44 Days From Now Novels & Stories

She thought about it for a second. "That actually sounds like a lot of fun. Okay. Let me change into something sexy, and I'll be back down in a minute." As soon as she disappeared upstairs, I turned to Mark. "It is 12:43 on Friday, April 10th," I said. "Remember this date and time, because this is about to become the greatest moment of our lives."

I set the phone down on Ada's desk and looked at the photograph and let the room be quiet for a moment before I stood up and walked back out into the compound. Forty-four hours.

Three days later "Finally my precious Sunday has arrived." Nandini smiled as she over dramatically threw herself on her bed. "I can sleep till late in the morning. Oh my precious sleep!" She rolled on the bed, grinning. That was when her eyes landed on her table where the capsule ingredients were safely placed. She remembered that she had to make a stronger dose of those capsules of hers. Throughout the week, she had a hard time staying in a closed space with him even with the capsules that she consumed in the interval of every three to fours hours.

He looked much better than before. I pulled out my phone and called my assistant. “Please help me to run a background check on someone. Her name is Lucy Shuman, Amy’s daughter. She lives in Riverside Estate, Building 3, Unit 2. Please find out whether she gave birth at Westside Hospital three months ago, and who the father is, as fast as you can.” After hanging up, I stood by the window for over two hours. After Lucas’s heart rate stabilized, I only found a chair to sit on.

"Don't come over here. There's nothing between us anymore. I don't know you, and even if we were mates in the past, it ended a long time ago. Stop annoying me." His expression changed, but he maintained a forced smile. "The Memory Lock Potion can only be maintained for 21 days at most. Three days have passed since then. Why haven't you recovered yet? It's alright. I'll make the laboratory work overtime to check the potion, and you'll remember very soon." Lira couldn't help butting in, "Forgetting you was the right thing! She doesn't love you anymore, and you betrayed her first!" "Of course she loves me. She's just forgotten temporarily."

Colin smiled. Satisfied. A moment later, Miranda spoke again. “When are they coming back?” “Tuesday,” Colin replied. Miranda did a quick calculation in her head. “…Four days.” Colin glanced at her. “Yeah?” Her expression changed slightly. “I leave Adrian in four days.” The words came out calmly. Like a decision already made. Colin nodded slowly. “Good.” No hesitation. No doubt. Just agreement. “Dinner?” Colin asked again. Miranda hesitated briefly.

He smiled. Jimmy giggles. "Right from mum's belly." Laughter was heard. * * * Lola stared at the computer before her.Why was it so hard for her to concentrate today?.She flipped up the files on her table,recollecting she had a meeting to attend with her boss. The intercom buzzed. 📞Appointment by 7pm tonight. Don't be late.Flight ticket would be sent by 6 and you would be back before 12am to prepare for your festivity.

And just like that— an entire chapter of our lives closed. The room felt strangely empty afterward. Roman cleared his throat. "The wedding is in four days." My stomach immediately dropped. Four. Only four. Alessio glanced sideways at me. The faintest hint of amusement appeared in his eyes. He noticed. Of course he noticed. He noticed everything. Infuriating man. Roman continued speaking. Security plans. Guest lists. Protection routes. Emergency protocols. Most of it blurred together. Because my mind had become trapped on one sentence. Four days.

"What's the time frame here? Anytime in the next year?" Rogue slapped open his folder and pulled out his copy of the will. "What section is that in?" His words came out clipped. "Second from the last page. You'll see there's a thirty-day time limit." The attorney checked his calendar. "Today is August second. You'll need to decide which week in August works for all four of you and plan to be back here then. Or if this week works...?" He shrugged.

"When are you leaving?" "Tomorrow." "For two weeks?" "At most." I take her by the chin, hold her eyes. "I'll be back by the fourteenth at the latest." "Valentine's Day?" "Valentine's Day."