PEARL’S POV~Devina finally left.And this time, no drama at least Not in a big way. No flipping hair in my face, No last dig on my personality.She just looked in both directions, hung her belly in the air and left.I guess that's the last I'll see of her, I take it means she’s not going to attend the pageant. Leaving the disposable phone like a corpse. I sat still. Listening. Reflecting. Making a plan. Camille had always been the one. Behind the glass at all times. behind the mask In the back of this twisted, decaying labyrinth. Used people conveniently like Nora, Langdon’s daughter.But wait, the story is getting me more and more confused.Think Pearl what are the facts,he made Nico who he is, meaning my bastard of a husband owes him fuck all, but what happened between them that has led them down the rabbit hole.First, he was black and now white?Who is Langdon Mosely What have I really found, everything always led to Camille and Nico.Who sent the bomb and why was Camille
Lorenzo’s pov~I followed the van closely, and soon we headed for the Bronx. I sent a message to Adam, and he wasted no time arranging enforcers.I got out of my car and slid into the shadows. I watched them hurl both women out of the car and into a house that looked like it had not been lived in years.I quietly snuck in just as the door was about to close.I walked over to a dark corner just as one of the guards moved to shut the door.“Well, lucky me killing two birds with one stone, bring them over here.” I heard Camille's voice next.I hid and peered through the darkness to see what would happen next, I couldn't take on the guards in here without help, all I could do was hope Adam came just in time to save them.She injected both women with something and soon I could see them groaning as they came to.“Hello, Pearl,” she started with a smile. Pearl turned around just in time to catch her disdain, “what the hell! Where is Sophie?” she yelled not caring about herself.She was a sel
PEARL’S POV~“Im sorry im what!” What am I hearing? Is this a prank? Perhaps a dream.But how? It's just been a month since I married Nico and honestly, I thought i could never get pregnant not after the last time.My heart pounded against my ribs as I gazed at the physician."Congratulations," he repeated. I looked at his identity card. “Dr Gibson, you are mistaken; I'm not pregnant.” He chuckled, his voice softer this time, as if he were worried I would lose it totally from confusion. "Yes, you are. You're pregnant."The impact of the words was far greater than that of any bullet, betrayal, or fall that had become a part of my identity for so long.I'm expecting a child…. This was the last thing I ever thought could possibleI felt my gut turn around and my knees sway. The whole room swayed, but the door slammed open with a crash before I could comprehend it."Pearl!" The hospital wing was filled with August's voice.I turned just in time to see him lunging through the doorway, ga
PEARL’S POVI sat in my chair looking out through the glass window, wondering where the father of my children was.I asked myself, ‘do I want Nico to be a part of my child’s life?’ Still, a part of me lingered to tell him this exciting news: 1 month of marital bliss, and now once again I have an estranged spouse. How fast the tables turned.I missed him so much even though I couldn't bring myself to say it, but today is not the day I show my weakness.I have a visitor who will decide my little daughter’s fate.The conference hall at DM Holdings felt colder today, or perhaps it was just me, heavy, sweaty, and anxious in my seat while acting like I had everything together.August had been amazing at helping me at the office. Rumours were flying that I was proving to be like Logan after all, and I didn't care about the company. Now that Nico’s on the run, no one knows the fate of the company.The sun shone outside the glass windows, but inside, it felt like a glacier had moved in. I lo
Pearl’s pov~Jenny looked at me like she had slapped me with reality.“You know nothing huh” she said with a concurring shake of her head.I was silent, “and now you’ve been plunged deep into their shit and very quickly you've gained recognition by the FBI” she stated.I was trembling with fear even though I tried my best for Jenny not to see it but it was there for all To see.“That video of Nico and I that was over a decade ago and I never knew it existed, when I found out about their twisted games back then they killed my first husband to silence me if I didnt they would come after my son” she paused before turning to look at me.“I've been reassigned to desk duty pending the result of the investigation so im fucked, my last chance at getting my job back is bringing Nico in” she finished.I was still quiet, The whole room appeared to tilt as the glass shards on the floor glittered like tiny, mocking stars.Nico. Camille.They had planned everything down to the T. A man I hardly kn
PEARL’S POVI imagined Sophie in a box at Hope Memorial, isolated, lying on her bed unconscious as I put my signature on the document. Finally, it's done, there was no need to wait till the close of business. I've made the right choice.I'm going to save Sophia no matter what.I slid the papers back to Jenny.“You’ve got what you want, I don't have the whole day to think about making the same choice” I replied.She smiled and picked up the documents, “I like how you are thinking Pearl, she slid the document into the envelop and just as she was about to turn and leave Adam came in, his mood wasn't good.Once again something had happened or so I thought.. Why is Nico’s lawyer already here? My signature was like an unstoppable wound that flowed into the parchment and guilt washed through me as he looked around the room.“I heard what happened, this is taking it too far Jenny!” he snapped at her as she walked towards him.“Oh so its Jenny now, not officer beacon? Oh Adam you can pretend
PEARL’S POV~I didnt know where I was headed but the airport was the next bet.I knew wherever I found myself I'd be okay.So I booked the next flight available to South Africa.Miraculously I booked a window seat, I had to blend into economy I couldn't risk my business partners seeing me in first class.The sound of a crying child soothed me in a way I never expected.I touched my belly and sighed.“Expecting are ya!” I heard a cheery tone beside me.I turned to see a ginger-haired man, I looked around in a fit of panic.“Relax! No one is out to get ya” she grinned before gesturing to me to calm down.“I'm fine” I replied coldly before turning back to the window.“I'm sorry if I startled ya, I have a wife back home also expecting, are you okay you seemed distressed” “I'm fine!” I snapped, and the man’s cherry smile faded.I sighed it seemed my bad mood was starting to spread.“I'm sorry, okay? I'm just not in the mood to talk” I replied dryly.The man nodded, “there are days like th
PEARL’S POV~As I felt my hand catch something, almost like a branch, my heart raced.Words couldn't form from my throat; I looked up in a fit of panic as I screamed.I was dangling midair from what appears to be a branch, and then someone rears his head from an opening.“Take my hand!” he said.That voice—I looked up at him; it was my husband.“Nico?” He leaned forward as he crouched down at the branch.“Nico!” I exclaimed.I took his hand, and immediately he clutched onto my hands. He pulled me up and into a small hidden cave.Fear ripped through me. “Oh my god!” I screamed.“Why would Liam push me off the cliff?” I screamed.“Calm down, Pearl, calm down,” he said softly, “and you!” I screamed, turning to him, as my body system beat with a rush of adrenaline.“You disappeared, without a word, leaving me to deal with a shitpile you dropped on the way,” I screamed in frustration.“If you could just let me explain, please!” He continued.“What do you want to say to me, Nico? What? Tell
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