Vanessa POV Edward's bodyguards helped in loading the SUV with our boxes as I ushered Liam into the car. "Where are we going mommy?" He asked me curiously. I didn't even know what to tell him cause I had no idea of what to expect. But I decided to be hopeful. "We're going to our new home Liam. You're going to love it." I hope my words are true "Yay" he responded to me as he returned his attention to his Nintendo game console. The car stopped and pulled over at a stunning white mansion. It was so beautiful. Nothing like I'd ever seen before in the city of New York. Edward must have just newly acquired this place. It seemed like he was just moving in too. The mansion had big see through gates circled all over it. The design of the gate was very rare and the color was mixed with shiny silver stones like rubies. The gate required a code and had a security camera right outside it. One of the body guards typed it in and the gates flew open, revealing a beautiful garden. The
Vanessa "You live here?" Susan laughed walking closer to me as her eyes scanned my appearance from my head to toe. I may not have much but my fashion style and taste is very classy and expensive. One wouldn't be able to tell I was an average person from just looking at me. I was dressed in a royal blue maxi dress that extenuated my curves and my long red hair was loose and complemented my dress. The only person who didn't appreciate me was Edward. "Yes, I do." i snapped back at her. My mind was roaming all over the place with so many possibilities. "Why?" She asked me. What business is it of hers? "It's complicated. Susan, why are you here?" She was testing my patience . "I'm going out with Edward Silver." She said smoothly, like she didn't know he was my ex and we used to be best friends. We fell out when she moved away from New York to Chicago and couldn't keep up with communication. Now she's back. "Since when?" I asked her, feeling irritated from her words. This thing betw
Vanessa POV2 weeks had passed since I moved in with Edward. He barely stayed at the mansion. Rumor has it from the maids that he spends most of his time in his penthouse. One of the high rise elite buildings in New York.He only came home during the weekends to spend time with his son then he would leave again.Liam was getting used to his new life and fitting in perfectly in his new school. Most children schooling there are rich so they treat each other with respect. Since I quit my job I've had more time to myself.Staring through the tinted window of the SUV, I adore the beautiful city of New York. I send Edward texts and calls every now and then, but he doesn't pick or respond to any.Instead I get texts from an unknown number saying "Stay away from Edward. He doesn't want you." I know Susan is the only one petty enough to do that, and the texts are getting more violent.Is this what I have to put up with for the next 6 months?My phone rang. It's my sister Mandi in the UK. She i
Vanessa POV I stood in the bathroom, brushing my teeth as my mind replayed the little scene that transpired between Edward and I last night. What came over him? And why was I so responsive to his advances? Edward has shown me these past few weeks that he doesn't give a shit about me. Now he suddenly wants to care and gain access to my body? Unbelievable. I couldn't drop Liam off at school today cause of this conference meeting. Edward's driver Donovan did it instead. Edward had left the house earlier at 7 to his penthouse. He told the maids to inform me he had an important zoom call. Why didn't he do the call here instead? After taking a bath, I changed into a black corporate long-sleeve dress. It has flare hands and a high slit at my left upper thigh. After styling my long red hair into a high pony tail, I wrapped it into a donut. Afterwards I decided to touch up my face with some make up. Staring at the finish product in the mirror in front of me, I was certain my looks w
Vanessa POV We sat silently in the Mercedes Benz and drove to the Venue. Not even one word. Just Donovan, playing his music. Edward is playing games with me and I'm not sure I can keep up. I felt like breaking into tears again but I won't give him the satisfaction. I can't keep falling victim of his tricks because my heart still yearns for him. It's time to find a replacement. All the guys I dated after him messed up so I lost hope in finding someone. This time I had to make sure it found a way to work out. I could see tons of people crowding the front building of Edward's Company. The name written boldly at the top of the high rise building. 'Silver Tech and co.' One of the leading and most successful tech and business oriented companies in the world. They are into Technology, Business, Finance, stocks and inventions of some popular electrical appliances here in New York. As we got closer to the entrance, I could see paparazzi ready for action with their cameras and some
Susan POV My eye balls were red and dripping hot tears from the way Edward had just treated me. I got home, throwing myself on my couch as I thought of the best possible way to get rid of Vanessa. Everything started to go wrong for me the moment that bitch showed up again in Edward's life. Before then I had it all, the money, the attention, the sex. I was number one in Edward's eyes. Even if our relationship started off on a contract for sex and money, it couldn't change the fact that he was starting to grow fond of me. Now it all felt non existent. Why is she suddenly back with him anyway? What's the connection between them? I have to do some digging. But before then, I need to make sure she pays for the embarrassment Edward put me through last night and this morning. If I did it myself, it would be too obvious. Drying my tears I reached for my phone. There is this powerful Hitman I know from Chicago. He has men who work for him all over America. "Hi Rodrigo, it's your
Vanessa POV I got home that day, waiting anxiously for Edward. You know what he did? Never showed up. It feels like he's running away from me and avoiding confrontation. It's almost 3 days now and he hasn't showed up in the house. I only tried calling him once but I didn't bother my self too much because he's unavailable. Today is Wednesday and I have a date with Daniel. I dropped Liam at school 4 hours ago so I still have some time to myself. After sketching some fashion illustrations, I realized I didn't have anything to wear for the date.I feel very enthusiastic about the outcome. Daniel has made me grow fond of him already and it's barely even two days. We've been texting almost every minute and we had a brief late night call last night. It became so intense and flirtatious.For a guy I barely know I'd say it was quite forward of me. But he has a charm I can't seem to resist and I love it. I want to look very stunning for this date so I thought of going for brief shopping for a
Vanessa POVThe store guards helped me load the stuff I got into the SUV, since Donovan brought the car upfront. I got into the car and we drove off. "You don't need to apologize, Daniel. Hey let's talk about this tonight." "Fine with me. Can I see that pretty face of yours before I leave you to prepare?" And the awkward moment was gone. He had his way of changing the atmosphere and making it a better one. "Okay hold on." I replied smiling like a 5 year old. Then I muted the call. Before switching to a video call I decided to speak. "We're going to pick Liam from school." I said to Donovan, looking up from my phone to the drivers seat. Suddenly a wave of shock hit me. Donovan wasn't the one driving. Who the hell was this? "Sure." He responded. Maneuvering the car into a corner as my body moved sideways from the aggressive driving. "Where is Donovan?" I asked the strange guy. He was bald, wore an all black outfit and had a snake tattoo at the nape of his neck. "Him and I tak
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