Narrator P.O.VAlexandra’s heart fluttered when she heard Adrian say “home”. She never really had a place she could call home.A definition for home. Home was a place you could go to take the burdens off your shoulders. A place for comfort and healing. There was no other place like it. Her parents house couldn't exactly be considered a home.For most of her life, her parents were rarely there, and even when they were, they didn’t give her much of their attention. The warmth from them was only temporary.She found lasting warmth in other people. She found the feeling of comfort that one would get from home in others.She found it momentarily in Lucian.Sparsely in Irene.Constantly with her Grandpa.Always with Katrina.Katrina was an enigma. It took a while for Alexandra to understand that she couldn’t use her feelings to hold Katrina back. Katrina needed space to spread her wings. She was a free-spirited girl. She was either everywhere at the same time or nowhere at all. Locked up in
Alexandra’s POVMy back hurts. Like a bitch. A dirty, bad one.OuchI flinched once more when my back roughly brushed against the seat’s backrest.It itched as well.Adrian and I had left the Hospital 30 minutes ago, and within that time, my painkillers had worn off. I didn’t mention it to Adrian. My medicine was in a different car with the personal nurse Adrian hired. I did not want to bother him, so I tried to hold it in.I underestimated how painful it would be.Especially when my back made contact with the seat rest. I tried to scoot away from it and lean forward, but it would be too weird if I did that. Adrian was beside me. I was scared he would notice my discomfort.The car was comfortable. Or rather, I would have enjoyed it more if my back wasn’t slashed. The car model once again reminded me of how wealthy the man I was married to was.It was a Range Rover SV. A car worth a fortune And Adrian had us stay in one car with a driver, and there were two other cars, one in front of
Alexandra’s POVBlood rushed to my cheeks.Adrian smirked at me.I had responded too fast, and I knew it.My brain was still transfixed by the beautiful view from this place. It was perfectly angled, so I could see the sunset and sunrise. His question caught me off guard.He was going to tease me now. I could feel it.“You responded immediately; I’m surprised. I thought it would take longer to convince you, but you seem to have wanted this as well; maybe I should have said this earlier, hmm, love?” He teased me. His finger was coming up to boop my nose.I blushed and glared at him.“Die.” I threatened, but he just chuckled in response.My heart rate went up.This man was going to kill me.“You’re adorable.” He commented. I ignored him and moved away.After this interaction, I looked around the room to distract myself from the frantic beating of my heart.Apart from the beautiful sun-set and sun-rise views from the translucent wall, the room was lovely. It had a neutral color palette,
Alexandra’s POVIf there was one conversation I didn’t want to have with Adrian, it was this one.I didn’t want to talk to him about it.Penelope.I had too much drama attached to that name. For some time, it was mine. How terrific.I suddenly remembered how Adrian had gotten his information. Adrian knew a lot of things about me.I wondered how he could still talk about developing feelings after knowing all of that.“How much do you know?" I decided not to test the waters.“Everything, you know, and maybe more.” He told me, and my heart dropped.I frowned.“Its okay. Remember what I told you before? I will not judge you for what happened in the past. Remember that Penelope was using you and everyone around you to get her revenge? The main target of it is done, but she still remains adamant on this, and I will not let her have her way. Not again. Know this, and never forget that I am on your side,” He declared. I saw something flicker in his eyes. It was gone before I could register wh
Alexandra’s POVI couldn’t accept it. Although I was dissatisfied with my parents, I did not want us to lose the company.“But didn’t you just say that she is an illegitimate child? She isn’t even registered under the Castle family; she shouldn’t be able to access their property.” I tried to reason it out, but Adrian’s response left me stumped.He sighed and slowly shook his head.“We are in a day and age where public opinion can change a lot. Although I don’t know how she did it, she is currently registered under the Castle family name. There are still a lot of details I have yet to figure out, but with time, I will. Ask me about anything, and I will tell you. She suddenly grew an extra head and decided to hurt Sinclair. I will not let her off for whatever reason.” I saw hostility flash through his eyes.“She has been silently working behind the scenes, but now she is ready to come out into the open. She isn’t working alone, as far as I can tell. I haven’t found out who she is workin
Alexandra’s POVI stood there, taunting. Holding onto the thick blanket that was surprisingly very light, a contrast to my initial thoughts aboutMy mind drifted back to the time I was in the closet searching. I was dumb. I should’ve noticed that they weren’t mine, and even if Adrian didn't know my size, he definitely wouldn’t have gotten such large clothes instead. And he definitely wouldn’t have placed my clothes on his side of the closet. An embarrassing mistake.My ears felt hot as I averted Adrian’s teasing gaze. He seemed to have gotten used to teasing me, and I, for some unfathomable reason, seemed to have gotten used to his teasing.“I just made a mistake; I couldn’t find the ones you said you bought for me. Why weren’t you being specific? You brought this on yourself.” I decided to blame him. It was petty, I know, but I refused to take the blame for it all.He looked entertained by my begrudging statement.“Oh? And when you didn’t see it, why didn’t you just wear your own clo
Narrator’s POVMichael Bennett was a crafty man. He did not mind using unorthodox methods to get control of a situation.Currently, he was facing a dilemma because his usually obedient and easy-to-control daughter seemed to be having a rebellious streak. She talked back more and disobeyed his orders. He believed himself to be a great man of integrity and power; why would he allow himself to be disrespected by his own daughter?That said, she had run away (got discharged from the hospital without him knowing) from home and left to only heaven knows where. And that wasn’t the worst part; she seemed to have grown dependent on his rival’s son. Said son, he realized, was more formidable than he had expected.He needed to act fast and get his daughter back; he had a feeling that if he didn’t, he would regret it for a long time.Mr. Bennett could best be described as self-prestigious and delusional. He seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who practically sold his daughter off into ma
Alexandra’s POV.This wasn’t the first time I had kissed Adrian. The first time was at my wedding. And at the time, it was a short kiss. But that short kiss made bubbles boil up in my stomach. That was the feeling I had before: dread. I fainted from the dread.I would never admit to Adrian that the kiss did things to me. I never considered the fact that Adrian would one day kiss me again.I felt shivers run down my spine after he kissed me. And surprisingly, it wasn’t a bad shiver.I gave him a dazed look. My mind felt absolutely blank.He leaned back for a bit to assess me. Seeing the stupid look on my face, he chuckled."Are you okay, love? You seem a little dazed?" he asked slyly."I…" I started, but my voice trailed off. My mind was still blank.Before I could make another attempt to speak, Adrian leaned in again to kiss me. He moved in slowly and stared into my eyes, as if giving me a chance to reject him, but I didn’t—no, more like I couldn’t.I couldn’t deny it anymore. I might
Narrator's POVTears streamed down Alexandra's face as she clutched her mother's hand, her voice trembling.I can't believe this is happening, mom. We have to do everything we can to bring our baby home."Adrian, determined to do whatever it took to ensure his child's safe return, paced back and forth in the room. Suddenly, his phone buzzed with an incoming call.With apprehension etched on his face, Adrian answered the call. The voice on the other end was cold and demanding; it was no other person than their sworn enemy, Penelope Castle.Adrian, listen carefully. If you ever want to see your baby again, you will bring fifty million dollars to the abandoned warehouse by midnight tomorrow."Adrian clenched his jaw, his eyes flashing with determination. "I want proof that my baby is alive and well before I hand over that kind of money."There was a brief pause, and then she responded, "You will receive a photo of your baby in a few hours. Be ready to deliver the money as instructed. If y
Oliver's POVThe private jet glided smoothly through the clear blue skies as it made its landing onto the runway of the private airport. Inside the luxurious cabin, Alexandra sat comfortably in a plush leather seat, her eyes fixed on the window as the Italian countryside transformed into familiar surroundings.After a long stay in Italy, Alex was finally returning home with her newborn child. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of emotions as she navigated the rollercoaster of motherhood, aided by her mother and the faithful bodyguards who had accompanied her on this journey.As the plane touched down, the engines roared to a halt, and the door of the cabin opened. Alex emerged, adorned in a stylish yet understated outfit befitting her status as a billionaire's wife. Her mother, a wise and affectionate woman, followed closely behind, carrying the precious bundle in her arms.Stepping out, she felt a rush of emotions. She hadn't seen her home for what felt like an eternity, and the
Narrator's POVIn the center of the lavishly decorated nursery, a towering figure stood, his tailored suit contrasting against the delicate innocence cradled in his arms with tenderness and protectiveness.With every beat of his heart, Adrian felt an overwhelming surge of love as he gazed down at his daughter. Her tiny fingers wrapped around one of his, and their connection was instantaneous. The weight of the world seemed to disappear as he held her close, her soft breaths becoming a melody in his ears.As he looked down at her tiny face, a smile beamed across Adrian's face. He marveled at her delicately soft skin and the faint tufts of hair that crowned her head. The room seemed to hold its breath, awestruck by the purity and innocence of the moment."You are my little princess, Ava," Adrian whispered, his voice filled with awe and unconditional love. "I promise you, my precious angel, that I will give you everything you could ever need or want in this world."As Ava cooed in respon
Narrator's POVThe room was dimly lit, with only a small lamp providing some light in the corner. The sound of medical equipment beeping could be heard faintly in the background, and the scent of disinfectant hung in the air. In the center of the room was a hospital bed with stirrups on either side.Lying on the bed, in the grip of labor pains, was Alexandra. Her long hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat, and her eyes were squeezed tightly.Her husband, Adrian, stood beside her, holding her hand tightly and whispering words of encouragement. Sweat trickled down her forehead, her hands tightly clasping her husband's, seeking comfort and support."You're doing great, my love," he said, watching her struggle through another contraction.Alex let out a groan, and her body tensed as the pain surged through her. The doctor and his assistants were hurrying around the room, checking machines, and preparing for the delivery.As the contractions intensified, Alex's grip on Adrian's han
Adrian's POVAs I made my way to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water for Alexandra, I couldn't shake off the worry that had clouded my mind. She had been feeling dizzy earlier, and I hoped that a simple glass of water would provide her some relief. As I entered the kitchen, I noticed that Alexandra was talking intimately with her mother in the living room. I couldn't help but eavesdrop on their conversation as I filled the glass with water."I've made a decision, Mom. Alexandra's voice reached my ears, somewhat muffled from the distance. "I'm going to Italy to have the baby, and, Mom, I really want you to come with me. Will you be there?"A wave of relief washed over me as I held the full glass of water in my hands. Knowing that Alexandra wouldn't be undertaking this journey alone brought a certain sense of comfort to my heart. I had been planning on visiting Italy for the baby's birth, wanting to be there to support Alexandra every step of the way.Quietly walking towards the livin
Alexandra’s POVI had always known Adrian was not a saint, but I did not expect him to be deep in this sh*t, which was quite scary. I know he only kidnapped Penelope for my sake, but I did not approve. I did not sign up for all this violent shit, and now Penelope wants to have her revenge. After what she did to Katrina, she should have just accepted what Adrian did to her as karma. I hated Penelope with all of my heart, but I could not bring myself to wish her death. If she was going to be a threat to my child, then I would probably kill her myself.Consumed in my thoughts, I heard the familiar sound of my phone ringing on the other end. I picked it up to check on the caller, and it turned out to be my mom. Wondering why she was calling when it was really late, I hesitated no further as I picked up the phone.I reached for my phone and saw my mother’s name displayed on the screen. Confusion and concern filled my heart as I hastily answered the call. “Mom? What is wrong?” I asked, my v
Narrator's POVAlexandra walked down the stairs, clad in a silk robe, and felt a pleasant sense of calm after a good and long sleep as soon as she got back from the hospital.As she made her way to the kitchen, she noticed something out of the ordinary—unknown bodyguards stationed strategically at every corner of the house. Her curiosity raised, she approached her personal bodyguard, Emily, who stood by the entrance of the kitchen."Emily, what is happening? Why are there so many guards here today?" She asked, her eyes scanning the room, searching for answers.Emily, with a serious expression, looked at her with a mixture of concern and reassurance. "Mrs. Sinclair, it is your husband's orders. He wants to ensure your safety and the security of this place."Alex's heart skips a beat; she had never seen so many guards in their home at once. Her mind raced with thoughts, unsure of what might be happening outside their well-guarded walls."Is something going on?" she asked, a hint of worr
Narrator's POVAdrian locks eyes with Jeremy's; a mixture of anger and satisfaction is visible in his eyes as he gazes at him. Jeremy, with a desperate and fearful look in his eyes, attempts to make a futile escape. But Adrian's men were fast and swiftly overpowered him, ensuring that he wouldn't get far; moreover, they were scared of what Adrian would do to them if they ever let Jeremy escape.Vado searches the safe house for any additional evidence or signs of Penelope as he stumbles upon a table littered with bloodied bandages and used cotton wool. His heart sank, realizing the severity of the situation. It was clear that Penelope had been severely injured during her escape.His mind races, contemplating the possible scenarios. How has she managed to escape? Was she somewhere else, seeking help? Or had Jeremy managed to hide her? The questions swirled in Vado's mind, and his determination to find Penelope grew stronger.With Jeremy's hands bound tightly, Vado and the other guys car
Adrian’s POVAs soon as Alexandra’s mother came rushing in, I excused myself and headed to the restroom, hoping to clear my thoughts. As I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection, guilt washed over me.Was it the right thing to do? …. Did I add unnecessary worry and stress to an already difficult situation? I told the boys to get rid of her, and they never disappointed. What if Alexandra really saw Penelope?“Shit,” I say to myself silently, as these thoughts really weigh heavily on my mind.Taking a deep breath, I remind myself that my intentions were rooted in love and concern for Alex and her well-being.I decided to call Vado to confirm my order has been done. I dial the number, the anticipation building with each ring. Finally, a voice answered on the other end,"Hello?" It was Vado, my most trusted henchman."Vado, I need to know if the order has been executed," I said, my voice composed but laced with a trace of concern.There was a brief moment of silence before