Hills entered his office with a slight frown on his forehead. Her seat is empty which means she isn't at work. It has been two days since Regina had last spent a night at his house, and since then, he hasn't seen or heard from her. She hasn't even shown up at the office, which was highly unusual for her. Hills felt a growing sense of worry welling up within him. Regina was not the type of person to skip work, and the fact that she hadn't shown up for two days left him deeply concerned.He has tried calling and texting her repeatedly, but none of his calls were returned or replied to. Each unanswered attempt only deepened his anxiety. Something wasn't right, and Hills couldn't shake the feeling that Regina was in trouble or something worse. Sighing, he turned and walked to the conference room where he'd be having a meeting.He rubbed his temples, struggling to focus on the meeting taking place in the conference room. His thoughts were consumed by Regina's sudden silence. He was extre
Martina's anger simmered as she replayed the heated conversation with Mrs. Sebastain in her mind. She had been so sure that her plan would work, that the mere mention of her name and the fabricated stories she had carefully constructed would be enough to discourage Hills from pursuing a relationship with Regina. But now, it seemed that her efforts had been in vain.With a frustrated sigh, Martina flung her phone across the room. The device flew through the air, narrowly missing her antique lamp, and landed with a soft thud on her neatly made bed. It was a stroke of luck that it hadn't landed on the hard floor, potentially shattering into pieces.Martina's mind raced with thoughts of revenge and resentment towards Mrs. Sebastain who had failed to set boundaries between Hills and Regina. She had hoped that Hills' mother, like any typical protective parent, would want to keep her son away from a divorced woman. But it seemed that her assumptions had been misguided.The unexpected sound o
Hills' kiss was kinda too fast, his lips were moving furiously against hers as if they were in the fast and furious movie.He flipped her over making her lay underneath him, his right arm was firmly snaked around her waist possessively as he nipped on her lower lip - Regina doesn't know if someone's trying to snatch her from him right now because he's just too possessive.It felt as if she's not getting enough of him or he's not kissing her fast enough -even though he's already too fast.Regina's hands went over his shoulder, around his neck and she pulled him impossibly closer to herself to get more of his lips.His free hand grabbed her erected, aching breast and gave it a hard squeeze, she couldn't help but moan against his mouth as sparks flowed all over her veins. By now their tongues are in a serious battle, fighting for dominance and it's very obvious that she's gonna lose so bad, but she still wanna fight till her very last. He tried to shove his tongue in her mouth which s
Hills and Regina sat on a sofa, with Colin, Daphne and Mirabelle sitting on different sofas - Colin wore a casual but shocked look on his face, he dare not glare at his boss. Daphne was busy glaring at the both of them - She got some nerve. And as for Mira, she was just busy grinning from ear to ear.Regina looked away from them and looked at her fingers on her lap, as she was drowning in pure embarrassment.Her mind flashed back to their reaction when they arrived the scene and it's just making her feel even worse. ★FLASHBACK★"Aunt Daphne, my dad and mom are naked!" Mirabelle shouted. Hearing this, Hills quickly wrapped his arms around her and flipped themselves over together with the couch, using it as a shield to hide their bodies.Regina covered her face with her palms and grumbled coherently in embarrassment, even though Mira couldn't see them anymore."It's fine, baby" Hills said.Regina snatched her hands from her face and glared at him for saying that."It's not fine,
Damon sat in his hotel room, sipping on his glass of wine, enjoying a moment of peace before his flight back home. His mind wandered to thoughts of his wife, Charlotte, and the resentment he harbored towards Hills and Regina.After some minutes, He placed the glass down and went over to his wardrobe, pulled his box out and began folding his clothes inside. He has a flight to catch in an hour time. There's nothing to do here. He thought that by staying back, he was going to figure out ways of making both Regina and Hills pay for the embarrassment they caused him. But he found nothing.Just as he was beginning to unpack his clothes, his phone rang. It was the receptionist, informing him that someone named Martina Shepherd was requesting to see him. Damon furrowed his brow, puzzled by the unfamiliar name. "I'm sorry, but I don't know who that is. Please don't let her in," he instructed the receptionist before ending the call.He's in no mood to see anyone fight now, especially not someo
"Wow, Mum.. This looks nice," Mirabelle said, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she tried to catch a glimpse of what Regina was making. Peering over the pot, she soon realized she couldn't see through the steam and ingredients. Determined to get a better look, she looked around the kitchen for a stool and spotted one tucked away in a corner. With a mischievous smile, she pulled it over and began to climb up, being mindful of her mother's warning to be careful not to fall.Regina watched her daughter with a mix of amusement and concern. "Mirabelle, please be careful up there. I don't want you getting hurt," she cautioned gently.Mira giggled, her excitement undeterred. "Don't worry, Mum! I've got this," she reassured, finally reaching a height where she could peer into the pot. Her eyes widened as she caught a whiff of the delicious aroma emanating from the food. Her taste buds tingled with anticipation, and she couldn't help but lick her lips. "Oh my goodness, Mum, it's my favor
Daphne's heart skipped a beat as she saw her father, Mr. Nobel, walk through the door of her fashion shop. It was a sight she never thought she would witness - her father stepping inside her fashion shop was something she never thought was going to ever happen. She quickly composed herself and called out, "Dad!" Walking towards him, she added, "I wasn't expecting to see you here."Mr. Nobel glanced around the shop, his eyes filled with admiration for his daughter's accomplishments. He nodded his head approvingly and then turned to Daphne, complimenting her on the fashion shop. "You're doing quite well, Daphne. The shop just needs some final touches to make it truly exquisite."Rolling her eyes playfully, Daphne couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing here, Dad?"Mr. Nobel chuckled, teasingly responding, "Is that what I get for stopping by my daughter's fashion shop? Can't I pay my daughter a visit?"Daphne led her father to a seat in a cozy corner of the shop, and they both settle
"Hello Regina? We meet again," Damon said in a tone that spelled evil."What does he want?" she wondered, a sense of unease washing over her. Her mind raced with a multitude of questions and doubts, uncertain of Damon's intentions and the implications of his unexpected visit.Regina instinctively pushed Mirabelle further behind her, attempting to shield her from Damon's gaze, though it was too late. He had already caught sight of Mirabelle.Damon's eyes narrowed as he saw the striking resemblance between himself and the young girl standing behind Regina. Regina's heart pounded, fear mingled with anger in her veins. She muttered up the courage and barked at Damon, "What are you doing here?"To Regina, she never expected to see Damon again after the last time he came to her home. But here he stood, a menacing presence with a smirk on his face. Damon stepped closer, each step causing Regina to move back, holding Mirabelle tight.The incidence of what happened the last time flashed throug
The whole family sat around the large dining table at the sebastains Mansion, having a quiet and peaceful dinner to celebrate their lady achievements."Cheers, to more years filled with happiness, love, and lost importantly, a life free from those who wanted nothing but to ruin us" Hills paused and stared at everyone's faces, then he continued. "Cheers to a fresh start, a new beginning and a new found relationship..." He concluded and they all clicked their glasses together with smiles on their faces.As if they all had it all planned out, they all drank from the glass at the same time.Mirabelle quickly climbed on her seat.. "I wanna say something everyone!!" She said in a loud tone, getting everyone's attention."Go ahead dear" Regina urged her and everyone gave her their undivided attention but curiosity were written on their faces as they wondered what she has to say."First of all, I want to sincerely say sorry to my dearest mother for putting her through so much worry and leavi
It's been two weeks since everything. The fight, pursuit here and there and everything else. Now, everything bid back to being normal. Hills and Regina already returned back to New York with Mirabelle and enrolled her into a therapy session. It was really necessary since Damon played with her mind.In this two weeks, Regina was told not to pay visit to Mirabelle until the session is over and Regina dearly hope for her daughter to be well again.As for Hills, he's recovering pretty fast. Thankfully, the bullet did not go very deep into his legs and there's hope he'd walk again.Regina sat opposite Martina in the interrogation room. The room was filled with an uncomfortable silence, and Regina could sense the weight of guilt that hung heavily on Martina's shoulders. She cleared her throat gently, trying to break the tension."Martina," Regina began softly, Martina's head remained bowed. She couldn't even bring herself to look at Regina and Regina could actually see that."I'm sorry Reg
Damon was beside himself also and he felt really angry that his plans have yet again failed. He has been arrested after coming a long way. Just when he was about to finally get his target and live the life he has always dreamed of, things had to go this rough, yet again. Damon thought and decided that he is not going to let this slip and he is going to make sure that Hills and Regina pay one way or the other. He can't go to jail. He needs to come up with a perfect plan. As a police officer pushed him into his jail cell and took off the handcuff in his hands. Damon devised a plan. "Now stay there like a good boy!!"The officer turned to leave and just when he was close to exiting the cell, Damon moved swiftly towards him and slammed him against the wall then twisted his neck to the side very hard. The officer became unconscious. Damon quickly exchanged his clothes with that of the officer. He put on the uniform and it fits him perfectly, it's a good thing they have the same body si
As Hills paced back and forth in the police station, frustration mounting, his impatience reached a breaking point. Unable to contain himself any longer, he approached one of the officers working on tracking Regina's location and demanded an update.What is taking so long? Why aren't you doing anything to find Regina? We're running out of time here!" Hills felt agitated. Everything is just being too slow and time is not on his side.First, Mirabelle got missing and they haven't even found her yet, now Evelyn? Things are really getting out of hand and more complicated. "Sir, I understand your concern, but we are still actively working on locating her. This process can take time, and we're doing everything we can" One of the officer said"Time is of the essence! Regina's life, and more importantly, Mirabelle's life, are at stake here. We can't afford to waste any more time!" Hills lamented.Just as Hills was about to lose hope, the officer tracking Regina's location suddenly spoke up, b
As Damon continued to drive, his knuckles turning white from gripping the steering wheel, Charlotte's eyes widened with alarm as she glanced back, noticing the car that had been following them for miles."Um, Damon," Charlotte hesitated, her voice trembling slightly. "I think we're being followed."Damon's face contorted in anger as he slammed his hand against the steering wheel. "It must be Hills or Regina," he seethed through gritted teeth. "They must have found out about our plan.""But how is that even possible? I was sure they left the penthouse earlier today" Charlotte's heart raced, fear gripping her as she looked at Damon. "What should we do now? We're about to get caught Damon. Do something, we can't get caught now!" She pestered himDamon's expression hardened, his mind racing with a sudden change of plan. He grabbed his phone and began typing furiously, his actions shrouded in secrecy. Charlotte desperately sought answers, her voice filled with worry. "Damon, what are you
Hills and Regina followed the police to Damon's penthouse. As they approached the gate, Hills turned to Regina, his voice filled with uncertainty."Are you sure this is the penthouse, Regina?" he asked, casting a glance at the elegant building before them.Regina hesitated for a moment before responding. "I've only been here once, and that was when Damon showed me the house before our divorce. But based on what he told me, this should be it. Let's go in and have a look. I really hope we find him."They rang the doorbell, their hearts pounding with anticipation. To their surprise, the door swung open almost immediately, revealing Charlotte standing there.Both Regina and Charlotte locked eyes, memories of the past flashing through their minds. Regina couldn't help but remember the painful moment she caught Damon in bed with Charlotte, the betrayal etched into her memory.The pain she felt seeing her husband pants down with his secretary in their matrimonial bed. And the mockery Charlo
The door pulled open, revealing a fat pot-bellied old man instead of Damon, leaving Regina surprised. The old man looked at them with curiosity and asked, "What can I do for you folks?"Hills took a step forward and replied, "We're looking for a man named Damon. He used to live here before. Did you know him?"The old man shook his head slowly. "I'm sorry, but I don't know any man named Damon. I just recently moved in last month after the house was sold to me."Regina's heart sank, and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She stammered, "But... but he lived here. He's my ex husband and this was the house we lived in. And just few days back, he took my daughter and we suspect he'd. e back here. Please sir, tell us if Damon is inside. We need to get him arrested. My daughter's life is at stake here."The old man's expression softened as he noticed Regina's distress. "I'm really sorry to hear that, miss, but I genuinely have no knowledge about Damon or his whereabouts."Desperatio
The next morning, Charlotte took matters into her hands as she went upstairs with a tray of food. Since Damon said Mirabelle is now her responsibility and she can do whatever she likes with her, Charlotte felt really happy because this is the chance she needs to teach the daughter of the one person she hates, a lesson. All this years, she has been in this fruitless marriage, unable to bear her own child. It hurts when the doctor had said she had no womb. Like, until she dies, no one would call her mother. She would never have a child of her own. it felt like a curse. it felt as if Regina laid a curse on her never to bare a child of her own. 5 years ago, she had an affair with Damon and that was when Regina caught them red-handed and Damon was willing to divorce her. To Charlotte, she felt Regina is the reason for her childlessness.She's going to make sure mirabelle suffer. She would torture Mirabelle up to the point that she would regret being Regina's daughter.Charlotte would ha
Daphne sat beside Regina, her heart breaking as her friend's tears continued to flow. She gently brought a plate of food closer, placing it on the coffee table in front of them. "Regina, please try to eat something. I know it's hard, but keeping your strength up is important during this difficult time," Daphne softly pleaded, her voice filled with concern.Since Regina woke up, she have been crying non-stop which got Daphne really confused on how to cheer her up.Regina glanced at the plate but shook her head, her voice trembling with anguish. "How can I eat when I don't even know if Mirabelle has eaten? I can't find any peace until she's back with us." Her voice cracked between sobs, deep-rooted fear and desperation evident in her words.Daphne reached out, placing a gentle hand on Regina's trembling shoulder. "I understand your worry, Regina. We're all feeling it. But you have to trust that Hills is doing everything they can to find Mirabelle. They're professionals, and they won't s