Something about his presence made the while room tense up and I could feel goosebumps fill my skin up. I tried my vest to remain poise and maintain control as I forced a smile.“Good day sir, nice to see you again.” I greeted as I flashed my set of white, perfectly arranged teeth. Trust me, my teeth is perfectly arranged; Believe me when I say that.“Its such an honor to meet you again considering we didnt spend much time the last time we saw. Is your husband in?” He questioned and is suddenly became protective of Arthur. After all, Arthur had looked like he drank a pail of poison the first time Vladimir tried talking time“Unfortunately, I think this is bad timing. The CEO isn't in at the moment, is there any message you would like to leave for him? I'd make sure it reaches him.” I said clenching and unclenching my fist underneath the table."Oh that's such a shame. I would prefer to deliver my message to him in person so permit me to sit by and wait for him to return." Vladimir said
"Wow." That was the only sound that could proceed out of my mouth as I stared at Leia without her clothes on, straddling my supposed husband.I should have known better when she declared with all solidarity in her heart that Arthur didn't love me.She knew much better than me and for the first time in a while, I felt stupid.The both of them froze, remaining immobile as we exchanged stares.The only thing Arthur did was to push Leia off his body while he stared at me with guilt filled eyes.Exactly! That's exactly what he should be feeling; GUILT!"Morgan, it's—""No, boss. You don't need to even say a thing, just go ahead and enjoy yourselves, trust me; I'm not restraining you from doing anything." I assured trying my best to keep my voice in check so I don't let the tears that were at the brim of pouring down my eyes, slid down.That would make me a total wreck and an emotions piece of shit.."Morgan, listen—" Arthur tried explaining but I just shut the door as I pressed my back to
Fire bridled on our tongues as we kissed each other passionately but yet urgently. More like we had been starved of each other, every thought that had been running through my mind flew out the window."Arthur." I moaned as my eyes rolled to the back of my head while he nibbled roughly on my lower lip, out tongues intertwining in a kind of uniform arrangement."I love it when you moan my name and now, you'll listen to me explain." He whispered and for a moment, I was restored back to reality.He was doing all this so he could have the chance to explain and not because he really wanted to do it. I must be a fool to believe that he ever wanted me.I was about pushing him away when he tightened his grasp on my waist and trailed kisses from my neck down to my shoulders."I'm sorry I yelled at you at the office earlier, that one was quite personal." He whispered as he fondled with the loose rope at the back of my dress."I'm sorry you had to meet such a horrible sight when you returned home
"To be very honest, I didn't even know that he was with anyone when he walked up to me. It was in your office that u even realized that hr had some escorts with him. Is there something going on?" I asked Arthur's face and though he tried so hard to conceal it, it was quite visible."No, not really." He answered heaving a sigh as he walked to the back of his table and sat I'm his rocking chair, placing his fingers on his temple; he closed his eyes like.somene in deep thought and then I knew that there was definitely trouble in paradise."What's going on? You know you can trust me right?" I asked, my voice suddenly breaking and he snapped his eyes open."Get over there." He ordered in a stern voice and I immediately obliged.As I got to him, he turned his laptop back on and navigated to the tab that held all the CCTV footages of the company and he clicked on a particular video that was from yesterday."Here is the video of Vladimir arriving the company in his black mustang but what I
As we walked into the private elevator, we both remained silent as different things ran through our mind. I wasn't a jinx, else, I would have been able to decipher what he was thinking. The only thing I was sure of at this moment was the fact that my head was running a hindered miles a minute as I tried to understand what was going on.Getting out of the elevator, we walked into his office and Arthur waited till I had gone inside so he could eventually lock the door by himself.“Okay, so I don't understand. Why was it so important that I saw this particular guy?” Arthur asked as he sat on top of his table waiting for me to give him details and I had to rub the center of my forehead before analyzing it inside of my brain and give him an answer that was reasonable.“Leia called to my attention that the guy was with Vladimir yesterday so I thought that seeing him in the company today was kind of absurd. Now we know his face, he might be one clue and lead that we have now.” I stated and A
"Alright, alright," I chuckled, raising my hands in a placating gesture. "Spill the tea, oh grand strategist. What's the plan?" A playful smirk tugged at Arthur's lips as he leaned back, steepling his fingers. "First, we gotta figure out who this mystery dude is, right? We know he was with Vladimir yesterday, and now he's lurking around the company today. There's a connection there, and we gotta sniff it out." "So, private investigator? Trench coat, following him around kind of deal?" I pictured a stereotypical detective figure, complete with a fedora pulled low over his eyes. Arthur snorted. "Maybe for a different case. Here, discretion is key. We can't have Vladimir or his buddies catching wind of what we're up to." "So, what then?" Arthur's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. "We get creative. We set a trap." Intrigued, I leaned forward. "A trap? How?" "Leia," he said, a sly smile playing on his lips. My jaw dropped. "Leia? You want to drag Leia into this whole mess?" A
The ride home was a total drag. Arthur drove like a man possessed, knuckles white on the wheel, staring out the windshield like he was in a high-speed chase with his past. I kept stealing glances at him, feeling a pit form in my stomach. The Arthur who'd been all smooth operator back at the office was MIA, replaced by this brooding statue of a man."Arthur ," I finally ventured, breaking the tense silence. My voice sounded squeaky even to my own ears.He flinched, like I'd jolted him with a cattle prod. "Huh? Yeah?""Everything alright?"He blew out a breath, the kind you make when you're trying not to lose it. "Just a long day, Morgan . No big deal."There it was again, that frustrating brick wall he built around himself. We'd been married for months, and he still retreated into Mr. Stoic whenever things got a little hairy. It stung, a constant reminder of the whole "limited emotional availability" spiel he'd laid down before we even started dating.I loved him. Like, whoa, did I lov
The morning commute was a total drag. Arthur sat beside me like a stone statue, the silence thick enough to cut with a knife. Yesterday's encounter with Mr. Creepy clearly wasn't over. Pushing open the office doors, I was hoping for a normal day, filled with emails and brainstorming sessions, anything but what greeted us.There, perched on one of the fancy visitor chairs, sat Vladimir himself, looking like a cheesy used car salesman with his toothy grin. My stomach lurched. This was not how I wanted to start my day."Arthur!" he boomed, rising with the enthusiasm of a Labrador retriever spotting a tennis ball. "And Morgan, looking radiant as ever!"He reached out a hand towards Arthur, who just stared at it like it was a venomous snake. The air crackled with tension."Mr. Vladimir," Arthur said, his voice flat as a pancake. "Surprise. What brings you to our humble abode?""Ah, straight to business, I see," Vladimir chuckled, awkwardly withdrawing his hand. "Can't blame you. Time is mo
Sage arrived unannounced, her presence instantly changing the atmosphere in our home. I had never met her before, but I knew of her. Arthur had spoken of her a few times, in that casual way you mention an old friend from childhood who had drifted away over the years. But now, seeing her in person, I could feel something wasn’t right. She didn’t come here just to catch up.She was beautiful, of course. The kind of beauty that seemed effortless—sleek dark hair, sharp green eyes, and a certain confidence that came with knowing you could get what you wanted. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she wasn’t just here to say hello.Arthur greeted her with the usual politeness, but I could sense the awkwardness in the way he stood, the slight stiffness in his movements. He didn’t seem thrilled to see her, and I wondered why.Sage smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Arthur,” she said smoothly, “it’s been too long.”Arthur nodded, stepping back to let her inside. “Yeah, it has,” he replied, his
When the police arrived and dragged Vladimir away, I could barely stand. My legs felt unsteady, and I leaned against the nearest wall, my mind spinning. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling at that moment—relief, exhaustion, or just pure shock. But I was safe, and that’s all that mattered now.Arthur was beside me in seconds, his hand resting gently on my shoulder. His face was tense, and I could see the worry in his eyes, but his presence helped calm the whirlwind in my head.“Are you okay?” he asked quietly, his voice rough from the earlier fight. He had never looked so worn out, but there was a softness in the way he looked at me that made me feel a little more grounded.I nodded, not trusting myself to say much. The events of the night were still swirling in my head, and my body ached from the struggle. Vladimir’s twisted words echoed in my mind, but I shook them off. He was gone now, arrested, and wouldn’t hurt me again. At least, not physically.Arthur wrapped his arm around me, pul
I had been locked in this dark room for what felt like hours, maybe even days. The walls were cold and damp, the air heavy and thick with silence. I could hear nothing from the outside, no sound of cars or people, just my own heartbeat drumming in my ears. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that Vladimir had me, and Arthur wasn’t here to protect me. The fear gnawed at my chest, but I fought against it. I had to stay strong, had to believe that Arthur would come for me. He always did. But right now, that felt so far away. The door creaked open, and my heart raced. I saw Vladimir standing there, his eyes cold and calculating as he stepped into the room. His presence made the air feel even heavier. I backed up until I was pressed against the wall, every instinct telling me to run, even though there was nowhere to go. Vladimir smirked at me, that same sick grin I’d seen before. “You look so scared, Morgan,” he said softly, almost mockingly. “You didn’t think it would come to
I had been locked in this dark room for what felt like hours, maybe even days. The walls were cold and damp, the air heavy and thick with silence. I could hear nothing from the outside, no sound of cars or people, just my own heartbeat drumming in my ears. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that Vladimir had me, and Arthur wasn’t here to protect me.The fear gnawed at my chest, but I fought against it. I had to stay strong, had to believe that Arthur would come for me. He always did. But right now, that felt so far away. The door creaked open, and my heart raced. I saw Vladimir standing there, his eyes cold and calculating as he stepped into the room. His presence made the air feel even heavier. I backed up until I was pressed against the wall, every instinct telling me to run, even though there was nowhere to go.Vladimir smirked at me, that same sick grin I’d seen before. “You look so scared, Morgan,” he said softly, almost mockingly. “You didn’t think it would come to this,
It was just supposed to be a normal day.I had meetings lined up back-to-back, all centered on the business expansion, the kind of thing that normally took my focus. But ever since Vladimir had started lurking in the shadows, my mind wasn’t where it should be. Even when I was in those boardrooms, listening to presentations, signing off on contracts, my thoughts were somewhere else. My thoughts were with Morgan.I hadn’t wanted to leave her alone, not even for a few hours, but she had insisted. “Arthur, you’ve got work to do. I’m fine. Besides, the security team is here.” Her smile had been soft, reassuring, but it hadn’t eased the knot in my chest.But now, as I sat there in the middle of another meeting, my phone buzzed on the table. I glanced down at it, expecting it to be a routine email or a message from one of my assistants. Instead, my heart stopped.It was a text from one of my security guys.**Morgan is gone.**I didn’t even bother with an explanation. I stood up, ignoring the
The air felt thick with tension, even though I was sitting in our cozy living room, sunlight streaming through the windows. I could tell something was off the moment Arthur walked in. He didn’t have to say anything—his jaw was clenched, and the way he was pacing made it clear. Something was wrong."Arthur," I called softly from the couch, my hand resting on my small but growing belly. “What is it?”He stopped, turning to look at me. His face was hard, but his eyes softened when they landed on me. Still, I could see the storm brewing behind them. “Vladimir knows,” he said simply, his voice low and tense.I froze. The name alone sent a chill down my spine. “Knows what?”Arthur’s gaze dropped to my belly, and that was all the answer I needed. My hand instinctively tightened around my bump, protectively.“How…?” I asked, though deep down I knew it didn’t matter. Vladimir had eyes everywhere. Of course, he would find out. I just wasn’t ready to face the reality of it.Arthur sat down besid
It hit me like a wave—a slow, creeping realization that didn’t make sense at first, but then everything suddenly clicked. The nausea, the exhaustion, the weird cravings… and the missed period. I sat there, staring at the little test in my hand, the two lines clear as day. Pregnant.I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, just staring, but it felt like time had frozen. My heart was racing, and a hundred thoughts were running through my head. I wasn’t ready for this, was I? I mean, Arthur and I had been through so much already—fighting assassins, dodging Vladimir’s endless schemes, and barely managing to stay alive some days. And now… a baby?The front door creaked open, and I quickly shoved the test into my bag. Arthur walked in, his eyes immediately locking onto me. He was always so attuned to everything I did, like he could read my emotions even before I knew what I was feeling. Today was no different.“Morgan?” he asked, his voice full of concern. “Are you okay? You look pale.”I tried
Everything felt off. Even though we were back in the city, the tension hadn’t eased. In fact, it had gotten worse. Every shadow seemed to move, every sound felt like a warning. Arthur and I couldn’t relax. We were always looking over our shoulders, waiting for something bad to happen. The last few days had been a blur. We barely had time to catch our breath after escaping the forest. Vladimir had already sent his assassins after us once, and now we were back in the city, knowing full well he wasn’t going to stop. The man was ruthless, and he wanted Arthur gone.We holed up in the small apartment Arthur’s friend let us stay in. It wasn’t much, but it was safe. For now, anyway. The apartment was plain, with a couch and a small table, but the important part was that it wasn’t our place. Vladimir wouldn’t know where to find us here. At least, that’s what I hoped.But the fear never left me. Every time I heard a noise outside the door, my heart would start pounding. I kept thinking back t
We finally broke free from the thick trees, stepping out onto a dirt road that would eventually lead us back to the city. The forest had been our hiding place for what felt like forever, but now, as the city’s skyline loomed in the distance, all I felt was relief. The glow of the streetlights and the faint hum of traffic were a reminder of the world we left behind days ago.“We made it,” Arthur said, his voice strained with exhaustion. His hand was still gripping mine tightly, like he was afraid to let go. It had been our lifeline during this whole nightmare, and right now, it was the only thing keeping me from collapsing. I gave him a small nod, too tired to speak. My legs ached, and my feet throbbed in my sneakers. The past few days had been a blur of running and hiding from Vladimir’s assassins. They had been on our trail nonstop, hunting us like animals. But somehow, we had survived. Arthur glanced at me, concern written all over his face. “How are you holding up?”“I’m fine,”