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FROM STREETS TO SUITES Wedding And Gifts.
Ivan took a few minutes to call Quinn. He had been in the English countryside for a week now, and after a few thoughts, he decided to get married to Eva before returning home.He dialed Quinn’s number. After a few rings, her familiar voice replaced the rings.“Ivan! Everything okay?”A smile tugged at his lips. “Better than okay. I’m calling to let you know it’s happening, Princess. I’m marrying her. Soon.”There was a pause on the other end, and Ivan could almost feel her broad smile. “Finally,” Quinn teased, her voice full of joy. “We’ve been waiting for this. I’m so happy for you.”Ivan chuckled. “We’ll need your help with the planning. We’ve decided to get married in Eva’s home country. It just feels right, you know? You can come over, even for a day, and run away from work.”Quinn was quick to agree. “Of course. I’ll handle everything. Harrison and I will be there soon with the others. We wouldn’t miss it for the world, and I really want to get away from work, I'm tired! When exa
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Stepping Down.
The conference room hummed with murmurs as Quinn walked in. Dressed in a tailored white suit with a thin black belt cinched around her waist, and a black stiletto, Quinn walked to the front, standing confidently in front of all the employees. Standing behind her was Ivan. His navy blue suit fit him perfectly. The suit jacket was unbuttoned, revealing the white shirt he wore underneath. Eva stood amongst the employees, almost standing in front, as she stared at Ivan with love. She wore a soft lavender dress that hugged her curves. Due to how the gown was, it portrayed the bump in her belly. Her hand rested protectively on her belly, as she rubbed it slowly. Quinn approached the podium with grace, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor, echoing through the room that was now silent. She placed her hands firmly on the edge of the podium and scanned the room, taking in the faces of those who had supported her and helped the company grow, as well as the new faces filled with
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Eva In The Hospital.
"What do you really want, George?" Ivan asked raising an eyebrow.“I came to offer my congratulations, cousin. On your wedding, and, of course, on becoming the new CEO.” He said, glancing at Eva. “It’s a big day for you. But,” George paused, his smile fading slightly, “I was surprised not to receive an invitation to the wedding. Strange, don’t you think?”Ivan clenched his jaw. “Get out of here, George. This isn’t your office, anymore.”George walked around the desk, his shoes clicking against the floor as he stopped just in front of Ivan. For a moment, the two cousins stood facing each other, the silence becoming thick.“You think it’s that easy, don’t you?” George’s voice dropped to a murmur. He leaned in slightly, his breath almost brushing Ivan’s ear. “You think you can just walk in here and take over, and that everything will go smoothly now that Quinn has handed you the power.” He chuckled, “I’ve got a gift for you, Ivan. A wedding present, if you will.”Ivan’s eyes narrowed, h
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Baby Eric.
Ivan paced the halls of the hospital, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the space. His mind was racing, his heart pounding in his chest as he glanced anxiously at the double doors that separated him from Eva. Every moment that passed felt like an eternity, the weight of uncertainty and what might have happened to her pressed down on him like a heavy blanket. Dressed in a burgundy knee-length gown, Quinn had come straight from a meeting the moment she heard the news. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, but her posture remained composed as she leaned slightly against the wall. “It’ll be alright,” Quinn said softly, her voice was calm as she tried to offer reassurance. “Eva’s strong. She’ll pull through.”Ivan nodded, though his stomach continued to twist in knots. He could not shake the fear that something might go wrong. He kept glancing at the door, hoping that the doors would open up.Inside the delivery room, Eva was fighting through the final stages of labor,
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Welcoming A New Baby.
"She's okay, Mr. Rodriguez. She just needs some rest." Ivan's breath suddenly became calm, and a wave of relief swept over him. His heart beat in his chest, still echoing the panic from earlier, but now it slowed to a gentle rhythm, in union with the quiet breaths of his newborn son. With the doctor’s words still ringing in his ears, he leaned over Eva’s bed, brushing a soft kiss against her forehead. She was still asleep, her chest rising and falling steadily. Ivan cradled his baby boy in his arms, his gaze softening as he traced the tiny features of his son. The baby stirred slightly, yawning, his small hands curling into fists, while he remained asleep. "Eric," Ivan whispered under his breath. "Welcome to the world, little one." Quinn stood beside him, watching the scene unfold with a proud smile. Seeing him step into the new role of fatherhood made her heart swell. She squeezed Ivan’s shoulder, drawing his attention. "I’ll check in on you later. Congratulations again
FROM STREETS TO SUITES My Own Way.
Yvonne paced back and forth in her apartment, her heels turning sharply against the tiled floor. Her phone was clenched tightly in her hand, her knuckles white as she stared at the screen. She had just placed a call through, but it was unreachable, and with how desperate she was now, she really needed to get to him.Finally, her phone rang, and within a split second, she answered it."Let's meet. Come over to the address that has been sent to you."With that, the call ended, and she wasted no second before leaving the house.As she got there, she pushed the door open and found him sitting nonchalantly against the chair."It's been ages, yet nothing from you!" She broke out."Calm down," Jacob said, his voice seemingly uncaring."Calm down?" she thought bitterly, her jaw clenched. "It’s been over a year!" she shouted at him. "I’ve waited. I’ve been patient. But I’m tired of waiting, Jacob! I deserve better than this!" Her voice cracked with emotion, but Jacob offered no response. In
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Yvonne's Threat.
The door to her office swung open without a knock, and Yvonne walked in, her presence reminded her of a brewing storm. Yvonne’s eyes burned with something far darker than simple rivalry.“Quinn,” Yvonne’s voice was low, almost like a whisper. “I’m just going to come out and say it, your days are numbered here. I don’t know how long you think you can keep up this thing, but it’s only a matter of time before I eliminate you. Harrison doesn’t belong to you. He deserves someone better.”Quinn’s heart raced, but she didn’t flinch. She had seen Yvonne’s obsessive behavior from the start, but hearing her say it aloud like this was a different level of threat. “Yvonne, I don’t know what you think you’re doing, but Harrison and I are together because we love each other. You can’t just tear us apart. There is nothing you can do, so move on!”Yvonne stepped closer, her voice sounding like a venom. “Love? Is that what you call it? You don’t deserve him. He could have had anyone, anyone better t
FROM STREETS TO SUITES Hit And Run.
George had not spoken to Yvonne in over a month. After his encounter with him, he had not bothered to call her.As he sat in his car outside his grandfather’s house, he felt the pressure of his financial trouble pressing down on him harder than ever before, as if it were increasing.His debts were no longer something he could ignore. Calls came in daily from angry voices threatening him, and the longer he stayed, the deeper trouble he was in.He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh. He had imagined himself at the top of the family group, sitting in the CEO chair. Instead, Ivan had walked in, taking the company away from him and throwing him like he didn't matter. His grandfather sat across from him at the dinner table.George walked up to him, and voiced out his demand, "Grandfather, could you lend me some money, please? I promise, it's the last time I will ever do this and I promise to pay you back." "I can't give you more money, George," his grandfather said, shaking h
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Yours, Forever.
Harrison stood outside the hospital. The air was filled with the scent of freedom and relief, at last.It had been some depressing and stressful months. But tonight was different. Tonight, he felt lighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.The glass doors of the hospital slid open, and Harrison walked out, his tall frame silhouetted against the bright lights of the lobby. Harrison took a deep breath and stepped forward to Ivan. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the silence was eerie. Then, Harrison broke it."Ivan," he began, his voice steady, "I know I hurt Quinn. I know I messed up in ways I can't even begin to describe. But... I’m truly sorry."Ivan’s gaze was hard as he studied Harrison, his eyes searching for sincerity. Then, with a slow, deliberate nod, he replied, "I believe you, Harrison. And I can see how much you love my sister. Just... don’t make me regret this."Relief flooded through Harrison, and without thinking, he extended his hand. After a b
Death.
The night air was thick with tension. Harrison stood firm, his gaze locked with Jacob’s as they faced off under the dim glow of the moonlight. Jacob’s eyes gleamed with a dangerous glint, a crazed smile twitching at the corners of his lips.“So, you want one of us to die, huh?” Harrison’s voice was steady, though his heart raced wildly in his chest. “You think that’s the only way this ends?”Jacob nodded slowly, his smile widening. “Oh, I know it is. One must die for the other to live, Harrison. No way out of that. And you, Harrison, will die.”Quinn stood behind Harrison, her entire body shaking as she watched the two men. The man she loved and the man who had traumatized her in the past.Tears streamed down her cheeks as fear coiled in her stomach like a venomous snake.“Please, stop this,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Both of you, just—”Jacob laughed, a hollow, chilling sound that cut through her plea like a blade. “No more running, no more hiding. Let’s settle this once and
Back Door And Race.
The aftermath of the explosion left a thick cloud of smoke and dust settling in the air just outside the house. Harrison grabbed Quinn's hand, pulling her close as they stumbled backwards, away from the shattered window. He looked at Quinn, panic etched into his face as the sound of the phone ringing pierced through the chaos. It was Jacob again.Quinn’s eyes widened with fear as she realized how serious Jacob was. Her body trembled, and she screamed, covering her ears, trying to block out the shackles collapsing around her. Harrison watched her, his heart aching at her terror. He pulled her close, whispering reassurances, but his own fear was evident.Jacob’s voice on the other end was disturbingly calm, a contrast to the chaos he had just unleashed. “I’m warning you. Involve the police, and you’ll face more than just an explosion.”Harrison’s jaw tightened as he gripped the phone. “What do you want, Jacob?” he demanded.“I only want Quinn,” Jacob replied coolly. “And I’m giving y
Truth And Explosion.
Harrison’s voice was calm, yet filled with remorse as he recounted the painful memories that had tormented him for years. He hesitated before speaking again, his gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding Quinn’s eyes.“I’ve been carrying this guilt for a long time,” he began quietly, “ever since Stella… I wasn’t ready to be a father. I didn’t know how to deal with the situation or how to support her the way she deserved. I was reckless, neglectful even, and I regret every moment of it.”Quinn remained silent, her expression unreadable. Despite her efforts to maintain her composure, her heart tightened with sympathy and confusion.Harrison took a deep breath, exhaling slowly as if releasing a burden that had been suffocating him. “I remember that day like it was yesterday,” he continued, his voice trembling slightly. “Stella and I had an argument that morning. It wasn’t anything serious, just about trivial things and then she left the house. I didn’t think much of it. I saw her hurry up, head
Tell Me.
The drive to Quinn’s secluded apartment was silent. Ivan’s eyes stayed locked on the road, his knuckles white against the steering wheel. Beside him, Eva cradled baby Eric, her gaze drifting between the passing scenery and her husband’s hardened profile. Harrison, unbeknownst to Ivan, had followed secretly from a distance. He trailed their car cautiously, never letting it out of his sight.Quinn’s apartment was a small cottage, nestled in a deserted outskirt of the city. It was the perfect hideaway, but the isolation only made her feel more hurt. It had been almost a week since she had spoken to anyone other than her doctor and Ivan.See was not ready to see anyone, especially not her brother, but she knew they would come sooner or later.When she saw Ivan’s car pull up outside, she took a deep breath, bracing herself for what was sure to be an emotional encounter.“Quinn,” Eva greeted softly as she stepped inside, carrying baby Eric in her arms. She smiled gently, trying to mask h
Only Hope.
Harrison paced back and forth in his apartment, his phone gripped tightly in his hand. He had tried calling Quinn multiple times, only to be met with silence. Each unanswered call, each unread message fueled his frustration. He couldn’t get through to Ivan either. Everyone seemed to have locked him out. The only person he could think of now, the only one who might listen was Eva.His finger moved over her number. He knew calling her was risky. She was, after all, Ivan’s wife. But he was desperate. He needed someone to hear him out before everything goes out of control.Taking a deep breath, he pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before he heard her soft voice on the other end.“Harrison?” Eva sounded surprised. “Is everything okay?”“Eva, please—I need to see you,” he blurted out, his voice laced with desperation. “Just for a few minutes. It’s important.”She hesitated, her silence making him worried. “I don’t know, Harrison. Ivan wouldn’t like it if he found out we met.”
My Turn.
Harrison sat in the dark, his hands buried in his hair as he stared at the blinking phone screen. Quinn’s voice replayed in his mind, cold and distant.“Never call me again.”The four words had shattered him, and now he felt the pang of every secret he had kept from her. Jasmine stood beside him, her expression torn between anger and pity.“It’s not the end of the world, Harrison,” Jasmine murmured, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. “Quinn is angry, but if you explain—”“Explain?” Harrison cut her off, his voice laced with a bitterness that surprised even himself. “Explain what, Jasmine? That I’m a coward who let Jacob control me? That I was too scared to tell the woman I love about something that could destroy her trust in me forever?”Jasmine’s gaze softened. “It wasn’t your fault, Harrison. What happened to Stella and the baby was an accident. You know that. She knows that.”“But she doesn’t know!” Harrison exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. He stood abruptly, kn
My Turn.
Harrison sat in the dark, his hands buried in his hair as he stared at the blinking phone screen. Quinn’s voice replayed in his mind, cold and distant.“Never call me again.”The four words had shattered him, and now he felt the pang of every secret he had kept from her. Jasmine stood beside him, her expression torn between anger and pity.“It’s not the end of the world, Harrison,” Jasmine murmured, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. “Quinn is angry, but if you explain—”“Explain?” Harrison cut her off, his voice laced with a bitterness that surprised even himself. “Explain what, Jasmine? That I’m a coward who let Jacob control me? That I was too scared to tell the woman I love about something that could destroy her trust in me forever?”Jasmine’s gaze softened. “It wasn’t your fault, Harrison. What happened to Stella and the baby was an accident. You know that. She knows that.”“But she doesn’t know!” Harrison exclaimed, his frustration spilling over. He stood abruptly, kn
Running Away.
Quinn’s heart felt like it had been shattered into a thousand pieces as she sped away from Harrison’s office. The images, the recordings, Jacob’s smug grin...everything played on repeat in her mind. Harrison’s face as she confronted him was burned into her memory, and it only deepened her pain. How could he have kept something like this from her? How could he have betrayed her trust so completely?When she finally pulled into Ivan’s house, she barely had the strength to get out of the car. She didn’t even need to knock before the door flew open, revealing Ivan’s concerned face. He must have known something was wrong the moment she locked herself up all night.“Princess,” he mouthed, his eyes scanning her tear-streaked face. “What happened?”Quinn’s composure broke as she launched herself into his arms, sobs racking her body. Ivan held her tight, his jaw clenched in silent fury. Whatever had caused this, he knew it had something to do with Harrison. His mind raced, imagining a hund