MasukDaniel’s POV My mouth fell open wide. So wide that for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. “But… I thought you got over it,” I said slowly, my voice cracking under the weight of disbelief as I stared at my mother like I had never truly seen her before. “I thought you forgave us.” The silence that followed was suffocating. For a moment I was waiting for someone to appear and tell me that everything happening right now is a prank, but nothing. “No… you are getting it all wrong.” Mom’s voice came out shaky, trembling with guilt and fear as she stepped forward slightly, her hands clasped tightly together like she was trying to hold herself from falling apart completely. My eyes snapped to her instantly. “What are you even talking about?” I demanded, my voice rising, edged with frustration. Mom swallowed hard, her lips trembling before she forced herself to speak. “It all started that night…” she said, her voice barely steady. “The night Annabel visited us and I showed her your
Daniel’s POV The moment we pulled into the hospital, I knew something was wrong. It wasn’t just the flashing red and blue lights that painted the entire building in chaos, or the swarm of officers stationed at every possible entry point, or even the loud crackle of radios echoing over overlapping voices. It was the feeling. That deep, gut-twisting instinct that something had already slipped through our fingers. I barely waited for the car to come to a full stop before I shoved the door open and jumped out from the driver’s seat, my shoes hitting the ground hard as my eyes scanned the entire environment in one sweep. There were police vehicles all over the building. Armed officers stationed in different angles, barricades already being set. People being pushed back. Everything looked controlled… but it didn’t feel controlled. It felt like they were too late. Then I pushed forward, my stride fast and urgent, cutting through the officers until I spotted the Inspector General.
Daniel’s POV The manager’s office felt too small for the kind of tension sitting inside it. Everything about the space was polished, controlled, designed to give off a sense of order and luxury, yet none of that mattered now because the air itself felt heavy, thick with the kind of silence that comes before something breaks. I sat in the chair across from the desk, my elbows resting on my knees, my hands clasped tightly together as I stared at nothing in particular, my mind replaying the same moment over and over again. Annabel falling to the ground and how my hand caught her before she could reach. Her face as she lay unconscious on that hospital stretcher. It wouldn’t stop. “Play it again,” James said, his voice sharp as he paced back and forth like a man who couldn’t stand still even if his life depended on it. Cassian stood near the window, his arms folded, his jaw tight, his usual calm replaced with something far more rigid, something that barely held together. The man
Daniel’s POV The drive to the hospital felt endless. Every second stretched, dragged into something unbearable as I held her in the back seat, her body limping against me, her head resting weakly on my arm while my other hand pressed against her stomach like that alone could keep everything together. “Stay with me,” I kept saying, over and over again, my voice rough, breaking in ways I didn’t even try to hide. “Annabel… open your eyes. Baby, look at me.” But she didn’t. Her breathing was shallow. And the fear that gripped my chest tightened with every passing second, squeezing the air out of me until it felt like I was the one suffocating. “Drive faster!” I barked, my voice snapping through the car so sharply it startled even me. “We’re almost there, sir!” Leo responded, his voice tense and urgent. By the time we reached the hospital, I was already moving before the car fully stopped. “Help!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the entrance as I carried her out, not caring
Annabel’s POV “D….. Dan….” I started softly. “What is he doing here?” he muttered, his voice laced with anger that he wasn’t even trying to hide. I turned in his arms, placing my hands against his chest. “I invited him.” His expression darkened. “You what?” “I wanted….” I hesitated briefly, searching his eyes. “I wanted our baby to have a complete family. At least for this moment.” His jaw clenched. “Do you even know what he did?” He paced a bit. “How he broke the trust my mom had in him. We suffered!” A strand of tears dropped from his eyelid. I didn’t bother to stop him, because I believed that was what he needed. “I watched my mother cry herself to sleep every night… I was ridiculed at school, turned into a laughing stock because I had no father figure in my life.” He tried to hold back his sobs, but I was sure everyone heard him, his voice was completely broken. “I know,” I cut in gently. “I know, Daniel. I’m not asking you to forget…. just to let go. Not for him. For
Annabel’s POV The air outside felt different from the quiet intimacy of our room, alive with anticipation and wrapped in a kind of beauty that made everything seem unreal, as though we had stepped into a carefully painted dream that someone refused to let fade. I stood near the center of the open resort space, my back resting lightly against Daniel’s chest while his hands coiled securely around my waist, holding me in place as if he needed that constant reminder that I was right there with him, that this moment was not something he would wake up from. Everything around us was white. White drapes swayed gently in the breeze, surrounded with white chairs that lined the area in perfect rows which were filled with guests dressed in matching tones, their laughter blending with the faint sound of music playing somewhere in the background. Even the tables were decorated with white roses, carefully arranged beside clusters of pink and blue petals that hinted at what today was about. “It
Annabel’s POV Lucian, Stephanie, Clara, and I walked into the boardroom. From the way they all sat, I could clearly tell they had been waiting for us. They were all lost in their discussions, murmuring to each other, while Brenda stood behind Daniel, receiving instructions as she put them down i
Annabel’s POV I got to the front of the room, my body still tensed. I could still feel Daniel’s touch under my skin. My gaze wandered around the room, everyone stealing a glance at me. And then my eyes met Daniel, who was now relaxed on his chair, tapping his pen nonstop on the table. My th
Daniel’s POV Today, I will be working directly with Stephanie in the social media team again. We would be discussing the promotional plans on how to make the Evergreen app displayed in the face of people worldwide. Left to me, I would have looked for a better way to dodge this project, but for t
Annabel’s POV I couldn't wait for the morning to arrive. My mind spun from everything Daniel had told me yesterday. From wanting me to be a mere submissive, to him asking me to play his fiancée, and all of a sudden Daniel is professing his love to me. Everything is just happening too fast. I h







