Nathan’s Point of ViewThe silence lingered long after they left.I stood there, motionless, my fists still clenched around the edge of the desk. Chloe’s words echoed in my head like church bells in an empty cathedral. You’re the nightmare she’s trying to forget. It played over and over, stabbing at every inch of pride I had left.She was wrong.She had to be.I turned to the window again, watching the city pulse with life beneath me. The world kept moving forward like it always did, indifferent to the chaos inside me. A thousand feet below, people were chasing dreams, burying secrets, starting wars of their own and here I was, ruler of it all, and still unable to keep the one thing that mattered from slipping through my fingers.My daughter.She wasn’t supposed to be part of all this. I never planned for her to be a pawn but when I saw her in those vacation pictures—on a beach with Alex, her hand in his, her smile bright and pure—it undid me. It tore through my chest like a bullet.T
Nathan’s povThese past few weeks have been unbearable.I have been sleeping in my office, my eyes on my laptop trying to monitor every last move from Sophia and Alex. The last I heard of them, they went on a vacation, together, with my daughter.I got so damn angry that I wanted to blow the fucking roof off. I might not care a bit for Sophia, but seeing my child do things with my brother and my stupid brother acting like a father—it does things to me.I need to change that and change it fast.I picked up my phone and dialed Evans' number. He picked up at the second ring. “Hey boss, what’s up?”“Evans, I need you to set a meeting with Sophia and I.” I could feel him pause and I knew what would follow at the moment.“I'm coming over to the office.”“Don't…..”He ended the call before I could say anything else to him. I wasn't in the mood to argue over anything. I just needed someone who would follow my damn instructions.I stood up and walked up to the glass wall, as the view of the
Chloe's POVThe house was too quiet now, and I hated it. The silence screamed louder than any insult Nathan had ever thrown my way. It was the silence of being discarded. Forgotten.No, I wasn’t going to sit here and lick my wounds. I was done playing the desperate, neglected wife.I wrapped myself in a plush towel and stepped out of the bathroom. The air in the bedroom was still thick with the scent of my frustration, of what I thought would make me feel better. But that ache inside me had nothing to do with sex—it was power. I wanted control again. I wanted to make Nathan feel what he made me feel. Helpless. Small. Replaceable.Not anymore.I dressed quickly, pulling on a dark green silk robe and strapping my heels without a second thought. I moved with purpose, my eyes scanning the space like a predator awakening. If Nathan wanted a war, I’d give him one. The difference between us? I planned mine.I marched to the small safe tucked behind one of the bookcases. Nathan always thought
Chloe's povPLEASE NOTE; THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME 18+ CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE, FEEL FREE TO SKIP.These last few weeks have been the most hectic week for either side. The amount of dirt that has been put online by the two sides is alarming. Nathan is losing his grip on the company, slowly but surely, I could feel it. We needed to do something and do it fast.We were behind and I could feel the storm that was brewing. Even though Nathan had not seen me in weeks, I still needed his attention. My stuipd sister does not get to actually have a beautiful marriage while she ruins mine, with her stupid game of pin down nathan.I feel horny, depressed and I have needs.I took a deep breath, dropping my glass of wine, I walked straight to my room. The room was built to Nathan's taste but it doesn't mean I don't like it. I walked to the drawer that held my underwear, opened it, dug deep and brought out two huge sex toys—a huge black dildo and a pink vibrator. Fuck, I needed the r
Alex’s POVI stood at the bottom of the stairs, hands clenched in tight fists as I tried to pretend I wasn’t listening, but I was. Every sound from upstairs filtered through to me—Lina’s giggle, Sophia’s choked silence, and the sound of something unspoken being passed between them.This was the part no one ever prepared you for. The waiting, the helplessness, the knowledge that, even with all the resources, weapons, and plans we had, none of it could protect the one thing Sophia loved most and right now, she was doing what she hated most—letting go, for Lina’s safety, for the war she knew was coming.When I finally heard the soft click of the door closing upstairs, I took a deep breath and backed away from the base of the stairs, just enough to not look like I was eavesdropping. I didn’t want Sophia to think I didn’t trust her strength.She came down a few minutes later, face pale and eyes red-rimmed, but her jaw was set. That quiet fury she carried like armor was back in place, and I
Sophia's pov“Give me the details.” I said immediately I landed.“Hey, keep your bag down first, my love. Nathan hasn't made a move yet. The company is still on standby about everything.” Alex said to me, trying to calm me down.“That's the damn problem! Why has anything not been said yet? Are they siding with Nathan indirectly? What the hell is going on in the company?”“hey, hey, babe, you are spirling and aren't a good look for you. Take a deep breath, okay?”I nodded and tried to calm myself down, “you are right, I should calm down. Let me go check on Lina, I will be back.”Alex pulled me close and placed a kiss on my lips, “I would be here my love.” I walked up the stairs, my mind with what Nathan might be up to. I needed a way to figure it out. I got to Lina's room, her door laid in front of me as my heart beat hard. I didn't want her here when shit goes down but I don't want to get cut in a crossfire.I took a deep breath and proceeded to the door, pushing it slowly. I walked
Sophia’s povThe waves lapped gently against the shore, a steady rhythm that echoed the slow calming of my heart. It had only been twenty-four hours since we landed, but already I felt the difference. The air was lighter, the pressure on my chest less suffocating. There were no security alerts, no intercepted messages, no screams in the middle of the night. Just the sound of Lina’s laughter and the distant cry of gulls.I stood barefoot on the wet sand, letting the water rush over my toes. The horizon stretched out endlessly, like a promise I hadn’t dared believe in until now. Behind me, Alex and Lina were building a sandcastle with a level of dedication that made me smile. She had a pink bucket clutched in her tiny hands and was directing her father like a commander on the battlefield.“You’re not packing it tight enough!” she scolded him, pouting.Alex raised his eyebrows and looked over at me helplessly. “Tough crowd.”I laughed and walked over, crouching beside them. “She gets it
Sophia’s povA Lot was going on and I wanted to give up but for the sake of my unborn child and my daughter, Lina, I couldn't. I hadn't seen Lina in days now as I was busy playing attack and defence with Nathan. A glass of wine dangled freely in my hands, I looked at the bottle and I knew that this won't get me through this day.I stretched my hands out to put more wine in my glass and the bottle of wine was snatched out of my hands. I looked up to see a very pissed off Alex staring at me.“What the hell do you think you are doing?” My brows raised in question, “hmmm, drinking?” I replied and he looked at me like I had grown two heads, his eyes snapped to the bottle and the back to me.“Did you finish this entire bottle?” I nodded “SOPHIA!” he screamed “WHAT?” I screamed back and that's when I knew I was tipsy.“For fuck sake, do not tell me you forgot that you are pregenat?” Alex scolded me and me and my eyes widened in surprise.“oh, my godness, oh my goodness!” I turned to alex
Nathan’s POVI didn’t sleep.Not because I couldn’t. Because I refused.Sleep was for the uncertain. For people who thought tomorrow would bring clarity or peace. But I wasn’t one of them. I lived in the present—always watching, always recalculating. And tonight, as the air grew thick with fallout, I sat in silence and reviewed every thread of the trap I was tightening.Across the screen, the world kept burning in real-time. Markets adjusted. Executives panicked. Politicians postured. And beneath it all, the real work happened: whispers became rumors, rumors became doubt, and doubt... well, doubt had a way of eating even the most righteous from the inside out.Sophia’s rebellion was the spark.Mine would be the blaze.The intercom cracked softly. “Cassandra has completed the first contact.”“Details,” I said, my voice flat.“She reached Alex. A casual run-in. Parking garage, as projected. No threats. Just a suggestion. She asked about Prague.”I smiled to myself. That was all it took.