The security in their private village was quite strict. The securities don't let anyone get in but they seemed accommodating to the homeowners. Having a neighbor also meant having to walk for at least fifteen minutes or drive by car to the nearest houses with tall gates.It's hard to estimate the cost of affording such a place alone but it was enough to conclude that you couldn't live here if you are not one of those wealthy people. Place where Nikolai could easily say where he belonged.The gates opened. The security recognized an unfamiliar face and took a long stare at her. Nikolai gave him a slight nod, and he nodded in return. ‘Wow.’ She's never been to a place as exclusive as this, and even more, a house with its own security.‘That man is my husband.’“You could have said no, Nikolai.” Belle said after Liam left the car and before Nikolai could open his side of the car door. She wasn't planning on going. One no from Nikolai w
If only he could turn back time a little so he could hear Hyacinth again.A part of that sounded wrong in his head. Was it Hyacinth speaking? Or was it Belle?He had to question everything that he just believed. He wouldn’t lie. Of course, a part of him thought that Hyacinth can be Belle, but she’s living a totally different life. With a husband that she seemed to love and her own son. The timeline wasn’t making sense.So, why? What is happening?“Hold on. Don’t move.” She said before going towards him. “Liam, can you do me a favor and stay in your bed, sweetie? Until all these glasses are thrown away.” She turned to him with those swollen, wide eyes. “Nikolai, get a hold of yourself and move away.”“What?”What happened just now? Nikolai wasn’t seeing her as Hyacinth anymore. The way she speaks and moves… It's like she’s Belle now.“For goodness’ sake.” She had to literally push him away.That’s when he noticed his own feet covered in blood. There was all this blood, but he couldn’t
There were cars, toy robots, stuffed toys. All these options and she does not know what Liam might like. How stupid she felt thinking that one memory of her holding her son was enough validation of her mother’s instinct.She couldn’t even ask Nikolai because she treated him like an asshole yesterday. That wasn’t part of the plan. Part of her goal was the vague idea that she shouldn’t be making any mistakes. Talking to him felt like a wrong move and in the end, she ended up ignoring him.The feeling of regret lingers whenever she closes her eyes and recalls how he was physically hurting. She should have at least offered to help.This is why she can't trust herself around Nikolai. She becomes unpredictable because of her own unpredictable feelings too. Now, she'll look at him with admiration even when tries not to. Next thing she knows, she's being a bitch and acts cold.“Hi. I’m sorry. Do you need help?” A man with bright blue eyes spoke to her. His eyes were really captivating. It rem
“Are you sure you're fine with me staying here longer?”Preston looked at her as if she said the most ridiculous thing in the world. “Are you kidding me? I’ve been holding my tongue all this time, trying to stop myself from saying maybe we should just get a house.”After Belle ended things with Jack and after borrowing her past workmate's house, as embarrassing as it sounded, she was slowly running out of funds. The only person she can trust and run to at the moment is her brother, who offered to pay for everything she needed and to let her crash in his two-bedroom apartment. “I’ll pay you, Prez. I promise. I’m keeping a list of every penny I borrowed.”“I don’t care. Burn that list. As far as I’m concerned, there’s no list, there’s no debt.”She pouted. He’s being too kind. Losing her memory doesn’t mean she’s dependent. She should get a job like any other adult. “Don’t treat me like that.”“Like what?”“Like I’m a little kid.”Preston lightly shook her head. “Are you sure you didn’
‘MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN OVER: Businessman Royalty Prince Gabriel Montague announces end of engagement with Billionaire Heiress and Socialite Claudia Yvette De Beaufort’Preston had to read the headline multiple times to make sure that it isn’t fiction. So, she wasn’t engaged to some businessman tycoon. He is also a prince. A freaking prince. They are only revealing his identity now that the engagement was over and people over the internet, according to the comments, are forming all theories why the engagement was revealed when it was over.Different people, different worded opinions, but all with the same foundation. That Claudia cheated with someone else. He didn’t want to be involved. The media is a dangerous territory he didn’t want to be part of. One wrong move and the brand that you built for yourself for over a number of years could be shattered.Yet, there he was, wondering if Claudia is fine. Of course, she’s fine. She’s freaking Claudia Yvette. Despite all the given facts, Pres
Time stopped and in Preston’s own little world, there was no one else but him. Nothing else, but this picture. He knew what it was and of course, it’s his. He wouldn’t dare question whose baby it was. “Now, I finally get the peace and quiet I’ve been dying to enjoy since last night.” Claudia fixed her hair and her bare face looked better than how she looked moments ago. Preston got the picture and showed it to her. “When did you know about this?” “Last, last week.” She answered. Claudia’s unbothered. There was no hint of surprise or worry on her face. There’s even more emotion showing on him than hers. “And you didn’t tell me?” “Why do you think I’ve been forcing myself around you? I don’t want to go around and hang-out with people when I know I’m uninvited, Preston. I don’t even know what to tell you.” “You could start with a simple ‘I’m pregnant.’” He said. Now he feels stupid. He knew there was something unusual about how Claudia was behaving. She doesn’t show up unannounced
“You didn’t have to contact my secretary or to make an appointment. You can talk directly to me. I'll let them know to let you in here in the building.”Nikolai was still the same person. Nothing has changed with the way he looks, or the way he dresses. But the intensity of his stare was leaving an invisible on her skin. It was so strong that Belle didn’t even want to get any closer.“I-I know you’re busy. I didn’t think you’d have spare time. There's no need for that.”“I’ll always have time for you, Isobelle.” ‘He’s saying my name. I’m hearing him call my name from those lips and yet, it still feels like the first time.’It’s an impossible task not to get distracted. Nikolai looked like he was ready to jump anytime to get a hold of her. Belle settled with not meeting his eyes and keeping her eyes locked on the floor, or on his desk, anywhere but his direction.She made a wrong move. On his desk, there was a picture of Nikolai
“Katherine Isobelle, please tell me you didn’t say yes.”“I didn’t.” She answered. Well, it’s the truth.Preston is awfully quiet and continues to observe her under his keen gaze. “Seems like you didn’t say no also.”“Am I really that easy to read? Why do I have to be surrounded by lawyers!”Answering no to Nikolai’s offer was easier said than done. He let her have at least a night to think. Belle spent a sleepless evening, tossing and turning, even writing to an actual paper the pro’s and con’s of living with a husband she has no memory of marrying.PRO’S She’s closer to her son. She’ll see Liam every day.She can easily ask Nikolai all the questions. He already said yes to this offer. She might as well take advantage of that card.That house is huge. It’s not a house. It’s a freaking mansion.CON’S She might see Nikolai every day.She might see his smile.She might see him
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