YOURS IN THIS LIFE AND THE NEXT

Lila's POVI clutched the hem of my dress, my heart pounding in my chest as I presented Adrian with the divorce papers.His eyes scanned the documents with an unreadable expression. For a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of emotion. But it was quickly extinguished, replaced by his usual indifference.“Are you serious?” He asked, his voice sounding amused.“Yes, I am. I want a divorce, Adrian.” I nodded, giving a firm response.He reclined back in his chair as a smirk spread across his face. “Why?” He asked in one word.“I know,” A knot formed in my throat as I struggled to find the words. “I know about her. Your secretary.”For a moment, there was silence. Then he smiled, leaning forward slightly. “And?”I felt a chill run through me at his cold response. I had prepared myself for denial, maybe even anger, but not this. “And?” I repeated, my voice cracking. “That's all you have to say?”He shrugged, picking up his fork and stabbing the food on his plate. “What do you want me to say

Adrian's POV How do normal people deal with news of their ex wife's pregnancy? And how the hell am I supposed to react to the cryptic message that says that one ex of mine is about to be killed?“Bastards! Fucking bastards!” I cussed out, slamming my fists on the steering wheel continuously.I could hardly control my rage as I drove at 130km/h, weaving through the traffic like a mad man.I had to get to her before it was too late.Of all places she had to choose, she chose the Redgrave district. New York's very own hell hole. It was a well known destination for crimes and criminals. I parked my car a block away, jumping out without bothering to turn off the engine. The streets were eerily quiet, the kind of silence that screamed danger. My fingers itched to pull out my gun, but I needed to be quick. Quiet.Her apartment was on the second floor of a dilapidated building. Pathetic security. One jump, one grip, and I was already scaling the fire escape. The window was locked, but a wel