NOLAN
Alanna is driving me the fuck crazy.
I mean, I am losing my fucking mind standing here before her.
She has changed, she is different. She is no longer the girl I used to know before.
"Oh please, I am going to get a fucking drink, since we all want to act like this is normal," Chloe declares and storms away.
I wasn't going to go after her, I had had enough of her drama for one night, of course, she wasn't being overly dramatic this time.
In fact, her reaction is justified, I am trying not to allow my "Active imagination" as Alanna said to Chloe fly, else I would have been reacting the exact way Chloe is.
Ouch, Alanna, that was just stone-cold rude.
But I am losing my mind, how did she go from the helpless girl I married to this sophisticated, elegant woman right here?
Her eyes were still the brightest hazel green eyes I have ever gazed upon, her body was no longer slender, it was fully rounded, her breasts were more round now, her waist thinner and her butt firmer, and the way the dress she wore hugged her body in the right places.
Chill the fuck out, Nolan. I cautioned myself, I am a fucking married man.
A married man and here stood before me, my ex-wife, looking so refined, so beautiful, so hot.
I looked for her when she left. I did, but never found her.
I could hear Brad say something about some paperwork and the lady in a black dress and red hair who stood beside her exited the banquet hall to the back with Brad.
Now here we stood. Alone. My mind is raging with thoughts. I am losing my mind just staring at her.
Thousands of questions flooded my mind. But one question stood out.
WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN FOR FIVE YEARS, ALANNA.
"Alanna," I started, I wasn't sure what I was going to say, but I couldn't just stand here staring at her in silence.
She scowled at me, there was disgust in her eyes, it took me back to the day she had asked me for a divorce. She had the same look.
"Mr. Westbrook," she responded, her glare being replaced with a deadpan look, she was expressionless.
"Just Nolan would do," I muttered, I wasn't trying to make the meeting less formal but I wanted to get rid of the awkwardness and the immense tension in the air.
"I would rather address you as Mr. Westbrook and I would equally appreciate it if you called me, Ms. Alanna or Clarkson," she replied in a cold tone.
What the fuck happened to her. This Isn't the sweet Alanna that I knew back then, the lady who would make dinner for me and I would tell her it tasted bad just to spite her, and she would whip up another plate for me.
I cringed at my own thought, I was mean to her.
"Okay, if you insist," I smoldered, moving an inch closer to her, she smelt great, the cologne on her body smelled exquisite, and the fragrance of her skin smelled expensive.
"I am just surprised to see you, it has been five years, it is almost like you disappeared from the face of the earth and here you are looking….. Different."
I got nothing, no expression from her, she still appeared uninterested, and unimpressed.
I was trying too hard.
For fuck sake, I am fucking Nolan Westbrook, I shouldn't be trying this hard.
"Mr. Westbrook, I would appreciate it if you don't say things like that. Given our history, and acknowledging the fact that we were once married, I would prefer it that all interaction should be related to business,"
The fuck, she did not.
She just pulled the same diplomatic shit she pulled on Chloe on me. That was so embarrassing.
I was about to respond to her when Brad returned with the Assistant who had left with him earlier, she had a paper in her hands.
"Here is the legal paperwork, Ms. Alanna, I am sure you would find all the documents you requested properly filed" Brad announced as he strode back to where we stood. His presence gives me the irk. And it doesn't help when everyone thinks he is the responsible one.
"Thank you, Mr. Brad," she replied with a smile.
"The investors, shareholders, and stakeholders are waiting for your speech," Brad says with a pleasant smile, but I know him too well to know that he was faking it.
"Sure," Alanna says casually and follows him to the stage.
My mind began to connect the dots, she only has 13% shares of the company, and she doesn't have to make a speech. It is not like she is a major shareholder.
I was still deep in thought when Chloe returned with her father.
"Where is she? I hope she has left. "
I didn't bother to respond to her, I only gestured towards the stage where Alanna stood, she was introduced by Brad and handed over the mic.
"That attention-seeking bitch," Chloe cursed out.
I didn't respond, I was already at the peak of my "Chloe-related drama" for the day.
"Thank you very much, everyone," Alanna spoke with a smile, her voice sounding soothing and gracious, her wavy hair blown in synchrony. Her lips curved into one of the most beautiful smiles I have ever seen.
She is so breathtaking.
"I have gotten the opportunity to converse with some of the shareholders," she continued, "Although represented by my legal team, and I assure you LUCA EMPIRE is looking forward to the expansion, we were able to acquire more shares from other shareholders and now hold 40% shares in the WESTBROOK Empire,"
My jaw dropped, enough to hit the floor. What the actual fuck, she is now a major shareholder in the company I am the CEO of.
That means I would be seeing more of her.
This is not good, not good at all, especially when she is looking so damn gorgeous as this.
ALANNAThe look on Nolan's face when I announced I had 40 percent shares of his company was priceless. "This bitch," I could see Chloe mouth out the curse, her face consumed with spite and rage. I couldn't care less about Chloe. When I reached out to other investors to acquire their shares, I kept it quiet, I didn't want to come back as a shareholder, I wanted to come back as a major one. I sauntered down the podium as applause came from every angle of the hall. I walked down to where Nolan stood, he was still dumbfounded. "As a major shareholder, I would be coming about the company often, I will require an office," I paused, Brad was scribbling down all my requests in a notepad while Nolan stared at me. Chloe was already drunk, staggering to stand on her stilettos, while my father held her for balance. "You know what, I will just have my assistant Angela email all that to you, this would include your accounts, your numbers, I want to see them all,"Nolan's eyes widened in di
NOLAN"That fucking bitch, who the fuck does she think she is coming back from the dead…." I tuned Chloe's voice out, she had been cursing and spitting all kinds of words since we left the banquet hall. I was a little bit tipsy, I regretted having that shot of alcohol. I had not drunk liquor since the night of the drunken sex with Alanna. But today, I was so angry and anxious at the same time. All kinds of emotions flooded my being with Alanna's return. At one point, I was kind of happy to see her, she looked so elegant and beautiful. A lot had changed about her, but when she decided to play dirty and go to my shareholders to obtain their shares, all I could feel was anger. I worked my ass off to get the company to where it is now, after my father almost ruined it, with debt and embezzling funds, and investors were pulling out. But here comes Alanna from nowhere, owing a major share of the company I sweat day in and out to keep afloat. "Are you even listening to me?" Chloe asked,
ALANNAI hate this fucking town, no wonder I left. Coming back to this town and being the headline for one week was not the sort of attention I wanted, especially when I still have a lot of secret hidden away in my closet. I got out of the car and there were reporters everywhere, "Ms. Alanna, do you plan on getting back together with your ex-husband?" the slender body reporter asked, I sighed, I wasn't going to grace them with any form of response. We kept strong toward the building as they kept asking questions. "Do you plan to take away your sister's husband?" another reporter asked. I rolled my eyes, all they want to know is that. “I hate reporters and their no sense of privacy,” Angela continued with her whining as we made our way up the elevator of the Westbrook empire. "You need to get used to it, now that we are in the spotlight, you need to learn to deal with them," I muttered as we got into the elevator and Angela pressed the button leading up to the third floor.
NOLANAlanna would be the death of me, Alanna drives me crazy, literally, I am going crazy just staring at her. Why did she come back? To make me pay for all I did to her? To make me suffer? To make me want her more than I have ever wanted her before? "So let us start with why over two billion dollars of funds are unaccounted for in your account," a smirk formed on her face. Alanna is evil, she is the she-devil, here to drag me to hell with her.Brad swallowed, this was no news to any of us, we all knew about the missing fund, it took selling my soul to the devil to keep the company afloat and by the devil, I mean Alanna, if not for the missing fund, we would have not been looking for more investors and we would have not partnered with LUCA empire which turns out to be Alanna’s company.“Ms. Alanna can we discuss this in the office maybe some other time?” Brad spoke out, coming to our rescue, I was still trying to find my words and pacing, this is the effect Alanna has on me, she t
ALANNA"Does it remind you of when you called out my name, begging me to continue,"Nolan has always been the object of my every desire, whenever I wanted to get sexually aroused, Nolan’s face appears. He had been the only man who had touched me, who I ever wanted to touch me.My heart melts at Nolan’s name, my mind sink to the abyss of my innermost dirtiest desire at the mention of Nolan’s name."Mr. Westbrook" I was pleading, I knew I was at my breaking point, he was pushing me to the wall, pushing every buttons, he knew his game, he was poking me at the place I couldn’t resist"Does it remind you of when you asked me to stop but wanted more." he mutters with a stern look, there was something deadly about his gaze.I should have walked away, run, or gotten the fuck out of here, but I didn’t. I am no longer that scared girl he used to know, I am not weak. I should stand my ground, but as he moved closer to me, closing the distance between us, I could feel my knees go weak, my body fa
NOLAN "But if you try to get in my way, I will make sure I burn bridges and I don't mind if you are on it," she threatened. She meant it, every single word. There was something sinister about the way she looked at me, I can almost say she stared at me with evil intent. "Alanna I am not here to start a war with you," I commented, trying to keep my voice as low as possible, trying to stop the rage and anger that was already boiling inside of me. "Neither am I, Mr. Westbrook,"I rolled my eyes, again with this formality, earlier on when she called my name, I could see all the desire in them when she did. Call me crazy, but she had the same look when I would pin her to the wall, raise her nightgown and fuck her from behind while she moans to the wall loudly in all ferocity. "Then why are you digging into our account to find dirt on me?" I asked and she chuckled."There wasn't really much of digging, it wasn't hidden, even a blind man might see it if he looks harder,"And suddenly, a
ALANNA I am so exhausted, mentally and sexually.I have been craving sex so badly since I came back to this fucking town, my hormones have been raging. Was it the Nolan effect? Being in the same town with your ex-husband, the only man you have ever been with. That has to be sexually exhausting in some way. "Ms Alanna, are we going to pick up the twins?" Angela asked and a smile curved on my lips, my babies, my little bundle of joy. When I left Nolan and had my children, they became my life, my all, Lucas and Lucy, they became the essence of my existence. "Can you go ahead and pick them up, there are some things I need to take care of, I will meet you at home," I replied to her. She nodded and went ahead of me, she was good with the kids and it helped that they were also fond of her. Being a single mother and a top business owner can be exhausting, my mind flickers to the fact that I would be doing a whole lot now trying to hide away the children from their father, Nolan.I was a
NOLANBrad is a fucking dick!He is the worst kind of seemingly "Good" guy because he is not even great. " You want to take me to the board and you are telling me your plan beforehand, what kind of idiot are you?" He was about to cuter but I didn't let him get out any word. "What happened to the element of surprise, haven't you learned anything from working with me?" I added. He was scowling now, he hates me. I know, I also feel the same way about him. "Unlike you, Nolan, I am not a coward. I like fighting my battle face on, and not behind my opponent, waiting for them to put in all the work and just come back and rip the fruit,"I smirked, I knew all too well what he was talking about, "Don't tell me dear brother you are still bitter about that, that despite all your years of ass kissing you weren't still made the CEO," I wasn't asking.He moved closer to me, I didn't flinch, instead, I leaned against the wall, my hands crossed defensively. "I am not bitter about it, and it is