Third-Person POV After a bath, Quintin wore the pair of royal blue suits neatly pressed and delicately sewn exclusively for him by a well-known fashion designer in Spain. It was getting too cold in Spain during that time, and his dry skin and cracked lips were both evidence of that. When he was done getting ready, he grabbed his winter coat and went straight to the door to leave the VIP room he occupied. Unlike the other guests who checked in at that same luxurious hotel, who were accompanied by their right-hand, secretary, or spouses, he came all alone at the event. He was expecting to see Lucas at the auction he was about to attend. Knowing that man had so much passion when it came to competing with people and auctions had always been a part of those things he loved participating in. Quintin wore a smile when he boarded the fancy car that was waiting for him at the entrance of the hotel. It took him to where the auction would take place, and the driver dropped him off in front o
Third-Person POV 24th of December, almost midnight. Four big speakers that Elyana's father had taken from their entertainment room blasted loud music throughout the Begum mansion. In addition, they brought out a pair of microphones for the servants to have karaoke on the gigantic big-screen television they put up outside. All the servants lined up to sing their all-time favorites, and cash prizes were awarded to the ones who scored perfectly. Everyone was having fun; it could be seen on their faces that they were truly having a good time. With no guests to assist and the food being catered by a catering service, the servants did not have to worry as much throughout the night, and all they would only worry about was the lack of sleep and exhaustion the next day. But no one cares. No one dared to go to sleep. They stayed up until midnight to wish everyone as they looked forward to the much-anticipated gift-giving moment that their bosses had prepared. And because all the servants,
Elyana's Point of ViewI excused myself when Quintin was gone to bring the gift he gave me to my room. Right after putting it on the table, I suddenly remembered to check my phone.I expected to receive greetings from Felicity, but there weren't. I got disappointed looking at my phone screen, but the gynecologist sent one."I can help you through artificial insemination, but you might need a donor. We can provide screened donors that you can choose based on their profile, and we are also open if you have someone willing to donate. Everything will be safe. No information will leak, especially if you chose screened donors, and if the guy is someone you picked, it's up to the two of you what would be convenient."The message made me pause for a minute. I sent her a message asking what kind of help she could give me, just like she told me when I went to her clinic. I felt some cringe when I thought about the screened donors she said. I got worried.Even if they had been tested and were fr
Third-person's POV During the gift-giving at Begum's Mansion, a furious Lucas boarded a private plane back home. He left the auction right in the middle of it without giving so much damn about whatever item they would put in front for bidding. He had a feeling Diane had already left and gone back to London after he saw her, so in case he called and asked where she had been, she could lie to him by proving he hadn't been at the event. A car was already waiting for him at the airport. When he arrived, he told the driver to take him to an address where Diane's parents reside, but Diane was not there. "What happened, Lucas? Why did it seem like my daughter did something terrible to you?" Diane's dad asked Lucas. Lucas took a deep breath and contemplated for a moment. I was thinking about whether to tell Diane's father how his daughter used the exposed result of his infertility to blackmail him. "Tell me, Lucas. I know she did something, but I want to hear it from you too." Luca
Diane jerked a little. She acted scared by bowing her head and moving away from the angry Lucas. She silently counted to three, and soon her tears were welling down her cheeks, and she went back to him.W-why can't you love me, Lucas?" she asked, slowly raising her head to show her crocodile tears, although she was really in pain for the same reason she questioned him.Lucas couldn't love her. She could see through his eyes the madness he had for her. The way he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.She had already done everything for him to love her. She fixed her body to be the perfect woman men would adore, and she gave him the kind of fun in bed that Elyana wouldn't try to do because of her modesty, but Lucas kept choosing her.Real tears of pain fell down her cheeks, yet Lucas didn't feel any sympathy for her; instead, he gave her a sharp gaze that brought shivers into Diane's system.Diane felt that acting wouldn't bend him; she thought of another way, and she immediately kne
Felicity's POVChristmas day, and I expected visitors to arrive, but when I heard who the guests my mother was expecting, I immediately thought of leaving as soon as possible. Elyana and her parents would be coming, and whether you believe it or not, I felt so ashamed to face her.It all started when I entered the clinic and saw something I was not supposed to see. I was suddenly perplexed about how I had felt that day.It was terrifying—not frightening in the sense that I wanted to scream, but there was something about it that made me feel like I had a fever, and it spread to my head before I passed out.There were thoughts in my head that made me feel extremely uncomfortable, to the point where I questioned who I truly am, and seeing Elyana brings me back to that same emotion.I knew it was strange, but I was disturbed by what was going on with me. That was why I decided to return to my condominium. I did not tell Elyana the real reason because I was afraid of what she would say. I
I did not wait for anyone to say anything else. I dashed to the front door and went to the garage before our visitors arrived, and as soon as I was in the driveway, a car drove inside.Our driveway was wide, so I didn't need to pull over first to let them pass. I knew that car; it was Elyana's new red Mercedez. When I exited the gate, I breathed a sigh of relief. It made me think I was a fleeing criminal because the cops were already on the scene.When I arrived at the restaurant, there were no signs of Quintin. I expected that already because I left home quite early and I remembered I didn't tell him what time he should come. While waiting for him, I took that time to think.I thought of going to my condo that day. Elyana and her parents would surely stay the whole day there because they would be discussing Pretzel and Felix's wedding.Quintin arrived at 11:30 a.m. I thought I would see the annoyance on his face because I forced him to come to the restaurant, but he seemed happy when
Felicity's POV "We didn't fight. I don't have a problem with her. It's just that—I'm starting to doubt myself lately," I said as a starter. I was nervous. I even looked away to take a deep breath first before continuing to answer. "Wait, I am confused; what do you mean you did not when it appeared that something had happened?" I turned to him when he began speaking. There was a frown on his face and the line between his eyebrows was extremely deep. He expressed his confusion as if I were not. He had no idea how much I was struggling with everything going on around me. There were questions. There are so many hows and whys swirling around in my head that I am at a loss for answers. "You know what? Me too," I said, rolling my eyes, which caused him to scratch his head. "Let us analyze the issue here first," Quintin said, pulling his chair closer to the table so he could rest both of his elbows on it and look me directly in the eyes. "What happened and when did it start?" he co