Richard paced back and forth in his dimly lit apartment, his heart racing as he clutched his phone in one hand. The events of the past few days had spiraled out of control far beyond what he had anticipated. He had been a pawn in a larger game, a game orchestrated by Chloe, and now, he found himself on the losing side. His hands were shaking as he dialed Chloe’s number, his mind racing with anger, fear, and confusion. The phone rang twice before she answered. Her voice was cold, detached, as if she had been expecting his call. "What do you want, Richard?" she asked, her tone laced with impatience. "Chloe," Richard began, trying to keep his voice steady, "why did you post mine and Amelia's nude pictures are on the internet? That wasn’t part of the plan. You promised me—" "Excuse me?" Chloe cut him off sharply, her voice now tinged with anger. "You don’t even have the right to call me and speak to me in such a way. Are you out of your senses, or what?" Richard’s heart pounded in
Alexander sat in his study, the events of the past few days swirling in his mind like a hurricane. The scandal surrounding his wife, Amelia, had rocked his world to its core. The images that had surfaced on the internet haunted him, and the accusations against Amelia had put a strain on their marriage that he wasn't sure they could survive. But one thing was certain: he had to get to the bottom of this. He had to find out who was behind this calculated attack on his family. With a deep breath, Alexander picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts until he found the number he was looking for. Investigator Lucas was one of the best in the business, known for his discretion and efficiency. If anyone could uncover the truth, it was Lucas. He pressed the call button and listened as the phone rang. After a few moments, a familiar voice answered. "Hello, Investigator Lucas speaking," the voice on the other end said, calm and professional. "Good morning, Lucas. It's Alexander,"
What did you find?" Alexander asked, his heart pounding in his chest. "I spoke to someone who has connections in the media," Lucas explained. "They told me that the pictures of your wife were leaked by someone who was paid to do it. I’m still trying to trace the payment, but it’s clear that this was a deliberate setup." Alexander’s mind raced as he processed the information. "Do you know who paid them?" he asked, his voice tight with tension. "Not yet," Lucas replied. "But I’m getting closer. I have a few more leads to follow up on. I’ll keep you informed as I learn more." "Thank you, Lucas," Alexander said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I don’t know what I’d do without your help." "Just doing my job, sir," Lucas said. "We’ll get to the bottom of this, I promise." After the call ended, Alexander sat in silence, his mind spinning with possibilities. Someone had paid to have those pictures leaked. But who? And why? The more he thought about it, the more determined he bec
Chloe’s face paled as she realized where this was heading. “What does this have to do with me?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. Lucas turned to face Chloe, his gaze cold and unyielding. “The blogger revealed that you were behind the entire scheme. You paid them to post the photos and create the scandal.” The room fell silent. Chloe’s mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find words. “This is ridiculous!” Chloe finally burst out, her voice shrill with panic. “I would never do something like that! Alex, you can’t seriously believe this—this lie!” Alexander’s expression remained stone-cold, his eyes boring into Chloe’s with a fury that sent a shiver down her spine. He took a step closer, and Chloe instinctively backed away, her earlier bravado completely shattered. “Enough, Chloe,” Alexander said, his voice deadly quiet. “I’ve had enough of your lies and manipulations. Investigator Lucas has no reason to lie, and neither does the blogger. You orchestrated this enti
Alex took Amelia’s hand, his fingers tenderly caressing her skin as he brought it to his lips. He kissed her knuckles gently, his eyes never leaving hers. The warmth in his gaze was undeniable, and his voice was a deep whisper filled with emotion as he said, “I love you so much.” Amelia’s heart fluttered at his words, and she felt a surge of affection and gratitude for the man before her. She looked into his eyes, her voice soft but steady as she replied, “I love you too, babe.” Without breaking eye contact, Alex moved closer, his breath warm against her cheek as he leaned in. He pressed a soft kiss to her neck, his lips trailing a slow, deliberate path along her skin. Each kiss was a promise, a declaration of the love that had grown deeper with every passing day. Amelia closed her eyes, savoring the sensation, her breath hitching as his lips moved against the sensitive skin just below her ear. She felt the heat of his body as he pulled her closer, his hands firm but gentle on her
It had been a month since Chloe’s arrest, but the scandal surrounding her imprisonment had remained a well-guarded secret. Alexander had used his wealth and influence to ensure that the details of the case were kept out of the press. The media, always eager to exploit any hint of drama surrounding the wealthy and powerful, had been left in the dark. Chloe’s name had been conspicuously absent from the tabloids, and no one outside a select few knew that she was behind bars. This secrecy was part of Alexander’s meticulous plan to protect Amelia from the public eye. He didn’t want the details of Chloe’s vengeful actions or Amelia’s traumatic experience to become gossip fodder. Yet despite the quieting storm outside, Amelia’s world had been far from peaceful. Over the past month, she had been struggling with an unsettling feeling in her body, a constant fatigue that no amount of sleep could seem to alleviate. She felt bouts of dizziness, and the nausea that gripped her some mornings was h
The drive home from the hospital was quiet but filled with a shared sense of wonder. The city streets blurred past them as they both remained lost in thought, processing the reality of their situation. Alexander occasionally glanced over at Amelia, a small, contented smile tugging at his lips. He was already imagining what their future would look like—the nursery they’d prepare, the sleepless nights with their newborn, and the joy of watching their child grow. When they arrived home, Alexander helped Amelia out of the car and led her inside. They paused in the foyer, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the house didn’t seem so cold or empty. Instead, it was filled with possibilities—of laughter, warmth, and new memories yet to be made. Alexander turned to Amelia, pulling her into his arms. “We need to celebrate,” he said, his voice tinged with excitement. Amelia laughed softly. “Celebrate? It’s only been a few hours since we found out.” “I don’t care,” Alexander sai
As Jackson scampered off, Amelia’s smile faded. Her thoughts returned to the stranger Jackson had mentioned. She couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that settled in her gut. A man following Jackson from school? And now, Jackson was scared to the point of crying about it.Amelia knew she had to talk to Alexander immediately. This wasn’t something they could ignore. She rose from the couch, her mind racing with questions. Who was this man? What did he want? Could it have something to do with Chloe’s arrest? The possibilities made her anxious, but one thing was clear—Jackson’s safety came first.Amelia headed toward Alexander’s study, determined to find answers and protect her stepson at all costs.Amelia hurried to Alexander’s study, her heart racing as she replayed Jackson’s words in her mind. There was something unsettling about the way her stepson had described the man who approached him after school. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right. The moment she entered th