Martin’s POV“I… I…” Lucille stuttered, blinking her beautiful eyes at me. She looked totally confused. “What are you saying–”“Shhh…” I put a finger on her lips, so gently, looking at her with a gaze filled with longing. My hand slowly moved to hold her jaw and I pulled her closer to me. She didn't flinch or resist. I was aware of the grip I had on her and I didn't break eye contact with her. I then moved my lips closer, aiming to have hers on mine. It had been a long while since I tasted those soft lips and I craved it, so badly. I was so close to her, our lips were so close and I could literally feel her warmth on my lips. Suddenly… bang!My back landed on the car, and I groaned due to the pain that shot through my body. “Are you out of your fucking mind?” She took off my suit jacket and sent it straight at me. Her anger was evident with her face turning redder. “Do you think you can just come here and do whatever you want?” She spat. “You called me out here, stating that yo
Lucille’s POV I rushed back into the mansion, feeling a wave of irritation wash over my body. I couldn't lie that his embrace wasn't soothing and addicting, as he covered me whole. What I was annoyed about was that deep down inside, I recalled the sweet memories we used to have. If only he was not a cheating bastard, things would have been different. I wouldn't go on to marry Kent or even Brandon. Martin was my first love and it took me a lot to let him go in my heart and move on. And then I met Kent who made me believe in love again. However, it didn't last at all. The end of my marriage with Kent made me think I was cursed. But Brandon came into my life, breaking that curse. He made me trust him so well, that I got pregnant but in the end, my heart was shattered again. Now that I looked back on everything, I wondered how I was capable enough to love three different men. My heart used to yearn for love, especially after I got kicked out of my family. However, I knew bette
I took a deep breath, looking from him to the paramedics. “Just take me home…” He whispered. However, there were things involved. If he didn't want the press involved, we would have to get his car away. He wasn't in the state to drive, I also couldn't drive two cars. The toll of my accident was still evident but then, I couldn't leave him in this state. I quickly thought about it on the spot and I texted Lucas to come get my car before I helped Martin into the passenger seat. By the time I was done, I was breathing heavily and I used my last strength to drive away from the accident scene. Even though Martin and I had been divorced for a few years now, I still knew where his mansion was located. The drive was a bit long and I saw that he had fallen asleep in his seat. As I got to the house I was let through and his servants came out to help me get him inside. We settled him in bed but the butler was a bit worried about him. “Is he going to be okay? I'm glad you were ab
Lucille’s POVEven though his calm and soothing voice gripped me, I shook myself off that trance and pushed him off my body. I was frantic, standing up from the bed, aiming to escape from him. However... Bang! My toes hit the edge of the bed in my haste and I went flying forward to the floor. “Ahhh….” I let out a loud and fearful scream as I saw the ground in view and how I was going to hit my head and this brought back memories of how I fell to my death in my past life and how I was flung off the road when I was hit by Vanessa. I closed my eyes as a feeling of dread overwhelmed me, I couldn't hold onto anything to stop my fall and the feeling that I was going to die again appeared in my head. Maybe this was why Martin had told me he didn't want to see me die again. Maybe this was… bang!My body hit a hard surface and I let out a groan, however, it wasn't painful. It was oddly comforting. My body curled up in this comforting moment and I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was
Lucille’s POVKent’s head snapped in my direction and he had an apologetic expression on his face. “I'm sorry, beautiful. I was just jealous.” Kent said, his eyes showing sincerity. One thing he was known for was that he was very aggressive in showing how he felt. He was the stark opposite of Martin. “So you both want to be at loggerheads with each other?” I arched a brow, curiously. “Yes.” They nodded. “Over what?” I frowned. “You!” They answered in sync. I froze for a minute but in the next second, I let out a chuckle and then a scoff. I looked from Kent to Martin, they looked so serious and didn't seem like they were going to stop. “Alright then.” I shrugged. “Fight each other…” I spread my arms to my sides, showing nonchalance. Kent suddenly smiled hearing my answer but Martin looked at me with a suspicious expression. “Anyone that wins…” I let out a cunning smile and then smiled, “Should go to hell!” Kent’s face changed, his eyes dimming slightly. He didn't look pleased
Lucille’s POVAfter a few talks with my father, I left to my room with him promising to send the details of what I would oversee in the company. While I was away from home, I went to college and graduated with a business degree which would come in handy now. Everything was set as Lucas and I were going to be at the forefront, overseeing the family business. However, all that wasn't a big deal for me. What went through my mind were those photos and why the date coincided with the date my family was going public. It may be that I was just overthinking and there was no correlation, but when I recalled how calculative Vanessa was, I knew her moves were not just taken lightly. Was her family maltreated in the King’s mansion? I didn't know about that. The only thing I could do was ask questions. I nodded at that thought and was about to walk out of my room when there was a knock on the door. “Lucille, are you in?” Lucas called out.“Yes!” I answered immediately and quickly went to open
Lucille’s POVI looked at Vanessa, knowing she wanted to be the perfect woman before Mrs. Wallace. Her association with Brandon came much more earlier than I expected. And even though I wanted to divorce Brandon, she still wanted him. Then why don’t I let her have him? Maybe she would finally stop going after me and Brandon would also be on his own. “Answer the question, you bitch!” Mrs. Wallace yelled, bringing me out of my thoughts. Brandon also came forward, trying to drag his mother away. “Mother, that’s enough.” He said, staring at me apologetically but I didn't even acknowledge him. Was he trying to play the good cop? I scoffed in my mind, knowing the devil that lay beneath his goodness. “Mrs. Wallace, you wanted to know the truth, right?” I spoke up, looking at her with a smile. “Yes! Tell me! Did you cheat on Brandon?” She flung his arm to the side, staring at me intently. I didn't know why she was so concerned and particular about knowing the truth. Even Brandon stood s
Lucille's POV I was finally let out of the hospital, ready to reunite with my family. I glanced down at the cake on my lap, and my lips curled into a smile. The cake was for my son, he was five years old today. I had missed moments with him because of my illness, but I wasn't going to miss this one. My son and husband would be so surprised to see me. I pictured their expressions, and I chuckled softly. "We are here, Ma'am," the cab driver said, pulling me from my thoughts. The cab came to a halt, and I fished some cash from my bag before stepping out of the car. I paid the driver and glanced at my house. It looked so familiar and warm. It hadn't changed one bit. With a warm smile, I walked to the gate and once I passed through, I approached my house excitedly, but the sight that greeted me upon entering made me cold. I saw my son and my husband standing close to a cake, with someone I hadn't expected. Vanessa. My ex-best friend. She wasn't my friend anymore becaus
Lucille’s POVI looked at Vanessa, knowing she wanted to be the perfect woman before Mrs. Wallace. Her association with Brandon came much more earlier than I expected. And even though I wanted to divorce Brandon, she still wanted him. Then why don’t I let her have him? Maybe she would finally stop going after me and Brandon would also be on his own. “Answer the question, you bitch!” Mrs. Wallace yelled, bringing me out of my thoughts. Brandon also came forward, trying to drag his mother away. “Mother, that’s enough.” He said, staring at me apologetically but I didn't even acknowledge him. Was he trying to play the good cop? I scoffed in my mind, knowing the devil that lay beneath his goodness. “Mrs. Wallace, you wanted to know the truth, right?” I spoke up, looking at her with a smile. “Yes! Tell me! Did you cheat on Brandon?” She flung his arm to the side, staring at me intently. I didn't know why she was so concerned and particular about knowing the truth. Even Brandon stood s
Lucille’s POVAfter a few talks with my father, I left to my room with him promising to send the details of what I would oversee in the company. While I was away from home, I went to college and graduated with a business degree which would come in handy now. Everything was set as Lucas and I were going to be at the forefront, overseeing the family business. However, all that wasn't a big deal for me. What went through my mind were those photos and why the date coincided with the date my family was going public. It may be that I was just overthinking and there was no correlation, but when I recalled how calculative Vanessa was, I knew her moves were not just taken lightly. Was her family maltreated in the King’s mansion? I didn't know about that. The only thing I could do was ask questions. I nodded at that thought and was about to walk out of my room when there was a knock on the door. “Lucille, are you in?” Lucas called out.“Yes!” I answered immediately and quickly went to open
Lucille’s POVKent’s head snapped in my direction and he had an apologetic expression on his face. “I'm sorry, beautiful. I was just jealous.” Kent said, his eyes showing sincerity. One thing he was known for was that he was very aggressive in showing how he felt. He was the stark opposite of Martin. “So you both want to be at loggerheads with each other?” I arched a brow, curiously. “Yes.” They nodded. “Over what?” I frowned. “You!” They answered in sync. I froze for a minute but in the next second, I let out a chuckle and then a scoff. I looked from Kent to Martin, they looked so serious and didn't seem like they were going to stop. “Alright then.” I shrugged. “Fight each other…” I spread my arms to my sides, showing nonchalance. Kent suddenly smiled hearing my answer but Martin looked at me with a suspicious expression. “Anyone that wins…” I let out a cunning smile and then smiled, “Should go to hell!” Kent’s face changed, his eyes dimming slightly. He didn't look pleased
Lucille’s POVEven though his calm and soothing voice gripped me, I shook myself off that trance and pushed him off my body. I was frantic, standing up from the bed, aiming to escape from him. However... Bang! My toes hit the edge of the bed in my haste and I went flying forward to the floor. “Ahhh….” I let out a loud and fearful scream as I saw the ground in view and how I was going to hit my head and this brought back memories of how I fell to my death in my past life and how I was flung off the road when I was hit by Vanessa. I closed my eyes as a feeling of dread overwhelmed me, I couldn't hold onto anything to stop my fall and the feeling that I was going to die again appeared in my head. Maybe this was why Martin had told me he didn't want to see me die again. Maybe this was… bang!My body hit a hard surface and I let out a groan, however, it wasn't painful. It was oddly comforting. My body curled up in this comforting moment and I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was
I took a deep breath, looking from him to the paramedics. “Just take me home…” He whispered. However, there were things involved. If he didn't want the press involved, we would have to get his car away. He wasn't in the state to drive, I also couldn't drive two cars. The toll of my accident was still evident but then, I couldn't leave him in this state. I quickly thought about it on the spot and I texted Lucas to come get my car before I helped Martin into the passenger seat. By the time I was done, I was breathing heavily and I used my last strength to drive away from the accident scene. Even though Martin and I had been divorced for a few years now, I still knew where his mansion was located. The drive was a bit long and I saw that he had fallen asleep in his seat. As I got to the house I was let through and his servants came out to help me get him inside. We settled him in bed but the butler was a bit worried about him. “Is he going to be okay? I'm glad you were ab
Lucille’s POV I rushed back into the mansion, feeling a wave of irritation wash over my body. I couldn't lie that his embrace wasn't soothing and addicting, as he covered me whole. What I was annoyed about was that deep down inside, I recalled the sweet memories we used to have. If only he was not a cheating bastard, things would have been different. I wouldn't go on to marry Kent or even Brandon. Martin was my first love and it took me a lot to let him go in my heart and move on. And then I met Kent who made me believe in love again. However, it didn't last at all. The end of my marriage with Kent made me think I was cursed. But Brandon came into my life, breaking that curse. He made me trust him so well, that I got pregnant but in the end, my heart was shattered again. Now that I looked back on everything, I wondered how I was capable enough to love three different men. My heart used to yearn for love, especially after I got kicked out of my family. However, I knew bette
Martin’s POV“I… I…” Lucille stuttered, blinking her beautiful eyes at me. She looked totally confused. “What are you saying–”“Shhh…” I put a finger on her lips, so gently, looking at her with a gaze filled with longing. My hand slowly moved to hold her jaw and I pulled her closer to me. She didn't flinch or resist. I was aware of the grip I had on her and I didn't break eye contact with her. I then moved my lips closer, aiming to have hers on mine. It had been a long while since I tasted those soft lips and I craved it, so badly. I was so close to her, our lips were so close and I could literally feel her warmth on my lips. Suddenly… bang!My back landed on the car, and I groaned due to the pain that shot through my body. “Are you out of your fucking mind?” She took off my suit jacket and sent it straight at me. Her anger was evident with her face turning redder. “Do you think you can just come here and do whatever you want?” She spat. “You called me out here, stating that yo
Lucille’s POV“This is your room… your former room actually,” Lucas said to me, his smile not leaving his face ever since we got back to the King’s mansion. “Go in…” He opened the door, and the first wave of scent that wafted into my nose was the same scent I used to get whenever I got into my room years ago. A fruity vanilla scent. I took a step inside to see that everything was just the same. I was certainly a girl living her life. They had not touched or remodeled anything. “When you left when you were 19, father and I chose to leave your room this way… well we were too hurt to do anything about it. And we just left it the way it was.”“A while back, Father started to clean your room himself. He missed you so much but could never bring himself to call you. And when you called days ago, he was happy.”“I finally saw him smile genuinely.” Lucas’ words were supposed to be happy and heartfelt words but why did they make me cry? I hurt my family so much and they still continued to l
Brandon’s POVAs my body slammed on the bed and Lucille was dragged out of the hospital room by that damned man, I wanted to run after them but I held myself back. I needed to be sure I wasn't going crazy over her attitude. I loved Lucille with everything in me and I never minded the fact that she had been married twice before. Now that she found another man, I didn't want to let her go, never. I thought leaving me at the altar was the last straw but then she was already seeing someone else. I hated the idea of being cheated on but I still wanted her. Lucille showed me love even when she was broken from her past marriages. She was the first woman who didn't mind my wealth. She was broken and she needed love and I needed love too. We were two peas in a pod and now she just wanted to leave me just like that? No way! I took out my phone and made a call to my friend, Mason. On the first ring, he picked up. “Can you check on someone for me?” I asked, going straight to the point. “Ye