Tough-Brick knocked and pushed the door to Paige's room open, stepping inside. He met her seated on the bed with a white cloth, wiping her bleeding nose.Her eyes were teary, yet challenging. She looked up at him and hissed loudly."You look terrible." He said. "You shouldn't have tried running away, again." He closed the door gently and came in. "I don't know if it's plain stupidity or you just want to die." "Ple.... Please, what do you want?" She asked, her voice sore from crying."Why do you always have that face whenever you see me?" Dakar asked. "You do know that you're the real definition of beauty. You should try smiling sometime." He added, swinging the shopping bag he came in with.Paige hissed again in absolute annoyance, looking him up from head down, while still tending to her bruised lips which now have a second cut from the two times she had attempted running. She pressed the ridge of her nose together to stop her nose bleed. Anger rushed through her as she thought of th
Paige's heart broke. She quickly stifled the tears that were threatening to fall. Coming back into the room, she placed the warm towel on the bridge of her nose and wiped the threatening tears.Simon is the reason she found herself in this predicament. He lied to her, no he just didn't tell her. But he was supposed to. How can he keep something as deep as that from her. He promised to protect her with his life, but look at her now, kidnapped, battered and miserable!The first episode of real tears came and she broke down completely. Life has been unfair to her. From losing her parents to slaving for her stepmother and sister, to getting duped by her exboyfriend and when she finally thought everything was falling into place, she ends up kidnapped."Please give me one more chance at life." She wept, her heart heavy. "Please touch Tough-Brick's heart to keep to his words. I don't want to die like this, please...." She kept saying to no one in particular.The tears slid down her bruised li
"Nobody is dying old man. I'm taking her along. A little sunlight will do her skin some good." Ausborn said to Fredo"The skin you bruised? I'm still trying to understand what drives you. How can you lay a finger on that girl? You talk about my death, forgetting that you might die before me and it will all be of your own making." Fredo said to him. "Death is inevitable Fredo. But I'm not dying yet. You have absolutely nothing to worry about. I have Kentley's woman, he won't try anything funny unless he's certain she's safe. So you see, that's an edge I have over him.""Indeed." Fredo replied standing up. He went to the fridge and took a bottle of water. "And you're sure she won't create a scene?""She knows better. I told her already. You have nothing to worry about Fredo, everything is under control. I just need to speak to Ernesto and we'll be on our way. I wouldn't go if it's not important." He said."And he can't come here right?""You know he can't, Fredo.""Hmm, just be careful
He reciprocated, raising his glass as well with a pleasing smile. Bralle turned to the Bartender. "Thank you." She called, tapping him gently on the arm."It's my pleasure ma'am." He replied, smiling excitedly, thrilled by the feel of her touch.Bralle smiled sweetly and left the bar. Instead of settling for her old seat, she changed her position and sat a few cabana's away from Paige, granting her a closer view to whatever they would be doing and a far view of her admirer who still had his eyes on her.She sat down slowly and rested her back gently on the seat. She blew a soft kiss to her admirer and he reciprocated immediately."Finally a vacation I'm having plenty of fun at." She giggled.Bralle saw a waiter shambling across the pool after speaking and receiving something from her admirer across the pool. She twitched her lips into a smile and waited."Hello ma'am, Mr. Darwin over there, asked that I deliver this to you." He said, handing her a business card."Oh," she started. "Tha
He pushed the bodies behind the curtain and forcefully pulled the curtain close, shielding the bodies. He rushed to the bedrooms and quickly threw two blankets at different locations, covering the blood from the bullet holes before letting Paige in.She stepped in with the gruff looking man right on her tail. Dakar cleared his throat. "We're leaving right away." He said to her surprise and pulled open one of the boxes lying close to the center table. "Are you done with your meeting?" Paige asked, noting the coat and hat on one of the chairs. Her eyes scanned the room slowly, the curtain cord was broken, yet the curtain was forcefully pulled to cover god-knows what. There were blankets on the floor which seemed inappropriate to her. Her eyes rested on the edge of one of the blankets and she immediately noted a minute red liquid. She carefully kicked a little part of the blanket aside with her foot, making sure not to be seen and she saw more red liquid, blood!She gasped, swallowing
"I'm still mad at him though." Paige said watching Bralle load another gun with bullets before handing it over to her."What?" She asked, startled."Take it. You know how to use one, don't you?""Of course not." She pushed Bralle's hand away."Have it Paige." Bralle brought it back. "You might need it eventually. Just don't shoot at me." She giggled. "So, why are you mad at your man?"She asked just as Paige took the gun from her."He was with someone else." Came the grumpy reply. "He was with some other woman." Paige added, leaning her head on the back of the sofa. "What.....that.....that does not sound possible at all. How. Wait, he was with someone else while you were together?"Paige sighed. "No, that's not it. But, he....... he was with someone else while he was still throwing advances at me." She whined like a little girl that got robbed of her favorite toy.Bralle stifled a laughter. The whining and drama, finally making sense to her. "And when you started dating?""I think the
Paige felt a hand go round her waist. The sweet smell of wood mixed with berries and saffron passed her nostrils..She sighed sweetly, Eyes still half shut."Simon." She murmured."Sunflower." He hummed back, his nose in her hair, taking in the fragrance that always excite his nostrils. Paige spun over, and searched his face in the semi darkness of the room. "You came back to me, in one piece." She moved her hands around his body. Are you okay?""Yes." He replied."Can I turn on the bedside lamp?" "Yes ma'am."She pulled the switch and the faint light came on. "Did you rest well?""Yes, the cook took care of me like I was a baby and she tended to my wounds as well. I saw my new phone and I don't know how, but you got back my SIM card?"Simon nodded. "I retrieved it from a garbage can on the streets." He explained. "Thank you so much." She squeezed his arm gently in reply."Again, I was told I've been moved to the master's bedroom and I've been thinking what I did to get such an early
His hand went to her neck, the thumb grazing the delicate bones along her jawline. His jet-black eyes blazed into hers. "The question should be, am I worthy of you? You're a queen, Sunflower. Royalty." Lowering his head, he moved closer. "Permission requested to kiss you," he murmured above her mouth.Her arms curved around his strong neck as she rose on tiptoe, flashing a sweet smile "Permission granted," she breathed into his mouth only seconds before he covered hers in a slow, drugging kiss.His demanding lips caressed hers and Paige opened her mouth, receiving the full force of his passion. His hands eased down her spine to her hips, pulling her to him until she felt the source ofhis passion, his maleness, searching against her middle. It ended quickly, both of them breathing heavily.It was only a kiss, but Paige felt as if he had stripped her naked and taken her body.Picking up the watermelon on the table, she walked past him and out of the house. closing the glass door behind
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