Alexander's POV We travelled back home in complete silence. I could feel that Millie was fuming, as from time to time, her brows furrowed as if has some inside conversation. She apologised for her step-family behaviour during the dinner, and we rebuilt the pleasant atmosphere. I would not be myself if I didn't ask my father how he got those two women escorted out. He winked at me and told me he was now the restaurant's owner. It looks like other companies pestered the original owner to sell the place since they had a better plan for it. When my father bought the place, no one dared to visit him. He was the place's owner, just on the paper, while the old one still cared for everything. Their only agreement was to keep our table empty whenever we wanted to visit. When I asked why he did it, he replied that the sentiment caused it. I had no reason to argue with his logic, so I dropped the subject. Now, I was more concerned about Millie. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts
Millie's POV " Are you serious?" I asked Dave while looking at the blueprint in front of me. " How on earth is this project worth five million?" Dave, my right hand from when I worked for my family, shrugged his arms. " You can check it yourself." I checked, not once or twice, but three times already, and something was not adding up. I was looking at the project of two warehouses, and there was no way anyone would pay five million for this job. Three million would be more than enough, even if I decide to add some gold to it. " It looks more than strange. Why are they willing to pay so much for it," I said more to myself than Dave, but he answered me anyway. " Should we really worry about that?" He gave me a confused glance. " I think we should be jumping in joy." Well, in normal circumstances, I probably would, but it looked too good to be true here. I shook my head slowly. Dave was right; I had to accept the reality, at least for now. " We have to make sure
Alexander's POV Filled with amazement, I listened to Millie explain every step of the project. With her cheeks flushed, she showed me materials that were supposed to be used in construction. I have never seen anyone so demoted to its work. This girl could talk about it for hours, and I listened to her with pleasure. It was pretty hard to pretend I was utterly ignorant, asking many questions about some particular parts of the project, but she was more than happy to answer every aspect. Thanks to that, I figured out that this woman had incredible knowledge. " I made a list of materials needed for this project. My coworker will order them tomorrow. I made sure to choose the best quality. Our customer agreed to a ridiculously high price for this project, and I am going to ensure they will receive the best product. " I almost chuckled upon hearing this comment, but I bit my tongue. Millie had no idea why this project was so expensive, and I was not going to tell her the truth. S
Millie's POV The next day was hectic. Alex convinced me to let his mother arrange everything as she would be thrilled to do it, and I agreed happily. I could not imagine planning anything on such short notice, and honestly, such events were not my cup of tea. The only thing I had to do was choose my wedding dress. Since our ceremony was private and really small, I did not look for anything fancy. Besides, again, that was also not my cup of tea. I know some women had planned their weddings since they were toddlers, but I was not one of them. Now, I was standing in the middle of the dress shop, watching myself in the mirror. I chose a knee-length dress with short sleeves and tiny pearls on the skirt. It was simple yet elegant, perfect for the occasion. It did not need alterations, as it looked like it was made for me. And what was important was that the price was tempting. " I think this is the one," I said, looking at Alex's mother, who was accompanying me today. I had no
Alexander's POV My mother was like a fairy godmother; what she did for my wedding with Millie could be only described as magic. She turned the garden at the back of our summer home into a natural paradise. The whole place was covered with white roses, and here and there, candles were lit, adding to the magical atmosphere. The ceremony would be small, just me, Millie, John, my parents and the official who would wed us. Millie mentioned her friend, but she was nowhere to be seen. Standing at the altar, I could only think that it was how it was supposed to be. I could never understand the fascination of those fancy, overpaid celebrations, where you are mostly surrounded by strangers who do not care about you at all at the end of the day. " Nervous?" John whispered into my ear while we both stood looking in the direction where Millie was supposed to show up any minute now. " A little," I told him with all honesty. I was nervous and excited at the same time. Not every day do
Warning *** sex scene*** Millie's POV I could not believe what I had just said. I couldn't believe Alex's response even more. Did he agree to my ridiculous request? And where did this question come from in the first place? What the hell was happening to me? Our marriage was not even the traditional one. Why would I want to have a conventional wedding night, then? I looked at Alex, too embarrassed to say anything more. To my surprise, he was glaring at me with excitement and a bit of... lust. That was new. Before I could gasp at his reaction, Alex grabbed my hand and pulled me from the sofa. The next moment, I was carried the bridal style. " Put me down," I said, but my voice was weak. " Isn't that a part of tradition?" He asked, and I had to admit that his tone turned me on slightly. It was deep and husky, so different from his usual voice. I looked around, wondering where we were going. Apparently, Alex was taking me to his bedroom. I have never been there before
Alexander's POV *** Warning*** sex scene*** Oh, my lord, what was this woman doing to me? I was completely unprepared for what was happening right now. When Millie flipped over me and sat on me, I could barely breathe. I had s*x before, more times than I could count, but right now, this woman was making me crazy. I had to do something quickly, or I would face the biggest embarrassment in my life. It wasn't good already when she grabbed my di*k and stroked it gently. I was ready to explode, so without warning, I flipped her again, making sure I would be controlling the situation. I pulled out her panties and spread her legs wider. Now, her pus*y was on full display, and I had to admit it was perfect. I had tasted it already, and I was ready for more. Without a warning, I lowered my head between her legs. I kissed her tights, leaving the best part for the end. Millie arched her back, grabbing the sheets as if it could help her suppress the moans that were now escaping her l
Millie's POV I was scared that the next day after our wedding would be awkward, but Alex was nothing but sweet and charming as always. I was the one acting odd, but with time, I relaxed around him. For the next few days, we spent time talking, watching movies, and fooling around. To my surprise, Alex asked me about sharing his bedroom with him. He said that that was the only right thing to do since we were married. His proposition took me aback, as I understood we were not a regular marriage, but I agreed, and we spent a day rearranging our stuff. My bedroom became a place where we could work when necessary. The first days of this new arrangement made me uneasy, but soon, I could not wait to sleep next to Alex. His presence made me calm. We also had two other "wedding nights" since we shared the bedroom. I could not lie; Alex was a great lover, making my toes curl whenever we made love. Somewhere in my mind, I compared this new life with my previous relationship with Mark. It
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,