The Italian- Runaway Wife and Baby Cynthia Nero runs out on her billionaire husband, Alex Nero, hoping for a life cut off from deceit and heartache. Having a secret which is the child she conceived and knows Alex will stop at nothing to claim; Cynthia flees to Italy to find solace in her aunt's arms but finds solace ephemeral when tied to a man like Alex. Alex Nero is ruthless, driven, and dangerously handsome, and he always gets what he wants. When Cynthia disappears with their son, it sparks a full scale invasion of everything he has at his disposal in search of her. For Alex, this is no love thing. It's all business, family, legacy, and power. As Cynthia finds herself caught back in Alex's world again, she does not have to fight him alone as danger also lurks in the walls of his inner circle. Veronica, his manipulative ex- and Alvin, his scheming younger brother will not stop at nothing to get her out of their lives and own the Nero empire for themselves. In this world, power plays, betrayal and sizzling passion leads Cynthia into a choice of whether to deserve a place in Alex's life or risk losing it all including her son. Will love be strong enough to endure the obstacles set against it, or will the shadows dark and evil conquer it forever? It's a whole story of romance that goes beyond betrayal to redemption set in the midst of the very rich and very dangerous.
CYNTHIA'S POINT OF VIEW
I couldn't get my eyes off my son in my arms as he suckled on my bossom trying to throw his legs upwards, Distracting me from looking at the man seated on the other side of the couch.
He dominated the room with his presence, making it look as if it was a small room That man is my husband, Alex Nero.
"Hope you know you and my son are coming back with me to France right?" He suddenly asked, breaking the silence between us.
Unlike him what he said was not a question it was an order and I knew it.
"I'm sorry but I don't want to go back with you".
"I'm sorry you don't have a choice Cynthia Denying me the right to see my son is enough atrocity committed by you, Please do not add to the list by defying my order," he said, with a frown on his face.
His words sank deep into me as I looked away in guilt, memories of us together came rushing back.
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While sitting on the water cistern I looked closely at the urine test strip in my hand I was two months pregnant for my husband Alex Nero.
Just two months ago I got married to France's most handsome and wealthiest man. On the wedding day I was graced to have had the wealthiest men in France in attendance, everybody got marveled at how the almighty Alex Nero would settle for a farmer's daughter.
Even I myself could not believe how Alex picked interest in me at first sight it happened in the bar where I worked. I had just resumed as a waitress and was asked to attend to him and his friend since my colleague who did the job was not feeling too well.
He was seated with one of the most beautiful ladies I had seen in my whole life; hence I was shocked and curious when, after their meal, he walked up to me behind the counter and handed me his card.
The rest is history, as we both got married two months later without proper courtship. All that mattered was the fact that I loved him, and he loved me too.
With a heavy sigh, I got up from the water cistern . I walked to the hand sink and washed my hands before walking out to the room. I'm going to wait till he returns back from work and then I will inform him about the pregnancy.
I was so impatient, as I sat on the Couch waiting to hear his car driving into the compound. I'm excited I did not wait in vain as he immediately drove into the compound I got up on my feet.
I immediately got to the window and opened the curtain just in time to see him stepping out of the car as the evening sun cast an orange glow on his masculine, handsome form. I got carried away as I fixed my eyes on his features.
He had a dark hair and a brown eyes Raven black hair, he wore a gray suit that looked very good on him. I still couldn't believe that this man was my husband.
I hurriedly turned from the window and walked to my dressing room I applied some makeup and sporadically sprayed perfume on the sensitive parts of my body, I took hold of a robe to cover my body, as the little gown I wore left little to the imagination.
Walking down the aisle to his study, my face turned a hue of color as I remembered the night he made love to me there. On the table, to be precise.
As I was about to open the study door, the sound of his voice in a call pulled me out and i was stopped in my tracks.
"All I need is a baby boy so he would inherit the father's property
I do not trust Alvin.
That was all I needed to hear as I retraced my footsteps back to my room. All he wanted was his baby?
I couldn't hold back my tears as I got into my room and slammed the door after me. Did he marry me only because he required an heir and not because he loved me? He required someone to bear him a son for some sort of inheritance?
Oh, how ridiculous can men be? I'm just here to give birth I have no special place in his life? Was that the reason he has never told me he loved me?
These were the thoughts going through my mind at that moment I was so confused. What would become of me if the baby finally arrived? Would we still be together as usual? Was the baby the only leverage I had over him?
At that moment, I decided that I would not let him use me as a baby maker and then toss me aside after his expectations had been met. It was a good thing he was not aware of my pregnancy. I will leave for my aunt's place in Italy, where he would never have access to my baby.
With that thought in mind, I walked to the door and bolted it. I began to pack my bags and luggages for my escape journey I was breathing so heavily by the time I was done.
And then, I changed into a black hoodie and joggers, with sneakers. Looking out the window, I realized the sun was gradually retiring for the day. I will stall until it is late. Alex won't come to my room anytime soon, he would merely send a maid to call me down for dinner.
That gave me enough leverage to plan my escape. Immediately, it was evening, I took hold of my bag and snuck out of my room.
Stealthily, I walked down the Aisle looking behind my back to see if anyone was coming behind me. When I was sure that the coast was clear, I took the turn that led to the secret door that would lead me outside.
I kept walking under the shadows of the night, careful not to get caught by the light. Soon, I was at the gate oh! thank goodness, It seemed the heavens were supporting my cause because the gate man was nowhere to be found. I gently opened it and snuck out.
Out on the streets, I began to run. The rest was history as that marked my escape from France away from my husband, to Italy, were my grand aunt lives.
Nine months later I gave birth to Alex Nero's son, When my aunt asked me to inform the father of his birth I turned a deaf ear. He was my son, and my only consolation.I won't watch my husband take him away from him.
The unimaginable had happened this morning. I had just finished bathing and feeding my son and I was about to go shopping since we were running low on foodstuffs.
Holding him firmly in the baby carrier Strapping I walked towards the door with the grocery bag in hand. I opened the door, and guess who was in front of me.
Alex was standing in front of the door, his face drawn in a frown. A soft scream of terror left my throat as I attempted to close the door, but he stopped the movement with his leg.
"Don't you dare, Cynthia," he said defiantly, and reluctantly, I let him into the room.
He looked arrogantly at his surrounding before sitting down on the couch. Our little scuffle had upset Jnr as he started crying.
I sat on the bed as I unstrapped the baby carrier and settled Jnr in my arms as I brought out my breast, and he immediately took the nipple in his mouth.
"You do realize that you and my son are coming back with me to France right?" He suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
After loosing both parents in an accident Claire gets appointed as the new ceo of her family company by her already retired grandfather and a despite being quite young herself she has to take up the responsibilities of the company and also take care of her only sister Amy and her grandfather who is their guardian and only close family member, she tries her best to move on from her parents death and help her company grow. And decides to find partners or investors who would help build her company and help it grow, she then encounters a handsome billionaire from a very powerful and popular family who is attractive and intriguing to Claire despite him being a play boy and cold hearted, Claire tries her best to not fall for him even though he's quite seductive. Henry who falls in love with Claire right from the very first day he saw her but tries his best to act nonchalant and mean because he feels it's best to let her be and not try to complicate her life, he's from a family who despite being powerful are also cunning and always scheming, he's knows it will be best to not let his parents or brother get close enough because they might try to take over her company or come up with a way to manipulate her, and he already has the play boy tag so he prefers to stay away and watch from afar. He tried his best to avoid her but only goes closer and becomes even more obsessed with her.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
Madison had always believed that she would marry Colten. She spent her youth admiring him from afar, dreaming of their future life together. But Colten was always indifferent to her, and when he abandoned her at a time when she needed him most, she finally realized that he never loved her. With renewed resolve and a thirst for revenge, Madison left. Endless possibilities lay ahead, but Colten was no longer part of her plans. Colten rushed to her place in a panic. "Madison, please come back to me. I’ll give you everything!" It was his powerful uncle who answered the door. "She's my woman now."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.