You know exactly what I mean!" Ray clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Rita is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Grey asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Ray sounded particularly harsh in Rita's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Rita took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Ray's voice was heard again. "That aside,I heard you are still going out with Nicole ,is that true? "Oh yes" Grey said, smiling. "Grey please don't do this to me I am not feeling fine " Rita tried to persuade Grey but her body betrayed her. Grey still didn't utter a word. His expression was cold and his eyes still filled with lust. The next second, he pressed both hands on the bed, leaned over, and whispered in her ear, "Rita, I'm not an anima l'm your husband and I will have whatever I want". His soft tone dripped with lust…. Rita married the ruthless billionaire grey ,who ended up maltreating and torturing with help of his mistress.now she is back more ruthless than ever before
View MoreThe crowd's persistence waned under Dave’s firm stance, and security finally intervened, creating a path for Rita and her family to move through the terminal. They made their way to a waiting car, the triplets still clinging tightly to their parents.Once inside the vehicle, the atmosphere shifted from tense to relieved. Dave and Rita exchanged a glance, the silent communication between them reaffirming their solidarity. The children, sensing the tension dissipate, began to chatter excitedly again, the brief scare of the paparazzi already fading from their young minds.As the car pulled away from the airport, Rita took a moment to gather her thoughts. She knew the next few days would be challenging, but she felt more prepared with her family by her side. The drive to their hotel was uneventful, the urban landscape of the city passing by in a blur.Upon arriving at the hotel, they were greeted by a discreet yet efficient staff who quickly whisked them away from any prying eyes. In the
The days leading up to the anniversary dinner passed in a blur of activity. Rita and Dave were busy making arrangements for the trip, and although the anticipation of seeing Grey still weighed heavily on Rita’s mind, she tried to focus on the logistics.They decided to bring the triplets along for the journey. It was important for Rita to show that her new life was centered around her family, and having the children with her would provide a sense of comfort and normalcy amidst the chaos.The morning of their departure, the house was a whirlwind of suitcases, last-minute packing, and excited chatter from the kids. Dave handled the practicalities while Rita double-checked their itinerary, making sure everything was in order.“Mom, are we going on an adventure?” asked one of the triplets, their eyes wide with excitement.Rita smiled, kneeling down to their level. “Yes, sweetie. We’re going on a very important adventure. Are you ready?”“Ready!” they all chorused, their enthusiasm bringin
Grey went to the office the next morning, his thoughts still lingering on the upcoming anniversary dinner. He tried to focus on his work, but the anticipation of the event kept creeping into his mind. Just as he was about to start reviewing some documents, his secretary, Linda, knocked on his office door."Come in," Grey called, setting the papers aside.Linda entered, holding a folder brimming with notes and schedules. "Good morning, Mr. Grey. I wanted to update you on the planning process for the anniversary dinner.""Yes, please do," Grey replied, leaning back in his chair and giving her his full attention."We've finalized most of the details," Linda began, opening the folder. "The venue is confirmed, and the guest list is nearly complete. I've coordinated with the catering service to ensure the menu reflects the company's values—sophisticated but approachable. We'll have a mix of canapés, a main course buffet, and a dessert table.""Excellent," Grey said, nodding. "What about the
Rita was torn. The idea of facing Grey and her past scared her more than anything. The memories of their tumultuous relationship, the lies, and the betrayal—all came rushing back. She felt a wave of anxiety crash over her.She went to her room, her mind lingering in thoughts. Dave noticed the worry etched on her face as she sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at her phone."What's wrong, Rita?" Dave asked gently, sitting beside her and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.Rita took a deep breath and looked at him. "It was Linda, my assistant from Grey’s company. She reminded me about the company's anniversary dinner next week. As the new owner, I’m expected to attend. But... Grey will be there. I don't know if I can face him."Dave frowned, understanding her hesitation. "I know it's tough, but you need to remember why you took over the company. You wanted to prove to yourself and to everyone that you can do this. You’re stronger now, Rita."Rita nodded slowly, but the fear
As Nicole and Grey drove back home from the hospital, the weight of her deception pressed down on her chest like a vice. She stared out the window, watching the familiar landscape pass by, her mind a tumult of guilt and regret. She had never anticipated the depths of Grey's pain, had never meant for things to spiral out of control like this.It had started as a desperate attempt to hold onto their crumbling relationship. They had been drifting apart, and she thought a baby might bring them closer together. When she told Grey she was pregnant, the joy and excitement in his eyes had been everything she had hoped for. But as the weeks passed, the lie became a burden too heavy to bear.In a moment of panic, she told Grey she had lost the baby. She thought it would be easier than confessing the truth. But the grief that consumed him was overwhelming, far worse than she had ever imagined. Watching him suffer, knowing she was the cause, was a torment she hadn’t anticipated.Nicole glanced at
Grey awoke to the harsh light of morning filtering through the curtains. The silence of the house was oppressive, broken only by the distant hum of the world outside moving on without him. His head throbbed, and his body felt heavy with the lingering effects of last night’s whiskey. He struggled to sit up, his heart aching with the same grief that had driven him to the bottle.The living room was a mess. The bottle of whiskey lay on its side, the remaining contents soaking into the carpet, and his bloodstained knuckles throbbed with every movement. Grey stared at the mess, feeling a wave of nausea wash over him. He forced himself to stand, each step a battle against the pull of despair.In the bathroom, he splashed cold water on his face, trying to shake the fog from his mind. He stared at his reflection, barely recognizing the hollow-eyed man who stared back. The day stretched before him like a desolate road, each moment a reminder of the future he had lost.Grey walked back to the l
Grey drove home in a daze, the events of the day replaying in his mind like a relentless loop. The excitement he had felt about becoming a father was now replaced by a crushing sense of loss and helplessness. As he pulled into his driveway, he sat in the car for a few moments, staring blankly at the house he had so meticulously prepared for their baby.The house was eerily quiet when he entered. The nursery, once filled with hope and promise, now seemed like a cruel reminder of what would never be. Grey walked past it, unable to face the pastel walls and tiny clothes. Instead, he headed straight for the living room, where the shadows were deepening with the approaching night.He sank into the leather armchair, feeling the weight of his exhaustion and sorrow pressing down on him. The room was filled with the faint smell of the whiskey he kept for special occasions. Tonight, it would serve a different purpose. Grey reached for the bottle and poured himself a generous amount, the amber l
feeling the weight of her indecision pressing down on her. She knew she couldn't avoid the conversation any longer. She had to confront her feelings and address the complicated dynamic between her and Dave.As dawn began to break, Rita got out of bed and prepared herself for the day ahead. She took a long shower, letting the warm water wash away some of the tension and uncertainty that had built up over the night. She dressed with care, choosing an outfit that made her feel both confident and comfortable.Downstairs, Dave was already up, nursing a cup of coffee at the kitchen table. He looked up as she entered, his expression a mix of surprise and hope. "Morning, Rita," he greeted her, trying to gauge her mood."Morning, Dave," she replied, offering a small smile. "Can we talk?"He nodded, gesturing to the seat across from him. "Of course. What's on your mind?"Rita took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "I've been thinking a lot about last night and... well, about us. I owe you
The atmosphere was tense, and Rita begged to go to bed as she had a lot on her mind. Dave watched her retreat to her room, feeling a mixture of frustration and concern. He knew that his feelings for Rita complicated things, but he couldn't shake his deep affection for her. Despite his own disappointment, he resolved to support her in any way he could.Later that evening, as Rita settled into her room, the events of the day began to replay in her mind. She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts drifting back to the moment with Dave.Rita sighed deeply, feeling a mix of regret and frustration. Why did I stop him? she thought. It’s been so long since I’ve let anyone get close to me. I’ve been so focused on my work and the acquisition that I’ve forgotten what it feels like to be touched, to be cared for.She rolled onto her side, hugging her pillow tightly. Dave has been nothing but supportive and kind. He’s shown me that he cares in so many ways, and yet I pushed him away. What
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