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
Uncertainty Harry's POV Why can't I figure out where this mixed feeling is seething from? A feeling of uncertainty—ridiculous. All my time in this group has led them through countless dealings, each proving productive with our prey either subjected or taken off the surface of the earth. Why, then, is there an exception in my heart about this particular mission? I paced back and forth in my office, deep in contemplation, wringing my hands and reaching for pointless admiration. My heart wandered like a wounded lion. My lips wobbled, and my gaze was fixed on the desk. I spotted a file unattended, flipping it open and scanning through its contents. My brows furrowed with every passing minute. “Why is this still on the desk when I distinctly recall telling Mag to take up the deal.” I thought. I couldn't hold back, my face contorted in fury. I reached for the telecom and dialed in a jiffy. "Come see me now." "Sir," her voice surged a few seconds later. I raised my brows and scow
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