LOGINI still couldn’t believe what he had just done.He didn’t answer. His eyes darted across the road.“I can’t fucking believe you, Harold,” I snapped, my voice shaking.“That was so embarrassing,” I continued, my tone sharper this time. “I mean, what were you even thinking? You stormed in there, created a scene, and then just carried me out like that. Everyone saw you, Harold. Everyone saw me!”His silence only made it worse.“What has gotten into you?” I demanded. “Aren’t you supposed to support me? I just want to make a living!”“I forbid you.”The words came out cold.“What?”His eyes stayed fixed on the road ahead, his jaw tight. I watched the way his hands gripped the steering wheel—so tight his knuckles had turned white, like he was barely holding himself together. Like something inside him was about to snap, but he was forcing it down.“I fucking forbid you to work, Sandra.”I let out a bitter, disbelieving laugh. “You are unbelievable.”I shook my head, trying to process what I
What the heck was he doing here?I froze the moment I saw him.I had no idea Harold had followed me. But of course he did. He’s always been like that—persistent to the point of being exhausting. And the way he was looking at me right now? Like I had committed some unforgivable crime.It almost made me laugh.But I didn’t give him the satisfaction. I looked away, acting like he didn’t exist. Who was he to demand my attention? What right did he have to expect anything from me?He was the one who used me.He was the one who treated me like something convenient—a temporary toy for his own amusement. Sure, maybe we both played that game. Maybe we both had our reasons. Maybe it all started because of his grudge against David.But that didn’t make it okay.I didn’t sign up to be a tool. Whatever happens to him now is his problem. I have my own life to build.“Okay, Sandra and Rodel, please step forward.”I snapped out of my thoughts and focused on the crew. Lights were being adjusted, reflec
Harold’s POV“So please… let go of me.”She slapped my hand.I couldn’t even blame her.If I were in her place, I’d probably react the same way… or worse.I messed up. No point pretending otherwise. I was a jerk—no, I acted like one on purpose. There’s a difference, at least that’s what I keep telling myself.But that doesn’t really make it better, does it? It was a mistake to begin with. Worse, I didn’t know Sandra brought Daniel with her.“Please,” I called after her, taking a step forward. “Sandra, just listen to me!”She turned around and walked away. She didn’t even slow down.“I know what I did was wrong,” I continued, my voice a little louder now. “I know it was messed up. But you have to at least hear me out.”Still nothing.She went to her car I gave her, went inside, and drove off.I stopped in my tracks, my hands curling into fists at my sides. “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath.Well… what did I expect?This is exactly what happens when you act like an asshole.I let o
David’s POVI told myself the only way to survive this was to stay busy.That was the plan.I’d bury myself in work, drown in meetings, reports, anything that would keep my mind from going somewhere it shouldn’t. I had to focus on my child. I had to focus on my family. That’s what mattered now.And Sandra… I needed to forget her.I kept repeating that in my head like it would eventually sound true.For a while, it worked.I was in the middle of reviewing some documents when my phone buzzed on the table. I didn’t think much of it at first, but when I glanced at the screen and saw the name, my jaw tightened.Harold.I stared at the message for a few seconds before opening it.‘We need to meet.’I exhaled slowly, already feeling the irritation creeping in. My fingers moved quickly over the screen.‘Why? What else is there to talk about?’I hit send and leaned back in my chair, waiting. A minute passed. Then another. Just when I was about to toss my phone aside, it buzzed again.‘You have
“Mommy, what’s going on?” Daniel asked softly.I lowered my gaze to him. He was still holding the drawing he made for Harold. My chest tightened at the sight.David’s eyes lingered on Daniel longer than they should have.There was something in his expression. I could almost see the thoughts forming in his head, one after another. He wanted answers. He wanted to ask.But he didn’t.Because I was there.I glanced at Harold, expecting at least a reaction, some acknowledgment of what I had just asked. But instead, he simply scoffed under his breath, like my words didn’t matter.“I want to discuss something with you, my dear brother,” Harold said casually, his voice calm but carrying an unreadable edge beneath the surface.David’s eyes darkened, a flicker of irritation flashing across his face. His jaw tightened, and I could tell he was already getting annoyed.“I can’t talk about this,” David said, his tone controlled but firm, “if there’s a child watching us.”Before anything else could
My heart hammered against my ribs.Shit…“What are you doing here, David?” I managed to ask.David shouldn’t be here!He didn’t answer me immediately. His eyes, those sharp, discerning eyes that used to track my every move in the dark, narrowed.I saw the way his brow furrowed as he looked at the boy standing at my side—a boy who carried a ghost of a resemblance he wasn’t supposed to notice.Before David could open his mouth to ask the one question that would end my life, I acted.I scooped Daniel up and I turned my back on the man who had once discarded me like trash.“Sandra, wait!” David’s voice boomed across the lobby.I didn’t look back. I couldn’t!I walked toward the elevators, my pace just short of a full-blown run, my breath coming in jagged hitches.“Mommy, why are we running away?” Daniel asked, his voice muffled against my shoulder. “And who is that man?”“Don’t pay attention to him, Daniel,” I whispered, my voice trembling.“What did I teach you, baby? You aren’t allowed t
“Please…”The air in the office felt like it had been sucked out of the room. I stood there, my heart hammering against my ribs, looking at David with a mix of disgust and disbelief.This wasn’t supposed to happen“I don’t want anything to do with you…” I said, my voice shaking despite my best effo
I couldn’t believe this.After so many years, I was finally standing in front of David again.But this—this wasn’t the reaction I expected from him.Everything happened so fast. One second, the air was tense, and the next, David’s fist had already landed on Harold’s face.“Harold!” I rushed to his
David’s POV“Honey, you look like you’re in a hurry. Do you have an early meeting today?” Cyndrel asked, her voice soft and casual, like any other normal morning.“Yeah… I have something important to take care of right now,” I said.I forced my tone to stay steady, even though my hands were trembli
“Are you okay? Why did you stop?” I asked.He didn’t say anything. I was about to push myself up and pull away when he suddenly shook his head.“I’ll just finish this quickly,” he whispered.Then he pinned me down again and suddenly sped up his thrusts, like something inside him had snapped.His mo







