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Sebastian pinned her wrists above her head, allowing her no chance to retreat. He knew her well enough to know that if she didn’t want this, she would fight back. Hell, she would probably shoot him. But she didn’t.Instead, she melted into him, surrendering to his heat, and letting him take control.By the time they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless.Charlotte’s chest heaved, her lips swollen and red from the force of his kiss.Sebastian’s eyes darkened as he brushed his thumb over her bottom lip.“Do you have something to say to me?” he whispered, his voice husky.Charlotte, still dazed from the intensity of the moment, managed a small nod.“Yes.”Sebastian waited, his gaze unwavering.She took a shaky breath and whispered, “I love you.”And then, before she could face his reaction, she buried her face against his chest while clinging to him.Sebastian didn’t hesitate.In one swift move, he lifted her over his shoulder while ignoring her surprised gasp, and carried h
For some reason, Sebastian had to go and meet a client. It was a short meeting and he called the client in the hotel restaurants. While leaving the room, he left her a message that he would be back soon. When Sebastian returned, he found Charlotte dressed in his clothes—his white shirt and shorts fitting her perfectly, almost as if they were made for her. She sat on the couch to read something on her phone while sipping coffee. Her face looked tense, but the moment she noticed him, her features softened into a breathtaking smile.“Hi,” she greeted.His own lips curved into a smile as he walked toward her. “Hey there.” Without hesitation, he pulled her into a warm hug. “I’m sorry I had to leave you here alone.”As he held her, he caught the familiar scent of his body wash on her skin. His heart stuttered. “Someone took a bath,” he teased, pulling back just enough to meet her eyes. His deep steel-blue gaze locked onto her vibrant green ones.Charlotte smirked. “Are you really that happ
The scent of aged wood and candle wax filled the room. The dim light flickered across the long mahogany table where two mafia families faced each other and the other had yet to enter.Charlotte Hart entered the room with calculated confidence, wearing a tailored black suit. The cold click of her heels echoed through the space while commanding attention before she even spoke. Hardened men straightened in their seats.Cillian turned to look at Luca Moretti, the third mafia family who controlled the Mexican region. He said, “Nicholas Hart was supposed to come.”Luca laughed. “Facci, I told you Nicholas does not look after the business. The new boss does.”Cillian said, “Bullshit. A woman cannot control our business. He is using her as a bluff.” Across from him, Luca leaned back lazily, fingers wrapped around a glass of whiskey, his expression filled with amusement.“That’s the queen herself,” Luca said, loudly. “Miss Hart, thank you for gracing us with your presence.”There was amuseme
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
The scent of aged wood and candle wax filled the room. The dim light flickered across the long mahogany table where two mafia families faced each other and the other had yet to enter.Charlotte Hart entered the room with calculated confidence, wearing a tailored black suit. The cold click of her heels echoed through the space while commanding attention before she even spoke. Hardened men straightened in their seats.Cillian turned to look at Luca Moretti, the third mafia family who controlled the Mexican region. He said, “Nicholas Hart was supposed to come.”Luca laughed. “Facci, I told you Nicholas does not look after the business. The new boss does.”Cillian said, “Bullshit. A woman cannot control our business. He is using her as a bluff.” Across from him, Luca leaned back lazily, fingers wrapped around a glass of whiskey, his expression filled with amusement.“That’s the queen herself,” Luca said, loudly. “Miss Hart, thank you for gracing us with your presence.”There was amuseme
For some reason, Sebastian had to go and meet a client. It was a short meeting and he called the client in the hotel restaurants. While leaving the room, he left her a message that he would be back soon. When Sebastian returned, he found Charlotte dressed in his clothes—his white shirt and shorts fitting her perfectly, almost as if they were made for her. She sat on the couch to read something on her phone while sipping coffee. Her face looked tense, but the moment she noticed him, her features softened into a breathtaking smile.“Hi,” she greeted.His own lips curved into a smile as he walked toward her. “Hey there.” Without hesitation, he pulled her into a warm hug. “I’m sorry I had to leave you here alone.”As he held her, he caught the familiar scent of his body wash on her skin. His heart stuttered. “Someone took a bath,” he teased, pulling back just enough to meet her eyes. His deep steel-blue gaze locked onto her vibrant green ones.Charlotte smirked. “Are you really that happ
Sebastian pinned her wrists above her head, allowing her no chance to retreat. He knew her well enough to know that if she didn’t want this, she would fight back. Hell, she would probably shoot him. But she didn’t.Instead, she melted into him, surrendering to his heat, and letting him take control.By the time they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless.Charlotte’s chest heaved, her lips swollen and red from the force of his kiss.Sebastian’s eyes darkened as he brushed his thumb over her bottom lip.“Do you have something to say to me?” he whispered, his voice husky.Charlotte, still dazed from the intensity of the moment, managed a small nod.“Yes.”Sebastian waited, his gaze unwavering.She took a shaky breath and whispered, “I love you.”And then, before she could face his reaction, she buried her face against his chest while clinging to him.Sebastian didn’t hesitate.In one swift move, he lifted her over his shoulder while ignoring her surprised gasp, and carried h
Charlotte arrived in Mexico late at night. She had gotten the information she needed from Carter King and was now standing in the grand lobby of the hotel where Sebastian was staying. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her courage and walked up to the reception desk.“Hello, I’m here to see Sebastian King,” she said, her voice trying to sound cool and collected.The receptionist glanced up and asked politely, “Is Mr. King expecting you?”Charlotte shook her head. “No, he isn’t.”The receptionist frowned. “I’m sorry, Ma’am, but we can’t allow you to see him. Mr. King has given strict instructions not to be disturbed.” She added apologetically, “He is a special guest.”Charlotte’s expression remained composed, but her voice turned sharp. “I am his wife. I don’t think the ‘no disturb’ clause applies to me.”The receptionist hesitated. “Ma’am—”The poor receptionist was stuck in a mess. The woman seemed ordinary but from her posture, style and air, she could tell that the woman was someon
Nicholas looked at Anne, his voice firm. “What are you talking about? This is important.”Anne met his gaze, her expression serious. “Nicholas, marriage isn’t a joke. You can’t just get married, spend months together as husband and wife, and then, when things don’t work out, claim you were intoxicated and get an annulment. Life isn’t that simple. Marriage is a serious affair.”Nikolai, still unsure, added, “That man could be a fraud.”Anne turned to Charlotte. “Coco, is Sebastian a fraud?”Charlotte looked down, her voice quiet as she shook her head. “No. He is a very good person.”Anne’s eyes narrowed. “At any point, did you have feelings for him?”Charlotte fell silent, her gaze glued to the floor.Anne pressed on. “Did you, Coco, or didn’t you?”Charlotte’s voice was a soft whisper as she finally spoke. “But he…” she trailed off, unable to finish.Anne smiled softly, her understanding clear. She turned to Sabrina and said, “I won’t make any decisions about this without involving y
Abella and Charlotte sat together in the living room, relaxing in each other’s company. But Abella couldn’t ignore the question in her mind.“Why was your date cancelled? Did Dad say anything about it?” she asked, looking at Charlotte curiously.Charlotte sighed, shaking her head. “No. He didn’t say anything.”Before their conversation could continue, Anne and Sabrina entered the room. Seeing both girls together, they walked over. Sabrina wasted no time. “Charlotte, did you speak to Cillian Facci?”Charlotte shook her head. “No, Mom. I didn’t. Our assistants were handling all the arrangements. We were supposed to meet tonight, but Dad suddenly told me not to go. I have no idea what’s going on.”Sabrina’s gaze remained sharp. “Were you actually serious about marrying him?”Charlotte met her mother’s eyes and spoke firmly. “Mom, I wouldn’t joke about something this important. I wasn’t playing with anyone’s feelings.”Before Sabrina could respond, the room’s atmosphere shifted. Nathanie
Nicholas was in his office when his phone rang. The name on the screen made his eyes narrow. He picked up immediately. As he listened to the voice on the other end, his expression darkened. Without hesitation, he looked at his assistant and ordered, “We leave now.”Minutes later, Nicholas stepped into a high-rise building, his polished shoes echoing against the marble floors. The view of Manhattan stretched endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. A man stood with his back to him, hands casually tucked into his pockets, watching the city below.“Facci.”The man turned slowly, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. His ashy-blue eyes, dark hair, and the unmistakable air of chaos mingled with pride reminded Nicholas of his own younger self.“Mr. Nicholas Hart.” Cillian Facci took a step forward, his voice smooth but tinted with an edge. “What a pleasure to finally meet you in person.”Nicholas didn’t waste time on pleasantries. “Why did you call me here?”Cillian’s smirk widened slig
Sia was on FaceTime with Charlotte, comfortably seated in Leon’s office while he attended a meeting in the next room. Through the glass wall, he would occasionally glance at her, as if checking to make sure she was doing okay.“How is Miss Taylor and Mr. Hart’s search for a potential groom going?” Sia asked, her tone light and amused.Charlotte let out a dramatic sigh. “Oh, they have taken it so seriously that it’s practically become a full-time project. Every day, they sit together and discuss potential candidates like it’s some kind of corporate merger. And now, even Grandma and Grandpa have joined the Nicholas-Sabrina alliance.”Sia burst out laughing. “I take it Uncle Nathaniel and Ma aren’t thrilled about it?”Charlotte shook her head. “Not at all. They are old-school romantics. They want me to fall in love first and then get married as if that’s something you can just plan. Like love is supposed to conveniently show up at my doorstep.”Sia leaned closer to the screen as her voic
Estelle added, “I never cheated on Ronan.”His breath hitched as he absorbed her words as guilt and confusion flickered across his face.She continued as if finally unburdening herself. “When you and I spent that night together… I mean, at that time… we weren’t together. Ronan and I were over. I had a genuine moment with you. I thought I could move on, that maybe I could find something new or something real.”She swallowed hard, her gaze dropping to her hands. “But the next day, Ronan came to my house. He proposed to me.” She gave a faint, bitter laugh. “I couldn’t say no. I didn’t say no because that’s what I thought I wanted—what I had been waiting for all my life. And when it finally happened, I didn’t know if it was right... or wrong.”Estelle sighed deeply as she continued. “We were on a break for a year. He saw other people during that time, and I was allowed to as well. But I was so damn crazy about him that I never did. After him, I was only with you… but when you started blam