Megan POV “Thanks for everything you did for the company in our previous event. The client was very pleased with our work and as a result, everyone earned a bonus.” I announce and the employees burst into cheers and laughter. “Fiona will be distributing the bonuses. I thank you sincerely from the bottom of my heart and hope that you will extend with the good work." I watch as excitement paints all of my employees' faces and can't help but smile. One thing I learned from my mother about business is that keeping your employees happy is the road to achieve success.Fiona approaches me with a smile on her face. “They are so happy.” She comments and I nod in agreement. “They deserve it. The Chase family was very pleased with the arrangement and organization of the event. Without each and every one of them, we wouldn't have made it.” I reply.When I started this company, I had less than ten employees. We started from scratch with them and as the company expanded we managed to hire
MeganThe last thing I expected when I agreed to bring my daughter here for lunch was running into Lorenzo. I can't be mistaken, that's his voice. I would recognize it even in my dreams. How can I forget the voice of the person who made me taste hell after being my happiness? The person who promised me heaven on earth but put me through pain? What I didn't anticipate was Lorenzo catching us talking about him. I turn around slowly and come face to face with his handsome face. One thing I noticed at the party yesterday and becoming solid is that the six years we have been apart, he only grew more handsome. I don't know if it's me but ageing looks good on him. He has this attractive charm that leaves you wanting to take a second look and probably get lost in it. Forcing myself to tear my eyes off his face, I acknowledge him with raised brows. Lorenzo has a smile on his face and I fight the urge to roll my eyes at him. Why smile as if he is pleased to see me? “ Megan, I didn't expect
Lorenzo povWhen I casually agreed to meet Richard Chase for lunch, I did not expect to run into Megan and Red going to dine at the same place. I mean, what are the odds of meeting with someone in a downtown hotel? When Red expressed her suspicions of me stalking them, I didn't feel offended. On the contrary, I just explained myself. While I didn't feel offended, I definitely didn't want Megan misunderstanding me. When she looked at me, lost in her thoughts, I had to fight with everything inside me not to pull her in my arms and ask her what was going on in her mind. Six years of being a part and my heart didn't forget loving her. If anything, it just grew fonder. At that moment, I wanted to ditch Richard and shamelessly tag behind them but decided against it. I don't know how Megan feels about my presence and the last thing I want is to make her feel uncomfortable just because I am around. Then there is Red's warning if staying away from her. Although I don't plan to listen to t
MeganI lean on the door after shutting it on Lorenzo’s face, allowing my tears to slowly drip on the floor. I never thought that saying those words to him would have hurt this much. Seeing pain flash in his eyes as he stared at me almost made me take back everything I said. It broke me breaking him. So much that I feel like a sinner. “ Mommy?” My daughter’s concerned voice pulls me from my emotional breakdown. I lift my face to meet Elena's innocent eyes staring at me nervously. “ Baby? Why are you awake?” I ask, wiping my tears and plastering a fake smile on my face. Taking two steps, I stop before her and lift her in my arms, hugging her automatically. “ I wanted to drink some water.” Elena answers, pulling away and looking at me with her big doe- like eyes. “ Why are you crying?” She inquires. I swallow nervously, not knowing what to say to my daughter. I can't possibly tell her that I just drove her father away and that's why I am breaking down like a fool. Elena knows not
Megan POV I practically stare at Gino without saying a word. Too much that he frowns at me.“ What's with that look? You don't believe me?" He asks and I just smile.“ You know of all people,you are the last person I expected to feed me lies." I express my disappointment. What hurts me even more is him lying to me because of Lorenzo. The same man who fed me lies in the span of time we were married only to abandon me when I needed him the most.“ You don't believe me. That's fine. I know you don't have a reason to believe anything I say but Megan, when have I ever not been truthful to you? In the years we have known each other, can you name an instant I covered shit for anyone with lies?" Indeed,I can't exactly pinpoint any circumstance Gino ever lied to me.But I feel like this is different…“ You know Megan,your problem isn't about believing my words. You just don't want to consider the possibility that Lorenzo could be Innocent and lose the only reason you hate and despise him so
Megan povI park my car outside and make my way inside where the old lady Martha is waiting for me. Yesterday, she called to inform me about the company arranging a meeting with her to discuss the purchase of the land leased for my company.Since she doesn't have a child or a surviving relative, she asked me to accompany her. It's a good thing she chose me as her companion because I so want to know which this company is that's so persistent on acquiring the land. I spot Martha when I enter the restaurant and walk to her, offering her a smile. “ I'm glad you are here Megan. I don't want to deal with those people anymore.” Martha says as I settle next to her. “ I hope after this meeting they can finally leave you alone.” I reply but the old lady scoffs. “ I doubt they will give up that easily. You know how the rich behave in this society. They don't care about what the poor want. It's crazy how the government that should protect the citizens from them will support those looters.” Ma
Lorenzo pov“ They agreed with the proposal?” I ask Mr Davis as he steps inside my office. The smile on his face tells me that he has some good news for me. “ Not really. But the chances of getting positive feedback are very high.” He replies and I frown. What I need is a definite answer. I don't want to rely on chances and possibilities when it comes to this project. I can't allow anything to go wrong. “ Since they liked the new price offered, why didn't they agree to sell the land?” I inquire. “ The owner of the land was accompanied by another lady. If I am not wrong, the other lady advised her to take some time before signing off on the ownership deal.” Davis answers and my frown only deepens. “ A lady? I thought the owner had no family left?”That's what I read from the report Davis presented to me when I requested the owner's profile. This is one of the reasons I ended up considering her land for purchase. “ Indeed. The old lady doesn't have any relatives. The owner of the
Megan povToday is the day I will be attending the family dinner. Elena wanted to tag along so I agreed. I don't want to deny her the chance to bond with the family considering that I have already taken the chance to have a father away from me. I still don't believe Lorenzo kept true to his words and left me alone. After that day at the coffee house, he disappeared completely from my life. I don't know how to feel about this anymore. I mean, I am obviously the person who asked him to stay away from me. But why does it feel so uncomfortable that he did? Should he have insisted or persisted in his pursuit for me? He confessed to still loving me. He told me that day that in this life, he will never love any other woman apart from me. I didn't believe it but somehow, that declaration made me inwardly happy. I didn't show it though and just called him a liar. Sometimes, I can't help but feel like Gino was right the other day. I have put everything in me into hating Lorenzo that I don'
Megan povTwo years laterSometimes, life plays out differently than we expected or planned. As I stand before the mirror, admiring the woman reflected in the mirror, I can't help but smile. Sic years. That's what it took me to realize that the only place I belonged to was by Lorenzo's side. And today is that day we are gonna tie the knot and unite in holy matrimony. What started as a contract marriage is transforming to something special and beautiful. The past two years have been nothing but eventful. About a year ago, I gave birth to our second child, a son. When we learnt about my pregnancy, Lorenzo wanted us to get married immediately. I didn't like the idea of wearing my wedding gown with a bulging belly. It didn't help that I had a lot of work to do. From managing my fathers company in Chicago to my own company in Vegas. Lorenzo was also busy with the real estate project his company was working on in Vegas so we agreed to hold the wedding at a later date. After all, in the
MEGAN’S POV Katalina stirred her cappuccino, watching me over the rim of her cup with a smirk that I didn’t trust. “How long has it been since you started living together?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.I leaned back in my chair, letting the scent of roasted coffee beans and vanilla swirl around me. My favorite coffee shop, my favorite corner, and yet, she had dragged me out of my office, claiming I was overworking myself.“Three months,” I said, smiling as I traced the rim of my cup with my fingertip. “And it still feels like yesterday.”Three months since I moved back to Chicago. Three months of waking up beside Lorenzo, of feeling his warmth seep into my skin, of watching him keep every single promise he had made to me.Lorenzo wasn’t just loving—he was attentive, as if he had memorized my every need and made it his mission to fulfill them before I even realized what I wanted. He treated me like a queen, making up for every second we had lost.I lifted my cup, craving
MEGAN’S POV I couldn’t even remember how the rest of the evening played out because Lorenzo was glued to my side like he was afraid I’d disappear. Every time someone tried to steal a moment with me, he would find an excuse to pull me away—into random rooms, dark corners, anywhere he could have me to himself. And every single time, he kissed me like his life depended on it, like he had been starving and I was the only thing that could satisfy his hunger.Then, as if nothing had happened, we’d step back into the party, his arm wrapped tightly around me, his smirk daring anyone to question it. Everyone noticed, of course. They weren’t blind. But no one said a word. Not when it was our night. Not when I was finally going to get married—for real this time.By the end of the celebration, after receiving endless congratulations and well wishes, we left. Lorenzo’s father had insisted on keeping Elena for the night, claiming he wanted to spend more time with her. And honestly? We were too eag
MEGAN’S POVLorenzo was on one knee, his dark eyes locked onto mine, his face illuminated by the soft glow of lights I hadn't even noticed turning on. The world around us had faded into silence, leaving only the sound of my pounding heart and his steady, expectant breaths.“Megan, will you try me for real this time?" His voice was rough with emotion, his grip on the velvet box tight, as if he feared I might vanish before he could place the ring on my finger.I couldn't speak. My throat closed up. The sight of him kneeling before me, the weight of what he was asking, settled over me like a storm. I had promised him another chance—I had vowed to try—but this? This was something bigger, something permanent.This was me handing over my heart, my trust, my life to him once again.And the last time I'd done that, he'd shattered me.Lorenzo saw the hesitation in my eyes, his brows drawing together, his fingers tightening around the ring box. “Megan," he whispered, his voice hoarse, "I know I
MEGAN’S POVThe past month had been...i don't even know how to describe it, a storm of emotions, but somehow, everything had fallen into place. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could breathe.Who would have thought that after what Rael did to Lorenzo, he’d survive?Yet here he was—alive, strong, and laughing as he played with Elena, our daughter. The sight of them on the floor together, her tiny fingers tugging at his shirt as he pretended to lose a playful tug-of-war, warmed me in ways I couldn’t describe. I curled up on the couch, sipping my favorite wine, letting the moment settle over me like a comforting blanket.Then, for what felt like the twentieth time today, Lorenzo’s phone rang."Excuse me, I have to take this," he muttered, already standing.I watched as he strode away, his back tense, voice low when he answered. I had never minded his work calls before, not when we first moved to Chicago, not when he had to step away in the middle of a meal, but lately… som
LORENZO’S POVA month later.The Chicago airport buzzes with life—travelers rushing past, flight announcements echoing overhead, and the occasional wail of an impatient child. I stand near the arrival gate, hands in my pockets, shifting my weight from one foot to the other.It’s been a long week. No, a long month.After I regained my strength, I took off to Chicago to check on my business and for that one month, I had a lot to deal with.Thankful, everything went as planned.But today, things change, no work today. I was here for my two most precious people in the whole world, who I could give anything for.I check my watch for what must be the tenth time in the last five minutes as I wait, my sunglasses on.I want to feel annoyed but I can't with the thought of my two women coming.Megan’s flight has landed nearly half an hour ago, but customs can take forever. I exhale sharply, glancing toward the exit where passengers are trickling through.Then I see them.Elena is the first to sp
LORENZO’S POVIt has been almost two weeks since I came home with Megan, her house and I don't regret coming here. If I must be honest, then this was the best decision ever.I have a lot of time to spend with my cute little doll and Megan and today, we are out to a park after out little doll force us to take her there.Fortunately, I have been gaining my strength or else I would have turned into a laughing thing to my intelligent doll.If someone had told me that out of all the things I’d faced—ruthless enemies, gunfights, betrayals—the most difficult challenge would be a tiny, four-year-old girl with my blood in her veins who is now standing in front of me, her hands on her waist and ready for a challenge, I would have laughed. Hard.The park is livelier than I expected today. Well, maybe it is as I don't come this other side. Children run in every direction, their laughter blending with the chirping of birds perched on tall, leafy trees. The scent of fresh-cut grass mingles with
LORENZO'S POVI stare into her eyes, unable to look away as emotions rush in like a tide I can’t control.If someone had told me there would come a time when I couldn't mask my emotions because of love, I would have laughed in their face and thought them a fool.But here I am, stripped bare, completely exposed—because of this woman who owns my damn heart. Only God knows how much I care for her and our little angel.I owe her everything for giving me something so pure, so untouched by the darkness I live in.She blushes under my intense gaze, shifting slightly in her seat. "You should stop staring."A slow smirk spreads across my face, widening as the color deepens on her cheeks. The sight of it makes me want to get out of this damn hospital bed, take her somewhere private, and show her exactly how much I want her. Need her. Crave her."And you should stop blushing," I counter, my voice low, teasing.Her blush intensifies, and I swear she looks edible—like something only I should be al
LORENZO'S POVI was in a dream.I knew because Megan and Elena were with me—alive, warm, and laughing.Snowflakes danced in the air, landing on my skin like whispers of a forgotten life. The world was bright, crisp, and full of laughter, the kind I hadn’t heard in a long time.“Daddy! Look! I can fly!” Elena’s voice rang out, high and thrilled, as she sped past me on her skis, arms spread wide like tiny wings. Her dark curls peeked from beneath her beanie, her cheeks flushed with excitement.“Be careful, darling, or even your father won’t be able to save you from me when you're done!” Megan teased, panting beside me, her gloved fingers brushing mine as she adjusted her scarf.“I will, Mama!” Elena’s giggles carried over the snow, pure and free.I didn’t want to wake up.Because in my waking world, they weren’t there.The ache in my chest was a familiar, gnawing thing. How had I made it this far without them? How had I learned to breathe in a world where Megan’s touch and Elena’s laugh