The silence in the room was suffocating, thick with unspoken questions and tensions.The air between them seemed charged, every second stretching into an eternity as Alexander stared at her,his mind working overtime to process her revelation . Daniela's chest tightened under his penetrating gaze, and goosebumps prickled her arms despite the heat of her anger.
“ But how?” he finally managed, his voice rough, strained.” We used protection that night. How could this child ….. How is he mine?” Her knuckles turned white as the weight of the moment bore down on her. She could see the storm brewing in her eyes- confusion, denial , and something else she couldn't quite place. A part of her wanted to lash out at him for questioning her, for doubting the existence of their child. But she knew it was pointless.She had her share of guilt to bear for keeping the truth from him all these years. Taking a step closer, she steadied herself, her voice soft but firm.“ The child is yours , Alexander . She said, each word heavy with emotion. “I didn't ask for this. I didn't want this. But when you walked away, you left something behind- something I couldn't escape, even if I tried”.
His jaw tightened, and his hands clenched into fists at his sides. The sight of the envelope in her hand seemed to unnerve him, as if it held a truth he wasn't ready to face. He took a step back, his posture rigid. “ You expect me to believe this?”he said, his voice low and laced with anger. “ That after all these years , you suddenly decide to tell me about a child?”
“ Believe what you want”,Daniela snapped, her voice trembling with suppressed fury. “ I’m not here to convince you, Alexander . I am here to tell you the truth. I raised him alone. I kept him far away from the world you built, from the life you chose. It's not the life I wanted for him . But he's asking questions now, Alexander . He wants to know his father”.
Alexander's hardened expression didnt falter , his skepticism evident. “ Words arent enough, Daniela . Do you think i will just take your word for it after five years of silence? Where's your proof”? Daniela's grip on the envelope tightened . Her knuckles turned white as she fought to stay composed . Without a word,she stepped closer and held the envelope out to him”. “ What is this?” he asked, eyeing it from afar. “ its the proof you are so desperate for”,she said, her voice steady but filled with hurt. “ It's a DNA test , Alexander . It confirms what have been trying to tell you. Noah is your son”. Alexander's hesistation was palpable as he reached for his envelope , his fingers trembling slightly. He tore it open and scanned through the document inside , his eyes darting across the page. Daniela watched as disbelief turned into shock and then something deeper full of regrets. “ It's …… real”,he mummered, his voice barely above a whisper . His hand fell to his side, still holding the paper. He looked up at Daniela , his faze unsteady. “ Why didn't u tell me before”? Daniela's throat tightened. “Because i was scared”, she admitted, her voice breaking. Before Alexander could respond, a new voice broke through the charged atmosphere . “ Well, well”, Richard drawled,stepping forward with his usual smirk,his tone oozing sarcasm. “ This is an interesting development “. Daniela barely spared him a glance, her focus locked on Alexander . “ Stay out of this, Richard”, she snapped , her patience already fraying at the edges. But Richard wasn’t one to back down. He crossed his arms, a gleam of amusement in his eyes. “ Oh, but how can I ?Family dramas are my favourite form of entertainment “. Alexander shot his brother with a warning glare ,but Daniela didn't wait for the brothers to turn this into one of their infamous sparring matches. Her attention was laser- focused on Alexander , her voice softening just enough to convey her desperation. “ This isn't about you”, she said, her voice breaking slightly. “ It's about him. Your son, Alexander . He needs answers- answers only you can give”. “ Is this some kind of game?”he finally asked, his voice low but seething with suspicion. “ Five years, Daniela. Five years, and now you suddenly show up with this story? You expect me to believe you have a child for me?
A flush rose to Daniela's cheeks ,her grip tightening on the envelope she held.Her knuckles turned white under the pressure. “ Believe what you want,”she snapped, trying to keep her composure. “ This isn't about your world or your rules, Alexander . I kept him away because i wanted to protect him. I didn't want him caught in the chaos of your life”. Alexander's expression darkened,his jaw tightening . “ What’s his name?” he asked, his tone chillingly controlled. Her heart twisted painfully. “ Noah. His name is Noah”. For a few moment, his hard expression eased , and something gentle appeared in his eyes- regret, guilt or perhaps disbelief - but it was quickly buried. “ So you thought you could raise him alone?” His voice was calm, but the bitterness was unmistakable. Daniela's voice softened though the fire in her eyes remained. “ I didn't just think it- I did. He's smart , kind and everything I could have hoped for . I wanted him far away from the ruthless games you play,from a father who cared more about profits than people. "His gaze bore into her, unyielding . “ Then why now?Why come here after all this time?” The truth tasted bitter on her tongue,but she forced herself to speak. “ Because I can't shield him from everything anymore. He's asking questions Alexander . He wants to know who is father is, and I won't lie to him”.
Before Alexander could respond, a slow clap echoed across the room . Richard , his younger brother stepped forward, his smirk dripping with sarcasm.” Well, this is a twist” he drawled, his voice laced with mock amusement .” So, you just thought you’d waltz in here and turn Alexander's life upside down?Entertaining,to say the least”. Daniela's patience frayed,and she shot him a glare. “This has nothing to do with you, Richard”. “Oh, but it does”, Richard countered,his smile widening. “ Family secrets have a way of blowing up in everyone's face.And this little revelation?it doesn't just affect him. It affects all of us”. Alexander turned to Richard, his expression hardening. “ Enough”, he snapped .” This isn't your business”. “ Isn't it?” Richard said, stepping closer, unfazed by his brother's fury. “ Do you even understand what's at stake here? A child appearing out of nowhere isn't just a personal matter, Alexander . The Dane's family legacy is on the line, and you know how much the media loves crime". Daniela's throat tightened as the weight of Richard's words settled over her. This wasn't just about Noah or Alexander. It was about an empire - one built on ruthless ambition and public perception. Alexander's focus returned to her, his eyes searching hers. “ Tell me everything”, he demanded, his tone softer but now firm. “ If Noah is my son,I need to know what that means for him- and for us.”
Daniela's heart ached at the vulnerability in his voice, but she steeled herself .”It means you have a chance, Alexander- a chance to be a father. To do better. To be there for him”. He exhaled sharply,his voice tinged with doubt. “ What if I fail?” “ Then you try again”,she said firmly . “ You don't have to be perfect, Alexander . You just have to be there for him as a father. That's all Noah needs”.
Richard let out a low chuckle, leaning against the wall with an air of amusement. “Oh, this is rich,” he said. “You think a single meeting will solve everything? Life isn’t some fairytale, Daniela.”
“Then we’ll make it real,” she retorted, her determination unwavering. “Alexander deserves to meet his son. Noah deserves the truth. That’s all I’m asking.”
Alexander hesitated, torn between disbelief and the desire to know the boy who bore his name. Finally, he spoke. “When?”
“Tomorrow morning,” Daniela said, her voice steady. “You deserve to know your son.”
Richard scoffed, shaking his head. “And what if this all goes south? Do you think you can handle it, Alexander? Because I doubt it.”
Alexander turned on his brother, his voice sharp. “That’s enough, Richard. This is my decision—not yours.”
As Daniela reached for the door, Alexander's voice stopped her , laced with a mixture of hesitation and something she couldn't quite place.“ Wait,” he said , stepping closer, his presence filling the room.“ If Noah is my son I will meet him tomorrow - but only if you answer one last thing right now”. Her pulse quickened as she turned back to him, meeting the storm in his eyes. “What is it?” She asked, her voice barely steady.
He hesitated for a moment, his guarded expression faltering. “ Are you here just for Noah, or is there another reason you've come back into my life?”
Daniela stood by the window,her fingers trembling as she gently drew back the curtain . Her gaze fell to the street below , and her heart skipped a beat when she saw a black car pulling up to the gate of her house. Anxiety gripped her chest as she glanced through the glass. When she recognised who it was, her stomach twisted. Alexander . She wished, in that moment , that the meeting could be called off but it was far too late. He was already here. She turned to glance at Noah, who sat cross- legged on the living room floor, humming softly as he played with his toys. The sight of his innocent joy only made Daniela's thoughts spiral further. How would Noah react to Alexander?Would Alexander truly care for his son, or was this meeting just a way to ease his guilt? Her chest tightened as she placed a hand over her heart, willing it to slow down. The doorbell rang, snapping her out of her thoughts. She moved toward the door, her heels clicking softly agains
The door closed behind Alexander with a click, but Daniela couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong somewhere. The quietness that followed was unnecessarily odd, filling the room with suffocating silence. She stood by the window,her fingers pressed to the cool glass, her breath heaving heavily as she watched Alexander black car disappear into the night. The streets were empty and the glow of streetlights cast long shadows across the road. Yet, inside her chest, her heart was sounding loudly- out of rhythm. Something about this night felt wrong,as if the weight of the past had just shifted. The key chain that had glinted in the moonlight near the gate kept flashing in her mind. She couldn't help but replay the moment it had caught in her eye, as if it had been waiting there for her to find it. Her heart sank as memories she had long time buried began to surface.A time where everything had seemed so much simpler , and she didnt have to live in constan
Daniela stood in the luxurious living room of Alexander's mansion, her arms tightly crossed, her knuckles white from the tension.The silence in the room was deafening,suffocating her with unspoken words.Alexander moved with the pride he possessed,as he reached for something on the nearby table. When he turned, Daniela's eyes immediately caught the gleaming object in his hand- A small velvet box.The sight of it sent shivers down her spine.A mixture of dread and disbelief swirling in her chest. Her breath hitched as she instinctively took a step back. Her voice, thick with suspicion, broke the tense silence “ What is that, Alexander?”He ignored her, his gaze steady but distant, as if he hadn't held her. Instead, he held the box loosely between his fingers , as though it carried the weight of everything left unsaid between them. Daniel's heart pounded as she pointed at the box, her mind racing with possibilities .“ If you think–----” She stopped herself,swallowing th
Daniela sat in the small living room of her family house , the space that once brought her comfort now feeling unbearably suffocating. Her fingers twisted the hem of her cardigan, a nervous habit she had since childhood. Across from her,her parents sat on the old floral couch, their eyes fixed on her with mounting curiosity. Her father, Robert, leaned forward , his elbows resting on his knees as his eyes narrowed with suspicion. “ You've been quiet since you walked in, Daniela”,he said in a quiet and low tone. “ What's on your mind Daniela?” Daniela opened her mouth to respond but the words caught in her throat.How could she explain what had transpired without remembering the pain Alexander caused her. She drew in a shaky breath, trying to answer her Dad's question.“ It's about Alexander”, She finally said , her voice soft but clear.The name fell like a prohibition in the room. Her mother, Magaret, stiffened, her hand clutching around the cross around
Daniela stared at her reflection in the mirror of her childhood bedroom, her hands trembling as she smoothed down the wrinkles in her blouse. The room, once her shield, now felt like a prison to her. She had made up her mind already that she was going to be with Alexander. After all, She was old enough to make decisions on her own, but she was also scared of the confrontation waiting for her in the living room .Her parents murmured voices oozing through the walls,their tones a mixture of frustration and concern. Daniela took a deep breath, thinking about her life. She is not going to let anyone dictate her life for her, not even her parents. “ This is for Noah,” She whispered to herself , her voice shaky but determined. As she entered the living room, the familiar scent of air freshener was all over the living room. Robert sat in his usual chair, his arms crossed and face set like someone that was going to the battlefield, while Margaret perched on the
Daniela's heart pounded as she parked in front of Alexander's sprawling estate. The weight of her parents' rejection still pressed heavily on her chest, and the sight of the massive house amplified her anger. The grandeur of the mansion felt suffocating, a reminder of the choice that had cost her everything. Holding Noah's hand,she leaned down and whispered, her voice trembling , “ Stay close to me , baby,” She kissed the top of his head, drawing strength from his innocence. The butler greeted her at the door,and ushered her inside with a polite nod. The interior radiated wealth,from the gleaming marble floors to the furniture in the house. Everything screamed luxury, but to Daniela it felt like she was captured in a cage.When she reached Alexander's office, She found him resting behind a large desk with a glass of whiskey in his hand. His tailored navy suit was immaculate , but his eyes were as cold and unreadable as ever. At the sound of her footsteps,he looked
The morning of the wedding came finally. Daniela layed in bed,her body too heavy to rise,as if her entire body was weak. For a moment,She nearly forgot it was her wedding because she was not happy she was getting married. But did she have a choice? I The Lawson estate was filled with a lot of activities. Servants running about, setting up decorations, Carrying trays of food ,and ensuring every order was perfect. The sound of music flowed through the halls,but she was less bothered about it. She wasn't the one footing the bills,and the atmosphere only reminded her of how little this day truly meant to her.In the bridal dressing room, she sat motionless, staring into the mirror.The gown Alexander had chosen for her clung perfectly to her figure, the intricate lace portraying wealth and luxury. To anyone else, it might have been the dress of a lifetime. But to Daniela, it was nothing more than a shackle, binding her to a life she hadn't chosen. She reached
Daniela walked back and forth in the house,her mind filled with confusion , frustration and fear. Life had been throwing stones at her, leaving her feeling she was trapped in a cage. Just when she thought he had changed a bit,He will do something that will make her angry. Deep down,she knew something was wrong somewhere. There was too much about their past, their present , and his intentions that didn't add up. For a while now,She had suspected that her involvement in his life wasn't accidental. What started as her just being just a fling had turned into something much bigger.Her phone rang suddenly , cutting through the tension in the room. She looked at her screen and saw Alexander's name. She was amused to see his name. She frowned her face in anger. “ What is he calling her for?Didn't he just go to the office not quite long?” She swiped the screen, bringing the phone to her ear. “ I wasn't expecting you to call”, She said, her voice in low tones
Gabriel sat in the dimly lit living room, staring blankly at the wall. The silence of the house was suffocating, pressing against his chest like a heavy weight. The absence of Daniela felt like a gaping hole in his life, one that he never imagined would exist.Just days ago, this house was filled with warmth, laughter, and the familiar presence of the woman he loved. Now, it was just an empty space—lifeless, cold, and unbearably quiet.He let out a long, shaky breath as he ran a hand through his disheveled hair. His eyes, bloodshot from lack of sleep, flickered toward the half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table. He had never been much of a drinker, but tonight, the burn of alcohol seemed like the only thing keeping him grounded."Why, Daniela?" he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you do this to me?"The pain in his chest tightened as memories of her flooded his mind. The way she used to smile at him, the way she would rest her head on his shoulder after a long da
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the vast, fertile lands of the village as Alexander’s convoy approached. The air buzzed with excitement, and the entire community had gathered in anticipation of the arrival of their new king and queen.Alexander sat in the back of his luxurious black car,his fingers joined together as he stared out of the window. Beside him, Daniela sat quietly, her expression unreadable. She was dressed in a flowing royal blue gown, adorned with intricate golden embroidery that shimmered in the fading sunlight.She had not spoken much since they left the city. Alexander had noticed the distant look in her eyes, but he didn’t care. All that mattered was that she was here with him, and soon, she would be crowned as his queen.The journey had been long, winding through dusty roads and dense forests, but finally, they reached the grand palace at the heart of the village. The palace, though ancient, stood with an air of majesty—its walls adorned w
Gabriel stood frozen, his entire world crashing down around him. The wrumpled note in his trembling hands felt heavier than it should, as if it carried the weight of all the emotions swirling inside him. His chest tightened, his breathing uneven as the words replayed in his mind. I’m sorry. I don’t expect you to understand, but I have to go. Please don’t look for me.His throat left him and before he knew it, hot tears welled up in his eyes. His hands trembled as he wiped his face, but the tears kept coming. He let out a sharp breath, gripping the edge of the dining table for support.Why?Why would Daniela suddenly leave him like this? After everything they had been through, after everything he had done for her?He staggered backward, dragging a hand through his hair in frustration. His mind reeled with unanswered questions. This wasn’t just a simple breakup—it didn’t make sense. Daniela had given no signs of being unhappy. She had never complained. If anything, she had seemed happy
Gabriel stirred in his sleep, shifting slightly as he reached out for Daniela, expecting to feel the warmth of her body beside him. His fingers touched nothing but cold sheets. His brows furrowed as his eyes flickered open. The dim glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the empty space beside him.“Daniela?” he called groggily, his voice thick with sleep. No response.His heart pounded slightly as he sat up, running a hand through his messy hair. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and checked the time—2:37 AM. A strange sense of unease crept up his spine.Maybe she had gone to the bathroom? He swung his legs off the bed, planting his feet on the cold tiles before standing up. He walked toward the bathroom door and knocked lightly.“Dani?”Silence.His chest tightened as he pushed the door open, only to find the bathroom empty. He frowned, stepping out into the dimly lit bedroom. His eyes darted around, his mind struggling to stay rational.“She must be in the kitchen,” he murmur
The city was wrapped in silence, the streets nearly empty except for the occasional flicker of headlights cutting through the night. The digital clock on the bedside table blinked 2:13 AM in bold red numbers, casting a faint glow in the dimly lit bedroom.Gabriel lay beside her, deep in sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. The rhythmic sound of his breathing should have been comforting—it always had been. But tonight, it suffocated her.Daniela sat up slowly, careful not to make a sound.Her mind was a tangled mess.She didn’t understand what was happening to her. A few hours ago, she had been living her normal life—working, loving Gabriel, planning for their future. But now, all she could think about was Alexander.His voice.His face.His presence.It was like an invisible thread was pulling her toward him, tightening around her chest, making it impossible to breathe unless she was closer to him.Her heart ached for him.And she had no idea why.Shaking off the confusion, s
The sun hung lazily in the sky, casting soft golden hues through the curtains of Daniela’s cozy apartment. The room was quiet, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirping of birds outside. It was her day off from work, and she had planned to rest, maybe even do some cleaning, but she hadn’t expected a visitor.And certainly not him.Alexander stood at her doorstep, his usual confident smile in place, holding a neatly arranged gift bag. Daniela's brows furrowed in mild surprise. She hadn’t seen or spoken to him in weeks. She had moved on—at least, she thought she had.Still, curiosity got the better of her."What are you doing here?" she asked, crossing her arms.Alexander let out a small chuckle, his deep voice smooth. "Relax, Daniela. I just wanted to check on you. No pressure, no trouble. Just... an old friend bringing a gift."Her eyes flickered down to the bag in his hand.She hesitated.She knew Alexander too well. He was never one to do things wit
Alexander sat in his lavishly furnished bedroom, the golden chandelier above casting a dim glow over the space. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and faint traces of burning incense—remnants of the chief priest’s visit from the previous day.On the polished mahogany table in front of him lay a small, dark vial.He picked it up, rolling it between his fingers. The chief priest had promised him that this would change everything. One drop of the sacred potion, and Daniela would no longer resist him. She would no longer see Gabriel. She would no longer refuse his love."Daniela, you will be mine again. You don’t have a choice."The thought sent a wicked thrill through him.He leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest. He had spent the entire night thinking about how things had spiraled out of his control.When he and Daniela were together, he had never once thought she would leave him. He had been confident—too confident—tha
The morning sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows of Alexander’s penthouse, casting long shadows across the floor. He had barely slept, his thoughts consumed by the memory of Daniela—her laughter, her sharp tongue, the way her eyes once softened when she looked at him. But that was in the past. Now, she was engaged to another man, willingly giving herself to someone who wasn’t him.That knowledge burned through his veins.No matter what, she would be his.A sharp knock on the door jolted him from his thoughts. He straightened, already knowing who it was. He strode toward the door, his heart pounding with anticipation, and pulled it open.Chief Priest Okanga stood before him, draped in a flowing red robe embroidered with ancient symbols. His presence was as commanding as ever, his dark eyes holding the wisdom of generations past. Around his neck, cowries and beads rattled softly as he stepped inside.“You summoned me, my prince,” Okanga said in his deep, measured voice.Alex
The night was heavy with silence, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the antique clock in Alexander’s dimly lit bedroom. He sat at the edge of his king-sized bed, gripping his phone tightly in his hand. The soft glow of the screen illuminated his face, revealing the storm brewing in his dark eyes. His mind was restless, tormented by the memories of Daniela—her smile, her laughter, the way she used to look at him with trust in her eyes.But now, all of that was gone.She had moved on. With another man.His jaw clenched as he thought about Gabriel. The name alone sent a wave of anger through him. How dare he? How dare Gabriel take what was his? Daniela belonged to him. It had always been him and Daniela—until she walked away.He let out a slow, ragged breath, scrolling through his messages. The last one he had sent her had gone unanswered. His previous calls had been ignored. And earlier that day, when he had gone to see her, she had shut the door in his face without a second though