Chapter: Chapter 73LILIAN'S P.O.VI stared at the headphones lying on my bed It's been a while since I wore them. Usually, loud music—Rock, electronic, hip-hop, or whatever — loud music used to make me happy.No, not happy, more than thatIt used to make me feel Alive. It consumed all of my senses and drowned the voices in my head. Loud music was a place of comfort, a place I ran to for escape.The beat held my falling frame together, and the stinging ring in my ears when the music finished made my splitting mind less of a problem.But lately, nothing had been able to hold me together. Not even music. No matter how loud I turned it to, those voices in my head kept tormenting me.I thought I had somehow been free from them. But they just proved themselves to be Ghosts. Ghosts that disappear and reappear whenever they like, with the intent of tormenting their victims to death.It's been months since I met them at Mr Cappellucci's casino—The Phoenix, and after that day Alberto caught me, I thought I was f
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 72CALISTA'S P.O.V I was lighter on my feet today. More relaxed, more at ease, more comfortable in my skin, and if I were being honest, it was all because of my husband, Roman. He's been by my side like a watch keeper, his eyes always checking to make sure I'm alright, eating well, sleeping fine. If It wasn't for him, I would have long given in to the reflection in the shower glass and ended my life. Now, I don't see the reflection anymore, and sometimes, in some rare moments when I look into the mirror, I see what Roman sees in me. Someone strong, beautiful, and strong enough to endure all I have. So yes. I am strong. I am brave. I was barely seven when my mother looked me in the eye and told me that she loved me, but committed suicide an hour later. I didn't let that define me. My mother was trapped in a marriage she never wanted to be in, and she had a child she would otherwise not have chosen to have. My father had tolerated my existence, if only so he wasn't tagged ‘Childless’
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-27
Chapter: Chapter 71ROMAN'S P.O.VKindness and mercy were a language I didn't understand. To rule as Capo, to stand as Don, to wear the crown of a Mafia king in this world, to even be a successful businessman, I had to be brutal, unforgiving, and ruthless.And I was damm good at being ruthless. I thrived in it, I built a name from it. Romano Cappellucci wasn't just a person, he was the fear that seeped deep into your mind, the kind of name you don't dare say out loud. The topic only to be discussed in whispers.I have also come a long way from who I used to be. Ever since that early morning when I met Calista, things for me and things around me had changed.None of my ruthless tendencies existed around her, my shadows ran away when her light came into my life. I changed. I did something I didn't think I was capable of. Something that Elio had worked his whole life to make sure I would never become—I fell in love.I'm still falling, in this bottomless depth called love because every day, I mean every si
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-25
Chapter: Chapter 70ROMAN'S P.O.VOn day seventeen, at six fourteen PM, Calista came downstairs for the first time since she returned.I guided her slowly, step by step, our family waiting at the bottom for this very moment: Nonna, Lucas, and Lillian. Calista let me hold her hand as we walked, and the simple weight of her fingers wrapped around mine nearly undid me. That small gesture was proof of her fight, her courage. Proof that my wife was still here.With her free hand, she scratched the back of her neck and then she leaned into me and whispered “I'm not so sure about this, Roman” Calista's blue-gray eyes were large as she took in everything. Her dress hung loosely on her, she had lost some weight since that day, but all the same, she was my Calista. Breathtaking and effortlessly beautiful.My Wife. Beautiful and strong. I've never been more proud of a person.“It's okay,” I told her, quietly but steadily. “Just remember everything we discussed”For the last three days, I've turned into her perso
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-19
Chapter: Chapter 69CALISTA'S P. O. VThe nights were the worst.Roman left the lights on anytime we slept, because the darkness suffocated me. Demons and monsters crawled out from the darkness and nearly strangled me to death.But unfortunately, I never died.Roman had asked if I wanted to see a therapist since I was having sleeping paralysis, and like every other time he offered something that could help me, I refused. I wasn't only refusing his help, I was refusing him.I couldn't let Roman touch me or sleep next to me. That day in the shower had been an exception. The thought of Roman and me being intimate made panic seize my chest. He had tried to touch my hand once, but I screamed and scrambled away like he was bruising me with hot coal. That day gutted me. Roman had tried to mask it—the pain in his face, but I saw right through those beautiful whiskey coloured eyes. I saw the hurt in his face, the flicker of pain, and the way his breath stalled. He had taken a deep breath and whispered to me “D
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-18
Chapter: Chapter 68ROMAN’S P.O.VThe first time I set eyes on Calista, she was looking for a way out.I had offered her something simple, or at least I thought it would be simple— a marriage of convenience, for her freedom from Matteo with no emotions attached.It was never supposed to spiral into something real. I hadn't imagined that I'd wake up praying to see her smile. I didn't know that she'd grow so deep on me, that I'd feel every flicker of pain she felt.I didn't believe I would fall in love, but I did. I fell, brutally, unapologetically in love with Calista CappellucciNow, months later, she's still looking for a way out of... everything, and it's my fault. I promised her I would protect her, I promised her that I would shield her, but I failed.I failed as her husband.If I had just accepted my feelings earlier on, if I hadn't used Coraline to hit Calista's pride, if I had just come to terms with the inexplicable love that consumed me, slithered deep into my bones, and engraved itself in my so
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-15
Reclaiming His Ex-wife; At all costs!
Vengeance is her's, not God's.
Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell.
Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him.
Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite.
Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?
Basahin
Chapter: SEVENTYASHLEY'S P.O.VI was breathless.Energized, filled, and breathless, but still, worriedWarning bells rang in my mind, filing me with a sense of dread and danger. A sound of mild exhaustion slid out from me as I brought a hand to touch my lips.Kellan and I had kissed for what could be minutes or hours even. I could still feel his lips on mine, still taste him on my tongue. I could still feel the way his hands held my face and stomach while he kissed me.Kellan had pulled back, his eyes full of love and wistfulness and gratitude, then he said “Eat...and stay” and with that, he left, taking away the warmth and comfort of his presence I almost, almost called out to him. I almost told him to stay with me, but words failed me and I watched as he walked out the door.Stay.My cheeks warmed at the thought as I propped one strawberry from the tray into my mouth. Kellan had made me toast and scrambled eggs, and added a bowl of fruit too.It was good, but the taste barely registered in my head
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-22
Chapter: SIXTY NINEASHLEY'S P.O.VIt was the scent of something new yet sweetly familiar that woke me up.I blinked, trying to take in my surroundings. Where was I?The walls weren't white, and I couldn't smell antiseptic in the air. My heart calmed down, I didn't even know it was racing like that. Instantly, my hand moved to my stomach, touching and caressing the curve of it lightly. As if sensing my worries, my little girl kicked me, giving me the confirmation that she was still there, still here with me, healthy and safe in mommy's stomach.My eyes fluttered closed in relief and thanks. Trapped in that elevator is something I never, ever want to experience again. For some few minutes, it took me back to that day of the miscarriage, that was how I felt—trapped.I proped one elbow down on the soft linen, the sheer comfort of them made me sigh. Slowly, my vision began to clear as I took in the large bedroom of grass green and cream colour. The walls were done in a soft milky color, complemented by curt
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-20
Chapter: SIXTY EIGHT KELLAN'S P.O.VThe floor beneath us dropped and....“Aaaahh” Ashley screamed, a sound that pressed into me harder than the straps and rope around my body. Her nails dug into my back while she held me tighter “Shhh. It's okay. It's okay” I whispered, my words steady despite the situation. Ashley shook her head against my neck, sobs shaking her body, and hot tears dropped on my skin. “We're fall..fallling” The lock of my arms around her tightened. I pressed my lips against her hair, muttering soft, soothing words. “We're not. It’s just a slip. I’ve got you.”The elevator groaned again, but it wasn't anything threatening, the car just slid a few inches down. Her sobs seemed to die down, but she didn't raise her face, didn't look at me. “We're...not?”Above us, the firefighters began pulling again.I focused on her breath, her warm tears, the sound of her sobs, and the feeling of completeness from having her in my hands again.I placed another kiss on her hair. My heart was shredding
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-19
Chapter: SIXTY SEVENKELLAN'S P.O.VIt was all black at first.Swirls of black made it difficult to see clearly as I walked up the stairs.Fourth floor. I could hear their voices from the fourth floor. A cough wracked me. Violent, shaking, and racking my whole body.My eyes burned, and my lungs felt like lead. I covered my nose and mouth with one hand while bracing the other on the railing as I willed my feet to move faster.Instead of giving in to the suffocating air of black that seemed to be slowly choking life out of me, I wondered about Ashley. What state was she in, is she alright? Have the firefighters managed to get her out of the elevator?It was those questions that fueled me with a rush of breath and adrenaline, making me resist the urge to collapse due to the smoke. I kept running. One stairs. Two. Three. I pressed my shirt over my mouth and nose, my breath was wet and raw, filled with the bitter taste of smoke. Another hard cough tore out of my chest, almost doubling me over, my eyes felt
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-18
Chapter: SIXTY SIXKELLAN'S P.O.VA sense of dread coiled low in my gut. I don't know why, but this was very similar to that ‘Parasite’ I had felt on my way to bring back Ashley from Dallas.This feeling—whatever it was-was heightened by the events of the past three days.Everything was short of chaotic and...strange. First, it was visiting July's home and learning that Ashley hadn't lived there for a long while.I didn't lose the hope or zeal I had gone with, so with those lilies and pink roses seated in the back seat of my car, waiting for me to hand them over to the rightful owner, I had propped open my laptop and searched for Ashley.On a normal day, if things were normal and not...strange, finding Ashley shouldn't have been a problem for anyone —especially me, a tech genius.But to my utmost shock and sudden dread, her database was wiped clean from the internet. It was as if Ashley Harrington or Ashley Langston had never existed.Strange. Dreadful and purposefully.It was too clean, the work too w
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-16
Chapter: SIXTY FIVEASHELY’S P.O.V.Tobias, I've concluded, wanted something from me.I tried not to harden my jaw as the kettle whistled, jerking me out of my thoughts. About five minutes ago, he knocked on my door asking if I was busy or needed help. I said no, of course, but then he volunteered to look at the faulty faucet I had mentioned in passing.“Sugar?” I asked, not looking away from the kettle.I wish July or any of the girls were around today, because how do I handle all the awkwardness? How do I politely tell Tobias that I wasn't in the right state of mind to entertain guests?I could feel him standing by the doorway, checking out my apartment with that grin of his. “Yes, please,” He answered from behind me.I took the kettle off the burner and poured hot water into a mug of tea. After two swirls with a spoon, I turned to him.Tobias was indeed leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed and a gleam in his eyes as he watched me walk towards him. I tried not to cringe or let my expression of
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-15
Chapter: Chapter 18YVONNE'S P.O.VI stared at the pregnancy test kit like it could come to life and bite me.Apprehension made my stomach churn. Yesterday, after suspecting pregnancy, I stopped by the supermarket and bought the kit I'm currently having a staring contest with.“Just do it” I muttered, trying to encourage myself, summoning up a courage I didn't feel.After another wasted minute of contemplation, I let out a loud groan and closed the box, then I beelined towards the living room where I had left my bag.I had a few minutes left to arrive at work on time, so that meant I'd be skipping breakfast—not my biggest problem, considering that I've lost my appetite since yesterday.My blazer and skirt felt chaffing against my skin, and I smothered the deep blue skirt with tense hands.“It's a new day Yvonne. Put all your worries aside and focus on the day. Usually, when I talk to myself, it lightens my mood, but recently, that hasn't been helping.I knew I should just brace up and take the damming pr
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-23
Chapter: Chapter 17YVONNE'S P.O.VThere's something wrong with Edgar Okay, there's always, and I mean always something wrong with Edgar. During our five years of marriage, he's been paranoid, angry, tired, or something.It was always something with him, so much so that I was used to his mood swings, how he would change from hot to cold faster than a broken faucet. The way he could be happy watching a soccer match one minute and the next is throwing a fit if his pasta isn't spicy enough.That was life with Edgar, I was always on my toes, walking on eggshells, and I couldn't do anything about it because every time I tried, he would threaten to expose my father's secrets and ruin my family.There were days when I considered leaving regardless of his threats, but then I considered many things. Like how I already endured him for years, so what was the need to walk away? And even if I did, my reputation would be soiledSo I stayed.But never did I imagine that he'd be the one to walk away. His divorce messag
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-09
Chapter: Chapter 16CLAYTON'S P.OVThe emergency wasn’t business. It was a person.Aunt Stephanie had been on my last bloody nerve long before Italy, but lately she’d gotten worse, turned into a thorn underneath my skin. If not for her, I wouldn’t have cut our trip short.Not that I feared her. Stephanie was nothing but a disturbing noise, all bark with no bite.But things are different. Now I have Yvonne to protect. And dangerous or not, I wasn't putting her in Aunt Stephanie's line of sight.Last week, while we were still in Tuscany, my private investigator informed me she was digging into my location. I knew her too well, she's cunning and greedy, always wanting more than she has. Her position on the broad isn't enough to satisfy her lust for power. Aunt Stephanie has had her eyes on the CEO's position for a very, very long time. Staying in Italy longer was a risk. If Stephanie found out, she would capitalize on the trip, maybe tipped off tabloids with stories of scandal and a few photographs. I di
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Chapter 15YVONNE’S P.O.VFor me, Happiness was a thing that didn't last.I knew, deep within me I knew that this moment in Tuscany would come to an end. That we would return to Seattle, Mr Voss would go to his world, and I'd go back to mine. Still, every day since we arrived, that fluttering in my chest for my Boss grew stronger and stronger.I felt it the first time I crashed into his body that night, when he held me and let me cry in his arms. And even though he was a stranger, I had never felt so safe with someone as I did then.Then, after stepping up for me when Edgar tried to humiliate me, that small spark of attraction blazed into something else. I tried to keep it under check, I tried not to let this forbidden feeling consume me, but every day I spend with Mr Voss, tucked here in the quiet and beauty of Italy, this feeling grows.It burns.And it shouldn't. My attraction to my Boss is despicable and shameful. I'm sure that if Mr Voss knew how much I daydreamed of him, he would keep his
Huling Na-update: 2025-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 14YVONNE'S P. O. VMr Voss seemed different, uptight today, more closed off.He hadn't smiled once or thrown a casual compliment my way. This morning, I made an attempt to start a conversation, but his phone rang and I lost the little courage I had summonedI fumbled with my purse as we entered the sleek black car waiting outside the villa. Today we were meeting with some jewelry designers who wanted to merge their brand under the SilverThorn group to gain more sales and reputation.Mr Voss ended his call, a frown formed between his perfectly arched brows as he read a text message. I tried peeping to see what had him so unsettled, but I couldn't make out the tiny words on his screen.Today, a quiet tension clung to Mr Voss like a shadow, It shouldn't have bothered me this much, but it did. I tried thinking of what to say to lighten his dull mood today, but no idea came to my head. So I just leaned back as the driver drove us to the meeting destination“Bloody hell,” Mr Voss cursed unde
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 13CLAYTON'S P. O. VI couldn't sleep.Not even a damm wink.My throat felt dry again. I lay in the dark, the soft night breeze rustling the trees outside. A sliver of moonlight crept in from the window, illuminating the otherwise dark roomI turned again, willing my mind to rest, but it wouldn't listen. The sheets were tangled at my feet from how much I had tossed and turned, and I brought a hand over my face like it could shut out the images I've in my head since noon.But they kept coming. Each one more visceral than the last. When I closed my eyes, it felt like she was here with me, lying besides me, with her hair splayed over the pillow as I buried my finger in the inky strands, while she slept and murmured quietly after I would have loved and worshiped every inch of her beautiful body.I groaned and sat upright, then I stretched over to pick up my phone from the nightstand. It was a few minutes past midnight.When I close my eyes, I see her standing in front of that mirror, her ski
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-15
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