[Sasha]When I reach the Lawrence residence, I hear Caden’s mom and Avery laughing before I even enter the living room. They’re both on the couch, smiling widely, and their faces brighten even more when they see me.“Sasha!” Avery rushes over and hugs me tightly. “Thank God you’re here. Mom and I were just talking about you.”“Really? Talking about me?” I ask, pulling back from the hug and plastering on a smile. “What were you saying?”Avery leads me to the couch, her eyes sparkling. “Oh, Sasha! You won’t believe what happened last night. You’re going to go crazy.”“I can’t wait to find out. What happened?”Caden’s mom places her hand on my knee and leans in. “Remember how I promised to get rid of Vivienne? Guess what happened last night.”“What happened?”Avery jumps in, excited. “Vivienne is gone, Sasha. You don’t have to worry about her anymore. We got her good. She’ll never manipulate Caden again.”Before I can ask how the hell they made that possible, Caden’s mom continues where A
[Vivienne]After Caden leaves, I sit on the floor, trying to understand what I did to deserve this. I can’t believe I slept with that man. I can’t believe I begged him to take me.God, did I really kiss him first? And that too forcefully? Did I really beg him to fuck me?Shit. Why did I do that to myself? Why would any sane woman do that to herself?That just proves that whoever drugged me last night, didn’t use something simple and normal. No. Whatever it was, it was powerful and made me horny as hell.Shit. Caden wasn’t wrong about the unprotected sex. I can still feel his seed in me.There’s a good chance he got me pregnant.Why now? Why would he do this now when I finally want a clean break from him? Why would he make things between us more and more complicated?He’s a monster, that’s why.I sit in the same position, lost in thought. But then I realize I need to do something about this mess, and quickly. I need to find the assholes who drugged me and tried to take advantage of me.
[Vivienne]I head back to my room to grab a few essentials before heading out.On my way, Marcus approaches me with a new phone.He gives me a grin. “Just arrived. I already set it up for you. All you have to do now is add your email address and other details and you’re good to go.”“Thanks, Marcus. You’re a lifesaver.” I take the phone from him and do the needful. It takes more than five minutes but the moment I’m done, I feel like the weight of the world has lifted off my shoulder.“Done!” I say with so much relief that Marcus chuckles.Then he notices me head to toe and frowns. “Are you leaving for somewhere, Ms. Richardson?”“Yes. I have to meet a friend,” I check the time and wince. “And I’m going to be late. Shit!”He chuckles again, and I have to say, he has a cute smile. “Would you like me to be your driver again? Mr. Richardson already asked me to be at your beck and call.”Of course, Dad would do that. Sure, he wants to make sure I’m doing fine, but that’s not the only reaso
[Vivienne]Panic sets in as I see the guns pointed at us. Marcus, still outside the car, looks at me with a mixture of anger and concern. He gestures for me to stay calm.I slowly reach for the door handle, my hands trembling. The men continue shouting, their voices harsh and impatient.“Get out, now!” one of them repeats, banging on the window.I push the door open and step out, my heart pounding in my chest. Marcus moves protectively closer to me, his eyes never leaving the armed men.“What do you want?” Marcus demands, his voice steady but edged with tension.One of the men steps forward, his gun aimed at me. “We don’t want to hurt you. Just come with us quietly, and no one gets hurt.”My mind races, trying to figure out who these men are and why they’ve targeted us. I glance at Marcus, who gives me a slight nod, silently telling me to comply for now.“Fine,” I say, my voice shaking. “Just don’t hurt anyone.”The man nods, seemingly satisfied with my response. “Smart choice. Now, m
[Vivienne]Alright, this has gone too far. There’s no way I’m letting this asshole touch me.“How much?” I ask, finally realizing that if this is all about money, then I don’t have to lose my eyes over it. He can just name his price, and we’ll see how that goes.My question takes the two of them a little off guard.The man tilts his head to the side. “Excuse me?”“I said, how much is that big shot willing to pay you for the eyes?”The two of them look at me as if I have lost my mind. Before I know it, they start laughing, and they laugh until the woman has tears in her eyes and the man lets out a loud, exaggerated sigh, as if this has been fun but now he’s tired.He shakes his head. “Listen, lady. I’m not going to waste my time trying to negotiate with someone who’s obviously a little delusional. We both know you don’t have the money.”Maria snickers. “Yeah, like, what are you? A maid or something?”The man raises a hand and waves her off. “It doesn’t matter. We have a buyer. Someone’
[Vivienne]The man hands me the phone with a smirk and waves his hand dismissively. “You’ve got one hour. Make it count.”I take the phone and nod, trying to keep my composure as he and his men retreat to a corner of the warehouse, leaving me alone.Well, not exactly. Maria still sits on the floor where she fell, her eyes burning with hatred.“I know you don’t have shit,” she hisses, her face twisted with rage. “But Tony’s too greedy to see through your pathetic lies. I’m not stupid. I know you’re trying to play games. But that’s fine. He’ll see what a fool he was when your time’s up and your bullshit is exposed. Until then, enjoy your little victory. But remember this: even if you get out of here, I won’t stop coming after you. You turned my husband against me, and I won’t ever forgive you for that.”I don’t pay attention to her. There’s no point.Instead, I turn away and dial a number.He picks up in the second ring. “Hello?”“Hey, it’s me.”“Miss Sinclair. Long time no see. But any
[Vivienne] The drive back to Rosita’s boutique is mostly silent. The man who came to save us sits quietly in the back next to me, while Marcus is up front with the driver, probably frowning and trying to understand who this man is. And he wouldn’t be wrong either. The last time I met him, he wasn’t even in the same city. Perhaps it’s a coincidence that he was available just when I needed him. It has to be. The bubble of my thoughts shatters when someone’s phone rings. The man sitting next to me gives me a handsome smile before answering. “Go,” he says, picking an invisible lint from his impeccable suit pants. He nods a few times before disconnecting the call. He turns to face me once again. “It’s done. Those people have been taken care of. They won’t bother you again.” As much as I’m relieved to hear that, I’m equally curious. “How did you do that?” “As I said, not something for you to worry about,” he grins handsomely, tossing a playful wink my way. I can only feel my cheeks war
[Vivienne]Maybe it’s the fact that I’m done with idiot men for the day, or that I have grown a deep hatred for men altogether, but the moment I hear the distressed voice of Rosita and the sound of a man grunting, my heart hurls and I don’t think twice.I shove the door open, and although it sounded like my friend was in trouble, I did not expect to find her on the floor, on her stomach, with a man straddling her from behind.I see red so fast, I don’t even know when I grab the laptop from the table and swing it right over the bastard’s head.Crack!And, oh boy, that was satisfying.The laptop snaps in half on contact, and he goes down with a painful cry, covering his head with both hands.“You touch her and I’ll cut your dick off and feed it to you!”I raise the laptop in the air, ready to strike again when I finally hear Rosita screaming.“Oh, my God, Viv. What the hell?”I look down, finding her scrambling towards the guy and not me.“Why would you hit him? God, and that too so hard
[Sasha]I can’t believe I’m back here.After everything this family has done to ignore me, to ensure I never received a single penny from them, I’m still here, hoping for some help.Never in my life did I think I’d be in a position where I’d have to beg for my next meal. But here I am, and it’s the only option I have left. After selling the company and using half of the money to pay off the loan shark, and the other half to cover Dad’s hospital bills and pay the overdue salaries of employees we’d kept waiting for years, it wasn’t surprising that I was left with absolutely nothing.It doesn’t help that my idiot brother, Arthur, is nowhere to be found. Ever since he was released from the hospital and learned what I had to do to get rid of the jerk he borrowed from, he’s completely disappeared.Damn it. If I see him next time, I swear to God, I’m going to kill him.“How long is this going to take?” I ask, standing up from the couch as I spot one of the maids of the Lawrence residence pas
[Vivienne]“Where are you? You were supposed to be here hours ago,” I say over the phone, carefully walking down the stairs per the doctor’s instructions during my last visit.“On my way, I swear. Just got caught up in a call and couldn’t put it off,” Rosita says huffing, and not at all sounding as if she’s in a car.I reach the end of the stairs, frowning. “Have you even left? Please be honest with me.”“Of course,” she says as a matter of fact, but then right after a moment, she blurts out. “Actually, no.”Before I even respond to that, she rushes to explain. “Before you get mad, just hear me out. I swear I was leaving, I was almost ready to leave the house, get into my car, and reach you, but then…then someone came over and it seemed like urgent. And I could have told you all about that but…but…but…”“Hey, hey, hey,” I laugh. “Calm down, Ro. You’re making me sound like some tyrannical friend or something. It’s fine, really. The only reason I asked you to come over is because you sa
[Caden]Since our last meeting at the courthouse, I decided to keep my distance from Vivienne.A few weeks have passed now, and I think it’s enough time and space she might have needed to get used to the new reality of our lives—the kind of reality where she sees me around more often. The kind of reality where she allows me to be there for her and our child.“Excuse me, sir,” Betty Adams—my assistant—pulls me out of my thoughts.I look up to find her standing at the door. “The meeting starts in five.”The meeting. Of course. My last task of the day. After this, I’ll be free to visit Vivienne.Speaking of which—I get up from my chair, reaching for my suit jacket. “Did you find Vivienne’s new address?”I hear footsteps behind me. “About that…”When it feels like she’s going to leave it at that, I turn around, frowning. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“I mean, I tried, sir.”She must be out of her mind. “Well, clearly, you haven’t tried hard enough.”“But, sir—”“Leave it.”I walk past
[Vivienne]I can’t believe he’s here.But why?“Hey,” I manage, even though his unexpected appearance has completely thrown me off. “Long time no see.”“You don’t say,” he replies, placing the glass of water on the table in front of me when I make no move to take it. I might have zoned out for a second there. “So, how have you been? And may I just add—you’re a very hard person to find.”I smile faintly. That’s exactly what I’ve been aiming for since moving to my grandparents’ home in the hills. “Maybe that’s the point. I like my life quieter these days, away from all the chaos.”“I get it,” he says with a soft chuckle, his expression neither offended nor prying. “For a while, I thought it was me who chased you away, you know—with all those talks about faking an engagement and everything.”Oh. Right. I almost forgot about that. The proposal he made—the arrangement he thought would make his mother happy.Too bad I had far more pressing problems to deal with at the time.“Trust me, it wa
[Vivienne]“Are you sure you want to attend this event?” Harvey asks as I walk into my walk-in wardrobe, trying to pick an appropriate evening gown for the night.“Of course, I’m sure. I wouldn’t have asked you to accompany me if I wasn’t,” I shrug, leaning towards a stunning black dress but quickly getting distracted by a shimmery white gown with a sexy slit.“That, I understand. But considering your health…”“I’m fine, Harvey,” I roll my eyes. It’s been two months since that night when I rushed myself to the hospital after spotting blood on my sheets. “According to my doctor, I’m well past the risk phase, and I can start getting back to my daily routine.”“But still,” he says, sounding as if he still has doubts.Look, I know he cares. He’s my big brother, after all. I’ve known about his possessiveness for a very long time. But the reason I don’t want to spend my days sitting like a duck at home is that I’ve started to get terribly bored.Besides, tonight’s event is kind of special.
[Sasha]“What the hell is this place?” Dad fumes, glancing around the cramped, one-room apartment I brought him to straight from the hospital.“It’s…” I glance around myself, wrinkling my nose at the awful smell wafting in from the nearby window. “…something.”“Sasha,” Mom calls out, drawing my attention. Her voice holds a mix of confusion and concern. “What is this? Why aren’t we home?”“Mom, there’s something you should know,” I begin, feeling beads of sweat forming on my forehead and trickling down my back. I turn to Dad, bracing myself. “Remember the loan Arthur took from that loan shark?”“Of course, I do. How could I forget the biggest disappointment of my life?” he huffs, walking over to the old, sagging couch in the corner. He pauses before sitting down, noticing the thick layer of dust covering it, and chooses to stand instead. “What I don’t understand is—what are we doing here? Didn’t you hear what the doctor said? I need rest. I need to be home. And this place is far from i
[Caden]“Congratulations, Mr. Lawrence. You got what you wanted.” My advocate—Atlas Norman—extends his hand for a handshake. “Despite my better judgment, of course.”I return the handshake, albeit a little reluctantly. “You say that as if I ruined your fun.”“Well, you did. Especially since I enjoy a good challenge. But either way, my client’s satisfaction is what matters most. So, I’m glad I could be of service.”I have a strong urge to roll my eyes but manage to keep my composure. “Thanks for your efforts.”“All my pleasure. Now that the restraining order has been lifted, you need to be very careful with how you conduct yourself, Mr. Lawrence. As the judge mentioned, all eyes will be on you, and if you mistreat your ex-wife or the unborn child in any way, the order could be reinstated. From this point on, it’s about walking on eggshells. I hope you’ll remember that.”Of course, I do. That’s all I can think about—how not to screw this up.I might not have been the best husband a woma
[Vivienne]I answer the call—it’s Elijah.“Hey,” I say, watching Theo get up and resume pacing back and forth across the room.“Hey. How are you now?”“Much better. In fact, I’m just waiting for my discharge papers.”“That’s good to hear, Vivienne. I’ll come by to visit as soon as I can.”“Sure.” But something about his tone feels off. “Is everything okay? You sound… serious.”Elijah exhales, his tone growing heavier. “I won’t lie to you. I just got word from your ex-husband’s attorney.”The mention of Caden makes my throat go dry. Why is he suddenly everywhere today? Why can’t he just leave me alone?I shake my head, trying to dispel the rising anxiety. “What the hell is he up to now?”“Nothing good, if I’m being honest.”“Just tell me already.”“They’re preparing to file a motion to contest the restraining order.”“He’s doing what?” Did I just hear that right? Is Caden out of his mind? Why would he fight something he never cared about in the first place? What’s his goal here? A sudde
[Vivienne]“Ms. Sinclair?”I snap back into focus, realizing I’ve zoned out again.Damn it. Why am I thinking about him again? What is there to even think about? He broke my heart, shattered my life, and yet, here I am—wondering what else I could’ve said, what more I could’ve done, just to get some reaction out of him.I shake my head, trying to pull myself out of this vicious spiral. It’s the same toxic loop I always fell into when we were married—constantly questioning myself. What could I have done differently? What could I have said better? Anything that might’ve made him stay a little longer, look at me with more than passing interest, spend more than just a fleeting part of his day with me. Anything that might’ve made him care for me like a real husband, like someone who actually loved his wife.But no. I can’t let myself fall back into that labyrinth of false hope and endless what-ifs. Not again.Taking a steadying breath, I force a smile for the doctor, doing my best to seem c