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Author's POV ~That morning, the sun rose over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city. Morning light crept into the rooms, illuminating the spaces. The chirping sounds of birds pierced the silence, and they were like melodies to Scarlett’s ears. Cars and people moved across the busy road and shops and stalls were already opened, a reminder that life is always at full swing. Scarlett's eyes fluttered open and the first thing she saw were Dylan's piercing gaze, his eyes warm and reassuring. She smiled softly, feeling a sense of comfort in his presence. The children were in their rooms and had probably forgotten about their trip to their great grandmother's house. Perhaps they were still asleep. The room was quiet for a moment, the only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioner and the distant chirping of crickets outside. “Good morning, Scarlett.” Dylan greeted. He raised her hand slightly and planted a soft kiss on it.“Morning, Dylan. How was your night?”“It was gre

Author's POV ~The soft murmur of voices could be heard in the background. Scarlett and Dylan were still at the cozy restaurant, surrounded by the soft glow of candles which illuminated their faces. Dylan and Scarlett attempted to continue with their meal, deliberately ignoring Hilary's presence. However, Scarlett was still unsettled with her presence. The air was thick with tension, and Scarlett's discomfort grew with each passing minute. She couldn't help but feel like she was under a microscope, with Hilary's lens capturing every moment, every glance, and every whispered conversation.She couldn't even eat with ease, or continue with her conversation with Dylan.Scarlett's eyes darted towards Hilary, who was shamelessly recording them, her camera phone angled in such a way that it captured not only them but also the other diners in the restaurant. The sound of the camera's shutter clicking away made Scarlett's skin crawl. She felt like a specimen in a lab, being studied and analy

Author's POV ~“Hilary, look. What happened last night was a mistake. It was never my intention to sleep with you. I never wanted to have anything to do with you but you invited me over just so you could stir things up between us, Hilary!” Dylan yelled, his voice filled with rage. Hilary snickered, and shook her head, her eyes flashing with amusement. “What did you just say? That I invited you over in a bid to stir things between us? What makes you say that?” Jasmine asked, feigning innocence.Dylan's brows furrowed and his face darkened as her words fueled more rage in him. He took a step towards Jasmine and pushed her to the wall, “Don't try to play games with me. You and I know that was what you wanted.”“Are you accusing me of stirring things up between us? Wait. Don't tell me you're angry because you slept with me.”“I'm angry because you keep coming between me and Scarlett! And now you've just revealed that you have access to my WhatsApp messages. Obsessive urge?”“Aren't you

Author's POV~Ethan woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. He stretched his arms and yawned, feeling the fatigue of the previous day's activities still lingering in his body. After getting dressed, he headed downstairs to the kitchen, his stomach growling with anticipation of a hearty breakfast.As he entered the kitchen, he was greeted by the warm smile of Maria, the middle-aged maid who had been working for his family for years. She was busy preparing breakfast, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filling the air."Good morning, Ethan," Maria said, placing a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast in front of him. "I made your favorite breakfast."Ethan smiled, his eyes scanning the plate appreciatively. "Thanks, Maria. You always know how to start my day off right."As he began to eat, he noticed that Jasmine wasn't around. He looked up at Maria, a hint of concern in his voice. "Where's Jasmine?"Maria's expression turned neutral, but Ethan c

Author's POV ~As George's gaze lingered on Scarlett, Dylan felt a growing sense of discomfort. There was something in George's eyes, a spark of mischief that made him uneasy. He didn't trust George, not one bit. The thought of George being around Scarlett, potentially revealing his secret, made his skin crawl."Let's get going," Dylan said abruptly, his tone a little too harsh. "We have a lot to do today, George." He turned to Scarlett, his expression softening. "We should get going too, babe. The kids are going to love these toys."Scarlett nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yeah, let's go. I'm starving. How about we grab some lunch on the way home?"As they bid George a brief goodbye, Dylan couldn't shake off the feeling that George was watching them, his eyes fixed on Scarlett with an intensity that made him squirm. He quickened his pace, ushering Scarlett towards the car, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.As they walked away, George's voice carried on the wind,