Dalia's POV I had just stepped into the hallway that led to my office when my personal assistant ran towards me with glee. You see, Isaiah eventually found out that his girlfriend was being mistreated in her working place. He asked her to quit immediately and as luck would have it, I was in need of someone who would assist me. Isaiah had submitted his girlfriend's work profile and I saw how efficient she was. Unfortunately, she wasn't recognised by the director. Isaiah taught his girl well. I frowned when she pointed at the basket of fruits and flowers. Then a letter came to view. "What is this?" I didn't collect the letter because I was a bit worried. What if it was from a secret admirer in this office? It would be weird to receive this from Eros. The smile on Tracy's face slowly wiped off. Her shoulders slumped. "Just check who it is." She tried again and something told me she opened the letter. Her character wa
I shrugged. If I had one on me, I would waste no time in draping it around her shoulders. "I wish I had one. You look ravishing. Always."She scoffed with a ridiculous look on her face. It has become a habit now. She never believed what I said. "Yeah right. I know you are horny, but you should keep it low.""Does anyone know you are this rude?" I mocked. I doubted anyone knew this side of her. And I am glad there is someone who shares my sarcastic side. Whenever we are alone, she always has a comeback.It was both annoying and amusing."Emily knows, which is why she never provokes me as much as you do." She clicked the roof of her mouth in annoyance. I know I am an asshole. Everyone knows me as a jerk, and I love being the indifferent one.It helped me look past my insecurities. Who would think the great and mighty Eros West was insecure? He managed to pull away from his influential family and make a name for himself.Everyone wants to hear his success story, but no one wants to go th
"I don't tolerate Betty," I defended, a little hurt that she was saying that about me. I will let her know that I care for a lot of people in my life. No, scratch that. I don't. If I truly cared, I would have taken the triplets under my wing. I would have called Athena every day to ask her about the process of her divorce. I would have taken care of her. We should have one as a family.If I truly cared, Echo wouldn't have to be a therapist. She needed help, yet proffered help to others. Look at the silly guy she ended up with! He can barely stand his ground in the presence of my parents. So miserable. I would have set up blind dates for her despite everything. She too was a victim of a perfectionist upbringing.If I truly cared, I would have followed Ajax. Post pictures of him and I having drinks together. That man was lonely. He felt that cracking jokes about his family made him special. He needed a woman in his life.Of course, he has a son. A son he hasn't told Hector and Gaia abou
Dalia's POV.I stopped humming.Poor Eros.Poor Eros.Poor Eros. I wish it didn't have to be like this. We are supposed to be seated, sharing memories together. But instead, He chose to share painful memories with me. It is a pity. Really."Icarus showed my parents his plans to become an athlete. Guess what he chose? A damn wrestler." Eros spat bitterly. He didn't even wait for me to answer his questions before answering them himself. He must be really in pain.From the corner of my eyes, I watched his relaxed position. The way he placed both arms at the back of his head so they acted like cushions. His left leg crossed the right and he seemed content sitting with me and telling me everything.I mean, I asked the question first. I didn't expect him to reply to me as usual. Then he started talking about his siblings. "Why are you so angry? What's wrong with being a wrestler?"Eros frowned. "He is a coward and a coward can't be a wrestler."I nodded my head like I agreed with his unlogi
Eros clapped his hands. "I bet you enjoyed the show. Watching me act like I care. See? That's why I am like this. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. My parents are perfectionists. They hate when something easy isn't up to standard and they use their children as a weapon to get what they want. They unknowingly planted hatred among us. We have kept it all to ourselves until you decided to pole around. They were all waiting for the one person to give them a push. Hector and Gaia will never forgive themselves for the pain they have caused us. Even if they try to amend the relationship, it won't be the same. They will be alone now." He ended the speech like the sayings of an old wise man.I gulped hard because he will be expecting me to say something better than he has said. I mean what can I say that will beat the ridiculous acts of his family members towards him. He must have been traumatized whenever he saw his siblings fight for power. He must have said to himself. One day, I wi
Dalia's POVTracy greeted me with another letter at my desk and when I asked her about it, she shrugged. Sighing, I drew one of the letters from the stack. I am really going to do this huh…The first paper was pink in color. Classic romance. My mind drifted to the conversation the both of us had at the pool. Something told me he was the one who sent these letters because how else can you explain it? He opened up to me last night!I hope we remain good together. It would be a shame for the both of us to separate after the talk last night. I opened the paper to read.Dear Dalia,Roses are red,Sky is blue,Of them all,I love you.My cheeks became suddenly hot and I folded the letter. What was that? It was the most cliche thing I have ever heard. Couldn't he find better pick up lines? I chuckled at the thought of him researching just to make me happy. His serious face and all…I couldn't hold the laughter. Imagining Eros writing down these words was hilarious. I guess I must have laughe
I opened the cap of the board marker. "Your team spirit." I wrote on the board.They all 'o' ed and I was once again the spotlight. "Every fashion company doesn't see technology as the fastest way to make money. But the economy is built on it. Would you like to come to a company to buy your clothes or order from the comfort of your homes?"They all replied the obvious."Good. Everyone would like to order from their homes right? But is that all? What about sizes? Heights? The correct shoe size? Body shape? Are you going to order that too?"Another raised his hands. "It's simple, I can easily input those things when I am placing the order. It is left for the company to give me what I want."I shook my head at his reply. He wasn't right and he wasn't wrong. I turned to the board again, drawing the outcome plan arrows I had seen online. "Good. But what if you aren't given what you wanted? What about those who aren't well versed in English? How are they going to type in their preference? W
Dalia's PoV"I miss you even now." Jeffery muttered and I could see how much he did. His eyes held so much regret. I nearly laughed at the irony. He looked around. "But look how well you have done. You are handling a team now and I can tell it wasn't easy getting here."I chuckled at his assumption. Of course it wasn't easy even as the wife of a billionaire. Eros would never give it to me if he knew I was going to mess it up. I just took up the position to make myself relevant. The fact I am pregnant doesn't mean I am immobile. The earlier Eros and Betty get it into their head, the better."I am married to Eros West," I choose to say instead. "How hard did you think it was?"Jeffrey clapped his hands in appreciation. "Bullshit. You don't like privileges. Remember the time I hired you? You asked me a million times why."I grinned as I recalled those times too. It wasn't far from then but I relished those days when I worked with Jeffrey and got to travel to different places. "Heavily pr
Dalia's POVThe days went by pretty fast. One afternoon, I was in the hospital, and the next, we were on our way to the West mansion. Eros didn't have to send a message like he usually did."You didn't leave the baby in the house, did you?" I asked Eros who looked better than he did a month ago. He barked out a laugh. "What? I already tucked her in."I sighed in relief. It happened sometimes because we were too preoccupied with each other. If Emily learns of this, she will take the baby from us permanently. I smiled at the thought.We were still in the first paragraph of the chapter. It was beautiful, just like I had always wanted. One time, I heard the maids discussing Betty. What she did when I wasn't around was nasty.Why would she seduce Eros? It was there that I learned that Eros had slept with her one drunken night. My heart sank at the discovery, but it was a long time ago. A long time, yet Eros hasn't said anything about it. Hold on a minute. I don't go about telling him abou
He had received the divorce papers, but they weren't signed. Good.Eros jumped at the vibration of his phone. He hoped it was good news. Then he frowned when he saw Emily plastered across the screen. He picked it up immediately. She hasn't spoken to him in a long time. He knew the reason."Dalia got into an accident. I will send you the address." She hung up and Eros panicked. He tried the number again, but it went straight to voicemail. Then the message came in. She was in Spain! He didn't mind. He would meet her anywhere. All he wanted was for her and the baby to be fine.The maids watched with hands folded as he turned the house upside down while preparing for the journey.They no longer saw Bethany Woods because they overheard Eros rejecting her during a heated moment. He said he loved Dalia and she was his wife. Betty had left with anger. Now, she has lost Eros as a friend too.***********It was a drunken mistake. Nick had swerved right into an upcoming truck. She had been lucky
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
The letters! Dalia mentally facepalmed. She should have kept it well. Away from Betty's hideous eyes. She thought she had them hidden.Eros' face was ashen in color and when he didn't say anything in reply, it occurred to Dalia that he already knew about it. Her heart sank deeper. She didn't think about telling him because it was nothing. Maybe when they went to the office the next-day, she would have told him about Nick. Only if he asked!A loud knock on the door pulled Dalia out of her thoughts. Eros sighed, making his way upstairs. "They are here again. Increasing by the minute all because of my foolish wife."'he called me his wife' Dalia realized with sadness. It was at that moment she knew that she fucked up. Now she has Eros in a tight spot. He may not look like it but Eros was enraged. It's just that he just apologized to her yesterday so it seemed like he was tired instead."I am sorry!" Dalia cried out. She didn't know what to say that would soothe him.Eros paused on the se
Dalia paced the room up and down. She was restless and could not place her butt somewhere. "Pick up, Emily!" She gritted out. How did it happen? Nick only grabbed her because she was about to leave! They were not doing anything like whosoever that took the picture was suggesting!Emily picked up at the third ring. "What the hell? Dalia!""Emily! What should I do? I know everyone has seen the picture. I don't think Eros should see it.""Eros should never see it. Go and see for yourself and make sure he doesn't have his phone around him."Dalia nodded, opening her door. She was down the stairs in a flash. "What should I do if he has already seen the picture?""I don't know. You love him, I don't." Emily's downcast voice dampened Dalia's spirit.Dalia could imagine her friend shrugging in helplessness. "I swear, it was a mistake!" She was still explaining to her dearest friend when she saw Eros with his phone. He wasn't looking at it but beyond it. He was looking at her. He knew about th
Dalia's POv.The next morning…I arrived just in time to see Tracy drop another letter on my desk. What is it this time around?! The letters were getting frequent! I am not in the mood for his pranks and silly antiques.I dismissed her quickly, snatching up the letter.I tore it open expecting to find cheesy lines, but I didn't see any."Come to the park by 7:00 p.m.; I have a surprise for you." Why would Eros ask me to come to the pack when he snubbed me on his way to work this morning. What surprise does he have for me? I folded the piece of paper in anger, dumping it into the trash bin.Tracy walked in with a cup of coffee. Just what I needed for my already puffy eyes. "Not in the mood? I have got just the right thing for you." She subtly eyed the dark shades sitting on my nose.I have nothing to say to her.I left work early because, I mean, who can stop me from leaving whenever I want to? Not even Eros, because I am pissed at him.The park was almost empty. It was evening, and
Dalia's POVShe was always right.My dear Emily.Why is she friends with someone as daft as me? She told me to confront Eros about Betty because she was biting more than she could chew. I have decided to take the bull by the horn today.I need to hear from his mouth whether he loves her or not. If he says he loves her, I will move out of the way, give birth to my baby, and divorce him. The baby won't have to live his life thinking he was born out of wedlock. When it comes to custody of the child, I won't allow him to get away with his misdeeds.The drive home was quiet as usual as I mused over the things Emily told me that afternoon. She expressed her anger for Betty and wished she met the bitch one more time. Her words, not mine.I entered the house to see Eros in aprons. He greeted me with a small smile, which made me confused. He has never smiled like this at me. The last time I saw him smile, only in a bigger version, was with Betty! My mood was already sour and damp."Your food m
Dalia's pOV. I found Emily later that afternoon slurping down her lunch. She had consumed two bowls already. It was noodles and boiled egg. Rosalind's Diner was an old Korean diner that specializes in homemade noodles. I almost snorted when she raised her messy face. A noodle got stuck at the side of her chin. Today she was putting on a blue belly blouse that revealed her smooth arms and palazzo jeans. From where I stood, I could see her belly button and her shaved armpit when she drank from the plate. "Eating lunch without me." Emily paused only to look at me before going back to her meal. "That's why I suggested this place." She said with mouth full. She looked wicked whenever she did that. "And I foolishly agreed with you." I turned to the woman sitting behind the counter. "A bowl of noodles and fried egg. Add extra spring onions, and chili." At the look of her confused face, I pointed at my baby bump. A look of realization clouded the form