Novels by Oma’s story

Jane’s POV“I’ll take my leave now, but you should know this,” Allen’s grandmother said, her voice calm but sharp in that dangerous way. “On no account will I allow any man to abuse my daughter-in-law the way that man just did.”She ran her hand gently over my hair, her touch warm, grounding.“It must have been very hard for you,” she added softly, then pulled me into a hug before I could even react.“I’ll be back, alright?” she said when she pulled away. “And trust me, the next time you see those men, they’ll be crawling on their knees, begging you to spare them.”She placed my hand in Allen’s.“Grandmother, there’s no need—” Allen started.“No. Let me handle it,” she cut in. “He disrespected you as a woman, as my grandson’s wife, and I won’t tolerate that. I’d be damned if I don’t protect the only woman my grandson has brought home in years.”She pressed a kiss to my cheek, then turned and walked away like she hadn’t just promised war.I stood there for a second, stunned, before fin

Jane's POV "You know you don't have to see him, he's in private property and I could have him cleared from here this instant," Allen said but I shook my head."No,""Dear, I trust Allen to do this much for you, he's your husband and your safety depends on him...""Grandmother, I appreciate your worries for me, but I want to assure you that I've got this, if it gets too much, I'll let you know, I'll signal, I just need to lead my fight too, for once," I said with a terse smile."But..." Allen moved to say but his grandmother held him back."Let her go," I smiled again and stepped out of the house to Alaric standing outside, his face red with fury."You this bitch!" He yelled, stomping forward."What? What do you want to do? Hit me?" I questioned, staring at me."Your fuckin husband destabilized my trade, the company, he's destroying it!" He yelled, hissing."I thought he did much more than that," I replied with a smug smile."You seem to have forgotten who's who here, I'm your husban

Allen's POV Next day I didn't know when I slept off with Jane in my arms, all I remembered was the sound of a knock on the door and me shushing the guard to not wake Jane up. "I'm sorry for the interruption Mr Allen, but your grandmother is here, and she's refused to leave," He relayed. "Tell her I'm not at home," "She said she'll wait for you," The guard said again, swallowing hard. "Then find a way to make sure I don't meet her outside—" "No, that's not polite, that's rude and very bad, you cannot just chase your grandmother away," Jane spoke, sitting up. "No, Jane, you don't know her as I—" "If this whole thing about being your wife is valid,let her in," She said, standing this time around. "Jane, I'll handle—" “Handle it by asking your guards to throw her out like some debtor?” she questioned, rolling her eyes. “That is not what I said,” I replied, already regretting waking up. She crossed her arms, fully awake now, hair a mess, eyes sharp like she’d bee

Next day "Did you do it?" I asked, William as he walked in."Yes sir," He replied, handing his tab to me."I didn't cause any physical damages like his company burning, he's been expecting some contract important that could change everything for their company, and they were supposed to be signed today, however, I made the other party change it and give it to the second best option," he relayed, smiling."And her father?" I asked."We're still on it, before the end of today, he'll get what he deserves,"I handed the tablet back to William, satisfaction settling quietly in my chest. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just… settled.“Good,” I said. “Let him panic for a bit. Men like Alaric only learn when their comfort is threatened.”William nodded. “He’s already making calls. Loud ones.”“Even better.”He hesitated, then added, “As for Mr. Hastings… we found something interesting.”My eyes lifted. “Go on.”“One of his import companies has been falsifying customs declarations for years. Small adj

Allen's POV "To the warehouse," I said as William drove away wordlessly."What information do you have about her husband, Alaric?" I asked."Just the basics, I could have our men look into it," He replied as he took a turn that led to the warehouse."Before you do that, find something to do, that'll make both her father and himself lose money, give them some issues, irreparable and something bad enough to keep their hands busy for the next months,William glanced at me briefly through the rearview mirror, then back to the road. “That can be arranged, sir. But if I may ask… are we talking financial pressure, or total collapse?”“Collapse,” I replied without hesitation. “But quietly. No noise. No headlines. I want them bleeding money and too distracted to remember Jane exists.”He nodded slowly. “Understood.”The car rolled through the dark streets, city lights blurring past the window. My phone buzzed on the seat beside me, but I didn’t check it. I already knew what it would be. Eithe

Jane’s POV I let out a breath that was half laugh, half sigh. “Don’t start. I’m still getting used to the sound of it.”Before she could reply, the doorbell rang.Once, then again, louder.Celine frowned. “Are you expecting anyone?”My heart did that annoying little jump it had been doing all day. “No.”The doorbell rang again, followed by a knock that was definitely not polite.Celine stood. “I’ll check.”I didn’t even have time to argue before she was already walking toward the door. I pushed myself up from the bed, nerves crawling under my skin, and followed a few steps behind.She opened the door, and there was Allen standing there.Not calm, not smiling, not in that controlled, unreadable mood he usually wore like armor. His jacket was off, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened like he’d yanked it in frustration. His eyes went straight to me, sharp and dark and very much not relaxed.“Hi,” Celine said slowly. “Uh… you look like you’re about to fight someone.”“Already did,” he replied