Sarah’s POVThe drive to the office is uneventful, though my mind is anything but calm. My thoughts are a chaotic mess, replaying countless scenarios where Alessandro rejects me, telling me he’s done, that he doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore. I try to shake the intrusive thoughts away, but they cling to me like a shadow.The city buzzes around me as I navigate the streets, indifferent to my inner turmoil. Skyscrapers loom above, their glass windows reflecting the morning sunlight, but even the vibrant energy of the city does little to soothe my anxiety.When I finally pull into the parking lot, I take a moment to collect myself, resting my forehead against the steering wheel. “Get it together,” I whisper to myself. With a deep breath, I straighten up, grab my bag, and step out of the car.The sound of my heels clicking against the polished marble floor echoes as I enter the building. The familiar scent of coffee and office air freshener greets me, a strange comfort in its p
Sarah’s POVThe meeting room buzzes with energy as my team discusses investment details, their voices blending into a steady hum. I try to focus, but my thoughts are scattered, like leaves caught in a whirlwind. My fingers fidget with the corner of my notepad as I glance at the door, anticipation twisting my insides.And then he walks in.Alessandro Dante.My breath catches in my throat. He looks effortlessly handsome in a dark charcoal suit, the tailored fabric hugging his broad shoulders perfectly. The top buttons of his crisp white shirt are undone, revealing a tantalizing hint of his tanned skin. His stubble is darker, giving him an even more rugged appearance.My heart thuds painfully against my ribs.Our eyes meet for a brief, electric moment before he looks away, his expression cold and distant.My heart sinks.The Alessandro I know is warm, charming, and attentive—a man who lights up any room he enters. But this version of him is a stranger, distant and unreadable.Ester’s voi
Sarah POVIt was a quiet Sunday evening, and I found myself sprawled lazily on the couch, indulging in my third tub of chocolate fudge ice cream. The creamy sweetness melted on my tongue, offering a temporary escape from the whirlwind of thoughts swirling in my mind. The living room was bathed in the warm glow of the lamp by the corner, casting long shadows across the walls as the television flickered with yet another episode of Friends. Chandler’s witty sarcasm barely registered in my ears as I absentmindedly spooned another bite of ice cream.Pregnancy cravings were no joke. I had read countless articles about them, but living through the experience was entirely different. One moment I craved tangy pickles, and the next, it was all about sweet indulgences. With how things were going, I was pretty sure I'd be gaining a significant amount of weight soon—and honestly, I didn't care. My baby’s well-being came first.The comforting aroma of freshly cooked food wafted from the kitchen, mi
Sarah POVAs I continued eating my ice cream, my mind wandered through various scenarios. Alessandro loved meI knew that much—but the fact that I carried Adrian’s child filled me with anxiety. What if Alessandro didn’t want the baby? The thought terrified me.He wanted a future with me, but he hadn’t said anything about the baby yet. I feared that he might tell me he didn’t want the child, and if that was the case, I would have no choice but to leave him. I loved Alessandro deeply, but I couldn’t compromise my child. My baby was my top priority.Suddenly, the doorbell rang, pulling me out of my turbulent thoughts. The sound echoed through the apartment, sharp and unexpected. I put down the ice cream tub, wiped my hands on a napkin, and made my way to the door.My heart raced slightly as I approached, the weight of my thoughts still heavy on my mind. Who could it be at this hour? Peeking through the peephole, I saw a familiar silhouette standing on the other side.Taking a steadying br
Sarah POVI immediately dove in, savouring the sweet treat. Alessandro sat beside me, watching with amusement.Even though he was incredibly busy managing his companies in Italy and the U.S., he always made time for me. He never failed to make me feel special.Once I finished my doughnut, I got up to put the leftovers in the kitchen. When I returned, Alessandro had already made himself comfortable, his tie and blazer discarded. He was watching Friends on TV.I curled up beside him, and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close."I missed you, Alessandro," I whispered."And I missed you more, Sarah," he replied, his voice low.I looked up at him, studying his tired face. "Did you have a long day?""Yes, but having you in my arms makes everything better," he said, caressing my hair.Being with him made me feel safe, something I had never felt before, not even with Adrian or my father.As I gazed at him, our lips met in a slow, passionate kiss. Time seemed to stop as we lost oursel
Adrian's P.O.V"Do whatever you want, but remember, once he is done using you, he will leave you, Sarah, and then I won't take a used woman like you again in my life."The words left my lips like venom, laced with anger and bitterness, each syllable striking with cruel precision. Even as I said them, a part of me winced at how harsh they sounded, how much they would wound her, but the other part the part controlled by rage and jealousy did not care.Without another word, I stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind me with such force that the walls seemed to tremble. My heart pounded violently in my chest, and my breath came in ragged gasps as I fought to suppress the tidal wave of emotions threatening to drown me.Sarah. My Sarah. My wife.She stood there, unmoving, watching me go. There was something unreadable in her expression pain? Anger? Indifference? I wasn't sure. I forced myself to look away, to not see the devastation I had undoubtedly caused. I didn’t want to face t
Adrian's P.O.VI was so excited to tell her that I wanted this child.I hurriedly finished up my work in LA within a week, wrapping up meetings, signing documents, and making final calls to ensure everything was handled in my absence. The moment I was done, I booked the earliest flight back to New York, my heart racing with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to see Sarah, to tell her that I was ready, that I wanted this baby, that I wanted us to try again.But all my hopes were crushed the moment I arrived and saw my wife in someone else's arms. My feet felt like they had been nailed to the ground, my breath caught in my throat as I watched her kiss another man.And just like that, the tiny shred of hope I had been holding onto was shattered.She had moved on.She had replaced me.The realization hit me like a freight train, sucking the air from my lungs.I guess he was the reason she no longer wanted to work on our marriage. Or maybe she didn’t want me in her life even if he wasn’t there.
Adrian's P.O.V"Well, I saw how tense you were, I just wanted to be there for you," Chloe whispered, her voice sultry as she moved closer to me.Her breasts pressed against my torso, her touch lingering far longer than necessary. A slow smirk played on her lips as she placed her manicured fingers around my member, her eyes dark with mischief.Before I could react, before I could push her away, she pulled the seat back and adjusted herself between my legs, her fingers deft and determined.Without wasting another moment, she freed me from my pants and took me into her mouth.For a split second, I didn't move. I didn't stop her.Maybe I was too exhausted.Maybe I was too consumed by my own torment to push her away.Or maybe, deep down, I just wanted something—anything—to take away the overwhelming storm of emotions raging inside me."I'm sure this can make you feel a lot better, Adrian," Chloe murmured against me before continuing, her lips and tongue working with practised ease.But my
Sarah POVHeat flared in my cheeks as I scrambled to pull my skirt down, but his hand shot out, covering mine before I could.“What the hell happened to your thigh?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. He lifted the hem slightly, revealing the faint, discolored mark.“It’s nothing you should be worrying about,” I said curtly, snatching my skirt back into place.His jaw tightened. His eyes burned with an emotion I couldn’t quite decipher.“Did… Did it happen because of me?” His voice was hoarse now, almost fragile. “I mean… did I hurt you that night?”I froze. My throat felt dry, my hands clammy. My body screamed at me to look away, but I forced myself to meet his gaze.“Whatever happened to me shouldn’t be your concern, Parker. And for your information, this mark was not given by you that night when you ra—”“The night when I raped you,” he finished, his voice hollow. “The night I took you forcefully, without listening to you or your pleas.”I sucked in a sharp breath. This was th
Sarah POVWhile Adrian's personal assistant discussed a few points from Parker's side, I could hardly process any of his words. The constant tickling sensation on my skin made it nearly impossible to focus. Adrian's fingers traced slow, deliberate patterns along my thigh, sending unwanted shivers up my spine.No one could see what was happening under the table. Adrian and I were the only ones seated on this side, away from prying eyes. I tried to keep my movements to a minimum, terrified that any shift in position would expose more than I intended. My skirt had already ridden up dangerously high, and I knew that one wrong move could give Adrian a perfect view of my lingerie.The torture seemed to last forever. Every second beside him was suffocating. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the meeting concluded. I exhaled in relief as the event details were finalized, and people began gathering their things to leave the room.I remained seated, bidding farewell to everyone as they
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