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I didn't know how long I slept, but I woke up and saw Leonardo's hand on top of mine. "Hey Emilie, you're awake. You're doing good Emilie. You're strong. You will get through this. I know you will." I pulled my hand away when he started stroking it. He looked hurt. Again. But I didn't have the energy to care anymore. I drained my tears and felt empty inside. So I said nothing and just looked out the window wishing the bed would swallow me whole.No more baby was growing inside me. Max's child had gone. I killed our baby. I should've been a stronger mother. Maybe Anischska would be one for Max's child. The thought of little Max growing in another woman's body should've hurt me. But strangely I felt nothing. There was nothing I could do. I lost our baby, and Max would leave me for his real fiance.It was stupid of me to think that a person as weak as me could be with someone as strong as Max. I couldn't even keep our baby alive. This was for the best. I could see why my ex Aaron easil

Leonardo's POVThis whole thing with Emilie was a fucking nightmare. I wished I'd met her first before Max. I would surely make her the happiest woman on earth. She didn't deserve all this. Emilie was a sweet woman, smart, hard worker, and very strong-willed woman. I have tempted her numerous times already. Other women would have succumbed to me a long time ago. I know that for sure. I have fucked other women since I met her months ago, but my mind kept on going back to her. I hated myself for being so stubborn.I would imagine her face while fucking others. But as much as I say I wanted to be done with other women, she was too much of a temptation for me to go celibate. It had been weeks since I'd been jerking myself off like a teenager. I should probably go find some willing woman to take care of my needs. Fuck. I was pussy whipped."Where to go now, Boss?" Paolo asked from the driver's seat."Home Paolo, I'll be working from home for the rest of the day. You can join the others b

Max's POV It has been weeks. Too many miserable weeks. Since I lost my baby, and now I felt Emilie was slipping from my grasp. I was fucking numb. I've been hiding out at one of my strip clubs. I couldn't even remember which one. I was too fucking wasted. I didn't even care about anything else. I left Nikko in charge of Anischska's issue. The hell with everything. I was so fucking done. Maybe I was getting too dramatic, but my brain just wouldn't function. I should stop drinking, but as soon as my head cleared my mind was back to my sweet Emilie and how much I hurt her. So drinking was better than being sober.I couldn't get back to the house. Anischka was there and she reminded me of what happened between me and Emilie. The rising Russian gang wanted my head since l they knew I was hiding Anischka. Damn Anischka! Damn her father, Viktor Ivchenko! Damn my father, the great Grigory Markov! Damn them all!Nikko had been handling the situation. He was my underboss. I just wanted to be

It took all of me not to crumble when I saw him coming to our table. He looked tired. His eyes sunken. The man just seemed sad. I felt like I wanted to grab him, hold him, and comfort him. "Leo didn't expect to see you at my club. Emilie, you look beautiful as always." His body was tense. He got one hand deep in his pocket. It looked as rigid as his whole body as if he was holding all of his feelings in that fist. Max looked nervous. He looked broken."Emilie wanted to go out with her friends tonight," Leo explained while I was busy looking at my sad Ken. I could feel Leonardo's hand on mine, though my focus was on the man in front of me. I saw how his eyes darted to Leo's hand over mine. His hurtful expression, made my heart feel for him. Again."Leo please..." I tried to calm Leonardo. I didn't want to make a scene. I saw Max's hand clenching his fist inside his pocket again. I instantly felt sad for him. Damn it. I still love him. Leo got tensed beside me. I needed to get Max ou

I was nervous. Max was holding onto my hand the whole ride back to his hotel. Yep, we were headed to the Markov Hotel. His family was so wealthy he named their hotel after their family name. Max seemed to notice my uneasiness, as he pulled me to his chest. He didn't say anything. He just sighed, relaxing himself, taking me into his embrace. We stayed silent for the whole ride until we arrived at his hotel.I was still nervous when we got to the most beautiful suite I'd ever seen. I was told that it was the presidential suite. But Max definitely stole my attention as he ushered me to the sofa and opened a bottle of wine that had already been set by the coffee table. He poured the wine and gave it to me. "Emilie? Why are you still nervous? It's still me." "I know Max, it's just that a lot has happened between us. I think we should talk it out." I drank the wine and sat it aside before taking his hand in mine. "Yes, of course. I'm sorry. What do you want to know?" He stroked my hair