Novels by Faith Oyoma

Tessa/Emma’s POV After that day, Liam was gone for about a week. He would come home briefly, but always left before nightfall, claiming something urgent came up. I wouldn’t see him again until the next morning. I don’t know if he thought I was stupid, but it was as clear as day that those were just excuses to keep him from spending the night with me. I was pissed, of course. You could tell from miles away that even the staff started keeping their distance. “I just don’t get it,” I vented to Keller for the fiftieth time that morning, flinging my hand in the air. “What’s so difficult about sleeping next to your wife?” “You’re just overthinking it, ma’am. Liam is just a very busy man. This is normal,” Keller said, trying to calm me down. “No,” I said, and she sighed. “No one is that busy. He hasn’t even kissed me since I came back… or touched me… or…” I paused, noticing she was starting to get uncomfortable, so I cleared my throat. “My point is, something isn’t right.” “…

Emma/Tessa’s POV“Stop moving,” he muttered, his face flushed, eyes squeezed shut like he was holding on by a thread.“You look awful.” I frowned, reaching out to touch his forehead, but he jerked back so fast he almost tripped. “Fûck, fûck, fûck,” he muttered under his breath, running a hand through his hair before pacing away like I was the problem.I scoffed. He was doing it again. “You’re avoiding me,” I said, sitting up straighter. “Just admit it. I disgust you, don’t I?”He spun around so fast I thought he might fall over. “What?! No! It’s not that.”“Then what is it?” I demanded, my voice cracking. “Why do you keep running away from me?”He froze, his hand midair like he was going to say something. But he didn’t. He just stared at me, like I’d hit him with the world’s hardest question. I wanted to be mad, but it just hurt. “You’re lying,” I whispered.“I’m not running,” he said finally. “I just… need some space.”“Space?” I repeated, standing now. “You’ve had space all day! A

Liam povThe first time I saw her, she was walking across the floor of a business networking event, her head held high exuding nothing but confidence with every step. Tessa.She hadn't noticed me. why would she? I was just one of many attendees that night. But for me, it was different. From the moment I saw her, I was captivated. She wasn't just beautiful; she was magnetic. The kind of woman who could make a room fade away without even trying.I had to know more. A little digging told me what I didn't want to hear—she was married. Not to someone in her league, though. No. Her husband was one of my employees, running a small, struggling branch of my company in the city. It didn't make sense. She was brilliance and light, and he...I clenched my fists at the memory. I told myself to let it go, but instead, my fascination turned into obsession. I watched from afar, learning every detail about her life. She didn't have a wedding. Just a piece of paper signing her life away. She rarely lef

Over breakfast, I couldn’t stop smiling. Finally, I’d met my daughter. But Liam didn’t seem happy. He was quiet, pushing his food around instead of eating. I couldn’t stop watching him, trying to read his expression. I thought meeting Lila would be a celebration, but Liam’s discomfort was obvious. The tension from last night had carried over, and now it seemed like he was avoiding eye contact. “Is something wrong?” I asked, unable to stand the silence. Liam glanced up, then quickly looked away. “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just… tired.” “Tired?” I raised a brow. “You’ve barely said a word all morning.” He exhaled, pushed his plate aside, and stood up. “I’m not in the mood for a conversation right now, Emma.” I watched him walk away, my stomach tight. I should be the one mad at him for keeping me from Lila, but he acted like I was doing something wrong. I scoffed, trying to shake off my frustration. I wasn’t going to let it ruin my morning. I had finally met my daughter, and that was w

The driver opened the back seat door and bowed politely as I entered. I thanked him as I settled in, and Liam joined me soon after. I was finally discharged and going back home.The drive was long, and Liam stayed quiet for most of the journey. I tried striking up a conversation with him, but his replies were brief. I grew tired and eventually dozed off.I woke up when the car passed through the gates of a massive estate. My eyes widened as I stared at the imposing mansion before us. Several men in black suits stood outside, bowing as Liam exited the car."Do we really live here?" I asked, taking Liam's hand as he helped me out.He nodded, but I couldn't stop staring. What the hell did he do for a living? The number of men guarding the mansion told me Liam was no ordinary man.We walked toward the entrance, and the men parted to let us through."Welcome home, sir," one of them said.Liam nodded, his eyes scanning the area as if searching for something. We stepped inside, and I gasped.

I could hear voices faintly in my sleep, like half-remembered dreams. I tried to focus, but they slipped away too fast. "She's stable now," a woman's voice said. Stable? That was good, right? Another voice followed, deep and calming, obviously a man. I couldn't make out his words, but his tone was soothing, like a blanket wrapping around me. I blinked, trying to make sense of everything. My throat was dry, and my body felt like it had been run over by a truck. When my vision cleared, I saw the man standing by the door, his back to me. Broad shoulders, dark hair curling slightly at the nape of his neck. He was speaking to someone, maybe a nurse? I couldn't catch what they were saying. The nurse nodded and left the room, leaving us alone. The man turned, and I froze. Wow. He was even better than I imagined. Sharp jawline, deep-set eyes, and a face that was tired but undeniably handsome. The kind of guy you'd see on a billboard for expensive cologne. We locked eyes, and he froze