MasukFreya Smith, a nineteen year old worked as a maid for the Slades— a well known business Empire in the country. One day, Ethan, the eldest son and future heir of the Slade's empire came home one holiday and their path crossed— sparking the beginning of a forbidden teenage love affair. Freya discovered she's pregnant with Ethan's child after he had left. Freya received a letter from Ethan telling her she was merely a trophy to him and one of the many girls he could have anytime he wanted and that it's better she aborted the child or have it taken care of all by herself and of which he would never be a part of. She was also tagged a destitute who could never amount to nothing in her entire existence and beyond. Now, seven years later and Freya is an independent woman, controlling several popular jewelry businesses and engaged to the country's wealthiest man's son while the Slades drown in bankruptcy. Will Freya's thirst for vengeance be quenched? or will Ethan trying to gain custody of their child now by nook and cranny be her greatest battle yet?
Lihat lebih banyakFreya's p.o.v I gasped mentally as his chest rose in response to his breath, his tone abs were just as perfect as I last remembered. I snapped out of it, reminding myself of reality. And what the hell was he doing here knocking on my door at this hour. "What are you doing here, Ethan?" "Junior had woken up. He seemed scared of thunder and had to pet him back to sleep but then..." a cruel, sinister smile crept up his lips again and it just wasn't getting funny anymore. But wait, if he was here now...no, it can't be! "Then what?" "I had heard you call out my name..." he leaned forward, his eyes roaming mine and sending a jolt of electricity down my spine, "and I felt I needed to heed your call, Freya." My hand fell weak against the door knob as Ethan's manly scent hit my senses, disrupting every balance in there and causing my core to throb badly. God! I hate it when this happen. With my weakness fully exposed, he gently opened the door, taking slow strides closer to
Freya's p.o.v The burning flame crackling in the fireplace in the living room could barely match the heat already building inside of me for him—at the mere look of his ever captivating blue eyes and honesty. "No, Freya," he reassured. "I never had any idea about the letters. I had received the same letter from you telling me to move on and that everything we shared and had was a lie not knowing I had been lied to by Martha. I never knew you were pregnant after I left, Freya." I swallowed, my gaze shifting to the cup of hot tea I had made in his hand, before settling on the one on mine. "I had gone with my grandma to share the good news with Martha and your family but was received with so much contempt and disdain by them, including your father we made me believe there was no way I could mean anything to you." He was as twice as much a victim as I am in the whole of this situation. But to think he had reopened my grandma's death case behind my back was something I never expe
Freya's p.o.v My heart overflowed with unbridled joy as Ethan walked into Juliana's house, our little boy in tow, and I was relieved to see they both made it out unscathed, except for a few minor scrapes. "Mummy!" Junior came scurrying towards me, his little legs moving as fast as they could, and I couldn't help but drop down to my haunches, arms wide open, to receive my little bundle of energy with a warmth that only a mother's love can offer, relief washing over me now that he's safely back in my arms. The circumstances surrounding Damian and me have led to an arrangement where I've had to entrust our son's care to his father for what feels like an eternity, a stretch of time that far exceeds our usual routine. Yet, what's truly shattering is the realization that this decision, one made with the intention of doing what's best, might have put my child's well-being and safety at risk, a thought that's absolutely unbearable to me. I'd be eternally in Ethan's debt, forever grateful
Ethan's p.o.v Martha's voice dripped with venom as she continued, "Since you've chosen to walk into this alone, leaving that... woman behind, I see no reason to drag this out any longer." A cold, mirthless smile twisted her lips. "She's merely fortunate her own fate's been postponed – for now. But make no mistake, her time's coming, and it won't be pleasant." A chill coursed through my veins like ice water as Martha's words hung in the air, her eyes glazing over with a detached calculation. Her fingers, steady as stone, wrapped tighter around the gun's grip, the metal gliding into position with a soft, ominous click. The trigger waited, a hair's breadth from unleashing its deadly payload. Adrenaline surged, overriding fear, and I sprang into motion. My instincts screamed at me to act, now. Reaching behind me with a speed that caught me off guard, I yanked the pistol from its hidden holster and swung it up, aiming point-blank at Martha's arm. The muzzle flared, a deafening crack s
Freya's p.o.v From the receptionist at the lobby, to the inside of my office were countless gazes. Some of them whose eyes were glaring coldly at me hissed as soon as my gaze met theirs. Others could only stare as I sauntered and those who weren't seemed to be murmurings into each other's ears.
Ethan's p.o.vPlopping with a thud, I surrendered to the sofa's embrace. It felt quite hot inside that I needed to take my shirt off. The air conditioner could do only little to cover for it. I stretched my muscles as my legs straightened over the sofa, my neck aching due to exhaustion.It's been m
Ethan's p.o.vThe room ascended into a loud round of applause as we celebrate yet another victory of my empire. Not because I had succumbed to Freya's want but because of my persistence and competence.Mr. Hamster is one messiah I believe God had purposely brought my way to alleviate me of a crime
Freya's p.o.v"Ah," he exclaimed as I bit him hard on the lips, a violent slap landing safely on his face."What the hell do you think you are going, Ethan Slade," I hollered. "How dare you even think of such?"No words escaped from his lips. He just stood there, folding his lower lip and staring d
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