“Looking for a gift for your son?”Belle nodded at him. Liam really liked the gift that Maxwell had picked for him before. And right now, she could really use a friend.“This time, I'm buying for two boys.”“Oh, I didn't know you had two kids!”She didn't deny it because it was true. She has two kids. Even if she isn't the biological mom of Elias, he sees that child as hers.It pains her to think that Elias probably misses Belle so much right now. He wanted to visit Elias so badly but Jack brought him on a trip, a long vacation and they haven’t come back yet.“Do you really help every customer like this? Your manager must be very proud.”Maxwell laughed at her comment. “I try to be as hands on as possible. This may simply be a passion project, but it's a very rewarding one.”“One of your passion projects? You mean… you own this place?” She's so surprised that she whispered the last part.“I’m not sure if I told you that last time but, yeah. I do.” Maxwell had that look of pride on his
Belle had no plans entertaining any other suitors. Even after what Nikolai did and how unconventional their marriage feels like now.“Are you going to tell him?” She asked Jessica. Her personal assistant slash bodyguard was awfully quiet during the ride.“I believe nothing eventful happened today.” Jessica nonchalantly looked at the window. Belle can already tell. She may be acting cold, but she’s on her side.First day together and they are already bonding. She’ll take this as a good sign.“Do you think that guy still likes me?”Jessica looked around the car except at Belle's location. “Yes.” She said while clearing her throat. “It was quite obvious with the way he looked at you. Especially when you said goodbye.”It was exactly why she said goodbye. She went there because she wanted to talk to a friend. She could really use one right now. Someone who can understand her, or be there for her. There was this teeny-tiny hope before in her heart for that person to be Nikolai. It seems l
“Did you cook this food?”She couldn't consider herself a great cook considering that the best that she could do with her ability are two techniques: frying and reheating. After Nikolai asked her that question, she was suddenly wondering if recipes of food she can ‘possibly’ cook have gone together with her memory.“You're kidding, right?” She prayed silently in her head. Hopefully, no expectations ruined.But she could finally breathe when Nikolai’s smile showed despite his restraints. “Yes. When we lived in New Zealand, we always had takeouts.”“You scared me! I thought part of my amnesia is forgetting those recipes I never learned to cook.”Contrary to her worries, there was a warm smile on Nikolai’s face. It was simply contagious. That’s the thing with Nikolai. She couldn’t be firm with her decision to be anything but lovers with him. He smiles at her one time and she goes weak in the knees.Belle looked away and st
They ate their dinner in silence and said good night. Nothing uneventful, but it was meaningful.It was the first time that Belle felt they were a married couple. She didn't feel the need to impress Nikolai or the need to do something to get a reaction.“I'll go now.” She excused herself, but Nikolai followed.“Did Liam meet Bonnie?”“Yes,” she answered. “Bonnie gave Liam all these toys and chocolates. First day here and she's spoiling the kid already.”Nikolai smiled. “I'm glad they saw each other again. I have always planned to invite Bonnie before.”“They're having a great time. I'm having a great time too.”“I'm glad to hear that.”It was the first time for her to wish that the way to their rooms was longer. This calm conversation with Nikolai talking about little things seemed mundane but precious.It was too much to ask for now, she guessed.“Good night.” She said when she reached her room.Nikolai returned her smile. “Good night.”***“Where do you want to go today?”“Oh, no, n
Because of her lack of memory, Belle had to learn to rely on her instincts. She wasn't always right, but something inside her tells her that this Evelyn woman cannot be trusted.She was acting timid, but confident enough to show herself inside the house. The least he could do was knock at the door. These security people should have also informed her.“Okay. She's gone. You can stop shooting those laser eyes.” Bonnie held her back.She lost track of time, observing until the woman was out of sight. “I'm not shooting laser eyes.”“Shooting daggers then? Either way, you were staring to kill, Belle.” Her friend started teasing her. “I don't blame you, don't worry. I was having my little observatory moment here as well.”She tried to be subtle and not quick to judge. Mission failed for both, apparently. Stopping the ‘I’m not the least bothered by that woman’, her forehead furrowed in all these negative emotions, she couldn't quite figure out what direction was heading to.“I don't like her
It was like one of those moments when you go to class, feeling like you did all the preparation for an exam, only to be asked a single question you have not studied. Belle got the right gears, just not the answer to this question. And just her luck, Nikolai doesn’t seem to know the answer either. Now, they are stuck in a situation with a curious child, waiting for a response. “When is she coming, Mommy?” Her already wide eyes widened even more. “Uhm, who’s… coming, Liam?” “My baby sister.” Her body lost the strength to stand still having a sudden dizzy spell from Liam’s continuous attack. The innocence and curiosity in his face didn’t help, either. If anything, it only made her feel worse. Out of the blue, Nikolai started laughing. He kissed Liam’s head before putting him down. “Go take a bath then, we’ll have breakfast together.” It worked like a magic spell. Liam ran away for h
It was completely unfair how Nikolai dropped those words and then left. Just like that. ‘Classic Nikolai.’ She thought. Leaving her with her raging imagination again. What makes her even crazier is getting that idea and knowing that it happened. ‘Am I supposed to seat here all day thinking about how I literally fucked him? Fuck him and all the ways I could imagine fucking him.’ “Where's Daddy, Mommy?” “Uhm,” Setting all these thoughts aside to focus on the present. Besides, it's much more suitable to think of it later at night. “Daddy has to go to work, but you can have breakfast with Mommy!” *** As big as their mansion, it was so well-maintained that there was no other thing to do. This must be why some rich people get into trouble. They have all the time to think about… stuff. It's not fair that she'd look at a blooming rose and start to freaking think about sex! Everything goe
Time was moving slower than ever. Belle was looking at the screen for a long time now, only blinking when she felt a sting after staring at the computer for a long time.She pressed the refresh button and rested her back. Still keeping her eyes locked on the laptop screen. Anytime now, that email might arrive and she’ll finally know if she’s accepted at the job that she applied for or not.She enjoyed being a teacher, but it wasn’t her calling. Deep inside, she knew there was a different path out there for her. She was okay. She was surviving. The day would start like how it did the day before, and the day before that. It would end the same way. From time to time, she’d sit by herself and with that thought of why there’s a part of her that feels… empty.The only way to find that piece of herself was taking a risk, even when there was an internal struggle and screaming inside her head that she wasn't enough. Belle thought her resume wasn’t that impressive,
BELLE“This has become a weird tradition.” Nikolai commented after placing the can of beer on his table. “You’re based somewhere in Europe. Why would you come home for a day like this?”“You know the only thing that’s weird here? Your wife is drinking a 1995 vintage red wine while we gulp these cans of cheap beer.”Belle, as Leo mentioned, was enjoying his glass of wine. Sure, the wine tastes good. It has a rich aroma and a hint of caramel when she tastes, but that wasn’t it. She had tasted all kinds of expensive and delicious food from all over the world, but food only tastes better when with good company.Like she is right now.“Don’t you go there and blame me, Leo. I’m not the one who came here with a bag full of beer when we literally have a wine cellar in the house. And you,” she pointed at Nikolai. “Don’t you dare complain about a headache tomorrow.”Today is Oliver Laurent’s death anniversary. It has been a year since all
“Why would you even do that, Nick?” There was no hint of the posh and polished Adeline. As soon as she heard the news, she came rushing to Nikolai and Belle’s home, obviously distraught. Her hair hasn’t been combed, there was not a hint of make-up on her face. Both Nikolai and Belle looked at each other, knowing there was nothing that they could do. Even if it pained him, he accepted every slap from his mom. “You killed your father! I can’t believe my own son killed his own father!” She was hysterical. “Ma’am-” Nikolai shook his head at Belle who was attempting to stop Adeline’s slaps on Nikolai’s chest. “I’m fine, Isobelle. Please find, Liam. I’ll just talk to Mom.” “But.” “Isobelle,” he gave her a reassuring smile. “It’s okay.” Even when hesitant, Belle walked out and left Nikolai with his mom. Adeline’s screams were replaced with sobs. Growing up, Nikolai knew he didn’t have a family like the others. Both Adeline and Oliver weren't the most expressive people. He simply thou
Nikolai’s name is being dragged all over social media. The world has billions of issues, and one of his advisors initially advised him to lay-low and observe, hoping that people would spare them little to no attention.Boy, was he wrong.“Don’t open the internet and don’t read your messages.” Belle told him as soon as he held his phone to check his schedule for the day.“I couldn’t go on with my day without doing that, Isobelle. You know that.” He was reminded with a gentle tone. “I know you're worried about me, but I’m tougher than you think. Don’t worry.”“I know you are, but people who don’t know you are judging you and are doing everything so they could twist the story and fit it to their narratives.” She held her breath as she spoke in frustration. “I can’t wait for them to be proven wrong.”“I need you to relax and take a breather. You should be the one staying away from any news.” Nikolai holds her close. His lips touch the side of her hair. Unlike the previous days, he’s more
It is such a shame that there is no way to choose who we want as our parents.In the eyes of the public and everyone that surrounded him, Nikolai won the genetic lottery, as well as life in general. Born with distinct features and undeniably good-looking, he already got a head start in life. Not to mention the amount of money he grew up with and everything that he would inherit.He was set for a lifetime. Even better, his children and grandchildren, can choose not to work and could still survive.It’s the fairytale dream of almost everyone.But as he shared a table with the half-brother his father tried to kill, talking about all the times their father tried to ruin their lives, he couldn’t help but ask a question. ‘Is this still worth it?’.He took another sip of the beer. Like Leo, they share a comfortable silence, pondering about the life that they separately had.“Thank you,” Nikolai blurted out. Unlike the previous conversations they had, he didn’t have to force the words out of
The only safe and discreet place that he could think of was in the house where they used to live. Nikolai couldn’t let anyone know he was meeting Leo. For both their sake. He didn’t have to wait so long because, when he arrived, Leo’s motorcycle was already parked outside. ‘That hard-headed boy,’ he thought. He particularly told him not to use a motorcycle, but he wasn’t listening at all. “Didn’t I tell you to not use your motorcycle?” “Didn’t I tell you I wouldn’t?” He answered in the same tone, in the same manner. Therefore Belle thinks there’s a resemblance between the two of them. It starts at the physical appearance, but it doesn’t end there. For example, like how the two of them talked and how, at the moment, Leo was returning the same glare he was showing. “Do you really hate me that much?” Blood connect and separate them. Every time he would see Leo in the same gathering, he tried his best to push him away. In Nikolai’s point of view, Leo’s existence was a miracle t
“I'm going to talk to Juliette today.”“Are you going to accept her offer?” Belle kept her eyes straight on the breakfast that was prepared for them. Even if she had a little appetite that morning, she wanted to do something else other than be immersed in whatever Nikolai has to say. “Of course you are going to.”“I'm not.”Breaking her plan, Belle glanced at Nikolai. “You're not going to?”“No.” Even if he doesn't say it, that hopeless look gives away what he's thinking. “But don't worry. I'll try to find a way.”“Good morning, Daddy.” Liam kissed Nikolai's cheek and then Belle's. “Good morning, Mommy.”“Why are you not dressed yet? You're going to school now, aren't you?”“Yes… but,” He kept trying to get food from his spoon and failed all the time. “Maybe not today, Mommy.”“Liam, is there anything wrong? Why are you not going to school today? Are you not feeling well?” Belle touched his forehead to check for fever or any kind of illness. Liam seems fine, but the kid is obviously b
NIKOLAI “What did you say?” Nikolai was furious when he heard what Leo had to say. “Are you accusing my father of being a murderer?” It was as clear as crystal that Oliver Laurent was far from a perfect human. He may not be the kindest person, but he’s Nikolai’s father. He had his own ways of protecting what he has. Nothing will ever change the fact that he is Nikolai’s father. “I don’t want to talk about this over the phone. If you want to hear more, you should be the one to contact me. I told myself before and I’m reminding myself again that I will not get involved with your family or whatever that dysfunctional set-up you have.” “How dare you?” Leo can’t go around pushing people away when in the first place, it was he who contacted him first. “And you’re really saying that even when you’re the one who called me? If you’re wishing me bad luck, I don’t think there’s any need for that.” “Believe me,” he said. “I don’t want to do this either. I wouldn’t do this if I’m not worried a
NIKOLAINikolai observed Belle while she turned her back on her. They are sleeping on the same bed, but their mind seems to be anywhere but the present. He knows he’s asking so much of his wife. It was a very ridiculous offer that he wished he didn’t have to even say.It isn’t the best strategy, but right now, Nikolai thinks that the best he could do for his family is minimize the possible negative impacts. If he agrees to marry Juliette, he’d still have his family while quickly repairing the effects on their business.Investors are backing out one by one. Some already say that it’s a breach of contract. It’s a ticking time bomb. The longer he waits, the lesser the chance that they’d still be able to fix the problem.Belle’s breathing isn’t even anymore. She pretends to quietly sleep, but Nikolai knows that she’s as awake as he is.“I’m sorry.” He uttered out of the blue. “I’ll understand whatever decision you’ll take. Whatever you decide to do, I’ll totally respect it. You have every
“We can just talk here. I told you. I'd say yes immediately if there's anything I can do.” Belle was desperate to help Nikolai. “You know I'm not that attached to the business before. I only felt forced to take over because no one else would. I had to give up practicing law and continue to run this business.” “Are you saying that you don't want to be involved with this?” “No.” His eyes were on the ground. Belle can feel the weight on his shoulders with those deep breaths. “Even if I'd want to, there's no way out of this. My face is on every article about the company. Backing out now is a cowardly move that would confirm what people are already saying about me. That I'm a ruthless and corrupt business person.” “You know you are not that kind of person.” “I know, but no matter what I’d do, they won’t believe me, Isobelle. It’s so easy to spread information these days. People won’t even bother verifying if it’s true or not.” Nikolai is right. You can defend yourself and use ev