LOGINLauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Don’t think too much.” Vincent patted the top of my head, but I scowled.He took the phone from me and took a deep breath.“Go and freshen up. I need to find out how Lupus got my private number. I will bring the breakfast later,” he instructed me while standing up.“Put on some clothes before going out,” I grumbled, clearly pissed off because of Lupus.He chuckled and kissed my temple before standing up.It was then that I remembered that the phone I had earlier wasn’t his usual phone.Vincent walked out of the room, and I looked out of the window.The sun had risen completely, but because of the clouds, the reddishness was still covering the sky.For a few seconds, I just stared at the sky.Lupus's pleas kept on replaying at the back of my mind.It was his karma that the same people who made him a mafia boss wanted him dead.I also forgot about him four years ago.So, it was Joyce who kept vigilance over him.She told me that Lupus started working reckles
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“So, you mean to say that we can have more than just kissing and doing orals?” he asked me excitedly.My eyes widened in shock, and I instantly hit his nose with my head.He dodged, pushing his body more on mine.“Get away.” I tried to throw him away, but he pressed harder, pinning me on the bed.“Are you crazy? The stitches are still there,” I yelled at him in panic when I felt the stitches against my belly.But he started kissing all over my face.“Seven years, Lauren. I have waited this long to have our special moments on our special day, and now we are going to register our marriage.” He whispered seductively while kissing my face.I felt millions of butterflies flickering in my belly instantly.He slowly flipped my body onto my back but kept only his upper body on mine.My hands found their way to the back of his head.He kissed everywhere, but not on my lips.His hand moved along the side of my belly and my chest.The heat of his palm felt like a burn
Lauren’s P.O.V.“Good morning, sleepyhead.” I groaned and ducked my head under the pillow.“Let me sleep,” I mumbled, feeling annoyed and sleepy.“You can sleep as much as you want, my love, but you need to eat something,” Vincent still tried to persuade me.“I am not hungry,” I mumbled, but the pillow muffled my voice.I felt his chest press against my back, but it didn’t bother me.In fact, it only made me sleepier.He tried to remove the pillow from my head, but I clutched the pillow tightly.“You are suffocating yourself, my love.” He coaxed me, his hand now gently rubbing the side of my ribs.“I am okay,” I mumbled, adjusting myself so that his weight didn’t press me further.He lay down beside me, but literally half lying on me.“Go away.” I tried to move away from him, but he wrapped his hand around my waist, pulling me towards him.The warmth of his body made me curl up against him.The ache in my body reminded me of last night’s passion constantly.I admitted that Vincent ble
Liam’s P.O.V.“She talked about Lupus Wick.” He asked me in a surprised tone. We were having a video call, but as usual, his side was completely dark.“Yes. I asked her if she remembered anything, but she said that it was her friend, Joyce, who told her about Lupus Wick.” I told him what Lauren told me.My voice was flat, but my mind was a mess.Lauren was so nonchalant about the whole situation and the way she brought up Lupus Wick; she knew something that she shouldn’t.“It was indeed her friend, Joyce, who reached there to save Lauren at that time, but why did she tell Lauren about Lupus when she clearly knows that they can’t tell Lauren anything related to the forgotten past?” He was amused, and I was annoyed.“Lupus exposed himself too much in the past few months. With him attacking her indirectly from time to time, it was bound to happen, and with the last attack on Vincent, I am still trying to figure out how he is still alive,” I said in a low voice.“Because he went undergrou
Vincent’s P.O.V. (Continued)I kissed the back of her hand again and tightened my grip on her fingers.“You have gone through a lot, but you know what’s the best thing about you is?” I asked her, trying to cheer her up.She chuckled dryly.“Yeah…. My strong and positive attitude,” she mumbled the reply.“That’s right,” I admitted instantly.“You are unique, Lauren. Not because you are a Shaw but because you are Lauren Shaw, multi-talented, brave, fierce, and independent,” I continued, counting all her qualities that I admired the most.“You …. Yeah, okay….. sometimes you also make the wrong choices, become foolish for some unknown reasons, and throw tantrums…” I paused and smiled sheepishly when she glared hard at me.“Say one more word, and I will throw you out of the car.” She threatened in a dangerously low voice.“My bad.” I feigned fear, and she raised her fist.“Okay. I am sorry.” I instantly grabbed her fist.She tried to pull her fist out of my grip, but I brought it to my che
Vincent’s P.O.V.“Are you sure that you are not in pain?” Lauren asked me again, looking worried while taking my hand.“I am okay, my love. It has been days since I went out, and we went on a date ages ago.” I assured her, pulling her closer to me.She still looked worried but took a deep breath while moving inside the elevator with me.Lauren didn’t like wearing dresses even if we went on dates.Yet she looked beautiful in her casual jeans and tops.But tonight she wore a simple A-line knee-length maxi dress.I was taking her out for dinner. This was also my way to make up to her for that day's negligence.I slowly released her hand and wrapped my hand around her waist while waiting for the elevator to open again.“You are looking beautiful tonight,” I whispered to her, and she craned her neck towards me, narrowing her eyes slightly.“You mean to say that I don’t look beautiful on other days?” she asked, feigning anger, but her cheeks turned slightly red.I smiled and kissed her fore
Lauren’s P.O.V.I looked at the stack of cold white papers on which black letters were mocking at me. Three years of endurance, hardship, and commitment brought what….A Divorce Agreement…..I am just a normal human.When I signed up for this assignment, I knew what could come my way in the future,
Gabriel’s P.O.V.I thought that admitting my mistake of misunderstanding Lauren would ease my guilt of asking for a divorce, but it only made me feel worse.I painted her as a gold digger in my heart before asking for a divorce, but what I learned in the past two days made me feel worse than I felt
Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Joyce.” I called her in a soft and hoarse voice, as I was still feeling some pain in my throat, to stop her from lashing out.I looked at Gabriel as if I were looking at a stranger, not someone with whom I spent three years of my life.When he was in the wheelchair, I w
Lauren's P.O.V.I groaned in pain, trying to move my body a little, but screamed in pain. My whole body felt like it was crushed under a fully loaded truck. "Lauren.... Lauren." I heard Joyce calling my name worriedly, but I was in so much pain that I only whimpered again instead of opening my eyes







