Sienna had only her mother to rely on when growing up. Life was not easy but it was nice. A nice job, a loving mother and some real friends. But with the death of her mother, the hospital bills pilling up, suddently she can’t afford rent anymore. Her friend suggests a fake marriage with a hockey player that needs a greencard. It was supposed to be an easy task but little by little the grumpy hockey player manages to carv himself inside her heart. And she will have to protect herself for the heartbreak when after the end of the hockey season they get a divorce.
View MoreSEVEN MONTHS LATER ____________________ -NINA- "Can you stop picking at your nails? You're going to ruin that amazing manicure," Harper scolded me. "I can't help it. I keep hearing the boys cry outside," I replied. "I already told you, they're sleeping! It's all in your head. And your sister Daniela is taking care of them. She's a pediatrician, after all." She approached me and adjusted the tail of my wedding gown. She is probably right. The boys, especially Dante, cry so much I keep hearing them even when they are silent. No matter how much I feed them, they are still always hungry. They're a handful! Even with Chris's assistance, it's overwhelming at times. I wanted to handle everything on my own, but ultimately, I eventually agreed to Chris's idea of hiring a nurse. She stays for six hours a day, giving me the chance to finally take a shower or a nap. She was invited to the wedding today, as a guest, not to work. But she already had plans. My sister and my mum are t
-NINA- Sebastian's lifeless form hit the floor with a heavy thud. I leaped into Chris' arms, holding him tightly. Burying my face in his chest, my ears filled with the rapid thump of his heartbeat, bringing me comfort. He was here. "You came!" I managed to choke out. A torrent of emotions washed over me: relief at seeing him again, anger about him risking his life, and sorrow for his uncle meeting such a tragic end, consumed by his own sick mind. He kissed the top of my head, his hand cradling my nape. "Baby, I'd go to the ends of the earth for you." Around us, a lot of footsteps rushed inside, but my eyes remained closed. "Are you two okay?" a man's voice asked behind Chris. Releasing his grip, Chris gently cupped my cheeks with both hands, lifting my head. "Nina, are you hurt?" I opened my eyes and looked at him. His hazel irises were filled with concern as he scanned me for any injuries. "Just a bit bruised, but I'll be okay." I grimaced. "Ho
-CHRIS- "Owen, talk to me." I asked my head of security as soon as my uncle disconnected the phone. Since I came from the airport, we've been in my living room, trying to discover where my uncle took Nina. "The sign from his call came from New Jersey. Unfortunately, there is not enough information to give us a precise location." he answered, his brows furrowed. "I have to call my lawyer and prepare the transfer documents." My throat was dry. I didn't care about the shares, but what would my uncle do when he got what he wanted? He hated me and had nothing else to lose. He'll kill Nina. And he'll kill our baby as well. F.uck! Our baby! She didn't tell me she was pregnant. That's why she has been feeling odd lately. How far is she? We need to visit a doctor for a check-up. My mind was in overdrive. I needed to figure out how to solve this. A member of Owen's team approached him, holding out a tablet. "Sir, we have a lead on the mercenaries Senastian Hayworth hired. The
-NINA- I was still breathing. I was alive. But for how long? The warehouse was silent, though the echoes of gunfire lingered in my ears. The recent events replayed in my mind like a horror film. Next to me, Kirsten's body lay crumpled on the floor. Her head was turned away from my gaze, but I could see blood pooling from her wounds, running silently on the floor. To my right stood the burly driver. He was one of Sebastian's men. Adrenaline surged through me, a hot, fizzling sensation spreading across my midsection. I tried to take deep breaths, but there was not enough air in the warehouse. "I’m glad I won’t be hearing her voice anymore. She was really annoying, wasn’t she?" Sebastian's cold, gravelly voice shattered the heavy silence. Yes, she was. But did she deserve to die like this? I didn’t think so. "You killed her," I breathed the words out, my arms still frozen in a defensive stance. A nauseous feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. It was chilling
-CHRIS- "Would you like anything else, sir?" the flight attendant asked, setting a glass of sparkling water on the table beside me. "No, thank you," I replied, my eyes glued on my phone. "Are you sure you don't want anything?" She elongated the last word in an unusual way, prompting me to glance at her. With her white shirt opened below her bra, t.its practically spilling out, the flight attendant gazed at me through her eyelashes. I raised an eyebrow, my eyes locked on her face. "I don't remember seeing you before. What's your name?" "Rene White, sir. You can call me Renee," she said with a flirtatious grin. I really need to start using a wedding band. "Miss White, I hope I'm mistaken, and you weren't trying to flirt with me. That would be highly unprofessional conduct. Such behavior is not tolerated in our company. Is that clear?" I stated flatly, a scowl etched across my face. She quickly adjusted her shirt, buttoning it up until nothing was left open. "Yes, s
-NINA- It's Monday morning, and I find it impossible to concentrate on work. My body may be here, but my mind is still in Harper's bathroom on Saturday night, staring at the stick on the vanity. Two red lines. I'm pregnant. On Sunday morning, Chris called, concerned about whether I was still feeling sick. He shared that he had found evidence to finally put his uncle in jail, but for safety reasons, he didn't want to elaborate over the phone. He had to stay another day in San Francisco to handle some business, but he'll fly back home tonight. I didn't want to tell him the news over the phone either. I'll wait for him to come back. I wonder how he will react. He loves me; I'm sure of that. But we've never discussed the possibility of having kids before. Especially now, when I'm just starting my architectural career in the US, and he is finally taking over his family business. Our professional lives are already busy as is. On the other hand, he grew up alone, with
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