Anne Rose entered the tall building of Hart Enterprises. She recalled the last time when she came here to see her husband. Never. She had never entered the threshold of this building. "I'm here to meet Mr Hart, "Anne Rose said to the receptionist. Although she had never been to his office, the reception instantly recognised Mrs Hart. "I will inform the CEO that you are here to meet him," The receptionist said with a polite smile. "Don't ring him," Anne said with a smile. "I'm here to surprise him." "Alright, Mrs Hart, " the receptionist answered. Anne walked to Nicholas' office with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She was thinking about how he would react seeing her in his office. Things between them had been cold for a year as the incident that happened one year ago changed the entire dynamics of their relationship. If she hadn't given up on him then, things wouldn't have gotten bad with them. Clutching her purse tightly in her hand, she imagined how he was going to react to the
The following morning Anne Rose was lying on the bed naked next to her husband who was sleeping peacefully. Her pale skin was covered with hickey marks. She remembered the fervor of the lovemaking– no– sex that she had done with her husband. He had never shown his animalistic instincts until this life when she proposed divorce to him. If he thought sex would repair the cracks in their shattered relationship, he had another thing coming. She decided to submit the signed divorce papers in the court and then meet her father in the jail. Her entire world was wrecked when she married Nicholas. She married him with great dreams in her eyes. But a day after their marriage, her father was arrested for having involvement with the mafia. She begged Nicholas to let her meet her father but he refused saying that his wife could never have connections with a man having been arrested for such charges.Since she was divorcing her husband, there was no reason for her to stop visiting her father. Th
It was the day when Anne Rose Swift Hart was killed and Roseanne Deluca was born. Time flew instantly and memories were slowly fading. Yet, there were times when she would wake up with tremors and nightmares. Five years were not enough to forget the twenty five years that she had lived as Anne Rose. "Rosie, the customer on table five is creating a ruckus. She is saying that she asked for an extra extra hot coffee but we served it extra extra cold. It's been thirty minutes since we served her coffee while she was busy on her phone, " Maria, the barista said to her. "She is disturbing other customers too. A few even left seeing a commotion inside. It's still morning and she is affecting our business." "Let me handle it, "Rosanne said, looking at the said lady scolding the other barista. "Bring your manager. I want to meet her. What kind of services this place has!" At the same time, the lady's phone rang. "Jackson, I told you to not call me. Can't you understand what I want…." The
At the exit of the airport. A woman dressed in a long black winter coat walked elegantly towards the exit gate. Her long legs were looking sexy as she was rocking her winter boots. Her long red hair was kept open and to make her more attractive she was wearing a beret cap. She exuded a confident and alluring aura as she walked past the crowd who couldn't help but look at her. The woman was so gorgeous with her fair skin, pale blue eyes, long beautiful and healthy red hair and freckles trailing her cheeks and nose that one couldn't help but wonder if it was stardust. It wasn't just her who was capturing all the attention, it was also the cute toddler who was holding her finger. Leon knew that his mommy was the prettiest woman in the world and it was fine with him when people stare at her because beautiful things are meant to be seen. Just like his mommy. The people were in awe of the little boy who walked as if he owned the world. The little prideful boy was too much for people's h
“We reached home,” Coco and Leon said as they entered the doors of their home. Roseanne looked at the kids and said, “Leon and Coco, go and wash up while I set the table for lunch.”“Mommy, what about cookies?” Leon asked his mother. If his mother was thinking that he forgot about his cookies then she was very wrong. He never forgot about things that he liked. He got his sweet tooth from his mother and he loved any kind of sweet dish. Among all, his mother's cafe’s cookies were his favourite.Roseanne let out a sigh, “Yes, Leon, Mommy did not forget about the cookies.”This boy! His obsession with sweets runs deeper. “Can we have it after lunch?” Leon asked quickly. Roseanne told her son, “Sure but first go wash up.”“Coco, let's wash our hands and then we will have cookies,” Leon said excitedly. Coco ran behind him after hearing this. When the kids went to wash their hands, Roseanne turned to Nathaniel and asked, “How is Regina?”The reason why Nathaniel went to the USA this time
“Nick?” Sabrina said his name with a wide smile as he entered the door. She ran to hug him. “I can't believe you are here.”When the door rang, she was hoping that it was him. She had heard from his assistant that he was coming but now that he was in front of her eyes she could not believe it. Nevertheless, she was extremely happy to see him here. Nicholas held her and said, “How can I be not here? You invited me of all people. If I won't come, who will?”His tone was full of tenderness and patience. A few days back she sent him an invitation calling him for the grand inauguration of her fashion house. She had been working on it for quite some time. He was happy to be a part of her success. Thus, he wanted to be a part of her success. Sabrina smiled widely at him. “Thank you for coming on such short notice.”His words touched her heart and she could not help but hug him again. When he did things like this for her, it became very difficult for her not to worship this man who was noth
"I personally killed all of them," Nicholas reminded her, the fear evident in his eyes sending shivers down her spine. The memory of the moment he took revenge on the man responsible for his wife's accident haunted her.At that time, Nicholas was relentless. He embarked on a ruthless killing spree to avenge his wife. The number of men he killed with his bare hands in his quest for justice was immeasurable."If you're doing this for her, I doubt she would approve," Sabrina cautioned him."You don't understand her," Nicholas retorted quickly.Sabrina responded, "I may not have known her personally, but from what you've shared, Anne Rose seemed like a compassionate woman. I don't think she would want more bloodshed in her name."Nicholas fell silent. Anne Rose remained a mystery to everyone, overlooked and taken for granted by those around her. Her kindness was underestimated, and no one predicted the day she would disappear from their eyes.“Anyways, you can't stay here for long. If the
Meanwhile, at Nathaniel's request, Roseanne was about to search for Miss Taylor's details on the phone. But just as she was about to click the search icon, a scream echoed. It was Coco, crying out in pain. Roseanne swiftly left the phone on the table and rushed to find Coco.“Ah!” Coco's cries filled the air as she painfully moved her hand. Roseanne discovered that hot soup had spilt on Coco's tender hand, causing a burn. Everyone hurried to provide first aid to the distressed little girl. Nathaniel was the first to react, picking up Coco and carrying her in his arms. Roseanne followed them to the kitchen, where Nathaniel ran cold water over his daughter's burnt hand. Roseanne had brought the first aid kit and applied ointment to soothe the injured hand.“It's okay, baby,” Nathaniel cooed to his baby girl. “Mommy is applying medicine. It will be okay soon.” Even though he could be cruel, especially towards others, when it came to his daughter, he was the most caring dad. He couldn't
“Sir, there is a young lady here to see you,” Carter King’s secretary announced hesitantly.Carter glanced up from his papers, brow furrowing. “I don’t recall having any such appointment.”“She wasn’t exactly scheduled,” the secretary admitted, fidgeting nervously. “She... forced her way in. We tried to stop her, but—”Carter’s sharp tone cut her off. “Insolent! What kind of security am I paying for?”The secretary winced. “Sir, she didn’t come alone. She brought... reinforcements. And she insists she won’t leave until you meet her.”Carter’s expression darkened. “Where is she now?”“She is outside your office,” the secretary replied, glancing toward the door. “She said she wouldn’t disrespect you by barging in without permission.”Carter’s lips twitched with both disbelief and annoyance. Breaks into my building by force but claims to respect me by waiting outside? What a paradox.“Fine,” he said curtly. “Open the door.”The heavy office doors swung open, and Carter’s eyes immediately
Leon hugged Sia tightly and said, "I will never let you suffer again. Whatever happened before, it won’t happen again. I promise to fill your life with happiness, Sia."Sia looked up at him, her eyes soft. “I trust you, Leon. I know you will.”Leon’s voice grew firm. “The people who hurt you, they will never have peace.”Sia felt a weight lift from her heart. For the first time in a long while, she could breathe freely. Leon knew everything about her now and he still stood by her. With him, she felt safe, cared for, and no longer alone.Determined to make the most of their time together, they didn’t let past pain ruin their vacation. They explored all the places they had dreamed of while laughing and enjoying every moment. On the last day of their trip, they were in Kashmir. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the valley. Leon asked Sia to get ready for their dinner date. When she stepped outside, she was awestruck.The green meadows stretched as far as she could see, with a
“How are you feeling?” Leon asked, his voice gentle as he looked at Sia.“Better,” Sia replied softly. “Sit with me.”Leon quietly settled next to her. His patience and care had been constant since the night before, his every action showed how much he wanted to shield her from any pain.Sia hesitated before speaking. “You must be wondering why I reacted so badly yesterday when I saw Matthew Kennedy.”Leon could sense her struggle to approach the subject. “If it’s too hard to talk about, we don’t have to,” he said, his tone reassuring.Sia shook her head. “Leon, if I don’t come clean, I can’t move forward with you. I need to tell you about my past, about the things that have shaped me. I need you to understand.”“Okay,” he said with a nod. “I’m here. I will listen.”Taking a deep breath, Sia said, “Ask me questions, Leon. It might be easier for me to explain if you ask.”Leon’s brows furrowed slightly as he thought, then finally asked the question that had lingered in his mind for year
Now, sitting in the bathtub, Sia was scrubbing her hair again and again. She had been doing it so harshly for the last two hours that Leon could no longer bear to watch. He walked over to her, gently took her hands in his, and said, “Enough... Your hair is clean.”Sia whispered, “No, it’s still dirty. He touched my hair...” Although Leon’s anger burned with the thought of that bastard, he held her hands gently and brought them to his face. Then, he took some shampoo in his palm and rubbed it into her hair.“He touched here, right? He dirtied your hair,” he said softly.Sia stared at him, unable to speak.Leon continued, “Let me clean it for you. If he dirtied you, I will be the water that cleans you.”He rinsed her hair with warm water, letting the stream wash away the remnants of her distress. Using the faucet, he carefully poured water over her body. Then, he lowered the faucet, gently removed her clothes, and she silently allowed him. He poured shower gel into his hands and loving
Sia stood mesmerized, her breath was caught as she gazed at the most enchanting place she had ever seen, the Mirror Palace. Its splendor was unlike anything she could have imagined. It was full of labyrinth of shimmering reflections endlessly around her. Everywhere she turned, mirrors of every size, grand, small, and delicately intricate were there and dancing with light. She had wandered so far in her wonder while marveling at the dazzling maze, that she forgot Leon was still behind her.She moved deeper as she felt that her steps guided by an unseen pull until she reached a grand hall. Here, towering mirrors surrounded her on all sides. It was as if she had stepped into another dimension. For a moment, she felt as if the world had vanished, leaving her alone in a universe of her own making. Then, the sound of footsteps broke the spell. They echoed through the hall and they were deliberate and unhurried. A smile graced her lips, thinking it was Leon catching up to her. But as t
His voice dropped lower as he confessed, “Oh, Sia baby, I have dreamed of this every single day.” Leaning in, his lips found her neck, planting a trail of kisses that sent shivers cascading down her spine. Each kiss was deliberate, slow, and tantalizing as his lips explored the soft curves and bumps of her skin. He sucked and nipped gently, leaving her breathless and causing her to arch her back in excitement. His tongue darted out, tasting the warmth of her skin. The sensation was electric, making her clutch the bedsheet to steady herself. She was completely at his mercy, her body responding in ways she didn’t fully understand. Every touch was igniting a fire within her. He moved lower while his lips brushing the space between her breasts. Her hands instinctively found their way to his thick hair, tangling themselves in the silky strands as his touch consumed her entirely. He moved further down kissing his way down to her navel but stopped just right above her pussy area. H
When they reached their room after dinner, his gaze fell on her. She was sitting on the stool in front of the mirror while trying to remove her earrings, but she was struggling. He walked closer to her and whispered, “May I?” She silently gave him permission. He gently swept her hair to one side and carefully removed her earrings. As he worked, his hands lingered on her shoulders and their eyes met in the mirror. A soft blush painted her cheeks. Her eyes, though tired, but sparkled with life. He softly made her stand while turning her to face him. Dipping his head, he kissed her lips tenderly. After a moment, he murmured, “In five years, I see myself kissing your soft lips every day.” He whispered against her lips, “You are so beautiful, Sia baby.” Then, he claimed her lips in another kiss which deeper and more consuming. As he kissed her, her entire body trembled with need for him. She wasn’t embarrassed by the way her body craved his touch, how every fiber of her being begged
The lovebirds were truly basking in each other’s company. Leon had planned a perfect evening, starting with a romantic sunset walk along the beach as their feet were sinking into the soft sand as the waves kissed the shore. Later, they moved to a cozy candlelit dinner he had arranged just for her. The gentle glow of the candles was reflecting in her eyes as he sat in front of her. “Leon,” Sia’s soft voice broke the serenity as she called his name. “Yes?” he responded, his gaze meeting hers with warmth. “Let’s play a game,” she suggested, her lips curving into a playful smile. “Okay, which game are we playing?” Leon asked, tilting his head with interest. “Let’s play twenty questions,” Sia proposed. Leon chuckled. “Quite cliché, but fine,” he agreed. Since the moment felt too magical to let slip into silence, the game seemed like a fun way to keep the mood alive. She pouted in mock offense but pressed on, “Are you a sunrise or sunset person?” “Definitely a sunrise person,
“Sia?”“Hmm,” he murmured in reply, feeling his finger trailing along her shoulder. The rays of the sun bathed her body as they lay near the sea. They were on one of the private beaches in the Philippines, one of the most breathtaking places she had ever seen. For the past three days, they had been travelling. The first two days were filled with adventure, but today was a much-needed lazy day for both of them.“I think you need sunscreen,” Leon said, his voice low and teasing. “Hmm,” she replied, her eyes still closed. She felt him scooping sunscreen into his hands, the cool sensation was contrasting with the heat of his palms as he began smoothing it over her body. His touch lingered as he worked the lotion into her neck while gliding down her back, tracing every curve and dip with deliberate care. Then his hands moved lower, over her hips and along her legs. Just as she thought he was done, his hands reversed course and they have begun gliding upward with an unhurried sensuality. S