After five years away, Anna had no plans to return to New Jersey but when Clayton Fisher, the family who saved her is on the brink of bankruptcy, she finds herself face-to-face with the one man she swore to forget—Simon Parker. The same man who destroyed her life. Now known to the world as Vectra – the best cyber security expert in the country, Anna is back with one goal – revenge. She will make him pay for taking everything away from her. Anna knew keeping the truth from the triplets was a dangerous game, but nothing prepared her for the shock when they told her – Mummy we are going to make him pay!
View More“Simon?” Anna called as she stepped into the house, walking straight to the kitchen to put the bouquet of flowers she had bought on the table.
“Simon?” Anna called again, but the same silence met her in response.
The well-lit Victorian house sat silent, the only sound being the ticking of the clock from the living room.
"Maybe he is running late; it's that time of the year, and he has a lot to do," Anna muttered to herself as she checked the watch on her wrist.
It was the end of the year; the cold winter days were getting shorter, and Simon's workload always seemed to increase during this time, despite Paul Parker, his uncle's offer of help, which he always turns down.
Anna shook her head, not wanting to think about the drama between them, as she instead poured herself a cup of wine and waited for him to return.
As she lifted the glass to her lips, she heard the doorknob turning.
"Simon," Anna breathed as she stood up abruptly.
The smile that lit her face could light the whole city as she glanced at the dining table, which was perfectly arranged, with candles lit to ensure that nothing was out of place.
"Anna!" Simon shouted.
There was a bite in his voice, one that Anna's mind cast away as probably her imagination. It was a good day, and it was significant for them.
"Simon, I'm in here," Anna called out, picking up the vase she had arranged the flowers in earlier, placing it close to her.
"Why is the whole house quiet? Where are the staff? The bodyguard?" Simon asked, a scowl on his face as he stared at her angrily.
"I…I, Uh, I wanted us to have some time to ourselves tonight, you know, it's been our…"
"Without asking me?" Simon asked, cutting her off.
Anna was taken aback by his words as she stared at the look in his eyes. In the three years they had been married, he had never looked at her like that, more with an indifference than the anger she saw in his eyes now.
"I…I'm sorry, I will remember to do so next time," Anna replied, smiling up at him, hoping that was the end of the issue.
"Well, it's good there would be no next time then." Simon hissed, dropping a document he had been holding since he walked in.
Anna's face became pale as she stared at him in puzzle wondering what he meant by his words.
"I'm sorry I didn't call you Simon; you don't have to make such a joke." Anna stuttered.
"Ha ha," Simon mimicked, his brows drawn together as he added, "Do I look like I am?"
"What are you talking about? What is that?" Anna asked, pointing at the document on the table.
"That is our divorce papers, Anna; sign it and be gone. This sham of a marriage has gone on for too long anyway." Simon replied, pacing as he spoke.
Anna staggered, her feet giving out on her as she slumped down into one of the dining seats. She held the table with her trembling right hand, slightly hitting the vase.
The shattering sound of the vase filled the room, making Simon stop abruptly and turn sharp eyes to her.
"For F*cks sake, Anna, must you be so st*pid even today? I'm pretty sure you are not blind." Simon shouted angrily.
"I…I am sorry…I uhm…" Anna stuttered, struggling to gather her thought.
"There is no maid here; I suggest you clean that up and get the glasses too," he snapped.
"Why are you doing this, Simon? Did I do something?" Anna asked, standing up abruptly and walking through the glasses to him.
"Hey! There are glasses every fr*aking where," Simon shouted, pointing at the ground as he walked away.
"If you care so much, why are you divorcing me?" Anna asked, tears streaming down her eyes as she stared at his back, following him into the living room.
"I do not; I just do not want to waste time taking you to the hospital." Simon snapped.
"We have been married for three years, Simon. Why now? And on our wedding anniversary." Anna stated, her voice breaking.
"I don't have to explain anything to you, Anna. We signed a contract for two months; this marriage was supposed to be two months, but after all these years, I am letting you go; you should be happy." Simon responded, flipping a hand through his brown hair.
"That is a lie; we were happy, Simon," Anna cut in.
"For chr*st sake, Anna, you knew what it was you were getting into. You knew perfectly well I married you for a reason, and now you are no longer needed; sign the damn papers and get out of my house," Simon shouted.
"No, this is not happening. I am not signing those papers, Simon. Where do I start? Where do you want me to go?" Anna asked.
"I don't care, Anna, your father has gotten paid your worth for the last three years; you should go get your money, and also, here, take this; you will need it as you leave the country," Simon said, dropping a check on the table.
"Why will I leave the country? I am going nowhere, Simon." Anna shouted.
Simon's deep blue eyes darkened as he took a step close to her and whispered, "You have no choice, Anna. You should have read the contract when you signed it three years ago; I didn't think you would be that dumb. Leave the country, or you will not like what I do to you."
"And if I don't?" Anna asked.
Simon's lips curled up in a smile as he responded, "Then it'll be the last thing you regret not doing."
As he said that, he turned and headed for the door, but before he could open it, Anna asked, "Is this because of her?"
Simon's shoulder froze for a minute, with his hand on the doorknob, before he turned to look at her.
He stared at her for a few seconds, then he said, "Yes, she is back, Anna."
Anna gasped, a sharp sting piercing her stomach. A strangled cry escaped her lips as she fell to the floor, clutching her belly. Her hair tumbled free, covering her face.
Simon’s grip tightened on the doorknob. His dark eyes locked on her, unreadable, frozen and torn.
Anna’s tear-filled gaze begged him – don't
As she watched him walk out the door, her eyes rolled up and the last thing she saw was the ceiling.
The conference came to an end, a beautiful end to the three days of lectures and expert sessions."Have you heard from Anna since yesterday?" Nat asked Clayton as they walked out of the hall."No, I only got a text from her saying she was home." Clayton responded."I hate it when she begins to act all distant; there is definitely something going on," Nat muttered."I can't call Mom to find out; she would only think something is wrong, which won't be good for her health." Clayton stated."After that call from the detective, I knew whatever was going on was no longer just about Nancy. Or is it about that letter?" Nat asked herself."What call? Nat, what are you saying?" Clayton asked.He stopped, pulling her by the arm to a stop in the crowded lobby, his brows furrowed together."She got a call from a detective two nights ago, but then I assumed it was nothing, only for her to decide she was going back yesterday." Nat explained."A detective?" Clayton asked."Hi Clayton, see you in town
Down the hall stood Anna, a packed suitcase beside her as she spoke to Nat. The hand gesture didn't do so much in giving a clue as to what was being said."What are they talking about?" Michael muttered, his eyes narrowed."I have no idea," David replied."David, have you seen Nat?" Clayton asked, walking towards them as he added, "The conference is about to start, but she is nowhere to be found. What are you guys do…"He trailed off as he noticed their attention was on something else. He turned and saw them, his eyes straying to the suitcase first."Oh no," Clayton muttered."Anna?" Clayton called out.Finally, they turned and saw Michael, David, and Clayton looking at them."Let's go," Anna muttered, pulling her suitcase behind her."What is going on here? Is someone leaving?" Michael asked."I am," Anna replied."Wait, what?" David exclaimed in shock.All eyes turned to him instantly at the shock in his voice, which was a notch too much, Clayton thought."I…uhm, I mean, you came to
The moment Simon raised his hand, William stepped in, his reflex kicking in as he stood in between them."Wo wo wo, guys not here," William whispered.Simon's hand went straight to his forehead, rubbing it to ward off the headache that was threatening him.Gideon's eyes strayed from Simon to William as he said, "Stay the h*ll out of it, William."William held his ground, knowing there was no telling what they would do without him getting involved. which would only escalate the situation further. Gideon's jaw clenched as he turned his attention back to Simon, tension thick in the air between them."I'm sorry, but I can't; we're in a public space, not to mention there are reports around." William stated, his eyes darting around to be sure no one was paying them attention.Simon's brow went up, his eyes narrowing and his voice ice cold."Is that what you were aiming for? Use Anna as bait to get a reaction from me?" Simon asked.They both remained silent as they stared at each other, obli
Simon walked into the hall, dressed in a black suit and tie, exuding an air of confidence and sophistication.All of which were a contrast to the chaos that raged inside of him. The night had been long, leaving him in more turmoil."Hello, Simon, it's good to see you got up earlier today." William said with a warm smile."I couldn't sleep," Simon muttered."Nothing a few sleeping medications won't solve," William shrugged, adding, "Do you want to have breakfast first, or should I give you a breakdown of your schedule today?"Simon's eyes roamed the hall, his attention more on the search than on William's words."Simon?" William called, looking puzzled."Yes, uhmm, what did you say?" Simon asked."I asked if…" William started to say."Humm, have you seen Anna this morning?" Simon asked.The question took William by surprise, as he hadn't expected Simon to ask him about Anna."No, I haven't seen her yet," William replied, noticing the look in Simon's eyes."Are you alright?" William ask
"Arrgghh!" Anna grunted as she raised her hands to hit the figure in front of her.Instantly she felt her two wrist locked in a fierce grip, pulling her up against a hardened chest, which was unmistakably male.Anna's heart raced, pounding like a drum as she struggled against the strong hold, feeling the warmth of his breath on her neck."Help!!" Anna shouted, wondering who the h*ll it was.A firm hand covered her mouth, and Anna felt panic rise up her spine. Images from that night five years ago flashed in her mind as she thrashed and kicked with her legs."F*ck!" he said in a muffled voice.Anna's mind raced trying to figure out who and why she was being attacked.Then Anna felt herself falling backward, landing on the bed with a thud as he fell on top of her, pinning her down with his weight.Anna struggled against him, thrashing like her life depended on it. Her heart pounded in her chest as she fought for air, the sound of her own rapid breathing echoing in her ears. The fear of
Anna spun around to glare at whoever it was that was holding her arm."Let go of my…" Anna started but trailed off as soon as she saw him.Anna could hear the elevator door close as she stared at him. Her chest was panting from how pissed she had been with Charlotte."You looked like you could cut off her head, and that won't be so good for you." Gideon said, a smug smile on his face.Anna pulled her hand, but he held onto it as she said, "Let me go.""I mean, I still have a lot to say to you, not to mention your return is useful as well." Gideon shrugged.Anna's voice dropped to a dangerously low octave as she said, "Let go of my arm, you f*cking a**hole!"She jerked her arm, and he finally let her go, still staring at her smugly."You really have gained a foul mouth in the last five years. You don't look as intimidated as you used to back then also." Gideon mumbled, folding his hand on his chest."Go f*ck yourself, Gideon. The next time you lay your filthy hands on me, you'll regret
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