Thalassa lay sprawled on the pavement, her mind whirling, piecing together what had just happened. She could still feel the brush of air as the car had sped toward her.It should've hit her. It had been too damn close. Whoever had shoved her away hadn’t had a chance to get clear themselves.“Juana!” Luisa’s sharp, panicked scream cut through her fog.Thalassa’s heart dropped as she turned, her gaze landing on Juana, lying just a few feet away on the road. Blood oozed from the side of Juana’s head, staining her hair and spreading across the pavement. Her body lay at an unnatural angle, motionless, and her eyes were closed. "No, no, no," Thalassa whispered as she scrambled towards her secretary, her voice cracking. She crawled forward, her knees scraping against the rough road, ignoring the sting. Her mind was racing, unwilling to process what she was seeing.Luisa was kneeling beside Juana, frantically tapping her cheek. “Juana, please! Wake up!” Her voice was raw, bordering on hyste
Thalassa was sitting in the cold waiting area, her hands clasped tightly together, her body stiff.In front of her, Luisa paced back and forth, her steps restless and her hands trembling. Every now and then, she would pause, cast a glance toward the double doors of the emergency room, then continue her anxious pacing.Two hours. It had been two agonizing hours since Juana had been rushed into surgery, and they still hadn’t heard a word. The silence was unbearable.Luisa suddenly stopped pacing and turned to Thalassa, her eyes glistening with tears. “This… this is all my fault,” she whispered, her voice raw with guilt. “Juana said she wanted to stay behind. She said she had work to finish, but I pushed her to come with us. If I had just let her stay to work, this wouldn’t have happened.”Thalassa’s gaze lifted slowly. “Luisa,” she said, trying to be as calm as she could, “if you’re blaming yourself for this… then what am I supposed to feel?” Her voice broke slightly. “Juana saved my
At the Miller mansion, the twins and their aunt were at the dining table having dinner together. Tyler could barely eat, his hands shaking every time he brought the fork to his lips. Every other minute, Susan would glare at him, ordering him to compose himself.“I just don’t understand,” Cynthia said, her brow furrowed in confusion. “How could Tyler’s car just get stolen? Did you leave the keys in it or something? Didn't you lock the doors?" Susan sighed sharply, her perfectly manicured nails tapping impatiently against the table. “For the last time, Aunt Cynthia, we don’t know! We parked it, and when we came back, it was gone. Stop asking stupid questions." Cynthia was offended by her niece's tone. “There’s no need to be so rude, young lady. I’m just concerned. That car was very expensive! I hope the police catch those thieves soon and—" The doorbell rang, cutting her off mid-sentence. Cynthia turned her head toward the sound, her lips tightening.“Who is that now?” she muttered.
Thalassa froze the moment she saw Kris standing in the doorway. Her stomach twisted into a knot, and an uneasy tension spread through her chest. His expression was unreadable, his sharp features etched in stone, but Thalassa could tell he knew.Of course, she had known she’d have to tell him about this. But she’d decided to do it after his siblings were already in custody. For some reason, she was afraid of telling him for reasons that eluded her.Yet here he was. How did he even find out? Was he really here to save his siblings from going to jail?A triumphant smile curled Susan's lips as she turned to look at the officer gripping her arm. “I told you,” she sneered. “I told you my brother was going to come for us. Now you’d better prepare to lose your jobs.”She turned to Kris, her voice rising confidently. “Kris, tell these imbeciles to take these handcuffs off of me!”Kris stepped forward, his gait deliberate and measured. His eyes locked on Susan’s, and for a fleeting moment, her
The screams from Susan echoed through the compound as the police dragged her and Tyler toward the patrol car. “Let go of me, you imbecile!” She screeched, her wrists straining against the collars. Her hair was disheveled, her face red with fury. She turned her head sharply, glaring daggers at her older brother. “I hate you, Kris! I hate you so much! You’re a fucking traitor!" Kris stood still, his face a mask of cold indifference. “You weren’t satisfied putting Mom in jail, were you?” Susan spat, thrashing against the officer’s hold. “Now you want us there too! You’re the worst brother in the whole world! I wish you were dead!" Kris didn’t flinch, his gaze steady as he watched his sister being shoved into the backseat of the patrol car. Susan’s rage shifted like a storm cloud, her venom finding a new target. She twisted to glare at Thalassa, her face contorting with hatred. “And you,” she hissed. “You cursed witch. I cursed the day you came into our lives! You’ve destroyed ever
Thalassa’s heart ached as she looked into Kris’s tear-filled eyes, guilt and sorrow etched into every line of his face. The sight of him so broken was unbearable.Without hesitation, she unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned toward him, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She held him tightly, wishing her embrace could shield him from his self-torment. "Don't say that," she whispered fervently, her voice trembling with emotion. "It’s not your fault, Kris. You did what you thought was right. You were the best brother they could ever ask for. You’ve always tried to do the right thing. You’re one of the best men I’ve ever known." She pulled back slightly to look at him, her hands gripping his shoulders. "It’s not your fault they turned out this way. You can’t take responsibility for their choices. We’re all responsible for our own actions, and you..." She softened, her voice steady. "You are a good man, Kris." Kris leaned back just enough to meet her eyes, searching her expression.
Kris froze, his hand gripping his phone so tightly that he heard a crack through the screen. His eyes widened, his face drained of color. The lawyer's words echoed in his mind like a hammer striking an anvil. Thalassa's brows furrowed in concern as she noticed the change in his demeanor. She also tensed up, realizing something was seriously wrong due to Kris's somber expression."Kris?" she asked softly. "What's wrong?" But Kris couldn't respond immediately. He pushed himself off the couch and began pacing, the tension evident in his movements."What the hell are you talking about?" he hissed into the phone. "My mother was transferred hours ago. She should've already arrived!" The lawyer's voice on the other end was apologetic but firm. "Indeed, but the hijack happened hours ago, Mr. Miller."Kris's nostrils flared. "And you're now just telling me about it?" "I was only informed just now, Mr. Miller." the lawyer responded. "The police were keeping it under wraps, trying to handle
After turning off the TV, Bridget scanned her eyes around the empty space. Her eyes fell on Rita’s phone which was lying on the couch, face down. She'd forgotten to take it along.She smiled faintly, shaking her head, “Poor thing. She’s thinking about too much.” She picked it up and tucked it in her hand before making her way to the hall to flip off the lights. Then she made her way upstairs.When she reached her Rita's door, she knocked lightly, calling, “Madam?”There was no answer. She waited a beat, then knocked again, a little louder this time, her brow furrowing as she listened for any sign of movement. Silence.Bridget frowned, a little puzzled. Her boss had gone upstairs not even four minutes ago. Could she have already fallen asleep? It seemed unlikely, but maybe she really had been more tired than Bridget realized. “Well,” she mumbled to herself, “I can give it to her tomorrow.”She turned to head down to her room, but something stopped her. She turned back toward the door
My dear supercalifragilisticexpialidocious readers, I won't ever get tired of expressing my gratitude for all the support you guys have given to this book. I know the way I write isn't always similar to the most popular books on the app, but I'm so glad you guys love it nevertheless. This is my most successful book yet, and it's all thanks to you guys. Love you so very much. Now, for those interested in what I plan to write the next, we're done with these characters. The next book will be about completely different characters. It's so hard to let these characters go, but we need a fresh start. No, wait. I was only joking. Don't bite my head off! Haha. (Really wish this app allows emojis so I can show you how I'm grinning like an idiot, lol) I don't intend to desert Alex like some of you fear. The next story will be about him and his lovestory. Will he ever get over the betrayal and allow himself to love and trust again? After some discussions with my editor, we came to the agreeme
Tessa stood frozen for several seconds before her hands flew to her mouth in shock. “Oh my God…” she whispered. She didn't even have to ask if he was sure because she could tell he was. Guilt clawed at her chest. Alex had told her before how most of the women who came onto him were only after his wealth which was also part of the reason he'd always been so careful about dating. And now it seemed he had been proven right. Tessa felt like it was her fault because she was the one who had set Alex on that blind date with Hillary. “Alex,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea she was that kind of woman.” He shook his head. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice calmer, his expression blank. “You were just trying to look out for me. But don’t do it again, Tessa.” There was no anger in his tone toward her, but she could sense the bitterness. Tessa swallowed hard, guilt still pressing down on her. She watched as Alex turned toward one of the cabinets, moving like he already knew exactl
After breakfast, the whole family moved to the shores to enjoy the beach. the whole family moved to the beach where a variety of games and fun had been set up.Tessa took a deep breath, feeling at peace.But peace never really lasted long when when her mischievous twins were around.The four-year-olds were balls of energy, running up and down the sandy shore, splashing water at people, and playfully disturbing anyone who looked too relaxed.“Girls!” Tessa called after them as they ran past, giggling. “Don’t bother grandpa Zeke!”Too late.Zeke had been lying on a lounger, sunglasses on, probably dozing off, until a handful of sand landed on his chest.His head snapped up. “Hey!”The twins burst into laughter and ran away before he could catch them.Gendry, sitting next to Tessa, shook his head. “Your daughters indeed.”Tessa turned to him with a dry look. “Excuse me?”“The mischief? That’s all you. I'm sure that's exactly how you were at their age.”She huffed, crossing her arms. “And
FIVE YEARS LATERThe morning sun peeked through the white curtains, casting golden light across the bedroom. Tessa stirred, instantly feeling the warmth pressed against her back, a familiar arm draped over her waist. A smile crept onto her lips as she blinked sleepily.She didn't have to turn around to know Gendry was awake. His slow, steady breaths against the nape of her neck gave him away.A soft kiss landed on her bare shoulder."Happy anniversary, Mrs. Graham," he murmured, his voice husky from sleep.Tessa hummed, pressing back against him. "Happy anniversary, Mr. Graham."Gendry tightened his hold on her, rolling her onto her back so he could hover over her. The intense look in his dark eyes sent a familiar shiver down her spine."Last night wasn't enough," he whispered, running his fingers down her side. "I need more."Tessa let out a soft laugh. "Didn't we exhaust ourselves already?"His lips brushed against her neck. "Not even close."They made love again, slow and deep, as
Tessa’s heart thudded as her father stared at Gendry, his brows furrowing deeper by the second. "Of course I figured that out already." her father finally scoffed, shaking his head. "It's just... Tessa is two months pregnant. Two months. I—" He blinked rapidly as the realization dawned. "Unless..." Tessa took pity on him. She sighed and decided to just put him out of his confusion. "Dad," she said carefully, "there was… something between Gendry and me. When we were in Jamaica." Her father's frown only deepened. "I don’t understand. Since we left Jamaica, I haven’t seen you two together until yesterday. How could there be something between you when–” Beside him, Thalassa let out a small chuckle and placed a hand on his chest. "Leave them alone, Kris," she said, eyes twinkling with amusement. Kris turned to her, narrowing his eyes. "You don’t seem surprised." Thalassa shrugged. Kris’s jaw dropped. "Lassa. You knew?" She gave him an innocent look. "I had my suspicions." "And yo
All eyes turned towards Tessa and Gendry as they entered. In the living room were her parents, Alex, Rita, Maya, Jace, Aunt Luisa, Uncle Alden, and their youngest 17 years old daughter, Tessa's cousin, Emma.The moment Rita spotted Gendry, she gasped. "Gendry!" she squealed, jumping up from her seat and rushing toward him.Gendry barely had time to react before Rita crashed into him. He let out a soft chuckle, crouching slightly to meet her height as he ran a hand through her hair.“Missed me that much, huh?” he teased, the corner of his lips lifting in amusement.Rita huffed and pulled back, immediately smoothing down her hair. “You're ruining my hair,” she grumbled, glaring up at him.“My bad,” Gendry said, his voice dripping with fake remorse. His amused gaze flicked toward the others, and laughter rippled through the room, even from Alex.Despite the lighthearted moment, Tessa caught the curious look in her father’s eyes. There were unspoken questions swimming in his gaze.“Good e
“Marry me, Tessa.”Tessa stared at him, her lips parting as she tried to process what he had just said. Her voice came out in a breathless whisper. “What?”Gendry didn’t hesitate. He looked straight into her eyes, his expression open and sure. “Marry me, Tessa.”She felt like her heart had stopped. Her mind raced, but no coherent thoughts came. “You—” She swallowed, utterly flustered.Gendry chuckled at her shock, rolling onto his side so that he was partially on top of her. His fingers traced lazy circles on her arm, his touch soothing.“Hear me out,” he murmured. “I know it sounds crazy. Maybe it is. But I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”Tessa’s breath hitched, her pulse drumming in her ears.“We just made things official, like, yesterday,” he admitted, his lips curving into a small, sheepish smile. “But it doesn’t feel new, does it? It feels like I’ve known you forever. We’ve been through so much. Hell, even we were against each other at some point. And yet, here we
“Don’t worry. You’re not the first couple to ask that, and you definitely won’t be the last.” The doctor said with a teasing note in her voice.She pulled out a disposable wipe and began wiping the gel from Tessa's belly. Tessa sighed in relief.“That should be all for today,” The doctor said warmly. “As I said, for the first few months, it would be best to be checked monthly, so please when you're ready, let me know when to schedule the next appointment.”She began rearranging the equipment. “Please wait outside for a few minutes. Your ultrasound pictures and the recording will be ready soon to take with you..” Gendry helped Tessa sit up and adjust her clothes before they stepped out. They waited in the reception area, their happiness and excitement tangible. Ten minutes later, a nurse handed over the envelope containing the picture and the USB. Gendry took it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. They made their way out of the hospital and back to Gendry's car. Aft
In the afternoon, when it was a couple of minutes to get an appointment, Gendry arrived a few minutes earlier than he promised to pick her up.Gendry leaned against the doorframe, looking relaxed yet effortlessly gorgeous in his button down shirt. His eyes swept over her in that way that always made her feel like the only woman in the world. "You're early," she teased, walking toward him. He beamed. “I'll always be early for you, princes.” Her heart did a little flip at that, but she rolled her eyes to keep her cool. "Such a smooth talker." He grinned and reached for her, pulling her close and covering her lips with his. When they finally broke the kiss, he took her hand. She let him take it without hesitation, their fingers interlocking. It felt so right.As they walked through the office, she felt the weight of dozens of eyes on them. Conversations momentarily halted, only to resume in hushed murmurs once they passed. She knew exactly why. One, no one had ever seen her h