingered, casting a subtle shadow on his otherwise proud demeanor. “Someone looks excited," Amelia remarked, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm as she appeared out of nowhere, a sly smile curling her lips.Lucian, caught off guard, grinned sheepishly, his cheeks tinged with embarrassment.
"Ah!" Noah, who had been patiently waiting for Mira to exit the stage, sighed in frustration as he watched her from below. "That’s it. I can’t take this anymore," he exclaimed, his patience worn thin. "What are you doing?" Nora asked, standing up too, her brows furrowing with concern. "What does it look like? I’m going up there to meet her," he declared, determination etched on his face. "And what?" Nora questioned, her voice laced with skepticism, unsure of what Noah's impulsive decision might lead to. "What do you mean, what, Nora?" he asked her, his frustration clear. "Look up there, there are so many people going to see her too. I don’t think they would mind if I show up among," he added, his determination fueling his boldness. "Hmm. Yeah, well they would," she replied to him, her tone sharp. "If you weren’t the ex-lover of the richest man in the world, they probably wouldn’t care," she pointed out, her words carrying a blunt truth that Noah couldn't deny. "What do you mean?
At the sound of gunshots ripping through the air and the noises of terrified screams, Lucian felt his heart hammering against his chest like a frantic drumbeat. In an instant, his eyes darted across the room, searching for the source of the chaos. His breath caught in his throat as he spotted a masked man, cold, aiming his gun at Mira.Time seemed to freeze as Lucian's instincts kicked in, his body moving on pure adrenaline. He sprinted towards her, a desperate need to protect her surging through him. But before he could reach her, a brave man in a suit leaped in front of Mira, shielding her from the deadly rain of bullets. If it weren’t for this stranger's action, he would have thrown himself into harm's way without a second thought.Ignoring the relentless rain of bullets, Lucian sprinted towards where Mira lay on the ground, motionless. Her form was covered by the lifeless bodies of others, and his voice, raw with fear and desperation, cut through the deafening noise as he called o
The moment I returned to the stage, desperation clawing at my heart, I reached for the lifeless body on the ground. I grabbed the man with black, tiny, long hair, his face pressed against the floor. Slowly, I turned him to face me, and he groaned in pain.As his hazed, lifeless eyes met mine, I gasped in horror, "NOAH!!" Tears gushed out of my eyes uncontrollably. "What happened?" I stared at his injured chest and stomach. "Oh! My God." I raised my eyes at Lucian, pleading for help. "Do something, please," I wailed, my voice cracking with despair."Ah... At last... I fou—und y--ou," he tried to speak, as blood gushed out of his mouth, but his voice only came as a whisper."Say nothing… You're going to be fine," I murmured, my voice shaking with fear as I tried to cover Noah's wounds with my trembling hands. I returned my haunting gaze to Lucian, my eyes pleading for him to understand the urgency. "Please... he is going to die if we leave him like this," I begged, pulling at Lucian's p