Mag-log inAlexander's POV…
I couldn't believe my ears as I stood at the door. I wouldn't have believed it if someone had told me this. But hearing this from Isabella broke me beyond repairs. “Of course, baby girl,” she said to the other person on the phone. “Alex sent her to two years of imprisonment because I lied to him that I was pregnant for him, and I lost the baby because Lyvanne pushed me down the stairs.”Alexander's POV… I couldn't believe my ears as I stood at the door. I wouldn't have believed it if someone had told me this. But hearing this from Isabella broke me beyond repairs. “Of course, baby girl,” she said to the other person on the phone. “Alex sent her to two years of imprisonment because I lied to him that I was pregnant for him, and I lost the baby because Lyvanne pushed me down the stairs.” I was deceived, and all this while I didn't find out? Wow! That was the last thing I could ever think was a lie. I thought the doctor who carried out the operation confirmed the miscarriage.Does that mean Isabella paid him to do that? No. This is unbelievable. And if this is true, both Isabella and the doctor will face my wrath for punishing Lyvanne for what she didn't do. Damn it!
Alexander's POV… ‘Yeah, I accept the fact that I'm a weak man, easily manipulated by my mom, and perhaps by Isabella too. But this, I promise to put an end to it. Oh, well, I might not be able to disengage Isabella, but I'll always make my own decisions, and I'll act on them, and that's final.’ All these things ran through my mind as I ascended the staircase, my heart bleeding profusely, regretting why I broke the news of my engagement to Lyvanne. I haven't been able to reach her for the last few days, and I'm certain she blacklisted my number. Sadly… I shouldn't have informed her about the engagement, but I thought I should let her know so she wouldn't think I'm keeping secrets. Well, I thought she would understand me if I explained to her that it wasn't my wish. But I was entirely wrong to assume she wouldn't get hurt, but I understand why I did what I did just to protect her from being har
Lyvanne's POV My heart sank after hearing his words. Perhaps he was right. He was speaking as if he already knew who my enemies were. “Who?” I curiously inquired. “I don't know.” “You're lying.” “I’m not.” “You just said there are people close to me who want me dead.” “I said some people might.” “That isn't an answer,” I insisted. My instinct was telling me he was hiding something from me, and I might be right. His words sound suspicious. He stared at me for a moment before looking away. “I can't just give you a name without evidence,” he said. “It doesn't make sense.” My hands curled into fists. “You shot Kareem before he could give me one.” “I shot Kareem because he was with a weapon.” “He wasn't pointing it at me!” “He didn't have to,” he coun
Lyvanne’s POV… While a thousand things and one thing were running through my mind…then…something strange happened. The gun was no longer pointed at the two of us, but at Matteo alone. Matteo froze in place, speechless and lost. “Kareem,” Matteo said calmly. “You’re making a big mistake.” Despite hearing that, Kareem’s face was emotionless as if Matteo’s words didn't reach his ears. “No, sir,” he replied quietly. “You did.” My brows furrowed, trying to understand what Kareem meant. “Step away from her,” Kareem ordered. “I’m not here for her, but you, Matteo. You have no right to be alive until now. You claimed Bernard’s life because he was going to expose you.” “Watch your words, Kareem,” Matteo countered. “I didn't kill him. They did…” “Of course, they did as you will always say,” Kareem chuckled. “If only people knew that yo
Lyvanne's POV… The room felt suffocating all of a sudden. It was as if the four corners of the office were closing. At this point, I'm lost if I should be concerned about him or his family. I truly understand why he agreed to do this, but taking my life isn't worth it. I gently lifted my head up, facing the ceiling with my eyes completely closed, my arms folded above my chest, looking so confused. Who could this person be? Could it be Alexander's girlfriend responsible? Could it be…damn, no. I shook my head, lowering my gaze to Mateo. Looking at the same man who was asked to eliminate me, my mind didn't allow me to see him as an enemy anymore. Mateo was lost in thought, and I was certain he was thinking of the best way to handle this without his family being affected. It was obvious. Sighing in deep relief, I brought the atmosphere back to life. “You think they won’t kill you anyway?” I asked, fear setting in. A faint, broken smile appeared on his face as he nodded his he
Lyvanne’s POV…“And who is this person?” I finally asked, eagerly anticipating his response.He shook his head slowly and then turned around and faced me. “No, Lyvanne,” his response finally escaped his mouth, showing no trace of jokes.He wasn't ready to reveal who it was. Nice.“Matteo,” I called, hoping for a change of mind, but I got it wrong.“No,” he insisted.“You owe me that much!” I spat, pointing my index finger at him. His expression hardened as he closed the space between us. His eyes narrowed, never leaving me.“I owe you nothing,” he growled in response.Silence ruled between us for a while, the atmosphere becoming more intense than before. I didn't see this coming.“They promised you something, didn’t they?” I finally broke the silence that was taking time to end.He was stunned into silence upon hearing my words. His suspicious gaze scanned through my eyes to find out how I got this information, but did anyone tell me that? Nope, but I was certain he wasn't working f
(Lyvanne’s POV)I stopped abruptly when I saw Matteo.The moment our eyes locked outside the hotel entrance, my pulse quickened. How did he know I’d be here? There was no way it was a coincidence. With Matteo, everything felt orchestrated. His approach was smooth,
The atmosphere felt stifling, as if the air itself was constricting around me. My heart pounded with anxiety, our faces mere inches apart. "You seem tense. Do you miss me?" Alexander's voice sliced through the silence. I chose to ignore him, fully aware that I wanted nothing to do with someone wh
The clicks of a camera shutter followed me as soon as the door of my vehicle opened. Being a renowned figure was a big achievement for me. It reminded me of the sweaty days and troubled nights I’d sacrificed to ensure I got back on my feet…on my own.I’d spent two years in jail for a crime I neve
The doors of the cell opened. “You have a visitor.” The female officer announced to me. I didn’t say anything, just stood and followed her to the room where prisoners received guests. There was Alex waiting for me. I took the bench opposite him, the female officer gave us privacy to talk but w







