Richard POV“Okay, let’s go,” Julien tells me as he opens the interrogation room. I walk past him out of the room, and I take a deep breath. We’ve been in here for around eight hours, and I am ready to go home back to Layla. I bet she is stressing out and knowing my family the way I do, and I know they are there making her life miserable. “You need to behave from now on, you will be in front of the judge in three days, and I can’t risk you going around and ruining my good work,” Julien says, and I rest my head back on the headrest of the car. “Since when do I go around doing anything reckless?” I ask, and he raises an eyebrow looking at me. “Well, since you met Layla,” he tells me, and well, I guess he has a point, but that guy was touching her;

Layla POV“Are you sure I look okay?” I ask Richard what has been lost in his own mind since we left his house. He hasn’t said a word. I feel for his pain, and I will do everything I can to ease it, but I know it won’t be easy. I know it will be difficult, especially when it comes to that woman, his ex-wife. God, how I hate her.The car stops, and Richard looks out of the window and shakes his head slightly. The door opens for him, and he gets out of the car and walks around, opening my door. He offers me his hand, and I take it. I look around, and I can’t believe this is the house he grew up in. The massive, big garden in the front and I bet in the back.The front door opens, and Cruella walks towards the stairs wearing a white suit with a jacket and skirt. The woman looks like a personification of money and power. We walk towards her, and she smiles at Richard avoiding looking at me.“Ricky,” she whispers as he

Layla POVI sit quietly as everyone else does except for Robert. He looks at me and smiles. I think he is beginning to warm up to me, but when his eyes meet Savanna, that has the fakest smile ever on her face, he stops smiling and focuses on his newspaper again. I can hear the steps coming down the stairs, and I feel my heart slowing down a little. I don't think I even realized how fast it was beating. I am feeling extremely uncomfortable here."I am sorry," Richard whispers behind me as he leans on the back of the couch, speaking in my ear. I look up, and he smiles. Dylan sits beside Savanna, who immediately wraps her hand around his, smiling. I can tell he likes her but dip down. I had some hopes that he would fall for Jo. They would be the perfect couple. "Dinner is served," a maid says as she stands near the door. Robert stands up, offering his hand to Cruella, that avoids his touch and walks past him. He shak

Richard POV“You have got to be shitting me,” I burst through the door, walking ahead of Julien. He follows me close behind, closing the door behind him. My new secretary is not in yet. It’s the third time in one week that she’s late. This is unbelievable.“Where the fuck is she?” I walk to my desk, open my laptop and connect to HR so they can contact her. “Sonia, I need you to contact my secretary. She’s late again. While you’re at it, fire her,” I shout through the line. Sonia stays very quiet as she takes a deep breath. “Outbursts like that won’t solve your problem,” she says, and I end the call. I am not in the mood for this kind of shit. I need someone that can actually do the fucking job without skipping work or coming in late. 

Richard POV“Anya, I have class,” he barks at the girl, and I raise an eyebrow watching how he disrespects the girl.I shake my head, and he looks at me. “What is your problem?” He barks at me, and I ignore him. The last thing I need is to go to jail for sucker-punching a minor. “Hey, stay quiet,” Anya tells him, and he flips her. I take a deep breath crossing my arms in front of my chest when the door opens, and Pamela walks in, followed by Mia. She has a bruised eye, and I immediately stand up walking to Mia.“Who did this?” I ask, and she looks down at her feet, staying quiet as Pamela stands quietly next to my daughter. Whoever did this is going to regret the day they were fucking born. I will make sure the kid that did this will be expelled from this excuse of a school.“Richard, control