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The meeting has been canceled. Mr. Black is in another meeting.” Kai announced. Everyone exchanged looks, wondering what was going on. Easton never missed meetings. In fact, he was the first to arrive so this was new and strange. “It must be something serious or important for him to miss a meeting.” Amanda said while standing up. Everyone followed suit, and soon Scarlet was left alone in the boardroom. That was when she looked up from her documents. She dialed Aria’s number, who declined and sent a text instead. ARIA: [ Jasmine is about to go on stage. Talk later.]“Maybe if I rush there, I can make it in time!” Scarlet mumbled as she grabbed her things and ran out of the boardroom. Scarlet's heels clicked against the polished floor as she hurried down the hallway, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never been late to any of Jasmine’s events before, and the thought of missing her daughter’s big moment made her stomach churn. This was her first big performance, and she did
“What do you think you're doing? Is this some stupid joke to you?” Scarlet fumed.“Scarlet-” Easton began, but she cut him off.“I told you she's not your daughter! Do you want DNA to prove it? I can gladly give you a strand of her hair. That's a five year old, and you're starting to confuse her! Leave her alone. What goes on between us ends there. She's off limits!” Scarlet let it all out in one breath. “Why can't I be a part of her life too? I don't care if she's my blood or not. As long as she's your daughter, I wanna be a part of it.” Easton shrugged, but his behavior only confused her even more. What the hell was wrong with him?She expected him to call her a whore. Call her out on how she must have spread her legs for more money but here he was saying things that made no fucking sense. Reaching over on her tiptoes, she stretched her arm so the back of her hand could feel his temperature. Maybe he was hallucinating. As her hand lingered against Easton’s forehead, he furrowed
“You're insane if you think I'm going to accept that.” Sky crossed her arms as she looked at her brother while avoiding Scarlet. Scarlet was also against the idea but Easton insisted. Aria had to travel for work and he refused to leave Jasmine with Aisha, the nanny. He had security concerns after her Kidnapping and wasn't going to take a chance. “You really don't have to.” Scarlet stepped in. “I'm sorry for bothering you, Easton-”“Just tell me one thing,” Sky cut her off. “Anything,” Scarlet responded. “Okay, I'll go and pick up my princess from school, you enjoy your girl time,” Easton announced as he left. They both waited until he shut the door before turning to face each other. Sky had taken a break from work since her secret Was out that she was actually the only daughter of the Black family. Easton suggested they leave Jasmine with her because he trusted her with his life and she would be safe. “Did you hurt my brothers? Cause one's accident and cause the other one a
“Mummy!” Jasmine ran through the door. The two had been so immersed into the conversation that they didn't hear the door open. “My precious jewel!” Scarlet held her hands open as she ran into her arms. “Daddy picked me up today! He even got me this doll!” She squirmed excitedly. Scarlet dragged her eyes to the doll,“That looks human!” She laughed, “It's huge!”“I know! I know! Awesome, right? Now I have someone to play with before you give me a baby brother.!” Jasmine clapped her tiny hands, making Easton choke behind her. “Aren't you a cute little thing!” Sky laughed, already falling in love with Jasmine. “Hello! My name is Jasmine Frost!” she smiled at Sky. “Hi, my name is Sky Black. Your Aunty!” “My aunty? I thought only Aunt Aria was my aunty.” She frowned her cute brows meeting in confusion. Everyone laughed.“Well, your father is my brother. So doesn't that make me your aunty?” Sky stood and knelt before her so they were eye to eye.“Oh ! you're right. You are my aunty!”
"Easton..” Scarlet breathed. Her heart was pounding so hard she could feel blood rushing to her ears. Easton stepped closer, his eyes fixed on her as he held her face in his huge hands. Easton was six foot two and Scarlet was five foot five, so she had to really arch her neck to meet his gaze.“You drive me crazy,” he murmured, his voice low and deep. Before she could respond, his lips crashed on hers in a shattering kiss. Scarlet let out a moan which gave him more room and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Scarlet’s hands instinctively found their way to his chest, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt as his mouth moved against hers. His kiss was hard and desperate as they moved their lips in sync.Easton’s arms slid around her waist, lifting her effortlessly as though she weighed nothing.“Easton!” She giggled. “My darling angel.” He grumbled before closing the gap again. Scarlet gasped against his lips as he gently placed her on the neck of the outdoor chair, the cool
His hands gripped her hips, positioning her beneath him as he unbuckled his belt. The sound of the leather sliding through the loops sent a fresh wave of anticipation through her. Scarlet reached out, her fingers brushing against him as she helped him free himself from his jeans. When she felt the hard length of him, her eyes widened, and a small gasp escaped her lips. “You’re... big,” she managed to say, her cheeks flushing as a sly grin spread across his face. “I’ll take care of you,” he promised, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. Easton positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locking with hers as he slowly pushed inside her. Scarlet gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he stretched her inch by inch. “You’re so tight,” he groaned, his head falling to her shoulder as he fought to keep control. “So perfect.” Scarlet’s breath hitched, her body adjusting to the fullness of him as he filled her completely. “Easton,” she whispered, her vo
The news of Alison Kane's death hit Scarlet like a freight train. She sat up in bed, her exhaustion from the day instantly forgotten. The room felt suffocating as the words. "fatal accident" echoed in her mind.“Alison Kane,” she whispered, her throat dry.Easton glanced at the television, his brow furrowing as he reached for the remote to increase the volume.“…Daily Mail Chief Editor Alison Kane was involved in a tragic car accident late last night. Authorities are investigating the cause of the crash. More updates to come,” the anchor reported.“Shit.” Easton cursed as he pulled out his phone to dial Kai’s line. He knew that whatever happened would come back to Scarlet, the fact being that she publicly apologized to her.Scarlet felt a cold chill run down her spine. It was just weeks ago when Alison had publicly apologized to her after that article that had tarnished Scarlet's reputation, but now… now the timing of this tragedy felt too coincidental.Easton noticed the way her han
Kai burst into Easton’s office, his face pale, and a tablet clutched tightly in his hand. “You need to see this,” he said, his voice tight with urgency.Easton, still shrugging off his coat from their recent trip, sighed heavily. He had hoped the chaos would have calmed by now. Instead, he wished they had never returned. He snatched the tablet from Kai and pressed play.The video showed Alison Kane—disheveled, tears streaking her face—speaking directly into the camera. “They threatened me,” she sobbed. “I don’t feel safe. If anything happens to me, it won’t be an accident.”The video ended, leaving a tense silence in the room. Easton’s jaw clenched as Kai leaned over to point at the tablet. “It’s everywhere, sir. The comments are… bad. Really bad.”“Why? What are they saying?” Easton sat down and threaded his fingers together. “It's like someone is intentionally drawing the attention to Miss Frost.” Kai pushed his glasses forward. “I expected that,” Easton responded as he opened t
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Ten years later…The Black estate was alive with laughter and warmth, a stark contrast to the cold, intimidating mansion it had once been. “It wasn’t me!” Michael Black, once known for his gruff and no-nonsense demeanor, had long since abandoned any illusion of control in his household. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, sipping his morning coffee, and watching the chaos unfold in the garden below. His ten-year-old daughter, Sophia, a whirlwind of energy with her mother’s stubbornness and his sharp mind, was currently chasing her younger brother, Eli, around the backyard. Eli, at six years old, was just as mischievous as his sister, but with a charm that let him get away with just about anything—especially with his mother. Vivian had always been a force to be reckoned with, but as a mother, she was even more terrifyingly devoted. Michael smirked as he watched her from the window. She was standing with Scarlet, laughing as she scolded Sophia for attempting
“What is going on?” Vivian asked, her voice laced with curiosity as Michael carefully led her outside, his large hands covering her eyes. “Just trust me,” he murmured near her ear, his deep voice sending a familiar shiver down her spine. Vivian huffed but didn’t argue. She could feel the cool evening breeze against her skin and the soft sound of music in the background. The scent of roses filled the air, mingling with something delicious—her stomach grumbled in anticipation. Finally, Michael stopped his hands slowly slipping away from her face. Vivian blinked as her vision adjusted, and when she finally took in what was before her, her breath hitched. The backyard had been transformed into something straight out of a dream. A large mattress covered in rose petals was nestled under twinkling fairy lights, and a beautifully set dinner table stood nearby, illuminated by the soft glow of candles. A huge screen was set up, ready to play what she assumed was one of their favorite
The grand estate was transformed into a dream-like setting, decorated in soft hues of pink and blue. Fairy lights twinkled in the trees, and elegant floral arrangements adorned every corner of the sprawling garden. A large "Baby Black" banner hung over the beautifully arranged dessert table, where an assortment of sweets and a magnificent tiered cake waited to be cut. Michael had spared no expense, ensuring the event was perfect. Vivian, of course, had demanded something extravagant, and he had gladly complied. Vivian stood in the center of it all, glowing, her six-month baby bump accentuated by a flowing satin dress that curved just below her bust. She had chosen a shimmering gold gown, refusing to blend into the pink and blue theme. Her hair had been turned into soft curls, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. Michael, ever the grumpy billionaire, stood beside her in a white shirt and black pants, looking both inpatient and ridiculously handsome. Vivian had complained a
Michael unlocked the door to their home. A cake in one hand and flowers in another.His mind still running through his conversation with Easton. Foot rubs, space, asking what she needed—it all felt a little… too simple. But he’d try. He needed to try. The moment he stepped inside, he was hit with the scent of freshly baked cookies. He paused, taking a slow breath. His heart rate quickened. Was she really baking? Vivian didn’t exactly strike him as the domestic type. His curiosity led him further into the house, and that’s when he saw her. Vivian stood by the kitchen counter, a wide grin on her face, clearly waiting for his reaction. Her apron was askew, flour streaked on her cheek, but she looked happier than he’d seen her in days. “Michael!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with excitement. “I made cookies! I thought you’d like them.” “Really? I got you your cake and some flowers.” Micheal responded, hesitation filling his voice as he searched for a reaction.Vivian’s smil
Michael sat across from Easton at a secluded café, nursing a cup of coffee. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands kept fidgeting as if he had no idea what to do with them. His mind was racing, but he was at a complete loss. Easton sat back in his chair, eyes scanning the menu as if Michael wasn’t about to have a mental breakdown in front of him. Finally, he looked up, raising an eyebrow as he studied his older brother. “You look like shit,” Easton said with a smirk, clearly not concerned with Michael’s state of mind. Michael glared at him. “You always have a way with words, don’t you?” Easton chuckled and leaned forward, folding his arms across his chest. “So, what’s going on? The great Michael Black losing his cool over a pregnancy?” Michael huffed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I can’t do anything right, Easton. She cries all the time, and I don’t know how to handle it. Everything I do seems to upset her. I just want her to be happy.”Easton raised
Michael’s grip tightened on his pen as his phone vibrated again. He ignored it. For the past thirty minutes, Vivian had been bombarding him with messages—most of them utterly useless. Vivian: [Where’s the cup?]Michael: [Kitchen.] Vivian:[Where are the plates?]Michael: [Same place as the cups.] Vivian:[Should I bring you lunch?]Michael: [No.]Vivian:[Why not?]Michael inhaled sharply, fighting the urge to rub his temples. He was in a high-stakes meeting with top executives, discussing a billion-dollar deal, and his wife was acting like a toddler. They had moved into a new home because she hated penthouses and apartments. So he had built her a house she could turn into a home but now he was regretting having had everything done. He should have let her decorate to keep her busy. Another buzz. Vivian:[What are you doing?] Michael clenched his jaw. [Working.]Vivian: [Boring. Want me to send you a funny picture?]He didn’t reply. Two seconds later— Buzz.He g
6 months later….“Vivian, please! You have to talk to your husband!"Vivian held the phone away from her ear, staring at it like it had personally offended her. She sighed, reclining further into the oversized armchair, her silk nightgown draping over her six-month belly. Her father’s frantic voice continued. “He’s taken everything! The company, the house—do you hear me? I have nothing left! Your sister's savings for her tuition!" Vivian swirled the fresh orange juice in her glass, utterly unimpressed. “Mmm. That does sound like a problem.” "Vivian Chen!”“It's Mrs Black. Don't make me lose my temper this morning.”“Right. Right. You see you're his wife make him reverse it!” Vivian had no idea what Micheal had done but she was bored and would enjoy every moment of it. She sighed dramatically. "Oh, I’m sorry. I should be more understanding. After all, when I needed help, everyone rushed to my aid, didn’t they? Oh wait—no one did.” "This isn’t funny! Tell Michael to stop this
The room felt impossibly small despite how grand the ceremony was. Vivian’s pulse thundered in her ears as the priest began speaking, his voice a distant sound compared to the storm of emotions within her.So this was happening. Instead of being sold to an old hag, she was now marrying a stranger who she had a one night with. It's not the best option, but it's definitely the lesser evil. Michael’s hand remained wrapped around hers—firm, warm, unshaking.He looked like he was sure about this. Calm and collected while her mind was going wild, and she was about to go insane from the number of thoughts that were spinning in her head. Doubts. Fear. Uncertainty. He had always been a mystery, with a strong aura she folded to. Yet, standing here, the certainty in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine. This was real.The priest cleared his throat. "The couple has chosen to exchange personal vows. Michael, you may begin."“We have?” Vivian blurted out, making everyone chuckle. It was li