Bella's POV "Boss, we are here," Lucifer forwarded his hand towards me for me to get down from the helicopter. Placing my hand on his palm, I got off and saw a woman with a five year old boy approaching us from a distance. She was redhead blonde with piercing green eyes, matching perfectly with her dangerous beauty. The baby boy had the same eyes like her but jet black hair. When she was finally in front of me, she scanned him from head to toe before cursing out,"Bitch, so you finally got time to remember me? I thought you were dead or something!" Oops, she's the same as she was in the past. Outspoken and blunt which might hurt and kill the light-hearted bastards. Forming a smile on my depressed face I replied,"Your tone hasn't changed. Do you want your son to learn curses?" "Gosh, I forgot Rowan is with me," she reacted, pulling her hair and then pointed at Lucifer. "Hey servant, take my son inside the mansion. I have got important questions for your master." Lucifer looked aro
Bella's POV "John is on his secret mission, I doubt if he has heard about your husband's death," Helene answered in a thoughtful tone. "And even if he knows, rest assured because I'll take care of him.""How?" I was confused and curious at the same time, because for me taking care means silencing the victims or better killing them off. Helene rolled her eyes at me,"girl stop thinking about weird ideas. I mean I'll make him understand and he respects your dad." "And by respect I mean, he literally is connected with your father, chairman Austin. And I think John was also a very good childhood friend with your late brother, Olivier.""Seriously?" I gasped in shock, because I knew that my brother had a very introverted personality and he rarely made friends with anyone. Maybe that was true since those stories were narrated by my mother. "Yes, John used to mention Olivier and Uncle Austin many times in the past. Don't know he stopped talking about Olivier a few months ago," Helene said
Bella's POV "But you might get hurt," Lucifer resisted and I fully understood his intentions. Was he purposely trying to take advantage of my situation? Does he want himself to look a man in my eyes and want me to accept him? Anger filled in my eyes as I scolded him,"Enough. Get out and call the maids."He hesitated for a moment before shouting at me," Boss, you are being too serious!!" I was surprised to see him raising his voice in front of me. And before I could say anything he leaned close to my face and with a grin playing on his face he whispered,"Do you want me to narrate your dirty works to everyone? To your friend who considers you as a pure soul?''"Lucifer... You–" "Stop acting like you are my boss or master. I don't remember working for an emotionally frustrated woman who keeps crying about her dead husband!" He taunted me and choking my jaws in his hand he sarcastically commented,"it's not like I haven't seen you without clothes. What are you embarrassed about? You ar
Bella's POV As soon as I asked him, he decided to step back and shake his head in 'no.' I felt offended for some reason because I definitely remember blonde hair and his blue eyes... Not sure about his face design though. Oh , now I have started sounding like an artist who describes faces in a very peculiar way."Oh, that distracted me," I scolded myself for zoning out in the middle of serious talk, pregnancy things. I looked at the bodyguard, and oh my god my neck hurts. 'Just why are men so tall, are they tree or something?' I thought to myself before resisting,"But I remember seeing you there. Are you lying to me? Should I report you to your Lieutenant General?" "OK, fine," he sighed in the end. "I mistakenly entered inside your resting room but I left as soon as I realised Lieutenant General was not there.""Hmm." I nodded and didn't ask any further. It might be my imagination, otherwise why would a bodyguard sit next to me in the hospital room and hold my hand in his. And fro
Bella's POV Saint and Mistake panicked, Mistake quickly called the doctor and asked them to immediately arrive at the villa. While Saint squatted down and politely asked,"Excuse me, Miss Bella." I was in so much pain that I didn't ever notice what he was saying. Then I saw myself in his arms and he carried me to the guest bedroom. I lowered my face in embarrassment, because my water broke. I was literally wet down there. 'Sorry my baby, your momma is a very awkward woman,' I said to myself, clenching my jaws in pain. Saint kicked the door of the room and made me lie on the bed. The doctors and nurses arrived with full set-up kits. They quickly got back to their work and soon my bedroom became a ward of the hospital. The doctor then asked for my hands to be tied against the bed which scared the shit out of me. I looked for someone, someone who could stay with me in such a serious situation. I looked at Saint and asked,"Did you inform Helene?" "Yes. However she is in Hawaii for a
Bella's POV "What? What did you just say?" I repeated, my voice filled with rage. "I said you should not waste your life," Robert replied, taking steps towards me. I instinctively took a step back, until I was left with nowhere to go except get stuck against the wall. " Your husband is dead and I heard that your father is planning on assassinating you." He tapped lightly on my parted lips and then titling my chin up, he said,"You might be wondering if I'm sent by your father or other guys of your assassination guild! Worry not, I arrived here without their knowledge." I kept quiet, mentally crossing myself if he was saying the truth or lying through his teeth. Seeing me quiet he repeated,"I found out about your whereabouts from your father secretly. And making some excuse, I found the opportunity to leave." "What about the trails? I know very well that the remaining members of my guild would have followed–''"I killed them all," the psychopath guy boldly answered, giving me a pan
BELLA."It's Sergent Major Olivier Sharapova," the man introduced himself. “But my last name is fake. It's Dior, which I don't use because it will reveal my identity.” I gasped in realisation, the man who John introduced as Saint was actually Olivier…her brother? The brother who everyone believed to be dead, was actually alive. I wanted to run to him and hug him…however the condition I was in was embarrassing. Turning my face away I mumbled,"B-Brother… I missed you." "I know," his voice was gentle and held the emotional bond. He then takes off his jacket and wraps it around my upper naked body. I covered myself and crawled out from psychopath Robert's clutch. Robert who was taken aback by hearing Oliver's name… My brother glanced at Robert as he removed his mask from his mouth and revealed his face. My eyes turned teary to see my brother alive and fit again… but with this surprise I remembered that I assassinated Caspar for revenge. I wanted everything to finish quickly so th
BELLA.Olivier's eyes looked at me with sadness and remorse, I could truly sense it. My brother was always a rebellious man, and never obeyed dad's orders and when dad forced his authority on him, he left the house. Hence proving that nobody can order him around. The only person my brother cared about was me. I still remember when I turned 5 years old, he visited me secretly and gave me jewels of diamonds, rubies, emeralds and whatnot that could be associated with luxury. His dangerously handsome face printed in my mind, I never forget him ever since. The only person who spoiled me when I was just toddler and I blame him for my love for materialistic value. "Brother, how old are you now?" I subconsciously asked him an awkward question which he laughed at and replied."I'm 37 years old now, and no I'm not married, I have no lovers and not even interested in one."My sadness disappeared into a smile. I teased him,"You are telling me to believe a mature man who is gifted with beauty i
BELLA."What do you mean?" I crawled backwards, making a visible distance from him. "I'm not going anywhere, I need to go back to Saint Petersburg. My flight is already booked, so tell your so-called boss I have no fucking time."Saying that I got up from the floor and started to walk out when suddenly Alex grabbed my right wrist and dragged me inside. Tossing me on the floor, he casually shrugs off his shoulders and scratches his head with the tip of the gun."I think you are misinterpreting my words, Miss Bella." "What do you mean?" I knitted my eyebrows in seriousness, but I was tripsy and barely holding myself together. "Alex, you better take care of the mess you created," I said pointing at the dead bodies of John and his bodyguards. To which Alex laughed. Taking steps towards me, he kicked the bodies out of his way. "That's not the problem here, but if you refuse to go with me then it could become a problem…""I will call the cops and say you were the one to shoot them dead. A
BELLA.At 12:30 am, Random nightclub, New York City."Miss, you should stop drinking, I suggest," Vincent advised me with a look of concern when I asked the bartender for another whiskey bottle. I turned back to look at Vincent with my swollen eyes and smiled at him."Do not worry, Vincent. Few bottles of whiskey ain't going to make me drunk. I have higher alcohol tolerance than you might think." "Miss, still it's not okay. We should be leaving for Saint Petersburg before reporters find you," Vincent insisted with concerned expressions. The scene which was caused by me at Caspar's wedding had started appearing on social media. Like a forest fire, it was spreading on every news channel and I might soon be surrounded by the reporters. But I was unbothered, I can endure it. What was troubling was the behaviour of Caspar! How could he ignore me after pushing me down and caring about that fake bitch? Is he really in love with her now? All men are the same! Caspar is no exception, he als
BELLA. "No. Please don't say like that," I panicked seeing the pain in his eyes, I felt my heart ache in his pain. "I-I love you, Caspar. I have always loved you, after marrying you there has never been a man who made my heart flutter other than you. You are the light of my messed up world… you–""Bella!" He thundered as he called my name in order. Glaring at me, he retorted,"Lies. All you say is lies. Do you think I'm blind? I have seen you making out with your male nanny Lucas even after our marriage." "I can… I can explain to you…""I do not want your damn explanation which is nothing just a bunch of made-up excuses to prove yourself innocent," he scoffed as if he gave no fuck about my damn words and proceeded to scold me further. "I can still imagine you riding on his fucking dick even after I killed him with my very own hands. Was your male nanny that attractive to you, huh? You forgot about me!" Oh no, Caspar isn't willing to understand my situation. That time I wasn't aware
BELLA. "Bella, I can't imagine you were so stupid enough to take your life," My brother, Olivier started nagging at me again. "What would have happened if Vincent hadn't informed me about your behaviour!" I lowered my head and just kept nodding, I was still not over the shock. That night I was so emotionally occupied that I didn't even hesitate to take my own life. Thankfully Olivier arrived and I fell right into his arms otherwise I would have ended up with broken limbs or maybe dead. I was blinded in jealousy and thought taking my life would bring Caspar back. The fool I was! I even neglected my daughter. "Bella, why are you quiet? I'm expecting an answer," Olivier gets up from the sofa and walks towards me. Standing tall, in front of where I was seated, he asked,"Vincent, what made her so anxious. Is there anything I'm not able to provide to my little sister?" I immediately looked up at him and denied. "Brother, I'm completely fine. I lack nothing, however I was not myself for
CASPAR."B-Boss,"Alex stuttered as his eyes saw the sight of what I was witnessing. "I-I do not have any idea about this." "That's because Sharapova family is very mysterious family. Nobody has ever extracted all the information on them," Zion interrupted as he watched Bella with child and another man. "They're liquor tycoon family so they have connection with underworld as well as army. And the strange fact about them is, they have no enemies, no competitors in business."I turned back to Zion and gave me a surprised look. "Is Sharapova family the oldest family in Saint Petersburg?""No. No, they are around for 20+ years, that's what amazes anyone." I was surprised but soon I saw that man hugging Bella. My blood boiled as I clenched my fists and got inside the car. "Zion got inside, we are not staying in the villa. Book my flight to New York, I'm returning." Shocked, Alex leaned close to the car's window and asked,"What about the invitation card? Weren't you planning on inviting M
CASPAR."B-Bella…," I couldn't even hear my voice, I was numb and shocked. Fear of losing her made me feel like a stranger in darkness, not knowing or understanding what to do next. My hands started shaking as my brain went blank, my heart raced repeatedly as if it would stop any time soon. Trembling voice called her name again,"Bella… Can you hear me?"DEAD SILENCE I received no response other than silence and sounds of heavy rain. I fell on my knees and dropped the phone on the floor, I covered my face and regretted it. Folding my lips in, I suppressed my tears and emotions. Isn't that what I wanted? I wanted her dead because she betrayed and attempted to kill me! Why am I feeling so dead despite being alive? What's wrong with me? I questioned my actions, I tried to calm down however my heart was not willing to stop any time soon. My head was heavy and I was continuously seeing Bella's body covered in blood. "No. No. She's not allowed to kill herself! I must be the one to bless
BELLA."What?" I heard Caspar's angry growl, he was definitely cursing me for being so shameless. "Do you no longer value your life? You are fucking inviting me to kill you?" "Understand whatever you want, I-I just wish to meet you once…please."I was disrespecting my dignity and begging him for one glance. I must have lost my mind for sure. I was shocked when I heard Caspar's laughter, it sounded like he was having fun listening to my pleading. And as desperate I was, I continued begging him. I don't know what I was even expecting from him…"Bella, don't be so impatient. I'll soon meet you with my wife," he chuckled, hitting the nail in my heart. "You don't have to beg me, I'll make sure to invite you to my wedding with Nancy." My last string of hope snapped and I became sure that he did not care for me anymore. He was blinded by her, the other woman who was not me. "Caspar," I screamed at the top of my lungs, losing my temper. "Caspar, you can't do this to me… you can't marry the
BELLA.My hands started shaking in horror, I quickly changed the channel. Searching for any news channel reporting about Caspar being alive and my thought came true. The remote fell down from my hand as I slapped my mouth in fear and shock. "H-How could he be alive? I-I remember his heart beat stopped after he collapsed in my arms…"My body started turning cold as the spark of life left me and fear haunted me. I refused to believe the news of only one channel. Grabbing the remote from the floor, I anxiously kept changing the channels and everywhere was the same news broadcasting.My body turned numb, I imagined my end was near. Falling on my knees, I watched the anchor talking about Caspar and showing his pictures. My eyes widened in shock when I saw Caspar attending the video interview with the news anchor. "Mr Caspar Mcadam, it's good to see you recovering from the coma," the anchor said and extended her well wishing him. 'Coma?'I repeated under my breath, so all this time he was
BELLA.Olivier's eyes looked at me with sadness and remorse, I could truly sense it. My brother was always a rebellious man, and never obeyed dad's orders and when dad forced his authority on him, he left the house. Hence proving that nobody can order him around. The only person my brother cared about was me. I still remember when I turned 5 years old, he visited me secretly and gave me jewels of diamonds, rubies, emeralds and whatnot that could be associated with luxury. His dangerously handsome face printed in my mind, I never forget him ever since. The only person who spoiled me when I was just toddler and I blame him for my love for materialistic value. "Brother, how old are you now?" I subconsciously asked him an awkward question which he laughed at and replied."I'm 37 years old now, and no I'm not married, I have no lovers and not even interested in one."My sadness disappeared into a smile. I teased him,"You are telling me to believe a mature man who is gifted with beauty i