Gina's POVThe next morning was on a Saturday, I stretched lazily on the bed. The clock on my bedside table read 8:40 am. Today was a Saturday, so obviously, I'm not going to work.My cheeks went red immediately. I recalled the activities of last night. Alex knows how to make use of his hands, I must say. But then, he got me so upset that I was fuming when I came inside my room last night.I forgive him now. I'm not even meant to be upset because he was only trying to be a gentleman. He didn't want to take me in without my proper permission.I'll have to thank him for this later because if I had fucked him last night, I might be regretting it this morning. Judging from the fact that I don't know if he loves me yet.Do I even love him? Am I beginning to love him or am I just loving how he makes me feel?Meanwhile his gifts were just so beautiful. I love the red color of my new beddings and my night wear. There was a soft knock on my door, just as I removed my gown. I was about to rea
Gina's POVI had a quick bath and in less than two hours, Lana helped me to get dressed. I wore a big flowery gown with cowboy hat and took my sunglasses too.By the time I finished, Alex was already waiting for me at the sitting room.“I know I didn't take much of your time. I tried to be very fast.” I chirped.“Is this what you call fast? You took up to two hours” he said, brushing imaginary lint away from my gown.“Well, I'm a lady. A lady is never late, note that.” I smirked.“Noted, Ma'am. You look stunning by the way. In as much as you're dressed casually. I feel like I'm overdressed.” “No. You're good. Let's go to the hospital.” I remarked.“Do you have other plans for today?” He asked as we were heading to the garage.“Not yet. I plan to rest as much as I can. It all depends on whenever we return from the hospital.” I said.“Which car should we use today, Baby?” We were standing at the entrance to the garage.“Let's just go with the Bugatti. It doesn't really matter, right? I
Gina's POVAlex turned to start at me in surprise, the two men stared at each other in disbelief.“Babe, please be calm. These men are not…” Alex pleaded, grabbing my wrist.“I'll handle this.” I reassured.“How much is the said amount? I enquired?“Five Thousand dollars,” Patrick said.“Just five thousand dollars? You dare to embarrass my husband because of such paltry sum?” They were obviously shocked, both from my tone and my actions.“Lana!” Lana came running inside immediately.“Yes ma'am.”“Get my cheque book.” I ordered.In few seconds, she brought it with my ball pen.I scribbled the amount into the piece of paper, tore it out and threw at them.“This is a check of five thousand dollars. Now get out before I do something harsh!” I commanded.“Thank you Ma'am.” They were about to leave when I called them back.“Hold on! Lana, go and call Bruno.” I instructed Lana.When Bruno arrived, he first looked at the men, then at me.“ I don't even want to see these men in my house, anywh
Gina's POV“Alexander! This…I didn't see it coming.” I mused.“You've not seen the best yet. Come with me.” He held out his palm and I joined it with mine.I went into the elevator, a mischievous smile on Alex's lips. Who knows what he is up to now?As we stepped out of the elevator, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. But as the doors slid open, revealing a stunning penthouse apartment, I gasped in wonder.The first thing that caught my eye was the breathtaking view of the lake. The penthouse was situated on the top floor of a sleek, modern building, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offered a clear view of the sparkling water. As I turned to Alex, I saw that he was watching me with a pleased smile on his face. "Surprise," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners.I smiled back at him, feeling grateful for the thoughtful gesture. "It's beautiful," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.The penthouse was decorated in a modern style, with shiny hardwoo
Alex's POVOn Sunday morning, 7:28 am.I woke up to my phone ringtone, it was my friend, Jude. I rose from the bed, pieces of clothing from last night's adventure strewn on the floor. Gina was still sleeping peacefully and I wouldn't want to wake her.“Hey man, what's up?”“You're still asleep? By this time? That's surprising.”“It's surprising for me too. I can't remember the last time I slept so well.” I mumbled, scratching my hair.“It seems you had a good time last night…” Jude teased.“Why did you call? I'm not ready for you this morning.” I said, diverting the conversation he was trying to bring up.“You'll give me the full details soon. I wanted to remind you about the party this evening.” he announced.“Of course, I won't forget it. I can't miss your house warming party for anything. Gina and I will be there by 8pm.” “Alright then. It'll be my honor to meet your wife in person.” He said with a snicker.“What's funny about that?” “I'm laughing because you're blushing. You're
Alex's POV8pm that nightWhen I pulled up at Jude's new house, the mansion was in a totally different shape.The whole place was buzzing with people of different calibre. I and Gina walked in hand-in-hand and I located Jude immediately.He was at a round table with Toby, Dave and Collins. “The married man is here!” Collins exclaimed.“Welcome to my new home.” Jude said, spreading his arms.“Guys, meet my wife, Gina. Sweetheart, meet my friends. This is Jude, Toby, Dave and Collins.” I said by way of introduction.“Nice to meet you all. Sir Jude, your home is beautiful and welcoming. Thank you for having us.” She said, flashing a very bright smile.“Babe, I'll go and get a drink for myself. Have fun with your friends.” She whispered and winked at me before turning to leave. I pecked her lips softly before she left. When I turned back to my friends they were all laughing.“I can someone is in love. How beautiful.” Toby said.“It's obvious that our plan worked. Look how you were stari
Alex's POV“Stay away from me, my company and my wife.” I threatened.“Speaking of which, where is she? That golddigger?” Toni said, batting her eyelashes in a frantic search for Gina.I surged towards Toni, grabbed her jaw forcefully and pressed my fingers into her face.“Don't ever insult my wife or call her names.” She gave me a death stare, and I must confess that I've never seen Toni looking so serious.“You’re standing up to her now, right? You're defending her. You even want to injure me because of her. Why? Someone that just walked into your life few weeks ago.” She shouted, her shrill voice echoing on the walls of the room.“She brought me peace! She is my peace of mind. She makes me happy and when I'm with her, I'm worry almost about nothing. But you cause me nothing else but trouble. Stay away from me, Toni.” I warned.Four hefty men, clad in black suits and ties walked into the room and grabbed Toni. “Ma'am, you're not needed here any longer. Please leave.” One of them sa
Gina's POVThroughout last night, I tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep. I couldn't get the thoughts of the night's event from my head.When would Alex start being straightforward? He said he called things off with Toni, then why? Why would she be looking for him at his friends’ party? For her to be there, means that she was even invited.I wanted to storm into his room and ask him for explanations but I had to hold myself because my head was aching badly. Besides, what is the use?He won't change anyways. He obviously can't let go of her. It's all my fault for falling in love yet again with a cheat and a liar.It hurt so much that I wept bitterly. It felt as though my life was destined to be this way. Tonight's event, reopened fresh wounds and left me bleeding.It appears that the best thing for me to do is to avoid him completely for the mean time.I slept off, with tears in my eyes and sorrow in my heart.Next morning, when I woke up, my eyes were swollen with dark circle
Gina's POV I couldn’t stop hugging Alex. Over and over again, I threw my arms around his neck, pressing myself against him as if I could somehow merge our souls together. My heart swelled with so much love and happiness that I thought I might burst. “I can’t believe this,” I whispered against his chest, inhaling his scent—warm, musky, and familiar. “I just… I never thought we’d get here.” Alex pulled back slightly, his hands cupping my face. His thumb traced the corner of my lips, and his deep blue eyes shimmered with affection. “Believe it, Gina. Because from now on, we’re together—*truly* together.” A fresh wave of emotion washed over me, but before I could say anything, Alex suddenly grinned. “We need to celebrate.” I raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t we already?” He chuckled, stepping away to retrieve a sleek black case from a nearby table. When he turned back around, he held up a bottle of champagne, its golden liquid glistening under the soft candlelight. I gasped. “You
Gina's POV The drive to the estate was nothing short of magical. With the countryside stretching out before us, golden fields bathed in sunlight and rolling hills fading into the horizon, I felt a sense of peace I hadn’t experienced in a long time. Alex had one hand on the wheel, his other hand reaching over to gently intertwine his fingers with mine. Every so often, he would glance at me, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he cracked one joke after another. I couldn’t stop laughing. “Okay, okay, stop! My cheeks are hurting,” I giggled, swatting at his arm playfully. “You love my jokes,” he smirked. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t deny it. He had a way of making me laugh so effortlessly, even when I least expected it. As the radio played a soft tune, Alex suddenly turned up the volume and grinned at me. “Come on, let’s sing!” I raised an eyebrow. “You *know* I can’t sing.” “That’s the fun part!” he teased. And just like that, we both burst into song, completely out o
Gina's POV The next afternoon, as I sat in the living room, sipping tea and flipping through a book, Alex walked in with a mischievous smile. "We’re leaving tomorrow," he announced. I raised a brow, setting my book aside. "Leaving? Where to?" "The estate," he said, walking over to sit beside me. He took my hand in his, gently rubbing circles against my palm. "I figured we could spend some time there alone, just the two of us. Consider it a romantic getaway." A rush of excitement flooded through me. I hadn’t even stepped foot in my grandfather’s estate yet, and now, Alex wanted to take me there for a whole week? "A vacation?" I beamed. He nodded. "Just you and me." I nearly squealed, throwing my arms around him. "That sounds amazing!" His deep chuckle vibrated against my chest as he hugged me back. As soon as I pulled away, I called for Lana. "We have to start packing!" ### **Packing for the Trip** Lana followed me upstairs, and as soon as we reached my room, I s
Gina's POV Ever since I returned from the hospital, Alex had been treating me like a delicate piece of glass. He barely let me lift a finger, always making sure I had everything I needed before I could even ask. At first, I appreciated his attentiveness, but after a while, it started to feel overwhelming. "Alex, I can do it myself," I protested one morning when he tried to help me put on my slippers. He ignored my complaint, slipping them onto my feet with ease. "You’re pregnant, Gina. You shouldn’t have to worry about anything." I rolled my eyes. "I’m not an invalid. I can still function, you know." He smirked but didn’t argue, simply brushing a kiss against my forehead before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. This had been my life for the past few weeks—Alex doting on me as if I were royalty. I won’t lie; it felt good to be cared for, to be loved in a way I had never truly experienced before. But at the same time, it terrified me. Was he doing this because he
Gina's POV The air inside the car felt heavy as Alex and I rode home from the hospital. My hands rested gently over my stomach, still trying to grasp the reality of the life growing inside me. I should have been happy. This was supposed to be a moment of joy, of hope. Yet, deep inside, I felt something else—something dark, uncertain. The doctor had given me strict instructions—what to eat, what to avoid, when to come in for checkups. She had been reassuring, telling me that everything looked fine, that I was healthy. But none of it eased the fear that gnawed at my chest. Alex glanced at me as he drove. “You’ve been quiet,” he noted softly. I forced a small smile. “Just tired.” He reached for my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “We’ll get through this together.” I nodded but said nothing. When we arrived home, Lana was already waiting for us. Her eyes lit up with excitement as she rushed toward me. “Oh my God, Gina! I just heard!” she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. “
Gina's POV As Alex and I stepped out of the courthouse, the blinding flashes of cameras assaulted my eyes. The air buzzed with urgency as reporters pushed microphones in our faces, bombarding us with an endless stream of questions. “Miss Saxton, how do you feel about the verdict?” “Do you think justice was truly served today?” “What are your plans for Julian’s company now that it’s been shut down?” "How do you feel about your family members being imprisoned?""What was your reaction when you found out that your sister was with your husband?"Their voices blurred together, a chaotic mixture of curiosity, speculation, and sensationalism. I kept my face expressionless, my lips pressed into a firm line as I walked forward. I had no interest in feeding the media frenzy. Alex, ever the protective force beside me, placed a firm hand on my lower back, guiding me through the throng of reporters. He shot a glare at one particularly aggressive journalist who tried to block our path.
Gina's POV Today was the day. I had waited for this moment for so long that it almost felt surreal. As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind replayed everything that had led up to this. The betrayals, the suffering, the fight for justice—it all came down to this one day. But before I could dwell too much on it, a wave of nausea hit me suddenly and violently. My stomach churned, and I barely had time to rush to the bathroom before I was kneeling over the toilet, vomiting. I gripped the sink afterward, breathing heavily as I wiped my mouth. What was that? I wasn’t sick. I wasn’t even nervous, not really. So why did my body react like this? A soft knock on the bathroom door made me turn. Lana, my personal assistant, peeked in, her face etched with concern. “Gina? Are you okay?” she asked, stepping closer. I forced a small smile. “I’m fine. Probably just the stress.” Lana didn’t look convinced, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she helped me freshen up befor
Gina's POV #Gina's Triumph The night was ours. After months of battles, betrayals, and carefully orchestrated revenge, Alex and I finally had the victory we deserved. As we drove home, the cool night breeze drifted through the car windows, carrying with it the scent of the city—fresh rain on asphalt, the distant aroma of food vendors closing shop, and the faint trace of the ocean in the distance. I let my head rest against the window, a slow smirk playing on my lips as I replayed the look of horror on Julian, Lily, Monica, and Antoinette’s faces when the police took them away. Justice. Finally. Alex reached over and placed a hand on my thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You did it, Gina,” he murmured. “You got your revenge.” I turned to face him, my heart swelling with gratitude. “*We* did it.” He chuckled. “Damn right we did. Now let’s celebrate.” Stopping by a liquor store, we grabbed several bottles of expensive wine and whiskey. Tonight wasn’t about drinking in
Gina's POV The time was almost 10pm. I had closed from work and now, I have one thing left before I can retire for the day. Yeah, call me wicked, but I love having my revengeAfterall, everyone gets what they deserve.The evening air was thick with the promise of a storm, but I felt nothing but satisfaction as I pulled up in front of the police station. The street lights flickered above, casting elongated shadows as I stepped out of my car and walked toward the entrance. My heels clicked against the pavement, the sound sharp and unwavering—just like my resolve. Inside, the station bustled with activity. Officers moved from desk to desk, filing reports, answering calls, and booking criminals. The scent of stale coffee and ink filled the air, but I ignored it, heading straight to the front desk where a tired-looking officer sat, skimming through some documents. He looked up, his gaze assessing. “How can I help you?” “I’d like to press charges,” I said, my voice firm. His brow l