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
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
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 POV“Martin…” I stood up from the couch where I was sitting in the footage while I watched Martin and Vanessa with horror in my eyes. Why were they holding hands? These two people who had never met each other were suddenly acting all lovely.“What are you saying? Divorce? How?” My voice raised a notch higher and I was slowly getting piped and angry. I was just a young wife at the time who didn't even know how to navigate the situation.And before I knew it, I went ahead to separate Martin and Vanessa, with so much force. However, at that moment, Martin caught hold of my hand and threw me backward, my back banging on the couch. Pain! That was what I felt, both physically and emotionally, both in the footage and in the present time. I took it then, but not now. “Are you out of your fucking mind?” I yelled out, drawing Kent’s and Martin's attention from the video and they looked at me, blankly. “Did you both bring me here to show me that? Do you want me to relive my pain–”
Lucille’s POVI froze, my heart stopping for a moment as I felt Kent’s lips on mine. The scent of mint and pine wood flowed into my nose and I felt invigorated by him. It was sudden. I never expected it and in just seconds, it was over and I watched him pull away, with a nervous look on his face.I had always seen Kent as an impatient, bubbly, and impulsive man but at this moment, he was someone else. However, that didn't stop the anger that arose in my heart due to his actions.“You–”“Shush…” He quickly put his finger on my lips, stopping me from speaking. But I didn't let him shut me up, I slapped his finger off my lips and glared at him, my eyes shooting venom. “How dare you!” I yelled, my fists clenching. “You may want to help me but it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want to me. You are just–”“I'm sorry.” He cut me off, his expression turning meek and docile. “What?” I frowned, with a scoff. “You are sorry? Is the kiss an accident? Are you trying to feign innocence?”“No
Lucille’s POVThe next morning…I woke up, feeling hopeful for the day but one thing I wanted to do was to see my father. I had to talk to him one last time before I finally decided to see Kent and Martin. After Martin ended the call last night, I vowed not to take up their offer. I decided I was going to speak to my father first. We could deal with Vanessa together. I got out, dressed for the day and I went straight to the dining area where he was supposed to be with Lucas. I took a deep breath, to steady myself. The sad emotions from last night were still inside me but I did well to suppress them. I got into the dining area, expecting to see them but then I frowned. “Miss, you are up…” A servant perked up as soon as she saw me. She was setting the table but then, it was obviously for one person. “Quick, come eat…” She gestured at me but I frowned even harder. “Where is father and Lucas?” I asked. “They are out.” She said, looking all around cluelessly. “Didn't they tell you?”
Lucille’s POV“What are you doing?” Lucas repeated as my body whirled to look at him. I gasped in shock and quickly gathered the papers together and sat on them. He frowned, looking straight at the stack of papers and I knew he was already suspicious but it made me sit my bottom even harder on the papers. “What are you doing here?” I asked, with raised brows. “Why didn't you knock?”“Do I have to knock before coming into your room?” Lucas frowned, his suspicious gaze deepening. “Yes, of course. It’s my room.” I nodded immediately. I didn't find it an issue before now but then there would be times I would need some privacy, just like now. But he was intruding. “Alright.” He didn't argue but his eyes didn't leave the papers. “What are those? Who gave you those?”“These…” I pointed at the papers beneath me. “They belong to me.”“Where did you get them?” He asked. “I had them. No one gave them to me.” I frowned, feeling very uneasy. I just wanted him to leave so I could concentrate.
Lucille’s POV I went quiet at that question, feeling deflated that my father and brother would think such of me. I closed my eyes, to take a deep breath and then opened them again. “Dad…” I let out, my voice was a bit shaky. “Why would you think such?” I asked, feeling hurt. “I..” He stuttered over the phone. “I understand that you must feel hurt because you weren't named today.” I sighed at that, even though it was indeed hurtful and I was mocked for it by Vanessa, I knew they were trying to protect me. Also, that wasn't my main agenda. “I didn't come back to the family because of the fame or status, I want revenge on Vanessa and it seems that is not your priority anymore,” I said, my heart still with resolve. Since I won’t be part of the family business, I need to be on guard and active in bringing Vanessa to book. At the other end, he had gone silent and I could only hear his heavy breathing. “You are a powerful billionaire, why are you relenting? Don’t you wan
Lucille’s POVI went quiet, the instant Kent mentioned my brother and I didn't know what next to say. Yes, it was Lucas who had told me they were responsible for what happened back at the hotel and not Vanessa. I would naturally believe my brother over them who had also betrayed me in the past. “Answer me, Lucille!” Kent sharply brought me out of my thoughts and I looked back at him with the same intense expression he had. “Why are you asking?” I raised a brow at him. “I'm asking because there is no way you would say we are responsible after we saved you. There is only one plausible cause, and that is your brother.” Kent reiterated every single word. At his words, I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief while I folded my arms. Though it was indeed Lucas who had given me that information, I needed to know why Kent would point accusing fingers at him without thinking twice. “Why do you speak of my brother that way? He didn't even tell me–”“No, he did.” Kent cut me off like he wa
Martin POVAs my fist connected with Brandon’s face, I watched him fly backward but I didn't stop there. I stepped forward, grabbing him by the collar before he could fall backward, and swiftly, I dealt him another punch. “Get your eyes off Lucille!” I spat in his face as blood dripped down his nose. His lips were broken also and there was a deep cut beside his eyebrows. But still, I didn't think it was enough. I raised my hand to give him another punch but he spoke up, stopping me.“You should get away from Lucille too.” He sneered, spilling out more blood. “You are her ex-husband who cheated on her with her friend!”“What?” I frowned, feeling very annoyed. I felt insulted by those words and the angry look on my face became intense but Brandon wasn't fazed, he smirked. “Is that a lie?” Brandon asked. “You cheated on her, divorced her and now you are acting like a saint, claiming her. You see me, I did neither of those! Lucille is my lover and only I have the right over her!” Thos
Brandon’s POV“Brandon!!” Vanessa ran after me as I quickly went after Lucille. Even though she had told me not to touch her or go after her, but I couldn't stay still, I wanted her with every passing day. The divorce had put me into a mental chokehold that I found very hard to get away from. I was already approaching the parking lot when I felt a hard pull from behind. My body whipped backward and I was surprised to see that it was Venessa. “Why did you pull me that way?” I snapped her angrily as she breathed heavily. She was trying to catch her breath, looking pale and sweaty but I didn't mind. I turned away to leave but she ran forward to block me“Where are you going?” She stretched her hands sideways. “None of your business! Now, get away from my face!”I pushed her away, with my brows knitted in distress and frustration.It had just been a few days with her and I was tired of seeing her face. However, Vanessa was persistent. She ran forward to block me, her shrill voice flo
Lucille’s POVBILLIONAIRE FATHER AND SON FINALLY REVEALED THEMSELVES. CHAIRMAN AND CEO OF THE KING’S GROUP, LUCIAN, AND LUCAS KING HAVE PROMISED TO TAKE THE GROUP TO NEW HEIGHTS. The news was blasting with high volume as the press surrounded Lucas and my father. There was nowhere my name was mentioned and now it was like I wasn't even a part of the family. “You see… I wonder whether your father has really forgiven you…” Vanessa chuckled. “But it turns out you are still not his daughter after all.” Her voice and words tormented me so much, that I was starting to breathe heavily. “I think you should watch out, Lucille. Your lovely father might try to punish you for your past crimes. Don’t think he has forgiven you–”“Enough!” I cut her off, while I glared at her. “Don’t you speak of my family with your filthy mouth.” “If anyone should watch out, it should be you, bitch.” I sneered and with a slight hiss. However, she folded her arms under her breasts and looked at me with an amused