Becky's pov Why would I owe such importance? I was just an assistant CEO, and Mr. Grayson, the actual CEO, was still here. These thoughts kept running through my mind as I tried to figure out where I had heard the word, “anonymous” before. It was so close to the surface of my memory, yet the tension in the air made it impossible to focus.Pretending to stay calm, I walked into the conference hall. The moment I did, my gaze fell on Diana. She didn’t even glance my way or acknowledge my presence. How could she forget all I had done for her? Without me, she would still be an ordinary staff member, far from the position she now held. The betrayal stung deeply. My eyes blinked rapidly as I fought back the tears threatening to fall.It wasn’t just about her disloyalty. Diana’s actions had cost me something much more precious. If not for her, I wouldn’t have lost my relationship with the man I had met at the hotel. That thought weighed heavily on my mind, but I didn’t have time to dwell on
Alexander's POV"Do you mean Becky really did that in front of you?" Arthur asked. I didn’t reply. Repeating it to Arthur felt like reliving the moment, and the thought alone was unbearable."Don’t you think she did it just to upset you?" he added.I couldn’t sit there any longer. I got up and walked out of the living room, then came back without doing anything. I had never felt so humiliated. Arthur’s words gave me something to think about, though, and I was finally able to speak."Maybe... maybe," I said, nodding. I needed to believe it wasn’t as bad as it seemed. The reality of what Becky had done was too painful to face. She had asked me to leave her house, and when I refused, she went over to Grayson and kissed him. My guard had looked like he wanted to react, but I stopped him."Let’s leave," I had said, hiding my anger.It wasn’t just the kiss that hurt. Becky wouldn’t even read the message I had sent to the woman at the hotel, someone I thought about but ultimately pushed asid
Becky’s POV“Pregnant.” That was the first word that escaped my lips as I sat in the car with Alexandra after leaving the doctor’s office. I gripped the steering wheel, my thoughts racing, my mind full of confusion. What was I supposed to do now? A part of me, out of anger, perhaps, wanted to call the man who had put me in this situation. The same man who had ignored my calls and had the audacity to send me a cold and heartless text message.Without thinking, I dialed his number, my fingers trembling. As the phone wanted to start to ring, I changed my mind, my instincts screaming at me to end the call. But it was already too late. The screen flashed the cruel truth, saying ‘blocked.’“He’s blocked me,” I muttered to myself, my chest tightening with a mix of anger and despair. “Am I really going to have this baby without the father even knowing? Or am I opting for an abortion?” I paused and hit the steering this time. “I will never abort!”I stared at my phone, my confusion deepening.
Becky's pov The first time since I left Alexander, I stood powerless. For once, I felt the weight of emotions I had never allowed myself to feel. Watching him, standing before me, stripped of the usual arrogance I had associated with him, I couldn’t hold back my tears. They flowed freely, catching me off guard. This wasn’t just about what I had suffered, it was about everything his twin brother had done that Alexander now bore the brunt of.I realised that this was the Alexander who had melted my heart years ago. The Alexander I had loved so deeply that I walked away from my parents’ business and everything entitled to me. It was for him. Seeing him like this, I felt my resolve weaken. When he told me not to cry, that my tears only hurt him more, I couldn’t stop myself. The dam broke, and I cried harder.Grayson, who had been watching from a close distance, was astounded. His face turned dark with anger as he stepped towards me. Without a word, he grabbed my arm and pulled me aside.
Becky's pov I wanted Alexander to come back into my life, but only to remind him of my worth and show him what he had lost. That was the main reason I left his house. He shouldn’t think that, just because he had managed to stop my wedding with Grayson, I was automatically his. But what now? I paused, my thoughts interrupted by the weight of the truth I was hiding. My pregnancy. I could easily claim it was Alexander’s since we made love together in the beginning when I stepped into his house, but deep down, guilt consumed me. This was a mistake I had made, and he deserved to know the truth.I had just put Alexandra to sleep when I first heard the sound of cars pulling up outside my house. My heart raced. Was Alexander here? It wouldn’t be surprising if he came unannounced. But then, a loud banging on the door shattered the quietness of my house. My pulse quickened. That wasn’t Alexander’s style of knocking, he wouldn’t knock like that, nor would he allow his guards to behave so reckle
Becky’s pov“My dad legally adopted that baby girl?…” Grayson was still halfway through his sentence when Alexander erupted in fury. I had never seen him like this before. His eyes widened, and his jaw tightened as if the very thought of someone challenging him was an insult. His hands, which had been holding me a moment ago, dropped as if I had suddenly burned him.“My baby… adoption? Are you out of your mind? Am I insane to do such a thing? No! It’s you who must be insane. Probably the four walls of a prison cell are what you deserve!”Grayson visibly shrank under the weight of Alexander’s words. He knew the kind of man Alexander was, calm and calculating until his patience ran out. And when it did, the results were always explosive. Without saying a word, Grayson disappeared into the house. Moments later, we could hear his muffled voice as he made a phone call.“Dad, how did you adopt that little baby?” His tone was low, almost as if he feared the answer. It meant that they too had
Katherine’s POVFive days after my 18th birthday, I got the best gift of my life. My uncle broke his leg. I know, it makes me sound like a total asshole. I’m not happy he got hurt, of course. But I am happy my parents decided to leave for a week to go help him. Even better? They don’t trust me to stay home alone yet. So, they asked Bryant to watch over me. And guess what? He said yes.Bryant, my dad’s best friend, is single, for now. He’s practically family, but not quite. He’s been in my life for as long as I can remember. He was there for every scraped knee, every bad day, every school project I needed help with. He’s always been my protector, my rock. But over the past few years, things have changed or will I say I have changed? The truth is, I started having feelings for him.It started when I began noticing things about him that I hadn’t before. Like the way his black hair shines in the sun or how those piercing blue eyes of his seem to see right through me. Or the dimple in his
Bryant’s pov I'm not sure how I was supposed to survive the week with Kathrine acting like that. When Samson invited me to his house to look after his daughter, I had a feeling it wasn't the best plan. I should have declined, maybe come up with some excuse, but the chance to spend so much time alone with Kathrine was too tempting. I agreed, and now here I was in my best friend's bedroom, desperately trying to distance myself from my attraction to his daughter so I could head downstairs. I had never thought of Kathrine inappropriately until recently, but now my mind was filled with those thoughts. I couldn’t escape the images of us together—her beautiful lips, the way my body craved hers. It was driving me to distraction. I had always cared for her and wanted to protect her, but my feelings had intensified to an overwhelming possessiveness that surprised me. Still, I knew it could never happen; she was my best friend's daughter, and that made her off-limits. I had to learn to live wi
Kathrine’s povThey say all good things come to an end. I already had a sense of what was waiting for me at home, judging by the flood of messages I got while my phone was on silent last night and this morning. All I could hope for was that Noah and Henry wouldn’t be around to see the awkward and embarrassing scene that was about to unfold.Part of me wished my mother had gone to church, giving me the chance to slip into the house unnoticed. But when I saw both her car and the professor's still in the garage, I knew luck wasn’t on my side today.I stepped out of the car, stretched my stiff muscles, and braced myself before following Noah into the house. He carried my gym bag while Henry held the packages from the hotel. As we opened the back door, I saw my mother sitting in the living room. She wore a modest dress with a wide collar and a skirt that fell halfway down her calves. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun, and she wasn’t wearing any makeup, making her look older than usual.
Henry’s povI didn’t want things to feel weird between Kathrine and me the next morning. Not while we were still at the hotel.I woke up early, wrapped up in Kathrine's legs, her hair spilling over the pillow. It was still dark outside, but I knew she’d wake up as soon as the sun peeked over the horizon. For a moment, I just lay there, watching her, amazed at how someone like her had ended up here, with me.Carefully, I slid out of bed, not wanting to disturb her warmth, but I had plans before she woke. She wasn’t usually one for big breakfasts, but last night had been... eventful. If she wasn’t hungry, I definitely was, so nothing would go to waste.I rang the concierge, who sounded half-asleep, and arranged a little surprise. Then, I tidied up the suite, making sure everything looked just right. Once I was satisfied, I settled onto the small couch and waited.Just as I expected, I soon heard soft movements from the bedroom. It couldn’t be Noah, too early, too quiet. I heard the bath
Noah's POV:“Hey, Noah, a little help?” Henry’s voice broke through the quiet, strained and impatient. “The water’s turning into ice here.”I moved quickly, snatching a towel from the vanity before scooping Kathrine into my arms. She felt light, almost weightless, her body limp but still warm. For a second, I worried she’d completely blacked out, but then she let out a faint murmur and nestled her face into the crook of my neck. I left Henry to deal with the tub, trusting him to drain it and clean up the mess, while I carried Kathrine to the bed. She was my priority now, my responsibility.Laying her down gently, I began to dry her off, the towel moving in slow, careful strokes. She stirred slightly, her lips parting as she mumbled something incoherent. Her hands fumbled weakly for the comforter, trying to pull it over herself. I couldn’t help but smile as I continued to towel her hair, which clung to her skin in damp strands. Her body was a canvas of faint marks, love bites on her ne
Kathrine's povI was incredibly sore, to the point where walking seemed impossible. My body had never experienced anything like that before. Slipping into the hot water was pure bliss, and the jets massaging my muscles? Incredible. But when I opened my eyes and looked at Henry, a different kind of ache filled me. His physique was unlike Noah's, taller, slimmer, and with more hair on his chest.I never thought I’d find body hair attractive, but... I liked the way it felt under my fingertips. It was so tempting that I moved closer, sliding over his legs to get near him. Reflecting on our time together so far, it felt like Noah and I had been the focus, while Henry had been overlooked.No one had touched him yet. That didn’t seem fair.My Henry, always so giving, so reserved, so disciplined. Now, all I wanted was to break through that control. For some reason, the thought of pushing his limits thrilled me.My soreness faded as the warm, swirling water worked its magic. "Henry?" I placed
Henry’s PovSeeing Kathrine like that was the most stunning thing I’d ever experienced. It wasn’t just about the physical part, it felt bigger, more meaningful, like it reached a part of me I didn’t even know was there. I won’t lie, I felt a little jealous that Noah was the one to be with her first, even though we’d planned it that way. Noah is calmer and softer than I am, and we wanted her first time to be so good that she’d want to keep going. I didn’t mind sitting back and watching, though. Well, not too much. I barely noticed Noah, my eyes were locked on Kathrine, watching every move, every reaction, every little sound she made. When she started asking for more intensity, I almost couldn’t hold myself together. If she liked it a little wild, then I knew she could handle me. But I could tell she wasn’t ready for me tonight, not after what Noah had just done. I’d have to wait my turn. I was also really proud of her for using her safe word when Noah did something she didn’t lik
Kathrine’s PovHenry and Noah awakened a part of me I didn’t even know was there. Who was this bold, teasing version of myself? Yet, slipping into that role felt as natural as breathing whenever things turned intimate between us. Pushing their buttons, especially Henry’s, gave me a thrill I couldn’t resist.“So, who’s going to take this off me?” I asked, my voice low and teasing, my hands gliding down my body as I held Henry’s gaze. He was the one in charge, the alpha. I thought stripping him of his clothes might have dimmed some of his power, but he still sat there like a king, composed, unshakable. My skin prickled as his eyes roamed over me.“Noah,” Henry said, a slow, confident smile spreading across his face. “You’ll undress her, but not with your hands. Use your teeth.”Noah’s eyes sparkled with excitement. He moved onto the bed, hovering above me on all fours, his body enclosing mine. He leaned down, catching the thin strap of my top between his teeth and tugging it off one
Kathrine's POVMy heart pounded as my gaze darted between Henry, Noah, and the delicate pendant in his hand. A lump formed in my throat.I had never thought about anyone else outside the two of them. Why would I? Henry and Noah were already more than enough. Polyamory meant multiple lovers, sure, I understood that in theory. But in my world, it was just them. Just us. I already had my hands full. So why would I ever look elsewhere?But then, was I ready for a real, committed relationship? I had told myself this was supposed to be light, fun, just an experiment. No strings, no deep emotions, no heartbreak. That way, when these two playboys inevitably moved on, I wouldn’t be left shattered.I should have said no to the necklace. I should have laughed it off, made a joke, or even called for a timeout. But I didn’t. Instead, I stood up, my hands trembling as I brushed aside the paper wrappings. I didn’t say a word. My body moved on instinct as I turned my back to Noah, knelt before him, an
Kathrine’s POVThe Grand was a fancy hotel on top of the mountain, mostly for rich skiers and socialites from out of town. It looked like a giant Swiss chalet, but with a ballroom, a conference center, and five floors. Everyone knew about it, but locals hardly ever went there because it was too expensive. I didn’t even want to ask how much Henry had paid for a room for the night.As we walked into the lobby, it felt like stepping into another world. A huge stone fireplace sat in the middle, though it wasn’t lit. Cozy chairs were arranged around it, and I could almost imagine coming back from skiing and warming up by the fire. To one side, there was a bar and a restaurant, and a grand staircase leading up. Henry went to the front desk, signed some papers, and got the key.“All set,” he said with a smile before leading me, not to the stairs, but to an elevator. That meant our room was on a higher floor. When we got in, Henry pressed the top button. It wasn’t numbered, just marked with a
Noah’s povI was sitting in my truck outside the Tokyo House restaurant, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel, feeling restless. The sky had an unusual orange glow as dark storm clouds began to cover the setting sun. The air felt thick, like rain was about to fall any moment, and I could sense the shift in the weather. I hoped Henry and Kathrine would arrive before the downpour started. Thankfully, I had thought to bring an umbrella, just in case.I glanced at my phone again, but there were still no messages from either of them.Just as the first heavy raindrops began to hit my windshield, I noticed the Impala pulling into the gravel parking lot. I quickly grabbed my umbrella and hurried over to hold it above the passenger door for Kathrine as she got out.She stepped out carefully, offering a small smile, though it seemed a bit forced. "Oh, Noah! Hi," she said.I wanted to kiss her, but something about the way she carried herself made me hesitate. I glanced at Henry over the car