Ophelia’s POV I winced in discomfort as the rays of sunlight seeped through the curtains, and shone on my face. I rolled over to the other side, with my eyes still squeezed shut, not wanting to move an inch from the warm and extremely soft bed that I was laying on.I sighed in respite when the intensifying light of the sun reduced on my face as I smiled to myself.I was just a wink closer to falling back to sleep when I heard a loud knock on the door, which made an exasperated groan leave my lips.I had to suppress the urge to snap at whoever was behind the door, as I fluttered my eyes open and yawned.Afterward, I rolled off the bed with sleep-clouded eyes and fell on my butt with a gentle thud which made me let out a disgruntled grunt.The fluffy beige-colored rug on the floor did well to alleviate the pain I should have felt for being so careless.Then, I got up from the floor, glanced across the room with hooded eyes as I scratched my nape and yawned tiredly again. The realizati
Ryan’s POV "It's a pleasure to finally have you as a business partner, Ryan," The elderly president of Moreno Softwares, Damon Moreno said to me as we shook hands, and I bowed to him in courtesy."Same here, Damon. I hope we remain partners for a long time," I replied, with a smile which he mirrored and nodded.Damon Moreno, though forty-three years older than me, was one of my most-trusted business partners in the software business, and I had invested some millions in his company some days ago to seal our newly-founded partnership."By the way, did you hear that Fernandez is hosting the annual charity gala this year?" Damon asked as I walked him to the entrance of the company where his driver was waiting with his car."Fernandez? The brat whose father died a couple of months ago?" I replied with a question of mine, and Damon nodded in affirmation which made me scoff.The brat was going to have squandered his dad's hard-earned wealth before the year ended with how reckless he was cur
Ophelia’s POV "Ophelia, are you okay?" Jason asked me when he noticed I had remained unmoving and frozen after Ryan left the living room.I concealed my fear, and nodded to him with a small smile, "Yes, I am,""I'm going to see what Ryan needs, I'll be right back," I told Jason and patted his shoulder before I trekked to the staircase, and climbed it with my heart in my mouth.It was obvious that Ryan was mad at me or at something I did to him, and no matter how hard I tried to rummage my thoughts to think of what I could have done, I just couldn't place a finger on it.With a deep exhale, I knocked on the door and waited for him to usher me in."Come in," I heard him gruff, and that only made me more scared as the thought of running into my room and bolting it from inside to hide from Ryan's wrath struck me but I shook the thought away and pushed the door open."You c-called me," I stammered as I stood with my hands clasped in my front, and at a reasonable distance away from Ryan wh
Ophelia’s POV Immediately, I flung the door to my bedroom open, I bounded right into the bathroom to throw up everything I had just swallowed. It got to a point when I just started dry heaving as I had puked out the entire contents of my stomach.I burst into tears as the stale odor of my vomit filled the air, coupled with the all-too-familiar taste of Ryan's cum that was still present on my tongue.At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to wipe myself off the surface of the earth.I had given up on everything before it even started.If I could, I would jump into a lagoon or lay on the railway tracks to leave the world but the thought of my dad, couped up in the hospital bed, and in terrible pain made me reluctantly shrug the decision off.The monster–Ryan had already paid me for my services, and it wouldn't be ethical for me to just leave like that.Even though I doubted he'd even feel bad if I die. The man was clearly heartless, seeing how he had talked to me while he was doing
Ophelia’s POV "Yeah, alright. As if you don't have a crush on Dylan. Stop lying to yourself, Ava," I scoffed with my phone held against my ear as I arranged my freshly-washed clothes into the walk-in closet."No, of course not. Eww, I don't like that guy, he acts too aloof and most importantly, he is a bully. Have you forgotten how wicked he was to me in high school?" Ava retorted, and I could picture her prancing around her bedroom, with flushed cheeks as she spoke about him."Okay, since you said so, milady. I won-" I was cut short by a knock on the door, and I huffed in irritation as I walked to the door and flung it open.It was one of Ryan's maids."Good morning, Miss Ophelia. Master has requested your presence in his study," She informed me before I could hang up on Ava.Fuck, the maid had blown my cover.My boss, according to my lies, was an incontinent old man who could only speak and eat. He couldn't walk or do any hectic actions, and he'd definitely not be able to go to a s
Ophelia’s POV On one hand, one of them was literally yanking me backward with my hair, in the guise of wanting my hair to look perfect and enthralling, while on the other, some sharp instruments–but not too sharp, were being shoved under my nail plate, and into my nail bed.How the hell do rich people live like this? It felt like my toes were about to be yanked off my feet but I couldn't utter a peep, so I just withstood the pain by pursing my lips into a thin line."Wow, Miss. Your skin is so smooth, looks like you won't need waxing," The bossy woman said, and I just chuckled awkwardly as I had no idea of how to respond.They made me flutter my eyes shut as they rallied around to put me in a dress, and also place jewelry on me. Soon, the tugging and pulling on my face and hair stopped as the room became silent.It was then I realized that they had left just like they had arrived; stealthily like a thief in the night while my eyes were still flickered closed.They could have at least
Ryan’s POV "Are you ready?" I asked Ophelia as we stepped onto the threshold of the large hall which was decorated expensively and magnificently with elegantly-clothed people who had identical plastic smiles and airs of haughtiness surrounding them.In response, she gazed at me and winced before she nodded. I had to suppress the urge to chuckle as her grip on my hand got harder.For a moment before we left the mansion, I had almost decided against torturing her like I wanted to at the party, but after she moaned deliciously while we were in the car when I helped her with the car belt, I knew I wanted to have her under me, letting out those lethal yet pleasant sounds as I brought her to trip over the edge.The thought made heat pool to the pit of my belly, traveling downward to my tip before I could get disgraced by my almost-aroused cock. I squeezed Ophelia's hand, smiled down at her, and nodded before we stepped inside the hall.My hand slipped out from Ophelia's, and slid down her
Ophelia’s POV I frowned as Ryan started to continually glance sideways at me.What was he plotting? I thought as I stared at him.I noticed that he was repeatedly glancing at something under the table, and although I wanted to give in to my curiosity to check what it was, I held myself back from doing so because I knew I would seem rude to Ciella and Damon if I did that.So, I just decided to ignore Ryan and his weird antics as I grabbed a glass of champagne from a waitress strolling past the table.I stared at the scintillating color of the drink before I brought the rim to my lips and took a tentative sip. My eyes rounded in awe as I withdrew the wine glass from my mouth and stirred it under the amber lightning from the chandelier above our table.It looked so beautiful as I stared at it.I was about to take a second sip when I felt the plug inside me vibrate for a split second which made me let out a choked moan. I was embarrassed immediately when the sound left my mouth and the e
Ophelia's POV"Be a good boy for Miss Daphne, okay? If she tells me otherwise, I won't get you the spider-man boots anymore, okay?" I instructed, crouching down to Jeremy's height, and straightening the collars of his t-shirt."Yes, mommy," Jeremy nodded before he threw his arms around me in a warm hug."Take care, baby," I muttered after we disengaged from the hug."Yes, mommy. Bye," He waved cheerfully, slipping his hand into Daphne's."Daphne, thanks for this. Please don't forget to give me a call if he gets too much, and I'll come pick him up immediately," I said, to which Daphne smiled."Okay, Lia. I have heard you. We'll be on our way now," She waved at me before hoisting Jeremy to her waist.I watched their retreating figures until it disappeared before I headed back to my place. Daphne had offered to take Jeremy to her son's place that morning. She had a grandchild who was the same age as Jeremy, so I had accepted her offer. I wanted Jeremy to play with people his age. I didn
Ryan's POV"Good day, ladies and gentlemen. From this moment onward, I will be the new president of the branch here, and I hope we all get along throughout the duration of my stay," I uttered to the shareholders who were sat on the same table with me in the conference room."We hope so, too. It's a pleasure having you here," The vice president replied with a nod which I mirrored.Afterward, I stood up from my seat, and they all followed suit. Then, I headed to my new office.The company's branch in London was significantly smaller than the head branch at Texas. But regardless of that, I still looked forward to working there."I have no meeting left to attend today, right?" I asked my secretary, and she shook her head in affirmation."Perfect," I mumbled, hoisting myself up from the chair to grab my coat and briefcase."I'll see you tomorrow then," I said as I draped my coat on.She nodded, "Alright, sir. Goodbye,"Then, I headed to the parking lot. It had been two weeks since I moved
Ophelia’s POV "Woah, hold on. Wait a minute, what are you saying? Ryan said what?" Ava screeched loudly from the other end of the phone.I sighed miserably to myself as I rinsed my hands clean in the sink, freshened up my makeup, before I grabbed my bag and phone."You heard me, babe. Ryan found out he's Jeremy's dad, and now, he's threatening to take my baby away from me," I muttered as I trekked out of the bathroom to pick Jeremy up from kindergarten.Usually, Daphne always helped me with picking Jeremy up, and taking him to her condo pending the time I'd get back from work. But that day, my paranoia and overthinking got the best of me.I almost stopped Jeremy from boarding the bus when it arrived at the bus stop earlier that morning because I was scared. I was scared of Ryan or anyone taking my ball of sunshine away from me."He won't dare. What the hell? I thought he said he changed. Who the fuck goes around threatening the estranged mother of their child that they'd take their b
Ryan’s POV "I know, Ophelia. I am Jeremy's dad. You don't need to keep hiding it from me anymore," I uttered to Ophelia as I stared down at her, with a sinister smile curving my lips upward.She seemed horrified as her mouth faltered and opened before it immediately flapped shut. She couldn't meet my gaze, and her breathing rate fastened.I quickly shuffled back to give her some space to process everything I just said. Thankfully, her breathing rate stabilized and she glared up at me."What do you mean you're Jeremy's dad? What gives you the audacity to make that sort of a baseless statement?" She spat, her glare faltering when I didn't back down, and instead fixated my gaze on her.I laughed mirthlessly and shook my head, "I know everything, Ophelia. I know more than you think I know. And overall, I know Jeremy is my son. I have eyes and ears everywhere, so of course I'd know that. I was waiting for you to tell me the truth, but it seemed that'd never happen, so I had to take the b
Ophelia’s POV I strolled through the hospital hallway with the bouquet of dahlias mixed with daisies clutched in my hand. "Room thirty one," I mumbled to myself as I gazed at the room number slates which were firmly glued to the doors.Soon, I got to room thirty one. I knocked gently and waited quietly for the inhabitant to usher me in."Is that Miss Ophelia? Please come in," Isabelle's voice came out in the form of a weak whisper and I smiled to myself before I pushed the door open, and quietly slammed it shut.I took in the sight of Isabelle lying on the bed, clutching her newborn in the small bundle, and nostalgia swept over me.I recalled the day I gave birth to Jeremy. No one was beside me while I pushed him out of me, nobody came to drop flowers and congratulate me at the hospital.I cried so hard for some weeks after I got home. It was after then that I decided to make friends with Daphne.Isabelle's situation was also similar to mine. But she was raped by her boyfriend, and
Ryan’s POV I stood at the center of my new condominium with a tired but accomplished smile rooted to my face as I nodded to myself.Damon's men had done a great job with the interior decorations. The place didn't look the slightest bit comfortable for me, given that I was used to living in my humongous yet lifeless mansion.I was slightly excited about living in a place without my helpers at my beck and call for the first time in my life. Everything I was doing was for Ophelia and Jeremy. I reassured myself as I grabbed the plastic bag containing two boxes of pizzas, a pack of banana milk, and a box of apple juice.Then, I headed out of my place to the elevator. I was going to visit my newest neighbor with some gifts.Moments later, I reached my neighbor's door which I knocked tenderly on. "Coming," I heard her tiny voice screech which made me chuckle fondly.I waited patiently by the door with the bag clasped tighter in my hand, and my heart beating rapidly with nervousness.Short
Ophelia’s POV I trekked through the condominium gates with my brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at the moving trucks that were parked inside the vast compound with some men who were professionally clad in black suits clustered around it.The image of the various bulky men in suits brought an offensive image of Ryan's mansion to my mind which I immediately shrugged off before I walked past them, deciding to ignore them and their commotion.I walked into the elevator with a sigh, stared down at my wristwatch, and palmed my forehead as I felt the painful throbbing of an impending migraine.I had been working quite late recently at the restaurant to prevent my mind from straying away from a certain grey-eyed monster. With a smile, I knocked gently on Daphne's door and tightened my clutch on the package in my other hand.Moments later, she opened it with a grin. My smile turned wan when I didn't see Jeremy bolting past her to hug me."Hi, Daphne," I greeted as she widened her door
Ryan’s POV I sighed deeply as I scribbled my signature on the paperwork in front of me, even though my mind was far away from my body.It had been two weeks since I asked Damon to find out about Ophelia's partner and the father of her son, but I hadn't received any helpful leads yet from Damon.I was gradually starting to accept my fate and that Ophelia would never be mine in this universe. I was about to take a long puff of the vape that was enclosed in between my fingers when I heard a knock on the door."Come in," I grumbled, easing the vape back on the desk.Damon marched in with a brown envelope. He bowed before handing me the envelope, "You have to see this, sir,"I frowned but collected the envelope from him regardless, "What's this?""The true identity of the man who impregnated Ophelia," He revealed, motioning to the envelope.My eyes doubled in surprise as I stared at the envelope, "Really? Are you sure of what you're saying?""Yes, sir,""So, is she married?" I asked, tear
Ophelia’s POV I was jolted out of my siesta by my phone vibrating against the nightstand with an incoming call.I grumbled as I gently disengaged myself from Jeremy's vice grip before I retrieved the offending device and answered the call without glancing at the caller id."Who's this?" I mumbled, scrubbing a hand over my face to clear the lingering bits of sleep in my eyes."Hi, babe. I'm sorry I haven't called you in a while," Ava said, which made me sit up properly and rest against the headboard.I yawned, "Nah, it's fine, babe. How's work and how's everything over there?" "Fine, fine. I have an off day today. So, I can stay on the phone for as long as I want," She squealed, to which I giggled."Oh, really?""Yup. Can we FaceTime or are you busy with something? It's been a while since I last saw my nephew, and I want to see him," She said, which made me sigh."Sure, let's do that. I'm not busy, I don't have work today. I had to call in sick because Jeremy suddenly started throwin