Adrian P.O.VAfter seeing Sarah with Justin in the restroom, I acted as if I didn't care, but deep down, it was bothering me. Watching my wife close to another man was unsettling. When she entered my cabin to sign the papers, I couldn't hold back any longer and directly questioned her about her relationship with Justin. She confidently replied that there was nothing between them, and from the sincerity in her eyes, I could tell she was telling the truth.Despite knowing her past and the dubious nature of her character, I felt an intense attraction toward her. I had wanted to taste those lips ever since I first saw her. Without thinking further, I kissed her.At first, she tried to push me away, but eventually, she gave in. I didn't realize how quickly one kiss would lead to more. I only came to my senses when Sarah pushed me back. She immediately stood up and rushed out of my cabin. I leaned back, taking a deep breath. Although I didn't regret kissing her, it wasn't like she would eve
Adrian P.O.VSince it was Sunday, I decided to visit Jessica's apartment, hoping to meet and talk with her. I quickly got ready, grabbed my car keys, and headed out. As I passed Sarah's room, her voice stopped me in my tracks:"Of course, I love you. My marriage with Adrian won't affect our relationship. We can still spend time together like we did yesterday. Let me know the place and time; I'll be there," she said.Her tone was sweet and conspiratorial, a stark contrast to the innocent facade she wore around me. My blood boiled as the implications of her words sank in. It didn’t take much effort to guess she was talking to her lover on the phone.I clenched my fists, furious. She was out there, whoring around while I had foolishly trusted her words. My mind raced with images of her betrayal, each one more infuriating than the last.It’s time to teach her a lesson.Without thinking twice, I opened the door and stormed into her room.Sarah gasped, her face paling as she saw me. She imm
Sarah P.O.V"Let's finish what I started yesterday," Adrian whispered in my ear, his voice laced with venom and desire. His hot breath brushed against my neck, sending an unwelcome shiver down my spine.Before I could fully process his words, his fingers slid between my thighs, parting the swollen tissues with a relentless determination. My body betrayed me almost instantly, reacting to his touch despite the storm of emotions whirling inside me."Adrian," I gasped, my voice trembling as I tried to push his hand away. But he was unyielding, his grip on my waist keeping me firmly in place."Stay still," he growled, his fingers moving in an unforgiving rhythm. My body quivered against my will, heat pooling deep inside me as he continued his torment."You’re so snug," he muttered, his voice dark with mockery. I clenched my fists, anger and shame bubbling inside me, even as my body strained toward the sensation he was forcing upon me."Oh, Jesus," I whimpered, unable to stop the sound from
Sarah POVThe warm water, laced with lavender and sea salt, had finally begun to soothe the tremors that had wracked my body. My tears, a bitter salt solution that mirrored the bathwater, had long since subsided. I traced the slick porcelain with my fingertips, a silent goodbye to the swirling emotions I had just released. Stepping out of the tub, a chilled shiver ran down my spine, a stark contrast to the steamy cocoon I had just left. Water beaded on my skin, reflecting the soft light of the bathroom, a canvas of tiny, glistening diamonds. I reached for my oversized, cotton shirt, the one I used as a shield, a comfortable cocoon, but my gaze snagged on my reflection in the mirror.The woman staring back wasn’t the girl who used to cower beneath the weight of her father’s harsh words and Lisa and Chloe's physical assaults. My shoulders were broader now, my posture straighter, a testament to the disciplined workouts I had adopted. My arms, once thin and perpetually bruised, held a qui
Sarah’s P.O.V.The next few days passed in a blur of responsibilities and avoidance. I buried myself in work, leaving the mansion early each morning to manage the company and returning late in the evening to retreat into my room, ensuring minimal interaction with Adrian. Despite the unspoken tension between us, I continued to prepare meals for him, and though he never openly acknowledged my efforts, he ate every dish without complaint. It was an unspoken routine we had fallen into, neither of us willing to break the fragile balance of our strange marriage.On Friday night, as I sat cross-legged on my bed reviewing a stack of documents, a sharp knock echoed through the room. Startled, I set aside the papers and rose to answer the door, my heart already anticipating another clash. I pulled the door open to find Adrian standing before me, his usual expression of irritation firmly in place. His deep brown eyes held a flicker of something unreadable, but I was too exhausted to try decipher
Sarah POVThe clinking of silverware against porcelain echoed through the opulent dining room, a stark contrast to the tension that crackled beneath the surface. By the time I returned, the elaborate mahogany table was surrounded by my family, their faces illuminated by the soft glow of the chandelier. Jessica, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulder, was nestled beside Adrian, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes. A pang of something I couldn't quite name resonated within me. I forced a smile and slid into the remaining seat, wedging myself between my father and Adrian.The meal commenced, a parade of exquisitely prepared dishes that I barely tasted. My father’s chatter about some business deal faded into background noise. My attention was laser-focused on Justin, whose eyes, dark and intense, were glued to me. It wasn’t a casual glance; it was a persistent, unnerving stare that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Each time I met his gaze, a flicker of something
Sarah POVThe soft glow of a Sunday morning filtered through the curtains, painting the room in a warm, inviting light. I lay nestled in the plush comfort of the bed, relishing the rare feeling of utter relaxation. The events of the previous day – the tense confrontation with my father, the unexpected comfort from Adrian – felt like a distant, unsettling dream. My phone buzzed insistently on the bedside table, shattering the peaceful quiet. Groaning, I reached for it, squinting at the bright screen. Ester's name flashed, a beacon of energy I wasn't quite ready for."Good morning, Sunshine!" her voice, a burst of pure enthusiasm, practically exploded through the speaker. Even at this ungodly hour, she was a force of nature."Morning, Ester," I mumbled, pushing myself up against the headboard. Sleep still clung to me, a warm, comforting weight."Get ready! I'm picking you up in 20 minutes. We're going shopping!" she declared, the background noise suggesting she was already in motion, pr
Adrian POVThe aroma of roasted meat and savory spices hung heavy in the air as I entered the kitchen. It was nearly seven, and the pangs of hunger were beginning to make themselves known. Sarah sat at the dining table, a half-eaten plate in front of her. Her brow was furrowed slightly, as if she were contemplating some complex equation. She looked up as I entered, a flicker of surprise crossing her features before she quickly masked it with a neutral expression."Take a seat," she said, her voice even and polite. "I'll get your food." She rose and disappeared into the kitchen, returning moments later with a steaming plate of steak, mashed potatoes, and what looked to be perfectly roasted vegetables. She placed it in front of me, the clinking of the ceramic a stark contrast to the quiet hum of the refrigerator. Then, she resumed her own meal, her movements precise and economical.It had been almost a month since our…arrangement. Our forced marriage. And this was the first time we had
Sarah POVThe cab soon pulled up in front of Amario Enterprises. I stepped out, adjusted my blouse, and walked into the towering building. The elevator ride to the conference floor felt longer than usual as I nervously smoothed down my skirt, making sure I looked presentable.As soon as I stepped off the elevator and made my way toward the conference room, I heard my name being called—no, yelled—from behind."SARAH!"The voice was loud, furious, and unmistakably Ester’s.I turned around, already knowing what was coming. "Shhh, lower your voice, woman. We’re still inside the office," I whispered, trying to calm her down before she made a scene."I wouldn’t be so loud if you had told me about your doctor’s appointment today! I would have accompanied you, Sarah," she said, her arms crossed, looking absolutely livid.I sighed, rubbing my temple. "Ester, it was just a routine check-up. No need to be pissed about it. There are still a lot more appointments to go; you can come along next tim
Sarah POVAlessandro exhaled sharply but nodded. He took out his phone and made a call. A few minutes later, his driver informed him the car was ready.As I walked past him, he grabbed me one last time, his forehead pressing against mine. “Please,” he whispered, “don’t shut me out completely.”I pulled away, forcing myself not to look back.I stepped outside, sliding into the waiting car. As we drove away, I caught one last glimpse of Alessandro standing in the doorway, his gaze locked onto mine until I disappeared from his sight.I turned away, staring out into the dark streets.I didn’t know what hurt more—the betrayal, or the fact that despite it all, a part of me still loved him.______________________________________________________________________________"Your reports seem pretty good compared to your last visit, Mrs. Parker," Dr. Annita said while scribbling something on her notepad."Thank you, doctor. I hope my baby is healthy and fine?" I asked, placing my hands protectivel
Sarah P.O.VHe stood there, casually leaning against the wall as if he hadn’t just drugged me and brought me to this godforsaken place against my will. His dark eyes held an unreadable expression, but I didn’t care. My rage burned away any hesitation.“Where the hell am I?” I snapped, ignoring the nausea clawing at my stomach.Alessandro sighed as if I were the one being unreasonable. “Relax, Sarah. You’re safe here. We’re at my mansion.”Safe? The audacity.“How dare you bring me here without my permission?” I shot back, venom lacing every word. “Being anywhere near you is the last thing I want.”His expression hardened. “You’ve been avoiding me for three days, Sarah. You blocked every possible way for me to reach you. This was the only way to make you listen.”The sheer arrogance of this man.“There is nothing to talk about,” I hissed. “I saw everything I needed to. You betrayed me, Alessandro. You betrayed us.”I turned, determined to put as much distance between us as possible. Bu
Sarah P.O.VThe pounding in my head continued a relentless, unforgiving rhythm that made every thought feel sluggish and distant. My eyelids felt like they weighed a ton as I forced them open slightly. The dim light in the room barely illuminated my surroundings, but even in my disoriented state, I knew something was wrong.I tried to move, but a sharp, searing pain shot through my body, rendering my limbs weak and useless. My breath hitched, panic spreading through me like wildfire. I was still in my work clothes, the fabric wrinkled and slightly damp from sweat. That detail alone should have reassured me, but it didn’t.Because this wasn’t my room.My heart pounded against my ribs, and my fingers clenched the sheets beneath me. The walls dark, almost suffocating stood in stark contrast to my usual bright, open spaces. I scanned the unfamiliar surroundings, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. My mind reeled as a sense of utter wrongness settled into my bones.Where the hell wa
Sarah P.O.VEster shifted uncomfortably, hesitating before she spoke. "Sarah... the woman he was kissing she wasn’t just anyone.""What do you mean?" I asked, my stomach twisting."She was your step-sister, Chloe."Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. My mind reeled as I tried to process what she had just said."No," I whispered. "You must be mistaken.""I saw her, Sarah. When we were leaving the restaurant, I caught a glimpse of her face. It was Chloe."I shook my head, feeling my breath hitch. "Why? Why would Alessandro be with her? Are they having an affair?""I don’t know," Ester admitted. "But I think you deserve to find out the truth."I felt numb. My mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, none of them making sense.Ester gently rubbed my back. "Whatever you decide to do, I’ll support you."I nodded absentmindedly, offering her a weak smile in gratitude. We sat there for a few more minutes before finally deciding to leave.We walked together to the parking lot. Unlocking th
Sarah POVHe stood at the doorway, his face a mixture of desperation and regret. His usually composed demeanour was gone, replaced by something I had never seen before something that almost made me falter.Almost.I clenched my jaw, gripping the edge of my desk to steady myself.“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked coldly, my voice betraying none of the turmoil inside me.“I just want to talk,” he said softly, stepping inside despite the icy glare I sent his way.“There’s nothing left to talk about,” I snapped. “I told security not to let you in. How did you ”“I had to see you,” he interrupted, his voice filled with urgency. “Please, just hear me out.”I let out a bitter laugh. “Hear you out? After what I saw? After what you did?”“Sarah, it’s not what you think ”“Don’t,” I cut him off sharply, standing up. My hands trembled, but I refused to let him see my weakness. “Don’t insult me by pretending there’s some ridiculous explanation that could justify what you did.”“Just giv
Sarah' P.O.VI don’t think a single word exists that could encompass the emotions swirling within me right now. The pain, the anger, the heartbreak—it all felt too overwhelming, too suffocating. My mind was a battlefield, my heart a shattered mess, and no matter how hard I tried to suppress my thoughts, they kept resurfacing, tormenting me relentlessly.What I witnessed two days ago still haunted me, replaying in my head like a cruel joke. It was as if life had decided to mock me, to remind me of my foolishness, of my gullibility. How could I have been so blind? How could I have been so naive to believe that Alessandro was different?I had truly thought he was. He had made me believe it with his gentle words, his reassuring smiles, and his promises. But in the end, he proved me wrong just like everyone else had.I had allowed myself to trust him, to let my walls down, and what did I get in return? Betrayal. Deception. Heartbreak.Ever since I had stormed out of that restaurant with Es
Sarah POVThe city lights blurred into streaks as the car sped through the quiet streets. My hands clenched into fists on my lap, nails digging into my palms. I couldn’t feel the pain. Numbness had taken over, spreading like poison through my veins.Alessandro’s confession echoed in my mind, a relentless torment I couldn’t escape. Every word had been a dagger, cutting deeper than I thought possible. He was supposed to seduce me. Trick me. He had fallen for me, but it didn’t change the fact that I had been nothing more than a pawn in a game orchestrated by my father and his.I let out a bitter laugh, startling the driver.“You okay, Miss?” he asked, glancing at me through the rearview mirror.“Just drive,” I muttered, pressing my forehead against the cool glass of the window.My chest felt tight, as if someone was squeezing the air out of my lungs. I had loved Alessandro. God, I still did. But love wasn’t enough. Not when betrayal stood between us like an unmovable wall.The car pulled
Sarah's P.O.VThe relentless pounding in my head throbbed like a war drum, each beat echoing through my skull. My body felt weighted, as though unseen chains bound my limbs. I forced my eyes open, but even the dim light felt blinding. A shuddering breath left my lips as I shifted slightly, wincing at the sharp pain radiating through my body.Something wasn’t right.I struggled to sit up, my muscles screaming in protest. The air was thick with an unfamiliar scent—clean yet cold, lacking the warmth of home. My fingers instinctively travelled to my clothes, still the same ones I had worn to work. Relief flared briefly before an overwhelming wave of panic crashed over me.This wasn’t my room.My breath caught in my throat as I scanned my surroundings, my heart slamming against my ribs like a caged animal. The walls were dark, painted in a shade far too deep for my taste. The atmosphere was suffocating, unrecognizable.Then, the memories came flooding back like a violent tide.Alessandro.