Alexander pov"Dear husband, let’s have sex.". I raised a brow at her statement, my eyes darkening as she stepped into the room without hesitation—without a care for the fact that I was standing there with no clothes on, or the fact that a gun was aimed directly at her head.At that exact moment, as she stood before me with lustful eyes, I came to a very clear conclusion: this girl was crazy.This wasn’t how I had imagined things unfolding. When I chose to spare her life and use her instead, I never expected it to turn out this way. I had expected her to be timid—scared—anything but this bold and willful girl standing before me.Hell, I hadn’t even started my revenge for what her father had done, and yet, here she was, already driving me insane. From the background check I had run on her, Valentina was supposed to be the complete opposite of what she was now. It made me wonder if memory loss could alter someone’s personality.Because, tell me why this insane girl was currently lickin
Valentina pov You know those moments in life when you act purely on instinct? When something inside you takes over, compelling you to do something spontaneous and completely irrational? Well… I kissed him. Before I even realized what I was doing, my body moved on its own, acting before my brain could catch up. And I did it—for one reason only: I hated being told what to do. Alexander stood frozen for the second time today as I pressed my lips softly against his. He didn’t move, and I began to doubt if what I had done was a mistake. The man clearly didn’t like me for reasons I couldn’t understand—maybe, just maybe, we didn’t have a good relationship before my accident, but that didn’t mean he had the right to treat me this way. His words earlier felt like a taunt, daring me to do something, and without thinking, I did it to prove him wrong. But now, it felt like I had just made a huge mistake. My eyes fluttered open to meet his, and the moment our gazes locked, a shiver ran
Alexander pov"The contract has been successfully signed, and the goods have been delivered to the client without any major issues, except for the fact that some of our men ran off with a portion of the goods…”Adrian's voice faded into the background as I slipped into a daze. My mind wandered, thoughts clouding my focus as I struggled to pay attention to the important matters at hand.How could I, when all I could think about was her? About what had happened last night, and most importantly, about losing control and doing what I did.I didn’t despise her touch. She was the first woman, aside from Emily, that I couldn't push away. I was dangerously close to losing every ounce of restraint I had, on the verge of giving in to the urge to take her right then and there. I could feel the need building, the desire to tear away her clothes and leave her breathless beneath me, but somehow, I managed to hold it in.“Boss, what should we do with the traitors?” Adrian's voice snapped me out of m
Are you sure we can really do this?” I asked from my hiding place, my eyes narrowed and alert as I peeked around the wall, making sure the guards stationed nearby wouldn’t spot us.Felix tugged on my shirt twice—our little signal for ‘yes.’I turned to him, watching as the twinkle in his eyes and the wide grin stretched across his face as he gazed up at me- a particular gaze that always seemed to melt my heart.I couldn’t help but smile back, ruffling his hair gently before shifting my attention back to the important task at hand.So, you’re probably wondering why a beautiful woman and an adorable kid were currently hiding like we were plotting a bank heist. The answer is simple, really.After what happened last night, I had refused to leave my room out of sheer embarrassment. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to face Alexander. I mean, I was his wife, and I ran out when we were about to have sex! Just thinking about it made me cringe. I couldn’t face him, not even w
Valentina pov The vendor gave me a look as Felix dug into his pockets and handed him the money for the cotton candy, his small hand outstretched as he stood on his tiptoes. I pretended not to notice the disbelief in the vendor's eyes as he took the money from the small child. Clearing my throat, I took the two cotton candy from the vendor with a bright smile before handing Felix one. Hehe, cotton candy! "Thank you, Mommy," Felix mouthed, his smile lighting up his face. I ruffled his hair affectionately, my own grin widening as I took a big bite of the candy, savoring it with my eyes closed. Gosh, how long had it been since I’d eaten anything other than greens and vegetables? This tasted like pure heaven. For weeks now, Martha had been refusing to let me eat anything that wasn’t healthy. According to her, my body needed all the right nutrients—blah, blah. Long story short, she even denied me a simple bowl of ramen! "Look, that woman is making the kid pay for her things. Isn
Anastasia pov “Y-you…” The woman was the first to react, her finger jabbing toward me as her eyes widened in shock. Everyone around us froze, staring at me as though I’d just sprouted another head. And I knew exactly why—this woman was easily twice my size, probably weighing around two hundred pounds, and yet, I’d shoved her without breaking a sweat. Wow, I didn’t realize I was this strong. But then again, I couldn’t remember much of anything at all. “How dare you! How dare you push me?! Who do you think you are?!” Her voice was a shrill screech as she jerked free from the man’s grip and stormed toward me, fury blazing in her eyes. Shit, this wasn’t going to end well. I didn’t know what came over me. One second, I was fine, and then, like a switch, my body acted before I had time to think. I rushed in, thinking I was some kind of hero, when in reality, I was nothing but a weakling—a very scared weakling. I moved back with my hands in the air as the woman moved closer. “Wait, st
Alexander pov “Alexander,” Daniel began, his voice calm but laced with a hint of frustration. “Let’s just say I understand that you placed a GPS on your son’s clothes because I know that you're screwed in the head, or the fact that you’re mobilizing dozens of your men in different cars behind us just to go to an amusement park. But what I don’t understand is why you feel the need to drag me along. Frankly, I can’t wrap my head around it, what do I have to do with this?.” I didn't reply, my eyes closing as I brushed him off, my fingers drumming faster against the seat as different thoughts clouded my mind at once. My son was missing again, and this time, he was with that girl– Valentina. Had she kidnapped him, or had they been taken together? To be honest, I couldn't care less about what happened to her . The only thing that mattered to me right now was Felix. I had to find him, no matter what. Earlier, when Sebastian had barged in to report that Valentina and Felix had gone m
When did it all begin? Oh, it started when Felix slapped the kid without hesitation. The kid stood frozen in shock, unable to process what had just happened. Before anyone could react, Felix raised his hand and slapped him again. You'd think a five-year-old wouldn’t be able to do much damage to a ten-year-old, right? Wrong. The cheek Felix struck turned bright red almost instantly, and the boy’s shock quickly transformed into tears as he began to cry. But Felix? He sneered, his hand rising once more, ready to strike again. That’s when I snapped out of my shock and quickly pulled him away before things could escalate further. Now, to cut a long story short, the kid’s mother wasn’t exactly pleased with what had happened, and before I knew it, the situation escalated into a ridiculous tug-of-war— both of us were yanking at each other’s hair and yelling. At first, I was concerned about Felix, especially when the kid lunged at him too, but Felix easily tackled him to the ground and sta
Valentina pov. I couldn’t hide it anymore. I had tried to suppress that intense, burning emotion that surged through me whenever I was near this man—this stranger, Damien. For some reason, my heart ached with a mix of betrayal, anger, and… Something else I couldn’t quite name. Was it love? No, that was absurd. How could I love someone who wasn’t my husband? Alexander was my husband, and I loved him. I did. “Mrs. Emily…” Damien’s deep voice finally shattered the heavy silence, pulling me from my thoughts that began immediately after Alexander and Julian left the dining. Reluctantly, I tore my gaze away from my untouched food and glanced up at him. Once again, my heart squeezed tightly, and I inhaled a sharp breath as I came face to face with him. His blond hair was neatly styled back, and his blue eyes locked onto mine with a polite smile that, for some reason, grated on my nerves. “Mrs. Emily, I want to apologize for yesterday. I feel like I may have done something
Alexander pov.“I am launching a new business called greenTech Solutions. It’s a promising venture, and I believe it could be mutually beneficial. I’d like to discuss how your investment could help push things forward and bring great returns. If you give me this opportunity, it will….”I tilted my head and blocked out Damien's voice entirely, my fingers tapping on the table as my attention wandered. My eyes were glued to something else entirely.Or rather, someone.Valentina.She was sitting not far from me, but just close enough to that little bastard, Julian, who seemed far too distracted to focus on what actually mattered here—business.I’d brought him here after learning that he’d arrived in the US a week ago, thinking it was time to teach him a few things about the family business. But now, I was starting to regret that decision. I wasn’t sure why, but seeing him there, leaning in too comfortably next to Valentina, whispering to her with that irritating teasing smile of his, was
“No… I’m fine. Just save him. Save Felix first. You have to get him out. I don’t care if I die, but he has to live. Felix has to live, so…”“So please save my son.”I gasped, jolting awake, my hand instinctively flying to my throat as I struggled to breathe. No matter how hard I tried, it felt like my breath was trapped. Sweat trickled down my forehead, and my trembling fingers reached to clutch my chest.“Breathe, Valentina, breathe,” I whispered under my breath, trying to calm the panic surging through me, but I froze the moment I uttered that name.Valentina? That name…Before I could dwell on it, a sudden wave of nausea overwhelmed me. My hand flew to my mouth as I gagged, and without a second thought, I rushed toward the bathroom.I barged in, heading straight for the sink. I didn’t even make it to the toilet before I leaned over, letting it all out in one agonizing rush.I gagged and closed my eyes as a throbbing pain overwhelmed my senses, nearly blurring my vision. I hissed an
Valentina pov “Alexander, we've met earlier” a deep, commanding voice cut through the tension, and I instinctively looked up to meet the imposing figure now standing beside me. His sharp features were as cold as his tone. “Emily’s husband,” he continued, his piercing gaze fixed on Damien. “And I don’t appreciate another man trying to touch my wife.” Everyone froze and I blinked trying to process what had just happened. Alexander stood there before me dressed in an expensive suits, his tall frame towering over everyone present including Damien. I could feel everyone's eyes on him and the chattering around us instantly quiet down as they all looked at Alexander, his presence alone dominated the place like no one else did. “Ah, yes. Apologies Mr Alexander, forgive me for the mistake” Damien swallowed nervously before forcing a tight smile yet Alexander didn't release his hand, his expression cold, piercing straight into Damien. I stood there, unable to tear my gaze from Alex
Alexander pov “I’m sorry for what he did to you, you shouldn't have lost Emily that day. I tried saving her, but it was too late; he had gotten to her before I could stop the accident…” Her words replayed in my mind as I tapped my fingers continuously on the seat, my eyes narrowing. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't understand what she meant by that. Emily… Had she known her before she lost her memories? The way she had spoken left so many questions unanswered. I groaned in frustration and stopped the rhythmic drumming of my fingers. Almost immediately, the car came to a sudden halt, pulling me out of my thoughts. I narrowed my eyes, looking straight ahead to see that the car in front had stopped abruptly, blocking the road. “What’s going on?” I asked, straightening in my seat with a frown. “Apologies, boss. Looks like the car ahead of us had an accident. I’ll take another route,” Adrian replied, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror, waiting for my approval. I
The first thing I did was run. I couldn’t face the humiliation, so I bolted without a second glance, probably leaving both the man and woman stunned but I didn't care, I had to save the little dignity I had left.What had I just done? The second Sebastian and Daniel left me alone, I caused trouble. Great. I was so dumb—I wanted nothing more than for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. As I sprinted away, too busy contemplating my life choices to watch where I was going, I abruptly collided with someone, the impact causing something warm to spill all over me.“What the fuck?! Are you blind?” a shrill female voice snapped, and I gasped, realizing I had accidentally spilled the person’s drink.“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, it was a…” I began to apologize, but the moment I looked up and saw the person, I froze, unable to get a word out.My body tensed, and a shiver ran down my spine as I took in the sight of the woman in front of me. Before I knew it, I instinctively took a step back
Valentina pov I was about to puke. I must have had a little too much because as I walked—no, wobbled—toward the restroom, the walls seemed to close in. I covered my mouth, struggling to stay on my feet and not collapse in a heap, but with every passing second, it got harder to hold it in. I could feel the judgmental stares from everyone around me as I hurried along, but I couldn’t care less. God, I really should’ve stopped after three glasses. But could you blame me? Twenty minutes had passed, and neither Sebastian nor Daniel had returned. Sitting there alone with nothing to do had been so painfully boring that another drink—or five—felt like the only way to pass the time. “P-please…” I gagged, clamping a hand over my mouth as I stopped a server along the way. “Apologies, madam, but I’m not carrying champagne right now. However, I can—” “Not that… the restroom, where is it?” I interrupted, my voice strained. “Ooh, it’s this way, to the right,” the server replied. As soon as t
Valentina pov “Well… Emily was a kind-hearted person, but she often had trouble with anyone who wasn’t Alexander or Felix. She especially clashed with the female maids and jealousy often got the better of her when any of them came near Alexander. You could say she was possessive, but she was also a devoted wife and mother to both Alexander and Felix.” I frowned, replaying their words in my mind. There was something odd about how they spoke about me. It felt like they were speaking about another person entirely because… why wouldn’t they just call me Emily? It felt unsettling, like something wasn’t quite right. Weird. Really weird. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts, before tilting the glass back and drowning the champagne in one swift motion. The burning taste sliding down my throat. “Hey, wait, you’re drinking too much,” Daniel’s voice broke through my thoughts, and I looked up to find both him and Sebastian watching me with concerned, almost guilty expressions. I bl
Valentina pov I closed my eyes and squeezed my face as the maids carefully applied makeup, their hands swift and practiced. "Madam, please relax and refrain from furrowing your brows," Martha said, her voice stern, and I could practically feel the weight of her gaze drilling into me. I sighed in frustration, my body already stiff and sore from all the sitting around. How long does it take to apply makeup? It had already been two hours when Martha and a number of maids barged into the room, forced me into the shower, dressed me in a form-fitting gown, and now this. When I asked why she was dressing me as though I were attending a royal ball, she replied calmly, “Madam, it is for an upcoming event you will be attending with Master this evening.” Her tone was firm but professional as she added, “You must look your best, as today will mark the first time you present yourself to the world after your accident.” I was shocked when she said that— because honestly, how could she wak