Lucy’s POVHe kept waiting for me night after night in the dark, clearly eager to see me. Unfortunately, my stubbornness got the best of me, and I still refuse to let him in or see him just yet. I've been home from the hospital for a week now, but Arman was still desperate to win back my trust and love.As for me, I'm just standing here at my window and looking at him without any guilt. He didn't give up. Every day, he was there waiting for me to bring him inside. I shut the window and let out a soft sigh. Then Cecille asked, "Miss Lucy, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine." I replied with a half-smile. Another day later, I observed his black vehicle parked outside my house. "Yes, there is a car in front of my gate," I told the cops. "Please do everything you can to ask him not to park his car in front of my gate. Thanks." After calling the police, I went to the kitchen to drink a glass of milk. Cecille told me, "Miss Lucy, you have some fruits and vegetables in the fridge. Do

Arman’s POVDespite my efforts to hold her, she struggled to stand up straight and said, "I—I'm okay." She tried to move away from me as if being so close to me made her feel bad. But at that very second, she tripped and blacked out in front of me."Lucy!" I shook her gently and caught her fragile body. Then her driver came up to us and said, "Sir, let's take her to the hospital."I nodded and picked her up to put her in the back seat. I held her head in my lap and stared at her blankly.When it came to her, all I could think about was keeping her safe and making sure she'd be okay no matter what.When we got to the hospital, my phone rang, but I didn't answer it because I was watching my wife be taken inside.The doctor said, "Wait here, Mr. Romano." “Of course.” I said calmly. And the next time my phone rang, I irritatedly answered it and exclaimed, "What?!""You couldn't yell at your mom!"Hearing my mom's words made me feel better right away. "Sorry, I thought it was someone e

Lucy’s POVJane forcefully shoved me aside and glared at me as if she truly wanted me dead. She then fixed her hair and asked, "Why would I be afraid of someone like you? You should stay where you are because you are a loser. Otherwise, if you cross that line, I'll do something terrible to make your life worse again.""Then let's play dead or alive, Jane," I said with a soft laugh and leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "Thomas may be alive or dead. The answer is unknown. But do you think you can win this game?” I could see the rage in her eyes as she stared at me, but then she nodded and blurted out, "I don't want you to be there at my wedding tomorrow! It's just a matter of fact! So, I hope this message is clear to you, Lucy."She then turned away from me and walked away. I laughed because I planned to attend her wedding just to upset her. I'm not finished with her yet; she should have tasted her bitter medicine at least.As I whirled around to get a shovel and fertilizer contai

Lucy’s POV"I lost count," he said in a soft voice, avoiding eye contact with me. Even though he probably felt ashamed to say it in front of me, I can't tell him to stop killing people; that's his only way to make it in the underworld. "Just so you know, I don't judge you," I said as I walked toward the door.And he stood up to stop me, “I’m sorry…” As I lifted my eyes to meet his, I looked down at the hand that was clutching my wrist. And I said, "I'm sorry, but I think we're both ready to move on. You should file that divorce finalization in court, alright?" “How many times have I told you that I won’t give up. Lucy?” he said, his voice becoming grave again, like he was pleading with me the whole time. "Arman, I can't give you a chance. Do you know why? Because I won't even let myself get over what happened. It still bothers me, from the day my Dad died to the day I almost died—those people still living their best lives while I'm here miserable." My voice trailed off as I wiped

Lucy’s POV"I want to know where you are taking me." I asked so quietly that it was scarcely heard as I fastened my seat belt.I felt my heart racing so fast when his eyes met mine, and to my surprise, he lowered his head to kiss me. I tried to get away from him, but his kiss was stronger than my fear. Many things are making me worry these days, but his lips, his embrace, his smell, and everything else about him make me feel like everything will be okay. I shut my eyes and kissed him back with the same intensity. I opened my mouth and twisted my tongue around his. I felt like heaven every time he kissed me. He kissed me for so long that I could hardly catch my breath. He whispers as I gently open my eyes, "I'm proud of you..." I stared at him, my smile fading. With a deep breath, I confronted him. "I did what I believed was right... What were you doing there? You're the one who destroyed their wedding car, aren't you? It was you, wasn't it?" A proud smile spread across his face