AGAIN?!

MR. BEAU’S POV.I stood by the mirror, brushing my hair as I stared at my reflection, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips.How could I contain my excitement when in a few hours……..I was going to be seeing her.Not just hearing her name. Not just reading her in memories…or staring endlessly at her pictures.But seeing her……..my Shimma.Mattias had texted me an hour ago. He told me I could come over and tutor the children since they got back last night.Although he didn’t mention Shimma… and that somehow made it worse. Like I was being handed the half of a gift and expected to act grateful.To him, I supposed my only business was the children.But to me?……..Shimma was my whole life. My reason. My oxygen. She had suddenly become the only thing that made sense in a world that kept trying to move without me.I blinked hard, like I could contain the excitement brewing inside of me..I think I’d started to forget what it was like when we were kids… the Nora I used to know. The version

If I recognized it…….

MATTIAS’S POV.I stood by the door, watching as Beau taught Noah and Nora…….both of them sitting with their backs straight, their eyes fixed on their books.And for the first time in weeks, even months, the house didn’t feel like it always does…..sad, quiet.Although the house was still a bit quiet…..it felt like things were starting to get back to normal. Well…… maybe.The moment Beau noticed my presence, his expression shifted instantly.His eyes widened for a second……hope flickering in them…….before the realization hit him that I wasn’t who he thought I was.Not that I was in support of Mrs. Anna’s condition, no.But Shimma being away while Beau was around?Ahhh.I couldn’t be happier with how the situation was playing out.Beau gave me a small smile. Controlled. Almost polite.Then he went back to his work, as if he could pretend the last time had never happened.I scoffed under my breath and started to turn away…….because I didn’t want to linger in that room any longer than neces

Rage.

MR. BEAU’S POV.I didn’t even realize I was still smiling……until Mattias turned away.His dismissal wasn’t just a command. It was the way he looked at me like I was furniture. Like I existed to be moved around whenever it pleased him. Murderfucker.“You can leave now…..”The words landed like a slap.I stood there for a moment, my jaw tight,my fists clenched so hard my nails bit into my palms. It wasn’t the fact that he told me to go. It was how he told me. Like I was some slave who didn’t deserve explanations.Like I didn’t matter……obviously i didn’t.(scoffs)For a second, anger flooded me.I should show him……I should deal with this bastard.But then I remembered why I was tolerating this at all.It was all for Shimma.I forced myself to breathe, slowly and controlled. His dismissal wasn’t about respect. It was about control. About keeping me away from whatever he didn’t want me to touch.And right now, I wasn’t going to let him win…..especially not if his games were meant to keep S

I’m cumming baby….

MR. MATTIAS’S POVI laid in bed, staring at the printed photos of the car the police officer suspected to be the owner of the killer.The image was grainy, worse, the angle was so awful……only enough to see the shape of it: a dark sedan.I traced the outline with my eyes anyway.Even though I knew how useless it was..There are hundreds of this car. Maybe thousands.And they can’t know for sure who owned it…….because they couldn’t get the plate number. Not clearly. Not at the angle they had. Which meant all they had was a guess……a useless piece of evidence.I exhaled slowly through my nose, frustration building in my chest like it wanted to explode.Then my thought immediately went to my wife….Shimma..I didn’t even think. I just reached for my phone and called Shimma.We hadn’t spoken all day….and that yoo added to my stress.I needed to hear her voice……I needed it the way I needed air.The call rang once… twice… and then finally.“Hello?”Her voice came in soft……calm and so fucking s

But how?……

SHIMMA’S POV.“Don’t you want me to?” Mattias asked, and I could hear the frustration in his voice, like he was trying not to let it take over his words.I hissed softly, my gaze drifting toward the ceiling.“I do,” I said, I honestly really wanted to see him……more than anything. “More than you can imagine.” But my thoughts wouldn’t stop circling the reason I’d been holding myself back.“My mum isn’t ready to accommodate all of us at the same time. She doesn’t need anything that would remind her of him… and us being together…….me, you, the kids……,” I swallowed. “She might freak out again. And I don’t want that. Not after how hard she’s been trying to stay calm.”There was a long pause on the line.When Mattias finally spoke, his voice softened, but the sigh sounded heavy.“I understand you, Shimma,” he said, and I could sense how frustrated he was…….how he hated distance the way I did.“I’ve missed you too,” I admitted quickly, because if I didn’t say it, I’d collapse. “I’ve missed y

Two loves…one wrong.

MATTIAS’S POV.“Ding! Ding!”I was in the kitchen preparing lunch when I heard the doorbell.I didn’t even wait a second…I washed my hands quickly, dried them with a small towel, and rushed to open the door.The moment I pulled it open, my whole chest loosened.A wide smile broke across my face.There she was.My wife, Shimma…standing beside my sweet little princess, Elara. And behind them, with that same familiar warmth on her face, was Mrs. Anna too.“Welcome!” I said, stepping aside and gesturing for them to come in.Elara didn’t hesitate. She ran straight into my arms, hugging me tightly like she’d been gone for years.I lifted her up, kissing her cheek again and again.“How’s my little princess doing?” I asked, my voice softening. “I missed you so much.”My eyes slid back to Shimma.I could’ve madly kissed her right there…no limits, no restraint…but her mother was in the house now, and Shimma didn’t need to feel awkward in front of her mum. Not after everything.So I kissed Shimm