Adrian P.O.V
The past few days have been chaotic, as my parents' wedding anniversary is approaching. I've been busy with the arrangements for the party. It's also the day I plan to officially tell my parents about Jessica and my intention to marry her by the end of the year.
I even bought a ring for Jessica. If everything goes well, I'll propose to her at the party in front of everyone.
I looked up when I heard a knock on my office door and saw my father, James Parker, entering with a serious expression.
"How are you, son? We hardly see you these days. Your mom misses you a lot," he said, sitting on the couch.
"I've just been caught up with work, Dad. I'll definitely visit Mom today," I replied while scanning some important files.
"I need to discuss something important with you. It's about the company." I put my file down and turned to face him, waiting for him to continue.
"Since you've taken over the company, your mother and I think it's time for you to settle down. You'll be turning 26 this year, and we believe it's time for you to get married."
Hearing this, I thought it was the perfect moment to tell him about Jessica, but before I could, he continued.
"We've decided you should marry the granddaughter of Stephen D'Amario. She's the heiress of the D'Amario family. Mr D'Amario was a close friend of your grandfather, so it would be a perfect match," my father revealed with a big smile.
I was in complete shock. I couldn't imagine marrying anyone other than Jessica.
"No, Dad, I don't want to marry anyone else. I've already decided what I want in life, and marrying some heiress isn't part of it," I said angrily.
"In that case, the company will be transferred to Mr. D'Amario's granddaughter. Your grandfather and Mr. D'Amario signed an agreement that you and his granddaughter must marry, allowing the Parker and D'Amario companies to merge for mutual benefit," he said calmly.
"I'm still not marrying her. To hell with this stupid agreement!" I snapped angrily.
"Oh, son, you must marry her. If you refuse, 40% of Parker Enterprises will go to her. If she refuses, 40% of D'Amario Enterprises will come to us. If you both refuse, 50% of each company's shares will go to charity," he explained.
I heaved a big sigh, annoyed and worried about how to explain this to Jessica. Every plan I made for us seemed to be crumbling.
"I'll leave now; your mother is probably waiting for me," he said, walking out of my office.
As I pondered this new problem, my phone rang. It was Jessica. I answered, and her sweet voice came through the line.
"Hey, babe! Are you still at the office? Did you forget about our date night at my place?" she asked.
I had completely forgotten about the date night due to my busy schedule, but I quickly covered my negligence.
"Of course, love. I can't wait to see you," I said, smirking at the thought of holding her in my arms tonight.
"Alright, see you at 7 then. Bye, love you," she said.
"Love you too, babe." I hung up and went back to thinking about how to handle this marriage situation. How would Jessica react?
I immediately called my best friend, Noah. He's the COO of Parker Enterprises. We met in boarding school, and we've been best friends ever since.
I picked up the intercom and called my secretary. "Could you please ask Mr. Andrews to come to my office immediately?"
Within 10 minutes, Noah walked in. "Hey, everything good?" he asked as he sat down across from me.
"My father wants me to marry Mr. D'Amario's granddaughter, or else the company goes to charity."
"What?! No way. We've worked so hard for the company these past two years. It would all be wasted if it goes to charity," Noah exclaimed. "What about Jessica? Did you tell her?"
"Not yet, bro. I'm planning to tell her tonight," I replied, massaging my temples.
"Isn't D'Amario Enterprises owned by Neil Darrell?" Noah asked.
I immediately realized he was right. "If Neil Darrell is running D'Amario Enterprises, then the granddaughter I'm supposed to marry is Chloe Darrell," I said, connecting the dots.
"Exactly. You can talk to Jessica about this. She can easily convince Chloe to refuse the proposal since they're best friends," Noah suggested.
"That's what I was thinking. I need to get to Jessica's place now." I quickly left the office and headed to Jessica's apartment.
I arrived and rang the bell. Within seconds, she opened the door. A smile formed on my face as I saw her. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and kissed me. I kissed her back passionately. Soon, we were undressed and made our way to the bedroom. After hours of being together, we finally went downstairs for dinner.
I ordered sushi since Jessica can barely cook. To be honest, she's a terrible cook—she can hardly boil water—but she's perfect in every other way, and she's all I want.
We finished dinner, talking about our day when I suddenly remembered the conversation with my dad.
"Babe, I need to tell you something important," I said, holding her hands close to my chest.
I explained the entire situation, from the marriage proposal to the merger, and the consequences if we backed out.
Before I could tell her about Chloe, she snapped at me angrily, "So you want to leave me and marry some random brat now?"
"No, babe, the only person I want to marry is you. I can't even think of marrying someone else," I reassured her.
"And this marriage won't happen. All you need to do is convince Chloe to refuse the proposal."
"Chloe? What does she have to do with this proposal?" she asked.
"She's the granddaughter I'm supposed to marry, and since she's your best friend, you can easily convince her to refuse," I explained.
A smile formed on her lips, and she hugged me tightly.
"That can be done easily. She's dating Justin now, so I doubt she'd ever want to marry you," she said happily.
"And I'll never marry or love anyone but you," I told her, pressing my lips to her forehead.
Sarah P.O.VI felt tense and doomed after hearing what Grandpa and Grandma told me. They arrived in the States last night, and today they've given me the biggest shock of my life.According to them, I must marry for the merger or lose a 40% share of Amario Enterprises. Before they could finish their next sentence, I slammed my hands on my lap and stood up."I can't accept this proposal, Grandpa. I just graduated, and right now, I want to explore new things. I don't want to get married so soon.""Sweetheart, we're not forcing you, but we want someone strong to take care of you. Grandpa and I are getting old, dear; we won't always be here to support you. That's why we want you to be secure and happy," Grandma said, making me sit down again as she held my hands.I thought about everything happening. When it comes to marriage, love, respect, and trust are the pillars of happiness.I've always been nervous about relationships, scared of rejection and being unloved.I feared I'd be the one
Sarah P.O.VIt was nearly 11 in the morning, and I was ready with my decision. I went downstairs and knocked on Grandpa's door; he opened it.I entered the room and saw Grandma sitting on the couch, reading a magazine. I sat next to her while Grandpa sat across from us. I cleared my throat before speaking."Grandpa, Grandma, I've made my decision. I want to save my mother's company; I don't want to lose Amario Enterprises. I'm ready for the marriage," I told them.As soon as I finished speaking, I saw both my grandparents beaming with happiness. Grandma immediately hugged me tightly."Oh Sarah, I knew you would make the right decision. I'm sure this marriage and merger will bring much happiness to your life," Grandpa said while kissing my forehead."I'm sure you'll fulfil the responsibilities of both a wife and the new CEO of Amario Enterprises," Grandma said, clasping her hands together.Both Grandma and Grandpa started discussing the merger and wedding. It had been ages since I'd se
Adrian P.O.VTomorrow is the day we sign the agreement with Amario Enterprises. I was anxious about the marriage and merger, but Jessica reassured me that Chloe would handle everything.She explained the entire situation the other day, and we discussed the plan regarding the agreement last evening."Dad hasn't mentioned anything about this agreement yet. Maybe he's waiting until the last minute so I can't back out. What if he doesn't listen to me if I refuse to marry?" Chloe asked nervously.Chloe had a point. What if her dad didn't accept her decision?"Don't worry, I have a backup plan," Jessica interrupted.Noah entered the room carrying his coffee and sat beside me."What are you guys talking about?" Noah asked as he placed his cup on the table."About how to decline the marriage agreement without Adrian losing his company," Jessica informed him."Well, as I was saying, the backup plan is if Chloe's father opposes her decision, Adrian and Chloe can proceed with the agreement and g
Sarah P.O.VIt's been four days since I signed the agreement at home. I was about to leave for the company with Grandpa that day when suddenly Grandma started feeling uneasy. We immediately called our family doctor, who examined Grandma and told us that her blood pressure had dropped, causing her discomfort. He prescribed some medication and advised her to stay in bed for the next two days. Grandpa wanted to cancel the meeting, but Grandma insisted that we proceed as planned. Therefore, I signed the papers at home and asked Grandpa to handle the meeting.A few hours after Grandpa left for the company, Grandma began to feel a bit better. I was in the kitchen preparing soup for her when Grandpa walked back into the house. He asked about Grandma's health and later informed me that the agreement had been signed. Adrian and I will be engaged at Adrian's parents' anniversary party, which is scheduled for this week.The rest of the week passed in a blur. I was mostly preoccupied with adjusti
Adrian P.O.VI arrived at the venue, and all the arrangements for the anniversary were managed impeccably by my staff. I spotted Mom and Dad in the room, engaged in conversation with some guests. I made my way towards them."Hey Mom and Dad," I greeted, giving Dad a side hug and kissing Mom on the cheek."Hello, Son. How are you? You hardly visit us anymore," Mom said with a hint of sadness."I'm fine, Mom. I've just been busy with work. I'll definitely come and stay with you once I'm free," I replied."You did an excellent job organizing everything for today," Dad said, patting me on the shoulder."Anything for you both. I'm glad you like it," I replied, feeling pleased as I continued talking with them and mingling with other guests.Soon, I excused myself to attend to a few business associates when I noticed Jessica at the entrance. She immediately spotted me, and as our eyes met, she smiled seductively. She walked towards me in a short cocktail dress. Once she reached me, I quickly
Sarah P.O.VTaking slow steps toward the stage, I felt my heart pounding harder with each step. As I reached the stage, Lauren immediately turned towards me. "Ahh! Here comes my beautiful daughter-in-law," she said warmly, pulling me into a hug. "All the best, dear," she whispered in my ear, sensing my nervousness."Ladies and gentlemen, today my son is beginning a new phase of his life with the beautiful heiress of Amario Enterprises, Sarah Darrell," Mr. Parker announced. I stood next to Adrian, both of us wearing forced smiles."My son, Adrian, has worked very hard for the company over the past few years, and I hope that marrying Sarah will lead to even more success for them both."The rings were soon brought out, and we exchanged them. Adrian slipped the ring onto my finger with a forceful touch, making it clear he wanted to leave as soon as possible. After we exchanged rings, the crowd erupted into applause and cheers."I have one more important announcement. Since I will be leavi
Sarah P.O.VAfter a MonthI tossed restlessly in my bed; it was almost four in the morning, and I hadn't been able to sleep the whole night. Today, I would be exchanging wedding vows with Adrian, and I was extremely nervous.Time certainly flies. It has been almost a month since the wedding was announced and since I last saw Adrian at that party. I wasn't looking forward to seeing him again, but I hoped to at least meet him and clear up our misunderstandings. We might as well be friends for the sake of this marriage.Additionally, I had been so busy managing the company affairs that I hardly had any time to talk to him or meet him. Over the past few years, my father seemed to have done everything possible to ruin Amario Enterprises. I bet if Grandpa hadn't suggested the merger, the company would have gone bankrupt within a year or two. The entire month had passed in sorting out the company issues.On a brighter note, Ester had finally moved to NYC. I offered her a position in my compa
Sarah P.O.VSunrays tingled my face, pulling me out of sleep. I got up from the bed and headed straight to the bathroom. It had been three days since my wedding, and since that night, I had done my best to avoid Adrian as much as possible. I decided to move my belongings to a bedroom directly across from Adrian's. I didn't want to share the same room with him after that night, and Adrian had no objections. I still prepared his meals, but they remained untouched and often ended up in the trash.After using the bathroom, I took a relaxing shower and started getting ready for work. I chose a puffy-sleeve wrap blouse paired with a black pencil skirt. Today, I had a meeting with Parker Enterprises, and I needed to be punctual. Since taking over Amario Enterprises last month, I have fired employees who weren't performing well, including my father. I expected him to cause a scene, but he seemed to understand the gravity of the situation; the company was on the brink of bankruptcy.After a fi
Sarah’s POVI didn’t sleep.Not even close.I sat curled up on the couch for hours, the meal Marta had purchased crumpled beside me like an abandoned dream.Every sound outside—the wind striking the windows, a distant siren, the quiet buzz of passing cars—made my heart race with eagerness.I kept thinking I’d imagined it. Mira. The way he left. The way my name never seemed to matter in that moment.I had tried not to check the time.But by 2:57 a.m., it was impossible not to notice the cold space beside me on the couch.I hadn’t moved from that spot. Didn’t bother to change. Then I heard the sound.The front door creaked open with the quiet care of someone attempting not to be heard. Footsteps followed, slow and deliberate, as if he were entering a chamber full of ghosts.I stood up before I even thought about it.And there he was.Alessandro.He looked exhausted eyes hollow, jaw tight, the jacket he’d rushed out in now draped over one shoulder. The top two buttons of his shirt were
Sarah’s POV I sat in the office long after Chloe had gone, staring at the open closet, the dress I’d pulled out earlier still hanging limply from the hook.I hated that she got to me. I hated that her words had slithered into my thoughts, muddying everything Alessandro and I had built.But I hated even more how uncertain I felt. How easily the doubt crept in, no matter how hard I tried to shove it away.Still, Alessandro’s message echoed louder than Chloe’s venom.“No expectations. Just you, me, and a little honesty.”Honesty. That was what I wanted more than anything else. If there was truth left between us, I wanted to see it in his eyes, not through whispered accusations or cryptic proofs.I got up to return home, I quickly packed up my things and called the driver. The driver pulled up outside our building just as the streetlights began to glow amber in the dusk. My fingers fidgeted in my lap. I imagined him lighting the candles, smoothing his hair, maybe even practising what he
Sarah POVI gazed at my reflection in the mirror, wrapped in my robe, with Alessandro's text shining like a ray of hope in my hand."I understand we've had a rough patch. But if you can spare one night, I'd like to attempt to fix things.No expectations. Just you, me, and a little honesty. I’ll be waiting.”My heart ached. The sincerity in those words hit something raw inside me. I missed him, missed us. Missed the warmth of our mornings, the soft laughter that once filled our home. But pain changes things. Doubt makes strangers of the people you love most.Just then, there was a knock.“Come in,” I called, not looking up.I recognised the perfume before the door fully opened. Chanel No. 5. Chloe's signature. Of course.She stepped inside like a queen visiting a kingdom she meant to burn down.Silk robe fastened with precision, wine glass clutched like a villain in a sad drama. She always loved to put on a show."Going out tonight?" she inquired, her eyes sparkling as they darted to th
Alessandro’s POVIt had been ten days since we returned from the farmhouse. Ten days since everything unraveled.I sensed Sarah drifting further away from me, bit by bit, like sand slipping through an hourglass.She hadn’t raised her voice. She hadn’t lashed out. But her silence said more than any screaming match could. The way she avoided eye contact. The way her footsteps always trailed toward the guest room instead of ours. The way she smiled politely, but not warmly, when I handed her coffee in the mornings.I’d made a mistake. A big one.Not because of Mira, not entirely. That chapter of my life had been over years ago. And Mira’s accusations had never made sense to begin with. But I should’ve told Sarah everything the moment we got serious. I should’ve trusted her with my truth before someone like Adrian could twist it.God, Adrian.Even now, the thought of his smug face as he dropped that bomb still made my jaw clench. He’d timed it perfectly right when we were finding peace. W
Adrian’s POVThe city still felt cold, but the chill in my bones had shifted not from warmth, but from purpose. I finally had a plan.I sat at my desk, eyes fixed on Alessandro’s digital trail. His online presence lit up like a roadmap—threads of the past just waiting to be pulled. But I knew better now. Whispers and half-truths wouldn’t be enough. If I wanted to break them, I needed more than suspicion. I needed leverage. Misdirection.And I needed someone on the inside.That’s when it clicked.Chloe.Sarah’s perfect little world had always been cracked at the edges, and Chloe was one of those cracks. They were step-sisters in name, but anyone who spent five minutes with them knew there was no love lost. I remembered the subtle digs Chloe made at family dinners, the way Sarah would force a smile and pretend not to hear. But I heard them. I felt the tension.Chloe didn’t just dislike Sarah, she resented her.That kind of bitterness? It could be moulded. Turned into something useful.I
Sarah’s POV New York City’s noise had always been oddly comforting, the honking cabs, distant sirens, and hurried footsteps on pavement. But today, it felt too loud, too sharp, like it was echoing the storm still raging inside me. It had been a week since we’d returned from the farmhouse. Seven days of strained silences, clipped conversations, and the kind of emotional distance I never thought I’d feel between Alessandro and me. I still hadn’t fully processed everything. I had hardly gotten any sleep. Whenever I shut my eyes, I envisioned the expression on his face as I turned to leave.But how was I meant to simply act as if it never occurred? He had kept something huge from me. Not just about Mira, but about how little he must have trusted me—to think I couldn’t handle the truth, to let someone like Adrian be the one to reveal it. After everything we’d fought for, the secrets still found a way to wedge themselves between us. And it hurt. Today marked my return to the office aft
Alessandro’s POVI stood there, watching the woman I loved crumble in front of me, her eyes scanning that godforsaken document Adrian had handed her like it was a grenade. AAnd maybe it was due to my awareness of the explosion the moment her face shifted from confusion to disbelief to something that scared me more than any anger. Proximity. Although she was merely a few feet distant, it felt as if she stood across a canyon, unreachable. God, I wanted to fix it. But how do you fix something you didn’t even know was still broken?In the past, I thought I’d buried it. That nightmare with Mira... it had happened years ago, in a life that felt a million miles away from who I am now. I had been young, foolish, and too trusting. I never touched her. I never crossed any line. But when things ended, Mira spiralled. I tried to reason with her, but she twisted everything. She wanted revenge. And she got it in the worst way.I never expected it to follow me here, to this life. This future I’d bee
Sarah POVA few steps back, I noticed a captain whose face was completely devoid of colour. Words seemed to want to escape from his lips, but they were nowhere to be found.His still figure, rigid and motionless, also changed his hands into fists, which revealed the stress he was holding.This was simply too much to handle. My thoughts were fragmented, unable to reach a coherent conclusion. “Do tell me this isn’t the case,” I spoke in my flat voice. “Please tell me this is some unexpected blunder that someone made. That this… this woman is lying. Alessandro took a slow step toward me, but stopped when he saw me flinch not in fear, but in raw emotional recoil. That hurt in a way I couldn’t describe.The reflection of his features contorted with agony. "Sarah," a soft admission escaped as his throat felt like it was choked with raw feelings. “That's not the case.”We were close once, back in college. Yes, we dated for a few months, but when things didn’t work out, she didn’t take
Sarah’s POVThe paper trembled a little in my hands as if it knew what it held was too much for me to handle, and I stood motionless. My breath became trapped in my chest, in that agonising space where heartbreak and incredulity collide. I read it again, slower this time, praying I’d misunderstood. But every word sank deeper, each one a blow I hadn’t been ready for.Mira Solanki. Sexual harassment complaint. Alessandro’s name… tied to it.I looked up at him—the man I had let into every part of my life. My heart, my home, Gabriel’s world. The man who’d been my safe place after everything fell apart… was Alessandro. The person I trusted with my son, my recovery, and dreams I was hardly brave enough to share aloud.His gaze was directed towards the ground, pale, and his lips parted open like he was contemplating speech, but the words were not forthcoming. The tension was evident as he held up his arms and kept his fists in place, trying to conceal the strain. I couldn't take it in. Non