Edward POV I was lost in complete shock. My Nessa got into an accident? How on earth did that happen. Was she with Liam? Are they both safe? I need urgent answers. Feeling restless while seated in the car, I browse through my phone. Fuck. She had sent me some texts already. Why didn't my PA tell me. I place a call to Liam's school. He's still there. I need to get him first before going to see Nessa. I feel so upset about this. Was it a set up? I'd loose myself if anything happens to her. "Drive faster Xavier. This is urgent." I yelled at my driver with hopes to hasten him up. I also texted my private investigator. There's a lot of work to be done. *** Vanessa POV The sounds of police and ambulance sirens echoed in my head as my eyes slowly drifted open. An immediate sharp pain around my head followed, with a feeling of a bandage, wrapped around it. Where was I? My eyeballs moved a little, scanning the location. I am in a hospital, lying flat on a bed, with my le
Vanessa POV The faint aroma of the pink flowers Edward had set in a vase on the kitchen counter blended with the smell of roast chicken as it spread into the living room. Sunlight poured through the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows as I lay in a warm blanket on the plush couch with my head resting on a pillow. The accident still hurt my body, but the bruises were getting better, and the bandages on my head were about to come off. Every employee at the mansion, including the gardeners and maids, was momentarily removed to be questioned about the accident. For all we know it could have been anyone. "Look, mommy! Check out what I got from Edward!” I was interrupted by Liam's eager voice. His smile might have illuminated the entire mansion as he rushed into the room with a bright red toy race vehicle. Wincing a little at the tug in my lower back, I managed a small grin and sat up straighter. Even though my chest was constricted, I murmured, "That's a really cool car, sweethea
Vanessa POVThe air smelt like lavender flowers in the beautiful garden. I sat on the picnic mat, dressed in a mini sundress and entwined in Edward’s arms. My giggles and laughter echoed out of me as he tickled my body. His sexy grin, very alluring and full of mischief made it almost impossible for me to be annoyed. “Alright fine. You win!” I screamed cheerfully managing to push his hands away as I escaped from his embrace. I got up from the mat and spun around in excitement. Edward leaned back on his elbows and crossed his legs, watching me with those piercing blue eyes that saw right through my soul. “Nessa,” he spoke, calling to me softly with a hint of sudden seriousness in his tone. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.” I froze, eyes lighting up as I walked back to the mat and positioned my self on top of him. “Oh yeah? Not even when you won the gambling lottery last week?” I asked, raising my eyebrows as I joked. Edward laughed, shaking his head in opposition. “Th
Vanessa POVThe body guards won’t let me out of their sight, so I pleaded for 20 minutes of space before they came looking for me again. Daniel had given me the address to his company earlier, so I planned to confront him there.When I got to the entrance, the site of the company label boldly written over the high rise roof came to view. “Westborne Inc.” I said the name, walking into what felt like another world. The interior looked very modern, sleek and exotic. Everything shined like it was just newly polished and it made the ambience more appealing. I adjusted the hem of my pink dress, letting the soft silk press against my skin. It’s part of the dresses I bought on the afternoon of the accident. The corset waist held me firmly, extenuating my curves. I paired it with nude heels that caused the marble floors to click as I made my way to the receptionist. Earlier, I pulled my red hair into a slick back low bun. I was finally able to style my hair again after the head bandages we
Edward POVA single bulb flickered in the dimly lit room I stood in. From my brief stay in the room, I could tell that it smelt like a mixture of cigarettes, fear and sweat.I was staring at him. The bald hitman who tried to harm Vanessa. His wrists were tightly tied behind him as he sat in a way that caused him to slouch on his chair.Glancing at him, you’d think he was full of fight. But my senses knew there was fear in his eyes and a tremble coming from his lips.Leaning against the table, I rolled my office sleeves up, adjusting my cuff links too. Then I focused my stares at him proper. Jonathan, my private investigator was right beside me, sharpening two blades in his hands. He did it so randomly, like a pro.He always had his cunning way of making people talk without uttering a word. His death stares were very intense, it almost made me feel sorry for whoever ended dup in that iron chair.“Do you know who I am?” I began lowly, my voice entwined with havoc. “Let’s move from intro
Susan POVIt felt so good to have some sex after all the time of denial. Edward wasn't the only one who knew how to touch me. I was secretly having an affair with this rich doctor. A sex deprived married man who wanted some fun. He goes by the name Billy. I'm laying on the bed and he's on top of me, fucking me like his life depends on it. He's kissing my boobs and sucking my nipples all at the same time. I'm touching my clit to match his tempo. "Fuck. You're so hot Susan. Shake those tits for me." He whispered, pulling away so he can watch while still moving inside me. I was getting close my release. I held my boobs and began shaking them like he asked, rubbing them together and playing with the nipples. 'Ah yes.' he moaned moving faster at the sight of it. I liked the reaction I got from him. It gave me even more pleasure. "Come on Billy, make me feel good " I moaned, shaking my boobs faster this time. "Get on top, I want to watch those tits bounce." He commanded. That wor
Vanessa POVLiam’s laughter echoed through the hallways as I fixed his shirt collar. He wore a little tie he insisted on wearing since today is ‘Take your parents to school Day.’The excitement in him is very contagious, and for the first time in a while I felt a sincere smile forming on my lips along side a joyous feeling.Today was for Liam and I, not Edward, Daniel or any boy drama.“How do I look mommy?” He asked me, jumping around excitedly. “You look amazing honey. All the parents will be jealous of me.” I replied winking as I smoothened his shirt.We got to school, his hand entwined with mine with the body guards walking right behind us. I could feel so many eyes staring, watching us, Some filled with curiosity, while others filled with judgement. Silently, they whispered in low tones. But not low enough because I could hear the murmurs.“Isn’t that Vanessa Coleman?”“I heard she’s dating Edward Silver, the hot Billionaire.” Some women whispered, their gazes fixed on me as we
Vanessa POV The text echoed in my head as I got to Edwards’s office, it was just like the last time I came. I left Liam at home with the maids and his body guards, I felt too scared to take him out with me. The threat text had destabilized me, I just wanted all this drama to be suspended and over for good. Vanya glared at me as she saw me emerge from the elevator. But I didn’t have her time or energy. There were more issues on ground to worry about. The voices of murmurs and echoes hummed in my ears as I approached Edward’s office, sensing that he had some company. His office door was halfway open. A familiar voice came to my hearing. It was Susan. “Come on Edward, can’t you see that you and I are a perfect fit? I know I made some mistakes but we can make amendments.” Susan said desperately, running her hand on Edward’s sleeve. I felt annoyed from watching her. She wore a short gown, her boobs almost falling out From the top part of the dress. I couldn’t read Edward’s exp
Edward’s POVThe glass in my hand was sweating. I hadn’t even touched the damn drink yet. Whiskey, neat. My old go-to when I wanted to forget, when I wanted to feel something burn before the numbness settled in. It was a little past midnight, everyone at home was asleep. But I was restless.I sat in the back of my sleek, black rolls Royce, fingers drumming against the leather seat as the city lights flickered past the tinted windows. New York was still buzzing, as always, pretending like nothing was falling apart. But for me, everything in my world was unraveling—and fast.Kaz was back. My company was compromised. Vanessa… she wasn’t mine the way I wanted her to be. And Daniel. Fucking Daniel, always a step closer to her heart than I was.“Sir?” My driver turned his head slightly. “We’re here.”I looked up. The red neon sign of Club Volta buzzed above the entrance, hazy in the misty night air. The place where I first laid eyes on Vanessa after 5 years. Where her fire and defiance sla
Vanessa’s POVThe ride back to the mansion was quiet, too quiet. Liam had drifted off to sleep in the backseat, clutching his buzz light year action figure to his chest, while Edward kept his eyes on the road, jaw clenched, knuckles white on the steering wheel. I could tell something was wrong. Not just the fatigue etched into his face, but the way his posture had shifted—like a man bracing himself for impact.I’d overheard part of his phone call earlier. Just a few clipped words. More updates about Kaz, he fled. not in custody—but it was enough to churn my stomach. I didn’t press him about it when we left Daniel’s penthouse. I didn’t need confirmation to know that the man who haunted my nightmares had once again slipped through the cracks.The mansion came into view, warm lights glowing through tall windows. It was supposed to feel like coming home, but all I felt was dread creeping into my chest. The moment the car stopped, Edward turned to me, eyes softening slightly.“I’ll carry h
Daniel POVSunday, 29th AprilThe late morning light sliced through the penthouse windows, casting sharp lines over the hardwood floors. Vanessa was still upstairs with Liam, cocooned in a thin bubble of calm that I didn’t want to break. Edward had stepped out to prepare the mansion for their return, since Vanessa and Liam were going back today. Kaz had fled New York so it was safe for them again, but my senses told me otherwise. The past few days have been intense and overwhelming.The world outside didn’t stop spinning just because we needed peace.I grabbed my jacket, left a note by the coffee machine—just in case—and slipped out of the penthouse without a sound. The hallway was quiet. My security detail stood outside the door, nodding once as I passed. They knew the drill by now: stay close, stay alert, stay ready.Ten minutes later, I was buried behind my desk at Westborne inc’s satellite office on the East Side, trying to plow through enough paperwork that I had to clarify befor
Vanessa POV The clock on Daniel’s living room wall ticked too loudly.It was almost noon, but time felt suspended—caught between the silence of waiting and the heaviness of fear.I stood by the window, arms folded tightly across my chest, watching the clouds roll in over Manhattan like bruises. Rain threatened in the distance, but all I could feel was the chill of dread creeping up my spine. Edward left for a business meeting and hadn’t come back yet. I tried to tell myself that was okay—that he was probably stuck in traffic, or giving the police a statement, or just… breathing. But deep down, I knew something had happened.I had sensed it in his voice earlier.The call wasn’t long. I’d only caught the tail end when Daniel stepped out of the room, but I heard the tension. The clipped tone. The sharp inhale before he hung up.Kaz.He’d found him. I didn’t need confirmation—I just knew.“Mommy?”I turned. Liam stood behind me, clutching a stuffed bear to his chest. His curls were messy
Edward’s POVThe sun hadn’t risen yet, but the city was already beginning to stir beneath me. I sat behind the wheel of my car, parked a block away from the rundown building that Detective Slater had mentioned over the phone. A warehouse near the East River, supposedly condemned but still lingering with shadows. I tightened my grip around the steering wheel, knuckles white. My private investigator Jonathan, sat in the passengers seat.The moment Slater called Daniel, I was already slipping on my coat. The name Kaz had my blood running cold.“You sure this is the place?” I asked again into my Bluetooth headset.“I don’t joke about guys like him,” Slater responded, his voice crackling with static. “Anonymous tip came in. They said someone matching Kaz’s description has been hiding out here the last few nights. No security cams in the area, but the timing lines up.”I stared at the building, its brick walls crusted with grime, rusted metal doors barely holding onto their hinges. “What
Vanessa POV The room was dark, but the silence didn’t comfort me. It was the scream in my head that woke me—loud, raw, too real. My chest heaved as I sat up, drenched in cold sweat, heart thundering. For a second, I couldn’t breathe. Kaz. His voice echoed in my mind like a jagged replay, his hands pinning me down, his threats crackling like fire through my veins. Even the shadows around me seemed to shift like they belonged to him. I turned to check Liam. My darling son was fast asleep, curled in a blanket and unaware of the chaos around us. Safe. For now, I reached for my phone, then stopped. It was just after 4 a.m. I blinked into the dim light, my eyes adjusting slowly. My limbs trembled as I forced myself out of bed and tiptoed into the hallway, my body stiff and sore from the nightmare’s grip. Still, the unease in my chest didn’t lift. It was like a hand was clutching my heart. I didn’t want to go back to bed. My feet moved almost instinctively, padding across
Vanessa POV Wendy Hawthorne walked in like she owned the damn place. I blinked, stunned, as her heels clicked sharply against the hardwood floor of Daniel’s penthouse, her designer trench coat billowing like she’d just stepped off the set of a soap opera. She paused dramatically in the entryway, clearly expecting an audience. Her brunette hair styled in waves gleamed under the warm lights, and her lips curled into a half-smile when she saw me. “Well, this is a surprise,” she purred, setting her oversized sunglasses atop her head. “Didn’t expect company, Danny. Though I suppose you’ve always liked strays.” Daniel, who’d been clearing the table with a dishtowel still in hand, stiffened beside me. “What the hell are you doing here, Wendy?” he asked, voice sharp with irritation. Wendy swept into the dinning room like she hadn’t heard him, her gaze flitting between the dimmed lights, the warm plates on the dining table, and finally—me. “I see you’ve been entertaining.” “Ans
Daniel POV The soft chime of the elevator echoed through the penthouse as I opened the door, just in time to see Vanessa and Liam stepping out with Edward trailing behind them. My gut twisted a little—maybe it was the sight of Liam holding Vanessa’s hand, or maybe it was the way Edward’s gaze landed on me with that ever-present rivalry in his eyes. Vanessa looked exhausted, though still striking as always—her eyes guarded, her steps careful. Liam clutched a small suitcase in one hand and a toy car in the other, his eyes darting around the hallway like a curious little explorer. “Welcome,” I said, stepping forward. My voice came out smoother than I felt. “Liam, I got something for you.” The little boy tilted his head suspiciously, but I could already see the curiosity winning. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small treat bag—soft chewy caramels, the kind that didn’t stick to your teeth, thankfully. His eyes lit up. “Can I have one, Mommy?” Vanessa smiled faintly. “J
Friday, April 26th Vanessa POV The drive back to the mansion was heavy with silence. Edward’s car hummed quietly as we cruised through New York’s glowing streets, city lights throwing long shadows across the dashboard. The weight in my chest had only grown since Kaz reappeared—his return hadn’t just shaken me, it shattered something I hadn’t realized was still fragile. It wasn’t just the attack. It was everything—the fear, the buried trauma, the flood of memories. Edward kept stealing glances at me, his lips pressed into a tight line. He didn’t speak, but the air buzzed with the words he wasn’t saying. I knew he wanted me to open up. The problem was, I didn’t know how. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “You didn’t tell me about the texts.” My heart skipped. “The texts?” I echoed, trying to sound casual. “The ones about you and Liam. The ones you never mentioned.” A knot twisted in my stomach. I should’ve told him. But I didn’t. And now it was too late to pretend it