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CHAPTER 1A Moment Of UsVivian POVI used to think some marriages were simply meant to last, not because the couples never argued or because there was something between them that felt so strong to break.That was how I felt about my husband Adrian.I stood by the window, watching as rain hit the glass window like tiny fingers and turning the neon sign on the street below into a blurring wet reflection. Adrian was the sweetest thing that has ever happened in my life. The man I married is not just a husband to me, he is my safest place, my answered prayer and all I have ever prayed for. Every morning when he wakes up he will always remind me that fairy tales could exist outside the pages of a book, he is the kindest and sweetest man I have ever known. He never forgets to kiss me on the forehead before leaving for work or tells me how gorgeous and sexy I look even on the days I feel exhausted. He always buys me gifts while coming home, he assists at home and makes life easier for me

CHAPTER 3The Woman Who Had My Heart Adrian’s POVI adjusted my gold wrist watch on my wrists,staring out through the floor to ceiling glass of my corner office.my phone hummed softly”,but I ignored it,my mind still echoing with the sound of Vivian's voice from our call earlier.“Sometimes I wonder what I ever did in this life to have a sweet, kind, and supportive husband like you.a slow bitter smile pulled at the corner of my lips.If only she knew“Sometimes I wonder what I ever did in this life to have a beautiful, loving, kindhearted and supportive husband like you.A slow bitter smile pulled at the corner of my lips.I wasn't entirely lying when I told my wife I was proud of her. She has worked so hard for that contract and watching her succeed brought a genuine flicker of satisfaction to my chest.​She is my anchor. She is the best thing that has ever happened to a flawed, dark handsome man like me. I'm insanely proud to call her my wife. I used to walk into high society

CHAPTER 5The unknown numberVanessa POVPhone ringing Hi Adrian?”My voice came out softer and sweeter than I intended.There was a long silence on the other end of the phoneThen I heard him breathe“Vanessa”. He responded Just hearing my name from his lips made my heart melt“I miss you," I whispered softly I closed my eyes and held the phone tighter against my ear.“I know I shouldn't be calling you, but I can't stop thinking about you.”Another silence.I could almost picture his face, the tired eyes, the tight jaw. That cold expression he wore whenever he was trying to hide what he was feeling.“Vanessa, i miss you too he answered quickly “I know.”My voice cracked“I wanted to hear your voiceI waited for him to say somethingAm here baby “i want us to see”My heart jumped i wanted to see you because i miss the way you always look at meI missed the way you used to make me feel importantI missed the feeling of having you close.But most of all, I want to know if there is

Chapter 7Midnight StaticAdrian POVI remain motionless,listening as the last squeal of my tire disappears into a suffocating silence of the deserted road. The air inside the car suddenly felt thin, tasting faintly of iron and the cold river fog that pressed against the glass. My breath caught,fogging the windshield in a jagged half moon as my trembling fingers inched upward, gripping the rearview mirror and tilting it down just enough to catch the dark, wet stretch of road behind me. Just the empty street curving away beneath the pale yellow glare of the overhead sodium lights, flanked by towering brick facades and the dripping shadows of the park. My chest rose and fell rapidly,each breath strained by the surge of adrenaline. I exhaled a shaky breath, a pathetic attempt to steady the static roaring in my ears. A prank. It has to be so a twisted prank “i said softly”A random spam number or a cruel neighbor playing off the mist and the late hour. I pulled the mirror back into p

Chapter 9The Shadow of DominionLorenzo Moretti POV​The ball room of the Grand meridian Hotel smelled of old money, crushed white roses, and the kind of heavy, suffocating perfume that gripped to the skin long after the night was over. Thousands of people drifted across the polished hardwood floor like ghosts in designer silk and bespoke wool, swirling crystal flutes of champagne while trading fake smiles and calculated compliments. It was packed with greedy businessmen and shameless political flattery. I hated every moment.​As the CEO of Dominion Corporation, my presence wasn't optional; it was a compulsory display of power. But tonight, my mind wasn't on the multi-million-dollar land acquisitions or the shadow union we were currently arranging. My gaze kept drifting, pulled like a compass needle toward the edge of the room that was where she stood.And I saw a beautiful young lady dress with an emerald green silk gown that caught everyone staring at her , moving with an effo