Camille’s POV – The air stuck in my chest and im unable to breathe. Staring at my reflection, my hands trembled aggressively as I held onto the edge of my vanity. I picked up my brush and struck it at the television.“Fuck I want her dead!”My chest is pumped faster and faster as my eyes bulge out with hate. My flawlessly painted lips are pushed into a narrow line. My mind keeps repeating the headlines. ‘A Love Like No Other: DM holding owner, Nico D’Angelo and his new wife, his appointed Ceo Pearl Cavil, Survive Another Attack!" I want to yell, scream the roof down!I should be Nico’s wife not that bitch who just strutted in like she owned the place. This was meant to be handled by Kenji, but he has done a pathetic job of killing her!Simple clear instructions!Kill her and let the child Go!Pearl should be dead and decaying in a ditch, out of sight and out of fucking mind. Rather, she is alive and absorbing all the pity while draped over Nico like a tragic heroine. Oh Go
Nico’s POV~With Camille strangely gone, It was quieter than usual in the house, my daughter Sophie spent the night with us and we had managed to take her back to her room without her knowing.And now it was just Pearl and I in the room, there was an awkward silence between us ladened with memories of the event preceding us.I looked up to see her beautiful face but all she did was look away.There were unspoken words that neither of us was prepared to confront. Pearl was wearing one of my dress shirts, her hair still wet from the shower, and she sat by the fireplace in our bedroom. I could see that she wasn't reading even though she was leafing through a book.She kept sighing so many times, and I thought to myself how can I unburden her?But my pride won't let me, the moment she sees my weakness she walks away.Lola did and I'll never forgive myself for giving her that chance.But Since the rescue, she has remained at my side.I watched her for a while as her body softened by the
Nico’s pov~Four weeks….In that blissful month, I experienced sex like no other.There was an unspoken passion between Pearl and me…Something I once felt with Lola, this raw energy to own each other's bodies in that moment.Unmistakable pleasure.And there came the Peaceful mornings, dinners full of laughter, and kisses that lasted longer than they should in public.It's been hard trying to keep this newfound connection away from staff seeing as Camille was still gone.DM Holdings was finally in a good place and that had shocked Logan as well. August Winters became the latest head of industry at DM Holdings.His technology caused a shocking stir in the market, and different investors started flooding in. Finally, I was back to power and we became the power couple of the business world, soon my old clients all started to reach back to me.New ones came too and so did my reputation in the mafia world grow.Nico D’angelo was untouchable, somehow they found out I'd been in a coma and
Pearl’s pov~I turned all night, I couldn't sleep, I had to make sure Sophie was okay, but At 2:34 a.m. it arrived. A message, no words just a pictureMy husband Nico, in bed his hair was not like he left, in disarray, his belt loose, and his shirt unbuttoned. And of all the women he had to lie to me to lay with it was FBI Agent Jenny Fucking Beacon.The only FBI agent who has made our lives a living hell from the inception and Nico had found a way into her bed. The same woman who had it out for him, Nico, had been harassed by the woman for months, and now I'm thinking, has it all been a lie? Is there a secret affair between them that I've been blinded by?That was the person who intimidated me in that chilly interrogation room, tried to make me give him up and all this while he has been fucking her!I can't believe this!Her lipstick was smeared, and her lips curled arrogantly, She was fully clothed beside him her fingers trailed his back, as if she had a claim to make. I was ha
Pearl’s POV~I was awakened by a clinking sound.I blinked and looked back at the side of the bed my husband used to sleep in, he wasn't there.At first, it felt too real and I believed it to be a dream, the type which leaves you immobile and aware, just gawking into space. Like an out-of-body experience, featuring me but not me all at once. Then her voice came to me. A voice I hadn't heard in what had been a blissful full month of my life.I turned and there she was sitting by the table in mine and Nico’s room.Camille…."Oh, don't wake up on the account of me I see you still need your beauty sleep, I wanted to stop by to say hello to the new Mrs D’angelo, I've lived here since Sophie was born to do of course I'm familiar with the room, hope you don't mind me popping in”I sat up and straightened myself on my bed. What the hell is she doing here, my heart pounding out of my chest I faced her, her eyes quizzed in curiosity as she glanced back at the space on the bed.“Don't tell m
PEARL’S POV~I believe I owe you the backstory on how I got those documents from Camille.I can't believe I did either, what happened shocked me as it will you.FLASHBACK~Kira had called that night, just days after I told Lorenzo I wasn't going to sign those papers, he had stormed out angrily.I never imagined that Kira, of all people, would find me crouching in the dark behind a trash can waiting for her. She had sent me the location via text.She was still as beautiful as she’d left me in the hospital room, and she wouldn't look at me longer than 3 seconds.No eye contact Nothing, and it broke me, whatever it is we shared that’s gone now, all that’s left is a bloodthirsty assassin seeking revenge.She tried to balance her prosthetic leg before crouching down beside me.“Did he go in?” she asked, looking towards a quiet road.I couldn't get rid of the mistrust that had begun as a murmur in my stomach. I called Kira following the altercation with Camille and the odd behaviour Nico h
Pearl’s POVKira and I knew if we didn't follow the clue, it would be lost to us forever, but first, we had to give ourselves a head start. Before Camille returned, we arranged everything and put the room back in order, just as we had met it.Mirelle Point Valley appeared so ordinary, giving me an unsettling, weird, eerie feeling. The kind of place you can't catch me dead in, somewhere you are sure to find satanic rituals it's somewhere in a creepy house. The kind of place where mailboxes with family names in cursive writing are placed and lawns are adorned with plastic flamingos. Kids riding bicycles in the streets, laughing and playing, yet this gloomy cloud hung in the air, winds blew almost perfectly and everyone seemed to be chatty and cherry with each other.Strangers passing by said hello to each other and smoke from a barbecue filled the air as Kira and I drove past the busy streets. During the drive, Kira and I didn't talk much, Something happened to us in that little h
Nico’s POV~Camile left that day, and we knew deep down we hadn't seen the last of her.A few days later a woman was found dead somewhere and Pearl had explained to me she was Camile’s wife and sister.So much about this woman I never knew about.I thought I was obsessive but this bitch won't leave me alone.Then the emergency meeting from my company came and my presence was requested.I could smell trouble, even though Pearl assured me everything would be fine.With my eyes fixed on the gold-framed mirror, I buttoned my handcuff, reminding the man in the glass of his former self rather than admiring myself. Pearl emerged from the dressing room looking dapper in a power-red gown that seemed to have been stitched onto her curves by a talented seamstress. I could feel her heat emanating from her even when she wasn't looking.I wanted to devour her, She moved with Power, retaliation, and a fire that roared from every inch of her. I clenched my jaw in anger, “August will be there won'
Pearl’s pov~The day of the pageant finally came. August was by my side as usual; he never left my side, not for one day.“Are you ready?” he asked, kissing my lips gently.I shivered under his touch. “Yeah, I am,” I smiled.“You don't have to do it if you don't want to,” he smiled back.“How are you okay with all of this, August? I'm a married woman with a baby on the way. It feels too good to be true,” I said, touching his long hair.All he did was look at me intensely and smile.“I'm not worried about anything; as long as we are together, I'm fine,” he said.“Oh August, I honestly don't deserve you,” I continued before touching his face.But all I wanted to hear at that moment was Pearlita…He took my hand and helped me up. He looked at me and he was awestruck. “You look so stunning, Pearl, so beautiful. Are you ready for your first debut? You are, after all, the face of DM Holdings,” he bragged.“No, that’s a lie Devina, all of a sudden I'm the evil mistress who won't let the ex g
Devina’s pov~I read the headline again, Rival partner Logan Davis Malone offers his 5million dollar yatch to ceo Pearl D’Angelo for peagent, amidst separation rumours from his pregnant fiancée, Miss Devina Daniels.“He did what?” I crumpled the newspaper in my hands and threw it to the ground. My sister came from around the corner, her eyes bright from her early morning jog.“What’s got you so worked up?” she asked, I fumed and pointed to the crumpled up paper on the floor beside her feet.She leaned down to pick it up, she read it and she laughed.“What’s so funny?” I asked trying to get up with my 37 weeks old belly.“Well I did tell you shitvwas going to hit the fan sooner or later, why on earth did you leave?” my sister Desiree asked, “It was getting to dangerous, I was involved in some diabolical shit I had to skip town” I replied.“Then maybe stop worrying about it and focus on your baby” she replied putting her ear pods away.“This is serious Desiree, there’s a bitch on my as
PEARL’S POV~CHAPTER: Ultrasound & Unraveling“You ratted me out to Kenji!” came a thunderous roar, Sophie was startled.I turned around and there she was Akira Watanabe, a ghost from my past. She looked furious, bloodthirsty anger surged through her, and Sophia looked scared.“Can we talk in the hallway you are scaring her” I always felt uneasy in hospitals because there was too much quietness for such painful places. With my palm lying over my bloated stomach, I strolled alone across the clean hallway. Kira was in a downward spiral about something, something I had no hand in.“What the hell are you talking about Akira?” I asked.She scoffed “back to formalities now are we?” she asked, “you are scaring my child,” I retorted.“Which of them because from the look of things you and Nico have been busy” she spat.“Why are you here Kira? You wanted nothing to do with me, remember? So why are you here?”“Did you rat me out to Kenji?” she asked. I was shocked by her statement, “how the h
NICO’S POV~I waited for Adam at the usual spot for over 3 hours, and the bastard didn't show up. This was his usual shenanigans, and I wasn't up for it.I turned to leave when I noticed a black sedan heading in my direction. I stopped and waited, hoping it was my sleek consigliere driving towards me.The car stopped in front of me, and he got out. He wore a black suit with a pink tie. I sighed. Something about him will always tick me off.“Hi, boss,” he greeted before extending an arm to me. “Adam, you said it was urgent? What the hell is so urgent that you couldnt tell me over the phone” Someone like Adam shouldn't have been noticed in the alley behind La Rue d'Or. His smell was too refined, his outfit too immaculate. However, he remained unflinching when the shadows shifted and I appeared like a menacing specter dressed in pricey wool."You're late to your own fucking meeting, Adam!" I stated in a foreboding tone.Adam looked at his timepiece. "No, I'm not. You simply lack patienc
PEARL’S POV~I wasnt going to rest, no not when a vulture perched and waited for my carcass at my doorstep, with Camille gone, the D’angelo mansion was eerily still.Which made me wonder, what if camille never really left, this house used to belong to Langdon moseley, and cammile and her dead sister grew up here.So what if somehow she was still here, I reached for my phone and called August.“Hey, Pearl, sleep okay?” he asked. I sighed, “Yesterday was wild even for me but I had to do it, im watching TV right now and all I can see is my epic failure as a CEO, some people are saying I resigned to be a supermodel” I managed a small laugh.“In your condition, I don't think it's safe enough for you to keep engaging in risky situations,” he said.“I know that August, trust me but I'll never get the peace I deserve with Camille still out there, where is she now?” I asked “Give me a second let me check, she hadnt moved from the funeral place before i slept off” he yawned.“Were you up all n
Pearl's POV~They say Grief only knows how to wear black. I said, Fuck it, and I decided to go with red.It was audacious, and people whispered before I had uttered a word, their eyes pressed on the slippery silk that hugged every curve. A pageant launch wasn't usually held at a funeral, but I wasn't your average widow. Camille was aware that Nico wasn't dead. But she was willing to take that chance to see him one last time if, truly, she was obsessed with him.Throwing my husband a funeral despite knowing he was alive would make her curious enough to know if Nico is truly dead.The headlines were already half written: *CEO Widow Honors Late Husband Nicolas D’Angelo. It was part trap and part theater. "Pearl," Adam called from beside me, adjusting the gold-trimmed suit I had asked him to wear. "This feels insane," he criticized with a shake of his head."That's the idea," I replied with a gentle smile, pinning a crimson carnation to his lapel. "We need Camille to feel comfortabl
Pearl’s pov~I saw him finally reach for the phone, and the video ended.It was like I was in a trance of some sort after that; soon after, Angelo came in, distracting my thoughts.I was both a priest and a sinner, and I gazed at the screen as though it were a confession booth.Nico's raw, gruff, and remorseful voice blasted through the speakers. Not the smirking, smooth-talking businessman that unnerved everyone. This man was losing his mind.“Pearl, are you ready? They are really calling for your head in there. You have to do or say something to dissuade them. I don't think I can hold them off for too long,” he mentioned before coming closer. “Are you okay? Is it Nico again?” he asked. I saw his hands leaning close to the laptop, and I shut it down.“No, it's nothing, just stunned,” I replied with a nod. “Just a little shaken from the row I'm about to face. With Logan there, who knows how it will turn out? He has been surprisingly calm,” I replied, distracting him from the video.He
Nico’s pov~When I met Camille, I was a 27-year-old guy with aspirations to own empires of my own.I was a good kid, well raised and brought up by Nana Rosa under the guidance of God.But the moment I saw Camille I knew God had left the conversation because Only the Devil could send a smile to meI was a young, naive he started faintly.She was an orphan, and I volunteered as a handyman.She was an odd one; at first she followed me everywhere, and I thought she was harmless, but then I saw the true Camile when Jacinta, one of the girls at the orphanage, died.She was last seen with me; well, you know how that story goes.She was going to be 18 soon, and the orphanage was going to let her go be an adult when a strange-looking man came to adopt her.That was when my woes began.She knew I wanted to become rich and powerful; she knew I wanted power above anything, so she curated a plan just for this.At first, I thought it was crazy, but she convinced me otherwise, and I went along with
NICO’S POV~A shard of glass tore through my skin and before I knew it blood had pooled on the floor where I stood.It felt like my insides were torn to pieces.Dust and smoke from the blast filled the air, I put an arm over my nose and found my way out of the blown-up station.I thought of Pearl, hoping she had run out to safety, Camile had played her game.Her dark twisted fantasy to seek her out.She always does this to get my attention, deliberately put me in trouble and I am sick of this.On my way out of there, I saw the van, and I could hear Adam and Lorenzo.Finally, safely out, I was still breathing.I took a step towards the van and realised that if I go back to my life I'll never figure out where Langdon Mosely is.I had to find him, something was off, I know I fucked his daughter but I didnt kill her somehow it seemed it was a strong enough reason to hunt me like a crazed dog.So I turned and left, I hijacked a car from its owner and I left.I headed to Queens, I knew some