Alexandra's POVI slowly opened my eyes, the piercing sunlight filtering through the curtains only adding to the pounding headache that had plagued me all morning. Tossing and turning in bed, I try to shake off the feeling of discomfort that seems to have penetrated every inch of my body. But as I moved to sit up, an intense wave of nausea hit me with force, forcing me back down onto the plush mattress.Morning sickness. The term seemed so trivial compared to reality and the torment it brought. Every morning since discovering I was pregnant, it had become a ritual—this dance with nausea that left me drained and helpless. Yet, despite the pain, I couldn't help but feel a spark of joy at the thought of the tiny life growing within me.I hear the soft sound of the bedroom door creaking open, and I turn my head to face Adrian, whose face is full of worry.Adrian hurried to my side, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and fear. "Are you alright, my love? What can I do?"I opened my mouth
Narrator’s POVAs Emily drove through the streets with Laura beside her, Alexandra relaxed in the back seat of the car, gazing through the tinted windows, her mind swirling in anticipation and nervousness. She was going to have lunch with her father.The car pulls up to the entrance of the five-star restaurant, and Alex takes a step out. As soon as she entered the restaurant, she immediately sighted her father sitting at the far end of the room, his hair neatly combed as usual. He adjusted his well-tailored suit, hugging his form with elegance. As he looks up, his eyes meet Alexandra’s.Alexandra,” he says, “I am glad you could make it.” He says it again while hugging her and giving her a kiss on the cheek.“Hi dad,” she replies while returning the hug, her tone composed yet with a touch of vulnerability.He nods, gesturing for her to take a seat opposite him. As they settle into their chairs, a waiter pours water into their glasses, offering them menus with a smile.“How have you bee
Adrian’s POVKeeping secrets as a married man is a really difficult task. I really hate it when my privacy is invaded.I was really upset with Alex going through my things, especially inside my office. I have a lot of stuff in there that I do not want her to know about, most especially the kidnapping of Penelope Castle. That reminds me that I really need to take care of that bitch permanently to avoid further issues. I will definitely do that, but for now I have to go and apologize to Alexandra.“Shit,” I whisper under my breath,she is at fault, and I am still the one that gets to apologize to her. I click my tongue and head downstairs, but I decide against it and head to my office first. I put the phone in one of the safes in the office instead of putting it back in the drawer. I had a feeling that she would be back.Finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, I see her sitting at the kitchen counter with a bowl of ice cream, her shoulders slumped and her face stained with tears, talk
Narrator's POVA chilling silence descends upon the room as the henchmen close in, their expressions void of remorse. Penelope’s please fill the air, desperate cries for mercy falling on deaf ears. The room gradually grew darker as darkness consumed not only the physical space but also the very essence of hope.As Adrian turns away, the weight of his decision settles on his shoulders. In that moment, the lines between right and wrong blurred, and the ruthless reality of his world closed in around him. It was a world of power, betrayal, and vengeance—a world where pain begot pain and choices were reduced to a matter of survival.And as her mournful screams joined the echoes of her torment, the room became a stage for the twisted dance of power—the price of revenge paid in blood.Vado had not expected his boss to give that order, as they had never done this to a woman. As they drag her out blindfolded, heading towards the woods, her screams for mercy pierce his soul, but he dares not de
Alexandra's POVMy mother and I sit anxiously in the hospital waiting room, my hands trembling uncontrollably in my lap. The smell of disinfectant hung heavily in the air, making me nauseous. My heart pounded in my chest, the seconds ticking by like an eternity as I anxiously awaited news on my dad's condition.After what felt like hours, the door swung open, and a tired-looking doctor stepped into the room. His white coat was slightly wrinkled, and he had dark circles under his bright eyes. He exuded an air of exhaustion, yet I was hopeful that within him was the information that would address our concerns.My mother's face was covered with worry lines; she rose from her seat beside me. She took a step forward, her voice barely a whisper but filled with desperation."Doctor, how is my husband? Is he going to be okay?"The doctor sighed softly and ran a hand through his disheveled hair. He glanced at my mother, his eyes filled with empathy, then shifted his gaze to me. I could sense t
Alexandra's POVAs I wrapped the towel tightly around myself and stepped out of the shower, my heart sank as I noticed a trickle of blood staining the pristine white tiles beneath my feet. Panic grips me, threatening to consume my thoughts and actions. Quickly, I stumble towards the closet, desperate to find something comfortable to wear.With trembling hands, I reached for a loose-fitting dress, hoping it would provide some ease and freedom for my belly. As I struggle to pull it over my body, a wave of dizziness washes over me, making it hard to maintain my balance. Fear and worry overwhelmed my senses, propelling me to take immediate action.My hands shook as I fumbled for my phone, dialing Emily's number. Each ring felt like an eternity until she finally answered, her voice filled with concern."What's wrong, ma'am?" Emily's voice was calm, but I could sense the urgency in her tone."Emily, I'm bleeding," I whisper, my voice trembling with fear."Something's wrong with the baby. We
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
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
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