Jack's povGetting her to do my bidding wasn’t far-fetched; I knew exactly which buttons to press at every moment to make her fall head over heels for me.The moment I saw her in the bar, her face looked familiar, but I couldn’t place where I had met such beauty before. It wasn’t until Sam leaned forward and whispered that she was Harry’s ex-wife that it clicked.I smirked victoriously. Having my rival’s ex-wife wouldn’t be a bad deal at all. My plans were smoothly falling into place. She was an innocent, gorgeously looking lady with an elegance that drew every man’s attention. Such beauty was wasted in Harry’s possession. That man sure has the nerve, thinking the world revolves around him. But no, it doesn’t. His little world is too small to withstand the pressure when it comes.Watching her walk away when I arrived at the bar wasn’t clear to me, but whatever the case, it would soon be revealed. I was undeterred in my revenge plan. Harry must dance to the fierce beat of the jungle wh
Harry's povIt was my make-out time with Lily, and I took her to the suite. I needed to make it up to her for being absent on her birthday. The same contract that had me tirelessly working day and night was the one I learned Jack and his boss, Williams Wood, were also interested in. It struck me to my core, leaving me devastated. I’ve worked in the sector for years and have never experienced such a scenario. How could Jack and his boss be interested in the same project?I knew Williams Wood, the dreaded boss, was not someone to be trifled with. He always got whatever he wanted, and this was no exception. He's the boss of a notorious mafia group, and no one dares to cross him—not even me. But I was deeply wounded. Never before had I had to go up against the boss himself, but this time, I needed a strategy to get him out of the way. I really needed that contract and would do whatever was within my power to secure it secretly.Sitting next to Lily, I tried to make it up to her. “I’m sorr
TruthCeline’s povWhy do I find it so hard to believe Jack? He said he knew Harry as a colleague at his workplace, but their expressions contradicted that statement. A colleague with such sentiments seemed far out of reach.Have I made a mistake accepting Jack? No, it can't be a mistake. Or maybe there was some mix-up, and I was just being overreactive and calculating. Pregnancy must surely have a way of clouding one's reasoning, I assured myself and headed to the bathroom to have a shower—it had been a long day.Ever since I accepted Jack barely a month ago, I stopped working at the bar, and he assured me he would take care of my bills, explaining that he wouldn't want his lady to work and that he had more than enough to care for me. I cherished his sincere concerns and love for me, and I was about to tell him about my pregnancy before Harry showed up at the suite.I entered the bathroom and turned the shower on. The cool drops on my body reminded me of the showers of love Jack had
Harry's POVThe drive home was hasty, and at intervals, I glanced at her, but she chose to lean against the door with her gaze focused on the surroundings.I entered the mansion swiftly with Lily following suit, almost dragging her legs sluggishly. My heart was racing, and I felt a pang of betrayal in the atmosphere. I knew Jack could do anything to get back at me, and he wouldn't have given that expression back at the bar if there weren't more to it.“Start explaining,” I abruptly demanded, my expression and tone quivering with intense fury.“What do you mean?” she replied, almost stuttering. I could sense her tension and knew my suspicions were becoming true. My heart grew heavier, and the urge to unleash my wrath surged, but I subconsciously restrained myself. I knew I needed to clear my doubts before jumping to undeterred conclusions.“Tell me all you know about Jack, the billionaire at the bar.” I waited for a while, but no answers were forthcoming. My heart suddenly quickened at
Jack's POVDelighted at the success of Plan One, I smirked victoriously, tilting the tip of the glass. I gulped down all its contents in satisfaction. My plans were clearly unfolding, and by the time I'm done with Harry, he will wish he had relocated to another city and left this one to me. This is my territory, and I am in charge. An illegitimate child like him cannot just surface andout of nowhere and rub shoulders with me. By the time I unleash my wrath, his local mafia group won't be able to save or contain him. He forgets too quickly who he’s dealing with. I patted my chest in satisfaction, calculating the turn of events, and everything seemed perfectly laid out. “The soon-to-be overall boss,” I muttered.A frown suddenly creased my face when the thought of Celine crossed my mind. Her mood was impassive when she left the suite. I couldn't wrap my hands around the intent of her heart, but I was glad I had been able to slip in some sweet words of love before she left. I would do an
AwakeCeline's povA shimmer of light passed through the room, and I slowly opened my eyes. The scent of disinfectant and medication filled the air, making me feel nauseous. As I scanned the room, realization struck me I was in a hospital. The sterile white sheets and the stand next to me confirmed it."Ahh," I groaned, my head throbbing and my body feeling weak. I couldn't recall how I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was sobbing in my room, and then... nothing. Darkness. So, how did I end up here? I groaned, pressing my slender fingers against my head as sharp pain spread through it.Still lost in thought, I suddenly noticed Evelyn entering the room. I let out a sigh of relief and watched as she approached, her gaze filled with concern."You're awake!" she exclaimed, then sat beside the bed, her mood heavy with worry."What happened? How did I end up here?" I asked, but then a surge of fear washed over me, and I quickly added, "How's my baby? Is he alright?" My hands dropp
Shocking revelation Celine's pov I swiftly got out of bed in an attempt to charge and power on the phone. I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt; I knew I needed to read the text to satisfy my curiosity and ease my wondering heart. It turned on moments later, and I quickly swiped it open to reveal its content. “Hooked up in activities, will relate to you soon.” “Just that” I snapped. Those lines were too curt and devoid of emotion, which only left me deep in thought. “He could be tense with work-related issues,” I whispered to myself, giving excuses for him. The night seemed longer than usual. I tossed on the bed, tightening my grip on the bed cover, shoving the pillow back and forth in frustration. Soon, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up the next morning with my head throbbing, and a wave of nausea surged through me. “This illness,” I cursed. It's been like this since I became pregnant; the morning nausea was something my body had grown used to by now, and it lingered
INTERVIEW “What is the issue, Celine? Why was your voice in disarray?” Evelyn's concerned voice surged. “I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt, so I had to skip work just to come over.” Her gaze narrowed at my broken body.I held her wrist and sobbed even more. “How could life be this cruel to me? Why am I always the tool? Why do they always break my heart, leaving it in shambles after planting love in it?” I yelled in frustration, gripping her hand tightly.“Calm down, Celine, whatever the case may be,” she expressed, tapping my shoulders and tucking my hair behind my ears. She lifted her hands toward my face, cupping it. “Celine, calm down,” she repeated, her gaze locked on mine.She leaned forward into an embrace, tapping my back with one hand and stroking my hair with the other.I managed to calm down after moments of outburst and hurt. Evelyn helped me off the floor, and I sat on the bed. She scanned my expression in bewilderment; I could sense the worry in her heart.“Can you