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B I A N C AAs soon as the car door opened, Ian was the first to run out of the car and into my parent’s house. It was my parents' 40th wedding anniversary and we were celebrating at my childhood home."Grandma! Grandpa!" he yelled, his little legs carrying him as fast as they could.My mom appeared in the doorway, a huge smile on her face. "There's my big boy!" she said, scooping him up in a hug.My dad followed, ruffling Ian's hair. "Look at you, champ. Almost as tall as your old man."Ian giggled, squirming in my mom's arms. "I missed you!""We missed you too, sweetie," my mom said, kissing his cheek.We followed them inside, the house filled with the familiar scent of my mom's cooking and the sound of laughter."Damian, Bianca, it's so good to see you," my mom said, hugging us both."You too, Mom," I said, returning her hug."Happy anniversary," Damian said, shaking my dad's hand. "Forty years. That's incredible.""We've had our ups and downs," my dad said, a twinkle in his eye. "
B I A N C A"Ian Leandre Moretti!" I yelled, my patience worn thin. "If you don't put your shoes on right now, we are going to be late for school!""I can't find them!" he yelled back from somewhere upstairs.I let out a frustrated sigh. This was our new morning ritual. A frantic search for a missing shoe, a lost sock, or a favorite toy that absolutely had to come with us."Mommy, have you seen my dinosaur?" he asked, running into the kitchen, his bare feet padding on the hardwood floor."Ian, we don't have time for dinosaurs," I said, pointing to the clock on the wall. "We have ten minutes to get out the door."He pouted, his lower lip trembling. "But I need him.""Fine," I said, giving in. "But we have to find your shoes and your dinosaur in the next five minutes, okay?""Okay!" he said, a wide grin on his face.He ran off again, and I shook my head, a small smile on my face. He was definitely my son.I found his shoes hiding under the couch, and with a little coaxing, we managed to
B I A N C AA knock on my office door pulled me from my work."Come in," I called out.The door opened, and Emma walked in, a hesitant look on her face."Ms. Salvatore?" she said, her voice soft."Yes, Emma?" I asked, looking up from my computer."Your 12pm lunch meeting is in thirty minutes," she said. "And I have your schedule for the rest of the day right here."She handed me a piece of paper, her hand shaking slightly."Thank you, Emma," I said, taking the paper from her."You're welcome," she said, a small smile on her face.She turned to leave, but I stopped her."Emma," I said."Yes, Ms. Salvatore?" she asked, turning back to me."You're doing a great job," I said, a genuine smile on my face. "Don't be so nervous. I don't bite."A look of relief washed over her face. "Thank you, Ms. Salvatore," she said, a bright smile on her face. There was a small piece of lint on her blazer. The kind of thing that would have driven my old assistant, Sophia, crazy. But on Emma, it seemed... e
B I A N C AF I V E Y E A R S L A T E RIt’s been five blissful years.Five years of watching my son grow from a tiny, helpless infant into a bright, curious little boy. Five years of being a wife, a mother and a survivor. Five years of peace.The chaos that once consumed my life was gone. And not even once have I heard the name Laura. It’s like she disappeared into thin air. At times, I'd wonder where she was, what she was doing. But those thoughts were only because she hadn’t been brought to justice. In these five years, I had handed Lucas’s company back to him. He was drowning in so much debts and I knew it was finally time to stop punishing him. My heart wouldn’t allow me to watch him in such state even though our ship has sailed a long time ago. Lucas has surprisingly bring on his best behavior and it’s been two years of handing him back his company, and he has managed to keep afloat.He got married to Natalia four years ago, but she sadly lost her life to cancer after a year
B I A N C AHours after the birth of Ian, we were still in the hospital room, the paparazzi camped outside the entrance.They wanted an exclusive, but we weren't going to give them one. We didn't want the world to find out about Ian yet. He was our own little secret, a miracle baby who we had been lucky enough to bring into this world.But we knew the time would come when we would have to introduce him to the world.I had been stitched up after the birth and was resting in bed, Ian snuggled up against my chest. They had taken him a couple minutes ago to run some tests, but they returned him."He's perfectly healthy," the nurse said, a smile on her face."Oh, thank God," I whispered, relieved.I knew it was normal for babies to be taken for tests, but that didn't mean I didn't worry about him.As soon as Ian was sleeping in his hospital cot, the room flooded in as our friends and family rushed into the room. Chloe rushed to my side while everyone else went to see the sleeping baby."Ho
B I A N C AI was dressed in a white dress a few weeks later, wearing a mommy to be sash. I stood nervously outside the door of the room where the ceremony would take place, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.Today was the day. The day I’d be knowing my baby’s gender and officially announcing the news of my pregnancy to the world. As a public figure, I couldn't keep the pregnancy hidden for too long.I took a deep breath and straightened up.Damian came up behind me, a grin on his face. "Ready?" he asked."As ready as I'll ever be," I replied, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.He placed his hand on the small of my back, guiding me into the room. We were met by a chorus of cheers, my parents, friends and family already gathered in the room.My mom came over and gave me a hug, her eyes shining. "Oh, honey, we're so happy for you," she gushed.My dad shook Damian's hand, a smile on his face. I was in my fifth month of pregnancy now, so I was no longer showing a slight bump, in
D A M I A NI watched her go, a feeling of helplessness washing over me. I had pushed her too hard. I had laid my cards on the table, and she had run.I couldn't blame her. I had started this with a manipulation. I had forced her into this marriage, into this life. I had no right to expect her to tr
B I A N C A"You can't do that!" Hammington spluttered, his face turning a deep shade of crimson."I can," I said, my voice dangerously quiet. "I am the CEO. This is my company. And I will not tolerate insubordination. Now get out."I held his gaze, my expression unreadable. He was the first to loo
B I A N C ALucas looked dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. The entire store went quiet. Natalia's jaw was on the floor.For a beat, no one said anything.Then, Lucas let out a laugh. A loud mocking laugh that echoed in the store. "Your fiancé?" he sputtered. "Bianca, wh
B I A N C AI arrived at the jeweler’s store the next day and the moment I set my eyes on the wedding ring, I was surprised. It was the most beautiful ring I’ve ever set my eyes on.It was a marquise diamond ring. The diamond was huge and sparkling. It was set on a platinum band with smaller diamon







