CLINT’s POV I knew Keira was hiding something from me. From the moment she walked into my office, I noticed how different she was. Her skin was so pale that it had lost all its colour. Black circles adorned the bottom of her eyes. Her sweatshirt and sweatpants were way too casual to wear outside.I wanted to press her on it, but I did not want to force it out of her. However, the moment she avoided my touch, I needed to know what the hell was going on. As I towered over her, she still seemed reluctant to tell me what the hell was happening.Then, I noticed how her eyes trailed away from me and in at that moment, her face got way paler than it already was. She was frozen and I began to notice her legs trembled.Before I could speak, Keira fell to the ground, her eyes wide as she kept looking behind me."Keira?" I asked and crouched down, my hands on her shoulder, trying to support her. "What is going on? Talk to me!""H-He is here… Calvin is here."I was puzzled at her words. Before I
KEIRA’s POV I sat on the sofa, in Clint's living room, wrapped in a blanket he had given me, staring into the empty space ahead of me. I was not expecting Calvin to show up in front of me again, and not especially in front of Clint's office.His presence threw me off guard and I did not know how to react. I felt useless, helpless as I remained mute and let Clint do all the talking. I had once thought I could face Calvin when next he reappeared but here I was, shivering like a wet cat.The sound of Clint's footsteps hammering on the floorboard interrupting my thoughts. "Are you feeling better now?" he asked, sitting down beside me and handing me a cup of coffee.I turned to face him and managed a small smile. "A bit better, but still anxious," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.We sat in silence for a while, and I could not help but wonder what he was thinking. Would he break up with me if the photo leaked? He had so much to lose, his job as a therapist, his reputation, every
KEIRA’s POVThe sound of my alarm clock buzzing in my ear jolts me awake. I groaned and rummaged around my bedside table until I shut it off.It was the day I would meet the investors and start my journey as my father's successor. I was not feeling excited about it, and neither did I want to leave my bed.As I tossed and turned in my bed, Natasha burst into the room, a determined look on her face."Alright, Keira, let us get you ready for your big day," she said, a hint of excitement in her voice.I informed Natasha about the meeting when I got home last night, but I was not expecting her to be more hyped up about it than I was. Natasha walked over to my window and opened up the curtains, allowing sunlight to stream into my room."Come on, sleepyhead! Up with you! Your first good impression should be punctuality!" She beamed.I groaned and threw the sheets over my face, which was immediately taken away by Natasha, who threw them to the ground."Come on, Keira, I know you are nervous,
CLINT’s POVI stood outside the meeting room, greeting the investors as they passed by me. It was just a formality, but I always made it a point to be courteous. Knowing and being polite to the other investors had its perks.As I greeted them, my mind wandered to Keira. When she sauntered into the meeting room with Kane, I could feel my heart do backflips in my chest. She was absolutely stunning and I could not take my eyes off her.It broke my heart when we made eye contact and she could not bear to look at me. I was the one that proposed our break, but I did not know it would hurt like this. It hurt that she was completely ignoring my existence.I missed how she smiled when our eyes met. But now, she was stoned-faced and cold. She had most likely not forgiven me for yesterday. I let out a sigh as my eyes scanned the crowd. I soon noticed Keira and Mr Woodridge talking in a corner. I frowned as my eyes remained fixed on her. What did he want with her? It piqued my curiosity, and wo
KEIRA’s POVI do not know what had suddenly possessed me to come all the way to Clint's house at an ungodly hour, but here I was, standing outside his gate. The rain was coming down rather heavily, and all I had to shield myself from was an umbrella, which was not doing a very good job.After the meeting, Clint was the only thing on my mind. His words played in my head like a broken record, over and over again. When he defended me in front of Mr Woodridge, I felt slight happiness, which was diminished the moment he denied our relationship.Clint denying our relationship was not something I should have been angry about because we had both agreed to keep it a secret. But mixed with him saying we should take a break and denying me to my face, it felt like he did not want to be with me anymore.I was restless. I could not accept it. I needed to see him. I was craving his touch and his kisses. Without thinking, I had run out of my apartment, clothed in my see-through nightgown. What was I
CLINT’s POVI groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, feeling the pounding headache that always came with a night of excessive drinking. The birds singing happily outside usually sounded pleasing to my ears, but today, it was a nuisance. I struggled to remember what had happened the night before, but my mind was foggy, and I could not recall anything after I started drinking in my study. I looked around me and noticed that I was in my bedroom. It caused me to raise an eyebrow. I had been drinking in my study when I heard the intercom ring.What happened after that?I saw that my efforts to remember only caused my head to hurt further, so I refrained from doing so.I gingerly got out of bed, my head throbbing with each movement, and stumbled towards the door. As I made my way out of the bedroom, I was hit by a strong aroma coming from the kitchen, drawing my attention.Confused and disoriented, I made my way towards the kitchen, my mind racing with questions. When I entered the room, I sa
KEIRA’s POVMy heart felt like it would leap out of my chest the moment I locked eyes with Clint. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes, which was also accompanied by a deep hunger and desire for me.I smirked and rubbed my toes against his groin through the thin fabric of his briefs, which was the only piece of clothing he had on. Clint was a sight to see. I could see how the muscles in his arms flexed and his jaw clenched from my touch. It sent a shiver down my spine."You are playing a very tough game, Keira," Clint chuckled as he lowered his head towards mine.He grabbed the back of my neck possessively and brushed his lips against mine. "You are being naughty. I assume you need some punishment to put you in check.""Yes, Daddy, I have been naughty," I whispered against his lips.Clint moved away from me and propped himself by the kitchen counter. "Come here," he commanded.I rose up from my seat and sauntered over to him. Without warning, he grabbed me by the waist, placing me d
KEIRA’s POVI sat in my seat, staring down at my phone, my mind racing a million miles a minute. Calvin's message last night still loomed over me like a dark cloud, and I could not shake the feeling of anxiety that came with it. "You have four days left," he had said, demanding that I come to a decision. But I just could not make a decision, no matter how much I thought about it.My professor droned on in front of the class, but his words were nothing but background noise to me. I could not focus on anything but the message on my phone. Calvin knew exactly what he was doing by sending me this. He meant to put some pressure on me, and frankly, it was working.I had been so carefree, thinking I had more time, but I only had four days left. How was I going to come up with a decision in just four days? I let out a silent sigh and decided to try and focus on the ongoing class. Business was something I enjoyed, but today, all the words the professor spoke sounded gibberish to me.I could n
KEIRAWhy was this happening? Why was she here?I looked at Martha with wide eyes, and a surge of fear and anxiety washed over me. I had been worried that she might try to crash our wedding, and now that fear seemed to be coming true. But then I turned to Clint, seeking reassurance and answers in his eyes.He shot me a confident smile and whispered, "Don't worry my love, I've got this under control." His words eased some of the tension in my chest, and I knew I could trust him to handle the situation.Without missing a beat, Clint pulled out his phone and made a call. My heart raced as I wondered what he was doing, but I knew he had a plan.Within minutes, the atmosphere seemed to shift. Police officers appeared, surrounding the area discreetly. My eyes widened in surprise, my eyes darting from one patrol car to the other.As Martha continued to stand there, looking stunned by the sudden turn of events, Clint stepped forward with a determined expression."Martha," he said firmly, "I k
KEIRA As I stood in the dressing room, gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and anticipation. Today was the day I had been waiting for, the day I would marry Keira and officially make her mine.I adjusted the lapels of my navy blue suit, feeling the smooth fabric against my fingertips. The tailored cut hugged my frame perfectly, giving me a sense of confidence and elegance. The crisp white shirt peeking out from under the suit jacket added a touch of classic charm.I ran a hand through my hair, making sure it was perfectly styled. I wanted to look my best for Keira, to show her just how much she meant to me.As I looked at myself in the mirror, my thoughts drifted to Keira. I pictured her in the stunning wedding gown she had chosen, looking radiant and breathtaking. The image of her smiling at me, her eyes filled with love and happiness, made my heart skip a beat.I took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. As I sto
KEIRAMy eyes fluttered open as I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. To my surprise, I found Clint standing there, his eyes filled with warmth and a wide smile gracing his lips. I couldn't help but mirror his smile, feeling a sense of comfort and joy at the sight of him."Good morning," he said softly, his voice carrying an air of excitement and anticipation. "Come with me, I have a surprise for you."Still half awake, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Why are you waking me up like this?" I mean, waking up to him was good, but I felt like I still needed some extra hours in bed.He shook his head, his smile never faltering. "Nothing's wrong, I promise. Just trust me and come with me."I cocked my eyebrow at him, curious, but skeptical about what was making him so giddy.Without warning, Clint took my hand in his and pulled me out of the bed."Hey, slow down," I giggled as he pulled me all the way out of the room.He led me down the stairs, and as soon as I stepped into the livi
CLINTI went owl-eyed as I stared at Martha, who gave me an unreadable look. As I looked at her, a mixture of anger and frustration surged within me. I couldn't believe she had followed me to the shop, invading the private and joyful moment I had been savouring.Or maybe I was starting to get used to this, Martha and showing up to ruin things as though she hadn't ruined enough things for me already. After ruining more than five years of my life, I was more than certain that she was sent straight from Hades to steal any chance of happiness that I could get. It's not like I was going to let her, though.I watched as her eyes trailed to the bag in my hand, and before I could react, she spoke with a bitter tone, "So, you came here to shop for a ring. I guess you're serious about getting married to that woman."I gritted my teeth to maintain my composure, but her words stung like a sharp knife. "Martha, this is none of your business," I said firmly, my voice laced with irritation. She di
CLINTI slowly reached out, holding the pregnancy test in my hands. The word "positive" was displayed clearly before my eyes, and I was struck with a mix of emotions that left me stunned. I blinked, trying to process the reality of what I was seeing. A surge of happiness bubbled up inside me, intertwined with a sense of uncertainty.My heart raced, and my mind raced even faster. The thought of Keira, the woman I loved, carrying our child was both thrilling and overwhelming. We had talked about a future together, but this was a new level of commitment and responsibility, and it left me feeling a bit unsteady.As I stood in the bathroom, I realised that the entire trajectory of our lives had shifted in an instant. Parenthood was a journey I hadn't been prepared for, but seeing the positive result brought an unexpected joy that I couldn't ignore.There was a certain glow of happiness that spread through me. Yet, at the same time, a question echoed in my mind – were we truly ready for thi
KEIRA As I slowly opened my eyes, a wave of pain washed over me, centred in my head. My vision was hazy, but as it cleared, I realised I was back in the beach house, lying in a bed. Memories of last night began to flood back, and I winced as I recalled the intensity of the dancing and laughter, followed by my sudden sickness.My head throbbed relentlessly, and I tried to sit up, only to be met with a rush of dizziness. My body felt weak and unsteady like it had never before. Nausea twisted in the pit of my stomach, threatening to overwhelm me.For a moment, I lay still, taking deep breaths, trying to steady myself. The events of last night seemed like a whirlwind, and I couldn't quite grasp what had caused me to feel this way. My hand instinctively reached for my forehead, feeling the clamminess of my skin.I closed my eyes, trying to regain my composure. "What is happening to me?" I murmured to myself, my voice weak.My head still ached as I grabbed my phone, deciding to look up m
CLINTEven though I had been able to give Keira three orgasms from when we left the restaurant, I knew that we still had to talk, and the look on my little girl's face was the only confirmation that I needed. Damn Martha. The dimly lit bar provided a somber backdrop to the tension that hung between us. As we sipped our wine in silence, the weight of unspoken words weighed heavily on my heart. It was Keira who broke the stillness, her voice soft and hesitant."What's going on, Clint?" she asked, her eyes searching mine for answers.I took a deep breath, knowing I couldn't keep the truth from her any longer. "Martha has been sending me texts," I admitted, my voice tinged with discomfort. "She said she missed me and wanted to talk."If I had my way, I would keep it from Keira so that she would not have to worry about something as trivial as Martha's annoying feelings. But since it had come to this, there was no hiding anything again. Without a word, I pulled out my phone and showed he
KEIRA"I should not be doing this," I mumbled to myself as I got out of the cab and then covered the remaining distance by foot. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood outside, pacing anxiously around Clint's car. His abrupt departure from the house had taken me by surprise, and something inside me urged me to follow him. I was tired of him hiding things from me, tired of feeling left in the dark. Especially when it felt like something that would affect both of us. Instinct took over, and without a second thought, I walked towards the restaurant he had driven to. Through the glass window, I saw him seated with a woman, her face all too familiar – his ex-wife, Martha, nothing prepared me for this and the sight hit me like a dagger to the heart. My heart clenched tightly and I took a deep breath to relieve the pain that was slamming at me from every part of my body. Was Martha the reason why he had been acting all weird? What was going on between them? I watched as they converse
CLINTI stood in the dimly lit room, my phone held tightly in my hands, my gaze fixed on the screen for what seemed like an eternity. Keira's voice interrupted my trance, pulling me back to the present."Clint, what's the problem? You've been staring at your phone for a while now."I blinked, trying to compose myself, but my mind was already racing. "I... I'll be back," I replied, my voice hurried and distracted. Without giving her a chance to respond, I abruptly left the room, a sense of urgency propelling me forward.Frantically, I grabbed my coat from the hanger and fumbled for my car keys. I needed to move, to do something, anything, to find the answers that eluded me. The weight of the unknown burdened my thoughts, and I couldn't ignore the gnawing feeling that something was going to go wrong.As I rushed to my car, my heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my hurried footsteps."Clint!" I heard Keira call out my name. The worry and panic in her voice were impossible t