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Milena's POV

The Frequency of the pinging sound of my phone should be eight to ten times since I got home from the airport and it has been irritating as well as disturbing thus, I click on my phone to check it out.

Alas, there are messages from an anonymous sender. It has pictures of my Julian and that Iona girl together. I scroll through the photos and stop at a particular one that has a vivid view of Julian holding her waist.

Wait what?

He isn't just holding her but he's smiling at her. I scroll down and found another one where she's whispering in his ears and another where she presses her lips on his.

That bitch. I'm going to cripple her.

By the time I scroll to the last picture, I was boiling with rage. The highest degree you can ever think of. I saw black when I saw her hugging him that's when I decided to confront him. He just said he was mine and that I had nothing to worry about.

Trust me I do now and I'm going to Ireland. That bitch better be ready for me. I'm thinking of ways to kill her for touching him already.

" Milena, Are you okay? You have that look that says it all" someone says as I turned around to give him a piece of my mind. And of course, it's Trevor.

" Says what?" I ask stuffing my phone in my pants pocket and staring at my sister that has her hands locked in Trevor's.

" That someone is about to get it," he said alright but hearing it coming from him had me thinking about what I just saw. Those pictures, were they even real? We're in a technological world with a lot of possibilities. It could be Photoshopped or something.

" Mind your damn business, Trevor. This isn't your house" I tell him bumping him on my way out of there. He scoffs and I'm sure he has something to say. So I turned around to hear it.

"Don't be too sure about that. I'm not a member of this family yet but.. who knows what the future holds. You remember your dreams right? But you're a pilot now and you fly around the world" he says patting Isa's hands. Anger and hate flashes in my head at the thought of him speaking about my future. Already pissed off by Julian, I step closer to him, yanked his hands off Isabella, and pulled her away from him.

Stunned and amused, he didn't cling to her. He simply shrug like my reaction was normal. I hope it's not what I'm thinking. Will Trevor really go that far to get me? It's obvious his feelings and display of affection for Isabella are all genuine " No, you're not. Get out of here " I snapped. I hate that I'm getting all worked up over the photos earlier. It might give him a signal to balk from whatever he has been doing.

" Unfortunately, Milena, not everything is about you. Your parents invited me to dinner. They have acknowledged our relationship. We're going to become inlaws soon" he says before I explode with anger. To be honest I'm surprised at my restraint. I'd hit him already if I knew myself.

" Yes, Miley. He's going to stay for a few days. Dad is aware" Isa mutters rubbish. I'm highly disappointed in her.

" Really? Good luck then" I say trying to see if his sudden request to live here was because of me. Alas, it was cos his eyes turned livid as soon as he saw me about to take my leave.

" You're leaving? I don't want to cause trouble. I'm sorry for responding to you like that. It was a joke I swear. Miley" he coos getting all romantic and flirty. I bit back a sardonic smile then nods. He looks at Isa whose face looks like she just lost a spouse and pulled her closer to him but Isa wasn't happy.

" I wasn't going to leave my house so you could stay. I rather bundle you out. Isa, are you coming? I'm sure Trevor knows his way around the house or doesn't he know his way home too ?" Trevor squints his eyes staring at me quite amused like I was in an opera and he was part of the audience. He looks intrigued.

" I know my way. You're such a funny person Miley. Welcome home" home? He just said welcome home. I shouldn't read the meaning of it but I feel the hair in my body standing at the sound of it. A chill ran down my spine as I watch him turn around to leave.

Trevor is behind it all. The contract I'm about to sign could be part of his plans. Ariana is right then. Fuck!

Why is he in my house?

Julian's POV.

Iona and I haven't spoken since the discussion, we had lunch with some investors who are from Congress. Olivia will be processing my dad's campaign while I finish up here. It's been a lot of work since I got here. It's day five and I can't wait to go home.

In retrospect, going home doesn't bother me but now that I have someone that is waiting for me and probably holding her pillow for comfort. Something she should be able to get unlimited access to I'm more than eager to go back to her.

I miss my sassy wife.

It's a sunny Friday today, my secretary is here with lots of folders in her hands causing me to raise a brow at her.

" Work? No more deals for now. I'm still considering taking the pending deals" she quickly dropped the folders on my desk and began to arrange them.

" They're not endorsement deals or contracts. There are photos. Someone mailed it to me today" she explains waiting for my permission to open it.

Photos? From who? I have paid a majority of my investors and I'll pay the rest by the end of the year according to profits.

" Sir?" I urged her to proceed curious to know what was its content. She opens it but refuses to disclose it. I narrow my eyes at her to remind her of the repercussions.

The threat seems to have worked as she slowly discloses the contents by flipping it on the desk before opening the rest.

What I saw almost cracked me up, it should upset most men, especially those that are happily married but I can't help but laugh at the idiot that edited this.

" Are you okay Sir?" My secretary asked probably thinking that I have lost it like most people when they catch their loved ones cheating on them but not Lena.

A girl that didn't know how to miss a man. For what's worth, she'll never do this. Stoop so low, cuddling with Logan at the airport beside Logan is dating her best friend. I know what he's trying to do, he's trying to cover his tracks by making Logan the culprit.

" Get me the address of the company that took these photos. I need it right away" I tell her still staring at the photos on the desk. The weirdest thoughts pass through my mind but I shook them off. I can't help but recall speaking with Lena on the phone last night to keep her company and her tone seems off.

Did she receive something similar?