POV: LAURENAfter my conversation with Henry Carter and under his ever-skeptical gaze, I left the office feeling drained. One of the housemaids guided me to the room adjacent to Theodor’s. After a quick shower, I noticed a tray of fruits and juice placed strategically on the small table next to the bed. Besides, it was a piece of letterhead titled “House Schedule” and, just below, “Theodor Carter’s Agenda.”Sitting on the bed, I picked up the paper curiously. The schedule was meticulous, detailing times for almost every imaginable activity. I had the distinct feeling that if I looked closely enough, there might even be a scheduled time for bathroom breaks.“Henry Carter doesn’t mess around when it comes to control,” I murmured, taking a sip of juice as I flipped through the pages.When I reached Theodor’s agenda, my expression shifted to something between disbelief and concern. The routine was exhausting, even for an adult. It included language lessons, traditional school curriculum s
POV: LAURENKeeping up with Theodor’s demanding routine was truly challenging. His schedule was so packed that almost every afternoon he ended up completely exhausted. Henry, as usual, didn’t compromise on perfection. He was strict about punctuality, posture, impeccable appearance, and especially Theo’s grades.“Theodor, you need to apply yourself more!” Henry said sternly, his voice tinged with concern as he looked over the test papers on the table. He let out a long sigh, clearly tired, softening his tone slightly. “If you’re struggling with the material, I can arrange tutoring for you or even teach you myself. What do you think, champ?”“More studying, Uncle Henry?” Theo grumbled, his tone nervous as he crossed his arms and pouted. “I don’t want to!”“But you need to!” Henry shot back without hesitation, exhaling in frustration. “Theo, I want to ensure you have a great future. Why can’t you see that? You’re a Carter—this empire will be yours someday.”“Sure, until you have your own
POV: LAURENIn the middle of a busy morning, Henry informed me that he had an important meeting in his office and made it very clear that Theo was not to disturb him. I decided to use the time to play with the little one and ease some of the tension that had built up over the past few days.While we were playing hide-and-seek, I started to feel unusually nauseous—something that had become more frequent due to my pregnancy. I tried to ignore the discomfort as I ran toward the “wall” that marked the end of the game, but I couldn’t hold it in. I dashed to the bed and threw up, emptying my stomach completely.Theo saw me in that state and looked visibly frightened. He came over, rubbing my back with his small hands in a sweet yet deeply worried gesture.“Fairy, are you okay?” he asked, his voice trembling. “Are you going to die?”Before I could calm him down, Theo turned around and bolted toward the mansion, shouting at the top of his lungs, “Uncle Henry, hurry! The fairy is sick!”“Theo,
POV: HENRYI leaned in, just enough for my nose to graze lightly against her neck, inhaling that sweet, intoxicating perfume. She froze, but her body trembled slightly, and the fine hairs on the back of her neck stood on end in my proximity.“Never seen a man naked before?” I teased, my voice low and rough, dripping with sarcasm. “Didn't you like what you saw?”She opened her mouth, but only a nervous sound came out. Her eyes darted to my hands, then back to my arms. Finally, she let out a shaky sigh and stammered:“I… it was inappropriate. I apologize for intruding into your room.”I tilted my head, observing every detail of her body language.“Is that what you did?” I asked, keeping my tone deliberately low and seductive. I stepped closer, shrinking the already small space between us. My chest almost brushed her back, and I could hear her breathing grow heavier. I slid a hand along her arm, up to her shoulder, gently brushing aside the cascade of her hair. Leaning in, I whispered ne
POV: LAURENAfter sharing my idea with Henry and hearing his reluctant agreement to participate more in Theodor’s small activities, I left his room with my heart still racing. That man knew exactly how to provoke a woman, and that made him dangerous.“As if he’d ever be interested in a divorced, broke, and pregnant woman!” I muttered to myself.The next day, I decided to plan a special movie night for Theodor—something simple, but enough to take some weight off his intense routine.“But Uncle Henry doesn’t let me eat junk food,” Theo said with a hesitant air, crossing his arms. “He’s so boring and no fun.”“Theo, that’s not fair,” I corrected him gently, offering a small smile. “Your uncle is just trying to take care of you and make sure you stay healthy.”He sighed, but I noticed his eyes sparkled with the idea of breaking a rule.“So... just tonight?” he asked quietly, as if someone might overhear us.“It’ll be our little secret,” I whispered, winking at him, watching his face light
POV: HENRYI walked into the kitchen, annoyed by James’s delay in returning with the drinks. The moment I entered, I found him standing by the counter, his hand midair as if he’d been caught red-handed. He ran his fingers through his hair, a gesture that seemed to mask something, and took a step back.James flashed me a cynical smile, clearly trying to maintain his composure.“Everything’s fine, buddy,” he said in that irritatingly casual tone of his. “I didn’t know Lauren Becker was your latest hire. Pleasant surprise. I thought I’d say hi, and we ended up chatting a bit, catching up.”My eyes narrowed as I listened. Crossing my arms, I studied his overly relaxed posture before shifting my gaze to Lauren. She was fidgeting with her pajamas, her trembling hands giving away her unease as she avoided looking at me. Something was off, and my patience was wearing t
POV: LAURENI ran to the bedroom as fast as I could, shutting the door behind me and trying to catch my breath. I leaned against the wood, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. Theo was sitting on the bed with the remote in his hand, a bright, excited smile lighting up his face.“Fairy! I picked out a bunch of movies,” he said eagerly, pointing proudly at the TV. “We’re going to watch all of them, right?”I forced a smile, trying to hide my frazzled state.“Of course, my little brave one. We’ll watch as many as you can handle before you fall asleep,” I said as I walked over to the bed and sat down beside him. But before I could fully settle in, Theo’s sharp eyes narrowed with concern.“Fairy, what happened to your arm?” he asked, pointing at the spot where James’s handprints were still visible, dark bruises stark against my skin.
POV: HENRYI hesitated in front of the door, my hand hovering midair, ready to knock. But something held me back. The muffled sound of her crying seeped through the wood, heavy with anguish. I clenched my fists, closed my eyes, and let out a long sigh. I knew that, even if I asked, she wouldn’t tell me what was going on.Turning away in frustration, I made my way to my office. Lauren’s perfume still clung to my clothes, a vivid reminder that unsettled me more than I wanted to admit. The trembling of her body in my arms and the fear evident in her every movement lingered fresh in my mind, leaving me restless.I turned on the computer, my patience already worn thin. I accessed the house’s security cameras, knowing there was one installed in the kitchen. As the image loaded, I ran a hand over my face, trying to keep control. When the footage finally played, my jaw tightened, and I slammed my fist onto the desk.&
POV: LAURENMy hands worked in sync with my mouth, sliding up and down in the same rhythm as my suckers, while my tongue played with precise movements, stimulating every sensitive spot. His length throbbed against my tongue—hot, rigid, utterly delicious.Henry threw his head back, his breathing ragged. The pace quickened, and with my other hand, I cupped his balls, massaging them gently, feeling his body tremble under my touch.“Fuck, Lauren…” he growled, his voice thick with raw pleasure. “If you keep this up, I won’t last, and I want to feel you around me.”In one swift, determined motion, Henry yanked me up, his lips crashing against mine with desperate hunger. My body pressed against his, and I felt his erection pulsing between us. I kept my hand wrapped around him, continuing my movements as he devoured my mouth.He groaned against my lips, bitin
POV: LAURENA gasp escaped me. My entire body throbbed, my breathing became uneven, and the heat between my legs was unbearable.Henry knew exactly what he was doing to me. And I didn’t want him to stop.“So ready for me, my Becker.” Henry’s voice came out hoarse, thick with desire and possession. His dark gaze devoured me as his fingers slowly slid over the thin fabric of my pants, shifting them just enough to expose my intimacy to his touch.The mere brush of his fingertip against my skin made me gasp, and a shaky moan slipped past my lips. A low, satisfied chuckle rumbled in his chest as he registered my immediate reaction.“Easy, little one,” he murmured, his lips curling into a smirk dripping with mischief. “We’re just getting started. I want to taste every inch of you.”“Henry…” His name spilled
POV: LAURENThe air between us grew thick, charged with electricity and desire. My heart pounded against my ribs, and my breath turned ragged as the heat of his body fused with mine. The rich, masculine scent of Henry surrounded me, igniting an insatiable longing that made my skin burn.“Henry…” My voice came out in a shaky whisper, caught between hesitation and surrender.His gaze, intense and filled with raw lust, locked onto mine. It was like an inescapable fire, consuming any last shred of resistance I might have had. My body pulsed under his touch, every inch of my skin sensitized by the searing path of his fingers. His strong hands slid along the curve of my waist, pulling me even closer against him, and a delicious shiver ran down my spine.“Stop running from what you want, Lauren.” His voice was low, husky, and intoxicating. His mouth hovered dangerously close to mine, and the promise in his words made me hold my breath. “You want me just as much as I want you. Say yes… and be
POV: HENRYLauren was visibly better after a few weeks of rest. The test results showed that everything was within normal parameters, which brought us immense relief. Theodor had grown even closer to her, reading to her belly every night, telling stories filled with promises for the future sibling, describing the games and mischief they would share.Since Becker’s bleeding incident, I simply hadn’t allowed her to sleep alone anymore. This change in our routine brought us closer in an intense and unexpected way. Her mind was fascinating—brilliant, full of ideas and suggestions that made our business conversations not only productive but also enjoyable. Without realizing it, she lifted a great weight off my shoulders, and I found myself eager to share every detail with her.“It's official—I think I've found my replacement.” My voice carried a teasing, playful tone, just enough to make her lift her blue eyes from the report and stare at me, surprised.“What did you say?” Her expression s
POV: LAUREN“Mom, please! Henry is going to freak out when he finds out what you did!” I exclaimed, watching another batch of cupcakes come out of the oven while Theo, covered in frosting from head to toe, worked on his masterpiece with chocolate and colorful sprinkles. “He’s already had way too much sugar!”“Oh, Lauren, let the boy be a kid!” My mom huffed, rolling her eyes as she tidied up the counter. “I raised you the same way, spoiled you with love and sugar, and look at you now—a grown, healthy woman. So let me spoil this little angel my way.”Theo looked up at me, his eyes shining with happiness, the tip of his nose smudged with whipped cream.“Grandma is amazing, Fairy!” the little one chimed in.I sighed, already defeated.“See?” My mom smiled triumphantly, winking at me. “I&
POV: ETHANThat damn billionaire looked at me with an air of superiority, certain that he had already won this battle. His threatening tone left no doubt—he knew about the embezzlement, and those incompetent fools in my finance department had miserably failed to cover up the evidence. I’d have to deal with this mess later.I drummed my fingers against the desk, calculating my options. So this was what it was about? Henry Carter was here to reclaim what his dear wife had lost. Lauren always had a knack for attracting trouble. Even after the divorce, she was still a nuisance. If I had gotten rid of her at the right time—an accident carefully planned—no one would have suspected a thing.The thought amused me for a moment, but I had to regain control. Carter was still in front of me, impatient, waiting for my answer.“So, what will it be?” he asked, his jaw clenched, his eyes locked
POV: HENRYEthan leaned slightly over the desk, his eyes filled with provocation, as if savoring each word before letting them out.“Mr. Carter…” He spoke slowly, dragging out his tone, feeding off the tension. “Man to man… I know you married my ex-wife.”I kept my expression impassive, though hearing Lauren’s name from his mouth was enough to irritate me. He noticed—and continued.“I also heard she’s expecting your heir,” Ethan added.My jaw tightened, and my fingers flexed slightly against the fabric of my suit, but I remained still, staring at him.He paused dramatically, his eyes analyzing every minute reaction, as if searching for a weakness to exploit.“But there’s no need to come here and mark your territory,” he said, a malicious glint in his eyes. “I ha
POV: HENRY“Where to, sir?” the driver looked at me through the rearview mirror.“PharmaCare Industries.” I ran a hand over my neatly trimmed beard, casting one last glance at the mansion. The life I was building there needed to be protected.I grabbed my phone and sent a message to Lucian. I needed him to meet me at Lauren’s ex-husband’s company with the financial documents detailing the embezzlement. Furthermore, I never understood my brother’s interest in doing business with PharmaCare. There were more solid companies and hospitals we had strategic partnerships with, expanding branches and investing in medical technologies far more profitable than Ethan’s ventures.The car glided smoothly into the parking lot. Checking my watch as I stepped out, I scanned the surroundings. No sign of Lucian.“Always late…” I muttered, massag
POV: LAUREN“Daughter, is that how you greet your mother?” My mom frowned, placing her hands firmly on her hips as she stared at me with disapproval. “This handsome man called me, saying my little girl needed me. You're pregnant, you need rest, and maybe a little motherly love would help you feel better.”My eyes widened, and I immediately turned to Henry, glaring at him as if I could set him on fire with my stare.“You called my mother?” I asked through clenched teeth, feeling my body heat with indignation. “And you told her about the pregnancy?!”He remained calm, as imposing as ever.“Actually, your mother saw the news about your dramatic entrance to the hospital in the arms of CEO Henry Carter,” Kate interjected, holding my mom's purse and trying to ease the tension. “So, let’s just say she kind of threatened to storm