I pushed a cart through the aisles of the supermarket, focusing on the task at hand: picking up groceries for the week. It had been two days since I had sent my resignation letter to Adrian, and the silence from him was both a relief and a disappointment.
Part of me had expected him to call, to plead or to try to manipulate me into staying. But the days had passed in eerie quiet, confirming that I was truly on my own now.
Despite wanting this freedom, a small part of me felt foolishly disappointed that he hadn't fought any at all to keep me. It was absurd, considering how we never really even had a relationship.
As I reached for a can of soup, memories flooded my mind-the touch of his hands, the intensity in his eyes, and the way he made my body ache for him.
Third party povGabriella stood behind Adrian's slightly open door, her curiosity piqued as she overheard his conversation on the phone."Follow her 24/7," Adrian's voice was low and commanding. "I want to know where she's going, what she's doing-everything."Confusion clouded Gabriella's mind. Who was he talking about? And why was he so determined to monitor this person's every move? The questions swirled in her head, and before she could stop herself, she pushed the door open and stormed into Adrian's room.Adrian looked up from his laptop, surprise and annoyance flickering across his face as Gabriella barged in. Without a word, she crossed the room and sat down on the edge of his bed.
I stood in front of the mirror, smiling as I fixed my hair and straightened my blouse. I couldn't believe I had an interview today.Landing an interview this quickly was unexpected, especially given how tough the job market was. The company was new, a small newspaper company, but it was a start, and I was excited about the opportunity.Taking a deep breath, I gave myself one last look in the mirror. Everything had to be perfect. This felt like a fresh start, a chance to rebuild my life and focus on something positive."Wish me luck, Lyra!" I called out as I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door. Lyra, who was still on the phone, waved absentmindedly. "Good luck," she murmured, not really paying attention.I ste
"Stella," he said, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. "Well, well, well.""Y-you planned this?" I stuttered flabbergasted.Adrian's smirk grew. "Of course. Did you really think you could just walk away from me, Stella? You're mine."His words made my skin tingle foolishly with desire. I wanted him, even though I know I shouldn't. I knew this was wrong yet it excited me that he hadn't given up on pursuing me.Maybe it was the thrill of having a handsome billionaire bachelor stalk me like his prey, it was intoxicating. It was vile, yet I wanted more.I bit my lip as I felt a surge of defiance. "I'm here for a job, Adrian. Not for whatever twisted game you
I could feel his rage building, and it scared me. I tried to turn around, to face him, but his grip held me in place. "Adrian, please," I said, my voice cracking. "Don't do anything rash.""How dare he fucking kiss you." Adrian gritted.Adrian let go of me, his eyes filled with a murderous intent as he turned to rush out. Fear shot through me at the thought of what he might do.Without thinking, I grabbed his arm and pulled him back, crashing my lips against his in a desperate attempt to stop him.Adrian's hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer as his lips moved against mine with a hunger that left me breathless. I lost myself in the heat of the moment, forgetting everything else but the feel of his body against
His lips met mine in a searing kiss, all the pent-up emotions and longing pouring into it. His hands roamed my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. The world outside ceased to exist as we lost ourselves in each other.Adrian's hands moved to my hips, guiding me to lie back on the desk. His lips trailed down my neck, eliciting a soft moan from me.The feeling of his body against mine was electrifying, every touch igniting a fire within me. His hands slid under my shirt, caressing my skin with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the intensity of our kiss.I arched my back, pressing myself closer to him, craving the connection we sh
My heart raced as Adrian wheeled himself towards his home, and I walked beside him, trying to process the amount of emotions from the steamy moments we had just shared in his office.Seeing him in a wheelchair brought a mix of tenderness and determination—I was here to help him, despite the situation and dangers that lurked to harm him.I wasn't going to have it."You're quiet," Adrian's voice broke the silence between us, pulling me from my thoughts.I managed a soft smile, trying to gather my thoughts. "Just trying to process everything," I admitted quietly, my gaze shifting towards the front door.Adrian nodded in understanding, his expression thoughtf
I stood up in the corner of the dining room, still in shock. Gabriella was pregnant for Adrian. I watched as Adrian's parents, looking stunned at first, began to hug Gabriella warmly.Adrian sat quietly, his expression unreadable."I'm going to be a grandmother!" Adrian's mother cheered.Gabriella, savoring the moment, reached into her purse and produced an envelope. "I have the ultrasound here," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I was so stressed about Adrian's illness these past few months, I hadn't even noticed I'd missed my cycle."My chest started to hurt. I knew I had to leave before I started crying. I turned to go, but Gabriella, being the mean bitch she is, called out to me in a sweet mocking to
Third party povSebastian walked through the front door, his shoulders slumped from a long day at work. As he stepped into the living room, he froze, surprised to see his parents and Gabriella gathered there, all wearing broad smiles."Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?" Sebastian asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.His parents rushed toward him, enveloping him in a tight hug. Sebastian's eyes darted between them and Gabriella, who remained seated, a hesitant smile playing on her lips."What's going on?" Sebastian asked again, his voice laced with curiosity and a hint of concern.His father, Mark, pulled back from the hug, his face suddenly stern. "Instead o
Stella's Pov.I paced nervously outside the hospital room, my hands fidgeting with the hem of my jacket as the sounds of Gabriella’s labor echoed through the closed door. Adrian had gone in, of course. She’d asked for him to be there, to hold her hand while she brought their baby into the world. I bit the inside of my cheek, my mind racing. Gabriella had to have planned this. There’s no way she didn’t—having the baby now, just before Adrian and I were supposed to leave for the trip. She was always doing something to keep us apart.Such a bitch.I tried to shake off the thought, but it lingered, settling in like a bitter taste I couldn’t get rid of. I wanted to hate her for it. But more than anything, I hated how powerless I felt standing out here, waiting. Adrian’s going to be a father.A father.Pride swelled in my chest. I was happy for him&mdash
Sebastian's pov.I sat inside the room, checking my watch for the hundredth time. Any minute now, he'd arrive. Adrian's time had finally run out, and the Lockwood empire was about to change hands.A smirk played on my lips as I thought about Adrian, off on his business trip with Stella. How convenient. When he returns, he'll walk right into the shock of his life. Everything he thinks he owns will now be mine.My mind wandered to Gabriella, heavily pregnant with what Adrian believes is his child. Oh, brother, if only you knew. Soon, she'll be handing that baby over to me instead.I've always been jealous of my big brother, something that I'd never like to admit. How he'd always manage to be the favorite. Outperform m
I'm nestled comfortably in bed, propped up against a mountain of pillows, with Adrian's strong arm wrapped around me. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and pastries fills the air, mingling with Adrian's cologne."Open up," Adrian says softly, holding a forkful of fluffy scrambled eggs to my lips. I oblige, savoring the taste and the intimacy of the moment.It's been four days since we arrived for this "business trip," though we've spent more time in this room than anywhere else. I can't help but smile, thinking about how attentive and loving Adrian has been. It's almost easy to forget the complications waiting for us back home."What's that smile for?" Adrian asks, his eyes twinkling with amusement.I lean into him, resting my head on his shoulder. "Just thinking about how perfect this is. How perfect you've been."Adrian kisses the top of my head. "You deserve to be pampered, my love. The three of you do," he adds, his free hand gently caressing my swollen belly.As if on cue, I fee
Gabriella's povI pace the length of my room, fury coursing through my veins. How dare he? How dare Adrian go on a two-week business trip with that homewrecker Stella while I'm seven months pregnant with his child? Our child. The audacity of it all makes me want to scream.My hand absently rubs my swollen belly as I try to calm myself. This stress can't be good for the baby, but I can't help it. Things cannot go on like this. I need to do something, and fast."Damn you, Sebastian," I mutter under my breath. His incompetence is infuriating. Instead of getting rid of Stella like he was supposed to, all he managed to do was come up with some half-baked scheme about a fake father.Useless. I should have known better tha
Stella's povI stir awake, my eyes fluttering open to the soft afternoon light filtering through the curtains. The first thing I see is Adrian's face, his silver eyes watching me with a tender expression that makes my heart skip a beat."Good afternoon, sleeping beauty," he murmurs, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my face.I smile, nestling closer to him. "How long have you been awake?""Long enough to count every freckle on your nose," he teases, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the tip of my nose.I giggle, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. Our lips meet in a gentle, lingering kiss that sends warmth spreading through my en
I watch Stella sleeping peacefully in my lap, I'm struck by a pang of guilt. I've been neglecting her, allowing Gabriella's manipulative tactics to come between us.When Stella uttered those horrifying words - that our relationship was over - it was like a bucket of cold water to the face. I knew then that I couldn't let her walk out of my life. Not without a fight. This trip to Italy is my chance to make things right.Two weeks to spoil her, to give her my undivided attention, to remind her how much she means to me. As we approach the airport, I gently wake her."We're here, baby girl," I murmur, brushing a strand of hair from her face.Her eyes flutter open, confusion giving way to excitement as she remembers where we're going. I settle into my wheelchair as we board my private jet, unable to take my eyes off her as she marvels at the luxurious interior."Wait," she stops before staring at me wide eye. "What about Lyra, what if they try to harm her while we're away?" She asks."Ther
Gabriella's face cycles through a range of emotions - shock, hurt, anger, and finally, a calculated blankness. Mark and Daisy exchange worried glances, clearly as taken aback as the rest of us.As for me, I'm frozen in place, my mind racing. A two-week trip to Italy? With Adrian? Away from all of this drama? It seems too good to be true.But as I catch Adrian's eye across the room, I see a glimmer of something - determination, perhaps? Or is it a promise of things to come?The shock of Adrian's announcement hangs in the air for a moment before Gabriella snaps out of her stupor. Her voice trembles with a mix of anger and desperation as she turns to Adrian."But I'm seven months pregnant, going on eight months!" she exclaims. "How am I supposed to cope alone?"Before Adrian can respond, Daisy steps forward, her voice calm and reassuring with a smile. "Mark and I will take very good care of you, Gabriella. You don't need to worry."Gabriella, however, isn't satisfied. Her next words make
As we pull up to the mansion, I can't help but blush, thinking about what transpired in that hospital room. The thrill of our encounter still lingers, but a part of me can't believe we actually did that.Adrian squeezes my hand reassuringly as we enter the foyer, but the moment is quickly shattered. Gabriella appears, practically launching herself at Adrian. She plants a kiss on his cheek, and I have to fight the urge to pull her away.But Gabriella's overzealous greeting isn't what catches my attention. The entire place is decorated lavishly - flowers, ribbons, and what looks like the setup for an elaborate celebration. In the background, I spot Mark and Daisy, their postures tense and uncomfortable.A sense of dread washes over me. What is this witch up to now?Gabriella turns to Adrian, her voice sickly sweet. "Your bed was so cold without you next to me this morning, darling and I've been calling you all day, where have you been baby?""I've been busy with work," Adrian lies.I gr
Adrian's eyes darken with intensity as he pulls me closer, his hands roaming over my back, sending shivers down my spine. The heat radiating off his body is almost evident.He leans in, his lips brushing against my neck, planting soft, lingering kisses that make my breath hitch. My hands find their way under his shirt, feeling the taut muscles of his abdomen. I push the fabric up, needing to feel more of his skin against mine.Adrian quickly discards his shirt, and I take a moment to admire the sight before me. He’s beautiful, every inch of him. His eyes never leave mine as he reaches for the buttons of my blouse, his fingers deft and sure. The fabric falls away, and his hands are on me again, caressing, exploring.“God, I’ve missed this,” he growls against my ear, his voice rough with desire. He cups my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple through the thin lace of my bra, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.I moan softly, arching into his touch. “Adrian...”His mouth