LOGINAnnabel gave everything to her husband: her love and loyalty. But when wealth and temptation appeared, Marcus chose betrayal… Divorced, broken, and humiliated, Annabel thought her life was over — until she met Nathan King, New York’s most powerful mogul, her new boss. As she rises, Marcus begs. As she heals, Gina plots. And as love returns, the past threatens everything. He abandoned her. Her boss claimed her heart. Now everyone wants her back.
View MoreAnna's POVHis fingers wove into the back of my hair, holding me in place as he took the kiss deeper, sucking on my lips harder,“Mmmnnn….” he let out a breathy, silent moan, demanding I open up, but I refused. Even as my breath betrayed me, and my heart pounded fast against my chest, I held my groundHe stopped and drew back, our faces inches apart, just far enough that our breaths tangled together. It hung heavy in the air, heated, and laced with his breath of peppermint.His hand slipped out from my hair, moving slowly—deliberately—until he cupped my jaw with tenderness.Tilting my eyes to meet his, my pupils moved, searching, seeking out an invisible thread binding us together. “You don’t have to worry anymore,” he murmured in a raspy voice, without breaking eye contact, as he brushed his thumb lightly against my bottom lip, a lingering, gentle touch. “It’s all settled.” Then his gaze dropped on my lips for a moment, torn between his own needs and the fear of me pushing away. I c
Anna POVBenedict walked back in, but wasn’t alone. “Nathan…” The name didn’t leave my lips, but the shock seized my chest like a sudden, icy grip. He stepped inside, filling the room with a commanding energy as always, even in a loose, off-white button-up shirt, top buttons open, with his sleeves casually rolled to his elbows and his black eye patch“Everyone,” Benedict said, glancing between us, “this is Nathan Kings—owner of Kings Tower… and Anna’s boss.”What is Nathan doing here? The question echoed in my mind, that I couldn’t answer it, not even Jessie could, and judging by the tight, polite smile on Mrs. Grace’s face, she was wondering the same thing. Benedict settled back into the seat beside me as the introductions settled into the room before Mrs. Grace rose to welcome him. "Forgive the intrusion," Nathan offered a slight nod, his voice smooth as silk. “However, I would be honored to partake in this joyous occasion... if permitted."Mrs. Grace beamed, "Oh, there's alwa
Anna’s POVThe neatly wrapped gift box rested on one hand while the other finger traced the edge of the ribbon over and over again, standing in front of the door with Jessie. Jessie rang the doorbell, and a few minutes later, a man opened the door. He had a quiet intensity about him. His light brown hair is slightly tousled, framing a face marked by soft stubble and thoughtful eyes that seem to be studying everything at once, dressed simply in a dark shirt and blue jeans, with thin-framed glasses resting on his nose and a watch glinting on his wrist“Jessie,” he said, stepping forward and pulling her into a hug.“Benedict,” Jessie replied, hugging him back.“It’s a good thing you came after the breakup,” she added lightly. “At least it’ll keep your mind off things.”“Don’t rub it in. You never liked her anyway.” He said drylyI stood quietly at the door, a small smile on my face, waiting to be acknowledged.Until he became aware of my presencesOh—come in. He squared his shoulders. I'
Nathans POVAt first, there was only static, then a faint shuffle in the background before a voice came through, soft and shaking. “I… I need you to record this…”Another voice followed, clearer this time, calling out“Lisa?”My brows drew together. Who is Lisa? I wondered as I continued to listen. Her voice was full of fear, which made it impossible to ignore.“I’m pregnant…” A small frown formed as confusion flickered across my face.“He abused me… Mr. Fourth abused me…”Everything in me stirred up, even the grip on my phone, my knuckles paling as the words sank in. Lisa’s voice broke into sobs,, the kind that left no room for doubt; it was real. This didn’t sound like fabricated stories, Exaggerations or Manipulations. It sounded like the truth…spilling out faster than she could contain it. I didn’t wait for the recording to finish. I ended it because the pieces had already fallen into place.I called Anna.She hadn’t sent this for sympathy or attention, she sent it because she exp












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