Novels by Victoria Chiamaka Amadi

“Hey, are you alright?” Jeremy asked Leah, seeing her brooding on the balcony where she sat, arms folded, staring into the night sky.Leah barely moved, her head tilting slightly in acknowledgment of his presence. “Yeah, I'm good,” she replied, her tone flat and unconvincing, looking up to see Jeremy holding a bag. “What's good?”Jeremy stepped closer and handed the bag to her. “I got these for you,” he said simply, his voice warm.Leah took the bag, her brows furrowing slightly as she opened it. Inside was a matching designer bag and shoes, the kind that would make any woman’s eyes sparkle with excitement. She looked up at him briefly before setting the bag aside.Jeremy was buying her gifts more often but she didn't want to read any meaning into it. Unless he came out openly to say that he loved her, she wouldn't assume anything, to avoid having her expectations cut short, and getting hurt. Perhaps he was buying her those things to ensure she kept looking like the Billionaire's wife

“Good heavens!” Leah exclaimed, her voice trembling with disbelief. “How could you keep something like this from me, Noah?”Noah's brain swam for a minute. He looked at Leah steadily, not knowing how to explain to make her understand. He had expected her to understand.“I told you, Leah. You were away on that trip with Jeremy. The night I learned of the incident, you were so happy, I didn't want to break any news to you that could cut short your joy. I just thought I'd wait for you to get back before I told you,” Noah explained, calmly, in bits, enough to allow Leah grasp and reason with him.But Leah just looked at him disappointingly. Noah shook his head in frustration. “Okay. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you. Forgive me?” Noah asked with a weak smile.Leah looked away. “I don't know. I'm sorry for snapping like that. I just… anyway,I mean, I can't even cry. We've thought he'd been dead thesenoast years before we learned he was actually still alive, and, and…. suffering, a

Sarah looked smitten. She felt like she'd lost a trophy. Jeremy was back on his feet, he still had his company and he had defeated Big Margaret. He was even married; happily even. But she was stuck with Conrad who seemed to be heading nowhere in life.What would become of her? She couldn't be with Conrad anymore. He was a failure. Only the sex was good, but he couldn't give her the life she deserved.She kept turning uncomfortably on the bed, lost in her thought, until Conrad came in to play with her.When Conrad touched her, she flared up in anger. Conrad could see the disdain in Sarah's eyes when she looked at him. “Are you okay, babe?” He asked.“I'm fine. I just had a bad day,” Sarah said, frowning her face.“Then, let me help cheer you up,” Conrad offered, moving closer to her and touching her, but Sarah stood up abruptly.“I said stop!” she yelled, her voice sharp as a whip. I'm not in the mood for this, please,” she said firmly.Conrad could see the intensity of hate and anger

Leah saw Jeremy standing beside Caroline. She hugged him tightly, excited to see him, hale and hearty. She had been worried sick.“You're okay!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement. “I was so worried.”Jeremy’s arms encircled her, and he smiled softly. He was standing? Didn't he say he'd put on a charade for as long as possible? Maybe, he'd finally figured out how to defeat Big Margaret with the help of her twin, Caroline, and their lives would go back to being normal again.The tension in the room was palpable as the two women locked eyes, the weight of their shared history hanging heavy between them. Leah stood off to the side, her mind racing as she watched the confrontation unfold.For the first time, Big Margaret looked genuinely unnerved. Her smirk faded, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. Caroline, however, remained composed, her gaze unwavering.“You thought you’d gotten rid of me,” Caroline said, her voice calm but laced with steel. “But you were wrong.”Bi

“Hello, Mrs. Harper?” Elizabeth greeted over the phone.“Hello, Elizabeth,” Leah said steadily.“I've been trying to reach Mr Harper but he isn't answering. Please, is he close?” Elizabeth asked politely, though her tone carried a hint of urgency.“Uhm…he's not close at the moment. Is there a problem?” Leah asked.“I hate to disturb you, ma'am, but there's an emergency and we need Mr Harper in the office urgently,” Elizabeth replied, her voice trembling with growing panic.“Isn't it something you can handle, Elizabeth? Leah asked, trying to sound composed, though worry began to creep into her thoughts.“If it was, I wouldn't have called you,” Elizabethtown said frankly, yet respectfully.“I understand. Thank you, Elizabeth. I'll try to reach him,” Leah said before ending the call.She set the phone down and sighed, her heart beginning to race. Where had Jeremy gone? He hadn't mentioned any plans to her this morning. And she was supposed to visit her family today. Leah looked around an

“Breakfast in bed? Wow,” Leah said as she sat upright, fluffing the pillows behind her. She couldn’t help but smile at the tray Jeremy carried.“Yes,” Jeremy said, smiling as he dropped the tray on the bed. “Only I didn't make it.”Leah laughed, her voice light and cheerful. “Of course. Still, this means so much. Thank you.”Jeremy looked at her, unable to hide the admiration in his eyes. “You look beautiful this morning, Leah.”Leah blushed. She looked up slowly and gave Jeremy an appreciative smile. And then she rubbed her hands. “Let's see what we have here.” She opened the food and was surprised. “Smoked Fish Platter. It's one of my favorites.” Leah gave Jeremy the first bite. “Have some.”“Hmmm. Delicious,” he said with an exaggerated tone, making Leah giggle. “I was going to have Pancake Towers, but I've changed my mind,” Jeremy said, chuckling.“Your sense of humor is growing, huh?” Leah said, shaking her head as she laughed.“You've influenced me so much, it's only a matter of