Pearl’s POVThe D'angelo Residence had turned into an endless battlefield fought with whispers, sidelong glances, and carefully sown seeds of doubt and confusion rather than the typical swords and bloodshed. Camille was an experienced warrior in matters of this nature.She was a natural-born Amazon displaced from her people. Although Sophie had always been a bright and self-reliant child, something felt strange tonight, it lingered in the air and I could taste it. I didn't come out from my new room until later that evening when I was in there thinking about the worst.If this is a fake like Camille said then have I just destroyed my chances with August forever?Sophie, sat across from me at the dinner table, frowning and picking at her mashed potatoes, stabbing them with her fork, as if she were punishing them for something. "Not hungry, sweetheart?" I asked, attempting to sound light, she’d noticed I'd been distant all dinner long.“I overheard Aunt Camille talking,” Sophie admit
Pearl’s pov~Something happened last night, something I had to remember.Nico averted my gaze now and again but there was this smile that lingered too often.I excused myself to go to my room when he cleared his throat, “I had them put your things in my room since we are now married….”“No!” I interjected, “I will not be staying in the same room as you, I w…”“Then you shouldn't have said I do” he interrupted.“We share a room now and that’s final” I looked back at him, unable to understand what he was thinking.I fumed and raced up the stairs to my room.I couldn't for the life of me understand what I'd put myself into.I'm married again!I sobbed, picking up the snow globe from the dresser, I stared hard at it.I shook it and The globe whirled. I couldn't tell if the sluggish, creeping haze clouded my mind or if the wind rushing past me was to blame. I was unable to release my fingers from the around the round object, I fixated on it like my life depended on it.My mind let loose
Nico’s POV ~Mr Winters is a charming man, isn't he? Suddenly logan was no longer my competition, it was a strange-looking man.Making Pearl my wife in the way I did, without raising suspicions or making Camille so on edge that she’d release my documents to my enemies was the perfect plot.It took the grace of God in me not to snap his neck in two the day I married her.He dared to kiss my wife!I've been surveilling him, scratch that've been surveilling everyone Pearl has been in contact with, forgive my obsession but I can't help it.Some have soon disappeared overnight and she would never know.Camille, I had plans for her, I just can't come through on them yet, I'll hurt anyone who hurts my wife a thousandfold and only I know that.As it prepared to take off, the private jet's engines hummed as it sat shining in the sun. August had pulled all the strings to ensure Pearl and Sophie enjoyed a sumptuous three-day getaway.Reasons I'd never know but I knew my obsession would soon urg
Camille’s POV – The air stuck in my chest and im unable to breathe. Staring at my reflection, my hands trembled aggressively as I held onto the edge of my vanity. I picked up my brush and struck it at the television.“Fuck I want her dead!”My chest is pumped faster and faster as my eyes bulge out with hate. My flawlessly painted lips are pushed into a narrow line. My mind keeps repeating the headlines. ‘A Love Like No Other: DM holding owner, Nico D’Angelo and his new wife, his appointed Ceo Pearl Cavil, Survive Another Attack!" I want to yell, scream the roof down!I should be Nico’s wife not that bitch who just strutted in like she owned the place. This was meant to be handled by Kenji, but he has done a pathetic job of killing her!Simple clear instructions!Kill her and let the child Go!Pearl should be dead and decaying in a ditch, out of sight and out of fucking mind. Rather, she is alive and absorbing all the pity while draped over Nico like a tragic heroine. Oh Go
PEARL DAVIS-MALONE’S POV~ The cheerful sound of a small bell chimed in the hallway as my heartbeat danced in excitement. “It's not tummy aches?” I asked again just to be sure I heard the doctor right. “Far from it Mrs Davis-Malone, you are pregnant, about 6 weeks gone” he repeated, and it sounded like a miracle had finally happened. After four long years of hoping…… I clenched the seat tightly as I imagined Logan's handsome face gleaming with excitement when I tell him Im finally carrying his child. I heaved a sigh of relief as tears streamed down my face, and joy beamed through me, finally, I’m having a baby. “But you have to be careful Mrs Davis-Malone, the baby is still very delicate, you must not engage in excessive activities that lead to stress, you know what im talking about” he mentioned before giving me a long hard stare. I knew very well, he was talking about my mother-in-law, Abigail Davis-Malone. I got up carefully, turned to the doctor and thanked him. He may have
Pearl’s pov~The words clearly written on the paper jolted me up with the speed of lightning.“A divorce?” I inquired, I ran to my husband who wouldn't look at me and Devina pushed me off before I could reach him.“He is mine now Pearl, the next time you touch him again I'll make sure you regret it you barren whore!” Those words penetrated my brain and like instincts I raised my hand to her face, a loud slap echoed amidst the room.“How dare you try to come between Logan and me! Logan, are you just going to stand there? A divorce” I cried.He pushed me away and I landed on the sofa opposite with a thud.Tears streamed down my face. “After everything! Logan, I sold my company to be with you! My parents disowned me because I married you! And now a divorce? You can't do this to me please!”Logan was quiet, “ No one asked you to do all that, you just wanted to be a Davis-Malone so bad, and you can't even bear children so useless!” Abigail laughed.“I'm glad my son finally got someone e
PEARL’S POV~“Oh my God! Help! Help! Please, someone, I'm bleeding! Logan!” I shrieked as I rattled the gates of the estate locked before me, the guards stationed out front ignored me.“Please help me! I'm bleeding!” I cried again but they stood there stoically in the rain, the downpour was much too excessive and the streets were flooded. “Logan you bastard you will regret doing this to me, argh” I screamed.One of the guards placed his comm close to his ear, and soon he pointed the gun at my face. “move it! Or I blow your head clean off, orders from above” he stated.I was horrified. Logan would dare to do this to me!Angry, hurt, broken and full of revenge I moved slowly in the rain screaming for help as blood trickled down my leg.I soon saw lights, but the rain blinded me and I didnt know if it was a car on the horizon or a motorcycle, as it drove closer I could see it was a cab.Thank goodness!“Stop! Please stop!” I cried in pain before jumping in front of it, the cab stopped
NICO D’ANGELO’S POVIt was here…It was right here in this study room when the doctor diagnosed my 3-year-old daughter with bone marrow failure.A genetic disease found dormant in my DNA, she got it from me.My heart shattered for her and I swore to do everything in my power to make her life easier.And now it's been an extra 3 years of battling this wicked disease.At first, we could manage it, my wife, her mother Lola was a match for her.Not only was my gentle daughter battling a rare disease she was also cursed with the rarest blood type in the world.Rhnull ….. the golden blood.Lola couldn't take it anymore, this is not the life I promised her.So when she decided to run off with her therapist I let her, as long as she kept her part of donating to our daughter she could run off with the devil for all I care.I loved her goddammit! She was the love of my life, now she's dead.Found shot dead Alongside her lover, they said his wife did it.With just one per cent of the world havin
Camille’s POV – The air stuck in my chest and im unable to breathe. Staring at my reflection, my hands trembled aggressively as I held onto the edge of my vanity. I picked up my brush and struck it at the television.“Fuck I want her dead!”My chest is pumped faster and faster as my eyes bulge out with hate. My flawlessly painted lips are pushed into a narrow line. My mind keeps repeating the headlines. ‘A Love Like No Other: DM holding owner, Nico D’Angelo and his new wife, his appointed Ceo Pearl Cavil, Survive Another Attack!" I want to yell, scream the roof down!I should be Nico’s wife not that bitch who just strutted in like she owned the place. This was meant to be handled by Kenji, but he has done a pathetic job of killing her!Simple clear instructions!Kill her and let the child Go!Pearl should be dead and decaying in a ditch, out of sight and out of fucking mind. Rather, she is alive and absorbing all the pity while draped over Nico like a tragic heroine. Oh Go
Nico’s POV ~Mr Winters is a charming man, isn't he? Suddenly logan was no longer my competition, it was a strange-looking man.Making Pearl my wife in the way I did, without raising suspicions or making Camille so on edge that she’d release my documents to my enemies was the perfect plot.It took the grace of God in me not to snap his neck in two the day I married her.He dared to kiss my wife!I've been surveilling him, scratch that've been surveilling everyone Pearl has been in contact with, forgive my obsession but I can't help it.Some have soon disappeared overnight and she would never know.Camille, I had plans for her, I just can't come through on them yet, I'll hurt anyone who hurts my wife a thousandfold and only I know that.As it prepared to take off, the private jet's engines hummed as it sat shining in the sun. August had pulled all the strings to ensure Pearl and Sophie enjoyed a sumptuous three-day getaway.Reasons I'd never know but I knew my obsession would soon urg
Pearl’s pov~Something happened last night, something I had to remember.Nico averted my gaze now and again but there was this smile that lingered too often.I excused myself to go to my room when he cleared his throat, “I had them put your things in my room since we are now married….”“No!” I interjected, “I will not be staying in the same room as you, I w…”“Then you shouldn't have said I do” he interrupted.“We share a room now and that’s final” I looked back at him, unable to understand what he was thinking.I fumed and raced up the stairs to my room.I couldn't for the life of me understand what I'd put myself into.I'm married again!I sobbed, picking up the snow globe from the dresser, I stared hard at it.I shook it and The globe whirled. I couldn't tell if the sluggish, creeping haze clouded my mind or if the wind rushing past me was to blame. I was unable to release my fingers from the around the round object, I fixated on it like my life depended on it.My mind let loose
Pearl’s POVThe D'angelo Residence had turned into an endless battlefield fought with whispers, sidelong glances, and carefully sown seeds of doubt and confusion rather than the typical swords and bloodshed. Camille was an experienced warrior in matters of this nature.She was a natural-born Amazon displaced from her people. Although Sophie had always been a bright and self-reliant child, something felt strange tonight, it lingered in the air and I could taste it. I didn't come out from my new room until later that evening when I was in there thinking about the worst.If this is a fake like Camille said then have I just destroyed my chances with August forever?Sophie, sat across from me at the dinner table, frowning and picking at her mashed potatoes, stabbing them with her fork, as if she were punishing them for something. "Not hungry, sweetheart?" I asked, attempting to sound light, she’d noticed I'd been distant all dinner long.“I overheard Aunt Camille talking,” Sophie admit
Am I in a dream or is this real?I was drifting…. My body felt weightless, stuck in a dream that didn't feel like mine, it felt like I was watching another version of me getting her happy ending.A part of me that wanted Nico too, somewhere between truth and illusion. Like a scene from a movie I wasn't sure I had agreed to star in, the wedding played out in front of me, I saw myself shocked beyond reasonable doubt, my mind in endless fractions, imagining and reimagining scenarios.Nico was in front of me, something I couldn't quite put my finger on smouldering in his black eyes. What was it that covered his beautiful hazel eyes as he gazed upon me?Love? Want? Lies? As he spoke his vows, his smooth and deep voice enchanted me.And I still couldn't believe what was happening. "I knew” he started, touching my lips softly, “from that night I saved you from that car wreck I knew you were going to be my wife” he smiled.What were these words flowing out of his mouth?“ I recognized som
NICO’S POVAll I could see was Sophie's little hand holding mine as the celebration whirled around me, complete with music, laughter, and the soft murmur of conversation. She looked excited, as though she couldn't wait for her special day.Even at the age of seven, she possessed her mother's keen gaze and quiet resolve. Her mother was Pearl, in this case, the confusion lingered.Who exactly is my daughter’s mother?"Are you certain of this? There’s no going back now Sophie, are you sure you want it" I crouched to her level and whispered. She smiled toothily at me, her loose tooth smiling at me."Don't you trust me?" she giggled.I let out a sigh and shook my head. That problem I do, a grown man trusting a child, what has the world come to?” She fled with a loud giggle, squeezing past guests like a cunning sprite, waving at them and shouting “It's my birthday!” she let out a giggle. At that moment, my grandmother came over, her shrewd eyes piercing me, she tapped my shoulders ligh
Pearl’s pov~Something is off with Nico, what did he mean by he knows they are up to something?I thought he had believed them, but still, there was a familiar disdain when he saw August coming around or calling to familiarize last-minute details with me.I had created a beautiful wonderland on the D’angelo Estate. Beautiful floral arrangements adorned the tables, a magnificent carousel had been prepared for the kids, and sparkling fairy lights streamed down the marble archways. Only Sophie, Nico D'Angelo's daughter, could have such a spectacular birthday, a birthday fit for a princess of her status, no expense was spared.I watched as they mounted a wedding podium right after it.It sickened me to watch Tilly strut around making final adjustments for what seems to be her wedding day.I navigated the crowd, feeling alienated at a party put together. Sophie's day was supposed to be today, but now her aunt had put her selfish interest and had convinced her father to follow suit.Key
Pearl’s pov~I knocked while my fingers were shaking in the dark hallway outside Nico's door, my heart beating like a machine was pounding yam on top of it. I had been caught off guard by the vow renewal, what the hell was that?How did Tilly get him to do that? And where the hell was the guard when this was going down? I should have never asked her to pretend now she thinks it's all real?But still, my mind raced endlessly and I couldn't get over it.What was this feeling I felt? Hurt?Why do I need to hear it from him? I needed clarity, I needed closure.My heart was broken, I thought we had something special together and now he is marrying a woman faking this to upgrade her lifestyle!He was wearing a black silk robe, his hair still fresh from a shower, when the door flung wide, he groaned softly, yet weakly as he held his side.The corner of his mouth tipped slightly as he saw me and he raised an eyebrow, he grinned and winced in pain again.Swiftly I walked to his side."You ju
Pearl’s POV~Sophie’s seventh birthday was just days away, and I was drowning in last-minute preparations. With Nico’s sick ass at home, Camile has been making my life miserable, and Tilly is MIA. A birthday fit for a princess—that’s what I wanted for her. Balloons, a cake so big she could barely reach the top, and a day so perfect she’d forget, even for a moment, that our lives were entangled in chaos.She hasn't needed my blood in a while, the doctor says everything is going fine, “she’s a fighter” He smiled as I fought back tears.It had been an amazing family reunion between Nico and Sophie, he seemed to remember her now but he called her my daughter too often and it made me wonder if he still thought I bore sweet Sophie.But, of course, Camille had other plans.I should’ve known, everything with her was a fight, a fight no one ever took my side for.And I was sick and tired.Everything was going smoothly until it wasn’t. Orders were mysteriously cancelled.The venue manager cal