LOGINI got down from the cab smiling weakly at the scenery before me, the city was very enchanting to look at. I chose this city because it was far away from my old life and I believed I could get a job here and start afresh. I checked into my hotel, had a long shower.
I went to the balcony to watch the city, I sat there with my laptop looking for apartments around, I saw a lot of good looking apartments but it was way above my budget, I reviewed my savings and realized I couldn’t afford to stay in the hotel for long, I started applying to job openings I saw online,I sent out over 20 applications to different companies hoping to get considered for one. I headed back into the room feeling sleepy and tired, I picked up the telephone and a booklet that was kept at my bedside. “Hi good evening ma’am how may I help you,” the receptionist spoke softly over the phone “Good evening please can you send up food to me I want number 8&6 on the menu with a glass of water,” I said with my head throbbing. “It’ll get to you in 10 mins ma’am,” she replied, i sat at the table lost in thoughts, in exactly 10 minutes the food arrived, I ate to my fill and dozed off. I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating, i groggily picked it up rubbing my eyes. “Good morning, am I speaking to Miss Amelia,” a lady spoke firmly over the phone, I straightened my shoulders clearing my throat. “Yes you’re speaking to her, how may I help you,” I said furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. “ I’m calling from landex electronics, we’ve reviewed your resume, you’re being invited to an interview at the head office by 10am today,” my face brightened at the thought of an interview, an interview means a chance to get a job. “Yes I will be there thank you,” I spoke firmly, heading to the bathroom to clean up and look presentable, I checked the time on my bedside, I still have an hour to eat and get a cab, I washed my hair and styled it, I called room service for breakfast dressed corporately and headed out. I looked in the rear mirror fixing my hair, I prepared very carefully determined not to let my personal circumstances affect my chances of a better future. I walked briskly into the office I was ushered into, I met a lady she was looking down at a resume I was sure it was mine she was looking at, she looked up at me with a straight face offering me a seat. “Good morning ma’am,” I spoke softly looking at the decor of the office, it looked clean and organized it had a nice view too. “You have impressive college results,” she said eyeing my resume,she sounded impressed with the results. “Thank you ma’am ,” I said smiling “Why did you leave New York I’m sure you would’ve gotten more opportunities there,” She asked quirking her eyebrows up, i clutched my bag tight but straightened my face. “I wanted to change scenery and explore other places and opportunities,” I said without a hitch, I had an inkling they would ask me a question like that. “Okay, it says here on your resume that you have no experience,” she looked up at me furrowing her eyebrows probably wondering why someone with such an excellent result decided to stay jobless. I smiled at her “ I worked with an NGO for a while, after working with them for a considerable amount of time I decided to change scenery and try other things,” I kept my answers vague and short, silently praying she doesn’t notice my nervousness. “Okay, well the position you’re applying for is not a 100 percent guaranteed, they are a lot of candidates that applied for this role, we will definitely revert to you,” she puts my resume in a file and picked up another, i smiled weakly at her, thanked her and headed out of the office with a sadden heart and uncertainty about the future ,I hailed a cab to the hotel. I sighed as I slid my body into the tub enjoying the warmth the water gave I washed up and headed to the balcony to watch the pretty city lights after staring at the lights for a while I picked up my laptop to search for more companies, I applied to 10 different organizations and headed to bed early. I jolted from bed in shock as I scurried to pick up my ringing phone. “He..Hello,” I put the phone on my ear still feeling sleepy, I knew the only people that would call me are companies that want to hire. “Good evening miss Amelia I’m calling from Landex electronics, you’ve been given the role you applied for ,you’re to resume on Monday by 9am,” she spoke with an accent, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, and here I thought it was another company calling me I was overjoyed “Re…Really,” I cleared my throat and straightened my shoulders “ Thank you ma’am I’ll be there first thing on Monday morning, thank you very much,” I couldn’t help but giggle, I did a little dance drank coffee and started looking at apartments listing smiling at the prices knowing I could now afford them. I sat in my office smiling at the view, I got a very good office and a company car too, I was elated that everything was turning out good for me, my first days were not easy I had to learn the company’s system,adjust to unfamiliar colleagues and work with people that see me as inexperienced. My 3rd day on the job we had a board meeting on issues the company was facing with its marketing team ,I gave ideas that turned heads and made my superiors nod heads in agreement, I was overjoyed when they welcomed and implemented my ideas. My thoughts were interrupted with a knock on the door. “Come in,” I spoke softly, it was mrs Johnson she held a file in her hand. “Good morning dear,” she smiled brightly at me handing me the file. “Your probation is over you’re officially an employee of landex electronics, congratulations,” she smiled at me widely. I was overwhelmed with joy, I could see my future in landex electronics and it was bright. I got to my apartment in the evening, after organizing my groceries I settled in and headed to my balcony, one of the reasons I chose this apartment was the great view it had, I stood looking at the the city beautiful lights realizing that I have taken the first real step towards building a life without Rhys.The morning after the "MURDERER" graffiti, Rhys didn't sleep.He stood guard at the penthouse door all night, gun in the waistband of his sweatpants, watching the security feed, while I lay on bed rest, hands on my belly, feeling our twins flutter.By 8 a.m, the penthouse had been repainted. The police had taken the ultrasound photo for prints. The hallway had been bleached. But the feeling stayed - someone knew. Someone knew about the twins. Someone knew where we lived.Rhys was on the phone when Maria buzzed up with breakfast and a visitor."Mr. Knight there's an Ethan Reyes here to see Mrs knight He says it's urgent. He says he's... family?"Rhys's jaw locked. The name hit him like a punch.Ethan Reyes.Heir to Landex.Not Knight Corps, Landex The branch that was supposed to go to Ethan - chairman Dunn grandson Ethan was supposed to be in London for another year. Finishing his MBA at LSE. He wasn't supposed to be back until next summer."Tell him to get lost," Rhys snapped.But I
"AMELIA!"Rhys's scream was not human.It tore through the 58th floor boardroom of Knight Corps Tower, silencing twelve billionaires, silencing his grandfather Charles Knight mid-dial to 911.I was in his arms, but I was already gone. My slip dress soaked. His suit jacket I was wearing - his jacket - soaked red. Blood on his hands. Blood on the white leather chair where I had just taken his entire empire. Blood on the polished floor that cost more than my West Village brownstone."My baby," I had whispered before the black took me. "Our baby, Rhys..."Our baby?Those two words detonated in his brain as he carried me, bridal style, running. Not walking. Running through Knight Corps Tower like a madman, kicking open double doors, shoving past assistants."OUT OF THE WAY! OUT!"Maria was running beside him, crying, holding my bag, shouting, "She's pregnant! She's pregnant! She didn't tell anyone!"His grandfather was behind, barking orders, "Clear the elevator! Get my car! Call Mount Sin
The boardroom at Knight Corps Tower had never been so silent.Twelve of the most powerful people in New York - billionaires, investors, old money - all staring at me.At the small girl in a West Village slip dress wearing Rhys Morgan's suit jacket, sitting in Charles Knight's chair."Good morning, Mr. Morgan," I said again, because my voice had cracked the first time. "Sign over your shares, Rhys... or be fired from your own company."Maria's hand squeezed my shoulder from behind me. Don't do this, her eyes said. You love him.I ignored her. I had to. My hand was on my belly under the table, protecting the secret that was fluttering inside me - our second baby. Our second chance. The baby he didn't know about yet.Rhys stood frozen in the doorway. For five long seconds, he just looked at me.Not at the papers. At me. At my face. At the jacket swallowing me.Then, slowly, he walked forward.Every step echoed. His grandfather, Charles Knight, shook his head in disbelief from the far end
"Rhys, I need to tell you something..."The words were right there. On my tongue. On the tip of my heart.I'm pregnant. Again. Second baby. Our second baby.Under the fairy lights in Brooklyn Bridge Park, with the Manhattan skyline glittering across the water, with his hand holding mine like I was something fragile and precious - I wanted to tell him. God, I wanted to.I imagined it. His face. His hands going to my belly. Him crying.But then fear slammed into me. Cold, fast, ugly fear.What if he thought I was trapping him again? Like Jasmine said on TV? What if he thought I was using a baby to save Landex stock? What if, after everything, he left me again when things got hard? What if I lost this one too and he watched me bleed again?My throat closed.I quickly brushed the thought away. Swallowed the secret back down where it belonged. Safe. Hidden."It's... it's cold," I whispered instead, pulling my hand back slightly.He saw it. The flinch. The lie. But he didn't push. Rhys just
By 9:17 a.m New York time, Landex had lost 7.4%.The giant Bloomberg screen in the trading floor downtown was bleeding red. I watched it from my office on the 42nd floor, Manhattan skyline behind me, my hand unconsciously over my still-flat belly, as Maria barged in with her laptop.Maria, my assistant."Amelia, you need to stop looking," Maria whispered, her face pale. "It's getting worse."On her laptop, Jasmine's live press conference was still looping. She had rented out the press room at The Pierre. White dress. Perfect single tear."I tried to warn him. Amelia kept saying she was too busy for a baby. She told me herself, 'throw away those prenatal vitamins, I don't need them.' I have proof. I have messages. She faked the miscarriage to keep him after he caught her cheating..."The comments were a war zone.> @NYPost: LANDEX CEO'S estranged wife faked pregnancy loss? Socialite Jasmine exposes everything> @user1: I knew it! Career women will do anything> @user2: Landex shares cr
I kicked the trash bin under my desk.Hard."Nothing," I said too quickly. My voice was shaking. "It's nothing. Just... um just something I thought I trashed.Rhys was still on his knees, staring at the spot where the bin was. He didn't look convinced. His eyes - those grey eyes that used to read me so well - flicked from my face to my stomach."You've lost weight," he said slowly."I've been stressed," I snapped. I backed away from him, wrapping my arms around my waist. As if I could hide it. As if hiding it would protect it.A second baby. God. A second chance I didn't ask for and wasn't ready for. After losing the first one, how could I dare to hope again?What if it happens again? What if I lose this one too?No. No one could know. Not Rhys. Not anyone. If I said it out loud, it would become real, and if it became real, it could be taken away."I want you to leave," I said, cold now.Rhys stood up, slowly. He looked at his wrist, at the tattooed bracelet, then at me. "The bracelet







