LOGINMarcus sat down slowly on the floor beside Mindy, leaving a small but respectful space between them. The nursery felt even smaller now, the silence heavy and suffocating.Mindy watched him warily, arms still crossed. “What is it?”Marcus let out a long, shaky breath. His hands trembled slightly as he clasped them together in his lap. He stared at the half-assembled shelf in front of them for a long moment before speaking.“This is actually a very huge secret,” he said quietly. “I haven’t told anybody. Nobody knows. Not even Serena. Only Henry knows the full story.”Mindy’s expression shifted from annoyance to surprise. “What kind of secret is that big?”Marcus swallowed hard. “I’m not telling you this because I want you to pity me or feel bad for me. I’m telling you because… you deserve to know. It’s not fair that I keep shutting you out when you’ve been trying so hard to be there for me.”“Okay, I’m all ears.” Mindy murmured.Marcus’s voice dropped even lower, almost to a whisper.“W
Henry stepped out of the nursery and immediately pulled the door shut behind him. The soft click of the lock echoed in the hallway.Andrea was already waiting there, leaning against the wall with a mischievous grin. The second Henry turned around, they both raised their hands and gave each other a loud, triumphant high-five.“Yes!” Andrea whispered excitedly, barely containing her laughter.Henry chuckled, shaking his head. “I can’t believe we actually did that.”They stood outside the door for a moment, listening. They could hear muffled voices–Mindy’s sharp tone and Marcus’s low, annoyed reply. Both of them burst into quiet laughter again.“Come on,” Henry said, grabbing Andrea’s hand. “Let’s give them some space.”He led her upstairs to their bedroom. Once inside, Andrea flopped onto the bed with a satisfied sigh. Henry joined her, pulling her close so her head rested on his chest.“Are you sure about this?” Henry asked after a minute, his fingers gently stroking her arm. “The way
Henry and Andrea spent the next morning finalizing their plan over breakfast. They sat at the kitchen island, coffee steaming in their mugs, exchanging mischievous smiles like two kids plotting the ultimate prank.Andrea speared a piece of fruit from Henry’s plate with her fork, grinning. “Did you call Marcus about the heavy lifting? I called Mindy earlier and asked for her help with decorating and colors. We have to act completely innocent when they see each other.”Henry nodded, already grinning as he took a sip of coffee. “Yeah, I did. He didn’t want to come at first, he said he had plans but I guilt-tripped him pretty hard. Told him I really needed the extra hands with the bigger furniture pieces. He agreed, but he sounded suspicious.” He chuckled. “This is either going to work beautifully… or blow up spectacularly in our faces.”Andrea laughed softly, rubbing her small bump absentmindedly. “It’ll work. They still love each other. They just need a little push to remember that.”By
Andrea glanced at the clock on Mindy’s wall and her eyes widened in disbelief.“Oh no… it’s already past eleven.”She sat up straighter on the couch, suddenly aware of how long she had been there. The emotional conversation with her best friend — the tears, the frustration, the raw honesty about Marcus — had made time slip away completely. The living room felt warmer now, cozier, but the weight of everything they’d talked about still lingered in the air.“I should head home,” Andrea said, reaching for her bag on the floor. “I told Henry I wouldn’t be too late. He’s probably wondering where I am.”Mindy gave her a tired but knowing smile, her eyes still a little red from crying earlier. “You should. He’s probably been waiting for you all evening. Go be with your fiancé. You two deserve a quiet night after everything.”Andrea hesitated, looking at her friend with genuine concern. Mindy looked exhausted — emotionally drained, shoulders slightly slumped. “Are you sure you’ll be okay? I ca
“We should call Grandma Grace right now! She’s going to lose her mind when she hears about your engagement..”Andrea nodded. “Let’s do it.”Andrea grabbed her phone, put it on speaker, and dialed Grandma Grace’s number. It rang twice before the familiar warm voice answered.“Hello Andrea?”“Grandma!” both girls called out at the same time.Grandma Grace gasped with pure delight. “Oh my goodness! Is that my two favorite grandbabies? Andrea? Mindy? How are you doing? I miss you both so much!”Andrea’s voice softened instantly. “Hi, Grandma. I miss you too. So much.”Mindy leaned closer to the phone. “Hi, Grandma Grace! We miss you more!”Grandma Grace laughed, the sound bright and full of love. “You two better be coming for Thanksgiving this weekend. I can’t wait to have both of my granddaughters here. I’ve already started cooking some things.”Andrea and Mindy exchanged a quick glance. Andrea took a small breath.“Grandma… that’s actually why I called. I… I’m going to Thanksgiving with
Andrea kept her arm around Mindy, rubbing slow circles on her back as her best friend quietly cried against her shoulder. After a few minutes, Mindy pulled back, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand and letting out a shaky laugh. “Okay. Enough about me,” Mindy said, her voice shifting from heavy to bright in a heartbeat. “Let’s talk about you. Look at this ring! Oh my God, Andrea… it’s so beautiful. Henry really went all out.” She lifted Andrea’s hand closer to the light, admiring the way the diamond caught every sparkle. “I’m so happy for you,” Mindy continued, her voice cracking with genuine joy. “You’re getting married! Like, actually getting married to that ridiculously hot, ridiculously in-love man. Damn, girl. This is so good. I’m so excited for you.” Andrea couldn’t help but smile a little, even though her heart was still heavy for her friend. “Awwn…thank you.” Mindy sat up straight already bouncing on the couch. “I have already been planning this wedding in my head f
Andrea woke before the alarm, suitcase already by the door. She dressed in a dark brown skirt and cream blouse: buttons done high, sleeves cuffed and armor in place. Mindy’s voice echoed again “Just have fun. No overthinking.” The SUV for their departure waited outside. Henry was already in the b
Her first official day as Henry Moore's personal assistant started at exactly 8:00 AM the next day.She arrived ten minutes early, coffee in hand and her game face on. Lindsay's desk was hers now, it was right outside Henry's office, quite pristine but empty except for a computer, phone, and a sing
She rode the elevator up to the penthouse alone, thighs still clenched from the conference room. Every step in the lobby had been torture; the black dress that had felt like armor this morning now rubbed against her swollen clit like punishment. She could still feel Henry’s fingers—thick, relentles
Henry stood frozen in the shared living area, phone still pressed to his ear. Marcus’s voice was calm on the other end, but the words landed like stones. Apparently, Lindsay had been talking. She was telling anyone who would listen that Andrea had seduced Henry and that was the only reason she had







