LOGINSABRINA POV-Hendrix’s men? Son of a bitch, what’s really happening?I froze, rooted to the spot, as Hannah suddenly raised her gun and pointed it at Hendrix. At the same instant, Hendrix quickly drew his gun and aimed it at Hannah.Hendrix grabbed my hand without taking his sharp gaze off her.What the f*ck on earth is going on?“Stop playing hardball, Hendrix. Turn Sabrina over to me.” Hannah commanded, a veiled threat in her voice.Seeing her right now, how frighteningly serious Hannah’s face was, I was searching for the Hannah I knew. The Hannah I see now is different, a dangerous one, and in all my life, I never thought I’d be afraid of her.I forced myself to calm down. If fear consumed me, even if my pregnancy wasn’t high-risk, my baby could be in danger.Hendrix tightened his grip on my hand and threatened Hannah, “Even if it means death, I won’t give Sabrina to you.”The blood on Hendrix’s arm was getting thicker. The white cloth was turning red from the amount of blood comi
[ N E W Y O R K ]..SABRINA POV-I am grateful my pregnancy is not considered high-risk, and my baby is unaffected by the few days I spend worrying about Celine since the day she went missing on her wedding day.Her sudden disappearance on their wedding day and leaving Skye and Sunny behind, is something I believe she would never do without a compelling reason. Even though there’s evidence she ran away on her own, I don’t believe she wanted to do it.Leaving the bedroom, I went to my living room and sat down on the couch.As I sat down, I couldn’t help but cry thinking about how my sister was doing. I was so worried about her to the point I’ve been crying every day and every night and at the same time I felt guilty. A piece of my heart still loves Mr. Lance, a piece I will ensure to erase in time.I gently touched my womb.As of this moment in my life, other than finding Celine safely, the baby in my womb is my only concern.I took the face powder from my bag and looked at m
CELINE POV-Lucian put a kiss mark on my neck, my shoulder, my arm, my back and even my thigh.During our first kiss, his excitement was palpable, his actions driven by raw impulse. Each time I struggled for breath amidst his ardent kisses, he would leave a constellation of marks upon my skin, a testament to his passion.His kiss lasted almost the whole night.Lying next to each other in bed, I found myself unable to sleep.As I was lying in bed, with my back turned away from him, he then proceeded to place another kiss mark upon my back.I felt a sense of gratitude when morning finally arrived, as he was true to his word and left, promising to bring Starr here. Now I just finished taking a shower and looking for something to wear so I could cover my hickey.I wore wide-leg jeans, a shirt, and threw on a jacket. I couldn’t manage to cover the hickey on my neck. I didn’t have any turtleneck-style clothes, and I also didn’t have any makeup I could use to cover it.I left the room and
CELINE POV-I grabbed Lucian in both arms and pushed him.My push only created an inch of space between us.“Celine, please.” He begged with his soft expression.“No!” I shot back, even though I was trembling with fear at his request.His gaze remained locked on mine, his eyes speaking volumes as he stared intently into my eyes.“It’s just a kiss, Celine. Why can’t you give it to me?”“Why don’t you respect my decision?” I shot back courageously.He might think it’s just a kiss, but it’s not that simple for me. If I gave in, I’d feel like I was stabbing Lance in the back.“Because I can’t bear it any longer. I just—dammit!” he cried out in frustration. “This disgusting, shitty disease of mine.”I swallowed, I was filled with worry, for me and for Starr. I remembered his threatening about my daughter.I nodded, and he paused, taken aback.I pointed to the left side of my neck. “”You’re only allowed to kiss me here. Right there, in that specific place." I felt nauseous just saying that
LANCE POV-Giovanni approached us, clearly flustered, and undoubtedly coming from Mr. Marco and Madam Gianna’s room. There’s some relief in knowing their health has improved, especially Mrs. Gianna’s, as she’s no longer requiring hospitalization. However, she’s experienced significant weight loss, a hardship made worse by the recent passing of her friend, Mrs. Martha Morgan.“Sweethearts, why don’t you introduce Axel to Nonni? Sure they’ll be happy to meet your friend.” Giovanni’s suggestion.** Nonni ↪ Grandparents **Catherine volunteered, “Uncle, I’ll go keep them company,” Blake, her personal bodyguard–beside her, ready to assist.Skye and Sunny both agreed with Giovanni’s idea, so Catherine and Blake joined Skye and Sunny heading upstairs.As I stood, Vince approached me. “Lance,” he took two pictures from his pants pocket and handed them to me.The photograph he presented was a stark diptych: Skye and Sunny, mere moments into life, contrasted with Celine’s gentle embrace of Star
[ N E W YO R K ]~LANCE POV-Hannah informed me, “The transaction was successful. All of the weapons were shipped without issue.”I simply nodded, while my mind was still racing to where Celine was.I’m at a loss as to where to search for her next. We’ve covered nearly every inch of America, yet we haven’t unearthed even the slightest hint of her whereabouts. I don’t want it to end with everything being too late before I find her. “Lance?”I glanced at Hannah in the rearview mirror. We’re currently in her car, on our way back to the mansion, to see my child. Earlier today, someone attempted to assassinate me by planting a bomb in my car. I devised a plan just before the bomb was set to detonate and managed to escape the car promptly. Although I sustained a few minor injuries, I disregarded them. Attempts on my life have become commonplace, so these superficial wounds are insignificant compared to my concern for Celine. Hannah was nearest to my location, so I summoned her to







