LOGINMirella's POV
A MONTH LATER “No, I haven’t turned on the television Tessa, is something wrong?” I asked, worry etched on my face. It’s been a month since my divorce and the pain still felt as fresh as it did on that very day. Andreas was at work, so I was the only one left in the house. “What do you mean? I shouldn’t freak out, you’re scaring me Tessa, I’m just going to,“ I turned it on and my eyes widened in complete shock when I saw what was on. It was Nikolai and Liora on live television. They were getting married in a weeks' time! I mean I knew marriage had to come eventually but.. I didn’t think it would be this soon, it’s only been one month. I stared ahead, my eyes glued to the screen, tears slowly welling up in my eyes. Tessa frantically called for me over the phone, asking if I was okay. “I’ll call you back Tessa, okay?” And with that I cut the line off. I just couldn’t, I wasn’t myself, I hadn’t been myself in a long time. Without giving it a second thought, I rushed out of the house and hurriedly got a cab. “Where to ma’am?” “The Marceli household please,” I replied, the driver nodded and drove into the streets. I had no idea what the hell I was doing, but I had to do something. I mean maybe if I told him I was pregnant, he would take me back. I just wanted to see him one last time. My Nikolai. Who knows he might just have a change of heart. I arrived at Nikolai’s penthouse and made my way out of the taxi, making my way towards the locked gate, I pressed down on the intercom. A large buff guard comes into view. “Yes? Who are you ma’am and what is your business here?” he said gruffly, I hadn’t seen his face around here when I was lady of the house, maybe Nikolai just hired them. “Please, I need to see Nikolai.” I pleaded, desperation evident in my tone. “Do you have an earlier appointment with him?” he asked. “No bu, but I’m his wife, please, just tell him I’m here to see him.” A humorless laugh leaves him. “And I want to meet the President of the United States, but I guess we’re not getting both our wishes, lady, get lost.” He dismissed me and was about to walk away. “Please! I just, I just need to see him, please.” I begged in desperation. “I said get lost lady!” The guard barked at me in annoyance. “I jus,“ before I could utter another word, a voice cut through both of ours. “What’s the commotion Malachi?” A voice I knew all too well. Nikolai! And by his side was.. Liora, she looked more beautiful in person, my insecurities but at me as I gazed upon whom Nikolai had chosen over me. “This lady says she’s your wife boss, but don’t worry I’ll just,“ I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. “Nikolai! Nikolai, it’s me mirella, please, I just need to see you, please.” I held on to my tears. He froze as his eyes met mine. He was surprised, then a look of indifference passed his eyes as Liora clung to his body. “Let her in,” he said in a bored tone. As he walked towards me, Liora stood in place as she watched from afar, a look of hate burning in her gaze at me. I stared at him with tears rushing to my eyes, anticipating what he was about to say. I had missed him so much and was so happy to finally see him again. I fought the urge to run to him, jump in his arms and hug him. “What are you doing here?” He finally spoke. I felt like a bucket of ice-cold water was dumped on me, as reality hit me square in the face. “I…I…” I was at a loss for words, emotions raged in my heart. “You shouldn’t be here. Why are you here?” “I came to see you… Nikolai.” My voice cracked, a fresh batch of tears rolling down my chin and he rolled his eyes. “Now? Really, you have the worst timing Mirella” he spit out with so much venom. “I just, I needed to tell you something too.” “Mirella, I don’t want to hear anything you have to say, you shouldn’t be here. Look at the state of you, just one month and you’ve gained a few pounds?” he said as he eyed my body in disgust. “I look out of shape because I’m pregnant!” I suddenly snap at him, making him raise his eyebrows in surprise, then morphing into rage. “I gained a few pounds because I’m carrying your baby!” I yelled as tears rolled down my eyes. All Nikolai did was stare, he wasn’t moved by my tears. He didn’t care. “You just don’t care, you don’t care! I’m carrying your baby Nikolai and you don’t care! How can you be so cruel? You kicked me out of your house on the night I was going to tell you, and you’ve never looked back, not even once Nikolai…do you detest me that much?” “Yes! I don’t care when you are going to get it though that that thick skull of yours that I don’t care about you, and that bastard in your belly is not mine? I’m not even sure there is a baby in there. Is this how low you’re willing to go mirella, wave a baby around, and suddenly I’ll take your pathetic, barren self back?” Because I could stop myself, my hand met with his cheek with a resounding slap. His face turned to the side for a moment before turning back to me slowly, his body boiling with rage. “Get the hell out! You and your bastard baby! If I ever see you around here or anywhere close to me mirella, you’ll curse the day you met me,” he said in a deadly tone. Liora suddenly rushed out of nowhere. “Nikolai,” Liora calls him softly. He held her hand as she got to him, his eyes closed as she calmed him down. “My love.” Nikolai calls softly. “Why is she still here?” Liora asked. “Nothing my love, you have nothing to worry about, she’s not important.” He replied as he cupped her cheeks and kissed her. I watched as my heart fell into pieces once more. “Remember we still need to finish the interview,” Liora says as she pulls away from Nikolai, a smile etched on her lips. “Okay, let’s go,” Nikolai said as he walked away with her, completely ignoring my existence. I stood there frozen, a multitude of emotions building in me as the guard tried to usher me out. Without thinking straight, I headed towards the patio where the interview was being held. I had no idea what I was doing. But I just couldn’t leave like that. I got to the patio and let out an ear splitting scream. all cameras turned to me, I was on live television. Nikolai and Liora were seated infront of the interviewer, shock and irritation evident on Lioras face. Before I could make my way to them, the guard got hold of me. “Let go of me!” I yelled as I struggled with the guards trying to pull me out. Everyone was staring at me like i was a lunatic. Liora suddenly stood up, walked towards me and slapped me hard. Everyone gasped, the guards let go of me as I held my cheek in absolute shock. “You walked your pathetic little ass in here and tried to ruin a good day. How dare you!?” She asked angrily, and I stared back at her in angry tears. I was embarrassed…beyond embarrassed. The announcement was live and everyone in the city was watching. Andreas was probably seeing this too. Shame coated my skin. I bowed my head in shame, what had I become? “I apologize.”Liora scoffed.
“Throw her out!” She ordered, and the guards grabbed me. This time I didn’t struggle, I couldn’t.
They threw me out at the gates as I fell to the floor roughly, I didn’t get up, I cried my eyes out. I finally got up, looked back at the house in tears, i clenched my fist in hate. Hate for Nikolai, for Liora, for myself for stopping so low as to come here. Every ounce of love that I felt was long gone.i looked at the ring on my finger, pulled it off and flung it as hard as I could.
I swore I’d make him regret it. I turned and made my way back to Andreas’s estate, as rage burned under my skin for Nikolai Marceli.Andreas’s POV The Annual Investor Gala. Was a high profile event for the rich or the rich, millionaires, billionaires, you name it. It was a yearly hall hosted so the fat cats of belgrave find new shiny things to spend their money on, or to get their greedy fingers on. I had made sure Nikolai’s invite got ‘lost in transit’ if you know what I mean. This wasn’t even close to what I had in store for the little fucker. I on the other hand attended every year, not because I wanted to give my money recklessly or be some selfless philanthropist, No, but because it was the perfect opportunity to network and gather information. These idiots would screech out their secrets if you pump them full with enough wine. “…currently the building project valen enterprises..” I pretended to listen while Vincent Delaware, the ceo of a major building company droned on about their latest project. He was a short stubby man, with a very obvious growing gut. He’d been practically on his knees for
Mirella’s POV It’s been a few days since our ‘conversation’ I had been avoiding andreas like the plague and he had done the same, although I have caught him staring at me a few times, I just brushed it off. I wasn’t his type I recalled. Whenever we’d bump into each other in the kitchen or, our eyes would meet in the hallway, I’d mumble a small greeting and practically fly out of there, not literally of course. He had tried talking to me a few times, but I’d mumble an excuse and walk away from him. I was embarrassed enough by that man. By men in general. I had began sketching again, nothing big, but it served as a nice release for me, it was something I’d always enjoyed and picking it up again felt really good. Tessa was over the moon. annoyed at andreas for being a jackass though,as she so elegantly put it. I hated being so helpless, I started to think of what would happen after I had this baby, would I live off andreas for the rest of my life, God no. Or would I live off of J
Andreas POV Fuck. I scrubbed a hand over my face, my scowl fierce enough to make grown men quake. “That’s enough Eliana.” I say referring to the fiery red head currently on her knees, her mouth perfectly fit around my cock. She’d been going at it for the past 5 minutes, and all I can fucking think about was my little succubus.Her luscious breasts, generous curves, her soft succulent body, the scent of her vanilla shampoo. Eliana was one of the few girls I fucked, whenever I needed a release, she had a good mouth on her and understood the concept of it being just fucking, as did the rest of the few I had. It had always gone well. That is, until now. “Did I do something wrong, do you want it deeper?.” She said in her sulty tone. She looked up to me through her lashes. Her red hair, cascaded down her back, while a few stands stuck to her breasts, threatening to spill out of her strapless gown. A lustful sight for any sane man. But I wasn’t sane, not in this moment. “No, I’m
Mirella’s POV “He said what?!” Tessa literally screamed, her voice reaching every tiny crease of the small cozy cafe we were currently in. She had dragged me out of the house to ‘get me out of the rut I was starting to sink in’ whatever that meant. Her words, not mine. We had ended up in this small cafe down the street from her workplace. ‘Cozy corner brews’ Tessa worked in a design firm, she was an interior design assistant, we had the same design degree, just that I, never pursued mine. I was busy playing the perfect stepford wife. I quickly slammed her mouth shut with my palm while mumbling small apologies to everyone in the cafe as their annoyed and concerned faces were all turned towards us. She licks my hand in weird swirls causing me to let go immediately in disgust. “Ewwww.” I grimaced with a giggle. “Oh shut up, you wish Andreas’s tongue did that to your clit last night, didn’t you?.” She teased, with a huge smile on her face. “Tessa!” I cautioned. She giggles a
Andreas POV The house was quiet when I stepped inside, I loosened my toe as I closed the door behind me, the muted click echoing. It’s late. Later than I intended. Meetings bled into calls, calls bled into damage control, and damage control bled into mind numbing exhaustion. Still one person was constant in my mind through it all, Mirella. I had figured a girls day out would do her much good, especially after yesterday. I admit I was keeping my distance, avoiding her in other words, it’s becoming hard to hide my attraction for her, my need for her, my numbing want for her. So I did what I do best, what I’ve always done best, ignore her. It worked when we were kids and I’d make damn sure it works now, I made my way up the stairs and against my recent decision, the first thing I did without thinking I’d glance towards the hallway that leads to mirellas room. Goddamit. That woman was an infatuation, an addiction, I wanted to live and breathe her, touch her, fuck her. Damn reas, pull
Mirellas povThe first headline I see that morning makes me nauseous.‘MARCELI HEIR CONFIRMED — LIORA HALE SPOTTED LEAVING CEO’S PENTHOUSE’I stare at my phone, wishing this was all just a horrible nightmare and I’d wake up any second now, sadly my wish did not come true.“Turn it off.” Tessa says from the kitchen counter. “You’re doom scrolling again, and from what I can tell on your face, you just saw something you really don’t like.”“I just woke up, and I have raging morning sickness, so that might be the discovery on my face.”“You just woke up and already torturing yourself. Impressive.”I drop the phone face down, “they’re really milking it.”“Fuck them, they can rot in hell for all I care and you should be saying the same.”she slides a mug towards me. “Drink.”“I don’t want tea.” I whine.“Girl, you’re pregnant, you don’t get opinions, drink.”I snort at her comment. “You’re awful.”“Aww, I love you too girl,.” She then jumps on the couch, now next me. “Now back to what you we







