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I finished most of my work for the day and called my assistant. "I'm going out for a bit," I said."Okay, sir," she replied."If anyone calls, tell them I'm out," I added, feeling a twinge of excitement.I glanced at my watch. It was almost time for Zenith and Zendaya to get out of school. I don't know why, but I wanted to pick them up. I wanted them to know they could rely on me. I hadn't felt this excited in a while. I took the elevator down, ignoring a few colleagues who tried to stop me with questions."Sorry, I've got somewhere to be," I said, brushing them off.I walked briskly to my car in the parking lot. I could have called Paul to drive me, but I wanted to do this myself. For some reason, I felt protective of those kids. I enjoyed the look in their eyes when they saw me.I got into my car and drove to the school. As I approached, I noticed Zenith and Zendaya coming out of an ice cream shop with a strange man. I looked again, thinking I must be seeing things. Then the man tr
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SLYVIA'S POVI was almost done with the meeting when my phone rang. I glanced at the screen and saw it was the movers. "Miss, we are at your house," the truck driver informed me."Oh god, I will be there in ten," I frantically replied. I turned to Lisa and the contractors. "You guys can handle it from here without me?""Yeah, we're good," Lisa assured me with a confident nod.I rushed outside, my mind racing with a million thoughts. I needed to get home as quickly as possible. I looked around, desperately searching for a cab. After a few seconds, I spotted one driving down the street. I practically ran in front of it, waving my arms frantically.The cab screeched to a halt. "Jesus, woman, you wanna die?" the cab driver yelled in a thick New York accent, clearly irritated."Sorry, I just really need to get to this address," I said, breathless, as I told him where I needed to go.The cab driver gave me a once-over, his expression softening slightly. "Alright, get in," he said, motioning
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SLYVIA'S POVI stood up to resume unpacking, but before I could get started, I heard a truck pull up outside. Moments later, I heard the excited sound of Zenith and Zendaya's little feet running towards the house."Mummy!" they shouted in unison as they ran inside and gave me a big hug."How are you?" I asked, smiling as I hugged them back."We're fine!" they both said eagerly.Raymond entered the apartment behind them, looking around appreciatively. "Wow, nice place, Sylvia," he said."Thank you," I replied, still holding onto the kids."How was your first day at school?" I asked them."It was good," they answered, their faces lighting up with excitement.Zenith took a deep breath and started, "Mummy, we did so many things! We played games, and I made a new friend named Tommy. He's really good at soccer."Zendaya chimed in, "And we painted pictures! My teacher said mine was really good. I drew a rainbow with a unicorn.""That's wonderful!" I said, beaming at them. "I'm so glad you bo
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GRAYSON'S POVMy anger spiked when I saw this so-called Raymond guy’s hand casually draped over Sylvia’s shoulder while they ate Chinese food. Who the fuck did he think he was? My blood boiled, but I tried to keep my cool for the kids' sake."Hi, Mr. Grayson," Zenith called out to me with a smile, breaking me out of my thoughts."Hi, Zenith," I responded, forcing a smile. Not here, not in front of the kids. I couldn’t cause a scene."Sylvia, can I speak to you?" I asked, trying to keep my tone even."Umm, sure," she replied."Privately," I emphasized."Okay?" Sylvia said, standing up. I grabbed her arm and led her outside the house."Hey, stop it. Why are you so pissed off?" she asked, yanking her arm away."Who the hell is that man inside?" I demanded."What? Raymond? Why are you asking? What is this?" she responded, confused."I saw him picking up the kids from school today," I said, my voice tight with anger."Yes, I couldn’t make it, and he agreed to help," she explained."I wante
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SYLVIA'S POVAs soon as I closed the door, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "Are you okay? What did he want?" Raymond asked, concern etched on his face."It's fine, don't worry about him," I said, waving it off, though my mind was far from settled.We sat back down at the table, and the kids resumed eating their Chinese food, chatting animatedly about their day at school. I tried to focus on them, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Grayson's intense gaze and his heated words.Raymond was saying something about his drive from LA, but I could barely concentrate. Grayson's voice echoed in my mind: "I will move the heavens and earth, I will do everything so you and the kids are mine, even if it means destroying Raymond." The way he said it, with such conviction, sent a shiver down my spine. Why did I find that confrontation so attractive? Why did I like the way he wanted to fight for me?"Sylvia, are you listening?" Raymond's voice cut through my thoughts."Yeah,
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ALICE'S POVI ran down the stairs, clutching my purse and breathing fast, glancing over my shoulder. "Mom, is everything okay?" William asked as he bumped into me.I stammered, trying to find the words. "Did you talk to him? What did he say?" he pressed."William... I... I..." I began."Yeah, yeah? What did he say?" he urged."I have never seen him so angry, his eyes, the way he looked at me," I finally managed to say, my voice trembling. Jocelia walked up to us, with a concerned face."What's going on?" she asked, noticing my reaction."We need to get rid of Sylvia, that's what should be going on," I snapped, irritated that Jocelia hadn't taken care of her as she said she would."I know... Grayson hasn't even touched or looked my way since she came back into his life. Six years. Six years she was gone, and now she's back and has this hold on him," Jocelia said, and her face changed to a deep frown."Well, stop complaining and start planning. If she's not gone soon, it could be bad
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SYLVIA'S POVThe night sky was a canvas of flickering lights as I stood there, taking in the beauty of it all. The warm, balmy air of Rio wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, and the sound of music and laughter filled the air. It was a perfect night, a celebration of everything we had worked so hard to achieve. The lighters—thousands of them—filled the sky, their soft glow reflecting the joy and camaraderie that had blossomed within this community.I spotted Grayson on the dance floor, moving with a rhythm and grace that made me smile. He was in his element, completely at ease with the people around him, people who had once been strangers but had now become like family to us. I watched him for a moment, content to observe, to bask in the happiness that radiated from him.But then, as if sensing my gaze, Grayson turned and caught my eye. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he began to make his way toward me. I knew what was coming before he even reached me."No, no, no
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SYLVIA'S POVI stood in the living room, my eyes locked on the bags Grayson had packed for us. They just sat there, lifeless and heavy, like the weight pressing down on my heart. This wasn’t how I imagined our lives would turn out—sneaking away in the dead of night as if we were fugitives. But this wasn’t about starting fresh anymore; it was about survival, about protecting my children from Alice and Konrad. Grayson had made it clear: we had to leave, and we had to leave now.I paced back and forth, anxiety gnawing at me with every passing second. Where were my children? They should have been here by now. My mind raced, pushing away the worst-case scenarios that kept creeping in. What if something had gone wrong? What if we were already too late?A hand touched my shoulder, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. I turned to see Raymond standing there, his expression calm, yet concerned. “They’ll be fine,” he said, his voice steady, trying to reassure me.I nodded, even though I wasn’t
