MasukPOV: ForeverThe house had never been this alive before.Voices filled every corner—laughter, footsteps, music playing faintly somewhere in the background. Flowers were everywhere, soft whites and warm blush tones, carefully arranged as if each petal mattered. Because it did.Laila stood in front of the mirror, her hands resting lightly against the fabric of her dress.For a second, she didn’t recognize herself.Not because she looked different…But because she felt different.Peaceful. Whole.“Stop overthinking,” Matilda said from behind her, gently adjusting the veil. “You look exactly how you’re supposed to look.”Laila smiled faintly. “I wasn’t overthinking.”Matilda raised an eyebrow. “You forget I know you.”A soft knock came at the door before it opened slightly. “Is it safe?”Laila turned as Joseph stepped in, pausing the moment he saw her.“…Wow.”She laughed nervously. “That bad?”“Not even close,” he said, shaking his head. “If Nichole cries, I’m not judging him.”Matilda
Chapter 82POV: New BeginningsMorning came softly, like the world itself was careful not to disturb them.Sunlight filtered through the curtains in thin golden lines, resting gently across the bed. Laila stirred first, her eyes fluttering open as she adjusted against the steady rise and fall of Nichole’s chest beneath her.For a moment, she didn’t move.She just listened. His heartbeat. His breathing.The quiet, It felt… safe. A kind of peace she had never known before.Her fingers traced absentminded patterns against his shirt, and that small movement was enough to wake him.“You’re staring,” Nichole murmured, his voice thick with sleep but laced with amusement.She smiled without lifting her head. “Can you blame me?”“One would think I’m not that interesting first thing in the morning.”“Oh, you are,” she said softly. “Especially when you’re not overthinking everything.”He huffed a quiet laugh, his hand coming up to rest over hers. “Give me an hour. I’ll fix that.”She tilted her
POV: Happy EndingLaila walked into the house slowly, Nichole’s hands resting protectively on her shoulders as though he feared letting go of her even for a second. The weight of the day still clung to her, heavy and exhausting, but the warmth of home wrapped around her like a quiet promise that things would be okay.Matilda greeted them at the door, her face soft with concern. “Hello, Laila. I heard you had an eventful day. I made you chocolate cake.”“Thank you, Matilda,” Laila said with a grateful smile, her voice softer than usual but filled with appreciation.At the police station, when Laila had given her statement, the moment had been heavier than she expected. Seeing Lola again—broken, desperate, unraveling—had stirred something deep inside her. Lola had cried out, “Mommy!” like a child, begging to be saved. But Lorraine had not gone to her. Instead, she had walked past her daughter and wrapped Laila in a firm, protective embrace.That moment had said everything.Nichole, Fre
POV: Lola is Unhinged Laila was in the gallery working on a restoration piece when the sound of Lola's voice carried into the back room.“Not again,” she muttered furiously.By the time she got to the front, Joseph and two other guards were already there, and they were forming a barrel between the two sisters. Janka was behind the counter with a customer standing at the end with a startled look on her face.Lola pulled out a gun and held it with trembling hands.“Aw, shit,” Joseph grunted as he put his huge frame directly in front of Laila. “Laila, what are you doing here?”“He took everything from me, so I'm going to take everything from him.”“Who?”“Nichole Fernando. If Laila hadn't met up with him my life would have been perfect! He ruined everything. He loves her so much he can't live without her and feel my pain.”“You're going to kill her?”“Yes!” He is going to die so he knows what it's like.“Lola, Laila tried to peek past Joseph's shoulder on her tiptoe.” You can't kill me.
POV: Keeper Laila, Janka and Rose were laying on the floor of the barn which Nichole had said would be her new studio, staring up at the rafter giggling like teenagers.“I can't believe this.”“You should see him,” she laughed. “He's not only stained with the paint, but the rush is something else.”“No.” Rose gripped her by the side.“We were starting to clean up and I noticed he was shifting a lot and I asked what was wrong and he made a face. He said he didn't want to seem like a party pooper but thought maybe he should take a shower. As he rinsed off, I could see the red welts on his skin.”“I can't believe you had to go to the emergency room,” Janka barely got the words out as she dissolved into a fist of giggles.“The only part we didn't paint on him is his dick so it was the only part not affected.” She knew she should feel bad but was struggling as she considered the way Nichole had behaved once the heat of their passion had simmered down.”“The doctor in the emergency room sa
POV: Paint “You know what I want now?” He asked as he gently kissed her lips.“What?”“To see you wear nothing but that ring.”She laughed at his bold words and the fire in his eyes. “It can be arranged.”“I do also have a picnic basket,” he motioned to the side of the room. “Bread, cheese and meat but not deli meat because you're not supposed to have it according to my mother. Mom cooked a turkey for her and dad today, she gave me a container full. “He smiled at her grin, “I bought non-alcoholic wine too.”“You can have real wine, I know how much you love wine.” She frowned at his words.“I do,” but I love you more and if you have to make sacrifices to bring our child into this world, then I'll make as many of them as I possibly can with you. I might not be able to push a watermelon out my lower half, but I can give up alcohol for the next nine months.”She laughed, “we're going to be grumpy.” “Nah, we'll subsidized it with fucking. “I'll get drunk on the flavor of you.”“Fool, "
POV: Time To GoShe fell into her brother's arms and immediately started sobbing as the door closed behind Merlin.“What the fuck happened?”“I woke up and he was naked in my bed.”“Are you kidding me?” He was pulling away to go after him, but she clung tight.”“Fred, he said he was confident if he
POV: Gala Laila caught her reflection in the glass panel of the hotel lobby where the gala was being held and felt a sense of pride at how good she looked. Meredith had popped over to do her hair and makeup while Janka and Rose had bolstered her confidence while she got dressed.She stood nervousl
POV: information to show “Laila, are you telling me you have a file Merlin put together on his own board?”“He had it on my laptop. I moved it and deleted it from the hard drive and Rose made sure it wasn't anywhere on the computer. Tony’s brother and uncles all sat on the board and every one of h
POV: Lola’s Demand“I’ve got this,” Janka shoved away from the table faster than Laila could. “Get out of here, Lola. This is a private business establishment, and you are not welcome here.”“Where is my sister? I want to know where she is right now!”“She’s busy.”“Fucking my husband?” Lola hisse







