Jack's POVHer death took away a part of my being that couldn't be replaced by any other, leaving me broken and deranged. I felt like I had lost everything, and the only part of me still alive was torn into pieces. It's been three solid years, and still, I couldn't get her off my mind or gain control of myself.If only she had agreed to do my bidding, if only she had given our love that one chance and opportunity to grow, maybe by now, I wouldn't be this broken. But maybe she still would have been gone. It's been three long years, yet everything I had ever planned was just buried with her in my heart.I turned my gaze outside the car window as Sam drove me to the meeting spot. My eyes wandered around, lost in my thoughts, as I watched the bustling city of Italy, absent-minded to the cars and rushing passersby. The traffic light turned red, and Sam pressed the brakes, narrowing his eyes at me through the rearview mirror. I could sense his thoughts without even looking directly at him.
Who was that?Celine’s povIt was already thirty minutes past the normal close of school. I knew too well not to keep Henry waiting, so I briefly closed the files and adjourned all unresolved issues to the next working day. I needed to go pick up my child. Over time, I had developed a routine of dropping him off and picking him up from school myself. I could easily hire the services of countless staff if I chose to, but I wouldn’t leave my son in the care of another when I was around and in good health.Henry was worth more to me than anything I had ever acquired, and so he was always my top priority. I hired a nanny and a cook just to please Evelyn, but their duties were strictly limited to my orders.“What’s going on there?” I asked Levi, who was also stunned by the crowd of people gathered in the middle of the road just after the traffic light. It was a wrong place for such a crowd, unless something bad had happened. I felt the urge to instruct Levi to drive around the crowd and he
Her PlansI mean, how was I to come up with the story that his father was alive and living in New York? A city I hated because it carried nostalgic feelings and scars. Moreover, I wouldn’t start telling him how his father treated me and the resentment I harbored towards him. That would only be catastrophic for his tender heart, and I won’t let that happen.My heart never stopped pounding, thousands of thoughts clouding my reasoning. I wasn’t ready to drag my son into this fight. He was out of it and should remain so. However, I can’t deny the fact that he is still his blood. Harry was still his father. Crouching to meet his level, I planted a loving kiss on his forehead.“Cutie, your dad is somewhere very far away from this earth, but he loves you very much,” I said, a slight grin on my face.I never knew how those words were composed so quickly, but deep down, I was pricked for lying to him. He was far too tender to absorb the truth that his father didn’t care about him or value his
Her return“Mum, who were you yelling at? Did Auntie Evelyn wrong you?” His calm voice pulled me out of my thoughts, and I almost had a heart attack. I quickly turned to him, a grin on my face. “No, cutie, I wasn’t shouting at Auntie. We were just discussing something important,” I assured him.“Is that my little pumpkin over there? Please come over, Auntie wants to see you.”Henry chuckled as he went to pick up the iPad I had dropped on the bed, a smile spreading across his face as he greeted her.“Hello, Auntie, I’m glad you called. Mummy said something cool about my dad,” he smiled, tilting his head towards me, as if seeking my approval.I giggled back at him, his dimples on full display as he smiled, then tilted his head back to Evelyn, who was patiently waiting in anticipation for what he had to say.“Mum said Uncle Levi could be my dad. Isn’t that cool?”“Of course, little pumpkin! Do you like the idea?”“Yes, Auntie! Uncle Levi is such a handsome man and would be perfect for
Harry’s POV“Leave me alone! I don't ever want to see you again in my entire life. You're nothing but an asshole,” she snapped, rolling her eyes at me derisively. Never in my life have I felt this broken as I marched up to her, my eyes darkened with pain and regret.“I’m sorry, I sincerely apologise for the pains I’ve caused you all these years. Can’t you just forgive me?” I begged, tears forming at the corners of my eyes. I haven’t been in such a tight situation for a long time, and I didn’t even know how I felt. All I needed was her forgiveness. Grasping her arms, I crouched low, my knees hitting the floor.“What exactly do you want me to forgive? Where do I even begin to count?” Her tone dripped with intense pain, and I could feel how betrayed she was, which only made me long for her forgiveness even more. I wasn’t giving up on her, my heart shredding into pieces.“I’m sorry. I’m sorry a million times and still counting,” I said, my knees still on the floor, my heart in pain. Letti
What?“I mean, how could you, Mum? How could you hide something as delicate and derogatory as this from me, after all these years?” I yelled, my frustration piqued, trying so hard to remain poised. Glaring at the scenario, which was tearing my heart apart, was enough to drive me insane.The throbbing sensation in my head wouldn’t let me breathe for a single second, never giving me a moment's rest. It pounded like marathon runners’ feet. The next thing I remember was crashing onto the sofa behind me, my vision slightly blurry. Having been locked up for three days without food or water, except for some drinks, it was finally taking its toll on me.“Son, can you please calm down and tell me exactly what the issue is? I’m just stuck in between. I have no clue where you’re going with this,” she exclaimed, her voice masked in uncertainty.How could she not know what I was talking about? She should know, right? Or was she pretending? Could she truly be unaware of what I was saying? That’s im
UncertaintyJack's POV“How could he think of hurting them?” I snapped, almost yelling, my tone quivering as Sam delivered the news. I couldn't believe it had taken this long for him to uncover the truth, and the fact that Lily thought she could play the game better than me never ceased to amaze me, but I chose to remain poised. Getting over Emma and staying away for such a long time only gave her the guts and wings to fly.“Prepare the flight; we are going back to New York right away,” I instructed Sam, his expression overwhelmed, a glimmer of hope and excitement spreading across his face. I could sense his excitement; it was readable, like an open book. We were going back to base, and he wouldn’t need to suffer the torment caused by my lonely heart anymore.“Don’t get too excited yet,” I muttered, trying to dash his hopes, and my words hit their mark. His head lowered into the tablet he held, masking the sudden frown on his face.While sitting, I couldn’t bear a single moment of thi
That creeping feelingThe edges of my muscles tingled as she made her way into the private room. my heart couldn't stop longing for a touch, to taste what was beneath those tight cocktail slit that was just above her thigh, enough to reveal all that was there. This bitch really got me all turned on, I cursed in my subconsciousness, biting the inner part of my lips, my desire intensified, my cock hardened.This wasn’t the plan. I didn’t bring her into my chambers for this! How could I have been so shallow, even for a second, to think I could withstand the hot figure beneath the dress? My thoughts broadened, but deep down, I kept cursing myself, continually throwing darts at my conscience, watching her approach seductively towards the luxurious bed situated near the left side of the window. The room was large, and with every step she took, my desire for her grew. She was really a trained slut and was just playing games with my heart and emotions. My gaze never left that curvy, seductiv
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