Novels by Andrea Jay

Marcus POVSun rays slipped into the room through the slightly parted curtains and fell directly on my face. I sizzled and stirred from the bed. I glanced at the bedside clock and it was a few minutes after seven in the morning. I yawned and sighed, I had worked late in the night and went to bed at midnight. I wanted to clear up any pending work and emails because I didn't want anything that would interrupt my dinner date with Myra. I took off my sleeping mask and wore my flip-flops that lay on the floor beside the bed and made my way to the bathroom, I took a quick brush and came out of the bathroom, I decided to call my secretary and notify her that I would be late to the office but I can't seem to find my phone, I made my way downstairs to the lounge just maybe I left it there last night.I walked into the lounge and noticed that I had forgotten to turn off the music, I turned it off and grabbed my phone from the table. I noticed I had missed calls from Mum and she even sent a

I stepped out of the car and hid in one of the cars parked in the garage so I could get a clearer view of the mysterious woman. Immediately she turned towards the place I was hiding, I got the tremendous shock of my life “Meghan” “ what the hell is she doing here,” I asked myself“How did she get entangled with Damian? I have always known that she loathed Myra but I thought it all ceased in college. “ Could it be that she doesn't know Damian is married?” I shook my head that's not possible, for her to be fucking a man of his status means she must have done her research on him.“ The Meghan I know is cruel and malicious and her heart is like the angry sea of Poseidon” “ Gosh,” I remember vividly how she always wants to befriend every dude that comes from a wealthy background. She is a gold digger that pursues and forms a relationship with any affluent person while her sole aim is your money. Even if it means gracing your bed. She is a greedy slut. I couldn't wrap my head around wha

Marcus POV I walked out of the house towards my black Lamborghini that was parked outside the parking space. I pressed the button on the key and the car beeped, unlocked. I have 20 minutes to arrive at the location of the blind date, which my mum has already planned.I drove off and arrived twenty-five minutes already five minutes late at the 3 Michelin star restaurant. It's one of the most expensive and classy restaurants that offers the best dining experience. I got out and closed the door then tossed the keys to the valet. Stepping into the restaurant I readjusted my already well-ironed suit and walked swiftly to the reception hostess“ Good evening sir, do you have a reservation? The hostess purred, eyeing me like I was the last drink of water in a hot desert.“ Yeah I have a reservation table 6 “ I responded “ Right this way please.” She gave me her attempt at a sultry smile, and I mentally rolled my eyes.I was used to this, women have been chasing after me for years trying to

Myra’s POV When I arrived home I went straight to my room. While changing my clothes, I consciously spot our picture frame attached to the wall. Blithe was so visible on my face in that portrait that I was super duper happy as a new wife that just finished exchanging marital vows with the love of her life. Meanwhile, my husband’s face showed a manifestation of irritation.I smiled bitterly, reminiscing about our nuptial day. I felt overjoyed on that day knowing I’ll be intertwined with the man I love, I was once dreaming of having a loving husband and a happy family Nevertheless, fate was cruel and brutal, the total opposite of what I desired in my marriage. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and I felt like I was being engulfed in the darkness, no matter how I tried, there was simply no escape. Feeling really tired, I sat down and closed my eyes as I rested my pounding head on the couch. I gently rubbed small circles over my temple to ease the rising headache, but it looked like

Damien’s POV I walked into the Lusty strip club and stood a few walks from the door with my protective agents, and my eyes were scanning around the bar. I was dressed in a black and white blazed color shirt with the sleeves rolled to the elbows and black denim pants and an expensive wristwatch on my left wrist, which complimented my rich look. I looked quite gorgeous as I stood by the doorpost, scanning the entire room with my eyes. I loved to stop at Lusty Strip Club occasionally because it helps me unfold and relax when needed. In an actual sense, there was nothing relaxing about the club. It was too loud for anyone to clear their heads, let alone ponder. I always come here when I need to escape from my troubles by saturating myself in the noise of other people's happiness. The lusty strip club was the biggest in town, it has a clubhouse and a strippers stage in it. It was busy as ever, with colored fluorescent lights illuminating the inside, making it a bit difficult to see the fa

Damian’s POV I woke up grumpy, not knowing whether it was from the sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my sleep or it was about what happened yesterday. I got up from the bed and closed the slats on the blinds draping over the windows, giving some shade to my room away from the sun. Then went back to bed, and the memories of yesterday came flashing.It's so obvious that Marcus Lawson has a thing for my wife Myra, the way he hugged and spun her around immediately after he set his eyes on her. The way he smiled at her and was tucking in her hair and being excessively caring to her, I wouldn't be surprised if I find out that his purpose of merging with my company will be for the sake of Myra. And the way he was hugging and rubbing her back casually and they were acting oblivious of my presence, I was fuming with rage.Marcus kept touching her and even slid his finger to her lips like he was daring me. It was cringe observing them.My naive wife was so free with another man befo