A world of conflictMy heart reminisced on what Alloy had said previously, leaving me to wonder about the connection. For a moment, I doubted whether I could still trust him, but after several thoughts in the same direction, I found reasons why his suggestions were valid.Yet the question remained: now that he was involved in our device, it only meant one thing; that I would give Harry access into our lives again, which I wasn’t ready to do. Nor was I planning on backing out of this fight anytime soon, not in my wildest dreams.My hands clutched the headrest as Levi drove along the bustling street to what was once Williams Corporation. It had been ages; ever since my return, I hadn’t taken a single moment to check the place out, let alone schedule an appointment with the CEO of the new company occupying it. My heart skipped several beats as we drew closer. What was I supposed to feel now as that unsettling, nostalgic feeling set in, knocking me out of my thoughts and taking hold of me
Harry, not again.My thoughts drifted to months ago, just one month after I returned from Italy. A man had walked into my office, introducing himself and offering a proposal. He suggested I join a particular group, though I wasn’t yet certain of its purpose. I declined, preferring to establish my own company independently. I hadn’t taken it seriously, until now. Anderson just accused me of sabotaging their efforts, as if my lack of involvement in their criminal activities or funding scandals was a betrayal. Thousands of thoughts flooded my mind. The company that was once Williams Corporation, which had been shut down due to fraud, was now owned by Anderson, who controlled several top officials and the law. Everything was gradually adding up. “I sense a confrontation ahead,” I whispered to myself. But then I remembered it was time to pick up Henry. I sent duplicate copies of the documents to different hidden platforms and secured locations. They already knew what to do, as we had pre
ShiftThe moment of hesitation and reluctance crept in as the weight of the decision hovering in my heart set in. In a moment of confusion, I didn’t know whether to answer the call or just give him a simple "yes." His tender eyes cast a spell on my heart, filling me with guilt and worry."Mum, is he my dad?" he asked for the third time, and this time, my walls broke down."Yes, he is," I finally admitted the words I had dreaded saying to him.A moment of silence crept in; his face contorted into a frown, and I reached to pull him into an embrace."Mum loves you and always wants the best for you," I reminded him once again."Mum, why did you hide it from me all this time?" he blurted, and the last of my emotional defenses shattered."Mum was planning on telling you on your birthday," I lied, trying to keep him together. His broken state was doing too much damage to my heart.He loosened himself from the embrace, lifting his eyes to meet mine. "Mum, will he come for my birthday?" he ask
The impossibleHarry's POVMy heart leapt at his request. I knew it was a lot to ask, but deep down, I prayed Celine would accept. A part of me needed to stay longer with Henry. The bond and connection I felt with him were incomparable to anything else, not even what I had with Derick. It was something deeper, like a magnet drawn to its opposite pole, and I didn’t want to let go anytime soon. Not after all have been through just to be with him, to hold his tender arms in mine.Celine’s gaze was fixed on her son as she crouched down to his level. I could sense the softness in her heart from her gentle expression as she looked at him. “Sweetheart, what you’re asking is far too big for me to grant,” she explained, her tone calm. But her words only brought more tears to Henry's eyes, and I felt a pang in my heart.“But Mom, why is it so hard to grant?” he asked.After a moment’s hesitation, she replied, “Because he isn’t who you think he is, and I don’t want him too close to us. You know
Dawn of the unexpectedCeline's POVWalking up the staircase, my steps quickened as a wave of irritation rose in me. How could Henry even think of inviting Harry he barely knew to stay over? It was simply too much to ask, and I was beginning to regret ever agreeing to let him come over. I realised I might have done it to make Henry happy, but it felt like a mistake now.When I reached his door, it was closed, and as I tried to unlock it, I realised it was locked from the inside. My heart both rose and sank at the same time. This was the first time Henry had locked himself in his room, and a slight worry crept up my spine as I called out to him."Cutie, it's Mum. Please open up," I said, but there was no sound of movement from inside. I pressed my face against the door, feeling pain and worry wash over me."Cutie," I called again. This time, I heard him approach, and the door opened slightly. Before I could enter, he had already laid back down on the bed, burying his head in his pillow
EscapeI quickly turned on the engine of my car, fury settling in as I drove away from the company without sparing a glance at Levi, who was calling out with concern. All that mattered was confronting that scumbag, Harry. I’d already called the police to have him arrested, but I needed to vent my anger, to lash out every bit of frustration that had settled deep within me. The pain of such a shocking revelation shredded my heart as I struck the steering wheel over and over again.I knew I had little experience driving and that it was dangerous to do so in such an emotionally drained state. Yet, the more I tried to compose myself and focus, the more frustrated I became. It hurt deeply that this same Harry, who had recently tried to worm his way back into my son’s life—the same man who had made my life a living hell—was actually the one responsible for my father’s death. How cruel, heartless, and inconsiderate could he be?In the depths of my shattered heart, I knew Harry felt nothing fo
A kiss with the pastHarry's POVMy heart was a mix of uncertainty and confusion as she continued hurling insults at me. For once, I couldn't understand why she was calling me a murderer. Was it something from my past she was referring to? As far as I knew, I had long since stopped those activities and had no desire to return to that life of uncertainty and atrocities."How? Why are you calling me names?" I managed to ask, my expression masked in confusion."How dare you pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about, you pathetic excuse of a man?" she snapped, her venomous voice echoing across the room.I huffed, "I stopped being the bad guy you used to know a long time ago. Can you please tell me why you still choose to treat me with such hatred for the wrongs I did to you?" I asserted, my heart already sinking, the joy and excitement dissipating.She rolled her eyes at me disapprovingly. "What am I even doing here, talking with such scum? The police will do their job," she snapped,
DreadJack's POV"Don’t tell me that! You know how much effort we put into this, and it just got ruined?" I snapped, my brows furrowing in frustration. "It was a simple task: crash her in that vehicle, escape to the other street, and switch cars to cover your tracks. That way, no one would know who orchestrated the accident. Simple. And you just messed up the whole plan." I slammed my hands against the bar, my voice laced with anger, frustration settling in my heart."Boss, we’re sorry, but the way everything went down was just… unexplainable. You know how professional we are in this game, but this was different. It all happened in a blink, like we saw another obstruction just as her car stopped and the truck veered off to the opposite street. I still can’t process how it all happened," he tried to explain, but my patience was already razor-thin."Spare me the excuses," I snapped, slamming my hand hard on the armrest. He jumped, his legs trembling as I closed the space between us in t
A Blissful ForeverHarry's POVWe drove out of the mansion toward the most renowned resort in the city. My heart surged with joy and gratitude for the journey and the battles fought to reach this glorious moment of peace with Celine and my son, Henry.It was a dream come true. Deep down, I vowed never to let this opportunity slip away. This was the moment I had always envisioned, and now that it was manifesting, I was more than ready to cherish it. I resolved to make amends for all my past mistakes, creating and nurturing beautiful, lasting memories, even amidst any struggles that might come our way.“Dad, can we stop at Moore’s? I want to get my favorite candy,” Henry said, pointing toward the store on the left side of the street.“Alright, anything for you, son,” I replied, and he grinned, biting his hand playfully.“Thank you, Dad!” he cheered. I smiled and turned the car toward Moore’s parking lot.Soon, we were back in the car, Henry happily clutching his bag of candies and snack
The expectedA grin spread across his face as he held my hands, planting a loving kiss on them before crouching low on his knees. My heart soared once more, and this time, I was determined to give this tireless man a "yes" for his relentless efforts to win me over.“Please, my lady, will you be mine again?” he asked, his hands dipping into his pant pockets to retrieve the ring. To my amazement, his gaze remained fixed on mine.“Please, girl, forgive him and accept him back; for my sake and Henry's,” Evelyn's voice surged from behind almost immediately, and I winced.“Yes, he deserves one more chance,” Aaron added.I stayed still, determined in my thoughts, my face adorned with a grin. Finally, I whimpered,“Yes, I’ll give you another chance, to be yours again.”With a relieved smile, he hastily slid the ring onto my finger and rose to his feet.“Thank you. I promise I’ll never hurt you again,” he said, his eyes widening with sincerity.“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice trembling sligh
Sorrowful momentWithout hesitation, I tapped to receive the call, my head lowered and my heart racing. By now, the applause had stopped, but Harry still remained kneeling with the ring in his hands, his face showing a mix of disappointment and uncertainty.“Hel…” I started, but his voice cut me off almost immediately.“Please, you need to come. The report is bad, and Evelyn needs you,” he asserted, and my heart sank.“Okay, I’ll be right there,” I responded. The call ended almost immediately from his end. I hurriedly lowered the phone from my ear, casting a sorry gaze at Harry.“Please, I need to leave. It’s about Evelyn,” I announced. Without glancing around at the murmurs that arose once more, I hastily addressed the team, then stormed to the car and drove off almost immediately to the hospital.Once at the hospital, I hurriedly made my way through the lobby and down the hallway leading to the maternity section. I knew she would be there. As I had suspected, I spotted Aaron speakin
Two Weeks LaterCeline’s POVA lone tear dropped from my eye as I walked along the aisle toward the pavilion. My heart couldn’t stop wondering how I got here; a pathway filled with endless struggles and challenges. A path where evil loomed, but amidst the overwhelming obstacles and chaos, I succeeded, alongside the great team that stood firm with me. It felt like a dry bone coming back to life.The roaring applause of the crowd and the overwhelming feeling of having everything under control struck me with a sense of fulfillment—the kind that comes when one keeps a promise. That, I had lived to remember for seven years, ever since Dad was buried."I wish I could see him again and tell him everything is now fine and under control," I whispered in my heart, never stopping to wander through the familiar thoughts crowding my mind.The media buzzed around the hall, fixing and focusing their cameras on me. The grin on my face widened as a surge of joy erupted through me. As I climbed the pa
Rising Tension"Why can't I go inside?""That's the instruction, sir. I'm so sorry if it doesn't sit well with you, but please, you can't go in," he explained."I see. Is your madam at home?""Not really. She stepped out a few minutes ago. I thought you might have driven past her on your way here.""Not at all," I replied, feeling a pang of devastation. My eyes fell on the drink I held in my hands, and all the carefully rehearsed words I had practiced in the car suddenly felt meaningless."Can I leave this for her?""Not at all, sir. I think you should give it to her yourself; it would be much better," he replied. I sighed and turned to leave, my feet dragging sluggishly against the ground.Just then, a voice called out from behind."What are you doing here? I thought I told you last time not to come near us! Why are you still bent on bringing us more trouble?"I turned to meet his angry gaze. His words were far too harsh for a child his age, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that
Bad OccurrenceHarry's POVIt's been a heck of an experience for me. The shock and the stigma felt increasingly heavy, almost suffocating the life out of me. I still felt as though the chains of the forbidden were caging me, weighing me down like an unbearable burden.“Boss, you need to do something before everything escalates beyond what we can handle,” Louis, who had come over, suggested with a concerned expression.I sat still, lost in thought, struggling to figure out what to do. It was fortunate that the news hadn’t picked up on this yet, but I needed Celine's help to navigate through this mess before it did. Otherwise, it would tarnish the company’s reputation irreparably. This disaster, which I had been grappling with for the past twenty-four hours, left me filled with regret. I doubted it would ever leave my mind; not now, not ever. Mom’s face still appeared before me repeatedly. The moments when she smiled, the happy times we shared; all of them taunted my heart relentlessly.
The Unforseen I held her hands in pain as the other corps members rushed toward us. My gaze became blurry from the tears that clouded my eyes.“Ma'am, step aside,” the officer instructed, but I remained unmoved. I couldn't let go of her hands. Watching her lying motionless pricked a deep part of my heart, and I didn’t even notice if the guy was caught or not. Everything else felt irrelevant at that moment.He leaned in, turning her over slowly and placing his ear on her chest.“I think she’s still alive,” he muttered, and a sudden wave of relief washed over me.Soon, she was wheeled into the ambulance, and I followed suit. Once at the hospital, she was rushed into the emergency room while I waited impatiently in the waiting area, praying earnestly that nothing would happen to her.I stood there, lost in my thoughts of grief and anguish, when a hand rested on my shoulder, jolting me almost immediately. I turned to find Alloy standing close by.“Ma'am, I think you should calm down. She
Moment of AgonyOnce freed, I ran as fast as I could while they pursued me. I knew the risk was higher now, but it was the least of my concerns at that moment. My heartbeat raced as I stumbled upon a door. Hurriedly, I opened it, only to find myself at the back of the suite where the cops were stationed. Just as one of the men chasing me fired a shot, the bullet struck the doorframe, creating a sharp cracking sound as I scrambled to the other side.“Drop your weapons!” the police announced. Oblivious to the ambush, the men chasing me ran straight into police custody. I heaved a sigh of relief, clutching my chest in an attempt to ease the tension building within me.“Damn, that was a freaky risk,” I muttered under my breath. I had no idea I could run as fast or as boldly as I just had. Once settled, I glanced around, only to realize something was amiss. I distinctly remembered hearing the leader give orders as I fled. He had been following me, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Somethi
A Turn for The WorstMy heart raced drastically as I lifted my head to meet his gaze. Did he already sense that I had my eyes fixed on the dark-haired guy, apparently the leader who had just walked in? I thought to myself, but then the realization hit me hard: What if he’s part of the gang? I mean, judging from his appearance.I felt my stomach churn as I finally mustered the courage to reply.“What are you doing here?” I inquired, trying to mask my unease, which was clearly written on my features.He smirked. “Looking out for you,” he replied. I felt a little relieved and then a surge of anger.“Why can't you mind your business?” I asserted.“I can't mind my business while you’re still sitting here. Besides, I kept wondering why your supposed partner is taking so long to appear. Or were you just playing a fast one on me?” he questioned, smiling sheepishly.I tried so hard to hold back my anger, which was seething beneath the surface. It was glaringly obvious that he wasn’t part of th