Miranda’s P.O.VA look of amusement spread across is glorious face as he leaned against the doorframe with an outstretched arm. “Eavesdropping, were you? Didn’t expect that from you,” he tsked and then shook his head in fake disappointment. I dipped my head in dismay. I’ll admit that what I did was really shameful, and now I looked like a toddler who had been scolded for drawing on the wall or something like that. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” I mumbled and then bit my lip. All the while, I was still on the floor, my butt stationed on it. He laughed briefly before he offered his hand to me which I took, only to end up landing on his chest. My hands flew up to his pecs to steady myself so that I didn’t land smack dab on him, his smooth and glistening skin making contact with my palms. My eyes began to trail all over and downwards on their own accord, not hesitating to admire the well-defined contours of his abs, deep v-line and happy trail. When my eyes then met his blazing ones, I
Third Person’s P.O.VAfter last night’s ordeal, Michael ended up oversleeping and ended up having to buy a new outfit for work. He had been so exhausted from feeling restless from most of the night that he woke up around seven. With the speed of lightning, he ordered a new suit from the boutique downstairs of the five-star hotel he had ended up staying in for the night. He ended up arriving at the office a little over eight, and he was shaken up to say the least.Entering his office, he blew out a tired breath and took a seat on his cream leather swivel chair. He was lucky that everybody seemed to be in a frenzy about some meeting that was supposed to take place that he had slipped in almost unnoticed. It wasn’t long before he powered up his PC and got to his duties, which brought him a sense of calm and ease.The company which he worked for was Hux & Co Marketing Consultancy. It was basically the largest marketing firm in the whole state, and one of the most prominent companies in th
Davien’s P.O.VIt was never my intention to get involved in someone else’s problems but when I saw Miranda being carried off by her husband plus seeing her with literal blood dripping down her face, I couldn’t help but feel disturbed. When she had fled from my presence that night, I couldn’t quell the urge to follow her and that’s when I saw exactly what she had seen.Michael Kidman is nothing but a filthy, loathsome bastard. A bastard who just so happens to be employed at my company, or future company to be more precise.I spent my fair share lurking about the shadows, making sure to not draw too much attention to myself whenever it came to my father’s company. I’d been raised to be the next in line, and personally I thought being the head of Hux & Co was my birth right. My father spent most of his years making it what it is now but, in the process, he’d exerted himself too much and now he has an underlying heart condition. Soon enough he’d have to retire, and let’s just say that I w
Miranda’s P.O.VIt was not even midday yet and I had already been thoroughly humiliated. When that woman called Penelope barged into Davien’s house and started accusing me of hooking up with him, I felt extremely mortified. My cheeks flamed so much and I wished the ground would just swallow me whole. After she’d gotten all my measurements, she gave Davien a scathing look before she exited. Davien released a heavy sigh and rubbed his forehead with his hand as he turned towards my direction. “I am so sorry about that. My dad always sends Penny over whenever he thinks I’m up to some tomfoolery,” he muttered lowly, and I nodded in understanding.“It’s okay. She seems like a…nice person,” I remarked coyly, and smiled weakly. On the inside, I was feeling like somebody had just posted a picture of me butt naked on the internet for the whole world to see.He looked at me through thick lashes, tilting his head to the side. “Nice? That woman is a massive jerk. All she ever does is tattle on me
Miranda’s P.O.VSo, I spent the majority of yesterday alone doing whatever I pleased. The morning passed and then just like that, it was evening. I was expecting Davien to have been back by the time it was dinner; I had gone all out just to make a special meal for him to show my gratitude but he didn’t show as I had anticipated. I was starting to get worried about him, but I didn’t bother to call since I didn’t want to come off as the nagging type. Michael had yelled at me many a time for calling him when he stayed out late, probably banging Camille or doing actual work, and let’s just say this one time he got severely pissed about it that he came straight home and slapped me so hard I thought I saw stars.After eating, I cleaned up and placed Davien’s food in the oven with a note left on the fridge. I went to bed with a heavy heart, once again, still pondering over where my life was going. How far was I going to get with this? I feel like I’m just lying to myself thinking that my lif
Davien’s P.O.VDonovan Griffins and I had been friends for as long as I could remember. I cannot exactly recall how we got about to befriending each other, but let’s just say that man had been the persistent one since day one. While I’m more of a recluse and prefer my own company most of the time, Donovan is more outgoing and quite the womanizer. With his playful ways, I still wonder how he’d even managed to pull through law school and even rise to prominence as one of the most highly decorated divorce lawyers in the country. Who knew that one day his chosen area of expertise would actually come in handy?I instructed my driver to take us to the law firm at which he worked at; Wilmar & Lathan LLP. It’s by far one of the largest law firms by revenue in the world, boasting a team of about 2 500 lawyers working under different specialities. Donovan, that lucky son of a gun, had wound up being hired and his career has skyrocketed ever since. He’d even handled divorce settlements for quite
Third Person’s P.O.VIt was yet another day for Michael, another day of him not knowing where his wife was. His stomach was in knots and he was highly irritable because of it, and the fact that the account he was working on for some up-and-coming jewellery line was not as easy as he thought it would be. Normally, he’d be able to get away with charging a lot more than company policy and he would deposit it into his bank account. And boy did he always make it rain.But it wasn’t the case with these people from Gewel Co. They were so hard headed and stingy, it was impossible to work with them. They were giving him hell, wanting the best type of treatment in terms of ad campaigns, slogans and product management…and yet they wanted to pay the bare minimum. It was insane!Michael entered the building, having gotten back from the office of the owners of Gewel Co, and he could fell a strong migraine forming behind his eyes. It was already four in the afternoon, meaning he’d spent a lot of tim
Miranda’s P.O.V I grew up in a home filled with love, with two parents who loved each other to bits. As such, I thought that I could grow up and have the same for myself. But all that life had given me is struggle after struggle and I think I am pretty much done with that. The word divorce brings a bitter taste to my mouth, but I’ve reached my breaking point and I’m assured that it’s the best move.At first, I had my reservation about this Donovan character that Davien introduced me to. I mean, the man is clearly a Casanova from the way he kept flirting with me every now and then, but somehow managed to pass it off in a professional manner. I could also tell that he was very experienced in his job, and that under his care, this divorce will happen sooner than later, and I’ll walk away with what’s rightfully mine…even though my situation is a little different than most.He told me that the divorce filing would take a couple of days, and only then would the papers be delivered to Michae
8 Months LaterMiranda’s P.O.V“I’m so jealous of Davien right now. I know Angela would never do any of this for me,” Jeremy huffed as he put up the last of the decoration in the dining room.Angela stuck her tongue out at him before making her towards the table, putting the utensils into place. “Firstly, you’re an ingrate so no matter how much I do for you, you always find a way to under appreciate it and me in the process. I’ve given up on trying to surprise you after that whole lingerie incident,” she pointed out with a scowl.My eyebrows rose in intrigue. “Lingerie? You never told me about that. Please do tell me what happened,” I beamed, bringing over a bouquet of orchids to be the centre piece.“Well, for our one month anniversary, I might have made a trip to a store and bought us a matching set of lingerie. Jeremy here wasn’t at all pleased about it,” she huffed with an eye roll.Jeremy gave her a flat look. “Are you kidding me? Your set was sexy as hell but mine? That was a fr
Third Person’s P.O.VSome hours later, Miranda was tied up on a chair in some abandoned warehouse looking place, blindfolded. As soon as they landed, she had had her vision obscured, for some reason. It’s not like she would know where they were anyways or have anyway of contacting anyone about her location. Whilst everything that was happening threatened to make her have a freak panic attack, she relied on breathing patterns. It had already been a couple of hours and the atmosphere was becoming too tense for her to breathe. Now that she thought about it, the food she’d consumed on the aeroplane was quite horrendous. Yet again, what did she expect from a plane chattered by Michael, some gold-digging cheap skate? It had given her indigestion, probably because her baby had rejected it too.Her baby… She’d been thinking about the child nonstop. Miranda had never quite thought about motherhood before but after this morning, it was all she could think about. With Michael, he had made it cl
Davien’s P.O.VOf all the news I’ ever received in my life, besides just hearing that the love of my life went missing a short few hours ago, this is by far the most numbing of all. I was so dazed by the doctor’s words that I dropped my phone and stood there in paralysis.All colours must have drained from my face because the bodyguards rushed to me to check if I wasn’t having an aneurysm or something of the sort. Mathias picked up my phone and ended the call, before placing it on the huge mahogany work desk. “Sir, are you okay? Would you like me to call an ambulance?” he asked warily but his words fell upon deaf ears.My whole world had literally tilted on its axis. On the one hand, I felt this inexplicable elation at the thought of having a child with Miranda but then the harsh reality was that she was currently still at large, which only made the situation more dire. The door to my office burst open and my mother strolled in, eyes bright and lips red as always, dressed in an elega
Miranda’s P.O.VAs Michael forced me along the side path we were walking on, I made a mental note to not panic because that wouldn’t be good for me or the baby. Plus, that’s what he wanted, for me to be scared and whimper in his presence but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. I’d already made a fool of myself in his presence multiple times, I wouldn’t be doing that again. “This is a little over the top, don’t you think?” I said in a snide tone, and I earned a scowl from him. “I knew you were desperate, but this is really low. I just don’t understand why you can’t get over me even after all those horrible things you said and did to me. If you loved me, then you’d have never done that shit,” I sniffed, and he pressed the gun harder into my back.For a moment, he pulled me into a conveniently placed alley along the way and had me pressed against the wall. “I was very blind back then, and I thought I didn’t love you. It only took losing you for me to realise that you are the lo
Miranda’s P.O.VYou know, as someone who had been a fan of romance novels and films alike in my teenage years, I always found it very astounding when a female lead would unexpectedly wind up pregnant with the child of the hot and charismatic male lead, in fact, it was a popular trope for me. But now that the exact same scenario was happening in my life, all I could feel was complete numbness.Me…pregnant? I am pregnant, with Davien’s kid?I hadn’t thought about it much when I’d skipped my period some days ago, call it an oversight on my part but I thought the monthly bleeding was bound to show up any minute now. When the doctor smiled at me broadly, I just sat there like a mindless drone waiting for some shockwave to bring me to life. I’d hoped that I had some stomach flu, but this is a lot more serious than I’d anticipated. Was I really pregnant?“I can tell from your reaction that this is very shocking and most probably your first child. But I can assure you the tests are very concl
Miranda’s P.O.V“I just wish that I had a boyfriend who could take me out on fancy yachts and fly me to Paris for a romantic getaway,” Angela whined, a pout visible on her face. She was at her apartment whilst I was still some 10 000 feet in the air, a few of hours away from touching down in France.I laughed as I held the phone up. “This is not a romantic getaway, it’s business. Besides, I’m sure that Jeremy is a great boyfriend anyhow,” I argued lightly, resulting in her rolling her eyes at me.“He’s just no hot, half-Italian billionaire. Tell me, does Davien have any friends available?” she asked before her phone was abruptly grabbed from her and Jeremy’s face popped up on the screen. He didn’t look at all amused by Angela’s words, and a little frumpy from waking up from a nap I surmised.“I think this call had reached it’s end. Enjoy your trip, Mira babe. And pray that your stupid friend and I wouldn’t have killed each other by the time you come back,” he grumbled groggily before
Davien’s P.O.VI pushed the heavy weight with all my might for about the umpteenth time since I woke up. I had been at the bench press, trying to channel my inner frustration and pent-up stress into some time in my personalised home gym, even though working out since 2 a.m. in the morning can be deemed absurd by many. My upper body was so sweaty like I’d walked through the Sahara Desert, but instead of feeling like a piece of bacon on a grill, I felt refreshed and empowered. I was mainly aggravated due to this whole Kidman being on the run situation. Granted, I had hired a small army to protect Miranda at all times, but somehow that didn’t make me feel any less worried about her safety. It had only been a little over three weeks since Camille’s murder and still, the police had no idea where that bastard was hiding. I’d always considered the feds to be quite incompetent, but this just took it to another level. I mean, Michael didn’t even have that much influence or prowess when it cam
Third Person’s P.O.VHis getaway had been perfect but now, because of his recklessness, he was on the list of wanted criminals. It hadn’t occurred to Michael that he’d someday end up on Interpol’s radar, and it wasn’t as exhilarating as it was depicted in all those action-packed thrillers he’d watched over the years.Being on the run sucked because he had to keep a low profile and be always on alert. If he played his cards right, he might not end up ever getting caught and he’d be able to exact his revenge on Davien and Miranda. Their chartered plane had taken them all the way to Marseille, France where he’d purchased a sweet little home using one of his offshore accounts, he’d prepared months ago. It was where he’d stashed his secret money that he’d made from all the clients he’d dealt with at Hux & Co. Though dishonest, it was a very lucrative way to make money, and with all the down time he’d had to himself investing in other businesses under a guise, he’d made even more money tha
Miranda’s P.O.VI walked into the cafeteria; pulse unsettled. Tensions were still thick, since I’d found out my e-husband had murdered his lover just yesterday. I’d skipped lunch yesterday due to lack of appetite but today, I was really famished. I hadn’t eaten much in the morning and last night, even though Davien tried by all means to convince me to do so but I just couldn’t. The thought of ever having been entangled with Michael made my skin crawl and my stomach twist painfully.Exhaling inaudibly, I made it to the lunch line and got a serving of today’s special before finding my way over to our usual table. To my surprise, only Jeremy was occupying the space and he looked a little bit distracted. “Hey Jeremy,” I greeted before plopping down next to him.He glanced at me fleetingly and offered a half-hearted smile. “Hey, baby doll. Where were you yesterday?” he asked immediately, and I looked down at my plate in disdain. “I had a lot of work, so I couldn’t come to lunch,” I lied i