The weekend came. I was in my penthouse with Fanny, Zayne, and Creek.She wasn’t with me probably out shopping with the other women. “Any piece of advice for the soon-to-be wed?” Zayne laughed, walking in with drinks. “The wife is always right,” Fanny said, laughing even harder. “Don’t argue with her. If an argument starts, just tell her she’s right it will end quickly.” “What about you, Xavier? What’s your secret?” Creek asked. All the attention shifted to me. “I don’t know… we never argue,” I said with a faint smile. “What? Are you serious?” Fanny exclaimed. “He uses intimidation,” Creek added before I could respond. “No,” Zayne corrected, smirking. “He knows how to handle a feisty woman.” “Yeah, your wife looks feisty,” Fanny laughed softly. “She is,” I said calmly. She walked in then with the other women.Creek didn’t even try to hi

“When were you going to mention this, Zayne?” I was not happy with what he did—angry was an understatement. “I… I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t know how,” he said, covering his eyes with the back of his hand. “She got drugged, might have exposed us, and you tell me you couldn’t say anything?” “I’m so—” I left before he could finish. “You were the one who told me to marry her… I’m not even sure that was the best choice, but I guess I have to do something for the sake of my image,” Xavier said from the door. “Any—” Rose trailed off when she saw the anger on his face as he walked out. “What happened, Zayne?” she asked, noticing his hands still covering his face. “I’ve got to go,” he said, standing up and kissing her cheek before leaving. Xavier drove back home. His father-in-law would be leaving in a few days. Krasavitsa sat with her head lowe

“Look for her everywhere—check all my properties too!” Xavier shouted, issuing orders. His phone rang. “Yes, Zayne.” “Her phone is still in the mansion. We tracked it upstairs—I think she left it behind.” “What about the call I received? Get your best hacker on it now. She might have been taken.” “Yes, we’re on it.” “Do you have eyes on Daniel and Liam?” “Yes, our men are watching both locations.” “Call me when you find something.” “Alright.” Xavier hung up. The men spread out across the estate. The property was vast—almost like a maze. “Bring me my coat and a torch,” he ordered hurriedly. Luckily, her father had already left earlier that afternoon. He didn’t need to know she was missing—especially if she was in danger. Xavier paced back and forth, hands behind his back, anxiety building. They had tr

Xavier had been busy for a few days and had to leave the city, but his words still echoed in her mind. The way he had said them made Svetlana uneasy around him.She regretted offering herself… and even more, she regretted trying to push his other women away for the remainder of their time together.At the office, she had taken over most of his responsibilities, signing documents as his assistant with full authority.It was another long day. The weekend was approaching, and they were supposed to visit her mother. Xavier would be returning today, so she needed everything to be perfectly in order.Her knee-length cream pencil skirt clung to her figure as she walked downstairs to sign for a delivery—flowers from Creek.She didn’t want to speak to him, but the gifts were… nice. And no one at the office questioned them. Most assumed they were from Mr. Vladivostok.Whispers followed her as she walked past the reception desk carryin

“Careful, sweetheart.” Xavier held out his hand, smiling at her.She looked at his hand, then up at his face. After a brief hesitation, she placed her hand in his and stepped out of the car, returning a faint smile. “My dearest child!” her mother rushed forward, kissing both her cheeks.“Hi, Mother,” Svetlana replied softly.Xavier greeted his mother-in-law respectfully, lifting her hand and kissing it. “Nice to meet you too, young man,” she said warmly.“I brought some gifts. They’re in the car,” Xavier added.He retrieved them—a cake, a box of chocolates, and a bottle of premium brandy from his collection. “Thank you, my son. Her father will appreciate this. Come inside,” she said, pulling Svetlana along. Xavier followed after removing his shoes and slipping into house slippers.“You look pale. Have you not been eating well?” her mother fussed, cupping her cheeks. Her father appeared in the si