Novel-novel oleh Happiness F

Six long months went by, and Adriana had become the anchor of both her company and Antonio’s by balancing her responsibilities as a mother, a businesswoman, and a woman still clinging to hope.Exactly on a Friday evening, she arrived at the hospital again with Hardin and Tessa right beside her. They climbed onto her lap as she sat beside Antonio’s bed, staring at his peaceful but unmoving face.“I really miss Daddy, Mommy,” Tessa whispered again sadly as she played with the bedsheet.Adriana forced a smile. “I know, baby. He misses us too. He can hear you, sweetheart. Tell him everything you want to say, just like always.”“Will you wake up now, Daddy?” Hardin said the same words he’d been repeating during the past visits.Adriana sighed and reached for Antonio’s hand instead. “I love you so much, and we've all really missed you. Please, come back to us, Tonio,” she whispered sadly.Right then, as if heaven had finally heard them, Antonio’s finger suddenly twitched. Adriana saw this,

Since Eros used a silencer, no one knew what he had done inside the house. He simply walked away from the crime scene and drove straight back to his mansion. The moment he arrived, he picked up his iPad and began recording a live video.“Hello, peeps,” he started, his vision slightly blurry. “Because of some personal issues, I won’t be able to manage my company in California anymore. So I’m transferring all my company shares to Abby—my loyal business partner who helped fight for the company in the first place.” He lifted a document as proof of the transfer, then ended the live stream.Within a minute, millions had already viewed it.Smirking wickedly, he walked to his bar and continued drinking. He didn’t need anyone to tell him; he knew his time in this world already felt over. But despite this, he had no intention of turning himself in.“”””Back in California, Abby stared at the video with her mouth hanging open. With so much profit now within reach, she didn’t care why Eros had gi

A week had passed, and Antonio hadn’t woken up from the coma. For the entire week, Adriana refused to go to work, let alone continue the project. Exactly on a fresh Monday morning, the assassin in police custody finally confessed after days of interrogation and torture. With proof of the half-payment Eros had sent him now revealed, Adriana insisted on following the cops to arrest the mastermind. When they arrived at his penthouse, the officers asked Adriana and her bodyguards to stay back while they went inside to search. Adriana obeyed for her own safety as she waited anxiously in her car. A few minutes later, the cops marched out, looking visibly frustrated. Adriana immediately stepped out of the car. “Where is he?” she demanded, impatience brimming in her tone. “He seems to have fled, ma’am. The entire penthouse is empty,” the detective replied. Adriana almost lost her balance as the words hit her. Her eyes fluttered rapidly, and she swallowed hard before speaking. “He can’t go

The gunshot was silent. No one but Adriana heard it, as her eyes caught the flash after hearing her name. Right immediately, her heart stopped. “Tonio!” she screamed into the microphone, her voice echoing across the hall, making every head turn toward the commotion. With panic surging through her veins, she tore off the microphone and tried to run towards him. But before she could take more than a few steps, the assassin yanked the silencer off his gun and fired into the air. The loud crack of the gunshot split the room like thunder, screams filling the hall as guests ducked for cover while security guards rushed forward. Before Adriana could reach Antonio, two of her guards caught her by the arms, pulling her back to safety. “I'll shoot him again if anyone dares to move!" The gunman shouted, his weapon now aimed directly at Antonio, who was kneeling on the floor and clutching his bleeding chest. “No!” Adriana cried, struggling against the guards, her voice breaking with raw terror

Monday morning arrived—long-awaited, yet strangely heavy. Adriana woke up with a weight in her chest instead of excitement, even though it was supposed to be a big day. After finishing her morning routine, she went downstairs to find her twins already at the dining table, eating and chatting softly between bites. Once breakfast was done, she walked them out and watched as the car took them to school, their small waves from the back seat lingering in her mind long after they disappeared down the street. Her driver took her next, pulling up to her company’s glass-front building. There, she saw Antonio stepping out of his car at the exact same moment she did. Their eyes met just for a few seconds—hers, unreadable, his, full of unspoken regret. But then, she turned away, walking briskly into the building without a single word. Antonio exhaled a deep sigh, watching her disappear through the glass doors before following behind. He had planned to talk to her—but not this early. Not when he

“Tonio!” Adriana screamed, disbelief and confusion flooding her voice as Steve staggered backward. “You don’t have to believe whatever that bastard said,” Antonio snapped, his head lowering toward hers. “Really?” Steve cut in, straightening as he wiped the blood from his lip. “Then just ask him, Riana,” he said, his eyes piercing hers with a persuasive calm. “Stop calling her that!” Antonio barked, his fists tightening at his sides. “Well, I do have to know why you wanted to get close to me in the first place,” Adriana shot back, her voice sharp and trembling with anger. Antonio froze, his face tightening like someone terrified to revisit the past. “Did you…” she began, her voice cracking. “...did you really make a bet with Eros about winning me back?” Her hazel eyes searched his, as she trembled while demanding the truth. Antonio swallowed hard, his throat burning as he met her gaze in silence. “Answer me, Antonio,” Adriana whispered, her tone coming out quieter, but still fi

Lyra's POVMy lashes fluttered erratically as I processed his words. He knew Elena had come to me. What she said about him being unable to reach climax was true. And now, he wanted me to—Hell no!“I'm not doing that!” I snapped, maintaining his piercing gaze.He chuckled lightly before lowering his hand from my chin. “Fine,” he muttered. “You should leave now. I need a private moment with my real mistress.”I glared at him for a moment in silence before snatching the blade from his desk and hurrying out.Without giving Elena a glance, I stormed past her and slammed the door behind me.What a heartless monster! I cursed under my breath as I marched back to my room.~The next day, late in the evening, I began dialing Ava's number at exactly 9 p.m.She picked up on the first ring.“Hi, Lyra,” she said calmly into the phone.“Ava,” I said, unsure of what to say first.There was a brief silence between us before she spoke again. “You don't have to say anything. I know everything that is

Lyra's POVI froze at her words. “How did you know what I asked for?” I demanded, looking at her.“I came from the Mind-Weaver bloodline,” she stated frankly, putting on a cheeky smile.“So, you read minds?” I asked in dismay.“Yeah. But only when I want to and I’m allowed to,” she said with a small shrug.“Seriously? You've been reading my mind all this while?” I stood, my eyes pressing her down in disbelief.She sighed so calmly. “No. I've not been,” she murmured. “I mean, your wolf never allowed me to read your mind until earlier today, when you stepped out of his room.”“My wolf?”She smiled faintly, still calmly seated. “Yes. Your not-so-robust wolf.”“So, that's what you do? Invading people's privacy without being given permission to?” I asked, my lashes flicking with irritation.“Okay, fine! I'm sorry. I just wanted to know why you were so angry,” she said, sounding somewhat sincere.“I'm still pissed. What are you even doing here?” I repeated.To my surprise, she smirked. “Why

Lyra's POV My eyes twitched slightly at his last request. I had just revealed to him crucial information that no one but me could have provided, yet he wanted something else? “Time's running,” he muttered, bringing my hand off his chest and shifting slightly to concentrate on adjusting his cufflinks. “I think I offered enough,” I muttered, turning slightly to look at him. “I’m literally the one asking to be claimed here despite not being your mate. I know of the unavoidable consequences attached to that.” He smirked as he focused on me again. “You know no Alpha makes any woman his Luna without marking her first.” I rolled my eyes slightly. “Fine. You also have my loyalty,” I said frustratingly. “Just until I have my revenge. I'm not planning to be bound to you forever.” He released a subtle chortle, his amber eyes pressing me down. “I command loyalty, little wolf,” he whispered. “Well, mine can't be commanded,” I said, looking him in the eye. “And that's why I'm offering i

Lyra's POV “Killing you will be too merciful,” he breathed against my lips, his grip still firm around my chin. He studied every flicker of emotion across my face for a few seconds before finally releasing me and taking a step backward. “Leave,” he ordered, his voice cold and final. I remained against the wall, staring at him in stunned silence. He was really letting me go unpunished? “Don't make me repeat myself,” he stated calmly, his gaze hardening. Without another word, I simply obeyed. As I walked through the corridor back to my room, I couldn't help but wonder why he had decided to spare me. “I see you already have his attention. That worries me, Lyra.” Elena's voice suddenly cut through my thoughts. There, I saw her leaning against a door a few feet away, her arms loosely folded. I stopped in front of her. "Why? You care that he might kill me soon like the rest of his mistresses, or are you just jealous?” She chuckled softly, shaking her head. I frowned, my

Lyra's POV The moment he walked into the room, the men around the long table immediately straightened. I hesitated at the doorway for a few seconds before finally following him inside. There were five men seated around the table, all dressed in dark suits bearing his golden wolf crest. Their attention briefly shifted toward me before returning to their Alpha. "Continue," Valdren ordered, taking his place at the head of the table while ignoring the displeased looks on their faces. One of the men cleared his throat. "As we were saying, Alpha, Alpha Jake officially named his twins as the Crescent Pack's heirs yesterday during a feast involving only his pack council. In a week from now, he will re-announce them during another feast involving the Alphas and Lunas from across the four territories.” My fingers curled. Sarah had really meant what she said about celebrating my replacement while handing me off to a man I'd never met until yesterday. "And?" Valdren prompted. "The an

Lyra's POV Elena's eyes met with mine. “I have to go now,” she murmured and followed the guard. As they disappeared through the glass, I remained rooted to the spot, unable to stop pondering about the mystery behind the deaths of Valdren's late mistresses. Releasing a thoughtful sigh, I also approached the glass door. Upon stepping out, I saw two guards coming from one of the eastern corridors, one of them speaking quietly. "...the Crescent Pack's Alpha's new official heirs will be reannounced in a week. Heard their Alpha is inviting every other Alpha and Luna across the four territories. Our intel team picked up the invite this morning.” I instinctively halted as Jake's words from yesterday immediately returned to me: "Sarah gave me a son and a daughter—twins with my true Alpha blood." Snapping out of my trance, I quickly followed the two guards, who continued walking, unaware of my presence. "Once everything's all settled, the Crescent Pack will—" one of them said, hi