Novels by Faith Agunloye

~Harper’s POV~The drive back to my house was quiet, and for once, I welcomed the silence. It felt like a relief to finally share how I had dealt with my parent’s death. It hadn’t been easy, but somehow, I pulled through. When Gideon pulled into the driveway, my eyes shifted from him to the faint glow of light coming from the house. I sighed deeply. Alice must be home. The thought of seeing her face made my stomach churn. Just two days under the same roof with her felt like an eternity in hell. “You have a guest?” Gideon asked, his eyes darting between me and the house. “It’s Alice,” I said, the name bitter on my tongue. Even saying it aloud felt like admitting defeat—especially to someone who knew how broken my relationship with her was, not to mention what she’d done. Gideon raised an eyebrow, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel. “I never pegged you as the forgiving type.” “That’s because I’m not,” I shot back, my voice laced with frustration. But I could fee

~HARPER’S POV~The drive home was peaceful, the hum of the car engine blending into the night’s silence. Honestly, everything about tonight had been amazing. Gideon had a way of making even the worst days feel lighter. But deep down, the lingering weight of earlier events refused to lift. My run-in with Edward at the office replayed in my mind like a broken record. That jerk dared to lay his hands on me in public. It wasn’t like it was the first time, but it didn’t make it any less humiliating—or infuriating. I felt shaken, the way I hadn’t since the night my parents died. I clenched my hands into fists, the old anger simmering under my skin. I would never forgive Edward for that. Never. “Are you okay?” Gideon’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned to face him, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, I’m fine… just thinking. Old memories,” I said quietly. “Edward?” he asked, his tone steady but his grip tightening slightly on the steering wheel. Even though his eyes stayed

~Gideon's POV~ The drive home from the airport was exhausting, the hours of travel leaving me drained. Two weeks away from back-to-back business meetings had been more than enough. As Joshua, my assistant, navigated the car through familiar streets, he filled me in on updates from the firm. The most notable one? Edward. He had started working at the company and already managed to cause a scene. "He hit Harper," Joshua said, his voice laced with disdain. "Right in front of her coworkers." Of course, Edward would pull something like that. Hopeless and reckless—he would never change. "Was he dealt with properly?" I asked, my tone sharp. "Yes, sir." Joshua handed me his phone, showing me photos of the results. I stared at them for a moment, a flicker of satisfaction breaking through my exhaustion. Edward deserved every bit of it. "Good. Next time he lays a hand on Harper or anyone else in the firm, he'll face worse." "Yes, sir," Joshua said. "Inform payroll to send him on

(Edward’s pov)At that moment, a surge of anger swept over me, fueled by the embarrassment of feeling foolish. The door flung open abruptly, hands yanking me away from her.My eyes widened in the realization of my actions. What had I done? I stared at my hands, then walked over to where Harper sat on the floor.She winced, her hand gently pressing against her neck as she coughed, trying to alleviate the pain. Ava knelt beside her, patting her back in a gesture of solace.“Harper... I...” I attempted to speak, but before I could utter a word, I was interrupted.“Don't come near me!” Harper's yell reverberated in the room, drawing the attention of the gathered crowd.As murmurs and curious stares shifted from me to Harper, Mr. Sterling entered the scene, his gaze flicking between the two of us.“Mr. Pierce, care to explain what's happening here? Have you resorted to physical harm against a colleague?” Mr. Sterling's inquiry hung heavily in the air, all eyes fixed on me awaiting a respon

(Harper’s pov)It has been two fucking days of hell, from my work and home, Alice was getting on my nerves and I couldn't take it anymore.She creates messes around the house and acts nonchalant and uses her pregnancy as an excuse, like why do I give a fuck. I didn't get her pregnant so why should I be suffering from a mistake she dragged herself into not to mention Edward?I groan, I get annoyed just thinking about him, he has turned the whole office upside down and I get the side-eyed looks from everyone because they all still think am engaged with him.Since Edward goes around lying about me begging him to take me back after he called off our engagement, the nerve of that good-for-nothing guy.He was always making mistakes and and the end of the day we the junior staff always get scolded for his errors.I have been up and down cleaning his mistake to avoid more eyes and insults from the other staff and all he does is yell and take a one-hour break.“Here are the documents,” I said

(Harper’s Pov)I stared at Alice as she stood there, a little luggage bag in her hand, confused, I leaned on the door.“Mind explaining what's going on,” I asked trying to understand what she was doing here.“I need a place to stay for a while,” she said.I arched a brow at her statement, was she real, after everything she had the guts to stand in front of me saying all this.“What happened to your dorm room, did you cause trouble again” I questioned waiting for her to respond.Alice laughed crazily, her hand grabbing her suitcase, Has she finally gone crazy, why should I even be concerned about her, she was practically the cause of her problem.“Of course, it is always Alice causing trouble, my perfect too-good sister is always innocent” she glared at me.“Are you here to argue or get on nerves?” I askedShe rolled her eyes, digging her fingers into her already messed-up hair before speaking. “Are you going to let me in or not”“Do you have any right to act up right now, or give opti