MasukDorian’s POVI held the diary in my hands, my fingers shaking as I stared at Candice’s handwriting. My eyes scanned the first page, and It was dated around the time she ran to London. It was also around the time when I noticed that she was no where to be found in Europe. Her handwriting was a bit shaky, like she’d been crying while writing.“Big thanks to Lucien for getting me out of there and to London with the babies still in my belly. I don’t mind starting over from nothing. It’s got to be better than staying where nobody wants me.”Babies? Plural? My mind flashed back to the CCTV footage. Those kids on the footage were indeed mine. She was carrying twins. My twins.It was real. They were mine. I felt a mix of happiness and guilt I swallowed hard and kept reading. “If someone told me two months ago that I would be in London, carrying twins alone while being hated by the man I love, I would’ve laughed and said no way.”“ But here I am, in this little village, feeling lost. The tw
Dorian’s POV“Sir, could you at least hear me out?” I pleaded, my voice cracking a bit.He looked at me with pure disgust. “Don’t you even have an ounce of shame? You claim to abandon your fiancée for four years, and now you’re back asking for forgiveness? Who do you think you are?”I shook my head, trying to keep calm. “That wasn’t how it happened, sir. Please, just listen—”“Listen? To you?” He cut me off, his voice rising. “You’re wicked! A heartless monster! How do you sleep at night after what you did? You’re a spineless coward who doesn’t deserve a second chance!”I opened my mouth to speak up, to explain the lies I’d been fed, but he didn’t give me a chance. His rant just kept coming. “You’re a villain!! A beast who preys on good people and then vanishes. Shame on you.”His shouting echoed down the street, drawing eyes from nearby houses. Neighbors stepped closer, curious and angry at the same time.“What’s all the noise about? Is everything alright, Mr Tom?” One of them aske
Dorian’s POVI pressed my palm against the door knob and gave it a twist, hoping it would budge, but it didn’t bulge. I didn’t leave right away. I stood there on the quiet porch. “Hello? Anyone in there?” I called out softly, glancing around the quiet street. The house looked abandoned with overgrown bushes creeping up the sides.I stepped back and started wandering around the side of the house. “Come on, there has to be someone who’s been here since she left,” I muttered to myself. “Maybe a tenant or a caretaker who knows something about her life. Just a little detail could help.”I went up to one of the windows and leaned closer, cupping my hands against the glass to block the light. The inside was pitch black. I could barely see anything except my own faint reflection.I moved to the next window but it same thing. Darkness.Frustrated, I exhaled sharply and walked back toward the front door, running a hand through my hair.Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket, vibrating again
DORIAN’S POVI lay flat on the hotel bed, staring at the ceiling like it might give me the answer that I was looking for.I couldn’t relax, not even for one minute. I couldn’t think about anything except waiting for that private investigator to send me whatever dirt he had dug up on Candice. I was so impatient, my legs kept twitching under the sheets. I kept glancing at my phone on the table, waiting for it to buzz. Come on, ring already, I thought. Hours felt like days. What if he found nothing? No, that couldn’t be. He was the best of the best so there was no way that he wouldn’t find anything. Suddenly, my phone dinged with a notification. My heart jumped. I bolted upright, swung my legs off the bed, and rushed over to the table. Grabbing the phone, I unlocked it with shaky fingers. Who was it? Please be him.Yes! It was from the private detective. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Hope this is good news, I muttered to myself. I tapped open the message.“Hello bo
Dorian’s POVMy mind was a mess, swirling with questions that wouldn’t let me rest. Why did she have to come back to Europe just to work for that bastard? It didn’t make sense.?While I was still lost in my thoughts, my investigator’s voice came through the phone, pulling me back.“Boss, is there anything else you want me to find?”“Yes,” I said immediately. “I want you to find out which exact branch of my brother’s company Candice is working in.”“Got it, boss. I’ll get right on it and report back soon,” he replied.He ended the call and I dropped my phone on the desk, dragging my hand down my face in pure frustration.Not even ten minutes passed before my phone rang again.“Boss, I found it,” he said without wasting time. “She’s working in Mr. Lucien’s main company—the headquarters where he spends most of his time.”My grip tightened on the phone. Of course it was his main spot. Lucien always liked to keep his prizes close. “Alright, send me the address right away.”“Okay, boss. Sen
Dorian’s POVCandice eyes were wide, filled with panic and confusion, the moment she stepped into the room. It was like she was searching for someone and at the same time worried about someone. Who was she searching for?She looked around quickly, scanning every face in the room. When her gaze finally landed on me, she froze.Her lips parted slightly, and for a second, she looked like she’d seen a ghost.I felt my chest tighten. “Candice…?” I whispered under my breath, unable to stop myself.I thought she was in London.What the hell was going on?What about her job? What happened to the job? Did she leave the job or she took a short break from the job?Different thoughts were running through my head. I stared at her in disbelief. Was she back in Europe for a vacation? Or maybe there is another business partner here in Europe that she came to see? Whatever the reason, I knew I had to go to her. I couldn’t just sit there.I had to ask her the questions that were bothering me. I s







