Novels by Wems

Aria tried to memorize all she had learnt for her final exams while she texted Robert who was keen on distracting her. She had herself to blame though, she was the one who kept on texting him like she wouldn't see him later when he came home.A: Can you let me study?R: Can you let yourself study? You keep responding to my text when you know you shouldn't.A: that's because I can't help it and I always want to talk to you.R: That sounds cute but I'm going to have to stop responding to you. Meaning I'm not going to reply to your texts if you send another one after this.Robert kept his word. The next messages she said afterwards to him were left unanswered as she brought her mind back to her books so she could study. When she finished studying, she texted him back that she was done and she was heading to the shelter where she now volunteered. The shelter was a safe place for people who suffered abusive relationships and grief who needed other people who could understand them. It also

Aria had been looking forward to this dinner just like her husband. She noticed how happier her husband seemed after his meeting with Harry. Robert didn't give her the details, he just told her they got to discuss at length and they were now on good terms. Aria asked Anna if she wanted to come alone with them but she refused, saying she wanted to watch cartoons at home. Aria sighed and nodded.Now she and Robert were prepared for the dinner. Robert was dressed casually but since hadn't gone out in a while, she took this as an opportunity to scan through her outfits and combine them aesthetically. She finally settled for a short chiffon, a piece of jewelry and silver heels."Now look at how I look like your bodyguard standing beside you," Robert joked while he held her waist from the side and kissed her hair. "You look beautiful my queen." He complimented."So do you so, my love." She blushed. His muscular arm was evident under the shirt he wore and his biceps rippled. Aria imagined ta

Harry couldn't bear the guilt of what he did and he kept thinking about whether to tell Robert about it or not. They've been getting along just fine and they've recently been texting online and it's been amazing. They mostly spoke about their father's health, work and just random stuff. It felt like they were in a talking stage, they were starting to know each other very well, something they would have done years ago, but it took this long to achieve which wasn't really bad. Lauren and her husband loved this new change and they supported it more by inviting Aria and Robert for dinner. They conveyed the information through Harry and Robert loved the idea and agreed to show up with his wife.Harry's mind kept bugging him, he couldn't act all friendly with Robert when in the past he had previously tried to sabotage his career. Now they were getting along, he didn't want anything to come between this new found friendship. He was going to tell Robert about all of it, he'd soon go back to s

Anna was getting better and she no longer cried about the death. She was starting to carry on without her life. She now ate, watched cartoons and giggled about funny things like she used to do before she heard about the news. Aria loved the change, it brought a smile to her lips that her sister had successfully escaped the confinement of grief.Aria felt like her life was worth more and she hadn't explored as she should have. She was too carried away with external factors and had forgotten to be the main character of her life. This was what her mother would have wanted for her, now that she was gone, she had the strong urge to pick up her life. Not that she hadn't been living before but he was ready to live as her capacity would allow. She wanted to go to therapy and then go back to school. Therapy first, because she wanted to unpack all that happened to her in the past month, heal and understand better in what direction her life should take. Aria realized she wasn't really okay and s

Harry had already resigned to his fate as soon as his mother told him about everything. He knew that one day, this would happen, now in the moment, he felt nothing at all. He just keenly watched the scene unfold. The only thing that troubled him was that the internal turmoil his mother felt was visible and he felt sorry for her."I said go on," his father said, growing impatient.Matteo stared at Lauren, hoping she would change her mind but he just looked scared without saying a word."Say whatever you have to say, you heard my dad." Harry added, looking at Matteo with disdain. The reaction Matteo got was different from what he expected. He smiled nervously, staring at all of them. Harry knew he was finding it difficult to comprehend with the way no one seemed to be grovelling at his feet not to spill like he expected. His face hardened again, "So your wife here lied to you.""About what?" His father instinctively touched Lauren and his eyes darted between her and Matteo."About a lo

As Robert drove them home, he felt a sense of relief that his father didn't have to stay at the hospital for more than a day. Robert hated the hospital, not in the strong sense of aversion kind of way, but he felt like the hospital wasn't really a place a sick person needed to be. He couldn't place a finger on why he thought that but he didn't think a sick person deserved to hear about more people dying and inhaling the weird antiseptic that dominated the air. And most people he knew who stayed in the hospital for months due to one illness or the other didn't make it alive, for example his mom and Aria's mom. So for that reason he was happy that his father didn't have to stay there longer than the day he was brought in.His father coughed and he briefly glanced back. Lauren was sitting next to him, holding his hands which moved to rub his arm.Harry who was near Robert stretched the water he held to his father. "I hope you're okay." He asked.His father nodded and for the rest of thei

Aurora RossiIn my twenty-three years of living, I never envisioned my big day would be a prison sentence.I thought I'd be getting married to someone I genuinely loved with Bianca by my side while we cried and laughed over what would have been if Mother was here.Neither of that happened.It was just me - the unhappy bride, a handsome devil for a husband, an inconsiderate father proud of his accomplished goals, and a crowd jubilating at an arranged marriage they knew nothing of.I blinked my tears away as Father looked me sternly in the eye before linking his arm with me."Now smile." He mouthed and looked around with a smile before walking me down the aisle.As I forced my lips into a smile, I wondered if anyone could sense the pain that made my stomach twist.Everyone seemed to be excited, stretching out phones to capture the moment.As Father left me at the altar with my husband with a wide grin on his face, I felt like a burnt offering offered in exchange for blessings."You do l

Alessandro De-lucaWhen I saw Aurora and Santini Rossi walking towards the table hand linked with each other, I was reminded anew of my hatred for him.My blood began to boil with anger.He is a power hungry individual, pretending to be a good man in the eyes of the public with fake smiles. I knew his plan, he quickly agreed to give his daughter out in exchange for favours and alliance so he could possibly be the next consigliere from a caporegime. People like him didn't belong to the inner cacus.I observed how he tried to steal the Don's with eye service. Right from time, I knew there was something off about him.And I'm never wrong.When he had failed woefully, because by this time I was done executing my plan, there wouldn't any space for him.Turns out he's not only person with a plan.I loved the games unfolding in front of me.And the woman sitting beside me was oddly captivating, even though I tried to ignore her but her presence did something to me. I hated it, so I looked

"Dad can be so unbelieveable." Bianca tsked on the call as I got ready for the stupid Charity Ball."He is." I replied as the make-up artist, continued to transform me into someone else. I freaking hated make-up but I had to wear it for just today."Is there no way you could run away with Julian?" My heart sank at the mention of Julian. He was boyfriend, maybe we had broken up already but not formerly. For the past few months he had been actively strangely, barely picking my calls and responding to my texts."I have to go." I spoke into the call. I loved Bianca but I knew she could never fully understand the complexity of what was happening here."No wait, Aurora talk to me." Bianca urged in her calm voice. "You've always been there for me, I can't imagine you going through this tough phase alone sister."I sighed. "It's just that there's nothing I can do about this now. You know Father, once he sets his mind on a goal, no one can talk him out of it.Bianca was quiet for a second. "F

~Aurora Rossi~"Miss Aurora." Maria's voice called out."Okay?" I rolled my eyes and held up my mascara near my eye region. "I already told you I wasn't eating." Maria, my maid, could be overly caring at times."Noted ma'am but your Father sent for you. He's in his study."I reflexively dropped the mascara, my eyes blinking as my heart pounded in anticipation. "I'll … be there." I stuttered, rising to my feet. Father only sent for me only when it was important to him otherwise he'd pass the information through Maria. The only thing that mattered to him was climbing to the top of the business ladder, money, fame and power, not family so we didn't have a healthy relationship. As a Mafia associate, he took his job too seriously.We only talked when it was necessary and it didn't help that for the most part of my life I went against what he wanted me to do. For example, I studied event management instead of business management.It hasn't really paid off in the past few years since I got

Six years laterMy heart thrummed in anticipation and excitement as the host officially opened the show. With my partnership with Henry's gold firm, Frontline Gold mine, we were releasing another collection of gold jewelry. We had spent time working on the pieces making sure they carried an air of class and luxury like our customers liked. I couldn't wait to talk about how we spent time creating the pieces and how much of an amazing partner Henry is. Meeting Henry was a turning point in my life as much as he was a business partner, he is also a good friend to me and a doting uncle to my small bundle of joy, Mason."You look beautiful," Celine sitting beside me all glammed and poised, complimented me, winking at me. "Let's take a selfie, I need to show your fans what you are up to." She held up her phone in a selfie, a wide smile on her face. I chuckled, feeling grateful for her support. I wasn't a social media person so most times Celine played the role of an informant, telling me wha

In the next few days at the hotel, my loneliness and poor health was crippling. Also, I was running out of cash. The few friends I had were an extension of Simon's and I couldn't reach out to them for support. I had to call Celine, my best friend, whom we haven't spoken for sometime because of an argument. I should have reached out to her before now but the thought of Simon occupied my mind.I took a deep breath as I dialed her number. She picked up at the first ring. My breath hitched, heart racing with anticipation."Meghan, I thought you weren't going to call me." Her soft voice reached my ears."I'm sorry," was all I could say.After a breather, she spoke. "Your voice, it doesn't like you're okay. I just can't place a finger on it-"I broke into a sob, instinctively wiping my eyes with my hands. "Simon divorced me." "Are you serious?" Celine questioned, clearly shocked. "Wait, where are you?"After revealing my location, she agreed to come over.-"You said you've been feeling th

It occurred to me that I couldn't stay in a hotel for a very long period of time because I didn't have the finances to cover the expenses. I decided to go home and tell my parents about what had happened.As I approached the house, my legs started to feel weak. My parents loved the idea of me getting married to Simon only because he is rich and from time to time they presented their needs which he covered with ease.My luggage was still at the hotel, they didn't know they had thrown me out of the Hemsworth home just yet."Mom, Dad!" I called out trying to feign excitement the moment I sat in one of the couches in the sitting room.Mom arched her brows at me, clearly surprised to see me. "You didn't tell us you were coming home, does your husband know about this?" Typical mom, always making sure Simon approved of everything I did. I know telling her that Simon had divorced me was something she wouldn't take well but it had to be done."Lilian," Dad started, "What is wrong with you, is

"A-r-e you... being serious right now?" my lips quivered as I asked him. I hoped I didn't hear Simon correctly."I am, I'm sorry I should have said this sooner." Simon spoke, avoiding my gaze while his mother hissed. I didn't bother responding to her, she was the least of my problems."You should have said this sooner?" I asked, barely above a whisper. I knew we were going through a rocky phase but I didn't realize that we had come to this level."Yes," Simon repeated, walking closer to me. He sighed, attempting to reach for my arms but I flinched, pulling back. "Look, this has to be done. I don't feel happy in this marriage."What did he mean by not feeling happy, I had dedicated the most parts of my life trying to please him. Before he said a word to me, I'd known him and sought ways to manoeuvre my way into his life."It will be unfair to keep you here," Simon added, "Tyra is the one I love." He pointed over to the model-like lady."I don't get all of this, if you loved Tyra then w

MeghanIt's been over three months since I last saw my husband, Simon. And since then, each time I wake up in the morning, he is the first thing on my mind. Today being our third anniversary, I had little faith that just maybe he might put our long-standing differences aside to honour our day. I tapped my phone to check if I had missed any calls nor texts from him. A feeling of sadness mixed with emptiness engulfed me on seeing zero notifications from him. Maybe he had forgotten already.Sighing, I rolled over to the other side of the bed where he usually slept. I pressed my nostrils, hoping to catch a scent of his perfume, something to remind me that the big bed used to be shared by two people. But there was nothing. Usually when Simon goes on business trips, it doesn't exceed three weeks but now it's been three months and he still hasn't taken any of my calls nor returned my texts. Although, I learnt that he was doing well and making the Hemsworth family proud from his mother. Some