Nicholas' POVThis just can't be happening again. Why has Laura decided to treat me this way? Why has she decided to betray me again? I had a security detail watching her every move. I just couldn't trust her again after what she did. I found out she had gone to a club with Sonia, where she met up with Fernando and engaged in sexual activities with him in a lounge.I was so irritated and furious. I picked up my phone and dialed her number, it rang and she didn't answer. "Damn it! Pick up your call, for God's sake!" I muttered underneath my breath.She didn't pick up. That infuriated me even more. I stood from my chair and rammed my fist into the wall in anger. Laura, how could you do this?I called Carlos, and he picked up almost immediately."We are leaving first thing tomorrow morning.""But boss, the meeting is in two days, we...""I said we are leaving tomorrow morning!""Okay, boss." He knew better than to keep bothering me when I was angry. I left my study and went to my room, k
Laura's POVHe beamed at the crowd, enthusiastically waving to them. For some inexplicable reason, our eyes locked from a considerable distance. At first, I assumed he hadn't noticed me.However, as I sensed his gaze lingering on my location for an extended moment, I decided to depart. My heart raced as I rose from my spot and maneuvered through the crowd, steering myself toward the exit.How could he possibly be here? Was this merely an eerie coincidence? I pondered intensely about how this situation had unfolded. I had just reached the exterior where the car I arrived in was parked when his haunting voice reverberated behind me."Laura, we need to talk."I found myself frozen, incapable of movement."There's nothing to talk about, Fernando," I snapped irritably. I wasn't pleased with how everything had unraveled. It wasn't entirely his fault; I shared the blame. If I hadn't succumbed to his advances, that heated moment at the club might never have occurred.Who knows, maybe Nicholas
Laura's POV"Where do you think you are coming back from by this time of the night?" Santos said as he stared at me with bulging, anger-filled eyes. Fear consumed me. This wasn't the first time he had erupted in rage without any valid reason. These outbursts had become increasingly frequent over the past few weeks."I went for a photoshoot... I... I didn't realize it would take this long," I stammered nervously."What do you mean you didn't know it would take this long?" he shouted, his voice laced with fury."How many times have I told you not to come back to this house after 8 pm?" He advanced towards me, and I instinctively moved back, recalling the painful slap I had received the last time I stood my ground."Santos, please let's not do this tonight," I cried, my voice pleading. "I'm sorry, it won't happen again." My body trembled visibly; I had endured an exhausting and terrible day. Standing for hours had left my legs numb, and all I wanted was to come home and rest. I never exp
Laura's POVMy voice remained trapped in my throat as I stood in the dimly lit room, unable to discern the stranger's face. Confusion and fear coursed through me, torn between fleeing from Santos and this unknown figure who had suddenly appeared.In a gentle, reassuring tone, the stranger broke the silence, reaching out his hands to calm my racing heart. "Don't panic, Laura," he said, his words carrying a semblance of safety. "It's me, Mark. Sonia sent me."Relief washed over me like a soothing wave as I whispered, "Oh, thank God." Mark took my small briefcase and guided me to his car, the weight of uncertainty slowly lifting from my shoulders. We drove in silence, eventually arriving at Sonia's apartment.The door swung open, revealing Sonia's warm embrace as she enveloped me in her arms. Her voice overflowed with genuine concern as she assured me, "It's fine now, love, it's fine." Gratefulness welled up within me as I thanked her for sheltering me, but she quickly interrupted, dismi
Laura's POVI observed the source of the blood, it was from Nicholas. He had been injured by a bullet grazing his shoulder while bravely trying to save me. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—Nicholas Brandson had been shot because of me! But was I truly responsible? Nicholas, being a deadly Mafia Lord, surely had a long list of enemies seeking to harm him. I was just an innocent victim caught in the crossfire.However, doubts began to creep into my mind. What if I wasn't mistaken about the lurking shadow in the darkness? Could the hairs on the back of my neck, standing on end since I left Sonia's house, have been warning me of imminent danger? My thoughts raced like wildfire, consumed by uncertainty.Bodyguards flooded into the room from every corner, some giving chase to the serial killer. I held tightly onto Nicholas' hand, panic filling my voice as I screamed,"Someone please call an ambulance," I screamed"."I won't be needing an ambulance Laura", Nicholas said, trying to
Laura's POVNicholas took the lead, with his bodyguards spreading out around us, their torch lights illuminating the area, prepared for any potential threats. We followed closely behind, our footsteps muted in the darkness as we heightened our senses.Upon entering the house, a chilling atmosphere filled the air, enveloping us in an eerie silence. The absence of any signs of life sent shivers down my spine, and the tension in the air was palpable as if the very walls held secrets.We cleared the downstairs area and now needed to check the three rooms upstairs. Ascending the stairs, we diligently searched the first two rooms, only to find them empty. Finally, we reached the last room at the end of the hallway. The door was slightly ajar, allowing a sliver of light to filter through.Holding our breath, we pushed the door open, revealing a scene that left us utterly stunned.The room appeared as though it had been ransacked, with furniture overturned and belongings scattered haphazardly
Nicholas' POV My phone rang, and I immediately recognized Carlos's voice on the other end, informing me that Santos had been captured. The urgency of the situation compelled me to leave the company of the ladies without hesitation. As I turned to go, I couldn't ignore the pleading look in Laura's eyes. She begged me not to harm Santos, and it tore at my heart. Despite everything he had done, she still cared about that despicable man, someone who had quite possibly attempted to assassinate her the previous night. I held on to a glimmer of hope, desperately wishing that he was innocent. But if he turned out to be guilty, I vowed to deliver swift justice and bring back his head as a grim testament to his crimes. Within minutes, I arrived at the basement where Santos was being held captive. Two of my trusted men stood guard outside, ensuring no escape or interference. "Where is that wretched man?" I demanded to know. "He is inside, securely bound with ropes on his hands and legs," Nae
Laura's POVAfter pondering for a while, I responded, "I can't think of anyone, honestly."He looked at me intently and urged, "Think harder, Laura. Anyone who may have felt offended by your actions, no matter how insignificant you believe it to be. Just give me a name to work with."As I ransacked my memory, I replied, "I really can't recall anyone. Maybe it's Charles, my manager? But I highly doubt it. He doesn't have the audacity," I said, trying to reassure myself, but confusion flickered in my eyes."No, it can't be him," I continued, attempting to dismiss the thought. "There's no motive. It must be a misunderstanding. We had a disagreement at the studio when I questioned him about my late monthly payment.""Why do you think your manager would want you dead?" he asked, his expression serious."I have no substantial reason to think that way," I replied. "It's just my own misinterpretation. Charles isn't capable of something like that. It's not in his nature.""You never know," he