"You're insufferable..." Frida tried to turn away, but Roman's hand gripped the back of her neck, forcing her to face him. His touch was firm, balancing dominance and gentleness. It didn’t hurt, but it left no room for resistance. Roman brought his face close to hers, inhaling the scent of her skin, brushing her softly with the tip of his nose, igniting a heat between her legs.Frida’s delicate hands rested on his bare chest, trying to maintain some distance from this dominant beast, but her palms burned at the contact with his skin, which pulsed with desire. Their lips met with a soft pressure, and as their mouths began to move in sync, the fire between them grew. The room’s temperature shifted, keeping the cold at bay.Roman gently laid Frida back onto the plush bed, and as he hovered above her, his hands roamed her body, rediscovering every inch of her smooth skin. His mouth claimed her neck, tasting her, savoring the way her body writhed beneath him, eager to unite with him once
Roman’s family warmly welcomed Frida, and she managed to make their relationship appear genuine. But after she returned from Benjamin's celebration, her life in Roman’s mansion became lonely. He worked all day, and when he returned at night, it was only to take her to bed, unleashing the passion that simmered within him. For a month, Roman didn’t miss a single night. Sometimes, his caresses and kisses were so intense that Frida imagined this cold, emotionless man was starting to feel something for her. But as soon as the sun rose, it became clear—they were still just two strangers."Roman?" Frida questioned him, surprised when she saw him arrive home early from work."We’re going to the hospital. It’s been a month, and I need to know if you’re pregnant."Up until that moment, Frida hadn’t felt any symptoms—no nausea or cravings like she had experienced with Emma. Without saying another word, she grabbed her coat, and they headed to the hospital together.-The doctor who attende
“I’m sorry, Frida… but I need that child,” Roman said, looking at her with pity in his eyes.“She’ll need to leave the house immediately and—”“Stop,” Roman interrupted Luke. “I’ll handle this from here. You can go.”The lawyer nodded, fumbling to gather his documents before standing and leaving the room. Silence hung in the air for a few moments before Roman leaned toward Frida. He understood her sorrow but knew there wasn’t much he could do to fix it.“Frida…”“I know… I’ll leave now and—”“Frida, please. Just be quiet and listen to me,” Roman interrupted her again, pressing his finger gently against her lips. “I’ll forget about the money I’ve spent on Emma. Consider it a gift for her. I’ll also give you some compensation for the time you’ve spent here. It won’t be much, but it might help you find somewhere to stay. I only ask for one last favor.”“What is it?” Frida asked nervously.“Give me one last night... a proper goodbye. I want to eat and drink with you. I want to poss
Frida’s escape from the city had been frantic, but the hardest part was leaving Roman behind, lying peacefully in bed. She had stroked his hair and kissed his lips one last time before placing the note on the nightstand. Sneaking out without the staff noticing, she managed to leave the mansion, with her first stop being the bank.Fortunately, the account was shared, allowing Frida to withdraw all the money. With the cash safely tucked into a backpack, she headed to the hospital. Emma looked much better, but Frida knew that just the medication wasn’t enough. Her daughter needed the surgery, and now, she had the funds for it.“Mommy? What’s happening?” Emma asked, frightened, as she watched Frida start disconnecting her from the machines.“We have to go.”“Go where? Are we going to Roman? I like Roman,” Emma said excitedly, tugging at Frida’s heartstrings.“Sweetheart, I can’t explain everything right now, but I need you to do exactly as I say, okay?”Emma obediently followed her m
"What should I tell the men?" Luke asked."Tell them to send a bouquet of white roses for the girl once she’s out of surgery and leave a single red rose for Frida. That rose should carry a message...""Anything else?""Give her a week to let the girl recover. After that, I want them following her like hounds. Bring her back to me, no matter what. I don’t care if she’s in pieces or whole, unconscious or awake, but I want her here, and I want her alive.""Yes, sir…" Just as Luke was about to leave the room, Roman stopped him."Find another candidate. Open the search again and make sure the requirements include a fertility test this time."Luke nodded and left Roman alone. Although Roman wanted to find Frida and make her pay, part of him still felt a flicker of pity and compassion for her situation. Destroying a woman who wasn’t already at a disadvantage would have been easier. He liked to believe he wasn’t that much of a tyrant.-Emma came out of surgery with a good prognosis. O
The search was getting more inadequate by the day, and in Roman’s eyes, his men were utterly useless. His mood darkened as every woman who seemed like a good option turned out to be unsuitable. Regardless, he had selected his next candidate, and he was reviewing the contract. That night, he would meet her.“Mr. Gilbert?” his maid, Lory, stammered as she held the phone in trembling hands.“What do you want?”“There’s a call from the hospital…” she said, swallowing hard.“The hospital?” Roman frowned, uncertain, and extended his hand for the phone. “Yes?”“Mr. Gilbert? This is Thomas Bennet, the hospital director…”“What do you need?”“We’ve had an issue with one of our doctors. It seems Ms. Moore had an appointment with her, and there was a mistake in her diagnosis…”“What are you talking about?”“The doctor made an error. Ms. Moore was diagnosed as infertile, but upon closer examination of her ultrasound, I noticed a small mass in her uterus. It appears to be a gestational sac
“Jake... I can’t do this to you...” Frida put some distance between them. He was a great friend, but she couldn’t bring herself to see him as a romantic partner.“Frida... Let me help you. Don’t make decisions based on what you think you’ll lose, because it won’t be like that. And if you’re worried I’ll expect something in return, don’t. I won’t ask for anything.”-Frida convinced herself to take things slow. While her belly wasn’t noticeable yet, she continued working with the same enthusiasm as always. Jake made sure to prepare all her cravings, and after work, he’d walk her home. Time passed, and as she watched the news of Roman celebrating his engagement with that redhead, Frida lovingly caressed her growing belly. She wasn’t going to give up her baby.The money she had saved to repay Roman was now used for the birth when the time came. Jake was by her side the whole time, and although she appreciated him, it hurt that it wasn’t Roman holding her hand. The cries of a newborn f
Frida was at her post, welcoming guests with her usual cheer when a couple walked in, leaving her breathless. Standing in front of her was Roman, his dark eyes burning like embers the moment they landed on her.“Table for two?” Frida asked, her heart pounding as she reached for a menu.“Yes! The best table you have! We’re on our honeymoon, and it has to be as romantic as possible,” the redhead hanging onto Roman’s arm chirped.They had gotten married in a small, private ceremony, one that Roman’s grandfather hadn’t approved of. He had expected to see Frida in that white dress, not the redhead, who seemed to have nothing but air in her head.Frida felt as though she could hear her heart crack audibly, but she held her pain in check, keeping on the pleasant smile she offered to all her customers. She turned and led them to a table overlooking the balcony, offering a spectacular view.“Oh, it’s beautiful!” the woman exclaimed as she peeked out. “Isn’t it, darling?”Roman didn’t hear
"Look! My parents are here!" Julie exclaimed excitedly, waving her hand to get their attention.Her parents approached with eager smiles. They had always hoped to see Roman as their son-in-law, which would strengthen the bond between the two families. Unfortunately, Julie had made a grave mistake years ago, one that had caused a deep rift and prevented their friendship from blossoming into something more."Roman! It’s great to see you again!" Julie’s father greeted him warmly, offering a wide smile. "My little girl mentioned she’s working for you now.""She’s the governess for my daughters," Roman replied politely although he was clearly uncomfortable."Splendid. And the lucky lady who married you, where is she?" Julie’s father asked, trying hard to conceal his disapproval."I’ll go get her," Roman said, irritated. He couldn’t believe Frida hadn’t had the decency to inform him of what had happened."Roman, I think you should give her some time. If she wanted to come down and be w
While Roman finished adjusting his suit, Frida was in the shower, desperately trying to slip her wedding ring off by lathering it with soap. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t remove it without causing pain."Frida, don’t take too long. I’ll be waiting in the lounge with the girls. You’ve got twenty minutes," Roman said after knocking on the door. When he didn’t hear a response, he knocked again. "Understood?""Understood," she replied, rolling her eyes.A beautiful blue dress was waiting for her in the bedroom, handpicked by Roman and worth a small fortune. If only she hadn’t spent five extra minutes in the bathroom, she would’ve caught Julie sneaking into the room with a pair of sharp scissors. Julie slashed the fabric, tearing it apart, knowing that with so many people in the family despising Frida, the suspect list would be long. Once she was done, Julie left proudly, heading straight to the lounge to join Roman and the girls, acting sweet and motherly, just like a dotin
As Frida paid closer attention, she noticed that Julie was accompanied by a boy, older than Emma, perhaps around 15 or 16. His face was hardened with defiance, his rebellious attitude evident in every inch of him. His glare, full of resentment, and the way his lips curled in a perpetual sneer made Frida think he was a younger version of Roman."Frida, you look fantastic," Julie said with forced politeness as she carried Carina in her arms."Miss Julie..." Frida greeted her stiffly. Emma approached as well, wrapping her arms around her governess, seeking comfort from her.Despite seeing the hurt in Frida’s eyes, Emma didn’t pull back. She was just as stubborn and proud as her mother."Perfect. We were just waiting for you," Roman said, smiling warmly at Julie.To Frida, they looked like a family where she didn’t belong, and the realization stung."I suppose we’ll take one of the SUVs," Julie suggested, holding Carina’s hand as Emma walked beside Roman."No, we’ll be taking two ca
"You're insane!" Frida exclaimed, horrified."I'm just being cautious," Roman replied, his smug smile unwavering."Is the money I took from you so significant that you feel the need to torture me now?""It wasn't about the money. I can always make more. But that day, you took something else from me."Roman felt as if Frida had ripped his heart out and taken it with her. The money didn’t matter—it was about regaining his sanity, though now, with her before him, he doubted he’d ever truly find it."Remember my words, Roman. You can parade me around as your wife and take my body, but you’ll never have my love.""Are you done?" Roman asked, clearly amused.-Luke arrived to collect the marriage certificate but also to inform Roman of Jake’s condition."It’s complicated… He’s dead," Luke said, expecting Roman to react, but Roman didn’t even lift his gaze from the papers before him."How sad. Still, he broke into my home and attacked my wife. I suppose it's divine justice… Handle i
"What are you doing out of bed?" Roman asked, his tone sharp as he walked toward Frida."I'm tired of that bed," she replied, meeting his gaze. She was still confused, unsure if Roman was a good or bad man. Still, he was taking care of her daughters and giving them the best."It’s not for pleasure. You need to—"Before he could continue lecturing her, Frida reached for Roman’s hands, having noticed his knuckles that were bruised and swollen from hitting Jake. Surprised, Roman watched as she gently kissed his wounds. The touch of her lips burned, but it was a pleasurable sensation."I’m glad this is all he did to you," she whispered, pulling back, regretting the gesture."I'm not just a businessman. I know how to fight when there’s something worth protecting."Frida tried to maintain eye contact, but a sharp pain shot through her ribs, making her gasp and clutch her sides. Roman swiftly picked her up, cradling her as if she were made of fragile glass."Julie, that’s my wife’s sea
Roman had completely lost control, and Jake wasn’t skilled enough to fight back. Frida screamed desperately from the bed, her voice doing nothing to stop the violence. Determined, she forced herself to her feet, moving as slow as a tortoise. She finally reached Roman, placing her trembling hands on his back. He turned toward her violently, and the sight made Frida stumble, but Roman caught her, pulling her close to his chest. His anger began to dissolve as he got lost in her sapphire eyes."Please, stop…" Frida begged, raising her hands to gently touch Roman’s face, hoping to calm him and find a spark of mercy.Roman, still holding onto his grudge, decided the fight was over. He grabbed Jake from the floor and roughly shoved him out of the room, throwing him down the stairs. Watching him lay motionless on the ground, Roman signaled for a few of his men to take Jake to the hospital, and then he called his lawyer, Luke, to handle the aftermath.Frida stayed silent, perched on the edge
"You get points for honesty, but don’t you dare try any arrogant stunts in front of me. I’m not your friend. I’m your boss, and you’re my employee. Don’t forget that," Roman said, his eyes full of distrust. Jake’s record was impeccable, and every achievement checked out, but something about him didn’t sit right with Roman.Jake switched his jacket for an apron and glanced over the menu for the morning. He prepared the dishes with practiced skill and personally delivered the meals to the girls, catching them by surprise as their faces lit up with recognition."Jake!" Emma exclaimed, but Jake quickly covered her mouth, looking around cautiously."Emma, Carina… you can’t let anyone know you know me, okay? You have to keep this a secret," Jake whispered.Both girls nodded, but Emma’s brow furrowed in confusion."Where’s your mother?" Jake asked."In her room. Mommy can’t come out yet. She’s still sick," Carina said sadly."It’s the second room on the left, upstairs," Emma added, sti
Roman waited in his sleek black Bentley, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt. Someone knocked on the window before carefully passing a document through the crack, making sure not to stain it with the blood that was smeared across his clothes. Luke inspected the paper cautiously, relieved to find it free of any crimson marks."Will it hold?" Roman asked."Yes. The signature is legible," Luke replied, handing the document back to his boss. "All we need now is Ms. Frida’s signature, and the adoption of Emma Moore will be complete."With a broad grin, Roman stepped out of the vehicle and entered the warehouse where Gary lay beaten on the floor. Roman took a moment to enjoy the sight of him, broken and defeated."Was it really worth it to resist me? All you had to do was cooperate," Roman sneered."You’re a monster! Frida doesn’t deserve someone like you in her life!" Gary spat, struggling to rise, but the pain kept him down.Roman rolled his eyes, bored, and with a nod, signaled his men
"Where’s Jake? I want to see my daughters!" Frida struggled to tell the difference between truth and lies. Her memories were hazy, and the nurse’s words made her head spin."Miss Frida!" a maid exclaimed as she rushed into the room. "You’re awake!""Lory?""You remember me! How wonderful!" Lory said, helping the nurse guide Frida back to bed. "Your girls are absolute angels. Emma is such a little lady, even at her age, and little Carina? Oh, she’s a mischievous one, but with that angelic face of hers, she’s already giving Mr. Gilbert a hard time.""What’s going on?!" Frida felt like she had been dropped into an alternate reality. "I need to get out of here. I need to see my daughters."She got up, ignoring the pain, and made her way out of the room while the nurse and maid begged her to come back. Gripping the banister with both hands, she slowly descended the stairs, her eyes searching for her daughters frantically."Emma! Carina!" she shouted, her voice strained from the pain i