Novels by Favour Anthony

Novah's POVWith my lips pressed into a thin line, I began to fiddle with my fingers, trying to avoid his hot gaze but it was to no avail. Pushing my hair behind my ear, I kept shifting my gaze to my purse which was lying on the table, waiting for a call to interrupt. “Aren't you going to say anything?” He broke the silence in the room. “I have no idea… I really don't have any.” I mumbled, biting my lower lips as my heart rammed against my chest in quick succession. With each passing second, I felt blood draining from me but Riana wasn't helping matters a bit. The moment the call I had been waiting for came through, I reached out for my purse but Riana beat me to it. Turning off my phone, he tossed the device on the table. “Bishop's father, how did you get to meet Thorne.” He rambled. With his hands folded in front of him now, he said, “Unless you give me answers to those questions, you aren't leaving.”I thought he had forgotten about Bishop’s paternity but how wrong was I.

Novah's POVIt had been a month since I started working with Riana and I must say I had a lot of experience already. Apart from his cold demeanor and sudden switch of characters to a psychopath, I had no issues with him. But notwithstanding, I still couldn't help but to think about the question he has asked concerning Bishop’s paternity. All thanks to Dexter for his timely intervention, otherwise, I had no answer to give to him and of course, he was going to get furious with me. I had just finished getting Bishop ready for school when Thorne walked through the door and after a little chit chat with Bishop, he shifted his attention to me. “You're good?” He asked, flashing me a smile which I returned. “Yeah!” I nodded only to discover dark circles underneath his eyes. Closing the gap between us, I held his shoulder, and with quivering lips, I spluttered, “You haven't been getting enough sleep recently.” I mouthed. “How do you know that?” His voice was husky as he tilted his head

Riana's POVWith a calm look in contrast to my raging nerves, I stood behind the window, staring at the neon lights that littered the street. The more I tried to shove her face behind me, the more her features became clearer. “I have to find out all that has happened, else I’m definitely going to lose my head.” I mumbled, straining my ear to hear the approaching footsteps in the hallway. Unsure of who it belonged to, I made my way behind the door and the moment it creaked open, I huffed as it turned out to be Jaylen. “What are you doing here?” I got her startled with my question as she wasn't expecting me to be behind the door. “You've been acting strange for a while now… I know you won't be asleep just yet so I decided to get you involved in a conversation.” She flashed me a smile which I didn't return. Waddling towards my bed, she sat on the edge, patting the spot next to her, “Come join me.” She invited me. “I had a long day at work.” My tone was enough to tell her I wasn't

Novah's POVWith my heart slamming against my chest, I kept staring at my ringing phone, unsure of what to do. Riana being a part of the meeting made me act clumsy and I could only imagine what the directors thought about me. “You should at least pick his calls and listen to what he has to say.” Dexter mouthed, placing his hand on my shoulder. “I'm scared!” I muttered, beads of perspiration gathered on my forehead as I darted my eyes around in fright. Taking in a deep breath, I held my lips with my teeth, swiping slowly to receive his call. The moment I placed the phone against my ear, his voice came through, “What took you so long to answer the phone?” He asked with a stern tone that made me stagger backwards in fright even though he wasn't there. “In between, you did a great job back there.” He said and immediately, I let out the breath I never knew I was holding in. With a smile now tugging at the side of my lips, I parted my lips to speak but he beat me to it, “Before makin

Novah's POV“Leave now when I’m still being nice with you.” Riana said and with his back turned on us, he proceeded towards the closed door.It seemed like he had a pair of eyes at the back of his head because the moment Thorne held my hand, he said, “Leave without her else you will be doused in your blood the moment the elevator slides open.” His words were terrifying and at once, I pulled my hand from his grip. It was better I remain with him than to see Thorne lose his life when he was clearly trying to help. “You should leave now.” Dexter said, reminding me of his presence and without a word to any of them, I ran in to meet with Riana. When I walked in, he was looking out of his window with his phone against his ear. Taking a deep breath, I began to fiddle with my fingers, constructing and reconstructing my lines of words in my head. If I really wanted to wriggle off the invisible leash he had around my neck I had to be persistent and bold enough to square off with him. A f

Riana's POV The moment I stepped into the room, the lights which were turned off went on and a smirk appeared on the side of my lips. Looking around the room, I allowed my eyes to get settled on Hardin and after a nod from me, he went ahead to take off his blindfold. “Riana please don't hurt me, I swear I was going to replace the drugs before you find out.” Wren yelled on the top of his voice, trying to surge forward but he was pulled back. “What's going on here?” Novah's voice was barely above a whisper but I heard her clearly as I slowly turned around in her direction. The moment we locked eyes, she took a few steps backwards and then hid behind Dexter who was standing next to her. “Come over here.” I ordered and for a moment, the whole room was as silent as a graveyard. “Brother, you should leave her out of this.” Dexter broke the silence, trying to shield her further but with my gaze grazing against his skin, he had no choice but to step aside. “Should I come pull you myse