Reina's POV My hands rubbed gently on my chest, hoping that it would avert the hurt I felt, or was it the shock? “ Ryan? Did you mean what you just said?” Maybe, just maybe, my ear was playing tricks on me and I haven't heard properly. “ Yes” he answered, this time bobbing his head to support the answer he had given. “I am in love with Nina, and we have been dating for a while now”I stumbled, with my grip hard on the oak wood table that adorned the room. It wasn't clear to me why I was spellbound, but I hadn't imagined them together. Nina and Ryan. How exactly had it happened? Richard was surely going to be as shocked as I was when I told him this later on. “ When did this happen?” I threw the question at him when he gazed around. A smile tugged at the edge of his lips, before breaking off into a grin. “ Since forever. When I saw her. When I saw Nina, I knew she was the one, and I knew that I didn't want to let her go. Ever. So please forgive her” I stood still, better than

Reina's POVWith brows puckered, I waited for an answer to the question that I had just thrown at him, avoiding the elephant that loomed around the room. I waited with different thoughts swarming through my head, with what if ending most of them? “I didn't do anything with her. I swear down” Richard uttered, I knew that he didn't do anything. I had come right about the time that he had shoved her aside. I had heard sounds of things crashing, and the room was a proof of that. I knew Richard loved it rough, but that was just with me and besides, being that rough didn't apply to what I am seeing here where things were littered all around with tiny pieces that could pierce one if the person weren't careful. “ I know” I bobbed my head at him, before listening to him take a deep breath. A fresh gush of air weaved its way in as he took steps toward me. “ I asked a question. Don't take another step closer than you already have” I halted him in his steps. “ You didn't do anything with Auro

Richard's POVInstinct said I should stay down and not panic, but that wasn't possible. “Reina, please calm down” my hands snaked around her waist. She looked agitated already, and I knew that she had enough reason to act this way. “ Don't tell me to calm down. Don't Richard. Those are my kids. They mean every single thing to me so don't tell me to calm down” she screamed at me.“Kids? What are you talking about?” My heart beat accelerated at the mention of kids. They were ours, not hers. We had them together, so why exactly was she using my instead?She fumed before turning on her heels and walking back into the room she had just stepped out from. Hurt written all over her face. I could barely think of what was going on until I bent down, my hands squeezing around the phone. My eyes bulged open as I flickered my eyes at the door. They were our kids, but the message we had gotten was different. Mine was ours together, and I was already thinking about weeding out whoever was the spy

Richard's POVThe universe. I wanted to scream out loud and tell every one of them that they should fuck up. I wanted to kneel on the pavement that I had run on, my heart beating frantically and screaming for the reason this was happening. Kelvin was gone. I couldn't find the trail nor anything, but I knew that it would be hard to. I ran regardless because I was unable to stay in one particular spot. I was unable to search just one particular place, and no matter how hard I tried to. I found myself winded. I gasped in so hard, trying to take in air as I let out a scream. One borne out of how frustrated I was. I had rush out in a dash even when I hadn't heard the sound of a car but had ended up in the street. It was as dark as hell, save for the streetlight which lit some areas of the estate which belonged to the Kourtney's. Feeling lost and weak, I burst out into laughter. One borne out of pain as I sauntered back home. The home where everything would have fallen apart now. We

Richard's POVTheir smirks, the way their lips curved upwards like they had been waiting for me like forever, made my stomach churn. What exactly did they think I was? Some pawn in their game? “ Where is my son?” I asked directly, not wanting to beat around the bush. They could keep all of this attitude for later. I was in a bad mood right now, and I didn't have the time for all of this. “ Your son?” They repeated, sharing glances with each other. I was tempted to ask if they don't know what exactly is happening. I scoffed. A pawn in their chessboard that exactly was what they had taken me for. “ I wouldn't ask again. Where is my son?” I asked again. This time, my voice dripped in octaves. They shared the same glances as earlier before a slam on the desk echoed around the room. “ You surely have forgotten who you are talking to. Mr. Gray.”“ I haven't. How exactly can I forget the people who made my life worse? You broke me and my family apart, and now…” “ Be careful with your