Victor's POV"Maybe you should consider remarrying, Victor." My mother suggested not-so-subtlety. "It's about time you found yourself a woman who was actually worthy of you. Really! I have no idea what you even saw in that Emelia woman."I'd only been home for ten minutes, and my mother was already lecturing me on moving on and trying to find another wife.After having to clean up Lily's mess and narrowly securing her spot in Ezra's competition, the last thing I wanted to hear was her criticism of Emelia.Seeing Em again today… Her indifference, her coldness towards me and Lily… It was like looking at a whole different person."Victor!" My mother called for me. Her eyebrows were scrunched together. "Are you even listening to me?"I shook my head. "Sorry… Today's been a busy day, and I've had a lot on my mind.""Well, I'm sorry, son, but I'm going to need you to get it together!" She placed her hands on her hips. "The investors are starting to get worried because of this whole fiasco wi
Emelia's POV"Alexis?" I called out as soon as I opened the door to her house. My voice was slightly panicked given how she called me earlier, but I tried to conceal it as much as I could. "I'm home! Is everything okay?"Something about her home felt off, and it made me feel uneasy. There was a stillness that hung in the air; a type of dread. Like I was walking into bad news that was waiting to be delivered.When Alexis didn't answer me, it was getting harder to conceal my panic, as I climbed the stairs to get to her bedroom. Once I reached her door, I hesitated.I then took a deep breath and knocked a few times. "Alexis?"The door opened slowly and cautiously, almost as if Alexis was scared of who would be on the other side, despite hearing my voice. When we made eye contact, she let out her own sigh of relief before letting me in completely.For the lack of better words, Alexis looked horrible. She looked like she hadn't slept in days, and her hair was also unkempt and messy. There w
Emelia's POVThe days after Alexis had left were too quiet and lonely. After having gotten used to her loud and vibrant personality brightening my days, now it just felt so cold and gray without her.I missed my best friend so much.Luckily, she found the time to call me, so I had both her new number and new address."I'll call you once I'm finally settled." Alexis had said to me earlier today. Her voice felt more round and sure, and full of hope.I smiled bittersweetly, hating that she was going through this alone. "Are you sure there isn't anything I can do to help?""You're doing enough by picking up my calls and answering my texts. I think I'll be okay.""Well... You know I'm a phone call away. No matter what you need, whenever you need me.""You're the best, Em."I could feel her smile through the phone as I smiled back, hoping she would feel mine, too. "I know."Days of routine turned into weeks, and I somewhat learned to navigate through my sadness and grief on my own. After all
Emelia's POV"Plagiarism?" I repeated the words out loud. "That can't be! My work is 100% mine, and I would never take credit for something I didn't do.""I want to believe you, sweetie, but the evidence that's been submitted has been too hard to ignore. Not to mention, reporters have somehow gotten wind of all this, even though this was supposed to be an internal investigation." Lady Ruby sighed."But I don't understand!" I had to hold back my tears. "I would never do something like that and risk my career. What's happening to me is nothing but a smear campaign!"I paused to catch my breath before asking. "Who came forward? Who thought I "stole" their work?""I can't tell you that." Lady Ruby stated, although reluctant. "When it comes to accusations like these, we take the privacy of all parties seriously until the matter is resolved.""Privacy…" I scoffed."I know, I know… I'm not exactly happy about this either." Lady Ruby clicked her tongue. "I'll be forced to give a public speech
Emelia's POVThe man before me looked like Mason, but something about him was different.The deep blue suit that clung to his broad shoulders and muscles had wealth and power in each threading of fabric. His short, dark hair was slicked back, which caused his chiseled features to appear more prominent.As Mason strutted his way towards me, each step he took kept everyone's eyes on him—including mine.This wasn't the look and aura of an ordinary director.No, this was the energy of someone in power; a leader.Mason took his place next to me and gave me a boyish, teasing grin. "I told you to call me if things got out of hand, remember?""What are you doing here?" I was at a loss for words. "You don't want to drag yourself into this nonsense. I can handle it by myself.""I don't doubt that you can, but just because you can, doesn't mean you should." His words were gentle and firm. "I can help you if you'd just let me."I was only apprehensive because I wanted to be able to achieve my goal
Emelia's POVAs the crowd of reporters were blocked off by Mason's security guards, it opened an opportunity for both Lily and Victor to approach me and Mason.Lily's face was contorted in disbelief. Anger flashed in her eyes, but whatever words she wanted to spew were stuck in her throat.Good. I certainly didn't have the patience to deal with her temper tantrums on top of what she was already putting me through with this stupid scandal.As for Victor, his eyes had darkened. His sharp features felt cold, like winter had frozen over his facade. He took a step forward towards Mason, but was still wise enough to keep his distance since his guards were still close by."Why?" Victor's tone was low. Even just that one word reverberated with a seething anger. "Why are you here now?""What do you mean?" On the contrary, Mason's tone was lighthearted and borderline cocky. "What kind of friend would I be if I stood by and watched a friend be the target of a slander campaign?""Cut the shit, Mas
Emelia's POV"You know what's funny? I'm not even remotely surprised that you did this. I think what I'm baffled about most is how you even got my design, copied it, and placed it back without me noticing." I raised my brow at her.""Obviously this was before I quit Victor's company…" I mused. "There was one time I may have left my papers in my desk drawer, but I always lock my office doors…"As I stood there speculating how Lily could've possibly obtained a copy of my work, the rest of the room had gotten quiet. Shocked eyes bounced from me to Lily; all while trying to make sense of what I'd said."H-how can we be so sure?!" Lily cried in a last ditch effort to save face. "Those just look like regular lines! Those can't be your initials! They could just be random marks!"I scoffed. "You don't think I don't know my own work? I've ALWAYS put my signature in my design drafts—they're purposely drawn so it's not noticeable to any passing glance. You have to look for it."I picked up my oth
Emelia's POV"You're such a conniving bitch!" Lily screeched as she took angry steps towards me. "How can you be so hell-bent on ruining my life?!"Mason stepped in front of me, acting as my shield. "Watch your mouth, Miss Lily." His tone was cold and had an edge to it I hadn't heard before. "Don't think I'll let you get away with disrespecting Emelia as you've done before. I won't be as forgiving."That just made Lily even angrier as her expression mirrored that of a feral animal ready to pounce on her prey. A baffled laugh escaped her lips for just a moment before her eyes locked on me."First Victor, and now him? Just how many men do you have wrapped around your finger, huh? Have you no shame? How long has that been going on?" Lily motioned between the two of us.I stepped out from Mason's protective stance between Lily and I and approached her myself. "You've got a lot of damn nerve to accuse me of anything!""You want to talk about me being conniving after everything you've done?!
Victor's POVA dark cloud hung over my head as I left my mother's mockery of a home. I was in a worse mood than when I showed up. Even the warmth of the midday sun couldn't penetrate my body enough to reach my cold heart.What kind of connections did my mother really have? How did she come to know about Emelia's move to Italy?And did she truly have a means to harm her?After everything that I'd put her through, I couldn't stomach the thought of anything else happening to Emelia. Back then, I wasn't able to save her from the damage that I'd directly caused.But now… I was given a second chance. Even if that meant bending and breaking myself to my mother's will.I just couldn't wrap my head around any of it. Could this not just be another manipulation tactic? Was I being deceived so she could tighten the leash she had around me?I gripped my hands tight around the steering wheel.I was no one's dog. Not a puppet to be controlled, or some pawn that was to be sacrificed in favor of the Ki
Victor's POVThe drive was silent as I dreaded the familiar street names that spelled me getting closer to my mother's home. She was the last person on this damn planet I wanted to see. Even if she may have not been the sole reason for what was wrong in my marriage, she sure as hell played a big fucking part in it.There was no forgiving her for the way she treated Emelia; especially since she'd tried so hard to win her affections. The disrespect, the insults, the snarky remarks.I was too damn blind to see the damage it was causing. Emelia didn't deserve that treatment. And she sure as hell didn't deserve a spineless husband who did nothing to prevent it.I gripped the steering wheel harder once I turned onto the driveway of my mother's multi-storied home. The blood in my veins ran cold. I didn't want to be here.A few minutes passed while I continued to sit in the car. Its engine hummed since I still had the key in the ignition.I could just leave.It's what I wanted to do.I should
Victor's POVThe walls that surrounded this meeting room were nothing short of a fucking prison. Despite the people that were around me, it felt like I was in solitary confinement. And I wanted nothing more than to break out.For the last hour, I've sat here and endured the mindless drabbling of my subordinates. The atmosphere was so thick and heavy from the storm that raged in my mind, that none of them dared to even address me.It allowed me to brood at the head of the table in peace. Or relatively so. It would've been better if it was silent.In truth, I had no idea what this meeting was supposed to even be about. Not like I cared; and haven't done so in the last few days. Luckily for me, Rosalie was attentive and never spared the details she wrote in her notepad or clicked on on her keyboard. She'd send me the details later anyway.My mind was in shambles and ruin; left in disarray due to the betrayal of someone I least expected.My grandfather.I just couldn't believe it. A part o
Emelia's POVI shook my head, trying to ground myself back to this reality as I took the phone from Mason. It was Lady Ruby."H-hello?" I croaked, not realizing that my throat had gone dry."Is everything alright, sweetie?" Lady Ruby asked. "You don't sound too well."I cleared my throat and composed myself. "Y-yes, everything's fine. I just still need to adjust to the heat of this place."Mason snickered, but I pinched him."You'll grow to love it for sure. That Italian sun will do wonders for your skin!' Lady Ruby laughed. "But the reason I called was to check up on you and relay some information about the new project.""I love it here already, don't worry." I smiled. "But I'm ready for whatever it is you need from me! I'm excited to finally be able to start working on this project with you!""That's the spirit!" Lady Ruby enthused. "Well, more of the finer details are in the works, but an old friend and colleague of mine has plans to hold a wedding in the gardens of Isola Bella for
Emelia's POV"Last time I checked, yeah." Mason laughed. "I've got my driver's license and passport if you need to check. No birth certificate, though. That'll cost extra to get sent here."I scrunched my face in disbelief. "I-I don't understand. W-what are you doing here? Why are you here? When did you get here?""Oh, I'm sorry, officer." Mason teased. "I didn't realize I was being brought in for questioning!""Mason!""Just kidding! I'll tell you everything you want to know, I promise. But can I come in?" He smiled sheepishly as he wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. "I don't know how you've adjusted to all this heat! I feel like a vampire in need of shade!"I ushered Mason into my home, climbing the stairs to the top floor where the kitchen was. Sitting two glasses onto the marbled island, I pulled out a pitcher of fresh lemonade and some ice trays.I then walked back to the fridge, staring idly at the ingredients. In truth, I knew I wasn't looking to make a meal. If anything, I wa
Emelia's POVThree days have passed since I arrived in Italy. Accommodations for me were already made, but I wasn't expecting something as luxurious as this! Even though Lady Ruby tried to pass this off as modest, I didn't believe her in the slightest.Glass stairs separated each of the three stories that divided the living area, bedroom and master bath, and the kitchen. Smaller balconies accompanied each floor that could sit a small garden for plants and herbs or a sunbathing area.The real treat, however, was the expansive open terrace where I was greeted by the scent of fresh sea salt and the sound of gentle waves. The bright overhead sun bathed my skin in its warmth, and for the first time in so long, I felt happy.Grandpa Antonio was right—I LOVE Italy!I sat my laptop down on the outdoor table, raising the accompanying umbrella since I'd intended to do a video call. Luckily, work hadn't started for me just yet, so I wanted to take this opportunity to call home and update everyone
Victor's POVMy grandfather didn't know it, but a storm was fast approaching his estate. Lightning, thunder, heavy rains, and damaging winds were ready to tear apart the legacy he'd built. Because I knew that he had to have known about Emelia leaving. There was no way he couldn't have. She was the only one on this planet he probably loved more than me.Which was enough to convince me that he knew about this all along.I sped down the highway with reckless abandon, hardly heeding to the horns that honked at me or the few sheriff's cars I'd whizzed by. I was on a mission to get answers.And I would get them—one way or another.Once we arrived, I shot Rosalie an icy glare. "You're coming inside. Either way, I'll find out you're lying to me."Rosalie nodded her head. "Y-yes sir…"I didn't even dignify my grandfather with a knock on the door as I stormed through his front doors and marched straight for his office. His butlers that would've normally greeted me, or in this case, apprehended
Victor's POVIt's been a week since I'd last seen Emelia.Seven days since I'd smelled her favorite, vanilla-scented perfume she loved so much.One hundred and sixty-eight hours since I'd felt the weight of her scrutinizing glare.Ten thousand and eighty minutes later, and none of my men have given me any more information on her whereabouts, or what she's been doing.It was like she'd gone off my radar completely.Things were quiet. Too fucking quiet.And I was losing my damn mind.Today was supposed to be another meaningless day filled with work meetings and making sure the designers were on schedule for the new season of jewelry to drop soon. Unfortunately, we were lagging behind our release date.Had there been someone else who was far more experienced in the leadership position to keep things running smoothly, we wouldn't be having this damn issue.But of course, who was at fault for such an oversight?Me, obviously.It was my fault things were falling apart.But to hell with the s
Emelia's POV"I had to come see you off, of course." Grandpa Antonio smiled at me. "You don't think I would let my favorite granddaughter leave for Italy without me saying goodbye, do you?"My smile faded almost immediately. "W-wait, you know? Then does that mean that Victor—""He doesn't." Grandpa was quick to reassure me. "Given everything that's happened between you two, I've made sure to keep this a secret.""But how do you know?""Ezra's been a good friend of mine since my college days. We entered the jewelry design industry together, but clearly one of us took it more seriously." Then he hesitated for a moment. "She, um, she also mentored Victor for a little while. So, she may or may not have told me about…""Let's go inside." I interrupted him and held the door open. "We can talk more once we're comfortable and sitting."As grandpa came inside the home, his eyes looked around at the packed suitcases and boxes of belongings that were stacked in the foyer. When he turned to look a