CHLOE'S POVMy mom was my savior, but that didn't last for long.I had to defend myself at some point and I had to follow my mother's rules."Let the victim defend herself." When Lucas said that, my heart sank.I was shivering already, the man wasn't frightening but his looks and body movements says it all.I don't know how observant he was but I had to be careful so that he doesn't detect the lie.After the whole shouts and screams and argument. The father came to a conclusion that didn't favour Lucas. He was annoyed at this but his father...? He is the same to everyone including his sons.Lucas didn't give up, he shouted at us and did whatever he wanted but our decision stood firm."Before I leave, this is to remind you that if you don't accept my daughter after being a traitor to her...I will call the police into this case and her father..." My mom scoffed."You wouldn't love to see his madness here." With these words we walked out.I could tell that Lucas was mad. He kept stutte
LUCAS POVThe whole scene wasn't clear to me enough.I needed an explanation for all the shit that was happening. I mean, Dad would just sit there and watch these people lie against me.It is a new day and I expect everyone in the house to forget about everything that happened. I don't see myself forgetting about it very soon but I wish my parents would forget about it immediately.“I have to get to work.” I sighed.My head is not in a good state to go to work. I had stayed away from work, trying to prove some stupid points to people.My father had been silent since the day that issue was addressed. I know very well that he would talk about that, he just needs time and something to remind him of it.I got up from the bed to the kitchen as tired as I was. I could barely think of something to say to anyone.“Good morning, mom.” I greeted her with a low tone.She snubbed and continued with what she had to do. My strength wasn't enough to greet her twice or ask what the matter was.I assu
CLAIRE'S POVI was still in shock, trying to recover from Chloe's looks. Her eyes were worse than that of a killer.When she stared at me I almost fell to the ground. My heart raced for seconds before Lucas gave me a warm hug.I don't know what to do anymore. I was still confused about everything even when Lucas told me to go home.I found myself several times talking about the whole issue.“Wait…” I halted my car and leaned backwards with a sigh.“Am I falling for Lucas again? I mean, I fought this feeling for months, and now, here it is all burning like it's a new love.” I sighed.I started my car recklessly without looking behind.The trailer from behind horned like they were about to fall into the gutter “What is going…. Oh shit!” I was quick enough to put my car to the side.“You piece of shit, watch where you are going.” The passenger shouted through the window.I held my chest from the shock. I hope I don't die before I get back home.I checked my back before moving my vehicle
Christabel PovIt was the second day of my job and I was happy working there already. I loved the fact that everyone concentrated on what they had to do. No one had the time to talk about people."There will always be people," I smirked when I passed some set of humans.They used their eyes to communicate. That is something I always do so I can detect it within a minute."Hey." I greeted them anyway even when I knew they wouldn't answer me.“why does she always want to show off where she isn't needed?” One of them whispered.“She's trying to get the attention of the boss, or probably her husband.” She grinned.“Shut the fuck up. No one says that's her husband.” Another warned.“What!”I heard all this conversation and acted like I heard nothing; my hearing was perfect and sharp. I mean, I've worked for a Mafia boss as a spy; I'm good at these things.“Hey, Miss.” I knocked at Mirabel's door twice.Until I got the permission, I didn't go in.“How are you doing today?” She smiled with
CHLOE'S POV My mom was still around; I mean, this time, I was fed up and needed to be alone. She was never going to understand the language, Especially now that she thinks she is winning whatever battle with Lucas. Unknown to her that Lucas wouldn't give up easily, Lucas would never give up easily.I have seen and given more threats to him but he risks his life for Claire.This morning, I needed to walk out to find peace but the weather wasn't favourable in any way.I made warm tea and stood outside to drink it.“Chloe, how are you doing?” Mom came out of the room wrapped with her blanket.“Mom,” I answered without looking behind.“Good morning,” I greeted with a forced smile.“You know it's cold and you choose to take that outside,” she pointed at the cup in my hands.“Ohh, o just needed some air.” I waggled my eyebrows and entered the house.She followed me in and closed the door behind me.“This is warmer, and that's the air you should be seeking for.” Mom pulled out the blanket
LUCAS' POVThe message I got wasn't something I needed to waste time on before leaving. I left immediately and rushed into the car. The hospital was far from my house so I drove very fast. I need to reach Claire before she does something stupid to herself. "Get out of the way," I shouted at the driver who was in front of me.Why was the man after me? He needs to get out of the way.Just when I was trying to get out of the way, the traffic light showed red. There is no way I’m going to wait for the light to turn green, I am in a hurry. I drove past the traffic light, waiting was a waste of time. I just attracted the cops. It wouldn't be a funny thing though.I got to the hospital, and the cops arrived at the same time. “shit!” I muttered in frustration.“You went against the rule.” The cops walked up to the window.I assumed he didn’t know who he was talking to.I got out of the car and showed myself to him.“0h, I’m sorry for interrupting.” He apologized.“I don’t violate the law.
CHRISTABLE’S POVI’ve spent days trying to forget what happened and I still find myself falling for someone I just met. Everything that happened kept playing in my head and I don’t think I will forget it soon. Today’s work, I was very ready for whoever is going to be the victim of saying what should not be said.Unfortunately, they all respected themselves and I didn’t do as planned. The work today was not a good one, Mirabel had spent more time in the office. At some point, I wondered if she was ever going to submit the paper. I don’t know how fond I was of them but I wanted to speak to her about something.“Maybe I should try visiting her, even if she gets mad at least I know I checked up on her.” I thought to myself.With this thought, I left for her office to check on her. I expected these workers to poke their noses in what they can’t smell, but they did the opposite today. I got into the office forgetting to knock.“Shit!” she exclaimed.“Oh, I’m sorry about that ma’am.” I apol
CLAIRE’S POVBack in the hospital, I was helpless and couldn’t think of what to do. I didn’t think of anything but to bring my son back here.I do not want to regret why I chose to check on Lucas while Mirabel went to check on him. I don’t need to blame myself too much because I would have still met the same situation.Who knows if I would have still been alive when the school treated me that way, I would be shouting like a lost sheep instead of looking for a way to take Brian to the hospital.“The worst thing that has happened to me this month.” I exhaled in frustration.Lucas came to keep me comfortable; I know how much he would want to know everything. I only know little of what happened; Mirabel is the one who had all the information.I told him the little I had and left the rest for him to hear it from whom he wanted to hear it from.When Lucas walked out, I had no one to talk to or keep me company. Mirabel had left to check on the company; I haven’t heard anything from her, thou
Claire sat in the hospital waiting room, her hands clenched together so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and the soft murmurs of nurses and doctors blended into the background. But she heard none of it.All she could think about was Lucas.He had lost so much blood. The doctors had been inside the operating room for hours. Every time the doors swung open, her heart leaped into her throat, but it was never the news she wanted.Her entire body was stiff with exhaustion, but she couldn’t rest. Not when his life was hanging by a thread.She leaned forward, burying her face in her hands. “Please, just let him be okay,” she whispered to no one in particular.A sudden commotion near the nurses’ station caught her attention. Several people had gathered around the television mounted on the wall, murmuring among themselves.Claire frowned and slowly stood up, walking toward them. The screen displayed breaking news, and her heart nearly st
Claire sat in the hospital waiting room, her hands clenched together so tightly that her knuckles turned white. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and the soft murmurs of nurses and doctors blended into the background. But she heard none of it.All she could think about was Lucas.He had lost so much blood. The doctors had been inside the operating room for hours. Every time the doors swung open, her heart leaped into her throat, but it was never the news she wanted.Her entire body was stiff with exhaustion, but she couldn’t rest. Not when his life was hanging by a thread.She leaned forward, burying her face in her hands. “Please, just let him be okay,” she whispered to no one in particular.A sudden commotion near the nurses’ station caught her attention. Several people had gathered around the television mounted on the wall, murmuring among themselves.Claire frowned and slowly stood up, walking toward them. The screen displayed breaking news, and her heart nearly st
Chloe smirked as she looked through the small window into the children’s area.Brian was sitting alone, his little face filled with sadness.Soon, he would be out of the picture for good.And Claire would never see him again.Brian kicked his legs slowly as he sat on the wooden bench inside the orphanage playroom, watching the other children run around. He didn’t want to play. He didn’t want to be here.He wanted his mother.Tears stung his eyes, but he blinked them away. His mom always told him to be strong. But how could he be strong when he was stuck in this place with no idea when he would see her again?Then he saw her.His little heart pounded as he spotted the familiar blonde-haired woman walking through the hallway, her heels clicking against the floor.Chloe.She was the one who brought him here.She knew where his mother was.Brian jumped up, his small feet moving as fast as they could. He ran toward her just as she was about to step into an office.“Miss… please.”Chloe sto
Kelvin sat in the interrogation room, his hands cuffed to the table, sweat dripping down his forehead. The walls felt like they were closing in, and the harsh overhead light made it impossible to escape the cold, hard truth—he was caught.Across from him, PrinceWill leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. His gaze was sharp, unwavering.“Let’s try this again,” PrinceWill said. “Who else was involved?”Kelvin licked his dry lips. “I already told you everything.”PrinceWill tapped a pen against the table. “Lying won’t help you, Kelvin.”Kelvin clenched his jaw, looking away.PrinceWill sighed. “We already have enough to put you away for a long time. The only thing that’ll make your life easier is if you cooperate.”Kelvin’s fingers twitched. He knew he didn’t have a way out of this.“Fine,” he muttered. “Chloe.”PrinceWill didn’t react, but his grip on the pen tightened. “Go on.”Kelvin exhaled heavily. “She planned everything. She was the one who arranged for Brian to be taken to the
PrinceWill sat in his office, his eyes fixed on the stack of reports in front of him. The search for Brian had gone cold, and frustration was eating him alive. Claire had been coming to the station every single day, her face pale with exhaustion, her eyes swollen from endless crying. It hurt to see her like that.He had promised to help her. He couldn’t fail.A knock on the door made him glance up. One of his officers stepped in, looking hesitant.“Sir, we still haven’t recovered any CCTV footage from the night Brian was taken. It’s like everything was wiped clean,” the officer said.PrinceWill let out a slow breath, rubbing his temples. “There has to be something. No way a child disappears in a city like this without leaving a trace.”The officer sighed. “We’ve checked all nearby buildings. All footage was mysteriously deleted.”PrinceWill clenched his jaw. This wasn’t a coincidence. Someone had done this on purpose.“Sir,” another officer peeked into the room, his expression tense.
Chloe smirked as she looked through the small window into the children’s area.Brian was sitting alone, his little face filled with sadness.Soon, he would be out of the picture for good.And Claire would never see him again.Brian kicked his legs slowly as he sat on the wooden bench inside the orphanage playroom, watching the other children run around. He didn’t want to play. He didn’t want to be here.He wanted his mother.Tears stung his eyes, but he blinked them away. His mom always told him to be strong. But how could he be strong when he was stuck in this place with no idea when he would see her again?Then he saw her.His little heart pounded as he spotted the familiar blonde-haired woman walking through the hallway, her heels clicking against the floor.Chloe.She was the one who brought him here.She knew where his mother was.Brian jumped up, his small feet moving as fast as they could. He ran toward her just as she was about to step into an office.“Miss… please.”Chloe sto
Lucas stormed into his office, his entire body rigid with anger. His assistant, Mark, stood near his desk, looking anxious.“You need to see this,” Mark said, handing Lucas a file.Lucas barely glanced at it before slamming it onto the desk. “Tell me what happened.”Mark hesitated. “Kelvin called for a vote. He convinced the board members that your absence was harming the company.”Lucas’s eyes darkened. “And they listened?”Mark swallowed. “Most of them. But I called Camila.”Lucas’s jaw clenched at the name.Camila.His former love interest.It had been years since they last spoke, but she still held significant power in the company after inheriting her late father’s shares.Mark continued, “She arrived just before the final vote. As soon as she voted no, the others started reconsidering. Almost all of them joined her.”Lucas exhaled slowly, his hands tightening into fists.“So I’m still CEO.”Mark nodded. “Yes. But Kelvin isn’t backing down. He acted like nothing happened, said he’
Lucas lay on his bed, his body burning with fever. His head felt like it was splitting in two, his muscles weak, his throat dry. He barely had the strength to lift his arm, let alone get up. The room was dimly lit, curtains drawn shut, and the air was thick with silence.He had ignored his health for too long. Days without eating properly, sleepless nights filled with stress, and now his body had given up on him.A cold hand touched his forehead, and he groaned, shifting slightly.“Shh,” a soft voice murmured. “Just rest, Lucas. That’s all your body needs for now. Stop fighting it.”He forced his heavy eyelids open, his vision blurry. A figure sat beside him, a damp cloth in her hand. He blinked, trying to focus.Chloe? He wondered as his body tensed immediately.“What… are you doing here?” His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.Chloe gave him a small smile, pressing the cloth against his forehead. “Taking care of you.”Lucas tried to move, but his limbs felt too weak. “How di
Chloe pulled her coat tighter around her body as she stepped out of the car. The orphanage stood before her, an old brick building with a rusted iron gate. Children played in the front yard, their laughter ringing through the air. The sight made her sick.She wasn’t here for charity.With a confident stride, she walked through the entrance, where a woman in a long, dark dress stood behind a desk. The woman, Sister Agnes, looked up from a pile of papers, adjusting her glasses as Chloe approached.“Good afternoon,” Sister Agnes greeted, offering a warm smile. “How may I help you?”Chloe forced a sad expression onto her face, lowering her gaze. “I’m here to… to give my son up for adoption.”Sister Agnes’s smile faltered. “Oh, dear. That must be very difficult for you.”Chloe let out a dramatic sigh. “It is,” she whispered, looking down as if holding back tears. “I love him so much, but I can’t give him the life he deserves.”Sister Agnes reached across the desk, gently touching Chloe’s