The heavy wooden doors of the Taylons Enterprises boardroom opened, and the board members filed in one by one, their expressions somber and unreadable. The air was charged – heavy with tension that seemed to settle right in the chest, making their breath come hard. Taylor was sitting at the head of the long metropolitan table, his posture erect, but his hands drumming on the surface of the table top.In recent days, he had done all he could to ensure he got the votes that would help him keep his post. Some had promised some things, others had been asked for a favor, and a few others threatened in a hushed voice. As more of the board members arrived, he could not dispel a rising sense of emptiness in his stomach—the sense that it would not be enough.In the same room, Nicole Okeke walked in with so much confidence and self- assurance. She wore a well-fitting tailed suit, and she could control the room without uttering a single word. She settled gracefully into the chair, and whi
“Good evening,” Nicole Abrams said, forcing her voice to stay steady as she approached the receptionist at the Monarch Hotel’s sleek, gleaming front desk. “I have an appointment with Mr. Martins Grant.”The receptionist didn’t bother hiding her curious smirk as she sized Nicole up, then typed briskly into her computer. “Ah, yes. He’s expecting you. Take the elevator to the fifth floor. When you exit, turn right, and it’s the second door on your left.”Nicole nodded, thanked her, and headed toward the elevator, feeling her pulse quicken.This whole meeting had come out of nowhere, courtesy of her mother-in-law, Veronica Fury. Veronica had never been subtle about her dislike of Nicole and had questioned her motives ever since she’d married into the Fury family. So, when Veronica called her this morning, proposing that Nicole handle a “small favor for the family business” to gain her approval, Nicole had agreed without hesitation.She wanted nothing more than to ease the tension betwee
Tears trickled down my face as I sat on the narrow cot in the holding cell, staring up at the cold, gray ceiling. How had my life unraveled so quickly?One moment I was running what I thought was a simple errand for my mother-in-law, Veronica Fury, and the next, I was being accused of embezzlement.The memory of that officer snapping handcuffs around my wrists still burned into my mind, each flashback filling me with humiliation and anger.I hugged my knees to my chest, trying to hold back the tears, but the shame and disbelief were too much.Taylor, my own husband, had allowed this to happen. He hadn’t just doubted me; he’d acted as if I was nothing more than a criminal to him.And Veronica… I had no doubt she’d orchestrated the entire thing. Yet here I was, locked up, my life crumbling around me.A hollow ache settled in my chest. How could Taylor, the man who was supposed to know me better than anyone, turn against me so easily?How could he believe his mother’s word over mine? Ver
I noted how the lawyer kept referring to me by my maiden name, as if I and Taylor were already divorced. I stepped out of the lawyer’s office, clutching the divorce papers in my hand.My heart sank as I realized that the only person I had to lean on was Sarah. I rummaged through my bag and pulled out my phone, dialing her number.The line rang once, twice, before her familiar voice finally answered."Nikki?" Sarah's voice sounded tense, worried."Sarah," I choked out, my voice thick with emotion. "I... I'm out. They dropped the charges, but...""Oh, Nikki, thank God!" Sarah said, her voice filled with relief. "Are you okay? I mean... I was so worried."I took a shaky breath. "No. I'm not okay. Taylor... he sent his lawyer with divorce papers, Sarah. He wants nothing to do with me."There was a momentary pause on the other end, just long enough to make my stomach twist with unease."Sarah?" I prompted, frowning.A sigh drifted through the receiver, one so faint it was almost swallowed
The room fell into complete silence. It was so still I could almost hear each heartbeat, and every pair of eyes fixed on me. But I only cared about Taylor’s reaction. His jaw clenched, his nostrils flaring as he stared at me, searching for any sign that I might be lying.“Yes,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I looked straight into his eyes. “It’s true. I found out yesterday. That’s why I called you so many times. I wanted to tell you the news, but you didn’t pick up. And when I texted, I said it was something important. That’s what I wanted to share with you.”My heart pounded as I waited, hoping, praying that he’d believe me. His gaze softened, just a fraction, as he scanned my face, and I dared to hope. Maybe, just maybe, he’d see the truth in my eyes.But before he could respond, Veronica’s voice cut through the room, dripping with venom. “You can’t actually be falling for this, Taylor. After everything this woman’s done, do you really think you can believe a word out of her m
The silence that filled the room was suffocating, but I barely noticed it.All I could see was Nicole, standing there, her voice quivering as she announced her pregnancy. I’d always dreamed of having children one day, of building a family together. Yet, hearing this now, my mind spun in a hundred different directions, each one darker than the last.I tried to read her face, to understand if any of this was true. I wanted so badly to believe her, but how could I?The evidence, the betrayal, the lies, it all weighed heavily on me, too much to just ignore.My gaze hardened, but deep inside, I felt a crack. For just a moment, a part of me wanted to trust her again. Maybe I was wrong.Maybe she wasn’t lying, and I was about to throw away the woman I loved and our unborn child.But before I could even consider it, my mother’s voice cut through my thoughts. “You can’t be falling for this, Taylor! After everything she’s done, you actually believe her? She’s lying! Can’t you see she’ll say any
“That’s her, isn’t it?”The voice was loud enough to pierce through the haze in Nicole's mind, which stirred her awake. The sterile white ceiling above seemed to spin, and her nostrils were filled with the faint scent of disinfectant. Slowly, her surroundings came into focus and the harsh whispers of nurses standing by the door filtered in."The so-called Nicole Fury. Can you believe it? After all that drama in the news, she shows up here looking like that.""You mean after being thrown out by her husband? What a disgrace."The words were sharp, digging into Nicole like daggers. Her throat was dry, and a dull ache spread across her body, but nothing compared to the sting of their mockery. "We heard she'd been stealing from her husband, diverting funds to secret accounts..." The dark-skinned nurse said."What a shame!" The second nurse added. "I believe that was why she was arrested. Yet, the kind husband still bailed her."Nicole clenched her fists weakly, willing herself to stay c
"Oh, my god, it feels so damned good to have that bitch out of our lives," Sarah exclaimed excitedly, leaning back into the velvet sofa. Her bright, red nails tapped rhythmically in the glass she held that was filled with sparkling wine.Veronica, sitting across from her, chuckled, the corners of her lips twisting into a smirk. "Mission accomplished," she said, reaching for the bottle of exotic wine resting on the glass coffee table. She poured herself another drink, the golden liquid reflecting the sunlight streaming through the large windows of the Fury mansion. "Let's toast to the end of that nuisance."Their moment was interrupted as a maid made her appearance at the door, hesitant as if to acknowledge entering an uninvited conversation. "Madam Veronica," the maid ventured, "is there anything you might need before I leave for the market?"Veronica's face had hardened. She waved her hand dismissively; her tone was clipped. "No. Go." The servant nodded and quickly scurried off,
The heavy wooden doors of the Taylons Enterprises boardroom opened, and the board members filed in one by one, their expressions somber and unreadable. The air was charged – heavy with tension that seemed to settle right in the chest, making their breath come hard. Taylor was sitting at the head of the long metropolitan table, his posture erect, but his hands drumming on the surface of the table top.In recent days, he had done all he could to ensure he got the votes that would help him keep his post. Some had promised some things, others had been asked for a favor, and a few others threatened in a hushed voice. As more of the board members arrived, he could not dispel a rising sense of emptiness in his stomach—the sense that it would not be enough.In the same room, Nicole Okeke walked in with so much confidence and self- assurance. She wore a well-fitting tailed suit, and she could control the room without uttering a single word. She settled gracefully into the chair, and whi
The night was eerily silent except for the faint rustle of leaves carried by the cold breeze. Carter crouched low as his sharp eyes fixed on the dimly lit window of the rundown apartment.Moonlight danced on the cracked walls, casting ominous shadows that seemed to stretch endlessly. His heart was racing, but his breathing was smooth, a display of his years of combat skills. This was it. The intel he had pieced together bit by bit led him to the shooter's hideout.He coiled each muscle in his body, ready to strike. He tightened his grip on his weapon and edged closer to the door.The only sound he heard was the creaking of the wooden floor beneath his boots.He gave a swift, calculated kick, and the door burst open, slamming against the wall with a loud thud.The room beyond was dark, save for a flickering bulb in the corner that cast erratic shadows.The shooter was taken aback by the intrusion and leaped from his chair.His eyes narrowed when he saw the figure before him, immediat
The air in the Taylons Enterprises boardroom was thick with tension, the kind that crackled just before a storm. Taylor sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his jaw locked in barely concealed frustration. His mother, Veronica, sat next to him, cold and unreadable, but a flicker of anger in her eyes once in a while gave her away. Across from them, Nicole exuded quiet confidence, hands folded neatly on the table, commanding authority even without a word. Collins, her bodyguard, stood just outside the door, ensuring that her safety was never compromised.The remaining board members, including Mr. Donovan, Mrs. Lawson, and a few others, occupied their seats, their faces a mix of anticipation and apprehension.Mr. Donovan cleared his throat, breaking the uneasy silence. "Gentlemen and ladies, thank you all for gathering here this evening. We have urgent matters to discuss regarding the future of Taylons Enterprises."Taylor scoffed, leaning back in his chair. "Let me guess. You’
Taylor Fury was deep in conversation on a business call, his fingers gripping the edge of his mahogany desk as he tried to salvage what little power he had left at Taylons Enterprises. His voice, usually commanding and sharp, held a slight edge of desperation as he spoke. “I understand, Mr. Saunders,” he said into the phone, his tone measured, masking his frustration. "But pulling out now would only—"A sudden knock at his office door interrupted him. His hold on the receiver tightened, annoyance flashing across his features. "What?" he barked, but the door creaked open anyway, revealing his secretary, a young woman whose usually composed face was lined with worry. She hesitated before stepping inside, her fingers nervously twisting the edge of the folder she carried.Taylor let out a heavy sigh to restrain himself. "Mr. Saunders, let me call you back."He hung up without even waiting for an answer. He was getting impatient. "What is it?"The secretary moved closer. "Sir, the boa
The morning sun cast a golden glow over the city, but Carter’s mind was clouded with the storm brewing within. For the last few hours, he had been picking up every single piece of information that could lead him to the shooter. However, there was something he needed to do before he could go hunting, as any self respecting bachelor should.He drove up to Emilia’s apartment and parked the car, clenching the wheel for a few seconds before getting out. He thought that he could do it without anyone noticing but there was something in him that wanted him to see her. Perhaps it was the way she had glanced his way last night; pleading, concerned, as if she wanted to tell him something. Or perhaps, in spite of all this, he just wanted to be close to her one more time before crossing over to the other side.He knocked on her door and waited. After a few seconds, he heard someone run past. The door opened and there was Emilia, ready for work, dressed in her business outfit, her bag on her
The drive to Emilia’s apartment was silent at first, a thick tension hanging between them. Carter kept his eyes on the road, his grip firm on the steering wheel, but he could feel her presence beside him like a magnet pulling him in. Emilia sat with her hands clasped together on her lap, sneaking glances at him every few seconds. The soft light from the street lamps outside cast evasive shadows on his sharp features, making him all the more mysterious."You don't talk much, do you?" Emilia finally broke the silence, a small teasing smile playing on her lips.Carter smirked but didn't turn toward her. "I talk when there's something worth saying."Emilia chuckled. "I see. A man of few words but sharp actions."He turned a quick glance at her, back to the road. "Something like that."As they reached her apartment, Carter pulled onto the curb, turned off the engine.He waited for her to say, "Thanks," and leave, but instead, Emilia unbuckled her seat belt and turned to him.There was s
The night air was thick with tension, carrying the distant hum of the city as Veronica Fury stood in a dimly lit alley, her expensive coat wrapped tightly around her slender frame. Her face, usually composed and calculating, was contorted with rage, her breath coming in sharp, furious bursts. Standing across from her, Scorpion stood stiffly, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his weathered leather jacket. The single flickering streetlamp above them barely illuminated his face, but even in the dim light, she could make out the unease in his eyes. Veronica took a slow step forward, the heels clicking against the cold pavement."You had one job," she hissed, her voice full of venom. "One goddamn job, and you failed."Scorpion swallowed hard. "Her bodyguard was fast. The bastard moved before I could get a clear shot. Took the bullet himself."Veronica scoffed, her head shaking in disgust. "And that means what to me? That you expect me to sympathize? To understand your incompetence?
The morning air was crisp as Nicole and Emilia stepped out of the car, the golden rays of the sun casting a glow over the city. The journey to Mr. Donovan's company was smooth, Collins trailing behind them, as they packed, his sharp eyes scanning their surroundings for any sign of trouble. Mr. Donovan's company wasn't as big as Taylons Enterprises but was well-established and flourishing. Being the chairman of the board in Taylons, Donovan held a big say in major decisions. If they could win him over, their plan would gain momentum.Inside, the receptionist instantly recognized Nicole and quickly dialed some number. Within minutes, they were being escorted to Donovan's office while Collins remained outside, keeping a watchful eye.As they stepped into the office, Mr. Donovan, a tall man in his late sixties with salt-and-pepper hair and sharp eyes, rose from his chair.A polite smile played about his lips as he gestured toward the seats in front of him. "Ms. Okeke," he said in a
Two weeks had passed since the attack on Nicole. The wound left by that incident had not yet healed, not in her mind, nor in her heart. Carter’s near-death experience had changed something in her, solidifying her resolve. If there had been any doubt before, it was gone now. The Fury family had to pay, and Taylons Enterprises would be hers.Seated in her study, Nicole leaned back in her chair, her fingers drumming lightly against the polished wood of her desk. Across from her, Emilia sat with her tablet in hand, ready to take notes. Nicole exhaled, staring at Emilia for a moment before speaking. "I need to be honest with you," she said slowly. "I brought you into my company for a reason beyond your skills."Emilia's head leaned to one side, intrigued but not exactly surprised. "What?"Nicole's lips thinned as she, after a few tense seconds, replied with her words, "I want to take over Taylons Enterprises. And I won't stop until I do."Shockingly, Emilia smiled, knowing her plans a