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My Husband's Mistress

Sheila’s POV"Evelyn!" a woman’s voice suddenly shouted, full of excitement.Before I could react, she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. I froze, completely stunned. I didn’t know this woman, and she just called me Evelyn. Who was Evelyn?Before I could say anything, Alfred and the guards quickly moved in. Alfred gently but firmly pulled the woman away from me, placing himself between us.“Please step back,” Alfred said calmly, though I could hear the warning in his voice.The woman looked surprised and a little hurt. She turned to me, her eyes searching my face. “Evelyn, don’t you remember me? It’s Donnie. We met in my art gallery a few years ago and then met again during a business seminar abroad. Don't you remember?”I just stared at her, my mind blank. Work? Art gallery? I didn’t even know anyone named Donnie, and I've never left this city before.She must have confused me with someone else. Still, the way s

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-06

Shadows from the Past

Andrew's POVI was at my desk, eyes fixed on the laptop screen as I sifted through the endless emails and reports that demanded my attention. Work had a way of keeping my mind occupied, away from the chaos. Just as I was about to dive into another report, a knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.“Come in,” I called out, still typing as the door creaked open.James stepped into the room, and I glanced up, ready to ask him about the status of our latest project. But before I could say a word, I noticed the troubled expression in his eyes. The usual confidence that James carried seemed to have vanished, replaced by a sullen look that immediately put me on edge.I closed my laptop with a quiet snap, pushing aside my work. “What’s wrong, James?”James hesitated for a moment, his gaze dropping to the floor before he finally met my eyes again.“There’s something you need to know, Andrew,” he began, his voice

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-06

A Bastard son

Phoebe’s POVI stood beside Antonio, watching him focus on the documents sprawled across his desk. His brow furrowed as he studied one of the projects, his pen moving swiftly across the page.I was gradually beginning to understand his world, though I still felt like an outsider. Each day, I saw more of his life—the long hours of work, and how he went about his day.Ever since I told him I would submit to him, things had changed. I didn’t fully understand why or how, but I knew I was now part of his routine.The day after I made my declaration, or rather, the day I submitted to him, I woke up in my bed, wrapped in a quilt. I remembered falling asleep on the cold floor of his room, not in my room.Somehow, during the night, he had probably carried me back or sent someone to do so. I didn’t know what to make of it when I realized he hadn’t made any sexual advances toward me.It was a small gesture, one that confused me. Antonio was

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-07

A Bastard Son 2

Antonio Ricardo’s POVThe phone was pressed to my ear when I heard it—a sharp, unmistakable sound of glass shattering from somewhere in the hallway. My eyes immediately flicked toward the door."Excuse me," I muttered over the phone, quickly cutting the conversation short. I hung up and immediately stood.“Who’s there?” My voice echoed through the office, but all I got in return was silence.I moved to the door and pulled it open. There she was—Phoebe, standing as if frozen in time. Her face was pale, her eyes wide and glassy, with her hand suspended in the air. She looked like someone who had just witnessed her worst nightmare.I glanced down and saw the bottle of wine shattered, its contents spilled all over the floor.“Phoebe,” I called her name and shook her shoulders gently. “What's wrong?”She turned toward me, her lip quivering. "Antonio… is it true?" she asked in a low, trembling voice. “Does my father have… a ba

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-07

The Game of Betrayal

Phoebe's POVI sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, my thoughts racing and spinning in disbelief and anger after what Antonio had just told me.His words echoed repeatedly in my mind—my father had fathered a child with another woman. How could this be true? The man who raised me, the one I thought was strong and honorable, had been hiding a dark secret all along. It was hard to believe, but then again, everything he had done lately pointed to it being true.How could my father have done this? What kind of man was he, to betray my mother like this? And who was the whore who bore him a son?What did she look like? How long had this been going on? And when my mother found out? Oh, she would almost lose her mind... I didn’t even want to think further about it. It would shatter her.But to my father, I wasn’t even sure we mattered anymore. To him, I realized, I was nothing more than a pawn—just like Sheila. We were pieces he could u

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-08

When the truth unfolds

Stevenson’s POVA week later….Dinner had just ended, and I leaned back in my chair, feeling full and content.“The food was delicious,” I said, complimenting Fiona, who sat beside me. I knew she hadn't cooked the meal, but I felt the need to acknowledge her anyway. She glanced at me, forcing a smile before looking away.I could tell something was on her mind. She nibbled on her food before finally putting her fork down. As if gathering her thoughts, she cleared her throat and spoke softly, "We need to talk."I sighed, already feeling annoyed. "What is it this time? Do you need more money for another one of your expensive shopping trips? I thought I gave you more than enough last time?"She shook her head, her expression serious. "No, it’s not about money. It’s something else—something very important."This caught my attention. I sat up straighter, looking at her more closely. "Then what?""It’s about Phoebe," s

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-08

Torn Loyalties

Fiona's POV I sat on my dressing chair, staring at myself in the mirror as my heart raced with excitement. Finally, I was free from that foolish nurse—free from her stupid blackmail. She really thought she could control me? Good riddance to bad rubbish! I was both shocked and thrilled when Stevenson mentioned it. The excitement was too much to contain, so I had to excuse myself to celebrate in my room. He had done it. He had gotten rid of the nurse, and now I could breathe easy again. A wide smile spread across my face as I picked up my phone to call him. As the phone rang, I took a deep breath and steadied myself. I couldn’t let him know just how thrilled I was. I needed to stay composed, to play it cool. When he answered, I kept my tone light, almost indifferent. "Well done," I said, trying to mask the joy bubbling up inside me. "The job was executed perfectly. Now, what do you need?" He chuckled. "It's rare for you to call just to praise me for what I do best. Anyway, I’m not

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-09

Breaking Free

Phoebe's POV I ended the call with my mother, letting out a deep breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. My chest felt tight from hearing her desperate pleas, but I knew I couldn’t let that sway me now. I had come too far. As I placed my phone down, Antonio entered the room, his presence commanding as always. His gaze met mine, and he asked, "Did you talk to your mother?" I nodded, though I still felt a heavy weight in my heart. Hearing my mother beg for my father's release had shaken me more than I cared to admit. Antonio walked up to me, his eyes searching my face. "You’re not having second thoughts, are you?" he asked quietly, but there was an edge to his voice. "Because if you are, I’ll withdraw everything. We can let him go. And then, he can continue with his plans for his new empire for your brother." His words stirred something inside me. The mere thought of letting my father continue his twisted plans for a bastard I would never acknowledge as my brother filled me with disg

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-09

Second family

Fiona’s POVI sat on the edge of my dresser chair, my foot tapping anxiously on the floor as I tried to keep myself calm.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Before I could respond, one of the maids rushed in, her face pale and anxious.“Ma’am,” she panted, “Miss Phoebe is here, she's downstairs.”I shot up from my chair so quickly that the perfume bottle I was holding slipped from my hand and rolled across the table. Phoebe was here. After all the messages I'd been sending to her, all the waiting—she was finally here.Without another word, I hurried out of the room, my heart pounding in my chest. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, there she was.Phoebe stood in the hallway, her back to me, glancing around the house as if she had just returned from a long vacation and nothing had changed. A slight smile curved her lips, and that smile made something inside me snap.“Phoebe,” I called out in a low voice.She turned to face me, the same little smile still on her lips. Her cal

Dernière mise à jour : 2024-09-10

Exposed

Fiona's POVPhoebe took a step closer, her voice low and serious. “Mom, YOUR HUSBAND has been using company funds to build an empire for his other family. He has a child with another woman, and he’s been moving money out of the company to support them.”I stared at her for a brief moment before I burst out laughing. “This has got to be the biggest joke of the century, right?”But Phoebe just stared at me, looking dead serious. Wait….did she actually mean what she just said? Stevenson had…. a child?My legs suddenly felt weak, but I forced myself to stay standing. “No… that can’t be true,” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. “You're only making things up.”Stevenson would never betray me this way. He promised Sheila’s mother was the first and last! He made me a vow—he wouldn’t betray me.Phoebe suddenly pulled out her phone and held it up in front of me. “See for yourself.”I stared at the phone screen, my vision b

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