All Chapters of Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Luigi’s POVA loud knock on my door tore my attention away from the emails I was sorting through from my private investigators. They hadn’t found anything concrete yet, but they were getting closer.Mr. Samson was off work for the night, and Giulia was out doing god knew what with god knew who. Carl was tucked away in bed and fast asleep after a busy afternoon out with Willow. She had dropped him off without even coming to the door, and it had stung.But this was the bed I made and I had to lay in it.Not expecting anyone, and wondering who would be at my door at this late hour, I was surprised to find Benjamin standing on my doorstep.He rubbed his hands together, looking a bit frazzled.“I’m very sorry to just drop by like this,” he said, his voice low. “But I need to talk to you about something and I wasn’t sure if you would take my call.”Fixing my eyes on his, I nodded slowly. He was right, I probably wouldn’t have taken his call. Willow had told me all about the way he’d treated

Willow’s POVWiping the sweat from my brow, I leaned over the small vials of scents. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 1:00 in the afternoon. I’d been at this since 4am without a break. Sighing heavily, I rubbed my temples and reached for my coffee, only to find that it was empty.My neck hurt, and my fingers were raw from contact with too many oils. But I didn’t have a choice. I had to get these scents mixed for the Barney’s order. Given Adonis’ car accident, we’d managed to get a small extension on delivery, but they weren’t happy about it. Knowing that our big shot was about to slip away, I’d made the decision to finish the order myself.Adonis was still in the hospital, so he couldn’t help me. Which meant that I was working around the clock to finish the order.My vision blurred as I squinted at the vile.At first, focusing on my work had been a welcome respite from all the other areas in my life that were currently going wrong. I hadn’t spoken to Luigi for over a w

Luigi’s POVCarl wouldn’t even look at me when he got home. I was perfectly happy to have him spend the night with Willow. His face was bruised and sullen as he hung his head and walked to his bedroom. He looked so defeated, so broken.The moment Giulia heard that Carl was spending the night with Willow, she’d demanded that he come home. It was all part of the deal, she told me, venom in her eyes. We were married, and Carl was mine to care for, not Willow’s. If anyone found out that Carl was staying with Willow, it wouldn’t bode well for our public image.“You have to cut all ties with her,” Giulia told me.“I have,” I replied.She set down her glass of wine and fixed me with a look that said far more than her words. “That includes Carl.”I told her I couldn’t do that, that Carl needed Willow. Carl’s situation was delicate, his still held a deeply rooted trauma and Willow was his source of light and comfort. But Giulia didn’t want to hear it.“He’s a child,” she snapped. “He’ll get ove

Logan’s POVBeatrice’s computer sat in front of me, on the kitchen table, tempting me. Ever since Zoe’s birthday party, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the strange shipping labels and the mismatched amounts.It just didn’t make sense. Why would the invoice amounts vary so much? There was this nagging voice in the back of my head that kept telling me something was very off. My mind flashed back to the night at the restaurant when Luigi had accused me of stealing his wine. He’d been adamant that the wine was from his family estate.Was it?Beatrice had a ‘mystery’ supplier. Who was this supplier? If the supplier was legitimate, then why all the secrecy?Zoe and Leo’s giggles filtered through the open kitchen window from the back yard. Beatrice had gone out shopping, to buy a new dress for an up-coming gala event we were attending. It was just me in the kitchen.Me and Beatrice’s computer.Were the answers on her computer? It was a complete violation of her privacy, to open up h

Willow’s POVStrolling along the massive department store, my eyes gleaned over the plethora of perfumes. Various sales associates stood on the other side of the counter, asking customers if they’d like to try a new scent.I stood back for a bit, watching. The air was sweet with the mingled scents of perfumes. A woman and a small boy walked by, hand in hand, and my heart lurched. The little boy had sandy brown hair, almost the exact same color as Carl’s. He looked about the same age, too.It had been five days since Giulia hauled Carl away from me, and I could still hear his littles cries as he called out my name. I could also still see his little face contorted into a look of panic.I missed him so much. I missed Luigi too. Adonis was still in the hospital recovering, so I was spending the majority of my time hunkered down in my apartment. Somehow, I’d managed to fill the Barney’s order, although it hadn’t been easy. I’d nearly worked myself right into the ground, but I’d done it.Tha