The sweetest feeling is when your plans are finally happening and you can just smell that goodness of revenge at its peak.
Laura's entrance into the room was a moment frozen in time as our eyes locked in an intense gaze. She stood there, a picture of surprise, almost like she had seen a ghost. It was clear she hadn't expected to find me there, adding a delicious layer of unexpectedness to my revenge. The satisfaction of catching her off guard was unparalleled. That expression on her face mirrored the shock I felt when I first heard she had left. I kept my focus on her as she made her way towards my desk, her husband settling down beside her. The perplexity written all over her face spoke volumes; she was undoubtedly grappling with how everything had transpired. Little did she know that in her absence, my anger and heartache fueled a relentless pursuit of success, culminating in the empire I had built. "Theo," her voice barely above a whisper, yet every syllable reached my ears loud and clear. Despite the simmering anger within me, I reined in my emotions, opting for composure. "It's Theodore Sinclair," I corrected "Yes of course," Laura's husband chimed in with a welcoming smile. "Mr. Sinclair, it's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Christian, and this lovely lady here is my wife, Laura." His introduction came graciously after settling comfortably into his chair. As I shifted my gaze from Laura to him, I couldn't help but notice his understated elegance, dressed in a finely tailored suit, embodying the demeanor of a typical American gentleman. "It's truly a pleasure to make your acquaintance," I replied "Thank you, and I'm incredibly grateful for your support. I must admit, I was quite surprised when I heard about your interest in investing in my company. After everything that unfolded, you were the last person I imagined would come forward to help." "And what led you to think that?" I inquired, not just for my own understanding but to subtly remind Laura of her husband's needs me which indirectly means that she needs me as well "You're a billionaire, the titan of our city. Your company is renowned worldwide. I can't stress enough how significant this is for me. Your corporation typically focuses on larger ventures, not small businesses like mine. Yet, your willingness to invest in my company means more to me than words can express. I truly owe you my life for this." I couldn’t help but scoff, he is right about the things he said and I just love it. Now Laura knows what she missed by leaving me to marry him. She thought she was being smart by marrying a man with millions well, the low-class clerk she left is now a billionaire. "That’s right, I don’t do that but you know what, I don’t actually have an issue supporting small companies like yours. What happened to your company was terrible and I guess God wanted us to work together." "That is so right." He said nodding, a grin spreading across his face "Anyways, if I want to invest in your company, I would like to know more about the business and you. I am a man of integrity, I don’t just invest in businesses, I invest in the person as well and I don’t like to invest in someone who isn’t capable or worthy. You can say I’m mixing personal relations with business but I say I’m doing the right thing." "Absolutely, I totally understand. I’m a good guy, I don’t engage in any form of illegal activity, you can trust me with that." He said. That is bullshit! I know a lot about him, I’ve been following his work for years and I know that he lost all his money in a gamble. His gambling addiction is what put him in the position he is now. "Alright then," I casually responded, maintaining a relaxed demeanor. "Just out of curiosity, is your wife actively involved in the business alongside you? Any specific collaborations between you two?" "No, she's not," he promptly clarified. "Understood. Given the current timing, I'm not fully prepared for a business discussion. I'll review the files first, and we can arrange a more suitable time to delve into the details." "Absolutely, Mr. Sinclair. Your consideration means a lot to me," he acknowledged with sincerity. "You're free to head off now," I gestured, permitting him to leave. Christian expressed his gratitude, while Laura, her smile speaking volumes, seemed momentarily speechless in the exchange. I guess she’s still surprised that I am who I am today. That’s actually nothing, I would love for her to see the mansion I live in. Her parents once mentioned that I am a piece of trash and I’m not worthy of their daughter, well now I have a whole damn mansion that is twice the size of theirs and I’m sure both them and their daughter would love to see what’s inside. As they got ready to leave, I caught Laura's eye, calling her name. She turned to me, curious. Without missing a beat, I reassured her, "Don't worry, I got you." That statement was the very first thing she said to me, back at the carnival. Stuck with a penny in some machine, she came to my rescue, offering up a penny to save the day. Sounds like a sweet gesture, doesn't it? It was, but that was just the start of her igniting a fire in my heart. And now, it's my time to step up and take control of her world. I've been waiting for this moment for years. I had it all planned out, and it's going exactly as I wanted. For the past years, I've not only focused on my life and my company but also worked to dismantle those who wronged me. I understand Christian isn't involved, but if I aim to impart a lesson to Laura, I must do it through him. That's why I ensured his bankruptcy, positioning myself as the sole individual who can assist him. I don't give a damn about him, but I'm curious to see how Laura reacts now that her precious husband will be under my thumb. I swore to myself that I'd bring her back to me, and that's precisely what I intend to do. Yet, I want her to grovel, I want her to plead to be with me, and I want her to weep as I once did. While I observe her, I'll raise her up, make her mine, only to shatter her into fragments and echo back the very words she uttered to me: “don't be with someone you love, be with someone that loves you” That’s all I want. I will make her fall in love with me and then break her. That will be my revenge! I can't wait for that moment to finally happen.~ LAURA’S POV"Mommy, come over here!" Ariana's voice filled the warm, salty air, breaking through the sounds of the waves crashing on the shore. I turned to her, curious about what had sparked her excitement. "What's going on?" I asked"Look, I drew a picture of us. Me, you, and Daddy," she said proudly"Really?" I questioned, "Let me see!" I reached for the book she was holding, and as I flipped it open, I was greeted by a beautiful drawing that captured the essence of our little family—Theo, me, and Ariana, all smiling and holding hands. "Wow, that's so beautiful!" I exclaimed, genuinely impressed. I felt a mix of emotions bubbling inside me, and I desperately wanted to ask her what made her call Theo "Daddy," but I decided to let it be for now. Honestly, I had been hoping she would say that because I knew it would mean the world to Theo.Ariana had only recently learned that Theo was her father, and although she had felt a bit strange about it at first, I was relieved to see her b
~ THEO’S POVLife is indeed like a firework. It’s amazing to look at, it’s scary at first but in the end, it’s a beautiful sight. My life is like that and I’m beyond grateful for that because the bad days were shaped through the good ones and now I’m in a position where I don’t want to change anything about my life.For the past five years, I’ve been nothing but mean, cruel, and completely disconnected from my true self. I held onto the belief that bad things happen to good people and that good things are reserved for those who act badly. I thought that being good never brought any rewards. But as I stand here in front of the mirror, my friends helping me out, I realize how wrong I was. Being a good person truly does pay off because if I was bad it wouldn’t be like this. My friends wouldn’t be here and I might have never found myself in a great place, surrounded by my best friends, and about to marry the love of my life—Laura.I still can’t believe this day has finally come. After so
There is no doubt I woke up to the most handsome man on earth, Theo. Every time I’m with him, I can’t help but feel incredibly lucky. He’s truly one of a kind, and just being with him melts my heart in ways I never thought possible.As I lay there, I smile, watching him sleep peacefully, his chest rising and falling gently. I trail my fingers through his soft hair, feeling the warmth radiate from him. He must have sensed my touch because a smile spread across his face, even in his sleep. His smile makes me smile, and the happiness he exudes fills my heart with joy. I’m just so happy to be with Theo.I leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, savoring the moment. Once again, he smiles, and I watch as he instinctively reaches for my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine. He kisses my hand softly, and I feel a flutter in my chest. He murmurs something, but I can't quite hear it, so I lean in closer and ask, "What?""I said let’s sleep, I’m so tired," he replies, pulling me
His mouth moved against mine with a burning urgency, igniting a fire within me. He gently laid me back on the bed, his body hovering over mine as he broke the kiss, his breath warm against my skin. With a delicate yet deliberate motion, he unbuttoned my shirt and took off my bra, and the moment I was exposed, his mouth eagerly found my breast. A soft moan slipped from my lips, the sensation electrifying as he lavished attention on me, sucking and teasing my nips with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. A tingling sensation ran through my body as Andre felt gently cup my face as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving against mine with a gentle urgency. The bristles of his beard scratched against my soft cheeks and I gripped his head firmly, as if trying to keep him from escaping. He worked his mouth against mine, our tongues battling back and forth like wrestlers, each trying to pin the other.Theo then broke the kiss and began to trail his kisses down to my
Ariana, Theo, and I had a lot of fun today. I’ve never seen her this happy and comfortable before, as if she knows Theo is her father. The way she seems to be getting comfortable with him really melts my heart and I can’t help but feel very happy.After having dinner, I took her to bed while Theo headed upstairs to get some work done. He’s been catching up on so much work recently and I can understand why, having to run a big company like his is a lot to handle. Preparing Ariana for bed, I made her brush her teeth and change into a comfy outfit before I tugged her into the bed. I was about to wish her goodnight when she said, "Mommy, can you tell me a bedtime story?""Maybe next time, baby, I don’t have any storybook with me right now," I said."Ohh, ok," she sighed. I didn’t want her to be sad, so I said, "But I could think of a story to tell you.""Really?" She grinned, and I nodded. Taking a moment before I continued, "Once upon a time, there was a little princess called Ariana."
~ LAURA’S POVIt feels surreal how life can take such a sudden turn after being so tough. I never thought I’d get another chance with Theo, especially after everything we’ve been through. Just a month ago, I was stuck in my head, thinking about what jail would be like for me, and now I’m living in this beautiful mansion I never want to leave, surrounded by the love of my life and nothing but peace and happiness. I can hardly believe this is real. Each morning, I wake up wrapped in love with the only man I’ve ever truly wanted, and it just feels so right. It’s like a dream come true.It’s been just a few days since the case was dropped and I moved in with Theo, but honestly, it’s been the best days of my life. He’s been incredibly nice, loving, and sweet to me, just like I remember. He’s still that same silly old Theo, always making me laugh and ensuring I’m comfortable and happy. Now that I’m settled in with him, we’re planning to bring Ariana back into our lives. She’s our only dau