ANMELDENOlivia’s POV:The ocean stretched endlessly before me and it almost didn’t look real.I stood by the edge of the yacht, my fingers resting lightly on the smooth railing as the wind brushed gently against my skin. Everything felt… peacefulThis was the type of peace that I thought Kane would give me, I thought we would see the world together, that I would fly across continents with the love of my life but…I guess not.I inhaled slowly, letting the air fill my lungs.“You’ve been standing there for a while.” Lucious voice came from behind me.I didn’t turn immediately. “I like it here,” I said. “It’s really beautiful.“Yes it is,” Lucious replied as he stepped beside me.I finally glanced at him and he looked so calm and composed as always. “Maybe becoming a billionaire makes one love the beauty of this world.”He looked and me and smiled . “And that’s why I want to show it all to you.”I giggled and he took my hand and kissed it.“You know sometimes I envy you.” I said softly. “The way
Olivia’s POV:My room was quiet and smelled of spirit and aspirin.The soft beeping of the monitor filled the air as I adjusted the drip beside him. Lucious watched me the entire time.“You’re staring,” I said without looking at him.“I’m allowed to,” he replied smiling.I finally glanced at him. “You’re supposed to be resting.”“And you’re supposed to be taking a break,” he countered.I scoffed lightly and turned away, but I could feel his eyes still on me.There was something about him that made my heart race continuously, that made me so comfortable with him.“I’m fine,” I said.“No,” he said quietly. “You’re not.”For a moment, I didn’t speak because he was right and I hated that he could see it so easily.He shifted slightly, wincing just a little, but still holding that calm expression.“Come with me,” he said.I frowned. “Where?”“Away from all this,” he replied. “Just for a few days.”I turned to face him fully now.“You just got out of an incident with Kane,” I said.“And I’m
KANE’S POV:I couldn’t sleep last night. The torments of Olivia bearing my father’s child took away every source of peace and happiness.I tried… but I couldn’t.Every time I lowered myself onto the chair or the edge of the bed, something inside me snapped, and I was back on my feet again, pacing around like a mad man.My hands dragged through my hair as I moved across the room.My jaw tightened and my chest felt heavy. Absolutely everything felt wrong…everything.My father sleeping with Olivia wasn’t something I would love to imagine, because it made my blood boil in anger.I let out a sharp breath and stopped for a second, placing my hands on my hips and staring at the veil for a minute.Then thoughts of last night replayed once more.“Do you not see how much you broke her with your infidelity?” My father’s voice echoed in my head.My teeth clenched immediately. “No…” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head.But my thoughts spiraled again.She was truly heartbroken.I dragged my
OLIVIA’S POV:Morning came by so swiftly. Last night was such an intimate night for me and Lucious.We fucked like we knew it was a new dawn for something great.The warm light pressed gently against my skin, slipping through the curtains and settling over us.The air was calm and still…For a moment, I didn’t move, I just lay there, wrapped in warmth, in comfort and in something I hadn’t allowed myself to feel completely in a long time.Slowly, I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw… was him…Lucious.He was already awake and he was staring at me, he was watching me.His head rested slightly against the pillow, his body close to mine beneath the sheets.The blanket covered us, but I could still feel the heat of his skin, the steady breathing of his chest.His eyes… were soft, like he was looking at something fragile, like something he didn’t want to lose.I blinked slowly, adjusting to the light.“Why are you staring at me like that?” I murmured, my voice still thick with sleep.A
KANE'S POV The elevator doors opened directly into the house. And the silence of the foyer was like a sharp contrast to the ringing in my ears. Every muscle in my body felt like it had been shredded and reattached with rusted wire. Everything ached, even my teeh.My jaw throbbed, a remunder of the punch my father had got in, and my knuckles were raw and crusted with dried blood.I didn’t turn on the lights as I made my way towards the stairs.“Kane? Is that you?”Cynthia's voice drifted from the living room. “Who else would it be?” I answered harshly.I heard the rustle of silk, the sound of her rising from the sofa. A few seconds later, it was turned on.I flinched inwardly at the unwelcome glare, before fixing my eyes on Cynthia.Silently, her eyes traveled over my torn sleeves, my blood-smeared shirt, and the darkening bruise on my cheek.“Well what the hell happened to you? Where have you been? I’ve been calling you for hours and…”“Not now, Cynthia,” I rasped, my voice soundin
OLIVIA'S POV The glass doors of the gallery seemed to recoil as Lucious stepped through them.I stopped mid-motion, a stack of exhibition catalogs slipping from my fingers and scattering across the polished hardwood like fallen leaves. My heart, already erratic from my morning conversation with Kane, performed a frantic double-thud against my ribs.“Lucious.”He looked like a masterpiece that had been left out in a riot. His charcoal blazer was torn at the shoulder, the silk lining peeking through like a jagged wound. His lip was split, a dark crust of blood drying at the corner, and his left eye was already beginning to puff into a dull shade of violet. Yet, even battered, he carried himself with that cool, magnetic grace that drew everyone in.“Hello, dear,” he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. “I asked if I could see you, and I may or may not have used my name…sorry. I hope you don't mind.”“What on earth…” I moved toward him, my heels clicking a frantic rhythm. I didn't
Olivia’s POV. The taxi came to a stop in front the maxim building. Slowly I exited the back seat and moved over to the boot. It opened immediately and I took out my luggages. Before moving over to the driver. “Thank you very much. How much is it?”The bald headed man in his thirties turned to me,
Olivia’s POV“Surely you have something to say?” Eric asked, his voice low but his face attentive. I couldn’t stare at his eyes. If I did, I’d break easily and tell him everything. There was no point rushing it as it is. How do I break it to my last living relative that I'm pregnant... and it's b
Cynthia’s POVThis was going to be a tough one. What if he gets furious and super aggressive?I thought continuously. Fear gnawing at me. I swallowed deep in my throat. Summoning the courage to kill the engine. I had packed out at a popular restaurant not far from my old neighborhood. Gently I st
Olivia’s POV“No, no, no….” I heard his voice crying out to me. “Let’s go.” Eric said, ignoring Kane’s alarming voice inside the hospital. I thought I’d moved past it. Kane I mean. But here I was, feeling awful as my brother walked me from the hospital. His arm wrapped around me. While Sally acco







