Harry’s povWhy would he keep me waiting? Who the heck does he think he is? Picking up the glass from its stand and glancing at my wristwatch, I noticed it was already past the actual time. This I had done a million times in less than an hour.I gulped the wine from the glass and dropped it almost forcefully, leaving a visible crack on it. I cursed myself subconsciously when I realized what I had done. "It wasn't my damn fault," I muttered, trying to clear my head. I felt really frustrated.I was supposed to have received his call by now so I could send the driver to pick him up. All the reservations were in place, but he was about an hour late, and still no call. The urge to call him surged, but I restrained myself. Leonard Anderson was a cruel, ruthless billionaire who frowned upon being called, especially in situations like this.I wouldn’t sabotage this long-standing effort for anything. It had taken me a lot to convince him that my company was the right fit for the job, so why wo
Celine’s PovPlaying with little Henry at the park was a way I employed to escape the tense feeling and the atmosphere of futile efforts.After realizing that Aaron Lincoln was my dad's lawyer and the one in charge of the case, I put in all the effort I could to assist him, doing the little we could to sabotage and overturn the verdict. But the more we dug into the case, the more complex it became. Williams had been involved in so much fraud, and fighting the case only uncovered other hidden aspects of his dealings.There were things I never knew about him until now—certain dealings that were so messy, I couldn’t have imagined them. At first, I saw him as a ruthless, stern billionaire who merely possessed a domineering character that intimidated everyone around him. They all seemed to become subjects before him. Little did I know there was more behind it. To think that I once vowed to recover all his wealth is something I slightly regret. But still, I have to fight and forge ahead. He
Harry’s povThat child she was carrying and chuckling at was definitely Jack's blood, and this realization struck me hard, causing my heart to race. I was on the verge of a life-changing deal, yet the joy vanished the moment I caught sight of her.Why was she always in view? Whenever my heart was in ecstasy, she was truly a joy-stealer, and my hatred for her grew the day I learned from the hospital report that her child was too young to be mine, based on when I divorced her. To think she had the nerve to open her legs for that bastard Jack was something I had tried to forget all this time. Now, seeing her again only revived those hard feelings, and my heart boiled.It was a good thing that the child was now in the world, and I strongly believed that if I took this child away from the face of the earth, Jack would be half-dead and utterly broken. I knew he thought he would get away scot-free for making an attempt on my life. No, that wasn't going to happen. I made sure Lily and Derrick
HenryCeline’s povJust when we were about to leave the park, I noticed a group of guys entering. They looked cool but rude in their demeanor, and I doubted if they were also there to catch a glimpse of nature's beauty.“So, psychos also visit the park,” I thought to myself. Such a question was out of place because it was none of my business. When did I start prying into matters that didn’t concern me? I mean, it was an open and free place for anyone to visit, except for the entrance fee, which was high and made it the best park in the city.I hastily packed our things, put Henry back in his carrier, and shoved everything into the bag. I stopped for a deep breath, casting a sideways glare at the couple who had narrowed their eyes at us. We had already spent enough time here, and my meeting with Lincoln was just thirty minutes away. He was the kind of person who valued punctuality and frowned upon lateness. I wasn’t in the mood for his tantrums. The sooner we left, the better.I had re
PleaseMy back hit the bare floor hard, my hands clutching my heart, and my eyes widened in shock. “The white pieces, the two guys before me, and the footsteps approaching from behind, Henry sitting in his carrier—what just happened?”“Noooo!” I screamed.My eyes filled with uncontrollable tears as they rolled down voluntarily. The crowd around me became more intense by now, some with concern written on their faces. Many felt sorry but were confused by the whole scene I displayed. Some murmured among themselves, whispers everywhere but nothing made sense to me.“Where is my son? Where is Henry?” I asked, my eyes scanning everywhere. I threw myself on the floor. By now, I could feel the numbness in my limbs gradually dissipating, but that didn't matter unless I set my eyes on Henry. He was just a year old and too tender to be in danger.“No replies? No, no, this can't be happening,” I sobbed even more. What would I do without my son, my bundle of joy? Where have they taken him? Was he
Why?"Henry, wait for Mummy! Where are you going?" I ran to grasp his hand, but it slowly faded, leaving me in misery as I opened my eyes. My gaze darted around the room, goosebumps visible on my skin as fear gripped my entire being."Where is Henry?" I asked Evelyn, who held me tightly as I regained consciousness. Her expression revealed one thing—Henry wasn't here. I slowly pulled myself up. "Ahh!" The pain in my head, back, and entire body was overwhelming."Where's Henry?" I asked once more, pulling away from her grip, which was almost impossible to break. My body was still weak, but I felt a bit better than before. I knew I was in a hospital—the familiar smell and the white straps everywhere gave it away. How I got there wasn't something I could wrap my head around, nor did it matter. The only thing that made sense, even in my subconscious, was Henry. And I doubted if he was safe. I felt something was wrong. Henry was in danger."Let me go! Let me be!" I screamed at Evelyn as she
Curious His steps were loud and purposeful, and each one made towards us only echoed in my ears, buzzing deep in my eardrums. It felt like I could hear invisible sounds, even from a silent space, and they were so loud that my eardrums were beginning to bleed. I was really going insane, I knew I was, and if I couldn't see Henry soon, I doubted I would survive."How's she now?" he inquired, turning to meet Evelyn's teary gaze."I'm afraid she's getting worse with each passing minute, and something needs to be done fast," she expressed, turning to meet my weird gaze.Why would she say I was getting worse?"My utmost desire is to be with my son. That's all I'm interested in, and it's the only thing that needs to be done now!" I screamed at the top of my voice, avoiding their strange stares."Oh my child, come to mummy," I called out one more time, straying my eyes around, obviously looking for something. His tender voice was now audible, coming from a distance, and I knew he was somewher
Hope Alive Was I meant to remain in shambles, heartbroken? Or was it always meant to turn to sorrow when it seemed like light was surging? My heart and entire body were no longer mine. Why was there a "but" in his last sentence? It's been three long days, but it felt like a thousand. I had wept until there were no more tears left. I had roamed the streets of the city countless times like a deranged person until my strength failed me. All futile, no hope. The worst part was that the cops were on the case, but still, it had been three days without my son. The inspector only pulled my leg to calm me down, assuring me my son was in their custody, but those were mere words. Only Aaron read between the lines as he glared intensely at me. I kept blaming myself subconsciously for even giving that strange guy a listening ear. I should have just ignored him and moved on. Maybe then all of this wouldn’t be happening, and Henry wouldn’t be missing. My body was a mess, and my limbs felt
Her deathHarry's POV A surge of relief washed through me as I anticipated her call. I had sent her another gift just yesterday and hoped she had received it.Morning had already come, yet I hadn’t heard from her; not even a text. The earlier relief was gradually fading away. She was right to treat me the way she did; I had tried so hard to absorb that truth. Still, I couldn’t shake off the urge to go see Mum. She had given me false information about Dad’s death, but Louis had advised me to calm down before confronting her. That advice, however, had lingered long enough.It had been two days of intense worry and sorrow. Each time there was a glimmer of hope, it drowned in an ocean of grief and bitterness. I doubted if I could hold on any longer; I couldn’t heal unless I sorted things out quickly. I pulled my phone out of my breast pocket and hesitated for a moment before typing a text to Celine.Countless texts had been sent over the past few days, yet none received a reply. Still, I
Another Battle?My heart wandered to what Sharon had said earlier, and I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt to meet her. She sounded too serious, and whatever important information she had to disclose, I knew it was related to the past. As much as I never wanted to revisit my past, I still needed to know what it was all about.I had the urge to call Evelyn, but I restrained myself. There was no need to burden her with my issues anymore. I tried to grasp sleep throughout the night as I awaited the morning, but all my efforts proved futile, and I was already giving up in frustration.I reached my hand to the head of the bed where my podcast device was. I tapped to play the popular music streaming on it, tuning it to a lower key and pitch before slumping back onto the bed. I carefully freed my mind from all worries, and soon, the music synced with my heart. Slowly, I closed my eyes, and soon, I drifted off to sleep.*****Sitting in this popular resort at the far-right end of the larg
Intriguing SuspenseCeline’s POVMy heart shattered even more as I watched his reactions and flimsy flirting excuses, which he thought would win me over. I felt like I was losing it. He had taken something precious from me in the past, and as if that wasn’t enough, he still had to hide it from me; an act I despised so much.“I never want to see you near us again,” I cursed, looking intensely at his derailed expression, masked with even greater pain and hurt.“Please, for the…”“Just go,” Henry cut in, and he swallowed hard. I hated seeing my son angry, just as much as I felt the pain of a reopened wound. If my mum were alive, I wouldn’t have gone through the torment I endured. I doubted I would have faced the ridicule and humiliation his singular action caused me. Glaring at him, still crouched on the floor, I felt like strangling the life out of him for taking what was so precious and priceless to me, yet I tried so hard to restrain the urge.“Why are you still pleading? Take your di
BrokenHarry's POVI felt a shiver run down my spine the moment she pointed to the diary on the floor. My heart skipped a beat; or thousands. I distinctly remembered tucking the diary into the shelves, so how did it end up here, on the floor in this room?"How did you get that?" I asked, the perplexed look on my face betraying my confusion.She scoffed, shooting me a deadly stare that set my entire body aflame. "You still have the nerve to ask that? Isn't it your handwriting on it? You're just so pathetic," Evelyn spat, and I winced."Just get out of here this minute!" Celine barked, and my heart sank even more. Her pained expression and the tears on her cheeks tugged at something inside me. I tried to reach for her, but Evelyn slapped my hand away, rolling her eyes derisively."Never try that again," she snapped. Celine said nothing, her head buried in her hands, her face a picture of intense disdain.I crouched low, dropping to my knees. "Please, I'm so sorry for whatever you saw in
ExposedCeline's POV“Get the things ready and well arranged in the car while I quickly change into something perfect,” I instructed the new driver who had just started working.“Alright, ma,” he responded, turning to leave as I headed towards the staircase.“Ahh, girl, I’m so happy for you!” Evelyn chimed in from the door, hobbling towards me with a smile plastered all over her face.“Please calm down. You know you don’t need to walk fast in your condition. Slow and steady,” I teased, and she scoffed.“So, I shouldn’t walk fast anymore? Where is it written?” she snapped.“In your antenatal instructions, of course.”“No, you could have just called me a little child that should crawl instead.” She finally reached me.“You aren’t dressed yet.”“Yeah, but I’m going upstairs to get dressed now. Aren’t you coming over to help me with buttoning up?” I asked.“You should have just taken me along with you. It’s obvious you were actually waiting for me, pretending not to care,” she teased, com
AcceptedHarry's POVI could feel her breath heavily against mine as I deepened the kiss, my tongue savoring every drop of sweetness from her lips. I only pulled away when I realized she was out of breath.My gaze fixed on her intensely; I could see the fire and sparks buried within her eyes. I wasn't going to let go. I had long desired this moment, but somehow, I was denied it by the circumstances that followed thereafter.I kissed her again, enjoying every moment as she groaned, feeling the tingling sensation in her body. Her hands strayed to my back, her fingers digging deep through my shirt. I kissed her even more, lifting her to sit on the table while keeping our lips locked. My hands moved through her long, flowing gown, sliding up from her knees to her thighs. Her groans intensified, stirring my desire to continue. I could feel myself getting hard, not wanting to stop anytime soon.Just then, a bit of sanity struck me, hitting me hard enough to reset my senses. I stopped in my
Tingling SensationCan't believe he said those words. Wasn't he supposed be glad if I gave him a second chance in our lives. Or was he just putting on an act to get at me?“Why did you say that?” Evelyn asked, her eyes widened in shock as well. I silently thanked her in my heart for speaking up.“Because it's not the right time for that. Besides, my top priority is to ensure she's in perfect condition and not the other way around.”“Alright, if you say so,” Evelyn exclaimed.“But Dad, I can't wait for us to be one happy family again. Besides, Mum isn’t complaining about it, is she?” He turned to ask me, and I froze in place.“Mum!”“Yes, cutie, not really,” I replied, and he grinned.“You see, Mum isn’t complaining.”“Can we drop this issue for now? There are many other things to deal with right now.”“See, there is,” I replied, feeling utterly relieved at that moment. I wasn’t going to face any tough questions, even though I knew Henry had many to ask.*****Two months laterI steppe
ConsciousCeline's POVThe darkness that enveloped me was more than I could bear. I could hear voices around me, but I couldn’t move or blink. The more I tried, the more I failed.Why can't I open my eyes? Why can't I move? Everything was in total darkness as I struggled to break free, fighting with every ounce of strength I had.I could hear his voice, his tiny, tender voice speaking to me. It seemed like he was crying. Why would he be in tears? Who hurt my precious jewel? Whoever it was, they had no idea what I would do to them. I struggled even more, and this time, my finger moved. That was just the beginning in the loom of darkness.I couldn't utter a word, even when I tried and struggled to yell out. It felt like the cage around me was so intense that it held every part of me firmly. Just then, my finger moved again. The voice intensified, and before I knew it, someone touched me.I could sense his touch; it soothed my longing heart. I tried to move my fingers again, and this tim
Mum!"Doctor, how is she now?" I asked the doctor who walked past me. My hands gripped his coat firmly. He shook his head, still without a response, glaring at me before gently pulling my hands off and continuing in his direction.My heart sank even further. Goosebumps formed on my skin, yet I felt a surge of hope for some inexplicable reason. The situation showed no sign of hope, but strangely, something stirred within me. I shoved that strange feeling aside, but the unease grew even more. Turning toward the doorway, I asked almost every nurse and doctor that walked by."Can someone tell me what the heck is going on with her?" I screamed in frustration. A lone tear rolled down the corner of my eye as I watched the nurses and doctors pass by without a reply, only the grim and serious expressions they all wore.A tap on my shoulder. "Boss, I think you should calm down. Everything will turn out fine," Louis's concerned voice asserted, clutching his other hand to mine."What's going on h