Alexander POV
I sat at my desk, trying to clear my head from the thousand of thoughts. My office felt too quiet, too still, as though it were holding its breath. Bianca had been in that cell for days now, and I knew she was using every trick in her book, every connection she had, to find a way out. She had the power and status, a celebrity fashion icon with people ready to bend the rules for her. But I was determined to make sure she never saw daylight again.
The things she had done… they were beyond redemption. Kidnapping Christiana… but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was still missing, some part of the puzzle we hadn’t uncovered yet. And then the knock came.
“Come in,” I muttered, not looking up from the documents on my desk.
James stepped into the room, his expression tense. He wasn’t his usual composed self. Something was wrong.
“Sir.” he began, his voice hesitant. “There’s news”
I looked up. narrowing my eyes. “What is it?”
James swallowed hard, stepping forward with a file in hand. He placed it on my desk but didn’t open it. “You’re not going to
like this.
1 frowned, my gut twisting with unease. Just spit it out, James.”
He took a deep breath, then finally spoke. “The fire, sir. The one at Miss Christiana’s apartment a month ago… we’ve confirmed who was behind it.”
I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. I had spent weeks trying to figure it out, sleepless nights piecing together evidence with private investigators, pushing the police to dig deeper. Christiana and the kids had nearly died in that fire…if not for the quick actions of her bodyguards, they wouldn’t have made it out alive.
I felt a cold rage simmering beneath my skin. “Who?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous,
James glanced at me, his eyes filled with discomfort. “It was Bianca.”
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. The air left my lungs as if I’d been punched in the gut. “What?” My voice was barely at whisper, but the weight behind it could’ve shattered the room.
James nodded, his jaw clenched. “Sources just confirmed it. Bianca orchestrated the fire at Christiana’s apartment. She hired men to set it up, made sure it looked like an accident. She wanted Christiana and the kids out of the way… permanently.”
My hands clenched into fists, and I could feel the tremor of rage ripple through me. Bianca. Again. She wasn’t just a manipulative, conniving woman desperate for control she was a monster. A monster who had nearly killed my family,
I shot up from my chair, sending it crashing back against the wall. “That…” I couldn’t even find the words. My chest heaved as anger surged through me like a wildfire. That psycho tried to kill my children?!”
James nodded, keeping his eyes fixed on the floor, knowing full well I was on the edge.
I paced the room, my fists clenched, my jaw locked tight. I wanted to scream, to throw something, anything, but that wouldn’t fix this. I’d given Blanca too many chances. I’d believed that her obsession with me would fade, that she’d let go. But she hadn’t. She had gone too far. Kidnapping Christiana was one thing but trying to burn my children alive?
“She’s going to rot in prison.” I growled, more to myself than to James. “I swear, she’ll never see another free day in her life.”
I slammed my fist against the desk, making the file jump. Bianca had orchestrated everything everything just because she couldn’t accept that I wanted nothing to do with her. All because she couldn’t stand that I still loved my ex–wife, the mother
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of my children.
The rage boiled inside me like molten lava, and 1 felt it in every fiber of my being. “She did all this because she couldn’t handle the fact that I wanted to be with Christiana, I muttered, any voice barely audible as the realization hit me. “This was all because of me.”
James finally looked up, his face tight with sympathy. “It’s not your fault, sir. You couldn’t have known.”
I turned on him, eyes blazing. “I should have known!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “I should have seen this coming! She was spiraling out of control, and I let it happen. I let her get too close, I let her think she had a chance!” My voice shook with. fury, the weight of everything crashing down on me.
James stayed silent, knowing there were no words that would calm me down.
1 pressed my hands to my head, feeling the tension coil tighter and tighter. Bianca had played her games for too long. She had crossed the line. No, she had obliterated it. And now, she was going to pay. There was no going back from this. Not after what she’d done to Christiana. Not after she nearly killed my cldren.
I breathed heavily, my thoughts racing. “Where is she now!
“Still in custody. James replied. “But with this new evidence… it’s only a matter of time before formal charges are pressed.”
“Good” I hissed, pacing again. “She’ll never get away with this. I don’t care how many people she knows, how much money she’s willing to throw around. She’s going to rot for the rest of her life.”
James nodded, his eyes meeting mine with both determination and unease. “We’re making sure she won’t slip through the cracks. This time, it’s airtight.”
I took a deep breath, trying to rein in the seething rage that pulsed through my veins. “I want every possible charge pressed against her. Arson. Attempted murder. Conspiracy. Kidnapping. I want her buried so deep in that cell she forgets what sunlight looks like.”
James nodded again, his expression grim. “Understood, sir.”
I stopped pacing, staring out the window, my hands clenched at my sides. Bianca had lost her mind. She had become something dark, twisted beyond recognition. And now, she was going to face the consequences.
“She did this because she couldn’t let go.” I muttered under my breath, staring at the city skyline beyond. “She did all of this… because she wanted me back.”
James remained silent behind me, letting my words hang in the air.
I turned back toward him, my face hard. “But she’s not getting away with it. Not this time. She’s done.”
And with that, I walked toward the door, the fire of rage still burning deep inside me. I would make sure Bianca paid for every single thing she had done. She had messed with my family, and now, she would face the full weight of justice.
Bianca would rot in hell before I
ever let her near
Christiana, or my children again. That much I swore.
