Adrian POVIt was late afternoon, the sun beginning its descent, casting long shadows across the city. Around five o’clock, a knock echoed on my office door. "Come in," I called, turning to see Noah enter, his usually jovial face set in a serious, almost disapproving expression."Hey, Noah," I greeted him, trying to keep my tone casual."Hey," he replied, his voice tight. He closed the door behind him and leaned against it, his arms crossed. "What’s going on between you and Jessica?" he asked, his voice rising slightly. "I saw you both kissing at the restaurant a few hours ago. Don’t tell me you’re still involved with her.""Well," I said, shrugging nonchalantly, "there’s nothing new about that, is there? I still love Jessica. Sarah…Sarah is just a business arrangement.""I thought you’d closed that chapter when you married Sarah," Noah said, his brow furrowed. "I thought you were trying to…to make things work.""That chapter isn’t closed," I asserted, my voice hardening. "It’s just…o
Adrian POVHer eyes snapped open, the sleep instantly banished, replaced by a glare that could have frozen fire. She sat up, her movements stiff, her expression a mixture of anger and resentment. "Don't ever do that again," she said, her voice low and dangerous. She stood up, her back rigid, and turned towards the door, as if to escape my presence."Not so fast, Sarah," I said, my voice hard, grabbing her arm and pulling her back towards me. "It’s time to fulfill your duties. As my wife. And my whore."Her eyes flashed, but she didn’t resist as I pulled her closer. "Remove my shoes," I ordered, my voice leaving no room for argument.Her jaw tightened, her nostrils flared, but she didn’t speak. Without a word, she knelt down, her movements precise, and began unlacing my shoes. I watched her, a smirk playing on my lips. The power dynamic was intoxicating."Now," I said, my voice laced with command, "remove your clothes." I leaned back on the couch, watching her intently. "As my whore, y
Adrian POVSeeing no point in continuing the argument, in trying to break through the wall she had erected between us, I abandoned the pretense of conversation. I seized her waist, my grip firm and possessive, and pulled her closer, my body pressing against hers. I bit into her neck, my teeth sinking into the soft flesh just below her ear, then moved lower, my lips and teeth tracing a path along her collarbone. She whimpered, a small, involuntary sound that stirred something within me, a mix of desire and a darker, more primal urge to dominate.My mouth traveled lower, to her breasts, which bounced with each thrust she had taken, their fullness a tantalizing invitation. I began to suck on her pink nipples, my tongue lapping at their hardness, teasing them until they were erect and sensitive. She moaned again, a soft, breathy sound that fueled my desire. I could feel my member swelling inside her, stretching her walls, her wetness trickling down my legs, a testament to her arousal, how
Sarah POVAdrian flipped me over, his movements rough, careless. His weight pressed down on me, heavy and suffocating. He thrust his member deep inside me, the sudden invasion a sharp, unwelcome reminder of my powerlessness. My body quivered beneath him, a mixture of pain and a dull, aching resignation. I closed my eyes, willing the moment to pass, praying for it to be over soon. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he reached his climax, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he released himself inside me. He collapsed on top of me, his weight crushing me, his breathing heavy and ragged."That was really good," he said, his voice laced with smug satisfaction. He stared down at me, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "I'm impressed with your performance," he continued, his eyes glinting, "especially for your very first day.""Hmm," I muttered, my voice hollow, devoid of any emotion. I lay there beneath him, feeling lifeless, empty. His words, his blatant disregard for my
Sarah POVI turned off the shower, the sound of the water echoing in the quiet bathroom. I stepped out onto the bathmat, the cool tile a stark contrast to the warmth of the shower. I quickly dried myself, my movements mechanical, detached, as if I were going through the motions, my mind still replaying the events of the past hour. I slipped into my pyjamas, the soft cotton a small comfort against my skin. Returning to the bedroom, I was relieved to find it empty. Adrian had left. A wave of exhaustion washed over me. I had no energy to go downstairs and prepare dinner. I crawled into bed, pulling the duvet over my head, seeking the solace of darkness and warmth. Just as I began to drift off, the bedroom door creaked open, the sound jarring me awake. I knew who it was. I didn’t bother to look."Get up, Sarah," Adrian’s voice cut through the silence, his tone brooking no argument. "I know you’re not asleep."Reluctantly, I pulled the duvet down, my eyes meeting his. He was standing by th
Sarah POVThe next morning, soft rays of sunlight, filtering through the partially open window, warmed my face, gently rousing me from sleep. I blinked my eyes open, the remnants of sleep clinging to me like a soft blanket. I turned my head, my gaze falling on Adrian. He was still asleep beside me, his arm draped possessively over my body, our legs tangled together beneath the covers. He looked…peaceful. Vulnerable. A stark contrast to the domineering man he was during waking hours.Carefully, trying not to disturb him, I untangled myself from his embrace, his arm falling away from me as I slipped out of bed. The cool air against my skin sent a shiver down my spine. I padded silently to the bathroom, eager to escape the lingering tension of the night. After taking care of my morning routine and showering, I dressed in a beige top and black high-waisted pants, a professional yet comfortable ensemble. I applied some light makeup, trying to erase the traces of exhaustion from my face, an
Sarah POVI pushed open the heavy oak door to the boardroom, a polite smile plastered on my face. "Hello, everyone," I said, my voice bright and professional. "Sorry to keep you all waiting." My gaze swept over the group of five men already seated around the large mahogany table. They were all impeccably dressed, their suits tailored to perfection, their expressions a mixture of anticipation and impatience. One man, tall and well-built, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, was standing with his back to me, engrossed in a phone call. I walked over and waited patiently for him to finish, my mind already reviewing the details of the proposal, the key points I needed to emphasize.He ended the call with a curt nod and turned to face me. Our eyes met, and I felt a jolt of…recognition. There was something familiar about him, something about the way his eyes held mine, something about the set of his jaw, the way he carried himself. But I couldn't quite place where I had seen him before."S
Sarah POVI was about to call Adrian again, my fingers poised over the keypad, when the office door swung open, and he barged in, his face etched with anger, his jaw tight, his eyes blazing. The force of his entrance made me jump, my heart pounding in my chest."Adrian? What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice laced with confusion and a touch of apprehension. He didn't answer. He grabbed my hand, his grip firm, almost painful, and started pulling me towards the door."We’re leaving, Sarah," he replied, his voice harsh, clipped. He didn’t explain, didn’t offer an apology for the abrupt interruption. He simply pulled me along, his grip tightening with each step. He practically dragged me through the office, past the startled glances of my staff, towards the elevator. We rode down to the lobby in tense silence, the only sound the soft whir of the elevator and the pounding of my heart. Despite my protests, my questions, Adrian remained silent, his expression set, his anger palpable. He
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.