Victor smiled warmly, setting his fork down and turning to her. “Come here, sweetheart.” He gently lifted her from her seat and into his lap, holding her close for a moment. “You’ve had a busy day, haven’t you?” Daisy nodded lazily, her eyes half-closed. “Mhm… I’m really sleepy…” Victor kissed her
The creak of the door sent a chill down Victor’s spine, his hand freezing mid-motion as the sound echoed through the room. His heart, which had been hammering for one reason moments before, now pounded for another. Maria's breath hitched, her eyes wide with sudden realization as she pulled back, t
Victor stiffened, glancing nervously between the two women. The weight of Evelyn’s accusation hung thick in the air, and Maria, visibly flustered, was clearly caught off guard. Evelyn didn’t wait for an answer. Her eyes narrowed, scanning Maria up and down like a predator circling its prey. "And wh
Racheal stood in front of the mirror. The dress she had chosen—a sleek, form-fitting black gown—clung to her like a second skin, accentuating her curves with an understated elegance. She fastened a delicate necklace around her neck, its thin chain catching the light as she adjusted it in place, a
There was a long, drawn-out sigh on the other end of the line, the sound of Uncle Clark wrestling with his emotions. When he spoke again, his voice was laced with anger, though it was clear he was trying to remain calm. “I don’t like the idea of him being anywhere near you or Jamal,” he said firmly
Evelyn’s hand paused mid-brushstroke, her mascara wand hovering just above her lashes as she turned her head slightly to meet his gaze in the mirror. Her perfectly arched brow lifted in disbelief, the corners of her mouth twitching with irritation. The soft lighting highlighted the shimmer of her
As Racheal stepped out of the sleek black town car, the cool evening air brushed against her bare shoulders, carrying the faint scent of expensive perfumes mingled with the night breeze. "Racheal!" a familiar voice called from a few feet away. She turned to see Matthew approaching, his warm smile i
Racheal tilted her head thoughtfully. “I’d have to say India, actually. The regulatory environment there can be incredibly complex, and every state has its own set of rules. “But what made it fascinating was how much room there is for growth in the technology and sustainability sectors. It was a s
The call went to voicemail. Rachael nearly screamed in frustration. She dialed again, her hands shaking so badly she could barely press the button. Ring. Ring. Voicemail. She let out a strangled breath, her body feeling like it was on the verge of collapse. What if Victor had taken him? What if—
"Ms. Kelly!" Rachael’s voice trembled as it left her throat, louder than she intended. Panic was already creeping into her chest, winding tighter with every second that passed. She hurried across the playground, her eyes scanning every inch. Where is he? She kept thinking, her pulse racing faster th
Victor stood, slowly rounding the desk until he was standing just inches away from her, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “And what if I did? What are you going to do about it?” The world seemed to tilt beneath her feet, her mind reeling from the sheer audacity of his words. She stared at him, h
Rachael’s heart pounded in her chest, her pulse heavy in her temples. She could barely breathe, each discovery hitting her like a punch. As she went through her files she discovered that someone has tampered with it. "That son of a bitch!" She yelled as she hit the table in frustration. Heat crept
"Ahh! Fuck, baby!" Rachael moaned, her voice dripping with raw need as Damian stroked her from behind. His hands gripped her hips with a possessive force, his body moving with unrelenting power. She gripped the bedsheets with her teeth as she grabbed the edge of the bed "Yeah, just like that," Da
She gasped, the feeling of his mouth on her neck igniting something primal inside her. Her hands slid under his shirt, her fingertips brushing over the hard planes of his back, feeling the way his muscles flexed under her touch. She tugged at his shirt, impatient now, needing more, needing all of hi
*Trigger Warning Matured Scenes* “I feel like everything is falling apart, Damian,” she choked out, her voice barely audible. “I don’t even recognize myself anymore. I’ve lost so much… and Jamal—” Her voice broke, the pain of her fractured relationship with her son too much to bear. She quickly wip
“No, it’s okay,” she replied, her voice thick with emotion. “I’ve got him.” Damian frowned but nodded, stepping aside to let her in. As they entered the foyer, the soft lighting and the warm interior offered a brief sense of comfort, but it wasn’t enough to ease the storm in Rachael’s mind. A maid
Rachael swallowed hard, trying to suppress the wave of anger and helplessness that surged inside her. She knew she had to stay calm, but the sight of her son—her sweet boy—suddenly broke something inside her. “Jamal…Don't you ever use the f word and say you hate your own mother again” her voice sof