LOVEY'S POV                                        It has been two weeks. I still could not recover from his death. I cried a lot. I isolated myself in my new room. My brain mostly felt numb. His death had changed our lives and Isabella, I never met her. She must have Harry's blue eyes.        I blinked. I was still fighting with pain. I was sitting on the velour couch. I was hugging my knees and resting my chin on them. Abruptly, the door swings open. He held my hand and tugged me at him.        " Where are you taking me? Leave my hand?" I said with anger and dread.       I am his wife. He could do anything and worse, force himself on me. I couldn't expect anyone to help me. Nobody would help me when he blackmai

His arm was tightly wrapped around me as he was fearing to lose me. We arrived at one of his Casinos.        . People were bowing their heads. No one raised their eyes at me. He stopped at a table. I could see one man in a uniform and shuffling cards, stacks of chips. I didn't know anything about the game but I was certain it would grab all my money.        " Just stay with me for five minutes. Then you can go to the office. I know it's awkward for you. Can you do this for me? " He gazed at me for my answer.        " Okay. " I whispered, nodding my head.       He pulled the chair for me. I sat down.       He smiled and pecked on my cheek as he sat next to me. I closed my eyes. It felt strange in a good way. The thing was, I didn't wanna replace Jack. I didn't love him, but he was my husband. His death was the bitter reality of my

HARRY'S POV         The meeting went well. Indeed I didn't need to attend it. I just wanted to pass my time. My sources were still working. They told me to send the details to him at ten o'clock. I desperately wanted my brother in front of me and wanted the answers from him to all my questions. I wanted to beat the hell out of him. Instead of discussing problems, he picked to run from them like a coward. What changed him so much? He had everything, parents, brothers, kids and it was he who wanted to marry her. I fisted my hands.       My phone rang in my pocket. I fished it out from my pocket. I clicked to answer it. It was Bryan. Love wanted to go to the same place where we were last night. I knew the reason.       " Ok take her. Be more alert. Not a tiny mistake. " I warned him.       '' Yes, boss," I

A strong hand was massaging my scalp and running fingers in my hair. I opened my eyes. He was sitting in front of him. My hand was in his second hand.      Before he could ask me again, " I'm fine. " I said. We shared a smile.      He bent down to kiss my cheek. I closed my eyes to feel the emotions more closely which were building up inside me. He kept his face inches away from me. I blinked while looking at him.     " You did that intentionally. " I whispered.        " Did what? " He frowned.     " You know what I am talking about. " I said to him.     " At least, I can kiss you. " He ran his tongue on his lips.      " Are you telling or asking? " I asked with a smile.      He bent more. I heard my heart beating a little faster. " You like him more than me. Why didn't yo

LOVEY'S POV                                                     I didn't ask him anything. He needed time. I could hear shouting and sabotaging things sitting in my room. I heard what that old man told Harry. I could get the reason for his being upset but he could hurt himself. I wanted to go and placate him. I asked the nanny to take the kids to the garden. I paced downstairs. I could see the hall was devastated. Many tiny pieces of the shattered mirror were laying on the floor. Mom, Dad and Jack were looking disturbed and worried. The same man from the beach was standing beside dad with a scared look. I stood there, his back was on me.         " Harry, " I called his name.         He turned. My heart dropped in my chest. His face was