THE KENTLEYS MANSIONPaige knocked softly on Emily Kentley's door after freshening up. Her respect for Simon grew exceedingly after their day's journey to the cardiac center.She saw Simon in another light, kind and soft at heart. Maybe she misjudged him previously. She only saw the surface and failed to see the other part of him. But then, it wasn't entirely her fault. He didn't leave her with much choice when he said he wanted her as a fuck mate. Not only did he sound vile, he sounded pompous as well, no matter how much anybody decided to sugarcoat it.While in the bathroom moments ago, she had imagined being as wealthy as Simon Kentley and running a financially draining charity home such as the cardiac center. It definitely won't be easy for her, because a third of her earnings might go into purchasing designer accessories for herself.She has never owned such except for the hand me downs she always gets from auction sales. Some of her purchases were outfits and accessories with t
Simon stood in his study, behind the drawing room. The last time he was there, he had his younger brother, Theodore throwing his toys all over the room while Simon kept complaining. That was years ago.He looked round the room, it felt so strange being inside there after avoiding it for a very long time. Theodore's tiny voice rang through his head as he recalled how sweet the little boy was. How much he always required Simon's full attention while he talks about everything and nothing.Simon smiled dryly at how much he missed those days. He walked over to the shelves that held some of Theodore's favorite books, built specifically for him when Simon realized that the lad had no plan of leaving him alone each time he stepped into the study.The shelves were all sparkling neat, none of the books were dusty, same as the whole study. He had instructed Sherman days ago to move the books and documents in his room to the study and ensure that it was cleaned up while at it. The study was for
Once Anna was out of the room, Simon placed a call to Charles, one of his most trusted men at his Lakeview apartment. "Charles." He called into the phone."Good day Boss." Charles greeted."We are paying Dasilver an unfriendly visit tonight. Get everyone and everything ready. I will meet you at the safehouse." He told Charles, before hanging up the call.He looked round the study one more time and his eyes fell on his favorite novel as a teenager, "The silky petal." He smiled as he recalled how much he prayed to fall in love with someone that matches the exact description of the lady in the book. Little did he know that he was just letting his imagination run wild. There was no such lady in the world. Even if there was, why would she want to settle for someone as damaged as him. Yes, damaged is the word, the right word to use. He shuddered at the thought. If he was damaged, why then was he trying so hard to impress Paige, to get her to see him in another light, maybe fall in love w
Melissa waited for Simon to say a word in reply but got nothing from him. Instead, he stepped away from her. Went to one of the shelves on the wall, located a box, opened it up and took out two soft velvet padded handcuff, alongside a simple black satin blindfold.Melissa watched with keen interest as he walked up to her. He turned her gently towards the bed and his fingers grazed her bossom, she let out a gentle moan.Now facing the bed, she awaited his next move. She knew he was up to something, but for some reason, she didn't want to turn towards his direction. She wanted to be surprised by him. So, she waited in anticipation.Simon held her hand, and gently drew her close to the left pole of the bed. "Remove this." His deep voice commanded, touching to her panty.Melissa smiled, creating a thin line on both sides of her lips, while removing her panty. Simon placed the velvet padded handcuffs on each of her wrists and hooked each of them with the bed poles on each side of the bed,
After Simon's encounter with Melissa, he got back to his room with mixed feelings. He tried catching some sleep, but like his previous visit to Lakeview, he was unable to access that level of unconsciousness once again. It was obvious that he now sleeps better at Creek Island.All his attempts at sleeping that night proved abortive. In the absence of sleep, he started going through memory lane from the very first day he saw Paige at the hospital, to living with her in the same house.His kind wandered to the last time he visited Anna's home at Acubana. She had invited him to one of her colleagues' birthdays, which she insisted that he must attend. Who was he to refuse the almighty Anna Kentley. Of course, he attended the party, where he came across Cartomancer, who urged him to pick a card. It was a tussle between him and the card reader. He had refused and she insisted that he must. When he finally picked one of the cards courtesy of an extra from his sister, the Cartomancer told him
Breakfast with the Kentleys was fun especially for Paige who has missed their continuous adorable use of sarcasm every now and then."We will visit the beach, go shopping and have spa dates. The movies too, and of course the famous Acubana waterfall." June said excitedly."That will be your hundredth visit to the said waterfall." Simon chipped in."I don't remember complaining to you. Mum hasn't been to the waterfall at all. So, I don't mind visiting one more time." June replied, giving her brother a side eye "We will also visit the rocky mountain at Acubana, Brother. I've not been to that one." She taunted Simon."Why exactly are you telling us all this? Nobody cares anyway." He said, tugging on her very last nerve."Oh, but I know you care. You do care, and that is why I'm giving you a few deets. That way, your imagination can run wilder." She replied.Simon sighed and shook his head. Anna was a pain but June, she was on another level. "I think I need some rest, my head aches badly.
Simon looked at Paige, her innocence was glaring. He smiled sweetly at her."I need the gun for protection." He finally replied. "Have you ever shot a gun?" He asked her. "Me? Hell no! Have you?" She asked him right back with a shaky voice, knowing that the fact that he had a gun was all the answer she needed. Yet she wanted to hear him say the word. So she waited, her facial expression showing how expectant she was, of his reply. "Yes, I have." He replied with a lazy smile."You should learn how to use a gun. I can teach you if you want me to. My sisters are good with their aim. Anna especially. She rarely misses a target.""Your sisters!" Paige exclaimed, she couldn't wrap her head around the Kentley sisters aiming a gun at someone. The girls look too fragile and classy, June especially. They have that soft feminine appearance that will have you swear on their behalf that they would never kill a fly. "You mean June can shoot a gun? Like, she has shot someone before?" She asked, d
"Hey, you just missed your mother and siblings. They left barely five minutes ago." She told him. "Good for them." He replied uninterested. "It's about time we enjoy some quietness in this house.""What? You are so weird, gosh!" "I've been told that a couple of times." He replied. "I'm hungry, I want to head out for lunch or dinner. Whichever one my stomach registers. Do you care to tag along?" He asked."Sure, I'll love to. Let me quickly change into something a bit presentable." She replied heading to the stairs. "You actually look great. I love what you're wearing." He said, stopping her from climbing the stairs. She had on a blue jean jumpsuit with a ring-like design placed towards her belly button and a pair of black sandals. Her hair was packed up in a messy bun and her lips were moist with a balm, its color still pink as always. "I look crazy." She replied brushing her hair with her fingers, while looking down at her sandals with a serious face. "I love crazy people." He r
A gorgeous hostess led them upstairs to a quieter VIP bar that overlooked the stage and dance floor below. They were shown to a small seating area by the balcony and settled at a table hugged by two half-moon velvet sofas. The hostess propped a beverage menu in the center and said, "Your drinks are on the house. Enjoy your evening.""Wow!" Ugo whistled. "We scored.""I think that hawker recognized you from one of your court cases. Because how the hell are we getting such VIP treatment when we're yet to spend a dime." Daisy said out loud."Wouldn't that rock." Ugo grinned. "Or it could be the chef guy.... That dude is full of surprises. I've gotten too many gifts than I can't count since I met him. Yet, he's not interested in hitting this ass." "He could be pretending." Daisy fixed in. "Or taking it slow. The good old ways. He might be hoping to win you over thoroughly before making a move. In order words, he wants you to....""Loose my damn guard. Mmmm, not happening, not gonna happ
"Look what I brought you." Daisy said instead of arguing. She pulled the champagne bottle and the chocolates and crackers out of the paper bag. "I'm not quite sure how cold the champagne is anymore, but we still have to drink it. And I heroically saved all of them, including the chocolates and crackers from the guy I was stuck in the elevator with, so we’d better enjoy them.""Well, of course we still have to drink that champagne. Give me that." Ugo grabbed the hotel water glasses as Daisy pulled the foil off the champagne bottle. "I can’t believe you were stuck in the elevator all that time. And why weren’t you texting me back. Was your battery out?" "Okay, there’s a story there, but let’s toast to you first before I get into all of that." Daisy twisted the metal lid open and pulled out the cork with a gentle pop. After she poured a healthy amount into each of their glasses, she held hers up. "To Ugo Chike, the first black female partner at Jade and Judy, in over ten years. To a br
"I've been doing fine for years now. Please just go back to wherever you're coming from and let me be."Brett moved over to her and crotched down opposite her. "Go on a date with me, over the weekend."Daisy burst into laughter. "Is this guy a joke or something." She asked rhetorically, loud enough to Brett's hearing. "No.""Come on.....""I'm not going on any godforsaken date with you Mr Lexington. Not in your wildest dream.""Okay." he said pushing two open hands forward to calm her down. "Go to a fundraiser with me then. Technically, I wanted you to be my plus-one at the fundraiser organized by the Mayor over the weekend and maybe we could go on a date afterwards. But since you said no date, let's go to the fundraiser together." He offered."No.""Daiz. I promise you, if after the fundraiser, you decide that you don't want to be see me ever again. I won't bother you. Just this once, please?"Daisy became calm for a moment. She looked up at his angelic face and watched him flash a s
CHAPTER 1"What time do you even plan on getting here. Are you sure you're still coming?" Daisy listened to Ugo whine over the phone."I'm all dressed up already. You'll see me soon, I promise. I just had a really stressful day at work and I had to make a quick stop at home to get into a more comfortable footwear." she tried explaining. Pushing the door of her walk-in closet close, she pulled a black leather jacket across her black singlet, sat on the bed and bent low to buckle her sandals when she heard Ugo's next words."You're changing footwear? Don't tell me you plan on wearing any of those boring flat sandals of yours.""Something wrong my flats?" "Really, you're going to ask me that." Ugo boiled."We're going out to celebrate for crying out loud. You have to look the part. Put on a pair of those gorgeous Louboutins you got there. Why do you splash so much money on exotic footwear when you don't wear them.""Hello, are you forgetting something? You're forgetting that you make me
Dear Reader,Thank you so much for doing this journey with us.Simon, Paige and myself are grateful for your love, votes, comments, referrals and kind wishesSadly, we've come to the end of this beautiful love story. You all would agree with me that Paige is one hell of a lucky lady a d Simon is so blessed to have her.If you enjoyed their love story, then you would love my second book, "YOU ARE MINE FOR KEEPS." The next few pages are free chapters from the new book. You can check them out❤️~A Hopeless RomanticChristabelradiance xoxo
Paige was more shaken than she cared to admit. Somehow she did not expect Stefan to openly confess his infidelity. She had thought perhaps he would attempt to deny it."Why, Stefan?"He reached for her hands, but she pulled them out of his reach. "Why, Paige? Because you were always so unapproachable. There were times when you turned me on, made me so hot that I thought I was going to explode... and ......... and then you would just put up that damned 'don't touch me' shield. And when you did that I had to have someone else. Any woman.""You're a liar, Stefan. Why didn't you tell me that you wanted me?"He managed a winning smile. "I guess way back in my head I wanted to save you for marriage."Paige's smile was cynical and sinister. "It's too bad you didn't save Aurora, because I'm history, Stefan Riley."She stood up, holding her glass. Stefan never had time to react when she walked to his side and emptied the glass in his lap.She replaced the glass on the table, smiling. "That shou
The next morning, Paige woke up to an empty bed. Simon didn't come in throughout the night and she was just too stubborn to go to him. She sighed, had a quick shower and left to grab a quick coffee in the kitchen. Veronica was prepping their breakfast when she showed up and she took two biscuits from the freshly baked ones and cup of coffee."Have a nice day Mrs. Veronica." She called."You too ma. But won't you eat something better than just biscuits? I'm baking banana bread." She called after Paige."Yummy, keep some for me. I'll be back in a couple of hours." She replied from the living room. She scanned the house and saw no trace of Simon. Gulping down her coffee and biscuits she rushed to the kitchen to wash the cup but it was taken by Veronica. "I'll do that ma'am." She offered. "Thank you so much." She grabbed her phone and sent Simon a quick text telling him where she was headed before opening the door. Nicon appeared almost immediately, neatly dressed and ready to go wher
They floated together, each motion smooth and fluid as if the music had been choreographed just for them and them alone. Unspoken whispers and desires raced back and forth, telegraphing a savage hunger, a desperate need. Their bodies were in perfect harmony. Paige needed and Simon fed her.The desire to share her body with Simon Kentley surpassed all reason and common sense. But at that moment common sense was what Paige lacked most. She wanted to experience the waves of ecstasy he had given her earlier; she wanted the peace Simon offered, and in turn she would give him the love he sought from a woman.The musical selection ended and Simon led Paige through the throng. The next number was a rocking, upbeat tempo which got everyone to their feet, moving in time to the pounding, driving rhythm.Simon caught Tenor's arm. "We'll be on our way now.""You're leaving?" Tenor asked. Simon nodded, and Paige was as surprised as Tenor. "Give them whatever they want," he informed Tenor."You're
Fiona boldly walked up to them and flashed a smile."Who the hell let this pest in for god's sake." Simon swore under his breath making Paige giggle. "Hi Mr. Kentley." Fiona started with her annoying voice. "Miss Ruben, how are you?" Simon called coldly but Fiona did not seem to notice the coldness in his voice. "I'm managing to survive." She replied. Leaning forward, she peered at Paige. "Hi there, it's you again." She smiled "Won't you introduce us officially Mr. Kentley. I mean we're all here because of her." She said, draping her arm on Simon's hand.He gently removed her arm. "Miss Ruben, this is Paige Patterson, my girlfriend."A frown marred Fiona's beautiful face. "Your girlfriend." She murmured in annoyance."Fiona's father is a business pal of my dad's," Simon stated, deliberately ignoring Fiona. "This woman is no fucking girlfriend of yours!" Fiona shouted.Paige reacted as if she had been shot. Fiona's voice was strident, hysterical. Heads turned in their direction.Sim