ARIANA'S POV As I stood on the balcony with Robert, the weight of my decision pressed down on me like a heavy cloak, suffocating me with its burden."Ari…please even if not for me, for Nate's sake. He worships you. God!" He threw up his hands in the air frustrated and I wished I could just hug him and tell him that I was going to stay with him. I wanted to. But I couldn't. His words hung in the air, thick with desperation and longing, but I knew I couldn't falter now. Not after everything that had happened.I instead moved past him and walked away from him, my heart heavy with emotion. I knew I had to leave, for my own sake and for Nate's. We couldn't continue with this toxic pattern, not when a child was involved. As I packed my few things into a carry on bag, I felt a sense of liberation wash over me. I was finally taking control of my life, finally standing up for myself. This entire experience had been a lesson for me and I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was ready to face wha
ARIANA'S POV I stepped off the plane, feeling a mix of emotions as I made my way through customs and baggage claim. I was back in America, and it was time to face the music. I hailed a taxi and headed to Barbara's house, eager to see my friend and confidante.As I walked in the door, Barbara enveloped me in a warm hug. "Welcome back, darling! How was your trip?"I couldn't help but grin as I launched into an enthusiastic recounting of my adventures in London. Barbara listened with a warm smile, asking questions and making supportive noises in all the right places.When I finally wound down, she fixed me with a
ARIANA'S POV “Yes! And I mean it!” Rob said firmly.I stood there staring at him, my box on the bed, open with clothes spilling out of it. And then I turned and left the bedroom and began to descend the stairs rapidly.It must have taken Rob a significant amount of time to recover from my abrupt departure because I was almost out the main door when I heard his footsteps descending the stairs.He could keep the clothes and I dare him to keep me away from my Nephew and step-son, I was leaving.
ARIANA'S POVTwo days had passed since my mother's bombshell, and I was still reeling from the news. Bankrupt. The word echoed in my mind like a death sentence. How could this be happening? Vanderbilt Holdings, the company generations of Vanderbilts had built from scratch, was on the brink of collapse.Even working could not calm my nerves. I went to the office each day and sat down blankly staring at the computer. As I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my computer screen, an email notification popped up. My heart skipped a beat as I saw the subject line: “Urgent: Board Meeting - Vanderbilt Holdings.”I felt a sense of trepidation as I opened the email. The message was brief an
ROBERT'S POV The silence in the room was thick and one could have heard a pin drop in that large room. I saw Ariana's face turn an ashen colour and she kept her eyes on her father. I could not imagine what she was feeling at that moment.The CEO, Mr Thompson finally spoke up. “I think we should hold our horses before saying something like that Richard”.“Well, you and I know for a fact that it is true Thompson. The earlier we filed for bankruptcy, the better. We are in debts, stretched thin and losing money in the market every day”, Richard said, raisi
ARIANA'S POV As Odette introduced herself, the entire room seemed to pause. Who bears Odette anyways? I didn't like her. I knew that immediately. What kind of a CEO looked like that? She was stunning, with piercing green eyes and raven-black hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her skin was a radiant olive tone, and her full lips curled into a sultry smile. She stood tall, her slender figure accentuated by a fitted black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. A gold necklace glimmered around her neck, and her stilettos clicked against the floor as she moved.I felt a pang of jealousy as Rob's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze lingering a moment too long. My heart tittered. This woman was trouble and I hated her all over again for it.“Hello, everyone,” she said again, her voice husky and confident. “I am the CEO of Elite Enterprises.”As she began to speak, her words were laced with authority and intelligence. She presented a proposal for a merger, outlini
ROBERT'S POV As I watched Ariana storm off, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. She was jealous, and that knowledge stirred something deep within me. I had thought our marriage was over, but now I wasn't so sure. If Ariana was still feeling jealous over me, then there was hope. I left the office building that day feeling elated for the first time in three months. At last, there was a silver lining in the cloud. I had been miserable without Ariana. I really hoped I would be able to win her back. Perhaps Odette wasn't such a bad idea. If her being around would make Ariana look at me again with love in her eyes, then I guess I could live with it.As I made my way to my meeting with Odette the next day, my mind was a jumble of conflicting desires. I wanted to reconcile with Ariana, to make our marriage work again. But another part of me was concerned about the danger of towing this path. Odette was obviously sultry and confiden
ROBERT'S POVI was consumed with rage, my anger boiling over like a pot left unattended. How dare Odette suggest such a thing? Did she really think I would betray my family, my father-in-law, for the sake of power and control? I was tempted, I won't deny it, but my indignation and anger won out. I pushed her away, my hands on her shoulders, and took a step back."Get out of my sight, Odette," I growled, my voice low and menacing. "You're not worth my time or consideration."With that, I turned and stormed out of her office, leaving her standing there, a look of shock and surprise on her face. I didn't care. I needed to get out of there, away from her and her toxic influence.As I drove home, my anger only intensified. I couldn't believe I had trusted Odette, that I had agreed to meet with her. What was I thinking? I beat myself up over it, my mind racing with thoughts of betrayal and deceit.As I walked into the living room, I was met with a sight that made my heart sink. Nate, my you