Third POV I could not believe my own eyes. I was standing hidden behind the tree, watching the construction site. My fists were balling; my nails left a painful mark on my skin. How was it even possible? The work was going at full speed and looked like it would be done any day now. Since I could not endure it anymore, I jumped into my car and drove off. The whole plan was falling into pieces. My entire plan that was supposed to be a masterpiece. I took all precautions to ensure Millicent would fail on this task. She was going to face an ultimate disaster. I made sure she would have no materials to start work. I have convinced her father to decline her request for workers. Millicent should be crawling back to ask, begging for help. Which we would gracefully offer her in exchange for her profit share. She would end up penniless and humiliated. And yet, there she was, handling it all perfectly. I could not imagine how she managed to get the material or the building crew. I
Millie's POV ***Warning***Sex scene.*** I stretched myself on the bed. Alex kept his word and left me exhausted. My body was sore, but it was all worth the pleasure I felt last night. I should be at work right now, but I could not find the strength to do it. Brian would have to take care of everything alone today. I closed my eyes, replaying the last events in my head. The night was more than passionate. It was wild. Alex carried me princess-style to our bedroom and placed me gently on the bed. His eyes were dark, almost scary, but that only made me want him more. I rubbed his neck while his fingers swiftly moved under my shirt. My skin burned from the contact, and I pulled him closer. Alex's fingers traced my bra, making my nippl*s hard instantly. He circled his thumb around them, teasing them through the thin fabric. A moan escaped my lips. It was filled with pleasure and annoyance at the same time. Alex chuckled, realising how impatient I was, and pulled off my sh
Alexander's POV " You can't be serious," John gave me a doubtful look. " No one is that dumb." " Are you sure about that?" I asked, raising my brow. Then I turned the screen of my laptop and showed him the video Brian sent me not long ago. John sat on the chair when he noticed Green's smiley face. " I take it back," my friend mumbled, and I could not help but giggle upon seeing his face. " Any idea why would he do this?" " I have been thinking about that for a while now," I shrugged my arms and leaned back in my seat. " I guess they want Millie to give up. They tried that from the beginning. That looks like a last, desperate attempt." " Are they aware that the project is almost over? Only the earthquake could destroy it now," John looked at me, trying to process what he had just seen. " I would like to find out what they know and how they will play that. Can you arrange the meeting with Green and Millie's father?" I looked at John and gave him a mischievous grin. My f
Millie's POV " Is this really for me?" I asked Alex in disbelief. It was a lazy Saturday morning, and we were still in bed when he placed a small box on the sheet. " Yea...," he replied absent-mindedly, too busy playing with my hair. " It is stunning," I squealed, opening the box and revealing the beautiful brooch. It had a deep red stone in the centre surrounded by a dozen smaller stones. Between them, delicate golden leaves were visible. " I can not accept it," I said, closing the box with a heavy heart. " Why?" Alex looked at me, shocked. " Because you should not spend money on such things." It was obvious that this piece of jewellery cost a fortune. Even with the money from the project, I would never allow myself to buy something so extravagant. " You should not bother yourself." Alex glanced at me, and I noticed a flash of embarrassment. " Those stones are not real. Maybe one day I will buy you the real one, but those are fake." " You know I don't need that," I said, openi
Third-party POVMy father and Mark closed themselves in the office an hour ago. I could feel something was wrong, but none of them was willing to share more details—not that I cared. It was my birthday, and I had to focus on the plan I had worked on for the last few days. Their problems were irrelevant to me right now. " Honey, you look stunning, " my mother said, entering the living room. " You too, Mom," I replied, glancing at her. My mother was always an attractive woman. Even her age did not ruin her figure, and her skin was still smooth like silk, with no trace of wrinkles. Of course, it was easy to take care of herself now when she had all my stepfather's money to use. " I can't believe you are already four months pregnant. Good genes run in our family."I smiled gently at those words and adjusted my tight silver dress, ensuring my little surprise remained well hidden and intact. If everything goes according to plan, this tiny thing will play a crucial role this evening. " W
Millie's POV I felt like I was in a dream, watching Sandra falling down the stairs, almost as if it was replayed in slow motion. My eyes were wide open in shock while my brain tried to process what happened a moment ago. Sandra was right; I should have stayed away from them. Coming here was a bad idea, but even in my worst nightmare, I could not expect such a turn of events. " Sandra!!!" Deborah's deafening scream brought me back to reality. She was running through the hall with her eyes fixed on her daughter. I still could not make a move, frozen in place. Everything seemed surreal. " Baby, wake up. Say something." Deborah fell to her knees next to unconscious Sandra. Mark and my father joined her seconds later. None of them looked in my direction, but I was sure that would change soon. " Sandra, my baby, please wake up," Deborah's voice reached my ears. It was filled with concern. My step-sister moved on the floor and let out a painful groan. I guessed she tried t
Aleksander's POVI was on cloud nine. I was in love, and the woman I chose loved me back. My body and mind were buzzing with excitement, and I could not find myself a place in the apartment that seemed so small right now. Since there was nothing better to do, I grabbed my back and headed to the gym. I had to release some steam as I felt my body could explode from the happiness. There was only one thing bothering me. I had to tell Millie the truth about who I was. If we were to build our future together, I could not keep her in the dark anymore. I hoped she would understand why I kept my identity secret. When she would come back from a party, I would take her for dinner at La Rosa, the restaurant my mother mentioned a while ago. Then, I would confess everything. My body was trembling from excitement and nervousness at the same time.I spent a few hours at the gym before heading home. There was no message from Millie, which was a good sign. Maybe her family understood their mistakes?
Aleksander's POVI watched Adam sit in his chair, pressing his palms against his temples. In the meantime, I sent a message to John, letting him know where to find me. Moments later, my friend entered the office, with Gabrielle following him closely. " Should I ask who those people are?" Adam looked at me questioningly, so I introduced my companions to him. He waved his hand dismissively and focused back on me. " So you got married? And your wife is now a suspect in the case?"I confirmed his words with a slight nod, and Adam continued. " And you are telling me that she is innocent?" Another nod. " This woman tried to kill her sister, pushing her down the stairs. I have witnesses who confirmed that. I had blood stain on the floor. "I heard Gabrielle and John gasping in unison. This has to be a shock for them as well. " My wife is innocent. I am sure her family stands behind that. It would not be the first time, " I said, running my hand through my hair. " Millie wouldn't do it. Y
Chapter one. Margot's POV I woke up with a slight groan. My head was killing me. I pressed my palm to my throbbing temples, hoping that would ease the pain and help with nausea. The room was dark, but I could swear it was spinning. This night out was a bad idea. I should have never agreed to that. Unfortunately, it was impossible to say 'no' to Nicole, my best friend. She could be very persistent when she wanted. ‘ Focus your eyes on something familiar’, I have instructed myself, trying to return to reality. I blinked my eyes a few times since my vision was blurry. Slowly, furniture shapes became clearer, and panic rose in my chest. Nothing looked familiar here. I was in a room I had never seen before. ‘ Don't panic. There has to be an explanation,’ I thought, but then I realised how outdated this advice was since my heart was already thundering in my chest. I took a deep breath to calm down. I have checked myself. My body was naked, but there were no ropes or tapes. Tha
Millie's POV Two months later " Is it him? Is this my nephew?" Sandra asked with excitement when I showed her a photo. " He is so cute!" I smiled gently. We were sitting in the visitation room. It was my second visit this month. At first, I had no idea how we were going to talk to each other after everything, but now, we have built a thin, still unstable, but present connection. " They moved mother to the other jail. They did not tell me where," Sandra looked at me seriously. " I am sorry," I mumbled, unsure what else I could say, but my step-sister surprised me by saying: " I am not." I raised my brow, hoping she would elaborate. " I feel free for once, considering all that," Sandra pointed to her surroundings. " I am no longer suffocated with her scheming. I am going on therapy, trying to figure out what I want to do, who I want to be when I leave." " And do you know?" I asked gently. It was so different, so new to talk to Sandra like that. Our conversation for t
Third-party POV" Mary, Mary, Mary," I sighed heavily, " I honestly thought I would not see you again, and yet, there you are." " You requested my presence, so I do not understand this disappointment in your voice," Mary Lousie leaned back in the chair I had offered. " I ordered my people to bring you here. That is not much of a request, don't you think?" I have never liked her arrogance. Maria Louise Ortis started her journey by breaking the law quite early, as she was only seventeen when I met her. She was one of those who called themselves ' young guns', but for me, it was nothing more than a pathetic attempt to be seen and respected. I had no idea why she chose that path, but she became a regular, getting back in jail for more or less serious crimes. Unfortunately, last time, she was very unlucky. She got herself into a brawl, and her opponent died from the wounds. He had a health condition that caused heart troubles, but one way or another, Mary helped him to get to the other
Millie's POV" Sandra?" I asked in utter disbelief. Was this nightmare to end one day? Everything was slowly getting in place; now, I had to face my past again. My knees wobbled, and I sat on the curb. " What do you want?" I muster to ask. " Millie, I need to tell you something, and you need to listen to me, please, " Sandra's voice was the opposite of what I remembered. It sounded the same, but the tone was completely different. " How did you get my number?" My voice was ice-cold. Sandra and Deborah should be locked in the cells. I could not imagine what my stepsister did to make this call. I saw the lights in a distance, and relief washed over me. Alex was close, and I did not have to face it alone. He stopped the car, and I mustered to get back on my feet. When I sat in my seat, my husband looked at me with concern, but I just shook my head and put the call on a speaker. " Does it matter right now? I have something important to tell you, so please listen to me," Sandra pleade
Third-party POV " So, how is it going to be?" I glanced at the woman before me. Mary Louise, or Fat Mary, as I liked to call her, was a strange persona, but she acted like a queen here in jail, constantly bragging about her connections in the outside world. I found an excellent opportunity to call her out on her bluffs. Fat Mary laughed as if I told her an amusing joke. I leaned back on my chair, waiting for her laughter to die down. I watched her show with a cool indifference. " You are here for a few months, and you act like you own the place," Mary looked at me with her brows knitted. " You even dared to ask me to meet you." "A couple of times, if my memory serves me right," I replied, unfazed by her acting. " My people told me you had an offer," Fat Mary crossed her arms on her chest, and I almost chuckled upon hearing how he put an accent on ' my people.' " They were right," I said calmly. " So, I am here. What do you bring to the table?" I took a deep brea
Millie's POVI stretched myself on the bed and glanced at Alex, who was still peacefully sleeping. It has been two weeks since we renewed our vows, and my life looked like a dream. Firstly, my husband convinced me to change our apartment to something more suitable for a family. " Parker is growing; soon, he will need more space," he pleaded, arguing, and I could not disagree with him. " But I love this place. Here, I can be myself, Millie, not the wife of big, scary tycoon Alexander Foster," I replied, wrapping my arms around him and kissing his neck. " And I thought you liked being married to me," Alex pouted, and I giggled, looking at him. " You know what I mean. Life was easier back then when you were, well... you." " I am... still me, but this man has to take care of his family," Alex mocked me, pointing to his chest. " I am no longer an old teenager, hiding here to experience some normal life away from my family surname." " I get it," I exhaled, hanging my head low. I unde
Third-party POVMy eyes widened, and my jaw clenched as I looked at the newspaper in my hand. The massive title on the first page felt like a stab as I read it repeatedly. "The heir of the biggest company is out of the market." The bright, red letters looked almost as if they were on fire.I have found the page where the article continued. It was filled with smaller photos, and my rage grew as I looked at them, trying to follow the text. " Alexander Foster, heir of the Foster Inc., finally found happiness. Last week, he married a young woman, and the wedding became an event of the year. The ceremony was an official celebration as the couple married almost a year earlier and greeted their first child a few months ago. The wealthiest people in town were invited to the party, which lasted the whole night. Everyone who means something in the business world congratulated the newlyweds." In the rest of the article, some guests were mentioned by their names; indeed, it was the cream of so
Millie's POV I touched the delicate flowers placed almost everywhere, filling the air with its intoxicating scent. I was thinking about the last four months. Handling the newborn baby and planning the wedding caused a lot of chaos in my life. Luckily, Gloria, Alex's mother, offered to take charge of the wedding, and I was entirely grateful for that. I had nothing to worry about, knowing she had an excellent taste. In her capable hands, this wedding would be nothing but perfect. And I was not wrong as I glanced at all the details she had carefully chosen. If Gloria had ever started the wedding planning business, I am sure she would have been successful. I smiled to myself. All of that was crazy if anyone would ask me. I loved Alex, and we were already married, but I could not refuse his wish. Even if that meant being at the centre of attention. Our wedding would be filled with people I had never seen before, but as long as Alex was by my side, I had nothing to worry about.
Alexander's POVI looked at my wife and bit my lips when she squeezed my hand with full force. The labour lasted for the last couple of hours, and she was already exhausted, and there was no chance for all of that to be over soon. Nurses and midwives were coming and going while my brave Millie fought with contractions. All I could do was to be with her and support her the best I could, even if that meant enduring her cursing and insults. " It is all your fault," Millie hissed through her teeth, and her face twisted in pain—another contraction. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her hospital gown was permanently stuck to her body. I wish I could take the pain away, but that was impossible, so let her take all the frustration on me. Like any good husband should. " I hate you. Why you couldn't be more careful?" Millie spoke again, but I was unfazed by her words. She was in a lot of pain that did not want to go away. " I will not let you get close to me again."" I know," I replied,