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DchenemiHi, firstly I want to apologize for the unstable updates. Things have been so difficult for me since this month began. But, I promise steady updates soon and also to give this book a befitting end.
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AMELIAIt was a weird morning. Last thing I remembered was falling asleep on the couch in Roman's arms rather than waking him up.I found myself on the bed that morning. Under the soft duvet and alone in bed. The sunlight filtered through the cracks in the dark curtains and cast a warm glow into the bedroom. A warmth that made me want to burrow myself deeper into the bed. With a reluctant groan, I sat up and yanked the duvet off my body and stepped down. My limbs felt strangely heavy and I wasn't sure if it was the residue from my sleep or something else. It was a weird morning. I heard the shower running, I noticed the bathroom door was slightly open and the scent of Roman's shower gel permeated the air. It was relaxing. I walked into the bathroom with every intention to join him, taking off my clothes and folding them into the laundry basket. The glass eas foggy from the heat of the water he used but I could see his silhouette. Strangely enough, he was completely still even
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AMELIARoman left for work after our rather eventful shower. He promised to be back earlier, to finish what he started and I just laughed. I was going into work later than usual, needing a bit of time to gather myself and speak to the people Vincent said were asking for custom paintings. I'd spent the majority of my recovery time working on it and I was almost done. They wanted me to add a few more details. Once I was done with the call, I went down for breakfast. Fiona was off but made breakfast before she left that morning. As I ate, I mulled over how I was spending my time and how much longer I would have to be director. Sure, I had the shares, the power…but u can't claim I wanted it for the right reasons. I wanted to teach my father a lesson and honor my mother's memory and all the hard work she put into making that company what it is. My father and I are no longer in talking terms and he was slowly passing down his tasks and position to Monica and Bertha, including his sha
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These same lips had been buried between my legs this morning. I pulled away with a small pout. He raised a brow, “What?”“They look better between my thighs,” I raised my fingers and patted his bottom lip. His eyes darkened as he heard my words and for a split second I imagined what it would feel like having him take me against my desk. I heard his sharp intake of break as he pulled away. "Time for a break," he announced, his voice rough, his voice seemed to alternate between desire and playfulness and amused me, seeing him this affected by a simple comment.I laughed, genuinely amused. "Don't you have your own company to run? Aren't you supposed to be, I don't know, making important CEO decisions or something?"Roman's grin was pure mischief. "These are the perks of being the boss, my love. I decide when I take breaks, and right now, I'm taking a break with my wife." He winked, that charming smile that had first swept me off my feet years ago still as potent as ever."Take a bre
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The pain was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. It wasn't just a sharp twinge or a dull ache - it was a consuming, all-encompassing agony that seemed to twist my insides like a wrung-out towel. My legs went weak, trembling beneath me, and if it weren't for Roman's quick reflexes, I would have crashed to the floor."Breathe, Amy," Roman's voice cut through the haze of pain. His arms were around me, strong and supportive, holding me up when my body wanted to collapse. I could hear the panic in his voice - a tone I'd never heard from him before. Roman was always so controlled, so composed. But now, his voice shook with fear.My hand instinctively went to my stomach. The baby. Oh God, the baby.A terrible sense of déjà vu washed over me. This pain - it felt familiar. Too familiar. Memories of that little blue baby began to plague my mind. The doctors' sympathetic faces, the hushed conversations, the endless tests and disappointments.It wasn't just that, it was the ache in my chest, th
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T.W(Miscarriage) I had fallen back asleep. My body was probably unable to handle the exhaustion that came with my fear. Roman hadn't said a word to me which only served to make me feel worse. He just told me to wait till the doctor got there. My nerves were all over the fucking place and all that remained was fear. The world came into focus slowly, like a camera lens adjusting. White walls, the sterile smell of disinfectant, the soft beeping of medical equipment - everything screamed hospital. My body felt heavy, disconnected, as if I were floating just slightly above myself.Roman hadn't moved from my side. His hand was still clasped around mine, his thumb making small, repetitive circles on my skin - a gesture of comfort, of connection. I could see the strain in his face, the lines of worry etched deeply around his eyes and mouth. He looked so exhausted that my heart ached. But not just for his state, but because of mine. I could hear the blood rushing to my ears as my heart beg
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AMELIAThe silence was almost like a living, breathing entity. It wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket, pressing against my chest, making each breath feel like a monumental effort. My body felt alien—a vessel that had somehow failed its most fundamental purpose. The white hospital walls seemed to close in, choking me yet at the same time those white walls managed to keep me calm despite the screams and wails I could hear in my head.Or perhaps it was just me, still recovering from the shock. Roman's voice broke through my fog, soft and tentative. "Do you need anything, Amy? Water? Another blanket?" His words were gentle, carefully constructed, as if speaking too loudly might shatter whatever fragile composure I was desperately trying to maintain.I turned my head slowly, mechanically, meeting his gaze. His eyes were rimmed with exhaustion and though I never saw it was obvious that he had cried. A concept that I'd never really associated with Roman up until that very moment.
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AMELIADarkness. Unrelenting. Suffocating.The memory crashed over me like a violent wave, fragmentary and disjointed. Marcus. The name itself was a razor blade against my consciousness, cutting through the soft, sedated edges of my hospital room's tranquility.I could see him—not his face, never his complete face—but his presence. Overwhelming. Menacing. A shadow that had stalked me longer than I could comprehend. His voice was a low, calculated whisper that seemed to echo through the chambers of my most terrifying memories. "Finally," he had said. "Finally, I have you."I remember being so afraid that I couldn't speak, every time he walked into a room, every time he told me about his love for me…how many times he's watched me, how many times he's just been in the shadows…looking, seeing everything and anything that has happened to me, even times I had forgotten. Flashes of my previous attempts to escape flickered like a damaged film reel. The sharp object I'd used against him—som
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The days that followed blurred together like watercolors in the rain. I felt disconnected from my body, as if I were floating somewhere above myself, tethered only by the thinnest of threads to the physical world below. The hospital room became my entire universe—a bubble where time moved differently, where every breath felt like an effort against the crushing weight of loss.I used to think I was a strong person, I used to think if I could have survived this far, after everything…then I could handle anything. But this? This pain? It was something I wouldn't wish even my worst enemy. Jessica was my constant companion, her presence both comforting and guilt-inducing. She'd pull up a chair beside my bed, her white coat wrinkled from long hours, dark circles under her eyes betraying her exhaustion."You need to get back to work," I told her one afternoon, my voice still carrying that hollow quality I couldn't seem to shake. "Your patients need you more than I do."She looked up from h
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BERTHAI stood frozen in the doorway, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared up at Roman. The corridor light cast shadows across his face, making his expression even more unreadable. My fingers gripped the doorframe for support, suddenly feeling like my legs might give out beneath me.“Roman,” I breathed out shakily, I managed to force a smile but I could tell it looked more like a wince. "W-why are you here?" I managed to ask, hating how my voice trembled. He should have been with Amelia right now, shouldn't he? Amelia had just lost their baby, after all.I hear he hasn't left her side in the past few weeks so, why is he here? What could he possibly want with me? A niggling viuce at the back of my mind had an idea, but I easily dismissed it. No. He couldn't be here for that! The thought made something twist uncomfortably in my stomach as I unconsciously placed a protective hand over my own swollen belly.Roman's lips curved into what might have been a smile, but it didn
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BERTHAI stared at my reflection in the large vanity mirror, my fingers trembling with barely contained rage as I adjusted the diamond pendant around my neck. The weight of it felt suffocating, much like everything else in this oppressive fucking mansion. The warm golden light from the lamps above should have made me look radiant, but all I could see was the storm brewing in my dark eyes.Here in this mansion, I felt like a dolled up trinket, just kept here to look pretty, to bear a child that Yaakov can fully mold as he wants.The gala invitation lay mockingly on the corner of my vanity, its gold-embossed lettering catching the light. "Mr. and Mrs. Wellington," it read, as if I was supposed to feel honored to be attending as Yaakov Wellington's wife. I sneered at my reflection, watching as the expression twisted my carefully made-up features. The deep burgundy lipstick I'd chosen suddenly seemed too harsh against my pale skin, but it matched my mood perfectly.I had cut my hair short
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AMELIAThe hours crawled by with excruciating slowness. Jessica and I sat in the living room, remnants of our lunch spread across the coffee table, neither of us having much appetite. The black car hadn't returned, but I kept glancing out the window anyway, expecting—or dreading—to see it again.I knew something was going on, deep down I knew that the little peace we'd managed to enjoy these past few weeks was already over. I knew it the second I woke up in that hospital. I knew it the second I was told I lost my baby. "You should try to eat something," Jessica said, pushing a container of pasta toward me, looking rather cautious. She's been that way for a while, like she's unsure of what to say, scared that a word might trigger me or something like that. I shook my head. "I can't. My stomach's in knots." I admitted with full honesty. My heart felt heavy and there was the sense of impending doom that I kept trying to push down. Roman and I were…not okay, that much I knew. Eating a
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The argument replayed in my mind like a broken record, each harsh word cutting deeper with each repetition. ‘All you see is your own pain.’ The accusation stung particularly sharp because it was untrue. I'd spent weeks trying to understand Roman's pain, making excuses for his absence, convincing myself that his distance was just his way of coping. And now he had the audacity to throw that in my face? That son of a– My phone felt heavy in my pocket. I could call Jessica, or Alexander—they'd be here in minutes. But what would I say? That my husband, the man who'd been my rock through everything, had just revealed a side of himself I'd never seen before? That he was keeping secrets about who had poisoned me? Instead, I did something I hadn't dared since being discharged; I walked upstairs to the nursery door. My hand trembled as it touched the doorknob. We'd painted it white just two weeks ago, discussing whether we should add some kind of decorative element. Roman had wanted to pai
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The night air was cool against my skin as I stepped out of the hospital, fishing my phone out of my purse to order another Uber. The parking lot was mostly empty, illuminated by scattered streetlights that created pools of yellow light in the darkness. The sound of rapid footsteps behind me made my heart jump, but before I could turn around, I heard his voice."Greece!"Just one word. My name. But the way Colson said it made something inside me twist. I turned to find him slightly out of breath, as if he'd run to catch up with me. The sight of him – powerful, composed Colson – actually running after someone was so unexpected that for a moment, I could only stare."What are you doing here?" I asked, hating how my voice betrayed my awareness of him. Even in the dim light, he was devastating – the shadows playing across his features only emphasized the sharp angles of his face, the intensity of his gaze."It's too dark for you to be out alone," he said, his tone still carrying that profe
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GREECE“Why…” I inhaled deeply, “...are you here?” I asked softly. I didn't know he was back from Mexico. But then again, we haven't kept any contact since I left. He couldn't be here for me, right? "Wellington Corp has a meeting with the university board today," Colson said, his voice carrying that familiar professional tone that I'd almost forgotten existed. "With Roman at the hospital with Amelia, I'm handling the meeting with the dean."The words hit me like a splash of cold water, washing away whatever foolish notions I'd been entertaining. Of course. He wasn't here for me. He was here for business, just like always. The realization stung more than it should have, but I refused to let it show on my face."It's nice to see you again," I managed to say, proud of how steady my voice sounded despite the chaos in my chest. But even as I spoke, my traitorous eyes kept drifting to his lips, remembering how they'd felt against mine that night in Mexico. The warmth, the intensity, the
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GREECEThe lecture hall felt suffocating despite its size. Professor Williams droned on about corporate law, but my mind was elsewhere, wandering back to memories of Mexico City – memories I couldn't seem to shake no matter how hard I tried. It had been a month since I'd returned, since Colson had practically forced me onto that plane, and yet everything still felt fresh. Raw.The scent of his cologne. The intensity of his gaze. The way his hands felt when they caught me from falling. The almost-kiss on the balcony that still haunted my dreams."Miss Stavros?" Professor Williams's voice cut through my reverie. "Care to share your thoughts on the Jensen case?"I straightened in my seat, forcing myself to focus on the present. "The Jensen case highlighted the importance of fiduciary duty in corporate governance," I began, drawing on whatever information I could remember from last night's reading. "The board's decision to..."As I continued my response, I couldn't help but notice how dif
