Cattleya’s POVI crossed my arms over my chest, my gaze fixed on Vlad, who looked deeply concerned about the babies and the packed bags scattered around the room. It seemed he wanted to flee the city to protect my children from Jaxon and his minions."It's time to leave," he said, his voice firm.I stared at him, a frown creasing my brow. "You shouldn't have acted like that."He sighed. "I know. But we have to get out of here before those minions find out about you."And when I turned to the door, Vianne was there, her expression grave. "I've already called the private jet for you and the twins," she said.I gave her a weak smile. I knew this escape would lead to years of hiding, until the twins were safe from prying eyes. I took a deep breath and glanced at Vlad. "Yeah, we're ready," I replied."That's great. We need to go now," Vlad urged."I'll take Madison, and you take Matthew," I said softly to Vianne, who smiled at me. She was happy I was giving her another chance, but little d
Cattleya’s POVThe airplane has just landed, and the familiar atmosphere washes over me. I'm so glad to be back, savoring this moment to be with him—to be with Jaxon Moretti. Two weeks ago,"Mommy is going away for work, okay? I'll be back soon and will call you every day and night, okay, my love?" I told my twins while tears welled up in my eyes.They nodded solemnly. Madison said, "Mommy, I'm going to miss you. Make sure to call us every day, okay?"Then my little Matthew – Jaxon's spitting image – sighed in the corner and asked, "How many days is six months?""Uh," I sighed and suddenly quietly thought how many days in six months, "...maybe 181 or 182 days, but honey, please be good to your sister, okay? You're a big boy now, and you need to protect her, no matter what," I pleaded.Matthew smiled. "Yes, Mommy. I'm a big boy, and so is Madison..." he chuckled softly.But Madison was inconsolable as she sobbed in front of me. "I gotta go now, love," I said, "Don't give your Aunt Via
Cattleya’s POV"What am I going to do with her?" Jaxon muttered to himself as he placed me in the back of his car. I feigned sleep, eager to eavesdrop on his thoughts. It was already midnight when we landed in Morocco, and he had kept me hidden from everyone. I didn't know his reasons, but I enjoyed every moment.He slid behind the wheel and began driving slowly. I knew he was deep in thought, grappling with the situation. And also, he was confused, unsure of what to do with me. He couldn't simply hand me over to someone else; a part of him still worried about my well-being. Well, I'm every man's dream. I'm beautiful and so captivating that even strangers would do a double-take! I wanted to laugh at my thoughts. Suddenly, the car screeched to a halt. I looked up to see we had arrived at a grand black gate, forged from metal, that only Jaxon could open with his fingerprint. He glanced at me, his brow furrowed. "You don't know what you've just gotten yourself into, woman," he warned.
Elise’s POVI couldn't sleep. I don't know what to do. My heart is throbbing nervously because what if Jaxon's memory comes back? My father, me, and my son's life will be over! and I won't let that happen. I have to find that woman and have to eliminate her again in Jaxon's life!Yes, that's what I'm going to do!"Elise, are you even listening?!" My father's voice thundered through the room, the sheer force of it making me jump.I swallowed hard, my gaze darting towards him. How could I possibly tell him the truth? The weight of it pressed down on me, suffocating."Dad," I began, my voice trembling slightly, "we have a serious problem."He scoffed, "What? Is this about Jaxon again? Here we go..." He threw his hands up in exasperation, the gesture conveying his utter frustration. "No, this isn't about Jaxon… this is about Cattleya—"My father recoiled as if struck. "Cattleya? She died three years ago. What do you mean?!" He shot to his feet, his face a mask of disbelief.I shrugged,
Cattleya’s POV"What the hell are you doing?" Jaxon asked, his voice laced with confusion after he finally turned off the phone. He stared at me, his eyes narrowed as if I had committed a crime."What? I'm just going to show you there's a spider on the bed…" I said, gesturing towards the bed with a casual wave. "Two spiders, actually."He looked at me with a mixture of confusion and amusement. "Then why did you sound like you were seducing me to come into bed?""Because I wanted to show you something!" I exclaimed, pointing a finger at the two spiders as they scurried across the sheets. I grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and swiftly scooped up the larger of the two. Jaxon's eyes widened in surprise."Aren't you supposed to be scared of spiders?" he asked with a wide mouth.“No, I’m not scared of spiders.” Suddenly, his phone rang. He answered immediately, "Yes, I'll be downstairs." He slipped the phone back into his pocket and turned to me, his gaze hardening. "You, you stay here
Cattleya’s POV"I took a deep breath and smiled at him, "Do I have a choice? Of course not. So, I'm coming with you, Jaxon."He smiled, a genuine warmth spreading across his features as he heard me use his name. He sighed, "You used to call me by my first name?""I thought a man like you wouldn't trust any person in the world so easily..." I mused, a glimmer of hope torching within me. Maybe, deep down, beneath the layers of amnesia, he had always felt a connection to me, a lingering echo of a past they both couldn't remember. Or I'm just being delulu."Don't misinterpret my kindness for foolishness, woman. I know exactly what I'm doing, which is why I'm using you to identify my enemies and discover who betrayed me in the past. But this only works if you're telling me the truth. Otherwise, you will face the consequences." He spoke calmly, but his gaze held a chilling intensity, as if he were peering into my very soul.I clapped my hands and said, "Alright, I'm in. Let's get this start
Cattleya's POV ROME, ITALYI couldn't help but wipe my tears with my bare hand. Then my driver slid open the van's door and said, "My condolences, Ms. Cattleya." I bit my lower lip and walked down the aisle with a heavy heart, and as I looked around, everyone was dressed in black; I couldn't believe that it was really my twin sister's funeral. But being here with relatives I barely know makes me feel suffocated. Whispers and forced sympathies fill the air, and each person gets on my nerves that I want them to be kicked away from my twin sister’s funeral, so they can have a place for their gossip. I stare at Ariella’s smiling photos in the center and then I glance down at the closed casket, a heavy oak barrier that will separate me from my sister forever. “Ariella…” I said trying to stop myself from breaking down. “Catt…” My mom walked towards me and I hugged her tightly, bursting into tears. She sobbed softly, "It was all my fault." "Mom, it's not your fault." I said, and ask
Cattleya’s POV"What do you mean? What about this club? Do you know this club?" I showed him the flyer.He sighed and said, "Yes, Jaxon Moretti owns this nightclub. It's a nightclub catering to the most exclusive clientele, and when I say elite, what I mean are affluent, well-connected people."I gasped softly and sat in the chair while thinking about what just happened to my sweet twin sister. “Do you think Ariella….” “Yes,” he said. "Then how come the authorities didn't dig deeper into my sister's death?! They need to do their job! They need to look into this guy, the club, and everyone else!" I yelled, trying to hide my tears. "It's because Jaxon Moretti is the boss of a powerful mafia family known for being cruel and strict. Getting close to Moretti is an act of pure risk-taking. People have gone missing, received harsh sentences, and even faced death." My heart skipped a beat, and the picture of that handsome man in the picture broke in my mind. Then fear prickled my skin as
Cattleya’s POV"I took a deep breath and smiled at him, "Do I have a choice? Of course not. So, I'm coming with you, Jaxon."He smiled, a genuine warmth spreading across his features as he heard me use his name. He sighed, "You used to call me by my first name?""I thought a man like you wouldn't trust any person in the world so easily..." I mused, a glimmer of hope torching within me. Maybe, deep down, beneath the layers of amnesia, he had always felt a connection to me, a lingering echo of a past they both couldn't remember. Or I'm just being delulu."Don't misinterpret my kindness for foolishness, woman. I know exactly what I'm doing, which is why I'm using you to identify my enemies and discover who betrayed me in the past. But this only works if you're telling me the truth. Otherwise, you will face the consequences." He spoke calmly, but his gaze held a chilling intensity, as if he were peering into my very soul.I clapped my hands and said, "Alright, I'm in. Let's get this start
Cattleya’s POV"What the hell are you doing?" Jaxon asked, his voice laced with confusion after he finally turned off the phone. He stared at me, his eyes narrowed as if I had committed a crime."What? I'm just going to show you there's a spider on the bed…" I said, gesturing towards the bed with a casual wave. "Two spiders, actually."He looked at me with a mixture of confusion and amusement. "Then why did you sound like you were seducing me to come into bed?""Because I wanted to show you something!" I exclaimed, pointing a finger at the two spiders as they scurried across the sheets. I grabbed a tissue from the nightstand and swiftly scooped up the larger of the two. Jaxon's eyes widened in surprise."Aren't you supposed to be scared of spiders?" he asked with a wide mouth.“No, I’m not scared of spiders.” Suddenly, his phone rang. He answered immediately, "Yes, I'll be downstairs." He slipped the phone back into his pocket and turned to me, his gaze hardening. "You, you stay here
Elise’s POVI couldn't sleep. I don't know what to do. My heart is throbbing nervously because what if Jaxon's memory comes back? My father, me, and my son's life will be over! and I won't let that happen. I have to find that woman and have to eliminate her again in Jaxon's life!Yes, that's what I'm going to do!"Elise, are you even listening?!" My father's voice thundered through the room, the sheer force of it making me jump.I swallowed hard, my gaze darting towards him. How could I possibly tell him the truth? The weight of it pressed down on me, suffocating."Dad," I began, my voice trembling slightly, "we have a serious problem."He scoffed, "What? Is this about Jaxon again? Here we go..." He threw his hands up in exasperation, the gesture conveying his utter frustration. "No, this isn't about Jaxon… this is about Cattleya—"My father recoiled as if struck. "Cattleya? She died three years ago. What do you mean?!" He shot to his feet, his face a mask of disbelief.I shrugged,
Cattleya’s POV"What am I going to do with her?" Jaxon muttered to himself as he placed me in the back of his car. I feigned sleep, eager to eavesdrop on his thoughts. It was already midnight when we landed in Morocco, and he had kept me hidden from everyone. I didn't know his reasons, but I enjoyed every moment.He slid behind the wheel and began driving slowly. I knew he was deep in thought, grappling with the situation. And also, he was confused, unsure of what to do with me. He couldn't simply hand me over to someone else; a part of him still worried about my well-being. Well, I'm every man's dream. I'm beautiful and so captivating that even strangers would do a double-take! I wanted to laugh at my thoughts. Suddenly, the car screeched to a halt. I looked up to see we had arrived at a grand black gate, forged from metal, that only Jaxon could open with his fingerprint. He glanced at me, his brow furrowed. "You don't know what you've just gotten yourself into, woman," he warned.
Cattleya’s POVThe airplane has just landed, and the familiar atmosphere washes over me. I'm so glad to be back, savoring this moment to be with him—to be with Jaxon Moretti. Two weeks ago,"Mommy is going away for work, okay? I'll be back soon and will call you every day and night, okay, my love?" I told my twins while tears welled up in my eyes.They nodded solemnly. Madison said, "Mommy, I'm going to miss you. Make sure to call us every day, okay?"Then my little Matthew – Jaxon's spitting image – sighed in the corner and asked, "How many days is six months?""Uh," I sighed and suddenly quietly thought how many days in six months, "...maybe 181 or 182 days, but honey, please be good to your sister, okay? You're a big boy now, and you need to protect her, no matter what," I pleaded.Matthew smiled. "Yes, Mommy. I'm a big boy, and so is Madison..." he chuckled softly.But Madison was inconsolable as she sobbed in front of me. "I gotta go now, love," I said, "Don't give your Aunt Via
Cattleya’s POVI crossed my arms over my chest, my gaze fixed on Vlad, who looked deeply concerned about the babies and the packed bags scattered around the room. It seemed he wanted to flee the city to protect my children from Jaxon and his minions."It's time to leave," he said, his voice firm.I stared at him, a frown creasing my brow. "You shouldn't have acted like that."He sighed. "I know. But we have to get out of here before those minions find out about you."And when I turned to the door, Vianne was there, her expression grave. "I've already called the private jet for you and the twins," she said.I gave her a weak smile. I knew this escape would lead to years of hiding, until the twins were safe from prying eyes. I took a deep breath and glanced at Vlad. "Yeah, we're ready," I replied."That's great. We need to go now," Vlad urged."I'll take Madison, and you take Matthew," I said softly to Vianne, who smiled at me. She was happy I was giving her another chance, but little d
Cattleya’s POV"Yes," I whispered, barely loud. "I want them to know that the woman they tried to kill is alive and well, and that I'll bring them all to justice."Vlad smiled, "You're brave, Catt. But right now, you need to focus on yourself and your babies. They need you. Once they're born, healthy and happy, we can talk about revenge."I returned his smile, though it was bittersweet. He didn't know I was already plotting my revenge against those who tried to kill me and my babies and the man I loved, Jaxon. They had killed him that day, and now he was a changed man who wouldn't recognize me. But I would do anything to make him remember me, so he could exact payback on the Salvatore family for betraying him.THREE WEEKS LATER, I held the metal railing as I tried to breathe properly. The pain was excruciating, radiating through my entire body. I wanted to scream in agony. Labor had taken hold of me, and water was streaming down my legs. I crawled to grab my phone and called Vlad. L
Cattleya’s POV"Catt, please... I know you hate me, and I understand why." "Stop it! You betrayed me!" I yelled at her. And she replied, "But I didn't have a choice. They threatened my life, and I was terrified. I tried to warn you about them, but it was too late. They found you before I could do anything!" I stared at her, pity in my eyes. I understood her fear, her desperation. We're all just human, trying to survive, to protect ourselves. Who could blame her for choosing life over death?"I was desperate, so I begged Vlad to help you. He's the only one who could save you, and it turned out I was right, you're here... alive..." Tears welled up in her eyes as she recalled the horror of that day. "I'm sorry, Catt. I was scared...." I was speechless. I understood her, but I couldn't trust anyone anymore. I looked away from her; maybe shutting her out of my life would be better. "I'm sorry, and I hope someday you can forgive me," she said, her voice filled with regret. Then she low
Cattleya’s POV“Jaxon…” I whispered his name softly, and he stared at me with worried eyes as if he wanted to shield me from Elise’s men.Fear seized me as I placed my hand over my baby bump and cried out in terror, “Please… no…”Jaxon’s gaze fell upon my stomach, his expression a mix of surprise and overwhelming emotion. He slowly turned to Elise, who looked terrified. “ELISE!” he shouted.Elise began to cry, “Jaxon…”As Jaxon drew his gun, every other weapon in the room turned towards him. They were all Salvatore’s men, and unfortunately, Jaxon was alone, outnumbered by three to five opponents. At any moment, we could all be killed.Elise scoffed suddenly, “Do you want Cattleya to die? Is that what you want?! Look at her, she’s also pregnant with your child, and I can kill them both right now if you don’t put your gun down!”Terror consumed me. I was more afraid of what the next few seconds would bring. Jaxon slowly lowered his gun, and Elise smirked creepily.“You can kill me, Elis