MasukThird Person's POV The evening air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers from the nearby park. Streetlights flickered along the cobblestone path as Ethan and Zara walked side by side, the laughter and warmth from the dinner fading into a comfortable silence.Zara kicked a small pebble absentmindedly, her mind still buzzing from the events of the day. The glow of the streetlights reflected off her hair, making it look like molten gold, and Ethan couldn’t take his eyes off her. He’d been holding his feelings in for so long, always patient, always waiting for the right moment. And tonight… maybe tonight was it.Ethan cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice steady, though his heart pounded like a drum. “Zara… I… I wanted to tell you something,” he began, his hands stuffed deep into the pockets of his jacket.Zara glanced at him, her eyes curious, soft, and patient. “Yes?” she asked gently, slowing her pace to match his.He swallowed hard, the words catching in h
Nicole's POV Seven months… Seven whole months of carrying this little life inside me, and here I was, about to finally graduate. My stomach was undeniably big now, a constant reminder of the tiny person growing inside, and every little kick made me smile and squirm in my seat. I looked down at it and laughed quietly, feeling Adrian’s hand slide across my lap, resting just above the curve of my belly. His touch was gentle, protective, and warm, the kind of touch that reminded me, even after everything we’d been through, that love could be calm and safe too.Leo and Liam died, Marianna and Mr Hargreaves was arrested, Marianna committed suicide after two months of imprisonment. The James company faced backlash for being a fraudster. While Adrian slowly rebuilt his own company.“Nicole! You’re staring at that belly like it’s about to sprout wings and fly away!” Zara laughed from across the table, her bright energy filling the room. She waved a forkful of salad around, pretending to
Adrian’s POV.The moment Liam fell, the warehouse seemed to freeze.Marianna’s scream cut through the lingering gunfire like a blade. She ran to him, her heels clattering against the concrete, her hands shaking violently as she cradled his body. Blood gushed out faster than she could comprehend, soaking her hands, dripping down her arms.“Liam! No! My baby! My son!” she wailed, her voice ragged and hoarse. She pressed her face to his chest, desperate for a response, but his body lay limp, jerking faintly with the last remnants of life.“You shot your son.* Marianna cried out looking at Leo.Leo froze across the room, disbelief etched into every line of his face. “No… no, it’s not true,” he said, shaking his head violently. “It… it can’t be—”Frank’s cold voice cut through the tension like ice. “He’s your son, Leo,” he said, still in hiding.Leo’s face was drained of color. His manic grin faltered, his eyes widening as the truth hit him. He’d been deceived, and the revelation seemed
The moment Loeo got distracted by one of his guards, I immediately sent the signal.We heard gun shots from outside and before anyone could say anything, bullets cracked through the air, ricocheting off metal beams and crates and the sharp stench of gunpowder burned my nostrils. I lunged toward Nicole, ignoring the pain in my ribs from the accident.. Each step was agonizing, every heartbeat hammering in my ears, but I couldn’t let her stay there helpless and exposed. My hands shook as I fumbled with the ropes cutting across her wrists. She flinched as another bullet hit the floor near us, making the concrete crack and splinter.“Adrian! Be careful!” Nicole hissed, her voice tight with fear, Frank was already in motion, he was able to pick up a gun for one of the people that got shot. He corked the gun, moving like a predator to cover us. I saw him shoot, duck, shoot again, all the while keeping an eye on the corners of the warehouse. He had this way of moving, calculating, keeping
Adrian's POV “Here they come.” Leo screamed the moment we came.I stayed perfectly, eyes scanning every inch of the warehouse. Nicole was tied up, trembling slightly, but her defiance shone through her fear. My heart ached seeing her like this, but I had to remain calm. If I moved too soon, everything could explode—literally.Frank was next to me, eyes sharp, silently observing. Every twitch, every breath of Leo, Liam, and Marianna was noted. They had no idea we were analyzing, planning. That gave us an edge.Leo was pacing, voice sharp, commanding. “Frank… I want answers. You’ve been working with them all along? You, of all people?” His eyes were furious, wild, and I could feel the malice radiating from him.Frank’s voice was steady. “I don’t work for you. I never did. You killed my grandfather, Leo. You killed my mother indirectly. Do you know what that did to me? To my life? I will never forgive you.”Leo’s laugh was sharp, manic. “Your mother? She was collateral damage! You th
Third Person's POV Leo leaned against the cold brick wall of the warehouse, his eyes sharp, scanning everywhere.His men lingered nearby, silent and alert, but he waved one forward, signaling him away from the others. He needed this conversation private,.Liam and Marianna couldn’t hear a word.“Closer,” he hissed under his breath, and the man obeyed, stepping toward him, careful to stay unseen.“Listen carefully,” Leo said, his voice low and dangerous. “No one goes back alive. You hear me? No mistakes. No one escapes this. Not Liam, not Marianna, not anyone else who dares stand against me.”The man swallowed hard, nodding quickly. “Yes, boss. I understand. But… are we going to wait for them to make a move first?”Leo’s eyes narrowed, a shadow of fury crossing his face. “No. We act on my orders. You wait for my signal, and then you move. You follow me, you do exactly what I say, or you’ll be next.”His words carried the weight of steel. The man’s hands trembled slightly, but he manag
“There’s more I want to show you.”Her brows knit in playful curiosity. “More?” she asked, though there was a gleam of excitement in her eyes.I nodded, leading her along a narrow path that wound between tall grasses and gentle wildflowers. The night air was soft against our skin. I gave her my j
The car ride was quiet at first, and I couldn’t help but notice how Nicole’s fingers drummed lightly against her thigh. I stole glances at her from the corner of my eye, her lips curved in that subtle, thoughtful smile she always carried when she was lost in her own world.“Where are we going?” sh
Third Person's POV The kitchen smelled faintly of cinnamon and fresh bread, a comforting backdrop to the bubbling excitement in Anna’s chest. She practically bounced as she grabbed a chair and sat across from her mother, her hands fluttering nervously.“Mom,” she said, unable to hide her grin, “e
Nicole's POV I didn’t realize when the silence between us shifted.Frank hadn’t said much since he woke up. Even now, hours later, he still looked like he hadn’t fully come back to himself. His eyes were clearer, yes—but there was something else in them now.I watched him from across the small ho







