~ Charlotte I felt the pain like a jolt of electricity, and everything seemed to slow down. I looked at the knife, its glistening blade stained with my blood. I could hear the sound of the congregation gasping, and I looked up to see their faces, frozen in horror. I couldn't believe what was happening, and I struggled to understand the reality of the situation. I looked down at Adam, and saw his face contorted in pain and fear. I felt myself falling, the pain in my stomach intensifying. I couldn't move, and I was powerless to stop the descent. I landed on the ground with a thud, my body limp. I could hear Adam shouting for help, his voice filled with panic. All I could do was lie there, watching as people ran around in a state of confusion. Finally, an ambulance arrived, and two paramedics rushed to my side. They lifted me onto a stretcher and carried me to the ambulance. Adam watched as the paramedics placed me in the ambulance and closed the doors. As the ambulance p
~ Charlotte I woke up with a start after the terrible dream that I had. my heart pounding. It took me a moment to remember where I was, and then it all came rushing back to me: the attack, the hospital, the aftermath. Months had passed since then, and still Adam hadn't told me anything about the attacker, or what he wanted. I had no idea what business he had with Adam, and it made me question everything. Had I made a mistake in marrying Adam? Was he the man I thought he was? My thoughts spiraled, and I felt like I was drowning. And then, in the back of my mind, a dark thought crept in what if the attacker came back? What if he was angry that he hadn't gotten what he wanted, and he was going to come for me? I felt a shiver of fear run down my spine. I imagined him, creeping up on me, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I could feel my heart racing, my chest tightening. I tried to push the thought away, but it kept coming back, stronger each time. What if he was out there
Dylan's POVI sat at the dining table, seething with anger. My grandfather had just promoted Charlotte, of all people, to be the new COO of the company. How could he do this to me? After all I've done for him, all the years of hard work I've put in, he was just going to throw it all away by giving the promotion to her. I couldn't believe it. I felt betrayed, angry, and hurt. Without thinking, I stood up and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me."Dylan, come back here, I won't have you walk out on me !" I heard my grandfather call after me. I stormed up to my room, slamming the door behind me. I was fuming, and I needed to vent. I picked up my phone and dialed Eleanor's number. She answered on the second ring. "Hey babe, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice filled with concern."You won't believe what just happened," I said, my voice shaking. "My grandfather just promoted Charlotte to be the new COO."Eleanor was silent for a moment. "Are you sure?" she asked. "I thou
~CharlotteAdam and i sat in the living room, talking about the board meeting that had taken place earlier today day. But then, the memory of the attack a month ago came rushing back to me. "Adam," i said, my voice trembling. "I've been having weird dreams about the attack. I keep feeling like it's not over, like the attacker is going to come back. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my voice." I know it's just my imagination, but it feels so real. I can't help but feel like something bad is going to happen."Adam reached out and took my hand. "It's just your imagination, Charlotte," he said, his voice reassuring. "Nothing is going to happen, I already sorted him out. I promise nothing bad is going to happen to you. Please, don't worry.""I'm just so scared," i said staring into Adam's eyes.And than I decided to ask the big question, unsure if Adam will answer it."Adam," i began, my voice wavering. "Did you return the thing that belonged to the attacker?"But Adam just turned
~Charlotte I turned my head and saw my Adam in the doorway.His face was pale and his eyes were full of horror. "What's going on?" He asked, his voice shaking. "Why is Dylan here? What's happening?"I opened my mouth, but no words came out. I was too stunned to speak. Dylan turned to leave, a smug look on his face. As he reached the door, he paused and looked back at Adam. "How does it feel when your wife is still in love with her ex, your brother," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "It's not my fault that she loves me and not you," Dylan said, his voice mocking. "Maybe you should take a good look in the mirror and figure out what you're doing wrong."Adam stared at Dylan, his face burning with rage. He clenched his fists, his jaw set. He wanted to punch Dylan, to make him feel the same pain that he was feeling.But he couldn't, probation because of his condition."Just get out," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "I don't ever want to see you in my room."Dylan sm
~CharlotteI hesitated, not sure what to say. I looked around, wondering if Jasmine was coming back soon. But she was nowhere to be seen. The man was still standing there, his eyes fixed on me. Finally, I said, "I'm not sure that's a good idea.""Why not?" he asked, his smile turning into a smirk. "I'm just offering to buy you a drink. What's the harm in that?"I felt myself starting to panic, and I could feel my heart beating fast. I tried to think of an excuse, but my mind was blank. "I'm waiting for someone," I blurted out, my voice trembling. "My friend should be back soon."The man's smirk faded, and he gave me a puzzled look. "You sure about that?" he asked, sounding skeptical. "You looked pretty alone when I saw you."I shifted in my seat, wishing that I could disappear. "I'm sure," I said, my voice firm. "She'll be back any minute."I hoped that my lie would convince him to leave me alone. But to my dismay, he just stood there, looking at me expectantly.Then my phone ra
~Charlotte I crept into the mansion, trying to avoid drawing attention to myself, not wanting to face Adam after what I had done. I felt a deep sense of shame and remorse.As I tried to sneak past the garden, I noticed Adam sitting there, his wheelchair turned towards the house. My heart stopped as I saw him. He turned his head and smiled at me, motioning to the empty space beside him. "Charlotte, please come," he said, his voice soft and inviting.My heart pounded in my chest. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to run away, to hide from the shame and guilt I felt, but a part of me wanted to go to him, to explain myself. I was paralyzed, unable to move."Please," Adam said again, his smile fading.I stood there, frozen in place, my heart racing. I was terrified of what Adam would say, of the look of disappointment or disgust I was sure to see on his face. I felt so torn, so conflicted. I couldn't seem to move, couldn't seem to do anything but stand there and stare at Adam."Charlot
~CharlotteAs I opened the box, I couldn't believe my eyes. Inside was a beautiful red dress, silky and flowing. A note was attached, and as I picked it up, I read the words, my heart pounding in my chest. "Will I be forgiven over dinner?" I felt a mix of emotions - surprise, joy, and confusion. I had never expected something like this. I never thought Adam was a romantic, and we're not in love, so why all this?I looked back at the other two boxes, wondering what could be inside them. What was going on?I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I decided to open the next box.As I opened the second box, I saw a glint of silver. It was a car key, and as I picked it up, a note fluttered to the floor. I picked it up, my hands shaking with anticipation.The note read, "I had promised to give you the whole world when you accepted to be my contract bride. Permit me to start with this." I was stunned. I couldn't believe it. My head was spinning with questions. Adam was sup