Brielle's povDiana's eyes flashed with something….guilt, maybe. But it was gone in an instant, to be replaced by a mocking laugh."Oh, come on," she teased. "It was an accident. Maybe if she wasn't so clumsy, she wouldn't…."She never got the chance.Albert's fist came crashing down on the table, rattling everything that was on it."Don’t lie to me, Diana!" His voice was cold, sharp enough to cut through the air. "I’ve put up with your games long enough, but this? This is too far."Diana’s smirk faltered for a moment."You’re overreacting, Albert," she said, standing up. She reached for his arm, trying to touch him, but he stepped back, rejecting her touch completely."You are leaving this house," Albert said firmly.My eyes widened in shock at what he'd said.Diana, however, just laughed."Leave?" she repeated, shaking her head. "Albert, I have a place to call home now. You're going to just bounce me out onto the sidewalk? I'm carrying your baby, for goodness' sake!"Albert's fists
Brielle's POVMy heart was beating fast in my chest, I stayed hidden in the hallway, listening to what Albert and Nicholas were discussing. My breathing was shallow, my trembling hands at my sides.Nicholas's voice was commanding, full of arrogance. "You have to make me the manager of your company."Albert snorted. "That's impossible." He used an irritated tone. "The board voted in the current manager. It wasn't my personal decision."Nicholas laughed, completely unfazed. "Oh, Albert. We both know that with a little pressure, you can make it so."Albert hesitated for a moment, probably struggling to hold back his rage. "I won't risk the company just to clean up after you," he said.Nicholas breathed in dramatically, theatrically. "Mess? No, Albert, this isn't my mess. This is your mess."There was the rustle of papers, then Nicholas's voice, spoken in a lowered, threatening tone. "Would you rather I release this little video? Or would you prefer to give me that post?I covered my mout
Brielle POV "I don't know. But I'm going to discover."I gasped at Albert's words."Diana and my mother insist I divorce you, Brielle… she wants me to marry Diana because she's already pregnant," he admitted, his tone low, close to defeat. "Of course, I must have an heir, but not with Diana."I gulped hard, clutching the hem of my skirt. His mother would demand the divorce, naturally. Diana would do everything she could to take my place. But to have Albert say it himself out loud made it sound more real, more chilling.He wrapped my hand in his, his fingers warm, strong. "I wish I could have an heir with you, Brielle… because you're the only woman I love."My heart froze.Did I hear him correctly?"I know we started out as a contract marriage, but my feelings for you are genuine. I love you, Brielle. And I wish all of this could just end already so I could make you my genuine wife."I couldn't catch my breath.My chest tightened with emotions I had kept so deep inside me all those ye
Brielle's POVHe didn't answer at first. His jaw was set, and his thumb lay on the screen as if he couldn't wait to crush the phone in his hand.I leaned over him, peering over his shoulder. My stomach dropped when I read the message."I'm still waiting for your reply. Tomorrow at the first light of day, I'll proceed and put the video up. And then I figure that after the entire city has seen it, you won't have any choice but to leave your beautiful Brielle and marry Diana."My breath was snatched away in my throat. The words were like a blade slicing across my heart. My mind was racing, trying to keep up on what this would mean.Albert gritted his teeth, rubbing his hand through his hair. "Damn it!" he muttered.I gulped. "Albert… what video?" My voice was barely above a whisper.He hesitated. His dark, irritated eyes, and something else; guilt?, at last met mine. "Nicholas has a video… of that night with Diana," he admitted, his tone rough.I thought the ground had been taken from un
Diana's POVI sat alone in my bedroom, staring at the wall, thinking. Everything was slipping through my hands, but I wasn't going to let that happen. Not now. Never.I had waited so long for this to occur, and I had made a promise, a vow I could never give up. Few months AgoI stood in my father's study, my fists clenched. My father, William Gerald, looked tired, his failures bearing down on him. The sharpness of his eyes, the authority he had once wielded, was fading."Diana, my beautiful daughter," he said in a tired voice, "because of our debt, the Stone family now owns our company."I felt the air sucked out of my lungs. "What are you talking about, Father? You founded this company from scratch! How can they just take it?"Father took a calculated breath, massaging his temples. "Business isn't fair, Diana. It is power. And we don't have any right now." His gaze landed on me, beseeching. "Please, promise me that you will marry into the Stone family. That is the only way we can ta
Diana's POVI walked into the dimly lit bar, my heels clicking on the ground as I approached the man in the corner booth. Jason.Brielle's ex-boyfriend.He lifted his head, his dark eyes scanning me with interest. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice laced with interest.I slid into the seat across from him, crossing my legs with confidence. "Maybe someone you'd like to know better," I said to him, smiling mysteriously.Jason's eyebrow went up, clearly intrigued. "Is that so? What do you want from me?"I leaned forward, watching his face carefully. "Do you know where Brielle's been since she dumped you?"Jason's jaw clenched, and a bitter look crossed his face. "I searched everywhere for her," he snarled. "She was going to marry me. Her father's a crook, and I figured no other man would have her. I figured I'd be doing her a favor, take her as my wife while I had my fun with other women."I raised an eyebrow. "You really thought she was yours?"Jason scoffed. "She's mine. She just ran o
Albert’s POVBrielle had faced a lot before agreeing to this contract marriage. At first, it was just a deal, but for me, it had become something much more. I love her more than I ever thought possible. And soon, this won’t be a contract anymore. I’ll make it real.Her birthday was coming up, and I wanted to do something special for her. She deserved the world, and I was ready to give it to her. I couldn’t imagine my life without her anymore.Sitting in my office, I searched for the perfect way to surprise her. A grand celebration? A romantic getaway? Or something simple but meaningful? No matter what, it had to be unforgettable.Just as I was deep in thought, my office door opened. My mother, Rebecca, walked in unannounced, as usual.“We need to talk,” she said, her tone sharp.I sighed. “Mother, I’m busy….”“This is important, Albert.” She sat across from me, crossing her arms. “We need to discuss Brielle.”My grip on the pen tightened. “What about her?”Rebecca’s lips curled into a
Albert POV "Enough," I cut in harshly, my tone hard.Diana pouted but did not insist, focusing instead on her meal. Brielle barely touched food after Diana's cruel words. I could feel the rigidity in her shoulders, the effort to hold back her emotions.Then, with little prelude, she laid down the fork and rose from her seat. "I'm going upstairs to shower," she murmured.Diana burst out laughing. "You need it. Just shower well.".I clattered my fork against the counter, my rage boiling over. But I was too quick; before I could say a single thing, Brielle just turned around and left without even looking back.I lost my appetite. Without a word, I got up and followed her, ignoring Diana's superior grin.I caught up with Brielle when she reached our bedroom. She didn't say a thing, just pushed the door open and went in.I followed her in, closing the door. She reached into the closet for a towel, her movements stiff and robotic."Brielle," I said quietly.She didn't answer. "I just need
Brielle’s POVAfter dinner, I could feel the tension in the air like thick smoke. My heart was still racing from the way Albert looked at Sophia. I hadn’t planned for things to happen like that. I wanted to explain it all in my own time, not like this.Albert was still sitting with my parents in the living room. Mama was trying to change the topic, talking about her garden and the neighbors, but I could see the storm in Albert’s eyes. He hadn’t said a word since Sophia called me Mommy.I quickly excused myself and walked toward the room Sophia had been staying in. My hands were shaking. I knew I had to explain everything soon, but first, I needed to calm Sophia. Maybe she was just excited and tired.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Sophia?” I called gently.She was lying on the small bed, curled up in her pink pajamas. Her teddy bear was by her side. But something felt wrong. I walked closer and placed my hand on her cheek.My heart dropped.She was burning up.“Oh my God,” I wh
Brielle’s POVThe drive to my family home was quiet, but not in a bad way. Just peaceful. Albert kept one hand on the wheel and the other gently tapping to the soft music playing in the background. I looked out the window, feeling a mix of emotions.I was going home.But this time, I wasn’t going alone.As soon as we arrived, I opened the car door and stepped out, stretching a little. The air here smelled different. It smelled like childhood… like memories.Just as I bent to grab my bag from the back seat, I noticed Albert heading straight for the trunk. I raised my brows, confused, until I saw him pulling out his own luggage.“What are you doing?” I asked, watching him throw a strap over his shoulder.He glanced at me with a smirk. “Bringing my things inside.”“When did you even pack?”He shrugged like it was nothing. “You were busy getting ready, so I quietly packed mine too. I didn’t want to tell you. I thought it’d be a nice surprise.”I laughed softly. “You’re unbelievable. So yo
Brielle’s POVI stared at the message on my phone for a long time. My chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing on it. I couldn’t breathe right.She’s tired of pretending. She’s asking about you again.My hands were shaking as I picked up the phone and dialed my sister’s number. She answered almost immediately.“Brielle?” she said softly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.“You saw my message?”“I did,” I said. “I… I’ll come around this week. I need to. I need to see her. I’ll spend more time with her.”There was silence on the other end, and then I heard my sister sigh.“She misses you, Brie. She keeps drawing pictures of you. She keeps asking when her ‘real mommy’ is coming. It’s getting hard to keep lying.”I wiped a tear from my cheek. “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve just been so caught up in everything. With Albert. With this new baby. With everything going wrong…”“Does he know?” she cut in.I swallowed hard. “No. Not yet.”“Brielle…”“I’ll tell him
Emily’s POVI looked at Nicholas’s message again and again under the table.“We need to talk. Urgent. Don’t let anyone see this.”My hands started to sweat. My heart was racing faster than it should. I couldn’t sit here any longer.“John,” I said softly, interrupting him in the middle of a sentence. “I’m really sorry, but something urgent just came up. I have to go.”His smile dropped. “Now? But we just…”“I know, I know,” I said, standing quickly. “It’s really important. I’ll explain later, I promise.”I grabbed my purse and walked out before he could ask more questions. I didn’t even wait for the waiter to bring the bill. I texted John a quick sorry as I rushed to get a cab.The whole ride to Nicholas’s new place, I couldn’t sit still. What was so urgent? Was something wrong? Or… was it about us?By the time I reached, my heart was thumping like crazy.Nicholas opened the door before I could even knock. His eyes softened the moment he saw me.“You came,” he said.“Of course I came.
Rebecca’s POVAs I sat by Brielle’s bedside, pretending to check on her, I could barely keep my thoughts in one place. I smiled at her, asked how she was feeling, nodded as she thanked me for the flowers, but none of that mattered to me. I wasn’t here for her. I was here to watch. To observe. To plan.When I finally left the hospital room, I headed straight for my car, slamming the door shut harder than I meant to. My blood was boiling.Emily.She thinks I don’t know. She thinks she’s clever. But I saw the way her hands shook when I asked why she was here. She wasn’t just checking on Brielle. Something else was going on.And I had a very strong feeling it had to do with him.Nicholas.That useless boy, Diana’s cousin. I never liked the way he looked at Emily. Too familiar. Too comfortable. And now, even after all my warnings, Emily was still sneaking around with him behind my back.I started the engine but didn’t drive off.No. This had gone too far.I couldn’t allow Emily to ruin eve
Rebecca’s POVI sat quietly in my room, sipping my tea and pretending to be calm. But my mind was burning with questions. I picked up my phone and dialed Albert’s number. I needed to pretend. I needed to act like a loving mother, concerned about my son’s wife. “Hello, Albert,” I said sweetly when he picked up.“Hi, Mom,” he replied. His voice sounded tired and low.“I just wanted to check on Brielle,” I said, making my voice soft and worried. “She didn’t look too well when I left your house. I’ve been thinking about her all evening.”Albert sighed on the other end. “Actually… we had to rush her to the hospital shortly after you left.”I sat up straight, my eyes narrowing. “What? What happened?”“She collapsed,” Albert explained. “But don’t worry. She’s getting better now. The doctors are taking good care of her.”I held my breath, then said carefully, “And the baby? Is the baby okay?”He paused for a second, then answered, “Yes. Both Brielle and the baby are fine. The doctors were a
Brielle’s POVI sat on the couch, holding my breath as the door closed softly behind Albert’s mother. The scent of the soup she made still lingered in the room, but I couldn’t touch it. My stomach twisted, not from hunger, but from confusion.She smiled at me. She hugged me. She even called me daughter.Was this real? Or just another trick?I kept staring at the soup, still unsure of everything, when Albert walked down the stairs. He looked calm, relieved even.“She really changed, Brielle,” Albert said, sitting beside me. “Did you see her? I’ve never seen her like that before. I think… Having a grandchild has always been her biggest wish. That’s why she was always so cold. Now that she believes you’re pregnant, she has finally let go.”I turned my head slowly, looking into his eyes. “Albert… What do we do now? You and I both know I’m not pregnant. How long can we pretend? What if she finds out the truth?”Albert became quiet. His eyes didn’t move from mine. Then he gently held my han
Rebecca’s POVI sat alone in my bedroom, sipping my tea slowly while staring out the window. The moonlight poured in through the curtains, but I felt nothing but rage deep inside me. That girl… that low-class nobody… Brielle. How dare she walk into my son’s life and ruin everything I had planned for years?I set my cup down gently and sighed. “I will have to arrange Emily’s marriage as soon as possible,” I whispered to myself. “It’s time to clean this house, clean this bloodline.”I stood and walked slowly to my dresser, opening a drawer filled with old letters and photos, memories of a time when I was the one in control. When nobody dared question me.“But first,” I said coldly, “I need to play nice. I need to pretend to be sweet and understanding to that bitch, Brielle.”I smirked. “Yes… I’ll smile to her face, talk gently, maybe even rub her belly and ask about the baby, but behind her back, I’ll be planning. She won’t even know what hit her. That baby will never be born. She doesn
Diana’s POVAs soon as I got home, I slammed the door behind me.Nicholas was sitting on the couch in the living room. The moment he saw me, he smiled casually and said, “Hi Diana, you’re back already?”I didn’t say a word. I didn’t even look at him. My heart was burning with rage. I couldn’t believe what just happened at Albert’s mother’s place. I walked straight to my room and locked the door behind me.I threw my bag onto the bed and let out a loud scream. Everything inside me boiled with anger. My hands started shaking, and before I knew it, I was scattering everything on my dressing table, perfume bottles, frames, my mirror, makeup kits, everything flew to the floor and shattered.Glass broke, things crashed loudly, and I didn’t stop.How dare he.How dare Brielle.Nicholas started knocking on my door hard. “Diana! What’s going on in there?! What’s wrong with you?!”“Leave me alone!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Just go away from the door!”I heard him sigh, but he stayed