As soon as they stepped out of the Lamborghini that drove them home she already felt so tired she wanted to go to bed as soon as possible.
"Welcome home my darling wife ."Rafael said to her, taking her hand into his as they walked into the mansion. It took a long time for Ethan to go in and as soon as they got in, the staff who had been waiting for them exploded into cheers and clapping as the congratulations rented the air. While all the staff dispersed, Bernice could swear that Ethan's piercing gaze was still on her. He has been feeling so uncomfortable all this while. He still couldn't believe that she was married to his uncle. "I think I'd rather start going home immediately ." Raphael glanced at his wristwatch. "We just got back from the reception, don't you think it's quite late for you to go back to your apartment?" At the world apartment Bernice raised her eyebrows and she gave Ethan a funny look . If only Rafael knew that he had no place to call his home, that he had gambled away his house two months ago and he had been squatting at her place. Now that he had wronged her she was damn sure he was going to stay in a hotel for the time being. "I would like to go upstairs and change ."Bernice said just to avoid seeing his stupid face. "Okay my love." Rafael said, just to piss him off more she approached Rafael and pecked him on the cheeks. She would swear that at that very instant Ethan was so red that he wanted to explode with anger but it was none of her business. "All right ." Rafael said, smiling at her. By the time she got upstairs to the room ,she slammed the door and almost leaped up in joy. She congratulated herself for taking a very bold and beautiful step. It was one way to get revenge. And Olivia, haven’t heard of her for some time now. Speaking of which… She picked up her phone to give her a call. She wanted them to feel the pain she had felt when she saw them making out the day before. It was at the first ring that Olivia picked up And she didn't even allow her to say something when she screamed into the phone in excitement . "Congratulations bride to be." Olivia said "I read about you a while ago." "Not a bride to be ."she corrected ."I'm already his wife. She had a mental image of Olivia gasping for air from shock." You mean you are already married to Italy's richest man?" "Yes, best friend ." she smiled "And opps, I forgot I wanted to invite you but then I felt that you might try to snatch my husband. " She loved her play of words and she wasn't done with her when she continued. *And I also love to invite you to my home but you don't know how to close your legs, how am I sure that you won't take my husband right before my eyes? Once bitten twice shy you know. " Then Oliver voice came again on the other end "I'm sorry." she said. Before she could continue, Bernice interrupted. "The reason why I'm calling you is not because of my marriage, I just want to let you know that Ethan is now yours, you can have him for all I care and also the man whom you're thinking is wealthy gambled his house 2 months ago ." She threw her head back and laughed. "So for now you both will be staying on the streets." And with that she cut off the phone and threw it on the bed. She quickly got into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later. She picked up some folded clothes on the bed and quickly changed and looked at herself in the mirror. She came down to find out that dinner had already been served. Ethan was staring at his food as he ate slowly ,she knew he didn't want to see her because she was already pissing him off. She sat very close to Rafael as they began to eat. There was a huge silence between all three of them ,she knew he was angry she was married to his uncle but he had to deal with it. "My lovely wife and I will be going on a honeymoon. I would like you to oversee the company in our absence. "Rafael broke the silence. "What !" Ethan heard himself saying. I don't understand ,you mean you both are going on honeymoon?" Both Rafael and Bernice exchange surprise glances. "What sort of question is that? is this the first time you are hearing of the word 'honeymoon' " "Beside." Rafael probed further. "You told me you are in a relationship with a certain girl, how is it going? He asked,chewing his food slowly and reached for a glass of wine and sip, his eyes were still fixed on Ethan who suddenly turned red. Bernice's heart gave a mad jump when she looked down at her food only to look up to see that Ethan was staring at her. "What's going on? " Rafael asked incredulously." Why are both of you staring at each other? " "Oh nothing,just that he looks so heartbroken. " She smirked Ethan's head was spinning and it felt like he wanted to cry. "Oh I see ."Rafael said, smiling mischievously, then he turned to Bernice. "I think I should get you a car as a wedding gift," he said, holding her hand and peering into her eyes in a loving way. She gave a cynical smile and knew what she was about to say will throw him off balance. "But I also need one more thing." “Which is?” "I need someone to take me around the town. " "Tell me and it is done,who do you want ?" There was a great silence before she turned and looked at Ethan. I think your nephew should ,he knows everywhere.He should be my driver."The chandeliers of the mansion were bright and starlike, splashing golden light upon varnished floors, Bunches of flowers scented the atmosphere as one heard the sound of reverberating laughter and music across the halls and jingling sounds that waiters made around the crowds with flutes of fine champagnes and hors d'oeuvres on their trays."Is everything ready for the toast?" Rafael demanded from one of the serving people. Authority was in his voice while his eyes played around the room."Yes, sir. Champagne is ready and so are the musicians," he said with a slight bow and scurried away.Rafael turned his eyes on Bernice, standing near the middle of the room in her glittering emerald gown. She covers it quite well, yet he manages to see right through it, to the scared smile below. Rafael moved to her, threaded an arm reassuringly around the nape of her lower back."You look lovely tonight," he whispered softly, clear into her ear."Thanks," she whispered, looking into the hall. "I ju
Sheets of rain lashed outside a small café across Liam's apartment complex as Alexander sat nursing coffee that was already cold, which he had not touched. His gaze turned out the door expecting Liam to walk in. Hoping he got his text. The anchoring weight on this day further depressed his body. The sound of defeat played out in his head until the door finally swung open, and Liam came in with drips coming off his umbrella."Alexander," he said, shock mingling with the sudden sobering of his tone. "Never thought I'd be coming in here to find you of all people waiting. What's up?"Alexander motioned to the empty chair opposite him. "Sit down. I need someone to talk to, and you're the perfect person at the moment.”Liam raised one eyebrow but did as instructed, tugging his coat off and hooking it over the back of the chair. "This does sound serious. Let me take a guess, it's about Bernice."Alexander exhaled with a heavy sigh, and the strain in his voice betrayed him. "It is always ab
"Two daddies?" Luca echoed, his voice full of wonder. "Does that mean we get two birthday parties too?"In the naivety of the question, a small, bitter laugh was dragged from Bernice. "Oh, sweetheart…", she started, but her words caught in her throat as tension pulled thick in the air.Rafael hunched down beside him, his features soft but strained. "It means you'll always have more people who love you. But I'm your father, Luca. You and Mia…you're my everything.”Luca looked up at him and furrowed his little brow as the meaning of Rafael's words digested. "But Uncle Alex takes care of us. Is he not our daddy too?"Mia stared at them, clutching her stuffed animal tightly. "Uncle Alex is fun…is he still our daddy?"Alexander had been leaning quietly against the wall until now; he stepped forward, his face composed, an edge laced in his voice. "I'll always be here for you, just like I always have been. But…," he paused, his eyes flicking to Bernice before he finished, "…your real father
The shrill ringtone of Rafael’s phone broke through the tense silence. Bernice flinched, startled from her thoughts as Rafael answered. His expression, initially sharp, softened slightly as he listened.“She’s awake?” His voice carried a mix of relief and urgency. “We’re on our way.”Bernice’s heart leaped at his words. “Mia?”Rafael nodded, snapping his phone shut. “The hospital called. She’s asking for you.”Without waiting for another word, Rafael pulled Bernice to his car, started the engine and pressed the gas pedal, speeding toward the hospital. Alexander’s car followed close behind, his headlights glaring in the rearview mirror like unspoken accusations.“I’ll need to explain things to her and Luca” Bernice murmured, her voice trembling as she twisted her hands in her lap."You will get the chance," Rafael replied tightly, his eyes fixed on the road. "But it is no longer just about you. It's time the kids knew the truth."Bernice's chest tightened; she wanted to argue but knew
"Gate 27B. Last call for flight 489 to São Paulo," the calm, automated voice echoed over the airport intercom.Detective Marcus was concealed behind a pillar, his striking eyes scouring the busy terminal. So excited, he could hardly contain his accelerating heartbeat. He then glanced at his watch-just at this time, Olivia's got to pop up. Every single lead, each and every crumb-into which he had looked-intimidated him before it all boiled down into this. Marcus reached for his radio."All units, Gate 27B. This one's not going to make it," ordered Marcus.Across the terminal, Olivia sashayed confidently through the crowd, arm linked with a man whose face bore a cruel smirk—Sebastian Reyes, the man who had framed Bernice three years ago. They looked relaxed, like a couple off on a romantic getaway. Olivia's sunglasses shielded her eyes, but her smile was bold, too bold. She believed she had won.“They really thought they could stop us?" Sebastian whispered, his hand tightly squeezing
"Run the footage again," Rafael ordered sharply, voice as keen as a razor. Fingers clasping the edge of his desk, white-knuckled. His assistant Gabriel blinked and then replayed the security footage on Rafael's big office screen.Rafael's eyes narrowed as the figure coming into view was one he could never mistake: his nephew, Ethan. Wearing a sharp suit, Ethan navigated the restricted areas within the company with confidence. It wasn't just access to the right places that remained an outstanding thing but what he was doing with it."There," Rafael pointed. "Pause it.Gabriel froze the footage; Ethan slipped a small USB drive into the server room. "We thought it was a cyber-attack," Rafael whispered, his quiet tone boiling with anger beneath. "It was him all along."Gabriel nodded grimly. "It matches perfectly with the timeline of events. Every major breach happened after he had entered the server room.Rafael leaned back, running a hand over his face. His heart pounded with a mixture