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Fatima and Nicholas stayed locked in that close stare, the air thick with what they’d felt the very first day they met.She’d been swept off her feet in an instant, completely in love. He’d seen perfection. But what Nicholas felt now was deeper than that first spark.It was the years they’d spent together, her always by his side, steady and real. He still wasn’t entirely sure what he wanted, and after all the chaos he’d told himself he just needed her back because she was his wife, perfect for his image. But looking into her eyes right now, he realized it was more.He was in love with her.“Look, all cleaned up!” Nicholas said first, breaking the spell. The kids had been standing there quietly for who knows how long. “Good, now let’s go and feed those bellies,” he added, scooping up Wave and heading for the door. Bonnie followed silently behind. Fatima stayed rooted in place, still lost in what had just happened.Nicholas had basically said she could have him back. And right now, she

Yes, she was aware. Some might call her selfish, say she just didn’t want to move on. But what? Leslie enters her life, steals her husband, and now wants to steal her whole life too? Nope. Fatima wasn’t about to let that happen.Maybe she would have, if Leslie had been an honest person. Like that first day when she claimed they’d simply fallen in love. But that lie had been ruled out the moment Leslie started the manipulation, the fake fall, the accusation that Fatima had pushed her.Fatima had watched enough reel dramas online not to fall for that crap. She wasn’t going to be the victim anymore. If she had to become the villain to protect what was hers, she was perfectly okay with it.Soon she had bought both the wine and the drug. Now she was headed to the apartment Ian had gotten for her.“What’s going on, love?” Ian asked as soon as he picked up. Fatima had just reached the building and decided to call him before going in. It was six o’clock, she remembered how he’d rushed off som

While Fatima was speeding down the road, hell-bent on reaching wherever Raphael was keeping her sister, back at the penthouse she had just left, another chaos was about to explode into her already messy life.Ian woke up with a banging headache, same as yesterday, except this time he was lying on the couch instead of the floor. Well, at least that was an improvement.“Shit,” he cursed, rubbing his temples as he tried to sit up. With eyes barely open, he glanced at his wristwatch and realized it was seven. He didn’t normally get up that early, but the messiness around him forced him awake. “Fatima?” He started calling his wife’s name as a few memories from last night flickered back.Fatima sitting on his lap, that was it. It was safe to say he was beginning to suspect something, but it wasn’t important right now. As long as Fatima was in his life and they were having these amazing times together, he could live with the blank spots.“Love!” He jumped to his feet and quickly reached for

Meanwhile, Fatima, after driving for about ten minutes, pulled up to a luxurious house. She didn’t ask any questions, she just stepped out of the car. Raphael followed right behind her. Fatima looked around and realized it wasn’t actually far from her own home at all.“Don’t tell me this is where you’re keeping my sister,” she said, scanning the place.“A smart man wouldn’t have it any other way,” Raphael replied with a wink.Fatima honestly wasn’t in the mood for his games. She needed to see Madelyn right now, that was her only focus.She followed Raphael to the front door. It opened immediately, revealing a servant dressed in a classic maid uniform.“Raphael,” the woman greeted with clear respect.“Hi. How is everything?” Raphael sounded surprisingly kind to her, Fatima couldn’t help but notice. “This is a friend of mine, Fatima,” he added, glancing back at her.Fatima was surprised. Why would he introduce her as his friend?“Hi. Nice to meet you,” Fatima said politely, not wanting

She stayed in the shower for a little while, letting the hot water wash away some of the tension. Once she was done, she put on the robe, the dress from last night wasn’t only too short for the bank but also a little dirty now.To her surprise, when she stepped out, she found Raphael placing some professional clothes on the bed for her.“I didn’t know which colour you preferred,” he said, raising two pairs of trousers, one black, one navy blue.Fatima pointed at the black ones. They looked like they were exactly her size and brand new.“Is there a mall nearby?” she asked, taking the items anyway. “And you bought me underpants as well?”“Um, actually, I bought these yesterday,” he said, sounding serious. “They were actually for Isabella. I figured you two share the same size.”“Oh, wow.” Fatima remembered how Ian had bought her so many things too. She realized these two spoiled their women the same way.She didn’t ask any more questions, there really weren’t any worth asking, so she to