LOGIN“What the hell was that?!”
Colin's voice boomed as soon as they were in the four walls of their bedroom. Louisa hadn't responded at first, she moved hastily over to a pile of clothes by her wardrobe and began folding them idly. Her heart pounded so hard against her chest. “I'm talking to you, Louisa!” He surged towards her and spun her around to look at him within seconds. Louisa winced at the way he tightly held her arm, his eyes shooting fire. “That was Alessandro De Luca” she croaked as her chest tightened “I'm going to be a surrogate for him, remember? The date for the insemination has been set, once it's done and successful, the contract comes next” She explained, turning her face away from his ugly glare. Wasn’t he supposed to be grateful she pulled him away before he could get gang-beaten by those hefty men? When He showed up at the hospital and shoved Alessandro by the shoulder in a daring way for touching her, It wasn't long until Alessandro’s men showed up. They almost created an ugly scene if she hadn't intervened. “Cut that bullshit! I saw the way he held you like you were his fucking lover!” He violently shook her. “Oh, now it's bullshit right?” her jaws clenched “You'll have to make a choice Colin, it's either you want this surrogacy or you don't and I'm so ready to back out, just say the word” “What? How dare you?!–” His face contorted into fury. “Stop making my life more miserable than it already is, I'm doing this for us okay? For you! For the fucking money! The least you can do is not mount any sort of pressure whatsoever on me!” She watched as he kissed his teeth in rage and when he lifted his hands mid-air, she thought he would hit her but instead, he drove the hand into his hair in feigned frustration. “Babe– - I’m so sorry, how should I have reacted seeing you in the arms of another man, I'm your husband!” He stated, breathing heavily. Louisa scoffed bitterly. This was the stunt he always pulled to cajole her into something for his gain. “If you are my husband, then act as one– - it's like I don't know who you are anymore!” Forcefully pulling her arm from his hold, she walked out only to run into his sister, Maria, by the door. She had been eavesdropping on their conversation. “My brother is trying his best Louisa,” she sneered. “why not try being a submissive wife?” “I hope you marry a man just like him, that's all I can say to you” Louisa spat and the slap that followed suit wasn't expected. It was so stinging and humiliating. Her face reddened instantly. It was her mother-in-law. “Shut your hole you whore! Colin is your husband and you should listen to every one of his instructions, I let him marry a filth like you. Be grateful!” Hattie’s shrill voice scolded. “What?” Louisa couldn't believe her ears. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “You’d stop whining like a child and go ahead with the surrogacy! It's the least you can do for my son!” “The least you say? Carrying a child is risky, I've never done this before– -” “There's no risk! The De Luca will see to your every need, stop being selfish.” Colin leaned by the bedroom door watching his mother rain insults on his wife, an unbothered look plastered on his face. Louisa looked towards his direction, hoping he’d say something to defend her from his evil mother but he remained mute and walked lazily to where she stood. “Mom is right, my love, please don't take her harsh words to heart and just do this– -for me!” He cooed and without warning, pressed a kiss on her lips. Louisa was in a daze as they all left her standing there, Maria’s shoulder nudging hers mockingly. The next few days spurn into weeks and with each passing day, her heart sank into sadness. The coldness of the place she called home felt quite unbearable and when her sister suddenly called, the conversation ended sourly. “Leave that jerk, Louisa, dad wants you to get a divorce and come home!” Lilian’s voice carried agitation as she spoke. “I already signed my consent letter with the hospital, I can't back out now” she replied dryly, the conversation bored her but the thought of her father weighed heavily on her mind. Her father surely hated her now. He hadn't been in support of her union with Colin but she had gone ahead to defile his words and even shut him out from attending their wedding. “Of course you can! You don't have to show up on the day of the insemination.” “Lilian, please! I can't just walk away from my marriage, I'm trying to salvage what's left of it, he hasn't given me strong reasons to file for a divorce, marriage has a crisis at some point, you know!” She defended. “You know what, Louisa? You are so unbelievable! I'm trying to help you out here. The best you can do for yourself is take my advice” Lilian’s voice was sharp at the other end but Louisa wasn't having any of it. “I don't have anything to say to you anymore, tell dad I'm sorry” she disconnected the call, throwing her phone onto the bed quickly, and then slowly she broke down in tears. Her body shook as she tried to muffle her crying sounds. She was in distress and Colin, who could have been there to comfort her, was out and about at 11pm. She had never experienced so much pain as she did now. It seemed as though she was fighting a losing game. A week passed again and the day of the insemination arrived. The VIP ward room was silent. Too silent. Louisa lay in bed with her hands on her stomach. Her heart felt hollow and her eyes clouded with uncertainty. The insemination was done. Soon, she’d be carrying a child for a man she barely knew. “Shouldn't your husband be here with you? I mean, since he's in support of this arrangement” The gynecologist said, peeking through the door with a bright smile. “something came up” she lied, a stiff smile etched across her face. The lie tasted like something bitter on her tongue as they rolled out of her lips. She remembered pleading with Colin that morning to accompany her. “I'm nervous Colin, if you are by my side, I will feel some relief at least– -” “For. Fuck.Sake. Louisa! I'm busy today, you aren't going to war! You will be fine” He had shut her down immediately like her feelings didn't matter to him. “Ouu, it would have been best if he was here but you did just fine” “Rest well, Mrs. Carter” The gynecologist closed the door gently, and again the room went dead silent. Louisa blinked away the tears that stung her eyes. She felt so lonely being there all by herself. “You got flowers!” A nurse announced, walking in and interrupting the drop-dead silence once again. They were all so nice to her. It calmed her tensed body a bit. “From Colin?” she asked, beaming eagerly. Maybe he felt bad for not being there with her. The nurse only smiled without saying a word as she handed the bouquet to her. “He remembered I love roses” Her face lit up. “They smell so good” she sniffed. “Where did he get the money to buy this? It looks so expensive and– -” The rest of her words died on her tongue on seeing a name tag. Her heart skipped a hundred times over and whatever feelings that were now warming up inside her, she deeply felt it. It was unraveling. Alessandro had sent her flowers. Not Colin. Of course, he wouldn't have done such, she could only dream. “Rest up, dolcezza. We’ll be meeting again soon” the ribbon on the flower read. She was immediately left breathless. Her face flushed red as she stared at the written words. She felt her stomach flip unexpectedly at the thought of their previous brief encounter and her heart? It was slightly aching. Not from pain, it ached pleasantly, like her heartstrings were being tugged at. Why had he sent her flowers? She thought. Was it out of kindness? He had only met her once and he didn't seem like the type who’d be this considerate of others.The estate's golden light was now flickering to life, and the maids stealthily strolled back to their quarters, no one wanting to stay to hear more after the divorce announcement. “You want a divorce?” Alessandro broke the silence and with one hand, claimed Louisa to his side, his hands resting on her midriff as she swallowed, but kept that straight gaze ahead regardless.“Yes, there you have it!” Vivienne replied and glanced straight at Louisa, their eyes locking “I hope you are happy now, sweetheart” “If you are asking for a divorce, do it properly Vivienne,” Louisa said, voice calm but sharp enough to prick. “Don’t involve me to feel good about yourself. If you finally want a divorce then I just think it's because you are trying to flee from taking the fall for your misdeeds”“You bitch!” Vivienne lunged at Louisa but Alaric dragged her back. “Stop it, Vivienne” He warned. “Stop it? You are either on my side or just go to hell!” she barked at him, her chest heaving frantically.
“What happened here?” Alessandro asked one of the men hanging around, his legs swiftly hurrying towards the pool area. The water was almost dried up through the drainage.“What the hell went down here?” He asked again, looking at his men with obvious irritation. “We found ma’am Emilia lying still in the pool” one of them disclosed. “She was here without the old Don?”“Yes Boss and it didn't look like she went swimming either”He nodded, brushing the tip of his nose. “Where was Vivienne all along? If Emilia wasn't here with the Don then she was definitely here for Vivienne” At that minute Alaric stepped in with Vivienne trudging behind him and trembling like a fish out of water. Alessandro turned to glance at them both. Memories of those images flashed in his mind. He walked past Alaric and grabbed Vivenne’s arm, yanking her forward to the pool. Vivienne shrieked, a second round of tears squeezing her throat painfully. “I’d like to hear from the horse's mouth” He shook her, voic
Alaric’s jaw tightened and for a moment he let her stay in his arms, tears soaking through his shirt as her shoulders wracked with sobs. His chest seized from how she pressed the whole of her into him and bawled out her eyes. He was conflicted and caught between falling for her Manipulative games like a fool again. He’d failed Nina while she was alive and he wasn't going to let a repetition of that occur months after she was gone. He brought his hands to her arms and pulled her off more gently this time, her nose dripping, face extremely red and hurt and eyes already sunken inside. His chest caught with that familiar feeling he’d discarded for her once he watched how ruthlessly she’d killed Nina and here she was, the same woman, a sudden pull of sympathy and something he wouldn't name tugging him like a lost cause towards her. He let go of her immediately, turning away with a hand raking into his hair. “Your pregnancy hormones must make you feel so many emotions you wo
Vivienne backed away from the pool, eyes wide with terror. Her knees scratched the ground as she dragged herself in a sluggish attempt to flee the scene. Once she found a thing to hold on to, she gripped it for support and yanked herself up to her feet. She’d screamed so loud that she was certain the maids had heard; Teresa would be running in soon. What was she to say? She didn't mean to hurt Emilia. It was just an act of defense. That crazy woman was going to kill her and if she hadn't acted quickly, that would have been her floating atop the water surface—Dead. “I didn't kill her” she whispered lowly, face twisted into frenzy.‘Get away from here Vivienne’ A subconscious thought hit and almost immediately her legs whirled around to flee. She could pretend that she was never here and that nothing had happened. If Alejandro found out he’d definitely question why Emilia tried to drown her. Staying here and getting caught would be self-sabotaging and coming clean that Emilia ran ma
Vivienne sat at the edge of the pool in Alessandro’s estate, legs flapping in cold water as the evening wind raked through her hair. She sipped her cocktail, dark shades perched lazily on the bridge of her nose—oblivious of the approaching storm.Occasionally, she glanced down at her belly, hands rubbing the barely visible circle forming beneath her abdomen. Then she let out a dissatisfied grunt. This wouldn't do and no matter how much she was trying to accept her fate and love this baby, it wasn't just working.Nothing was working. Alessandro lost his place for tying his apron string to Louisa. She was now a laughing stock and a topic of gossip on the lips of people. And Alessandro? The jerk had gone mute, slaving away for that low-class woman in the hospital while she was here trying to adjust to the pregnancy hormones of a child she doesn't even want.Alejandro? He claimed not to care anymore. As long as Alaric had taken his place, but the same old man would grunt under his breat
At Alaric’s Villa, he stared at his sleeping son one last time before shutting the door softly behind him. The nanny dipped her head lowly in a slight bow before disappearing down the stairs. He moved into his study, hands reaching for the phone in his pocket. The minute he turned on the device, his inbox opened with photos of Louisa leaving the hospital with Alessandro. Most of the images were of her in his arms, face lit up. He stopped glaring and tossed the phone aside with a muted grunt. She wouldn't stay away forever. She’d definitely come around for Nico, she always does.His other phone beeped and picking it from where it had been lying unattended was a text from one of his enforcers—Nina’s father had just arrived. A satisfied smirk lit up his face as he typed in a few words of reply before throwing the phone aside onto the desk. Then a soft knock came on the door, and he spun around slightly as the doorknob jerked and slid open. Through the narrow crack, the nanny poked her







