Reese POVToday was Valentine's Day, and as usual, I was preparing something special for my husband. Four long years of marriage had passed, and our son, Sammy, was the fruit of our love. At least that's what I liked to think, since with each passing year, Elliot Goodwin's love for me only seemed to grow colder.I married him on a day like this; it snowed all night, as if God were blessing our union. Elliot Goodwin and I loved each other more than anything; he was the man of my life; for him, I left my old life in New York and accepted to go with him to another city, expecting to live wild love adventures by his side, expecting that I would finally be happy with him.But everything crumbled when his family looked down on me with disdain and disapproved of me. "What is this, Elliot?" Florence, my mother-in-law, asked haughtily as she looked at me as if I were dust."This is Reese Hudson, Mom," Elliot said, introducing me to his family. "Actually, she's Reese Goodwin now. She's my wife.
Reese POVI was completely absorbed in my own pain after the words my husband used to attack me. I stood there, speechless, holding my son's hand, as I watched Elliot ignore my pain and head towards the dinner table for a convivial meal, the beautiful dinner I had prepared for our family, to celebrate Valentine's Day, but everything was turning into a ruin.Since his father's death, right after our wedding, Elliot had used that truth to attack me and express how much he hated me. Since that day, the tender look he always gave me had turned into one of resentment and regret.The truth was, I had indeed killed his father. I was totally emotional after being humiliated by my mother-in-law, after she had rejected me as her son's wife. "I will never accept you as my daughter-in-law, girl," she had said four years ago with words as harsh and sharp as daggers. "I won't accept my son joining with a commoner like you and staining our bourgeois status!"I was bleeding inside, seeing that I was
Reese POV"Today I prepared a beautiful dinner and a lovely surprise for you, but you came home demanding a divorce. What a pitiful situation, I must say," I commented gloomily, the divorce papers still in my hands. "So this is how our story ends?""Our story ended when you killed my father, Reese. All of this is your fault," he continued with that speech, but I knew it was just a way to use that against me to get me out of his life.I wiped my face, feeling too small. "Do you know what your father's last words were before the accident? He begged me not to give up on you, Elliot. He said he believed in our love and that I shouldn't give up on you despite everything. So how do you expect me to give up on you now?""What are you getting at?" he asked, already showing irritation. "Are you planning not to give me the divorce? I'm a fucking billionaire, Reese. I'll find a way to take this from you." That was clearly a threat. It hurt to think that the man I loved so much treated me like an
Reese's POVThings happened too fast.Elliot still had Jennifer Durham's unconscious body in his arms while he hurriedly called for an ambulance. My mother-in-law was screaming at me, accusing me of being a murderer."Isn't your husband enough? Now you wanted to kill poor Jennifer, you murderer?" She was screaming at me while crying in horror.The household staff looked at me as if I were a monster. Elliot didn't even dare to look at me."But I didn't do anything! She threw herself down the stairs on her own," I said, trying to defend myself, feeling that if I didn't, no one else would."Sure, you didn't, did you, Reese?" Florence's sarcasm was heavy, directed at me. "First, my husband threw himself in front of that car to save you, and now this poor woman threw herself to certain death of her own free will. And you really expect us to believe that?""Florence, I know you've never liked me, but you have to believe me. I didn't do this; I'm innocent!" I said, crying. Likewise, I was so
Reese POVThe day had barely begun, and I was already enveloped by a sense of desolation. The sunlight, which weakly filtered through the windows, made the world outside luminous, but within me, there was a growing darkness. The mansion, with its familiar scent of flowers, felt like the set of a movie where I didn't want to be. I was anxiously at the window, watching the gate, waiting for Elliot, but each second was a painful reminder of what had happened the night before.Yesterday had been a whirlwind of events that starkly contrasted with the calm and monotonous days I spent in this house since marrying Elliot. It was an onslaught of discoveries and twists, and I simply spent the entire night thinking about it. I couldn't sleep because there was a fear growing in my chest.After all, my husband had come home with another woman and was demanding a divorce, not to mention that Jennifer Durham had thrown herself down the stairs as a way to incriminate and accuse me. Just thinking abou
Reese POVWhen I woke up, Elliot was already beside me, his gaze determined but softened by the morning light filtering through our silk curtains. He looked rested, something I hadn't seen in him for a long time.“Elliot… Good morning. What's wrong?” I asked as I adjusted myself in bed; it was early in the morning."Reese, sorry to wake you like this, but I need to say something," he began, his voice carrying a tone of sincerity that made my heart race.“It's okay, go ahead. What is it?”"I've thought a lot about what you said yesterday," he said. "I know I've made many mistakes, and I want to change that. I'm going to spend more time with Sammy and our family."His words were like a balm to my wounded soul. I could hardly believe what I was hearing; it was as if a dream was becoming reality after so many nightmares. I almost cried with joy but held back, not wanting to show how affected I was."Are you serious?" I asked, my voice a mix of hope and caution."Yes, Reese. I'm going to d
Reese POVElliot and I spent the entire morning together in bed, clearly not sleeping. It had been so long since my husband had touched me that I had almost forgotten the feeling, and today he seemed to want to make up for lost time in the best way possible. His binding kisses, his large hands sliding over my body, took me to heaven, so we stayed there just enjoying each other, something that seemed to belong to a lost time, something that should have been the right thing to do from the beginning.Moments later, he was lying in bed with me on top of him, resting my head on his chest with his arm over my shoulders. It was simply amazing to be like this with him; I could feel him so close to me, which was completely satisfying.“I need to go now,” he said after a while.I lifted my head to look at him. “But already? You said you were taking the day off today?” I questioned, already missing him.“I know I said that,” he said, smiling at me. “But I just need to sort out some things at the
Reese POVAfter that memorable morning, I truly saw that Elliot was trying to change. He took Sammy to the park, spending more time with him, trying to build those family memories we had lost. Watching them together, running across the grass, playing ball, warmed my heart in a way I hadn't felt in years. It was as if, for the first time in a long time, we were being a real family.The day was going so well, full of laughter and small moments of happiness, that I almost forgot our recent problems. But then, during our impromptu picnic in the park, Sammy said something that brought me back to reality.“Mom, I'm not going to eat all my cookie. I want to save a piece for Jennifer,” he said with an innocence that broke my heart, showing how much he missed that woman.“Why do you insist on that, sweetie?” I asked with a smile, running my hand over his head, trying to hide my discomfort.“Jen loves cookies,” the boy answered while eating.“Wow! Incredible how Sammy already likes Jennifer so
Reese POVWhen I caught Elliot with the doors of my wardrobe wide open, my heart raced in my chest, and a cold certainty settled in: the façade of my supposed marriage to Spencer had come to an end. He stood there, his eyes gleaming with a mix of accusation and hope, his hands still hovering over my clothes as if he could find answers in the folds of my dresses.His question—“What kind of marriage is this where you don’t even share a wardrobe?”—cut through the air, sharp and direct, and I knew I could no longer hide the truth.I sighed, the weight of months of lies crushing me. “Good heavens, how disconcerting…” I murmured, turning my gaze to Spencer, sprawled on my bed, snoring heavily, the smell of bourbon and smoke still clinging to him after an entire afternoon drinking with his friends at the club.“Elliot,” I murmured, keeping my voice low so as not to wake Sammy and Avie, who were sleeping in the next room, exhausted after a day filled with laughter and dinosaurs. “Let’s talk s
Elliot POVIt was late at night when I dragged Spencer back to Venus’s apartment, the city lights blurring as exhaustion seeped into my bones. The drive had been a nightmare, his dead weight slumped against the door, muttering incoherent nonsense that irritated me even more.“You could shut up, you know—because I’m damn sure if it were me in your place, you’d leave me in the middle of the street,” I grumbled, hauling him along, fully aware he wasn’t sober enough to understand.Stepping into her apartment, the air shifted—warm, familiar, laced with her scent, a blend of lavender and something uniquely Reese. Venus met me at the door, wearing a red silk robe over her nightdress, her smooth, soft skin and delicate feminine features a soothing sight. She was makeup-free, her fresh aura palpable from here. Her dark hair, tousled and loose, was the first time I’d seen it down since our reunion, and I noticed it was still as long as before. She looked light and breathtaking after a long day
Elliot POVThe lads were still holed up in the club, drinking and yapping away as the hours dragged on. The place reeked of bourbon and weed, the air thick with the haze of their excess. Josh, Andrew, Ernest, and Spencer were tossing back drinks like water, their laughter growing louder and sloppier with each round. I nursed a single glass, the amber liquid barely touched—my mind was too tangled with other things to let loose. Venus kept creeping into my thoughts, her smile from this morning with Sammy and Avie haunting me, and the sting of Spencer’s taunts from the car ride still burned. I couldn’t shake the image of her in that red lace he’d bragged about, and it twisted my gut with a mix of jealousy and longing.By the time night fell, the club’s buzz had dulled into a drunken hum. I slipped out to the balcony, the cool air hitting my face as I lit a cigarette, the ember glowing against the city skyline. My heart ached, a dull throb of missing Reese—Venus—settling in. I wondered w
Elliot POVSpencer Davies dragged me to a luxury club in the heart of the city, a place where only gentlemen with six zeros in their bank accounts could even dream of entering. The air was thick with wealth and arrogance as we stepped inside, the dim lighting casting a golden glow over polished wood and leather.A group of guys was sprawled out on plush sofas, their eyes glued to a massive screen blaring some sport, drinks in hand and smoke from exotic herbs swirling around them. At least there weren’t any obscenities or naked women around—small mercies, I suppose.“Hey, lads!” Spencer greeted them with firm handshakes as he approached, his voice booming with that smug confidence I’d come to despise.I recognized Josh Carter among them, hunched over a glass bong, inhaling the herb smoke with a glazed look in his eyes.“Bloody hell, you lot started early today, huh?” I commented, sinking into a chair beside them, my tone dry as I tried to mask the unease gnawing at me. Being here with
Elliot POVVenus’s suggestion had been damn awkward. Spencer and I, going out together? We had nothing in common—hell, what were we even going to talk about? I hugged Sammy tightly, promising I’d pick him up later, my chest aching with the need to stay, to be part of this moment with Venus and the kids. But I forced myself to step away, descending the elevator with my rival in a silence so thick it felt suffocating. There was nothing to say between us, nothing but the weight of our shared history and Venus’s shadow looming over it all.When we reached the parking lot, I pointed to my car, my voice gruff but steady. “We’ll take my car, right?”Spencer rolled his eyes, letting out an unnecessary, mocking chuckle. “The city’s mine, so I’m driving,” he said, striding toward his sleek black sedan, his movements sharp and confident.I sighed, shoving my hands into my pants pockets, already knowing this day would be a bloody challenge. But I couldn’t disrespect Venus—I could see she was ben
Venus POVThis felt like a dream—watching my two children, Sammy and Avie, communicating for the first time, their small voices filling the living room with chatter about dinosaurs. Sammy’s excitement over his T-Rex book, Avie’s timid but growing curiosity about the big, scary ones—I could barely breathe, my heart swelling with a joy I’d held onto for years, buried under the pain of loss and Jennifer’s lies. It was as if the fractured pieces of my family were finally stitching together, and I stood there, frozen, soaking in the miracle of it all.Sammy sat cross-legged on the carpet, his dinosaur-themed sneakers glowing against the soft rug, holding up a plastic T-Rex figurine for Avie to see. “This one’s the strongest, but I think the Velociraptor’s smarter,” he said, his voice bubbling with enthusiasm, the uncertainty left by Jennifer’s manipulations melting away.Avie, still clutching her favorite stuffed bunny, peeked from behind the couch, her blonde curls bouncing as she edged
Elliot POVI stood on Venus’s doorstep, clearly anxious, Sammy’s hand gripped tightly in mine, my heart pounding like a drum against my ribs. It was Saturday, and the crisp, quiet morning stretched before us, the promise of a whole day with her pulsing through my veins.I’d barely slept, my mind racing with anticipation—not just for Sammy’s sake, but for mine. I wanted to be near Venus again, to feel the spark of connection we’d once shared, to see if we could start understanding each other after all this time. Who knows… maybe this could be the start of something new.Sammy shifted beside me, his dinosaur-themed sneakers scuffing the stone step, his wide, curious eyes darting between me and the polished wooden door. “Dad, is Lady Venus really here?” he asked, his voice small but hopeful, the uncertainty left by years of Jennifer’s lies still echoing in his tone.“She is, buddy,” I replied, squeezing his hand, my voice steady despite the nerves churning in my stomach. “She’s excited t
Bethany POV“Lady Venus is a beautiful and very interesting woman, but she really isn’t my type,” Josh said, “so stop hating her to ease your frustration over me not responding to you, okay? Besides, you’re so pretty—stop being so bitter, it doesn’t suit you.” He pinched my cheek in a gesture that was anything but romantic, then reached for my door handle. “Now get out of the car, come on. It’s getting late.”But I pulled the door shut, closing it firmly, and looked at him with my nose tilted upward. “What?” He was confused by my defiance.“I already said, I’m not getting out of here unless you’re with me,” I repeated. “Or would you rather take me to your place? I’ll take any place as long as we’re together.”“You’re not seriously doing this, Bethany, are you? You’re not challenging me like this, are you?” he raged, his brow furrowed. There was danger in his green eyes, but I wasn’t afraid. What more could happen? I was already in deep trouble anyway.“If Lady Venus isn’t your type,
Bethany POVThe sound of Josh’s car crunching over the gravel of my parents’ mansion driveway jolted me out of my reverie. Josh sat beside me, and since we’d left the restaurant, a morbid silence had hung between us. Every time I spoke, he’d huff, grumble, or roll his eyes as if the sound of my voice alone irritated him. I considered myself pretty, but Joshua Carter’s disdain made me feel like the ugliest, most uninteresting woman in the world.“Alright,” he said after pulling up in front of my house, his voice flat, not even glancing at me. “You’re safely delivered. You can go now.”I looked toward the house through his car window and sighed. So that was it? I’d just get out of the car, and this would end here? For heaven’s sake, things were only getting worse… “Or better yet, why don’t you come in? My parents won’t mind if you sleep with me tonight. It’s kind of fitting, since we’re engaged,” I invited, flashing a seductive smile.He frowned at me as if I’d just said something outr