登入They spent the entire day together, the picture of what a family was supposed to look like.
After they finished Fin’s school project, they had dinner. Autumn watched as Eric carefully carried their son — already fast asleep after the long day — into the bedroom. When he returned, she was unwinding on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. “Should you be drinking that?” he asked, picking up the bottle from the table. She rolled hThere was nothing Sophia could do.While she waited for Eleanor to finally get her revenge on Autumn, she still had to find a way back into Eric’s good books. That was the only path that made sense. If she could force him to publicly acknowledge their relationship — even just as a serious partner — the debt hanging over her head might finally become manageable.She paced the length of her living room, arms crossed tightly.“How did I never know about that trust under King’s Holdings?” she muttered to herself.She had personally overseen the company for weeks after he demoted her to manage it. She had gone through reports, financial statements, and board documents. Yet somehow this had slipped past her.“A medical trust…” The idea felt strange. “Who was he trying to protect? Or what was he trying to hide?”She bit down on her thumbnail, mind racing.“I need to find out more about that trust. I need more information if I w
They spent the entire day together, the picture of what a family was supposed to look like. After they finished Fin’s school project, they had dinner. Autumn watched as Eric carefully carried their son — already fast asleep after the long day — into the bedroom. When he returned, she was unwinding on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. “Should you be drinking that?” he asked, picking up the bottle from the table. She rolled her eyes. “I’m not pregnant, and I’m not breastfeeding. This means nothing.” He frowned as she took another sip. Outside, the sun was already setting, and she was drinking this early. “It’s too early for you to be drinking,” he said, reaching for the glass. “I need it to deal with you.” She moved it out of his reach. “Fin is already asleep, right?” She stared at him, clearly annoyed by the interruption. “You can leave now.” He opened his
"It’s so quiet,” she mused to herself, pulling the blanket higher until it covered her up to her chin. The silence was something she hadn’t been used to for the past couple of days. Her apartment had mostly been filled with the energetic noise of her very active child. Her eyes gently fluttered closed as sleep began to welcome her. Through the dream-like haze, she heard the distinct sound of her front door opening and closing, followed by footsteps. “Must be Anita,” she murmured, too tired to fully wake up. “There you are.” Eric’s voice cut through the room. Her eyes snapped open. He stood a few feet away, and the moment she registered him, annoyance settled clearly on her face. She turned to glare at him. “What are you doing in my house?” “We came to see you,” he answered, smirking at her feeble attempt to intimidate him. “We?” she as
The sound of the alarm woke her up. She reached over to snooze it, then carefully untangled herself from his arm.It wasn’t as difficult as she expected. She slipped on a robe and left the room, heading into Fin’s to get him ready for school — just as she had done for the past couple of days.It already felt like second nature. Once she finished preparing him, she returned to her bathroom to wash up.She splashed cold water on her face and immediately felt a familiar presence behind her.“Good morning,” Eric murmured, his voice still rough with sleep as he buried his face against her shoulder, both arms wrapping around her waist.“Get dressed. You’re taking Fin to school,” she ordered, trying to slip past him.“What, no good morning?” He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “You’re being so cruel,” he teased playfully before finally letting her go.She returned to Fin’s room and packed his overnight bag — clo
It was already late at night. The apartment was silent aside from the occasional clicking of her keyboard.It had been a few days since that fateful night.“He’ll be back tomorrow,” she murmured, glancing at the date on her laptop.Her thoughts drifted back to the conversation from a few days ago.“About my theory before your ex interrupted me—”“Gus, I think I made a terrible mistake,” she had cut him off.“Okay… what are you talking about?” he asked. “Is it regarding work?”“No. It’s regarding Eric.”“What did you do?” Worry edged into his voice. “Don’t tell me you did something stupid.”“I did,” she admitted.“What are you going to do?” he asked, already understanding what she meant.“I already took the morning-after pill,” she said quietly. “He bought it for me.”“At least he’s not a complete asshole,” Gus muttered. “This is for the best. A child is the last thing either o
She helped fin put on his school uniform along with his school shoe, she was on her knees focused intently on the task at hand. “Mommy” he called out to her, she hummed in response, “where is daddy?” He asked swinging his legs as sge dropped it down. “Your father went on a business trip” she answered standing up, taking his hand with her “he will be away for a few days,so you are spending it with me” she lifted him on the barstool as she prepared his breakfast. She watched him eat silently observing him, her mind went back to Eric and this morning and last night. “-mommy” he yelled pulling her out her thoughts. “Sorry my love, i got lost in thought” she replied trying to gain control, “what is it?” “I am done,” he pushed the empty towards her, she stood up placing him on the ground. “go Sit down and don't go anywhere else” she instructed him, placing the empty dish in the sink. She walked into her bedroo
The car pulled up to the Seta by Antonio Guida, and we were led through the sleek, turquoise-accented halls of the hotel to Seta by Antonio Guida. Eric had reserved a private section, a secluded nook that felt worlds away from the bustling streets of Milan. The lighting was low, the air filled with
"No, no, no!" the man shrieked, his voice hitting a pitch that probably had the neighborhood dogs howling. "Dear God, I am going to die of a heart attack from how unceremoniously ugly your taste is!" He began fanning himself dramatically with a silk-bound lookbook, his face twisted in a mask of the
The day after the gala, the Headinberg estate was enveloped in a deceptive quiet. The morning sun filtered through the high windows, but the atmosphere inside was thick with the aftermath of the previous night’s revelations. In the morning room, the large television was tuned to the entertainment n
It had been two days since the wedding fiasco. Two days of radio silence from the outside world.While the media was undoubtedly setting itself on fire—speculating about Chloe, Fin, and Kingston Dynasty—we had been tucked away in the safety of the Headinberg estate. Eric had decided to work from ho







