LOGINAdrian’s POV
I couldn’t sleep. Not because I wasn’t tired but because I kept thinking about her. The way she looked when I walked into that room. She looked lost and shaken, she was trying so hard to hold herself together. I didn’t like it. I didn’t like that some pathetic excuse of a man had that much effect on her. And I definitely didn’t like the fact that she didn’t tell me. That didn’t sit right with me. I stood by the window, phone in hand, replaying everything Vee had said. Aaron. The name alone irritated me. Her ex-boyfriend, Pathetic and desperate. He was stupid enough to think he could get away with threatening my wife. A slow smile formed on my lips, he picked the wrong woman. I dialed a number. “Find him.” “I want everything. Where he lives, who he talks to, what he does. Everything.” “Yes, sir.” I ended the call. This wasn’t going to take long, I trusted my sources. I stepped out, expecting to see her, but the hallway was empty. She was probably still asleep. For a second, I considered knocking but I didn’t. My phone buzzed. “Talk.” “We found him.” “Send me the location.” “Sir, there’s something else.” My jaw tightened. “What?” “He’s already made contact again. He sent another message this morning.” Amber’s POV I woke up feeling lighter. Not because the problem was solved but because he said he would handle it. For some reason I believed in him. My phone buzzed. “Time is running out.” My fingers trembled. Another message came in almost immediately. “Or should I send it to your dear husband first?” My breath hitched but before I could even think, the phone was taken from my hand. I looked up, Adrian. “You’re not responding to him,” he said. I blinked. “Adrian, I…” “You’re not responding,” he repeated, firmer this time. I hesitated then nodded. He handed the phone back to me. “Get ready. We’re going out.” I frowned. “Where?” His gaze didn’t soften. “To fix our problem.” I stared at his retreating figure and there was something different about him, something intense. But strangely, It didn’t scare me, It reassured me. “Adrian…” I called softly. He paused but didn’t turn. “Thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet.” Adrian’s POV I’m sure If she knew what I was about to do, she wouldn’t be thanking me. We eventually got moving, the car ride was quiet. Amber sat beside me, stealing glances every now and then. Curiosity and confusion written all over her face. We pulled up in front of a run-down apartment building. I stepped out and she followed. “Adrian, what are we doing here?” I looked at the building, then at her. “You’ll find out.” We got into the building and stopped in front of a door. I knocked, once and twice then it opened. There he was. Aaron. He looked confused at first, then nervous. I have him a half baked smile as I entered the house. “You’ve been busy,” I said calmly. His face was drained of color. “I…I don’t know what you’re talking about…” I stepped forward. “You made a mistake,” I cut in quietly. “A very expensive one.” His voice shook. “I’m sorry, please don’t…” “Sorry?” I cut in. “Does sorry take away what she went through?” He was still fighting for words when I ordered my men. “Handle him.” Amber’s POV I stood there, frozen. Watching everything unfold. I watched Adrian, the way he carried himself and the way his voice changed. He looked different today from the usual business tycoon. Aaron looked terrified and intimidated. He looked like a dog running away from being a prey and I almost laughed and for once, I didn’t feel bad. “Handle him.” I knew exactly what that meant. And honestly, he deserved it. The sound of blows filled the room. I watched as he was beaten helplessly but still, I didn’t stop it. Atleast, not immediately. But then it was almost escalating, so I moved. I tugged at Adrian’s sleeve. “That’s enough,” I said quietly. “I’m sure he’s learned.” He looked at me like he was trying to figure something out then he nodded slightly and the men stopped. “Take everything,” he ordered. “Phones. Laptops. Anything he used and make sure you destroy all.” The men ran sacked the house and left with all of his devices. Adrian stepped closer to Aaron. “Look at her carefully.” Aaron trembled. “Because if you ever come near her again” “I won’t warn you next time.” And just like that, we left. **** The silence in the car felt different now. He kept glancing at me more like he was trying to study me. “You don’t look scared,” he said finally. “Why?” I turned to him. “Should I be?” I shrugged slightly.“You just solved our problem, if anything, I should be grateful.” He looked at me in quiet amusement. “Thank you so much, Adrian,” I said, leaning into him. He didn’t respond immediately nor did he move. Then slowly, his hand came up, tilting my chin and forcing me to look at him. We were now staring into each other’s eyes with no words while our eyes did the talking we couldn’t do. “Don’t thank me,” he said quietly. His voice deep and somehow gentle. “I just don’t like people touching what’s mine.” My heart skipped and for the first time I didn’t know if I should feel safe or terrified. “What’s yours?” “Yes, have you forgotten you are my wife ?” He said with a smirk. “Fake or not, you are still mine to deal with and I don’t want someone else taunting you. I alone have the right to do that and not some wimp. Hearing him say I belonged to him did something to me, something I didn’t want to accept and that scared me more than anything.Adrian’s POVThe doctor adjusted his glasses as he examined Amber once more. A small flashlight moved across her eyes before he finally stepped back.“Her vitals are stable.”I sighed out in relief as I strode towards her side. “But…”I stopped in my tracks and turned towards him“The headache she experienced wasn’t unusual.”I furrowed my brows in confusion.“What do you mean?”He closed his notebook.“When patients with selective retrograde amnesia encounter something emotionally familiar, their brains sometimes try to reconnect those memories.”“So, are you saying she remembered something?”“Perhaps, it could’ve been a memory or it could’ve been a feeling.”I rubbed my temple in frustration “And if it happens again?”He looked directly at me.“I know you want her memories back as soon as possible, Mr. Volkov, but recovering too much too quickly can overwhelm the brain.”“So what do I do?”“Nothing, don’t force it.” He smiled faintly.After the doctor left, I remained standing out
Adrian’s POVThe doctor’s office smelled strongly of antiseptic, but somehow it couldn’t drown out the thoughts racing through my head. I hadn’t taken my eyes off Amber since she’d opened them. She remembered Vee. She remembered her childhood. She even remembered her university days. But me? I was a complete stranger.The doctor closed the file in front of him.“Mr. Volkov.”I looked up with concentration. “Your wife has selective retrograde amnesia.”“What does that even mean?”The doctor folded his hands together.“Traumatic events affect everyone differently. Sometimes the brain locks away painful memories as a way of protecting itself.”“So what am I supposed to do?”He gave me a look that spelled out pity before answering.“Nothing.”I frowned in disbelief. “Nothing? So that’s it?”“You don’t force memories back. Don’t overwhelm her with photographs, stories or reminders. Let her remember at her own pace.”“And if she doesn’t?”“Then you help her create new memories.”I stared
Adrian’s POVThe room was silent, the kind of silence that was deafening to the ears, the kind that made it difficult to breathe.The old butler stood in front of me with his head bowed, his hands trembling by his sides. He knew why he was here and damn right, he should be scared. I looked at him for what felt like forever, waiting for him to deny it, to tell me there had been a mistake.Instead, he stayed quiet.“So, it’s been you all along.”I heard myself speak in a tone softer than expected. Maybe because I was still too shocked to believe he could do something like this to me.“You saw me rack my head and grow frustrated every time I tried to find her and yet you didn’t feel pity for me.”He slowly nodded, then muttered “I’m sorry.”I let out a dry laugh. “Sorry? Sorry for what exactly? The betrayal or that you were caught?” “For how long has this been going on?”“…Three weeks.”Three weeks. It started with the threat messages sent to Amber then me. Now it makes sense of how h
Adrian’s POVThe convoy tore through the empty streets, sirens cutting through the silence of the night. I sat in the back seat, my gun resting on my lap while my eyes stayed fixed on the tablet displaying the abandoned warehouse.“Five minutes out, sir,” the driver announced.My mind replayed the call over and over.“It’s coming from inside your old properties list.”Whoever they were, they knew my past. Which meant they either knew me or someone close to me did.“We’re here.”The SUVs came to a halt outside the old warehouse.The building looked exactly how I remembered it, abandoned, forgotten and lifeless.I stepped out first. “Spread out,” I ordered. “Make sure nobody leaves this place.”My men moved immediately. I pushed open the warehouse door, gun raised.The hinges groaned loudly. There were no voices or movement. It was just abandoned crates, broken furniture and years of dust.“Clear!” I heard one of the men shout from upstairs.Another voice echoed from the back.“Nothing h
Adrian’s POV“FIND THAT VAN NOW!”My voice echoed through the room, sharp enough to make everyone get to work immediately. “Plate number, sir?” “Zoom in,” I snapped.The footage was zoomed in, blurry but not useless.“Enhance that frame. I want every digit and every scratch on that vehicle.”My chest felt tight like something was pressing down on it. What was this feeling? Fear? No, I'm supposed to be composed in this situation and not let them see me falling. But this, this was something i never imagined would happen. I watched the screen again and again and I couldn’t help but notice how they rough-handled my woman. The way they grabbed her and the way she struggled to break free. My jaw clenched, whoever did this to her was going to pay and that was my vow.“Sir, we’ve got partial plates,” one of my men said quickly. “Tracking traffic cams now.”“Do it faster.”I ran a hand through my hair, as I paced back and forth the room. This wasn’t random, It was too clean like it w
Adrian’s pov Standing outside her room, I kept pacing back and forth not knowing whether to knock or just walk past. Since the last incident, she’s been avoiding me and it’s worse since we didn’t go to work anymore.I could hear the rustling pages of a book, I guess she’s reading a book. I really don’t even know how to go over and invite her for the banquet we would be going for. She made it clear to me that she hated my guts and didn’t want to have anything to do with me but this banquet is a huge deal for me as I get to meet investors too. I knocked on her door twice but got no response and just as I was about to leave, I heard the door creak open. It looked like she had been away for months while she was just here but staying away from me. “I’m sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to give you this.” I said stretching out my hand to give her a box. It contained a gown and jewellery for the banquet tonight. She looked at the box and back at me before muttering some words. “What’s
Adrian’s POVI watched the footage again and it was clearly Amber’s room. The camera angle was precise and it looked like it was planted more like a device. It didn’t look like it was taken by chance or from outside, it looked like an inside job. Who would come to my house to plant a device or d
Adrian’s POVI didn’t sleep a wink last night, not because of her this time but because of that message.“You really think you’ve won? Let’s see how long she stays yours.”I stood in my study, staring at the screen again like I could figure out who the coward was or the words would somehow change.
Amber’s POVI stayed awake all night staring at the ceiling in my room. Sleep wasn’t forthcoming as I relayed the day’s events over and over again.I couldn’t help but think about him and the way he said those words “You’re mine.” Something about it sent a tingling sensation down my spine. The wo
Amber’s POV“Amber, it’s time to go.”His voice came through the door again, not the usual arrogant tone but firm enough to pull me out of my spiraling thoughts.I stared at my phone, my hands still shaking. A million dollars by tomorrow, where do I get the money from ? My chest tightened just by t







