JENNA POV"Laura?..." I echoed, trying to piece together the fragments of information this Richard guy just shared with everyone. Judging by Keith's reaction, it was someone close. Someone they all were familiar with, believed to be dead, and now alive. The room seemed to buzz with tension as everyone's attention shifted to Keith.Keith's face turned pale, and he seemed momentarily paralyzed. His mother, Eleanor, stepped in, her voice steady and firm, attempting to take control of the situation. "Richard, are you certain that she was the one you saw? Where did you see her?"Richard nodded vigorously. "Yes, I'm sure." Richard then turned to Keith, "You remember you told me to get intel? Well, this is one of them.""I got feedback, along with these photos. It appears that she lives with Leonard. We haven't found out how it became possible yet but she doesn't seem forced." Richard explained further. l, taking out the pictures he had tucked away in his pocket.Keith finally seemed to sna
KEITH POVAs Richard and I drove towards Leonard's home, my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. Seeing the photos of Laura, alive and well, had brought back a flood of memories and unresolved feelings. I couldn't believe she was with Leonard, the man who had caused so much pain and chaos in my life."Keith, are you okay?" Richard's voice broke through my thoughts.I nodded, though I wasn't sure if I was. "Yeah, I just... I need to know what happened to her. Why she never reached out."Richard glanced at me, concern etched on his face. "I get it. But we need to be careful. Leonard is dangerous, and if Laura is with him willingly, there might be more going on than we realize."I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "You're right. We can't just barge in without a plan."As we neared Leonard's estate, I felt a surge of adrenaline. Yes, Laura's unexpected return stirred up unresolved feelings, but I couldn't let it cloud my judgment. Jenna and our unborn child depended on me
YILENA POVI stood right next to Big Mama (Xavier's mother) while she went on and on about something I still couldn't put my finger on."Why would you want Laura to be brought back?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her."Isn't it obvious, sis?" Nicola answered me, getting up and crossing her arms together, "It's a way to bring back the old Keith. The one who everyone in the Mafia fears in heart and soul."I scoffed, "And how is Laura being back going to make that happen? I don't understand.""And that's why you are not my favourite around here, Yilena." Big Mama said to me, a smirk finally playing on her lips as she continued, "Bringing Laura back will only create conflicting emotions in Keith. I know my son that much.""That's right. Will he know who to choose? His first love... Or his second chance at love?" Nicola added."He'd choose Jenna of course. I mean, she even has a child for him. How will he ever abandon her?" I said, standing my ground in my belief.Nicola burst into laughte
JENNA POVI had barely slept. My thoughts kept racing all night. I turned over in bed, reaching out for Keith, but his side was empty and cold. Suddenly, I remembered where I was and a pang of loneliness hit me. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. Today was going to be tough.I got up and headed for the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, the dark circles under my eyes a testament to my sleepless night. "Pull yourself together," I whispered to myself. As I headed downstairs, I heard voices in the living room. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, listening. Big Mama was talking to Nicola, their conversation hushed but intense."Keith won't be able to resist her," Big Mama was saying. "Laura is his Achilles' heel. He'll be back to his old self in no time."Nicola replied, "Jenna's days may be numbered here. Poor thing." with a mocking tone in her voice.Although I didn't understand what their conversation was supposed to mean
I sat alone at a cosy corner table in my favourite café, my fingers tapping nervously against the smooth surface. I arrived early, eager to see my boyfriend, Raphael, after what felt like an eternity apart. He had planned to meet for coffee, but he's the one reaching late. Or, will he even make it?I kept looking at the time on my phone but a part of me only waited for a phone call from Raphael where he would say he couldn't make it.I'm used to him not making it to our dates most. It wouldn't make a difference if the same thing repeats today but I want to see him this time.As the minutes ticked by, my anticipation mingled with a growing sense of unease. I glanced at my phone, checking the time repeatedly, each passing moment stretching into an eternity.Finally, after what felt like forever, the café door swung open, and Raphael hurried in, his expression apologetic as he approached my table. "I'm so sorry, Jenna. Traffic was a nightmare," he said, his voice tinged with genuine remo
I thought I had the confidence but as soon as I walked into the club, I ran out of it.I struggled to calm my fast-beating heart when I received a phone call from my stepsister."Hello?""Jenna, where are you?" Sarah asked, "And what's with your breathing? Are you alright? Talk to me.""Sarah, he... He's marrying someone else." I answered, trying not to cry over my make-up."Who? What are you talking about?" I hesitated to speak, "Jenna, calm down, where are you now?" Sarah asked frantically."I'm at the Elite Club," I answered."I'll come get you.""No! Don't. I have to do this. It's the only way I know I'll get my revenge.""Jenna you're confusing me. Start from the top at least." Sarah urged, in a caring tone.As I poured out my heart to Sarah, the weight of my emotions lifted slightly.Sarah listened patiently, her voice a comforting presence, "I can't believe he would do something like this to you, Jenna," she murmured, her tone tinged with disbelief and outrage."And you don't
The next morning, I woke up in a haze, my head throbbing with the aftermath of too many drinks. As my eyes fluttered open, the events of the previous night flooded back, sending a surge of panic coursing through me.I glanced around the unfamiliar surroundings, my heart sinking as reality set in. I was in a strange bedroom, tangled in disarrayed sheets, with no recollection of how I got there.Memories of the nightclub, the bet with Sarah, and Yohan's alluring presence swirled in my mind, leaving me with a sense of unease. Had I really gone through with the one-night stand?As if on cue, the door creaked open, and Yohan stepped into the room, his expression like that of shock. "Morning, sleeping beauty," he greeted, his voice laced with amusement as he approached the bed, "so he went through with it?""He?" I followed the gaze of Yohan and caught sight of another figure in bed with me, "wh- who's he?"Yohan scoffed, "Just someone who completed a bet among friends.""A... Bet?" I aske
"I need answers. I don't have time to play dress up. This will have to do." I said, examining my overly short dress in the standing mirror.I rushed out of my apartment and took a taxi to the venue of the wedding. I remembered it because that's where Raphael and I planned to have our future wedding.I couldn't believe he would stoop as low as using our planned venue and then having the audacity to invite me on the same day I got informed.The taxi parked at the roadside in front of the gates of the venue and I got off after paying.As I stood before the imposing gates of the wedding venue, a sense of trepidation gripped me.I took a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever awaited me beyond those gates. If Raphael thought he could manipulate me into submission, he had another thing coming.I squared my shoulders, summoning every ounce of courage within me, and stepped into the surroundings of the wedding venue.I scanned the faces of the guests, searching for any sign of Sarah but I