Chapter 51Within few minutes, Grayson had arrived at the venue for his company's dinner party. His face was stoic as he got down from the car, two security men from the second car that was following him, also got out to protect him as one walked in front of him and the other behind him.He walked with an incredible speed towards the entrance of the hall. His mind was in a state of chaos. As a matter of fact, he knew not what to do when he gets into there and actually sights Tiffany. Ignore her? Or relate well with her? The latter which the media could take as a confirmation of the rumors being circulated about them."Did you bring those items?" He asked, none of the bodyguards in particular. He just needed an answer."Yes Sir.""Hand them over." He paused, requesting for the cap and mask he could have put on while in the car. He was going to go through a secret door that'd lead him to a closed room without anyone knowing. He didn't want anyone to know he was there for the company's
Chapter 52The driver revved the engine back to life once Grayson got inside the car and sped off at his order. The car behind them did so, as well. How could Tiffany be so ridiculous? She must have said sometimes silly for people to know he was around. He wasn't going to come out to address anyone. He knew it was his parents plan for them to be melodramatic but he'd pass. His phone began ringing. He looked at the Caller ID, found out it was his dad then he hesitated not in switching off his phone.When he got home, he was angry, frustrated and tired. Everything was tiring. His parents were adamant and Tiffany was something else. He had alot of thoughts in his mind. He was torn between bringing alive his plan of going public with Yara or staying low for the moment.He knew Yara have been through a lot lately. The sexual assault from his damned friend who would have been rotting in jail had it not been that Yara had asked him not to take the beast to court. The stress of going to sc
Chapter 53Grayson yawned tiredly. What he needed to know was no longer a mystery to him so he decided to listen to whatever the nurse had to tell him the very next day. Besides she'd be around until Doctor Eldred arrives. "I think it should wait. Maybe tomorrow morning, I'm exhausted and have to sleep right away." He stated, forcing a placid smile across his face.The nurse didn't look pleaded with his response but returned the placid smile.When Grayson got into his room, he plopped down on his bed, letting out a sigh. Yara could be a stubborn brat. But no matter what she did, whatever he felt her was nothing more than annoyance and sometimes, admiration. She didn't let him intimidate her even though he never had intentions of doing so. But people do tell him that his appearance and manner of speech alone could get one on their knees. However, that didn't work on Yara.He picked up his phone but was scared to check the news. Reporters were usually not invited for the company's di
Chapter 54Yara furrowed her brows, her cheeks burning in a deep shade of red. She was flustered. She had no idea if Grayson was still alright or was probably high on cracks. But that wouldn't be possible. "What's that for? That's an insane question." Yara stated, trying to put up the firm expression. Grayson shrugged, not smiling which indicated that he was serious as well. "Well, I'm just asking. Something ridiculous happened yesterday. I found a used undies on my wardrobe. I-It was not a funny event."Yara's eyes widened like saucers. She couldn't believe what he just said. It had to be a prank. Who the fuck could be gutsy enough to enter his room and do such a silly act. "And you think I'll do such a thing? At times, you should learn to think before asking some certain questions." Yara stated, being riled up."Look, I'm confused here. Just had to clear my head.""Really?""Hey, Calm down. Never did I think it was you. I just fucking had to ask. And I've gotten your reply." Gray
Chapter 55As they walked outside, Yara's mind drifted to other things. She was thinking of the right time to go to Oscaris. She was yet to gather her ideas. She have been too busy and stressed out of late to do anything. She remembered the issue going on in the company when she went there. For some reasons her mind kept going back to the guy who had taken her to the secretary's office. Joyce had told her that the man was dating the receptionist. He was too carefree for someone whose company was in chaos. She shrugged. It was nothing she should bother herself with. Though she'd be glad to see Joyce once again if she goes to Oscaris. "You seem to be lost in thought, are you okay?" Grayson paused asking her.She paused as well. She saw how difficult it was for him to ask her that. Honestly, she was a bit perplexed that he had been that pissed off as regards the undies he found in her room. He loved women alot and womanizing was what he was well known for. But he was no animal, so he
Chapter 56Holding Cara's arms, Yara saw the hardness embedded in the expression of her best friend who walked in same pace with her towards the lilac paint coated stairs. She knew Grayson was probably in his room muttering some curse words while being bitter with himself for nothing he said affected her. His words had disgusted her. Whatever his plan was, it wasn't going to work 'cause she was going to let him intimidate her.Yara rolled her eyes and took her hand off Cara's arm as they ascended the stairs. At first, she wanted to tell her to stay back at the living room that she'd be back in a few seconds. She knew her room was close to Grayson's and as loud as Cara is, she could do something crazy that could further madden Grayson. But then she saw nothing wrong in it. It was her best friend for goodness sake. Grayson didn't discuss bringing Michael to the contract signing, though she understood why he was present. So she could do harmless things she knew was right."It's such a
Chapter 57Yara stilled. She had always dreaded having this conversation with her and she had no idea that Cara already knew what happened to her. Now, it was no wonder to her why Cara came unannounced. It couldn't be mere wanting to see her.Yara looked away from the mirror and turned towards Cara. She had nothing to say but she knew she had to talk. For she knew Cara would never settle for silence. "I guess Michael told you. What happened to him giving me time to heal?" Yara asked rhetorically."And so you're indirectly letting me know that I'm a huge source of setback to your healing process. I'm amazed." Cara retorted."No. Not that that. I'm still not ready to talk about this. But it's fine if you ask. I'll try me best to answer as much as I can." Yara stated."I already asked you what I wish to know. When were you going to tell me? You say you're not ready to open up about it to me. But you were ready to do so two months ago when you got pregnant. Do you need space Yara? Tell m
Chapter 58Grayson barged into his parent's private lounge angrily. He didn't leave for work. He realized that the way his parents and Tiffany were acting was escalating to something he couldn't comprehend. Which was why he decided to get there first thing in the morning and scold them. He had long forgotten about Yara. He said what he said out of irritation. He didn't like being visited without first being informed and he wanted to put a leash on crazy Cara. The only thing he regretted saying was about the regular in door party he had threatened Yara with. He wished he never said that.Of late, he's been wishing he never said some things he did say nor do stuffs that he did do. And most times, it was because of Yara. He had intended to come here with her. To make it clear with his parents that he wasn't going to have anything to do with Tiffany. But they had argued this morning and he couldn't ask her."Must you startle one in their house?! What's wrong with you?" His mother snappe
The thought made Yara smile. A child was coming, so the mansion was not going to remain boring forever.The only issue she had at the moment with her pregnancy was the four temper that suddenly came with it. She something couldn't recognize herself any longer because she would snap and yell at anyone whenever she got cross.Yara did not want Tehila to be a victim of her foul temper so she gave her the opportunity of taking some time away from the mansion to breathe and do other things she wanted. But Tehila had vehemently refused, insisting of taking care of her. And that moved her to tears.Whether it was plain hatred for the word 'neighbour' or just because that he liked being alone, Yara had no idea. There were rarely people visiting Grayson. They did come once in a while and he even used to have indoor parties; but after that day she was almost raped, there was almost never a guest.Yara stared at her wrist. She was an hour late for their meeting. She wondered if Mr Fel had though
Yara pushed herself off the comfortable leather of the Benz. She heard a faint squish before peering through the windscreen from the back seat. A look through it made her realize they were not anywhere near the park. Hell, they had not even made it past Grayson's gate. She watched the sky high silver gate roll open slowly. She tapped her foot on the floor, with her pointer and middle fingers drumming against her head. That was the only thing that kept her from snapping at the bald headed gate man who stood watching the gate with the remote control in his wrinkled right hand. Her temper had gotten worse these past few days. Maybe it was because she was drawing nigh to day she would go into labour.She was about rolling down the glass to snap at the man, when the gate finally came open and the car resumed it's motion. She blew out a breath and let her back land on the chair. Yara closed her eyes for a few minutes in a bid to clear her head. What was she planning to do? She had no rea
"Yara please... I need you to for...give... I'll explain, okay? Let's just meet up..."My nails were digging into my skin at this point and I didn't mind the pain. Several thoughts ran through my mind at that moment as I waited for her to finish speaking. _Why did she even still have my number? Could it mean that she was actually shameless?_She felt her lips tugging up at that thought as she ignored the heavy breathing on the other end of the line. Just when my lips had curved into a full smile, a silly voice at the back of my head came crashing into my thoughts. _Or maybe it has something to do with the countless missed calls you give him on a daily basis with different numbers_. My smile fell at that moment and once again, she was filled with rage. If my subconscious was a person, she would have stabbed the living daylight out of it. At that moment, she became aware of David's voice at the other end of the line. She was only able to make out something about meeting him at a cer
The house greeted her with it's usual gesture, the silence resonating more than it had ever done. Her fingers brushed against the wooden lintel as she made her way into the sitting room, echoes of her footsteps thrown back at me with every step I took. Unsure if she was still in control of my body, she drifted further into the living room until she was well past it. Yara stepped onto the wooden staircase, my hand finding the banister as she moved up. Even with the left banister supporting her weight, she felt like she would trip at any moment and she would have grabbed onto the other banister if it wasn't miles away from my reach. _Fucking exaggerated staircase._After what seemed like ages, she found her way to her mother's study. She dropped down on the rotating chair in the middle of the room, feeling the leather crease under my weight. The impact caused her to spin around for a second before the chair came to a standstill. Yara stared at the monitor that faced me before my eyes
Yara glanced at her phone screen for the umpteenth time, resisting the urge to pick it up. She had been tempted to call Cara from the minute she informed her that she would be leaving for her honeymoon. It would only be right for her to call to check if they had arrived safely but then she didn't want to disturb her or interrupt her time with Covey. If they had arrived much earlier than planned, then her call would be a disturbance. After much thought, she decided to call her the next morning. At least then she would be sure she wasn't disturbing her. She let out a sigh, rolling over on her bed. The moment she cancelled out calling Cara from her mind, the next name that popped up in her head was Angelina. She hadn't spoken to her in a while and although she knew she probably wouldn't pick up her call, she grabbed her phone and rung her up..After about three trials, she gave up, deeming it pointless. She groaned, tossing her phone aside. Just then, her ringtone blasted through the
One of Covey's hands left Cara's waist, the grip of the other tightening to make up for the loss. His fingers trailed around the hem of her top for a moment before moving upwards. She let out a moan when his hand unclasped her bra and kneaded her breast. His lips left hers, allowing her to catch her breath while he sucked on the nape of her neck. "Covey," she moaned, feeling lightheaded. She was vaguely aware of the elevator arriving on their floor before a ding sounded and the door opened. Covey seemed completely unaware of the fact as his hands continued roaming every part of her body while his lips worked wonders. Covey nibbled on a particular spot, driving her completely over the edge. She let out a loud moan, shutting her eyes while relishing the pleasure. The things he did to her. She reopened her eyes to find a pair of eyes trained on her. She was speechless for about a minute before she finally found her voice. "Covey," she whispered, still staring at the people standing
"Who is Kiki?"The question came tumbling out before Cara could even stop herself. Corey stared at her for about a minute without speaking. She was starting to think that the network had begun to disturb until she heard his voice again."No one important.""No one important?" Cara repeated, raising a brow, "The bitch called some hours ago faking some damn congratulations. And yeah, she mentioned being close to you and you're saying she's no one important!? She told me shit about your ex like I care about your past? For all I know, she's probably some deranged lunatic who needs to be looked into""Hey, calm down," Corey said and she rolled her eyes. "I can't calm down when I know that there's a creep out there who happens to be close to you. Should I not be disturbed? Babe, you can't possibly expect me to be calm. At least let me know what she has to do with you."Cara's shoulders had slacked a bit and her voice probably sounded whiny but she did not care. "I told you already, she's
"We hope you enjoy your stay here," the receptionist said, a warm smile gracing her face. Cara returned the smile as she extended her hand to collect the key card from her. The receptionist looked like she couldn't be more than twenty. Highest, she'd be in her early twenties. "Thank you," Cara said, still maintaining her smile. The receptionist nodded, keeping on her own smile. The nod caused the wine red hijab she wore, which matched her uniform, to ruffle a bit. Cara spun around afterwards, concluding that everyone in Qatar was nice. Ever since she and Covey arrived, all the people they met had been nothing but warm to them. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen Covey in a while. He was supposed to meet her ages ago but he was nowhere in sight. She glanced around the almost empty reception in hopes of seeing him. While her eyes roamed every corner of the place, a tap on the back made her jump. She spun around to find Covey smiling at her. "You. . ."She pressed her lips together
Grayson pulled her closer into his arms. It was awkward because the light were on and it constantly reminded her of what she was about to give in to.She remained rigid. Her body was melting in his arms and her ovaries screamed for his touch but she did not show it. She fought the sudden urge to be kissed senseless. She hated that she was vulnerable because his scent was intoxicating, further playing with her senses, and her walls further breaking down.She had to do something fast before she gives in to her body so she pulled away from his hold."You're mad about the wedding?" Grayson whispered. The room was suddenly looking dim. While he had inquired from her, he turned to his bedside table and switched off the dolphin blue bed lamp. He had intended to leave it on while he switched off the lights. But Yara didn't want that.Yara's heart beat accelerated. The suddenly dimness further increased her desires. "I'm not just mad about the wedding. I just want to sleep peacefully." She s