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
Adrian’s POVBrrrrrringggg…Brrrrrringgggg…The relentless ringing of my phone shattered the silence, piercing through my sleep like an alarm screeching in my ears. My body felt heavy, weighed down by exhaustion, but the urgent sound forced me to move. Groaning, I reached out blindly, fumbling for my phone on the nightstand. My fingers finally grasped the device, but by the time I lifted it to my ear, the call had already ended.With a frustrated sigh, I sat up, immediately regretting the sudden movement. A splitting headache slammed into me, a dull, pounding ache that felt like someone hammering inside my skull. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the pain, but it only intensified. I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment before forcing myself to focus on my phone’s screen.As soon as I saw the notifications, my heart dropped.30 missed calls from Noah.20 missed calls from Dad.7 missed calls from Jessica.What the actual hell?A sinking feeling spread through my chest as I quickly dial
Adrian P.O.VI parked my car outside Amario Enterprises, gripping the steering wheel tightly as I took a deep breath. My heart pounded against my chest, and my mind was clouded with emotions. Today wasn’t just about clearing my name—it was about seeing Sarah. I owed her an explanation, and most importantly, I owed her an apology for last night.I shouldn't have reacted that way when I saw her with another man.I was the one who pushed her away. I was the one who shattered her trust.If she wanted to move on, I had no right to stop her.Sighing, I pushed the door open and stepped out of the car, straightening my suit jacket before walking toward the entrance. The moment I entered the building, I felt the weight of dozens of eyes on me. The murmur of whispers buzzed through the lobby, followed by disdainful glances in my direction.Great. Now everyone knows.Of course, they do, Adrian. It’s all over the goddamn news.I ignored the judgmental stares and strode toward the elevator, keepin
Adrian POVI took a deep breath, stepping closer to her desk, feeling the tension tighten around us like an invisible rope. “Sarah, that news about me and Chloe—it’s not true. There’s nothing going on between us. I was drunk last night when she approached me. I swear I—”“You don’t have to explain,” she interrupted me, her voice calm yet piercing.I frowned slightly. “What?”She leaned back in her chair, arms crossed as she studied me. “I already know what happened between you two.”A wave of confusion washed over me. “You… do?”Nodding, she stood up, moving toward the floor-to-ceiling window behind her desk. “Since I took over all the authority of Amario Enterprises, Chloe’s father and his family have been struggling financially. As soon as the news broke out, I knew Chloe had something to do with it.”My brows furrowed. “What are you saying?”“Chloe needed money, Adrian.” She turned to face me, her gaze sharp. “And she figured that getting involved with you would benefit her. That’s
Sarah's P.O.VIt's been a few days since that scandal was finally settled. Surprisingly, Adrian has been behaving differently nicer, even. He no longer brings up the past, nor does he ask me to give him another chance. There are no more tantrums, no more arguments. Just silence. A silence that, for now, I am grateful for.When I saw the headlines that morning, I had my doubts about the entire situation. Something didn't sit right with me, so I did some digging. A background check revealed the truth it had all been a trap, orchestrated by Chloe and Lisa to blackmail Adrian. I should have known. When I confronted Chloe, she didn’t even hesitate before demanding money in exchange for telling the truth in front of the media.I wasn’t surprised.But what unsettled me the most was my own reaction. Why did I defend Adrian? It was the perfect opportunity to expose him, to humiliate him in front of the entire world. I could have ended everything and announced our divorce once and for all. And
Sarah’s POVEster’s words lingered in my mind like an unshakable echo."He wanted to keep this hidden, Sarah. We all just want to finish the project so you can finally get out of that marriage with that jerk," she had said firmly, her voice laced with conviction.Her words only added to my growing confusion about Alessandro.On one hand, he had been acting as though I didn’t exist, his cold indifference cutting through me like a knife. On the other, he was helping me behind my back, making sure I had a way out of this unwanted marriage. It didn’t make sense. Why go to such lengths in silence? Why distance himself so much while secretly ensuring my freedom?Was it guilt? Obligation? Or something else entirely?Shoving my emotions aside, I took a deep breath and responded in a steady tone. "We need to inform the Parkers about the project's completion. Once that’s done, we can discuss a date for the resort’s opening."I masked my emotions in front of Ester, unwilling to drag her into my
Sarah POVI knew that if I wanted to truly move forward with Alessandro, I had to draw a line—one that Adrian couldn’t cross.Taking a deep breath, I typed out a message.Message to Adrian:Adrian, I need to be clear with you. I've chosen to be with Alessandro, and that means we need to set boundaries. I care about you as you are involved with my son, but I can't have you interfering in my relationship.Please respect that.My thumb hovered over the send button. A part of me feared how he would react—if he would lash out, try to manipulate me, or make me doubt my decision. But another part of me felt a quiet sense of relief. This was necessary. This was the right thing to do.I hit send.Seconds felt like hours as I waited, my stomach twisting in knots. I half-expected him to ignore the message or respond with something cryptic, something that would make me second-guess everything.But his response came quicker than I anticipated.Message from Adrian:I understand, Sarah. I don't want
Sarah POVAlessandro’s gaze lingered on me, his deep brown eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation. I could feel the weight of his emotions pressing between us uncertainty, longing, fear. His jaw was tense, as if he was holding back words he wasn’t sure he was ready to say."Alessandro, you're right to ask," I said, my voice steady, though my heart was pounding. "I don't care about Adrian, I care about you. What happened to him... it was a moment of confusion, a mistake. I've realized that my heart has always been with you. That's why I told him we needed distance. I want you to know that you're the only one I want to be with."He exhaled slowly, crossing his arms over his chest, his posture still guarded. I could almost see the battle playing out in his mind—the part of him that wanted to believe me and the part that still held onto the pain of the past."And Adrian?" he asked finally, his voice softer now but firm. "What happens if he doesn't stay away?"I shook my head, step
Sarah POVA lump formed in my throat at the tenderness in his tone. I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.“Me too,” I whispered back. “I’m so glad we’ve been able to work through everything. I’m committed to us, Alessandro. I want you to know that.”His hold on me tightened slightly, and he pressed a lingering kiss to the top of my head.“I know,” he said. “And I’m committed to us too. Whatever comes our way, we’ll face it together.”As exhaustion pulled me into sleep, I felt a rare sense of peace settle over me. The doubts that had once gnawed at the edges of my mind were beginning to fade, replaced by the quiet certainty that Alessandro and I were on the right path.But even as I embraced that sense of calm, a small part of me couldn’t ignore the lingering weight of Adrian’s last message. His words echoed in my thoughts more often than I wanted to admit. There was something unresolved there, something that refused to fade into the backg
Sarah POVHis words carried an unmistakable edge of jealousy, laced with something deeper frustration, maybe even desperation. I could hear it in the way Adrian spoke, the way he hesitated just a fraction of a second before choosing his words. He wasn’t ready to let go, that much was obvious. But I had already made my decision.I wasn’t going to let the past interfere with the fragile, beautiful thing Alessandro and I were rebuilding.Instead of answering Adrian right away, I chose to ignore the message, setting my phone aside with a steadying breath. The temptation to respond, to offer him some kind of closure, gnawed at me, but I resisted. The best thing I could do for myself for my relationship was to keep my distance. Even if it hurt.So I threw myself into work that day, immersing myself in tasks, focusing on anything that kept my mind from drifting back to Adrian’s lingering words. But even as I busied myself with emails and meetings, I felt the weight of the unresolved tension
Sarah POVHis words settled deep within me, reassuring me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed. But there was still one more thing I had to say, a truth that needed to be voiced.“I wanted to let you know that I spoke to Adrian,” I admitted, watching his face carefully. “I told him we needed some space. I want you to know that you’re my priority, and I won’t let anything or anyone come between us.”For a moment, Alessandro didn’t say anything. His expression was unreadable, but then his shoulders dropped slightly, and he exhaled a breath he had probably been holding for too long. When he finally spoke, his voice was steady, appreciative. “Thank you for that, Sarah. I appreciate it. I’ve been worried about how much he’s been around, but I didn’t want to pressure you.”I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “I understand,” I murmured. “But you don’t need to worry. I’m committed to making this work. We’ve come too far to let anything get in the way now.”His thumb brushed over my knuckles,
Sarah POVSarah's POVAs the days passed after Adrian's unexpected visit, the tension between Alessandro and me began to ease. We had successfully navigated a difficult moment, but I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that Adrian's presence was still a looming threat to our relationship. Even when things felt light and easy between Alessandro and me, a small, anxious voice in the back of my mind kept whispering reminders of the past—of Adrian’s influence, of the confusion he stirred within me. I knew I had to confront the situation head-on, not just for Alessandro's sake, but for my own peace of mind.It was a bright, clear afternoon when I finally decided to send a message to Adrian. The sun streamed in through the curtains, casting golden patterns on the floor, but despite the warmth of the day, I felt an unmistakable chill settle in my bones. The words didn’t come easily, but I knew they were necessary.Message to Adrian:Hi Adrian, I think we must maintain some distance for a whil
Sarah POVBeside me, Alessandro shifts. His voice is calm, firm, but there’s an unmistakable edge to it. “We’ve been trying to focus on our relationship and work through things together. I appreciate your concern, but I think it’s important for us to handle this on our own.”Adrian’s gaze flicks to Alessandro, and for a moment, the air crackles with unspoken tension. Then he looks back at me. “I get it. I just didn’t realize how deep things were between you two. I guess I’m still trying to understand where I fit into all of this.”A pang of something guilt, frustration, maybe both presses against my ribs. I take a deep breath, steadying myself. “Adrian, you have to understand that I’m trying to rebuild my relationship with Alessandro. I’ve made it clear that I need to focus on that, and your presence here complicates things.”For the first time since he arrived, something in Adrian’s expression shifts. His shoulders relax just slightly, and some of the steeliness in his eyes fades. Th
Sarah POVThe tension in the kitchen is thick enough to cut with a knife. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the rich aroma of butter sizzling in the pan, but none of it is enough to mask the growing unease settling over the room. Adrian takes a seat at the table without waiting for an invitation, his movements deliberate yet casual, as if trying to stake a claim on the moment. I sense Alessandro’s eyes on me, his concern pressing against my skin like a silent question. He doesn’t have to say anything—I already know he’s on high alert.I try to steady my nerves, pushing down the wave of anxiety clawing its way up my chest. This unexpected visit could be nothing more than an awkward inconvenience, a minor speed bump on the road Alessandro and I are rebuilding. Or it could be the kind of turning point that shifts the entire course of our relationship.I glance at Alessandro, searching for reassurance in the warm depths of his gaze. He gives me a small, firm nod—silent suppo
Sarah POVWe move in perfect harmony in the kitchen, our bodies falling into an effortless rhythm as we prepare breakfast together. The scent of sizzling butter and warm spices fills the air, mingling with the quiet hum of our laughter. It’s easy, natural like slipping into a well-worn routine.Alessandro reaches for the same cutting board as I do, his fingers grazing mine. The brief contact sends a spark through me, and I glance up at him, my breath hitching slightly. He notices. His lips curl into a knowing smile, and for a moment, the rest of the world fades away.“You’re distracted,” he murmured, his voice laced with amusement.I smirk, shaking my head. “You wish.”His laugh is low and warm, wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. As the food on the stove begins to sizzle, Alessandro gently nudges me with his hip, pulling me closer to him. His touch is light, almost teasing, but there’s something deeper in the way he looks at me.“Sarah,” he says, his voice dropping into a w