Shaw leaned back in his office chair,his fingertips pressed together as he contemplated the news. Mia was pregnant, and he knew it. His doctor had been discrete, following Shaw’s instructions to keep Mia’s condition confidential. As he watched Mia working tirelessly every day, Shaw felt a mixture of intrigue and protectiveness grow within him. Though he was certain Mia hadn’t intended for him to know, the knowledge settled deeply within him, raising questions he wasn’t ready to ask. He didn’t want to intrude, but part of him felt a strange pull—an instinct to look out for her.This internal conflict nagged at him throughout the morning, yet Shaw decided to keep quiet. He’d let Mia share the news when she was ready, all while quietly ensuring she had everything she needed at work. But his train of thought was abruptly interrupted by a sudden knock on his office door.In the apartment, Grace was carefully applying her makeup when an unexpected knock sounded at the front door. She frowne
Liam opened the door to his condo, expecting the usual quiet that greeted him. Instead, he found Maya sitting on the couch, arms folded, her gaze sharp and unyielding. The tension in her posture told him she had been waiting for him—and not happily.“Where are you coming from?” Maya asked, her tone clipped. Her eyes held a hint of hurt and suspicion.Liam closed the door behind him, letting out a deep sigh. He hadn’t told her about his plan yet, and he knew it was bound to cause friction. He took a step closer, hands raised in a gesture of calm.“I went to see Mia,” he admitted.Maya’s eyes narrowed, and he could almost see the anger simmering under the surface. “You went to see your ex? Without telling me?” she demanded, her voice rising. “What were you thinking?”“Hold on,” he interrupted, trying to keep his tone steady. “Let me explain.”“Explain what?” Maya shot back. “How you’re sneaking around to see your ex? You didn’t think I deserved to know?”Liam took a breath. “Look, Maya,
Mia POVThe night had finally arrived. Standing in front of the mirror in my room, I couldn’t help but take a moment to admire the way the dress fit me. The deep blue fabric hugged my figure, cascading down in soft waves. Grace, as always, was right behind me, teasingly inspecting my reflection over her shoulder.“Honestly, Mia, I think this dress was made for you,” she grinned, fluffing my curls and pretending to adjust the hem of my dress.“Oh, please,” I laughed, nudging her out of the way. I smoothed down the fabric, feeling a rush of excitement mixed with nerves. I took one last glance, adjusted the strap of my dress, and headed downstairs where Shaw was waiting, looking impossibly sharp in a perfectly tailored suit.His gaze softened when he saw me. “You look stunning,” he said, his voice warm.I smiled, feeling my cheeks heat under his intense gaze. “Thank you, Mr. Carter,” I replied softly, feeling the power of the moment between us.We made our way to his car, and before I kn
The party had been a dazzling success, filled with laughter, elegant conversations, and the steady hum of smooth jazz filtering through the grand ballroom. As the night wound down, guests slowly walked out, still carrying an air of excitement and joy.Liam approached Mia just as she finished a conversation with a guest. His confident smile caught her attention, and she felt a familiar knot twist in her stomach. He was charming, but the memory of their past kept her guarded. Still, he had a way of breaking down those barriers with ease.“Talk about relief am I right...,” he said softly, tilting his head toward the exit. Mia just gave him a smile“it’s a little sad we didn’t get to talk much here.” Said Liam“Really?..”“Yeah but I have a solution for that, how about we continue the conversation at an eatery?”“Are you asking me out?” She asked with sarcasm on her face.“Yes, I’d like to take you out tomorrow. A real date. Let’s see if we can start afresh.” His tone was smooth, and his
The soft hum of an engine filled the air as Shaw pulled into his driveway, the mansion looming before him like a silent sentinel of his success. The grand estate, adorned with gilded accents and towering pillars, exuded an air of luxury, yet tonight it felt more like a cage than a home. The events of the evening replayed in his mind like a broken record as he stepped through the ornate double doors, unbuttoning his suit jacket.Inside, the opulence was overwhelming—golden chandeliers, marble floors, and furniture fit for royalty. Yet, none of it brought Shaw peace. The weight of the night clung to him like a heavy coat. He tossed his jacket over the back of a chair and made his way to the master suite.In the shower, hot water cascaded down his tense muscles, washing away the evening’s physical exhaustion but not the mental strain. He thought about Mia—her smile, her elegance, and most of all, the way she seemed to light up around that man, Liam. Shaw didn’t like the way it made him f
Shaw leaned back in his chair, the weight of the day heavy on his shoulders. He was deep in conversation with Luke about Liam when the door to his office suddenly swung open.A strikingly beautiful woman in her early twenties strode in like she owned the place, her confidence as bold as her crimson lipstick. She perched on his desk with the casual ease of someone who had done it a thousand times before, her sharp heels barely making a sound on the polished floor.“Hello, baby pea,” she said, her voice smooth and teasing. A sly smile played on her lips.Shaw’s jaw tightened at her familiar greeting, and his expression became unreadable as he leaned back in his chair, observing her. He hadn’t expected her to show up—least of all at his workplace.Luke glanced at Shaw, silently asking if he should intervene, but Shaw raised a hand, signaling for him to wait. “What are you doing here, Kim?” he asked, his voice sharp with authority.Kim tilted her head, looking innocent. “Here to see you,
Shaw stood frozen in the doorway of his living room, his expression hardening as he took in the sight before him. Kim, with her perfect posture and sly smile, sat on his couch like she owned the place. A half-empty glass of wine rested in her manicured hand, the bottle on the coffee table clearly from his private collection.“Welcome home, baby pea,” she said with a playful lilt, her eyes gleaming with mischief.Shaw’s jaw tightened. He wasn’t in the mood for games, especially not hers. “What are you doing here, Kim?”Kim leaned back into the cushions, completely unbothered. “You didn’t really think we were done with our conversation, did you?”Shaw stepped closer, his voice icy. “How did you get into my house?”Kim reached into her designer handbag and pulled out a sleek black card. “I still have your pass card,” she said casually, twirling it between her fingers as if daring him to snatch it away.Shaw closed his eyes briefly, exhaling through his nose to rein in his temper. “What i
The club was lit up, a mix of swirling neon lights and the steady bass of music creating an atmosphere that teetered between relaxation and chaos. Shaw sat at a private table near the back, nursing a glass of bourbon. This wasn’t his first time in such a setting; he had long since mastered the art of blending in while keeping his mind sharp. His dark suit blended with the shadows, his eyes fixed on the entrance as he waited.Minutes ticked by before Liam finally arrived. His tailored blazer and confident stride screamed wealth, but Shaw could see the cracks beneath the surface—the nervous glance around the room, the slightly clenched jaw. Liam was trying too hard to appear composed.“Mr. Carter,” Liam greeted, extending his hand with a practiced smile. “Hope I didn’t keep you waiting.”Shaw stood, matching his smile. “No, you didn’t, and please, call me Shaw.”The handshake was firm, professional, but there was an unspoken tension between them. They both sat, Liam signaling for a drin
Shaw woke up early, his body aching with exhaustion, but his mind refused to let him rest. The events of last night replayed like a broken record—Mia’s heartbroken face, the anger in her voice, the way she walked out without looking back. The sting of her absence was unbearable.He turned his head and found himself staring at Jake, who was still asleep on the couch. His small chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, his little fingers curled into the blanket. Shaw studied him, memorizing every feature—the same dark brown hair, the familiar sharp nose, and those piercing blue eyes. His eyes.For four years, he had a son and never knew. How different would things have been if Alicia had told him? Would he have been a good father? Would he have been there for Jake in all the ways he needed?A heavy sigh left Shaw’s lips as he rubbed his tired eyes. There was no use wondering about the past. The only thing he could do now was figure out how to move forward. But could he fix the damage that
Shaw stood in the middle of his living room, his mind still racing from the chaos Alicia had just dropped into his life. His breath was uneven, his fists clenched at his sides. The silence in the room felt heavier than ever. The only sound was the ticking of the clock, each second a reminder that Mia was gone.His gut twisted.He wanted to chase after her, to explain everything, But what could he even say? Mia had been right—this changed everything.A small voice broke through the tension.“Mister?”Shaw turned slowly, his gaze falling on the boy standing in the doorway, his little hand still clutching Alicia’s. His wide blue eyes—very much similar to Shaw’s own—were filled with curiosity, maybe even a little nervousness.Shaw’s heart clenched.This was his child.His son.He exhaled, running a hand through his hair before glaring at Alicia. “You need to start talking. Now.”Alicia sighed, stepping further into the house. “I know you’re angry. You have every right to be. But let’s no
Shaw gripped the doorknob tightly, his heartbeat pounding in his ears as he stared at the woman standing in front of him.Alicia.It had been years since he last saw her. Years since she walked out of his life without a single word. He had convinced himself she was gone for good, a part of his past that would never resurface. Yet here she was, standing on his doorstep as if she had never left.But it wasn’t just her presence that sent his world tilting off its axis.She wasn’t alone.Clutching tightly onto her hand was a small boy—no older than four—with dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Eyes that mirrored his own so perfectly that it stole the breath from his lungs.Shaw swallowed hard, his grip on the doorknob tightening. His mind screamed at him to deny it, to look away, to refuse to acknowledge what was standing right in front of him.“You…” His voice was hoarse, the words sticking in his throat. “What are you doing here?”Alicia arched an eyebrow, her lips curling into a sm
Mia stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash over her skin as she took a deep breath. She wanted to leave early, knowing that Shaw’s place was quite a distance away and that traffic might hold her up. She didn’t want to arrive late, especially when he was cooking for her. The thought of him in the kitchen made her smile. She had never really imagined him doing something as domestic as preparing a meal, but the idea was oddly endearing.After rinsing off, she wrapped herself in a towel and walked into her bedroom. She stood in front of her closet, scanning through her clothes. She didn’t want to overdress and make it seem like she was trying too hard, but she also didn’t want to show up looking too casual. Settling on a pair of well-fitted jeans and a simple yet elegant top, she got dressed and brushed through her hair, letting it fall naturally over her shoulders.Picking up her phone, she quickly typed out a message:Mia: On my way. See you soon.With that, she grabbed he
Maya leaned over the sink in the women’s restroom, cupping cold water in her hands before splashing it onto her face. Droplets trickled down her cheeks as she gripped the sink edge, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her heart twisted painfully in her chest. She looked the same—same dark curls, same expressive brown eyes—but she felt… smaller. Insignificant.Liam barely acknowledged her tonight.The thought sent a fresh wave of unease coursing through her. Had he even noticed when she excused herself from the table? Did he care?Her fingers clenched into fists as a more troubling thought took root in her mind.‘Was he going to dump her for another woman?’She shook her head, trying to remove the thought from her mind. But was it really that ridiculous? The way he looked at Kim, the way they whispered conspiratorially over dinner—it was enough to make anyone suspicious.“No. I won’t let that happen,” she whispered, her voice firm even as doubt gnawed at her. She straightened her
Another picture of Mia and Shaw was on the news. Some people might have been getting tired of it, but Kim couldn’t get enough. The good part of her plan was just getting started, and she wasn’t going to let anybody jeopardize that. But she had another plan. As she was swirling her win in her glass, she smiled to herself. Her phone rang just beside her. As she saw the name on the caller ID, she smiled. It was just the person that she had been waiting for the whole time. She picked the phone up, and answered.“We’re here with them ma’am,” her guard’s voice came at the other end.“At the airport?” she asked, and the man grunted in response.“And the kid?”“We’re here with him too.” She couldn’t even stop herself from beaming. It was another part of her plan. If she couldn’t have Shaw, then nobody could. She didn’t mind how much she was spending to get all that information about him. Digging up the past and everything. She was sure that he didn’t tell Mia about that part of his life. An
Mia stared at herself in the mirror. She had noticed that her bump was slowly coming out. She ran her hand through it. “I really don’t know who it will look like,” Grace said, coming right behind her with a blue dress. She held the dress high, and Mia couldn’t help but gasp.“Where did you get such a dress?” she asked, and Grace smiled. “You’ve been doing a lot for me. Why can’t I repay you a bit? I bought it from my bonus, so you don’t have to bother about me spending too much.” Mia turned, and hugged Grace. She didn’t know what she would have done without her. “The dress might be pretty tight around the stomach area though. It’s a body con dress.” Grace rolled her eyes. “Shaw might just think you over ate. Besides, you’re doing all this for a good cause. There’s nothing you have to stress about.”Mia nodded, and took the dress from Grace. She headed to her room, to put the dress on. It fitted her perfectly, bringing out her curves that were now more visible because of her pregn
Ahmad walked into the office of their newest contractor. Different companies had submitted their proposals to them.“Ah, Mr. Ahmad.” The CEO said, standing up and offering him a handshake.Ahmad left the handshake hanging in the air, and proceeded to sitting down without being asked to sit. The CEO cleared his throat and sat down uncomfortably.“How may I help you?” he asked, not seeking any kind of familiarity now.“I heard that Shaw’s Company submitted a proposal to your company.”That made the CEO smile again. “Yes, he did. And businessman to businessman, whoever helped him put that proposal together was the best. He or she knew what they were doing. He will definitely be awarded the contract. Quality and quantity all in one.”“It will definitely be the little woman following him around,” Ahmad murmured to himself.“How much will it take for you to award that contract to someone else?”The CEO frowned. “What do you mean? He is the best one here, topping the list.”Ahmad played arou
Mia had fallen asleep on the couch when the door clicked open. She hurried up, ready to grab anything and hurl it at whoever was trying to get into the house. A pillow was her closest. She quickly hurled it at the door, with her heart beating fast.“Whoa, calm down tigress,” a soft chuckle came from the person. Mia collapsed back on the chair when she saw that it was just Grace. “Why didn’t you call out the way you usually do when you come home?” she asked, getting angry at Grace because she didn’t know who else to pour her frustration on. Grace cocked her head to one side, and placed all the snacks that she had gotten on her way home on the center table. She looked around, nodding her head in approval. “Shaw really did a whole lot of work on this place. New furniture, new walls, and everything. Can we ever pay him back for everything?”Mia shook her head. “But we have to. I don’t think it’s right for him to be doing favors like this for a staff.”Grace tapped her forehead slightly,