Marco’s POV"She wasn’t behaving?" The words hit me like déjà vu—wasn’t that exactly how I used to describe Harper? Now, thinking back, it feels shallow and ridiculous."So, you took her to get hypnotized? Wiped all her memories so she could be your brainless Barbie doll?""I didn’t do anything you hadn’t already done."Joseph threw a punch. I dodged and elbowed him in the gut, sending him sprawling to the ground in a second.His pride refused to let him give up. He pulled a knife from behind and lunged at my face. I blocked it, but not without my arm getting slashed. Tearing off the bottom of my shirt, I wrapped it around my arm and got up, twisting his arm back and pinning him with my knee.Joseph lay there, panting, still struggling. I couldn’t help but punch him in the face.“D.amn it.”I rubbed my bruised jaw, unsure how to deal with the mess. Just the thought of Harper seeing me like this made me hate Joseph even more for the trouble he caused today.Whatever.I barged into the
Harper's POVThe car ride felt like it took forever, but we finally arrived at a place I knew. David and a familiar woman were waiting for me."Come inside," Elena said as she led me into a warehouse."What’s going on?""I’ll explain," Elena seemed eager to jump in, but David motioned for her to calm down before turning to me."Joseph came to us first. He told us about the group that kidnapped you last time, and then he made a deal with Marco. So, your return from France was part of their plan, but Marco didn’t know about Joseph’s engagement. Things got complicated later when Joseph’s mother found out. Marco and I initially thought Joseph had leaked the information. After Joseph met with Marco, they found out that the Moretti family had been secretly working with that same kidnapping group. Actually, most of the powerful families in the world are connected to them in some way. Breaking off the Van family engagement was a huge blow to their power in France. And all the drama between yo
Harper’s POV“Of course it hurts.” My hand had become inseparable from this box over the past few days.I had no privacy anymore, not even when sleeping or using the bathroom. The inconvenience was one thing, but the constant threat hanging over my head made everything unbearable.“Any news from Marco?”There were lots of people here I didn’t know, except for David and Elena, who I could at least trust. But lately, every time I mentioned Marco, they always avoided the topic.“He’s working on a solution.”That same line again. It made me want to scream. “You might as well just let me die at this point.”“Can you stop being so dramatic?” Elena snapped back, her frustration bringing me back to my senses.“Sorry.”She moved her lips, like she wanted to say more, but she just sat next to me and gently stroked my hair.“I shouldn’t have yelled at you. You’ve been through enough. Just hang in there, okay?”Hang in there.A cool breeze hit me in my sleep. Lately, I hadn’t been sleeping well,
Harper’s POV“What’s your condition?” Marco asked, and I could tell right away it wasn’t going to be something we could agree with.Sure enough, my stepfather gave a small smile and wrapped his arm around my mother’s waist. “My condition is that you return to the Moretti family, give up your plan. You reunite interest groups around the world, turn our business into a part of their interests and marry the person I’ve chosen for you.”He wasn’t in a rush. In fact, he even found a comfortable spot to sit, making it clear that he was giving us time to think it over."I know what you're doing. You think you can break the web of interests that politicians, big money and the Mafia have interwoven for so many years? If you let go now, you're still vested, or you'll lose everything, including Harper."What worried me most, though, was that Marco actually hesitated.“Marco!” I called out to him, trying to pull him back to his senses.He snapped out of it, but I still felt uneasy. I knew what th
David’s POVHarper's mother clutched her husband’s collar, her eyes locking onto mine, but I felt a strange sense of detachment.“You saw it yourself, didn’t you? She was killed by the bomb.”Harper’s mother let out a heart-wrenching cry. “Look! I should never have listened to you! Your business and your ambition killed my daughter!”Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted again.What a mess.Shaking my head, I waved my hand, and a group of people came over to attend to them. Most of the crime families had already been weakened by our actions, and the Moretti family was now isolated and defenseless. The battle was almost over.But there was one more thing left. I glanced into the distance, wondering if Harper was still breathing.If Harper died, Marco’s life would lose its meaning. And even if we won, it would be overshadowed by tragedy.……Three years later.At an Italian hospital.“Has that man come to visit yet?”“Who knows? That woman’s been here for three years. Who knows if he eve
Harper’s POV“Ah!”A maid burst into the room, muttering something I couldn’t understand, and when she saw me, her expression was like she had seen a ghost.“Hey, wait...” I tried to stop her to ask what was going on, but she ran out of the room so fast I didn’t have a chance.“Madam is awake!”In the hallway downstairs, the woman who had just seen me was running frantically, her dress swishing as she made her way to the butler.“What did you say?”Everyone she passed stopped and turned to look at her in shock.“Elisa must have gone mad, right?”“Did she really say the madam is awake?”“No way, right?”“Is no one going to check?”“Why don’t you go up?”“Not me, I don’t dare.”A buzz of chatter filled the hallway as the servants speculated. The butler, hearing the commotion, peeked out, frowning. “What are you all doing?”Elisa, still catching her breath, grabbed the butler’s arm. “Sir, the madam is awake!”The butler froze for a second before letting out a confused chuckle. “Don’t jok
Harper's POV“Please wait in the room for a moment. I’ve cleared the second floor, so only Marco will be coming up. You’ll hear his footsteps as he approaches,” the butler said as he closed the door behind him.Marco's POVIt felt like a premonition from the heavens, and I was practically running, taking two steps at a time. But as soon as I reached the door, I hesitated, suddenly afraid to open it.“Are you in there?” I spoke softly, hoping for a sign, anything to confirm that what I’d been told wasn’t a dream. That this was real. But the room was silent. I stood stubbornly, hoping—no, believing—that if she was truly awake, she would open the door for me. I swear, in my entire life, I’d never felt like this. My heart felt like it was being suspended on a fragile thread, barely holding on. I prayed for a miracle.“Are you just going to stand there all day?”The sound of the doorknob turning came from the other side. Slowly, the door creaked open, and there she was, standing right in f
Harper's POVI couldn’t hold back a moan. The teasing, the way he was toying with me, it was unbearable, leaving me in a state of wanting more. My eyes darted down to his cr.otch—his di.ck was already a massive bulge under his pants.But he seemed unfazed, continuing to torment me.I decided to take matters into my own hands—literally. My foot found its way to his cr.otch, pressing against him. He hadn’t expected that and sucked in a sharp breath.“Harper, stop,” he warned.“I won’t.”Finally, I had found a way to mess with him, and I wasn’t going to stop. I flexed my toes lightly, feeling his c.ock twitch beneath my foot. The heat from him was almost too much, even through the fabric of his pants.I didn’t notice the dangerous glint in his eyes as I kept pushing, determined to keep teasing him.Suddenly, he leaned down and took one of my already sensitive n.ipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue over it. I glanced down, seeing the top of his head as he worked, and a wave of heat
"I don't know.""You don't know? Then how did you have a baby?"In Lydia's world, having a baby is something that requires two people to engage in. A man and a woman have s.ex, then the woman is conceived, and eventually gives birth to a baby. Only in mythology are there stories of young girls getting pregnant without having s.ex, which are usually miracles.So Gwen ......"Wait!" Gwen reached out and knocked Lydia on the head. She knew that Lydia, as a designer, had a rich imagination. "Don't fantasize too much. We live in the real world, not the supernatural world, OK? As a healthy adult woman, if I want to get pregnant, there are only two ways. Making love to a man or artificial insemination.""So Pearl is a Test Tube Baby?" Lydia had learned about IVF at a college orientation. While it's a technology that brings hope to many couples, it also puts women through a lot of pain. The size of the follicles is tested, ovulation is facilitated, eggs are retrieved with long syringes, and t
Countless questions filled Lydia's head.Gwen had never had a boyfriend since her parents died. She had to fight like a warrior woman every day against her uncle who tried to steal her property. As the first female CEO, many men approached Gwen with various intentions, but Gwen kept her head clear and never fell for men's rhetoric.Why is Gwen pregnant?Who is the father of the baby?Why did she choose to give birth to the baby alone in secret?There is no doubt that Gwen's disappearance was related to her pregnancy. She disappeared when she was pregnant, isolating all news related to her pregnancy, and only returned like a victorious queen when the baby was born.Gwen saw these doubts in Lydia's expression and she smiled faintly. "I'll explain to you slowly when I get back, it's complicated. Now can you please introduce these men?""Hello, beauty. Oh, if you don't mind me calling you that. I'm Cecil, the owner of Denve's Bar." Cecil held out a hand, didn't wait for Lydia to react bef
The two of them were so involved in making love that it seemed to meld their souls together and then break them up in half.Lydia was so tired that she closed her eyes and passed out. Vince also closed his eyes and enjoyed the afterglow of his o.rgasm, but he wasn't sleepy at all and his spirits were high.Vince held Lydia in his arms and kissed her. Reason told him that one lovemaking session was enough for her, but his body refused to let her go. He went along with the position of holding her from behind and thrust in, buried deep inside, moving tenderly and slowly. She woke up, half asleep in a thin, delicate hum. "Baby ......," Vince kissed her ear heavily, "come again ......, okay?"Lydia softly "mmm", with a strong nasal sound.Vince’s heart skipped a beat, his p.enis against her moving desperately, and finally in her long, soft cries to reach the climax ......The third time.Vince coaxed her to do it again, and how could Lydia refuse him? She slowly turned her face to kiss hi
Lydia almost jumped into the car that Vince had given her and shouted to the driver anxiously, "Please drive fast, I want to go back."When the driver saw Lydia's anxious look, he didn't delay anymore and drove in the direction of the hospital right away. But when she arrived at the hospital, Vince was not there."Vince went to inspect his property. Oh, that's a luxury hotel. Now that the mafia's leader has gone nowhere, those enemies have naturally retreated. As the CEO, Vince went to inspect the hotel to make sure everything was in order." Cecil answered Lydia while playing with his golden retriever on the hospital lawn, enjoying his last vacation in Europe.When he goes back home, what awaits him is a fiancée and a marriage that gives him a headache. Although Cecil hadn't thought of a way to cope with this, he decided to ditch these worries for now and enjoy the French sunshine."The driver knows the address of the hotel, so you can take a car and go straight there. Please remember
Over the next few days, Lydia moved to the lounge to sleep at night because she was worried about the wounds on Vince's body, but she found herself waking up in Vince's arms every morning.Apparently, Vince carried a sleeping Lydia to his bed every night, like a child obsessed with some kind of game. Lydia tried to protest, but Vince always said in a supplicating and sad tone, "I just want to hold you to sleep, or I'll lose sleep in the hospital. I won't do anything else, just hold you, okay?"Vince really didn't do anything excessive in bed, and Lydia felt a little impersonal if she had refused him. Besides, Vince is a sick man, and Lydia has always had an intolerance for him.Well, Vince is not really just holding Lydia.Every time Lydia woke up in the middle of the night or in the morning, Vince's hands were on her breasts.Vince's hands were so big that he could cover her breast with one hand and then rubbed it in her sleep, intentionally or unintentionally.Lydia took it as an un
Lydia did not sleep comfortably. In her dream, she felt that she was being watched by eyes all the time.Whether she was walking, eating or bathing, there was a pair of eyes watching her all the time, making her feel a hint of shame. Especially when she was taking a shower, those eyes were like big hands, their gaze caressing her body to the last detail, not sparing a single skin.Lydia couldn't keep her eyes open. In her dreams, she was naked, lying on the bed, feeling the gaze of those eyes. Slowly, a man came to the bed, hugged her from behind, and then caressed her while kissing her.This feeling ......Lydia squirmed restlessly, unable to tell if she was enjoying it or resisting it, as the man's body behind her grew hotter and hotter, and she knew what would happen next ......The clips of her lovemaking with Vince kept flashing into her mind: Vince's hot breath, the p.ennis stained with her bodily fluids, the shameful lovemaking positions, the shivering p.ussy, the ambiguous moa
The smell of alcohol from the hospital, the faint scent of jasmine in the room, mixed with Vince's hot breath and Lydia's scent, everything became misty.Vince's throat twitched, and he licked his lips, which were dry from the heat, and then kissed the lips of Lydia, whom he had been longing for.Lydia squirmed at first out of unease, and slowly, as Vince kissed her deeper and deeper, her breathing became unsteady, even whimpering like a cat.The two of them kissed passionately, and Lydia put both hands on Vince's shoulders, lying softly on the bed, close to him.Vince pushed her away slightly, leaving a palm's length, and quickly stripped her of her clothes.Vince reached out and pressed the curtain button. The curtains blocked out the light, and the room was dark, with only a few small lights emitting a dim, ambiguous glow. The "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door was lit up. No one would break in, and it was their time.Vince came out of the indulgent kiss in a ragged breath, looking
Lydia's eyes moistened as she recalled the events of the past on campus.God still favored her by allowing her to meet Vince again instead of letting her marry those hypocritical and lustful rich men.Although Vince is now a bit changed, tainted with some billionaire habits, such as arrogance and dominance, but his feelings for Lydia have not changed, nor has he become the kind of womanizer who indulges in one-night stands.More importantly, Lydia has always had feelings for him as well.Never mind, as long as they can live happily together, even if their second encounter is somewhat unhappy, so what?Lydia doesn't even care about that right now, she just prays that Vince will wake up.She took Vince's hand and put his hand on her face."Vince, you're a bad man. You said you'd be safe, and you broke your word.""Vince, you need to stop sleeping. I'll forgive you for what you did before if you wake up now.""If you wake up, I promise you. I will be your girlfriend, get married to you,
With Vince's handsome appearance and intelligence, even though he hid his family background, he was a hit on campus and was often courted by girls.He never wanted to fall in love because he thought women were a pain in the ass. And his mother was too strong a person, and he had a long way to go to pass the test to inherit the family fortune. During his college years, Vince was so full of how to become a stronger man that he didn't think about falling in love.Falling in love is a very troublesome thing, like a chewing gum which is being stuck on clothes. You remember what it tastes like, but it becomes a piece of junk that sticks to you.Vince is a cool guy. How can he be trapped by such a ridiculous thing?He didn't think that he would fall for this damn couple's activity. What pisses him off even more is that he was rejected!Vince, the heir of a famous American luxury hotel, a handsome man who was in the top 10 of the nation's golden bachelors at the age of 18, was rejected by a w