BELLA
I groaned, reaching over to silence the alarm, only to swipe through empty air. Confused, my eyes snapped open. Unfamiliar surroundings greeted me, and for a split second, panic gripped my chest. Then it hit me I’m married again. The thought made me grimace. Grumbling to myself about the absurd distance to the alarm, I stumbled out of bed. "I need to change that. Way too far for this nonsense," I muttered. The bathroom was ridiculously huge bigger than my old bedroom. I stared at the marble countertops and gold fixtures, shaking my head. My phone buzzed, snapping me from my daze. The CEO is coming today. “What?!” I nearly dropped my toothbrush in shock. The CEO? The ghost who never visited? Why today of all days? Just as I was about to process the absurdity, Elowen’s name flashed on my screen. I answered, barely managing to hold the phone. “Did you see the message?” she squealed, already worked up. “Yeah... just saw it,” I replied, bracing myself for the whirlwind of Elowen’s excitement. “I heard he’s hot. Powerful, too. Kind of like your husband,” she teased. I rolled my eyes. Sure, David was attractive, everyone said so but he was also exasperating. Infuriatingly so. “Hello? Bella?” Elowen’s voice cut through my thoughts. “I’m here, just brushing my teeth.” “I’m praying the CEO notices me. What if he’s my soulmate?” she laughed dramatically, and I couldn’t help but laugh with her. “You’d trip in front of him like in those cheesy rom-coms, right?” I joked. “Or just march into his office and say, ‘Will you be my boyfriend?’” We both cracked up at the absurdity. After she hung up, I stared at my closet, finally picking something decent. Why was the CEO coming today? Was it because of Vivian? Had she reported me? A gnawing unease crept in. Vivian was dangerous conniving in ways I couldn’t predict. A knock on the door interrupted my spiral. “Breakfast is ready, ma’am,” the head maid’s voice floated in. “I’ll be right down,” I called, mentally preparing myself for whatever awaited. David was already seated at the table when I entered, his sharp gaze cutting through me. For some reason, every time he looked at me like that, I felt... exposed. Vulnerable. “You look nice,” he commented casually, catching me off guard. “Uh, thanks,” I mumbled, awkwardly focusing on my plate. Compliments from David? Rare. “I can drive you to work,” he added, almost as if it were nothing. I froze. Of course, he knew where I worked. This was David Copperfield—he probably knew everything about me. “No thanks,” I said quickly. “I’d rather no one knows we’re... close.” He raised an eyebrow. “Why not?” “The CEO is coming today. I need to keep a low profile,” I explained, hurrying through breakfast. “Oh?” His lips curled into a smirk, as if this CEO intrigued him. “What do you think of him?” “He’s probably just as bad as his sister Vivian. The entire company bends to her will, and he’s never been around to stop her.” My words were laced with frustration. “I’m sure he’s only coming to help her bully me.” His smirk deepened, something dangerous flashing in his eyes. “So that’s what you think?” “Absolutely.” I downed the last of my tea. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to head out.” I kissed Jasper on the forehead before heading for the door. As I glanced back at David, I noticed his expression had shifted dark, menacing. What did I say? The office buzzed with tension as everyone prepared for the CEO’s arrival. Vivian paraded around like royalty, smug and self-satisfied. I could barely stand to look at her. “You should start packing up,” Vivian sneered as she passed my desk. “My brother doesn’t tolerate incompetence.” I gritted my teeth, forcing a smile. “Your brother is just a man, Vivian. Not God.” Before she could retort, the director's voice rang through the office. “The CEO is here!” The room fell into chaos. Everyone scrambled to put on their best smiles, except for Vivian, who took her time, savoring the moment. As I looked up to the entrance, the world slowed. My heart dropped. No. No. No. David. David Copperfield. My husband. The CEO. He stood at the entrance, shaking hands with the director. The room spun. Of all the people it could have been... Why him?Adam Bella"What do you mean?" I asked, staring at Michael my boyfriend, or at least, the man I thought he was as he blocked me from entering his apartment.His eyes held no remorse, no flicker of the love we had shared for six long years. The man I thought I knew stood before me now, cold and distant.It was as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience, a piece of trash he could toss aside without a second thought."I'm sorry, Bella, but we can't be together anymore. We can just be friends. I'm focused on building my career, and I need a woman of my class. We're no longer in the same caliber.I know you helped me through school, but I can't end up with you. I'm a manager now, aiming for something higher. I can support you with some money."His words cut deeper with each sentence. My chest tightened, my breath quickened. I blinked rapidly, trying to process what he had just said when a woman's voice cut through the fog in my mind.I turned, and there she was Vivan, my colleague. Sh
ADAM BELLA "Did you confirm it?" Elowen’s voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of disbelief still clouding my mind."Yeah," I replied, watching the street in a daze. "He said I’m not in his class anymore." My voice was flat, as though saying the words aloud would make the hurt dissipate."Did you kick him?" Her tone was filled with righteous fury.A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips. "Yeah, but... I forgot to slap him.""Good enough. I’m at your apartment. Come quickly. We need to talk."The line went dead, leaving me standing there, torn between laughing and crying. Elowen was always a fighter, always ready to battle my demons when I couldn’t. But today, it wasn’t enough. Nothing felt enough.I turned to leave when, out of nowhere, a strong hand gripped mine. Startled, I looked up to meet the gaze of a man whose presence was as unsettling as it was captivating. His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, unblinking, unreadable."Let go," I demanded, though my voice betray
Adam Bella"Please, follow us," one of the guards said, his voice polite but leaving no room for argument.Reluctantly, I followed, trying to convince myself I wasn’t entirely losing my mind. The moment we stepped outside, my eyes widened. Parked at the curb was a Chrysler Pacifica. My dream car.I hesitated, fingers lightly tracing the sleek, polished exterior. The surreal nature of the situation sank in deeper."Miss, please," the guard prompted, gesturing to the open door.With one last glance at the car, I slid inside. The soft leather seats cradled me, and for a second, I lost myself in the luxury. Is this really happening?As I settled, the door clicked shut, and I was jolted back to reality. My soon-to-be husband entered the car without a word, eyes glued to his phone, his presence cold, distant."Where are we going?" I asked, breaking the uneasy silence.Without sparing me a glance, he replied, "To change your clothes. We’re getting married in an hour."I nearly choked on my o
Adam BellaThe room fell silent, a strange tension hanging in the air. Cynthia hesitated, glancing at the other maids, before whispering, “She…”Before she could elaborate, David strode in, his face as stoic as ever. “It’s time,” he announced, slicing through the tension like a knife.I stood up, expecting at least a compliment on my appearance, but he merely raised an eyebrow, surprised, before his expression hardened once more.I need to teach this guy a lesson. Why can’t he just say, “You look beautiful”? Is that so hard?I followed David outside, another car waiting for us. Why can't we just use the car that brought us here? This seemed unnecessary. I anticipated him opening the door for me, but instead, he slammed it shut behind him. What a jerk. One of the guards stepped forward, opening the door for me as I entered.The car ride was thick with silence until we arrived at the beach, where a throng awaited us, eager paparazzi capturing the moment with flashes of light.I had neve
ADAM BELLA "David Copperfield? Wait, is this the David Copperfield? Don’t tell me it’s who I think it is!" Elowen’s voice shot up an octave, and before I could react, she was spinning around the room, practically bursting with excitement.I rolled my eyes, fighting the urge to strangle her with a pillow. "If I said it wasn’t him, would you calm down?"She froze mid-twirl, her excitement dissolving into an unnerving seriousness. "Which David Copperfield?"I sighed, defeated. "The CEO of Copperfield Group. That David Copperfield."Her reaction was immediate. She lunged toward me, hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. "I can’t breathe," I wheezed, and she finally loosened her grip, her eyes wide with disbelief."Oh my God!" she squealed. "Did you kiss him? What’s it like being face-to-face with David Copperfield? What about his girlfriend? Why did he marry you?" The questions spilled from her lips like an avalanche.I raised my hand to stop her. "We didn’t kiss," I muttered, the
ADAM BELLA"Dad," the little boy called again as David carried him, gently ruffling his hair."She’s a friend," David replied nonchalantly.Wait, did he just call me a friend? I could feel the frustration building inside me. First, I find out he has a son, and now, in front of everyone, I’m just his friend? We’re married, for crying out loud! Couldn’t he at least keep up appearances? I smiled to myself, hatching a small plan for revenge."Hi, my name is Jasper Copperfield," a small voice interrupted my thoughts, accompanied by a gentle tug on my sleeve.I looked down and saw the most adorable boy, with large gray eyes that seemed to hold the wisdom of someone far beyond his five years."Hello, my name is Adam Bella. I’m your dad’s... friend," I replied, throwing a glance at David, irritation bubbling up again. "How old are you?" I added, rubbing his soft hair."You know, your dad’s a little crazy," I whispered conspiratorially.Jasper giggled, edging closer to me. I bent down to meet