FAZER LOGINBlurb: The only crime Joanna committed was protecting him from the fact that he could have lost his inheritance if they didn't marry. She has been in love with him since they were kids, they were best friends, but he certainly didn't feel the same way. She thought maybe one day he would spare just a second to look at her but that never happened. Just like that, she was stuck up in a loveless marriage with the one she thought was her best friend not until he brought his pregnant sister to live with them.. She was supposed to be his sister but why does he keep looking her way? He preferred her needs more than his wife's needs.. He would kill to protect his sister but not his wife? Joanna would feel like a third wheel each time she was in their presence.. It didn't take so long for her to find out that she was truly a third wheel. He married her so he could be able to hide his relationship with his sister! How could he?! She never meant anything to him.. Now it all made sense. Joanna divorced him and walked away but what's one best way to get revenge? If not, seducing his best friend, the most powerful man in the city at the time, LUTHER MARTINS.
Ver maisDickson. “Bro, give it a chance,” Luther said, his voice low but firm as we stood near the edge of the celebration crowd. “Just tell her you like her. She won’t bite you. And between me and you…” He leaned in slightly with a smirk. “I think she might like you too.”I shook my head with a small scoff, trying to act unfazed, but my heart was already drumming like it was about to leap out of my chest.“Come with me,” Luther said.I followed him like a soldier headed into battle.We walked across the garden toward where Joanna and Gina stood chatting with Diana, who was gently rocking the baby in her arms.Luther stopped and smiled at his wife. “Jo, can I speak with you for a moment?”Joanna looked at him and then at me and Gina, a knowing smirk curling on her lips. “Yeah, sure.”And just like that, they were gone, walking toward the front patio.Now it was just us—me and Gina. Alone.I turned to her, feeling like a schoolboy again. My palms were sweaty. My chest tight.I closed my eyes
LUTHER’S POVThe sun filtered gently through the trees in the courtyard of the mansion, casting soft golden hues over the gathering. Joanna stood beside me, glowing,her hands resting gently on my arm as we faced our small crowd of friends and family.I cleared my throat and glanced at her before speaking. “First of all, we want to thank every single one of you for being here today. It’s been a journey one filled with trials, with hope, with healing—and through it all, this little angel has been our greatest gift.”Joanna looked at me, and we both smiled before saying in unison, “Her name is Ariella Grace Martins”There was a moment of warmth. Clapping erupted. Cheers. Smiles. Even Diana let out a soft little squeal from where she was holding the baby, gently rocking her in a white satin wrap.“Ariella,” someone whispered with a grin. “So beautiful.”“A name with light,” another said.Joanna leaned her head on my shoulder, and for that moment, all the chaos from the past felt like a fa
JOANNA Two months.It had been two whole months since she came into our lives, and yet it still felt surreal. Our daughter. Our miracle.Today was her naming ceremony.The sun was kind to us—warm but not harsh, with a gentle breeze that carried laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses. The front lawn of Luther’s mansion had been transformed into something magical. White and blush-pink florals arched around the entrance, soft ribbons danced in the wind, and a low, elegant playlist floated from the DJ’s booth at the far end of the lawn.Everything felt… whole.I moved through the crowd slowly, dressed in a soft silk lilac gown that flowed around my waist. The bump was gone, but the emotions still clung to my skin. I smiled at guests, Luther’s father, a few close friends, familiar faces from Dickson’s circle, people who had stood by us.Luther was nearby, chatting with Dickson and a few of his business associates, but his eyes always followed mine. It was something I had grown used
JOANNAI was sitting up on the hospital bed, my hands resting over my belly, feeling the soft thumps of life inside me. Luther sat beside me, his hand never leaving mine.The doctor glanced up from the clipboard and offered a reassuring smile. “However,” she began, her voice steady, “based on the results of the scans and the monitoring we’ve done today… your delivery date is very close.”My heart skipped. I looked up at her quickly. “How close?”She gave a small nod. “You’ll be due in just about a week. Maybe even sooner.”Luther straightened up in his seat. “So… what happens now? Does she stay here?”“Yes,” the doctor said. “We’ll be keeping you here for close monitoring. We can’t risk another incident, especially not this close to labor.”I inhaled deeply and nodded. “Okay. Thank you, doctor.”The doctor gave me a gentle pat on the leg. “You’re in good hands. Just rest, Ma'am. Let us worry.”With that, she turned and quietly exited the room.Silence lingered for a few seconds.Luthe
LUTHER Behind the glass, I watched her.Cassie or Cathy, or whatever name she was going by now—sat in the metal chair like she was carved from stone. Arms crossed. Shoulders high. Chin up. She hadn’t said a word. Not one damn word since they brought her in.The officer across from her leaned forwa
LUTHER. The air outside the station was cool, but my body felt like fire.Dickson walked beside me, his hands in his pockets, his brows furrowed. “I don’t think Asher’s going to say anything about Cassie.”I clenched my jaw. “I think his loyalty is worth more than his freedom. We’ll have to make h
Joanna’s POVWeeks had passed since the night everything shattered and then somehow began to mend.My baby bump had started to show. Each morning, I woke up to Luther’s gentle touch on it, his lips pressing soft promises against my belly. He said we were safe now. That it was all behind us. But pa
JOANNA Luther paced the living room, his jaw tight, his eyes darker than usual. The sound of his boots tapping against the floor matched the pounding of my heart.“I need you to stay indoors for now,” he said, finally turning to face me. “Until we find Cassie.”I blinked at him, stunned by how cal


















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