Raymond’s POVIt took a lot of discipline to hold myself when I saw Bianca walking down the stairs for dinner. The red dress she wore made her shine so bright, pulling everything including me to her. “Damn! Get hold of yourself, Raymond.” I reprimanded myself as the thought of grabbing Bianca from behind flashed through my mind as we made our way back to our rooms after the delicious meal Mrs. Jenkins and the kitchen staff had made. “Thank you for tonight.” Bianca voiced out softly as we got to the pathway where we both had to take different turns to our rooms. “I enjoyed myself.”“Same too, thank you for making it a beautiful night.” I replied, still trying to fight the passion welling up in my inside. As we stood close to each other, with the atmosphere getting hotter and thicker, I began to draw close towards Bianca. It felt like the taste of her was oxygen at the moment. I needed her. I had never been one to rush into things, but there was something about Bianca that made me
I slowly opened my eyes, taking in the warm glow of the morning light streaming through the windows. As I turned carefully to the other side, I was met with the sight of Raymond's peaceful face, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. I smiled, feeling a surge of love and gratitude for this man who had brought so much joy and happiness into my life.It's been seven months since I had started living with him and last month he surprisingly asked that I marry him and that we plan a proper baby shower where family and friends would be invited. Stealing one last glare at him, I blushed. Raymond was indeed my peace. “Yes!” I exclaimed softly, agreeing to the idea that just dropped in my mind. I was going to make Raymond one of my old signature dish I learnt from my mother.Carefully, throwing off the covers,I swung my legs over the side of the bed, trying not to disturb Raymond. I wrapped my night robe around my slender body, making sure to cover my already large baby bump.
“You slut!” Diego spat bitterly as his eyes met with mine. “I thought it was just a coincidence but it's really damn true.” He added his eyes, scanning me from head to toe. “I know you are drunk,” I replied, my once calmed eyes firing triggers at Diego. “ What the hell are you doing here?” Diego said no words but continued to look at me in a most scornful way like I was trash. “Wait, don't tell me you are following me?” I asked as the idea of it dropped in my head. “Is that how low you have reduced yourself to?” I sneered at him. “Don't flatter yourself, you bitch.” Diego shut back. “So it's true all along, you were really cheating on me during your vacation.” He added.“Stop it! I am way past all those dramas. See get this in your head, I don't know why you keep on following me, but I’ve moved on and I am happy in my new life.” Diego hissed and gave me a long stare just before he tried to brush his way in. I was still reeling from the shock of seeing Diego on my doorstep, but a
“You want what?” I asked, my eyeballs almost popping out from its socket in shock and a mix of amusement. As I continued to stare at him, I couldn't help but laugh hysterically in shock at the trash of a bombshell Diego just dropped.He wanted me back? After what he did to me? The absurdity was almost too much to bear. “He must be stupid to think that I would go back to him.” I thought in my head. But as I gazed at him, my laughter died down, replaced by a mix of anger and disgust. The baby kicked slightly in my belly, as if sensing my turmoil.I gave Diego a long, stern glare, my eyes boring into his. How dare he? Taking a deep breath, and with my heart pounding in my chest. I boldly closed the gap between us, looked straight into his eyes, and spoke so firmly and with a determined resolve. "You're dead dreaming, Diego. You are a joke."Diego's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't flinch. He just stood there, his gaze locked on mine, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. I fel
Diego's POV“Who does she think she is?” I barked out loud in my head as I settled into the driver's seat of my white SUV before slamming the door and stepping on the accelerator pedal, speeding out of Raymond's mansion. As I drove through the city, I held unto my steering wheel with so much rage.“No one goes against me, I always win, I was born to win.” I yelled out loud this time, my blood boiling red hot. “Who the hell is Raymond, what does he have that I don't?” I asked, my eyes glared at the rearview mirror, as it blazed with resentment towards my half brother, Raymond. Raymond had always seemed to have all that was supposed to be solely mine. Either he took them away entirely or I had to annoyingly share them with him. My father's love, his inheritance, and now... Bianca.The thought of it made me want to punch him so badly in the face. Overwhelmed with so much emotions as I continued ranting, I let out a menacing growl, my anger and frustration boiling over like a pot lef
Bianca POV“To the Ally firm.”“Yes, ma'am,” the driver nodded, taking me to my husband's company. It's been a long week without my husband and I miss him so much. I can't wait to see him and tell him all about my vacation. The vacation was all I needed to clear my head with a breath of fresh air.“Faster please” I don't know why the drive to the office seems slow. I brought out my phone browsing through my photos admiring the pictures I took while on vacation as I plan to show them all to Diego. Ohh, and he doesn't know I'll be coming back today,I plan to surprise him and maybe play naughty a little in his office. I giggled at the thoughts in my head.“We're here ma'am” the driver announced.“Ohh, thank you.” I thanked him and made my way to my husband's office.“Good day ma'am”“Welcome Mrs Diego”I smiled at the workers as they greeted me.“Is my husband in?” I asked his assistant“Yes but…” I didn't let her complete her words as I swung the door open, the yes is all I need to hea
BiancaMy soul screamed in pain, refusing my body the ability to hold life.I rose,trying to save myself some dignity but the pain got worse so I lay back down.I grabbed around for Diego but he already left the office with Juana following him. The security took my hands instead and helped me up, leading me out of the office,to the car.When I got in,the driver asked me where I would want to go and the only place I could think of was the hospital because of the immense pain I was feeling.Resting my head against the window,trying to assuage the pain,I ignored the passing scenery. The pain got worse,and my heart is clenching making it difficult for me to breathe.I felt it first,the grasp of death before I saw it. I screamed and told the driver to hurry up when the air in the car felt insufficient and suffocating.On getting there,I was rushed to the emergency room. It was amidst the intense pain that I passed out.*******As I slowly opened my eyes,the sterile scent of the hospital fi
BiancaI stopped falling and from the pull on my leg, I guess it wasn't my supernatural strength surfacing because I was dying.I tried opening my eyes to see my savior but at that moment, those hands pulled me up roughly and I banged my head against the walls and blanked out.*****“Ouch”My head hurts badly, light dancing in its raw form in my eyes the few times I tried opening it, causing me to shut it back.When I felt a bit stable,I opened my eyes again and noticed I was still in the hospital and in the same room I left.The memories are hazy,I clearly remember leaving this room to go up to the ledge. I remember falling off,I also remember being saved by someone and judging by the feel of their arms, it's a male.Was it Diego? No,it can't be. But what if he came back to me? A bit of me, extremely hopeful but delusional.Still trying to figure out what exactly happened, the doctor came in, smiling with relief.“The nurses told me you had woken up,Soni decided to come and check up
Diego's POV“Who does she think she is?” I barked out loud in my head as I settled into the driver's seat of my white SUV before slamming the door and stepping on the accelerator pedal, speeding out of Raymond's mansion. As I drove through the city, I held unto my steering wheel with so much rage.“No one goes against me, I always win, I was born to win.” I yelled out loud this time, my blood boiling red hot. “Who the hell is Raymond, what does he have that I don't?” I asked, my eyes glared at the rearview mirror, as it blazed with resentment towards my half brother, Raymond. Raymond had always seemed to have all that was supposed to be solely mine. Either he took them away entirely or I had to annoyingly share them with him. My father's love, his inheritance, and now... Bianca.The thought of it made me want to punch him so badly in the face. Overwhelmed with so much emotions as I continued ranting, I let out a menacing growl, my anger and frustration boiling over like a pot lef
“You want what?” I asked, my eyeballs almost popping out from its socket in shock and a mix of amusement. As I continued to stare at him, I couldn't help but laugh hysterically in shock at the trash of a bombshell Diego just dropped.He wanted me back? After what he did to me? The absurdity was almost too much to bear. “He must be stupid to think that I would go back to him.” I thought in my head. But as I gazed at him, my laughter died down, replaced by a mix of anger and disgust. The baby kicked slightly in my belly, as if sensing my turmoil.I gave Diego a long, stern glare, my eyes boring into his. How dare he? Taking a deep breath, and with my heart pounding in my chest. I boldly closed the gap between us, looked straight into his eyes, and spoke so firmly and with a determined resolve. "You're dead dreaming, Diego. You are a joke."Diego's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't flinch. He just stood there, his gaze locked on mine, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. I fel
“You slut!” Diego spat bitterly as his eyes met with mine. “I thought it was just a coincidence but it's really damn true.” He added his eyes, scanning me from head to toe. “I know you are drunk,” I replied, my once calmed eyes firing triggers at Diego. “ What the hell are you doing here?” Diego said no words but continued to look at me in a most scornful way like I was trash. “Wait, don't tell me you are following me?” I asked as the idea of it dropped in my head. “Is that how low you have reduced yourself to?” I sneered at him. “Don't flatter yourself, you bitch.” Diego shut back. “So it's true all along, you were really cheating on me during your vacation.” He added.“Stop it! I am way past all those dramas. See get this in your head, I don't know why you keep on following me, but I’ve moved on and I am happy in my new life.” Diego hissed and gave me a long stare just before he tried to brush his way in. I was still reeling from the shock of seeing Diego on my doorstep, but a
I slowly opened my eyes, taking in the warm glow of the morning light streaming through the windows. As I turned carefully to the other side, I was met with the sight of Raymond's peaceful face, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. I smiled, feeling a surge of love and gratitude for this man who had brought so much joy and happiness into my life.It's been seven months since I had started living with him and last month he surprisingly asked that I marry him and that we plan a proper baby shower where family and friends would be invited. Stealing one last glare at him, I blushed. Raymond was indeed my peace. “Yes!” I exclaimed softly, agreeing to the idea that just dropped in my mind. I was going to make Raymond one of my old signature dish I learnt from my mother.Carefully, throwing off the covers,I swung my legs over the side of the bed, trying not to disturb Raymond. I wrapped my night robe around my slender body, making sure to cover my already large baby bump.
Raymond’s POVIt took a lot of discipline to hold myself when I saw Bianca walking down the stairs for dinner. The red dress she wore made her shine so bright, pulling everything including me to her. “Damn! Get hold of yourself, Raymond.” I reprimanded myself as the thought of grabbing Bianca from behind flashed through my mind as we made our way back to our rooms after the delicious meal Mrs. Jenkins and the kitchen staff had made. “Thank you for tonight.” Bianca voiced out softly as we got to the pathway where we both had to take different turns to our rooms. “I enjoyed myself.”“Same too, thank you for making it a beautiful night.” I replied, still trying to fight the passion welling up in my inside. As we stood close to each other, with the atmosphere getting hotter and thicker, I began to draw close towards Bianca. It felt like the taste of her was oxygen at the moment. I needed her. I had never been one to rush into things, but there was something about Bianca that made me
The ringtone from the telecom I hadn't noticed its presence until it rang jolted me off my sleep. “Ma’am, dinner is ready and Mr Raymond is already seated waiting for you.” The caller let out immediately I picked up the phone. “Okay, I’ll be out in a few minutes.” I answered quickly just before dashing into the bathroom. I felt disorientated.How had it gotten so late? I had meant to just rest for a little while, but I must have fallen asleep. I quickly turned on the shower and stepped under the warm water, feeling it wash away the remnants of sleep.As I showered, I couldn't help but think about how my life had changed in just a couple of weeks. It seemed like just yesterday I was left broken and confused not knowing the next step to take after that crazy Diego had taken the house. And now, here I was, living in a luxurious penthouse and dining with a wealthy businessman. It was all so surreal.I quickly finished my shower and got dressed in a beautiful red dress that Mrs. Jenkins
It was about ten to fifteen minutes after I settled into my room when one of the staff knocked softly on my door, announcing lunch was ready. “Damn, what way was it again?” I murmured in frustration, my eyes darted to the left and right as I tried to decide which way it was that led to the dinning. “Ma’am!” A voice called from behind immediately I took the left turn. “You are going the wrong way.” “But why would someone live in a house this big?” I murmured beneath my breath as I turned to face the owner of the voice that called out. “This way, ma’am.” She gestured, her eyes gleamed with genuine service as she smiled. “Tsk!” As I followed the lead of the staff I walked in awe. I had never seen someone live in a house this big. It was literally a house that could fit almost three or four generations together. “Hope you settled in fine.” Raymond's calm voice rang in the air immediately as I drew closer to the table. Without uttering a word, I nodded. For some weird reasons, the
Bianca's POV “Who was this Raymond guy really, I thought in my head as I sat stunned in silence crossed by the seat belt on the private helicopter which was soaring above the earth.”As the wind whipped through my hair, I tried to have a grasp on what had just happened. One minute, I was in the hospital, reeling from the news of my pregnancy. The next, Raymond was whisking me away in a helicopter, taking me away from the city I had ever known.I had watched a lot of Cinderella, kind of romantic scenes while growing up but never had I known or ever thought my life would one day be like one of those scenes. As I gazed out the window, I couldn't stop my mind from going back to the web of thoughts and options of who Raymond was. He was so calm and collected, even in the face of chaos. And yet, there was a sense of power and authority about him that was unnerving.“Where are you taking me to?” I blurted out as I twisted my face in fake anger, my eyebrow contorted into a furrow. The tr
Raymond’s POV I stormed out of the hospital room, feeling frustrated and irritated. “Argghhish! How can someone be so blindly stubborn?” I let out as I ran my fingers through my already scattered black hair. “Couldn't she see that I am just trying to help her?” I added in frustration as I leaned my back against the white painted wall. “I wasn't asking for anything in return, no strings attached. Just pure, genuine concern for her well-being.I paced back and forth in the hospital corridor, trying to wrap my head around her behavior. She was clearly hurting, both physically and emotionally. But every time I tried to reach out to her, she pushed me away. It was like she had built a wall around herself, and she was determined to keep me out.“But why do I care so badly?” I questioned myself as I stopped in my tracks. “Why can't I just walk out? Why do I feel a constant need to always keep her safe?” I sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and concern. I knew I couldn't give up on her