Brad stared at the Café he was going to meet Paris and hesitated.When he first got her call and heard her say she wanted to speak to him, he was so excited that he rushed to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, trimmed his stubble, and took his bath.He wore a white polo shirt, black jeans pants, and white sneakers. He used his favorite cologne and only left his house after carefully observing his reflection in the mirror.It was a good thing Paris had set their meeting to take place forty minutes later because it gave him ample time to get ready. However, now that he was staring at her car which was parked in front of the Café, he was filled with fear.He had earlier seen Paris kissing another guy. What if she wanted to say goodbye to him? He felt a knot in his stomach but knew that he could not keep her waiting for much longer.Eventually, he got out of his car and went into the Café. As she saw him approaching, Paris began to feel uneasy.He looked more handsome than he did when she s
Paris quickly turned Brad over since he was lying on his belly. She checked his breathing and realized he was unconscious."What happened to you?" She cried.She struggled to lift him from the ground and put him in the back seat of her car. Afterward, she thought about who to call and realized there was no one from his family whom she knew.She decided to take him to her family's hospital and quickly drove away in her car.At the hospital, she sat down and stared at him as he laid unconscious on the bed. She recalled how he had told her that he didn't feel too good. At the time, she had thought he was lying and just wanted to ride with her.Nevertheless, she let him ride in her car and told herself that it was goodbye after all. What if she had refused and driven away? What if he had slumped by the side of the road and wasn't rushed to the hospital in time? Or what if she didn't come out of her car at the bus stop and quickly drove off?Her hands shook as she thought about everything
Paris turned her attention away from everyone and quickly went on her knees, hugging Angel as she asked, "What are you doing here, honey?""I scrapped my arm," Angel replied sadly while showing Paris an injury she had sustained while playing at home."Her parents and daughter's nanny all came into the elevator at this time, while ignoring Brad who had moved to the side to make room for them."Good evening, everyone," he said but only the nanny answered his greeting. He was still shocked that a little girl who looked just like he did when he was a kid had called Paris 'Mommy' and Paris was truly acting like her mother at that point, asking the little girl how she hurt her arm with eyes brimming with tears.As he stared at the little girl, he could also see a little resemblance to Paris and she seemed to be around six. This could only mean one thing; the little girl was his daughter with Paris. This meant he had gotten her pregnant that night.He could not blame her for not telling him a
PARISMy heart skipped a beat. Of course, Brad figured it out. He didn't ask me about Angel's identity but spoke about her in a way that showed he was sure of what he was saying."I think you should worry more about your health first," I told him. "If there's anything for us to talk about, we'll do it afterward. Goodnight."I was about to hang up when he said, "Hold on, Paris. First of all, I want to thank you for bringing me to the hospital. You chose to save my life when you had the opportunity to be rid of me forever. I also want to thank you for unblocking my number. I really appreciate it.I've spoken to the doctor and he said I will be discharged first thing in the morning. I will eat healthily and follow the doctor's directions. That is a promise.I am strong enough to walk. Please let's meet tomorrow, I'm really anxious.""Fine then, I'll call you in the evening," I replied before hanging up.I sighed and threw my phone on my bed. I could not deny that I was very scared. If Br
Paris folded her arms and smiled, "You know, I heard you were dying and even though you don't deserve any sympathy from me, somewhere deep inside, I felt sorry for you.I felt sorry for the boy who ended up having a whore for a mother. After seeing you throw yourself at men in the club and getting rejected, I felt disgusted and didn't want to spend another second there.But thinking about it, you seemed really pathetic, so I made the effort to come here.""For what?" The woman snapped. "To gloat? You call me a whore but are you any better? I guess you do the same thing I do, you just have age by your side. I was more beautiful at this age you know and it was all natural.I can see you went under the knife and worked on your horrible nose. Your bag looks expensive and so do your shoes and clothes. What are you here to brag about? Aren't you being funded by a man? Or are you going to tell me you went to the club to feed your eyes?You ruined my life, my career, and my dreams, Paris, and
"Please, come inside," Brad said to Paris as he opened the door and made room for her.She walked into the house and her eyes darted around the house, "Nice place you got here.""Thank you," Brad replied. "Please sit down."She shook her head, "No, it's fine. I won't be long. You said something on the phone last night and that's why I came here. You seem to be under some kind of misconception or illusion about the little girl who called me mom at the elevator last night."Brad shook his head, "No, there's no such thing, Paris. Let me show you something."He dashed into his bedroom and came out with a photograph. On it were a man and woman, seated with a little boy in their midst.Paris instantly knew who the little boy in the picture was because he had the same facial features as her daughter. The resemblance was undeniable.Brad observed her expressions as she stared at the picture, but she gave nothing away."So?" She asked, handing the picture back to him. "What does that prove?"B
BRADIt felt like a dream but I had finally made progress with Paris. I still could not believe that I was a father to a little girl and when I walked into the home of the Lawsons and came in front of the man Paris knew as her father, I faltered, especially because our first meeting had ended with bad results for me.He seemed surprised to see me at first but then his expression relaxed and he focused his gaze on Paris.She sat beside him and greeted him fondly before saying, "I brought Brad to meet his daughter.""Go...good evening, Sir," he stared at me for a brief moment without a reply and turned his attention back to Paris."If you have decided to let him meet his daughter, then you can take him to her," he told her and I heaved a sigh of relief.I followed behind Paris who led the way to a pink-colored bedroom. It was decorated with so many toys and teddy bears that what I held in my hands seemed insignificant.The little girl was watching a cartoon while sitting with her nanny
PARISI had deliberately left Brad with Angel so they could spend time alone and I asked her nanny to stick around until she went to sleep because I wanted to shower.I had thought Brad would call me to let me know when he wanted to leave. I was about to dry my hair when I heard a knock on my door.I thought it was the nanny but to my surprise, Brad was the one in front of my door. I knew my dad was still in the living room and he was a light sleeper.He would have stopped Brad from coming up to my room unless he was convinced I wanted him in my room. The fact that he didn't stop Brad, meant he had sneaked past him and that was enough to make me doubt his intentions.I knew clearly how I felt around Brad and I wasn't letting myself fall for his plan, whatever it was.I folded my arms and asked in a harsh tone, "What are you trying to do, Brad?"He chuckled, revealing his dimples which always reminded me so much of my Angel, "Relax, Paris. You sound like I'm your enemy.""You can be my
MIRANDA The expression on the faces of everyone turned into shock. Seeing that I looked serious, the lady at the counter said, "Calm down, Ma'am. I will call Mr. Duke right away and inform him."At this point, a man walked up to the counter. From the way he was dressed and the way all the employees at the counter greeted him respectfully, I could tell he was a prominent figure.One of the employees picked up a card from a bunch on the counter and handed it to the man, saying, "Here's an invitation to the boss' launch party tonight. It's mandatory to show up with the invitation, sir."The man smiled and accepted the invitation card, saying, "Thank you, I will surely be at the party."As the man turned and began to walk away, I stared at the heap of cards and thought, "So that arrogant man is throwing a party, huh? I wonder how he would react if I gate crashed it. Would he send me back home just as I want?"I suddenly became excited as I thought about what I could do at the party."I'm
MIRANDA My so called husband stared at me in shock and scoffed, "What effrontery!""Sammy, what are you still doing? Throw this piece of trash out of my house before I lose it."I rolled my eyes, "As if I want to be here! You must be crazy upstairs, which explains why you can't speak without raising your voice, old man. Pick on someone your own size and news flash, I would be more than happy to leave this place."A few other domestic staff had arrived at this point and they were all staring in surprise. The man looked at me in shock as though he could not believe I was speaking to him.He began to approach me and at this point, one of the domestic staff ran and stood in front of me. She seemed a little older than me and was beautiful too.Sammy tried to speak to him but he pushed him away. I folded my arms, feeling so happy that he wanted me gone. When he got close to me, the girl in front refused to budge. The man stared at her in surprise and it made me wonder who she was."Who the
MIRANDA I had no idea what was going on there but seeing the look on the faces of my family members, I got an uncomfortable feeling. The woman was about to speak, possibly to explain whatever the hell was going on, however, I did not give her the time to do so.I couldn't go through the back because my mum was right behind me, so, I passed the woman and bolted out the door. I stood outside briefly, and came up with an idea; rather than to Collins, I would run to my cousin's for the time being, until I understood what was going on. I heard footsteps behind me and began to run without looking back."Please, don't abandon us when we need you the most," I heard a familiar voice and stopped.My mom walked up to me and turned me so I could face her. Tears kept falling from her eyes as she cried, "Please, Mira. Go with the woman and do whatever she says. This is the only thing I have ever asked of you.""That's a lie, mom," I replied. "You've asked me to do a lot of things over the years. T
MIRANDA I stared at Collins' departing figure and thought, "You'll change your mind once I get back, Collins."I continued running to the road to get a cab. I could not stop worrying that something had happened to my dad. My mom didn't seem like the patient when I heard her voice earlier. My elder brother, Sean, was strong and athletic so it could not be him also. This left me with my dad who had poor health from smoking when he was young and becoming hypertensive after we lost my sister. Once I got to the front of my house, I saw my mum pacing up and down. She stared at me in shock when she saw the way I was dressed. I had initially left through the back and planned to return through it because I wasn't allowed to wear such skimpy clothes and with good reason."Why are you dressed like a prostitute?" She asked angrily as she grabbed my arm and tried to wipe off the makeup on my face. She completely ruined it but that was the least of my problems."Mom, what happened?" I asked anxiou
MIRANDAI stared at my reflection in the mirror and nodded in approval. I looked really sexy in the short, black dress I had on. There was no way Collins would not go crazy if he saw me looking so hot.He had been my boyfriend for three years in high school and now we were both in our first year in the same college. However, he sent a breakup text to me last night.I couldn't find him all day in school but I learned about the party that would take place in his house. Even though I wasn't invited, I intended to gatecrash the party and give him the one thing he had been asking for.My constant refusal over the years was the same reason why he broke up with me but I loved him too much to let him go. If having sex with him was what I had to do to keep him, then I was getting laid tonight. I arrived at Collins' house a few minutes past six and saw that the party was in full swing. His family was well-to-do, so hosting a party such as that was a piece of cake for him, especially when his pa
Hi everyone, below is the synopsis of one of my latest stories. STORY TITLE: FORCED TO MARRY MY EX'S UNCLE SYNOPSIS Nineteen-year-old Miranda is forced to Marry Hazel; an arrogant billionaire who is flat-out mean and so done with women. She hates him with a passion and the feeling is mutual. Compelled to keep Miranda as his wife, Hazel becomes frustrated as she gets on his very last nerve, giving him tit for tat.There's a thin line between love and hate and, Miranda and Hazel are just about to find out. Would it be too late when they realize their feelings for each other?
LISAI reached out my hand in the morning to touch Adam but he wasn't on the bed. I opened my eyes and realized I was alone in the room.I sat up and smiled. I knew that Adam would be excited about the news I wanted to give him. From the moment I found out that there was a little life growing inside of me, I had been ecstatic and dying to tell him.However, I decided to give it a month and it was finally time. Since a month ago when Adam and I officially became a couple, he had been nothing short of sweet. He was the best man in the world and the one thing I wanted more than anything else was to spend the rest of my life with him.Our relationship had been drama-free and I couldn't be more grateful for that. At first, I feared that Clay had something up his sleeves, considering how much he used to hate Adam.Surprisingly, he had really made peace and now occasionally called to make light conversations with Adam. It made everyone happy, especially their Granny.I was even more grateful
ADAMAfter Lisa left, life felt boring. Reading her letter had been extremely excruciating, especially because I knew that my Granny had gotten to her.I couldn't even get upset with my Granny. I loved her too much, and I knew that she did what she did because she felt it was best for the family.I so badly wanted to talk to Lisa, to hear her voice even once, but I had to respect her wishes. It was the only way I could convince her that I really loved her.In the days that followed, I was forced to get along with Clay, who also seemed to have become very sad. At some point, I wondered if he genuinely loved Lisa, or if he was just upset that he did not have something to use against me anymore.Thanks to our Granny, we were forced to eat breakfast, lunch, and even dinner together. Each time we tried to miss anyone, she would suddenly become sick and create a scene. We knew her health wasn't too good, so we had to play along. I was upset with Clay, but a part of me still tried to forgiv
LISAI sat by the pool, feeling sad as I stared at the water.I was waiting for Clay's Granny, who had told me that she wanted to have a word with me.I was surprised by how Clay suddenly reacted. I thought I knew him. Even in the short time I met him, I didn't think he could be so selfish. I was so disappointed in him. But I was very happy, too, that Adam was not willing to give me up.For a moment there, I had been scared. As I listened to their conversation, I had thought that Adam would give in to his Granny's request, but he stood his ground. It meant he really loved me. His Granny soon arrived, and I smiled at her.She sat beside me and said, "Lisa, to be very honest, I have nothing against you. I've always been an open-minded person and I've always said that regardless of the girls my grandsons bring, I would give my blessings for them to get married because I want them to be happy.However, I want my grandsons to be at peace with each other, I want them to be happy and united