James:I never expected that Katniss would turn to me and put her life in my hands in such a way. What she said resonated in the very core of my being."You... Katniss..." I had a lot of trouble trying to create whole sentences. For the first time I could ever remember I found myself with no real response."In your family..." Katniss started speaking quietly, her voice heavy with truth and bitterness. "I know that there is a mastermind behind their cruelty, a sinister person who has filled their hearts with hatred and malice."I tightened my hands into fists when her words finally sunk in. I had an idea whom she was talking about all this time. Emma.âEmma,â she said with a sneer as if she was spitting out the name.For a second, the steel in Katnissâs expression gave way. âRegardless of all the suffering that your father and brother inflicted on you, deep inside you still harbor warmth towards them,â she said.Such of ch words awakened mixed emotions in me â resentment, and sadness,
Katniss:âThere will be a lot of people coming. Journalistsâtheyâll be covering it all.ââWhat? Why?â I stared at Christopher, my eyes full of protest. âI thought this was supposed to be low-key.âChristopher sighed. âIâm the number one businessman in this country, Katniss. News of my missing child spread across the nation for years. And now, rumors about you being found are everywhere. People are curiousâvery curious.ââI donât like this,â I said, my voice low.The weight of my past pulled at me. I felt the memories creeping in, suffocating. James must have noticed because his gaze softened as it moved to my trembling hands.âKatnissâĶâ His deep voice steadied me as he spoke.âYou were born for this,â he continued. âI know youâve endured so muchâespecially after what happened in the past, being chased by the media during our scandal. But this is different. They wonât look at you with judgment anymore. Theyâll look at you with respect.âHe squeezed my hands gently, his warmth seeping i
Katnis: The mansion wasnât just grandâit was more like a Roman-era palace. Every corner screamed majesty and tradition, with thick tension lingering in the air, heavy as the intricate drapes adorning the walls."Come," Christopherâs voice carried authority, but there was a softness to it as well.âYour grandmother is at the hospital for a routine check-up. Sheâll be here in a few hours. You should restâyou must be exhausted,â he added, his gaze steady.I nodded silently.âMaids, escort them to their rooms,â Christopher directed.âYes, Sir.ââThis way, Miss, Sir,â one of the maids gestured toward the sprawling staircase.Behind us, other staff members gathered our belongingsâseveral suitcases, trunks, and personal items. Moving into the Archer estate for an indefinite period felt surreal. It was a chance to rebuild everything from scratch, a life reborn amidst layers of judgment.Before we could ascend, a sharp voice cut through the air, halting us in place.âSo, thatâs your daughter?
JamesIt boiled my blood to the core. We were in our room now, but Christopher, her father, was still hereâlingering, as if waiting for a moment to set things right.âPlease forgive my sister,â he began, his tone measured. âSheâs... blunt. A bit sharp-tongued, but she has a kind heart underneath. Donât worry; I think she was just testing you.ââWith all due respect, sir,â I said, keeping my voice controlled but firm. âYou should have told your sister outright that speaking disrespectfully to Katniss, especially in front of our child, is unacceptable. Giselle is just a little girl. Children are impressionable, and words like that can leave scars.âChristopher exhaled deeply, nodding. âI know, James. Iâll talk to her.ââItâs okay,â Katniss said softly, stepping close. Her hand brushed over my backâa soothing gesture that calmed my raging thoughts.âI understand,â she added, her gaze meeting mine with unwavering strength. âThis is just one of the hurdles I need to face. I know it wonât b
JamesMy hands slid up and began to undo the knot of her bathrobe. A quick look behind me ensured that our daughter, Giselle, was still asleep like we had found her. A smile of satisfaction appeared on my face.âAh!â Katniss let out a small moan as I picked her up with ease, her arms and legs automatically locking around my body for balance.âShhhâĶ love,â I whispered, my grin becoming even wider. âItâs our time. We cannot allow our princess wake up.âShe seemed embarrassed, her cheeks red, but her arms went around my neck. âWe cannot do this in front of her,â she said softly, and she was breathing heavily.I pulled her closer and gently, softly kissed her on the lips. âOf course,â I said, my voice tinged with a hint of the challenge I would soon be presenting her with.Gently, I supported her and walked her back into the bathroom. Carefully, I let her stand on the counter beside the sink and looked at her for a moment. Her robe was rather flowing and it exposed quite a lot of skin. He
KatnissâThisâĶ this is what will satisfy you. Tell meâĶ are you ready for it?âThe way his deep voice carried those filthy words sent shivers through me. My body felt impossibly hot, every nerve on edge, aching for him. We had done this before, more than once, but this timeâĶ this time was different. There was no pretense, no haze of alcohol, no tricks or stimulants. This time, it was real, raw, and mutual. We both wanted this. Fully aware. Completely willing.âThen please me, honey,â I said softly, my voice teasing yet laced with challenge.His eyes widened slightly in surprise at my bold words, as though he hadnât expected such a response from me. But then, that reaction turned into something darkerâa smirk spread across his lips, filled with wicked intent.âYou naughty little lady,â he murmured, gripping my chin lightly. His thumb grazed over my bottom lip, pressing and tugging at it playfully before he bit his own lip in that irresistible way that made my pulse race.Jamesâs hand dr
KatnissChu...He kissed me tenderly again, his lips brushing against mine. His strong arms slipped under my legs and back, lifting me bridal style, and gently setting me down in the bathtub."Youâve made me take another bath," I protested with a small pout.James looked at me, his eyes twinkling but there was warmth in his eyes. "My apologies, love. Let me pamper you this time,â he said with a smile in his voice.I shook my head, but I couldnât help smiling a bit. âYou wonât last,â I countered, pointing at him. âJust look at that.â His eyes glinted with anticipation and I saw his libido stir once again after the ejaculation he just had.James chuckled deeply, the sound reverberating through the bathroom. "I canât help it. Youâre irresistible and I love you,â he said seriously and for a moment I was speechless by such a declaration.Lifting the handle on the shower, he set the water till it became warm enough to soothe me. The steam and the feeling of the water splashing on my skin wa
JamesEveryone was staring at me, Katniss, and Giselle.It wasnât just Eloise, her mother, and Christopher. The entire Archer family was present, their judgmental eyes piercing through the room like a storm waiting to unleash.âIs this for real?â one of them asked. I didnât know who he wasâa man not much older than Christopher, but with the same cold, calculating presence.âThatâĶ woman managed to hide a child, and now her child gets to claim our familyâs wealth? What kind of madness is this?â The manâs tone was dripping with disdain as his eyes flicked toward Katniss, as if dissecting her every flaw.I opened my mouth to respond, but Katniss placed her hand on my thigh, gently stroking itâa silent plea for patience.âIâve already warned you not to insult my partner,â Christopher snapped, his voice sharp, protective.âAnd youâre still defending her? Even now? Pathetic,â the man retorted with a sneer.âYouâââEnough, Christopher.â The commanding voice of Katnissâs grandmother sliced thr
JamesAnother period of months passed since that night until a new piece of information altered everything in our lives.Katniss was pregnant.The pregnancy test revealed itself to me as she held it while her hands shook and tears formed in her eyes. âJamesâĶ Iâm pregnant again.âI stood motionless while staring at the bright pink lines that clearly appeared on the test. Inside me a whirlwind of emotions boiled as joy, shock and fear combined. The thought of losing Katniss and our baby the way we lost our second baby consumed me.I instantly hugged her close while feeling her body tremor against me. âIâm here, Katniss. The pregnancy and both of you remain completely safe and protected. I whispered an oath while caressing her hair because she required my reassurance at that moment.âIâm scared, JamesâĶâ Her voice cracked. âIâm scared of losing againâĶ The fear of losing her again repeated itself in her mind as she said "I don't know if I can handle itâĶ"I cupped her face with both hands,
KatnissAfter Scarlett departed I stood motionless staring at the doorway while my eyes desperately sought something which did not exist because I wished to reverse all the destruction that had occurred.At every heartbeat my heart experienced torn fragments that pierced my chest with intense pain.I had forgiven her before. I had chosen to believe in her. But now? Could I still do it?My hand instinctively went to my flat stomach, the emptiness there consuming me.I used to feel the tiny flutter of life inside me, the hope of something pure. Now, there was nothing. Just hollow, aching emptiness. The pain was unbearable. Tears blurred my vision, but I was too exhausted to cry anymore.James was still holding my hand tightly, his grip like a lifeline, as if he feared I would crumble if he let go. Maybe he was right. Maybe I would."Do I have to forgive her?" My voice was barely a whisper, more of a fragile confession to myself than a question to him.James lifted his gaze, his eyes ful
James Hours pass. I donât know if itâs still the same day or if thousands of years have gone by since I made that decision. I stand here, staring at the white walls of the recovery room, unable to stop replaying every warning from the doctor over and over in my mind. Each word echoes like a broken record:If we save her, the baby wonât survive.If we save the baby, Katniss may not make it.Those wordsâthose gut-wrenching wordsâkeep pounding in my head. I want to escape this reality, but all I can think about is Katniss. Was I right? Was this the right thing to do?"Mr. Kent," the nurse whispers as she exits the room where Iâve been pacing for hours. My throat is dry, my chest tight with anxiety. I can barely bring myself to ask. But I have to.âHow is she?â My voice is hoarse, fragile, heavy with the dread that suffocates me.Her eyes are filled with sorrow, too much sorrow to prepare me for what Iâm about to hear. She speaks softly, like she knows each word will tear me apart.âHer
JamesI couldnât believe what I was hearing. Katniss was dying, barely holding on, and she was still thinking about someone else."Donât think about her," I said, my voice sharper than I intended. But I needed her focusedâshe needed to fight. She had to pull through.But she was insistent. "SaveâĶ ScarlettâĶ please, James."I didnât fully understand itâScarlett was tangled up in all of this. She was with Emma and Renata. But stillâĶ Katniss was asking me to save Scarlett.I stepped back, my eyes frantic as they scanned the smoke-filled chaos. My heart pounded so loudly, it felt like it might tear through my chest. Panic spread like wildfire as I realized Scarlett was missing. Nowhere in sight. âWhere is she?â I asked, my voice cracking, barely audible over the madness. Before anyone could respond, I saw her.Ethan, his face tight with tension, emerged from the thick fog of smoke. In his arms, Scarlett hung limply, almost lifeless. It was like the smoke had drained her very soul. Her face
Renata"You think you'll win? That all of you will win?" Katniss glares at us, defiant as ever. Damn it! Even in this situation, she refuses to be afraid. Instead, sheâs getting cockier.SLAAP!"Ah!" Katniss cries out as my palm smashes against her cheek.She bites her lip, holding back her tears, trying to keep control. But I know she wants to cry. Sheâs just too stubborn to let it show."Tch! I hate that arrogance of yours. Do you even realize that you're about to die?" I sneer.Katniss stays silent. I assume sheâs finally scaredâuntil she opens her mouth, and her response makes both Emma and me freeze."I wonât. Youâll see. I wonât.""Tch! Damn brat!""Emma, I need to talk to you. Alone."Emma nods, and we step aside to discuss Katnissâhow to break her. Fear. Thatâs what I want to see in her eyes. Thatâs what will truly satisfy me. But before we can continue, my phone rings.Itâs from one of my men stationed at a distance outside."Yeah? What is it?""Boss, weâve got trouble! A con
Katniss: I stood by the hotel window, gazing at the city skyline that never seemed to rest. The world outside continued moving as if nothing had changed, yet for us, everything was different.We had chosen this hotel for a reasonâit directly faced Renataâs company.From here, we could witness the empire she built crumble in real-time.My fingertips brushed against the cold glass. Below, chaos unfolded. Employees flooded the buildingâs lobby, confusion etched onto their faces as the news spread like wildfire.I could already picture Renataâs expressionâpanic, disbelief, rage.She would be scrambling for a way out, searching for an escape route. But this time, there was none.She was trapped.The image of Renata behind bars played vividly in my mind. The realization that she was nothing more than a pawn in a much bigger game would soon hit her like a tidal wave.It was satisfyingâdeliciously so. Yet beneath that satisfaction lurked something bitter. The road to this moment had been lon
KatnissThe waves at Malibu gently swept the shore as I stood on the balcony of Charlesâs bungalow, staring out at the horizon. The soft breeze carried the scent of salt and the promise of a new day. After everything that had happened, we could finally breathe easy.The sound of James' voice broke through the air as he addressed me from behind. I exchanged a gentle smile in his direction when I faced him. His determination was present while his eyes showed he still carried affection.âWhatâs up?â I rested against the balcony rail while I asked the question. James drew near as he disclosed that their meeting with their dad had recently finished. "Our decision is to get back everything that belongs to us." The fighting spirit of James which I admired so much emerged during this moment because he refused to surrender despite mounting challenges. âAnd whatâs the plan?â I asked the question with a mixture of curiosity combined with a slight sense of apprehension. He sighed. "I understa
JamesThe cold Malibu breeze brushed against my face as Katniss and I drove along the quiet coastal road. My chest felt tightâa mix of anticipation and fear so overwhelming that I could barely breathe.My father was here.Multiple people claimed this to be the truth.What condition would we discover him in? Did his condition match the image I retained from the past? My brother Liam was nowhere to be seen in the midst of this turmoil.An emotional tempest controlled the last couple of days between anger and betrayal and fear ruled everything. A single feeling took control of my mindset when we approached the isolated resort that my father claimed as his destination.Hope.***We reached the beachfront resort at sunset as the sky turned gold. It didnât look like the kind of place where a man who once ruled the business world would hide.Yet, here I was.Desperately hoping for a miracle.Katniss placed a reassuring hand on my arm as we stepped out of the car.She answered with absolute c
James: I focused on my phone's screen which displayed rapidly-changing headlines that raced through corporate networks. The words burned into my mind: Charles Kent, Founder of Kent Industries, Overthrown. Emma Kent and Henry Take Control. My pulse thundered in my ears, a mixture of shock and disbelief flooding me. How could something this massive happen overnight? How had Henryâmy stepbrotherâpulled off such an audacious coup? And my step motherâĶ sheâĶ I should have known! This was bound to happen sooner or later! Damn it, Father really has no idea how dangerous it is to let Emma and Henry get involved in the family's business affairs. Damn it! The betrayal hit me like a freight train. I glanced up at Katniss, who sat on the couch across from me, her own phone gripped tightly in her hands. Her sharp eyes flicked toward me, and I could see the same anger brewing in her expression. "James," she said evenly, though I could tell her temper was barely in check, "have you talk