Alexander's POVI knocked furiously, storming in as she opened the door."What a pleasant surprise, Alexander.""You did that, Sabrina," I said, leaving no space for a question and answer session. She stood, leaning on the door, "say something.""I thought we already decided I did that," she moved away from the door, standing close to me, "well, I didn't do that, I have no need reveal to the world my Fiance is cheating."I took a step closer, till our bodies were almost in contact "Cheating? We aren't even a thing and you know it."She chuckled, revealing that part of her she disguises all the time she's with father, "I don't care what you think, and I certainly don't care what's going on between you and that whore. We'll be getting married, that I assure you."I grabbed her arms, "don't you dare call her a whore!"She slapped my hands off her, "what if the news didn't lie? What if she was a gold digger. She just came into your life, charmed you like a fool and now you'll run to my ho
Fiona's POVI was under the weather on a very bright day; it must have been a reaction to the smoke downtown the other day. It didn't occur to me that someone else was following Alexander besides me—someone a step ahead.I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my image. The mini skirt and top were too revealing, I thought, as I added a jacket to hide a good amount of my skin.I picked up my phone and dialed Davis's number, which didn't take a second before he picked up."Hey dawg," he spoke aloud, making me shudder in irritation."How have you been?""Been better now that you have a boyfriend," he laughed. "How will Alexander feel when he realizes you're the one behind everything?""I didn't..." I tried to explain, but that wouldn't change the fact that I was indeed a snitch. "I would love to see you soon. Missed the most annoying person in my life.""I would—" he stopped speaking."Are you there?""Tell Mister to hurry. It seems Alexander found me," he hung up.I panicked. If Davi
Alexander's POV The elevator slid open, and I couldn't help but look at her, reminiscing about the days when we were together. When someone so dear betrays you, shouldn't you feel hatred? So why do I feel okay?"Let's go out," she smiled, her dark skin radiant under the light."Sure," I replied. We walked out, acknowledging the greetings that met us in the hallway. My eyes were drawn to the crowd that had gathered. I couldn't figure out what was happening. "Excuse me," I said, stopping a young woman passing by. She bowed slightly when she recognized me. "What's happening?""Oh, sir, I thought... no, it's Miss Fiona Campbell, she..." she stammered.My eyes widened at the mention of Fiona's name. I dashed down the hallway, pushing through the crowd and reporters as they pressed forward.The security team rushed in, clearing out every unwanted visitor while I stood alone in the middle of the hall, with no trace of Fiona.I watched Diya run towards me, a confused look on her face. "Is it
Fiona's POVI could hear the drums emanating from my chest. At that moment, I wished for only one thing: for the ground to somehow open and swallow me whole. The mass of saliva that had formed in my mouth slowly ran down my throat. "What do you mean?" I managed to say, wearing a smile that was obviously fake."You don't really talk about yourself. That scar—how come I never noticed it before?""What?" I was confused. "What do you mean?" I found myself asking again."Who are you? I want to know everything about you. But first," he paused, lifting my hair and touching the scar, "I want to know how this happened."I could feel a heavy weight lift from my chest as I smiled. "Why do you want to know?""First, will you be my girlfriend? I know it's awkward that I'm asking now, I feel...she..." He stuttered. "Say something.""Yes," I laughed. "Stop stuttering, it's so lame."He burst into laughter, lifting me up and placing me on the bed. "So will you tell me everything about you? Every sing
Fiona's POV"Hi, I'm Fio...no, I'm Gabriella Wilson," I smiled warmly at her, noticing the curious look on her face."You're Gabriella Wilson? The same Wilson?" She leaned against the door, letting her dog play around."I don't know the Wilson you mean, but I'm Alicia Wilson's daughter," I replied with a smile, hiding the pain in my heart.She burst into tears, drawing me closer, but suddenly her hands slipped away, walls crumbling around us, a powerful wind sucking everything in reach.I held her tightly, wailing as the wind swallowed her weight. I tried to rise, fighting the wind but..."Miss? Ma'am," a voice echoed, and I woke abruptly, gasping heavily. "It was just a dream," the voice reassured me.The cab driver watched as I apologized and hurriedly exited the vehicle. Clutching my chest, I tried to compose myself. Everything was blurry as I lifted my feet."Girlfriend," Michelle called from across the street.I forced a smile, crossing over to her. "So, what brings us here?""Ha
Alexander's POV"Since no one is saying anything," I broke the silence that had lingered for over half an hour. His eyes still looked the same: fearless and intimidating. I tried to hide my fury with a smirk, waiting for the right time to break the news to him. "How about I tell you something interesting, Davis?""I love interesting things," he smiled.I took an envelope from my chest pocket, opening it so he could read the contents. "This is a cheque for a hundred thousand dollars. You can have it, a compensation for everything."He looked at it voraciously. "Why?""Just take it. I didn't seem to get any evidence. You're one lucky man," I smiled. "But if you refuse," I said, standing to leave."Wait!" He tried to stand, forgetting his feet were tightly knotted. "I'll have it."I knew a leopard could never change its spots. If only he knew it was a neatly woven trap. I handed the money over, ordering my men to release him."Are the police on their way?" I whispered to Frederick as I c
Fiona's POV My gaze was fixed on Alexander as he stared at me for a long time. I felt tense as he walked up to me, grabbing my arms. "What's wrong?""Let's leave," he said with a look I'd never seen before.I followed silently into the car as he revved the engine, leaving Frederick behind. The drive was silent; he refused to answer my questions. Did he find out who Davis was? What on earth has Mister been up to?He pressed the brake to a halt at a hill and got out silently. I climbed down, fighting the wind as I walked to him."What's wrong?" I asked again, touching his shoulders, which he aggressively shoved away, showing me an image on his phone. It was Anna."Why were you with her?"I stared at it. "She... she wanted to see me, so I..."He grabbed my shoulders. "Tell me, have you been working for Anna?"There was no way Alexander would have figured out who I was; he still had doubts, that I was sure of. "I'd never do that to you. She proposed, but I declined.""And what about your
Alexander's POVI sped off, following the GPS to Jones restaurant. I felt heavy-hearted as I sat close to the edge, scrolling through the electric menu. It didn't take a second before I punched the macaroni cheese box and whiskey to top it off.I could feel the ladies' gazes as the waiter approached me with a dish in hand, serving it with utmost professionalism.I took a glass of whiskey, going through the headlines. The sight of myself and Diya put me in a state of utter shock. Someone had taken a picture of Diya trying to kiss me. It looked different from what had really happened. It appeared as though I was also trying to return the kiss, which was far from the truth.I dialed Fiona's number, knowing she would have seen the headline, but she hung up immediately. I heaved a troubled sigh, taking another glass of whiskey.A lady walked towards me, taking the chair across from me. "I didn't know good-looking men still feel so lonely," she smiled, holding the glass of whiskey I was abo
Fiona’s POVThe office was buzzing with the aftermath of the press conference. While the atmosphere had shifted from tense to victorious, Alexander seemed preoccupied, his mind clearly still processing the events of the past few days. It wasn’t until late in the afternoon that he asked to speak with me privately in his office.I followed him in, curiosity and a hint of nervousness bubbling up inside me. He closed the door behind us and retrieved a small, polished box from his desk drawer. The sight of it made my heart race, a mix of excitement and apprehension flooding my thoughts.“Fiona, there’s something I need to say,” Alexander started, his tone serious but filled with sincerity. “Through everything that’s happened, you’ve been my rock. You’ve stood by me, supported me, and believed in me. I can’t imagine my life without you.”He opened the box, revealing a breathtaking engagement ring. I gasped softly, my emotions swelling as he continued, “I want us to build a future together.
Alexander’s POVThe morning after the board meeting was a chaotic flurry of activity. My phone buzzed with calls from investors and partners eager to discuss the implications of the new strategy. It was a good problem to have, but it meant I was already diving back into the deep end.As I navigated through the day’s schedule, my mind kept circling back to the board meeting. The victory had been significant, but it wasn’t complete. Sabrina and Leonard were wounded, but they would regroup and try to regain their footing. I needed to stay vigilant and one step ahead.Fiona met me at my office for a quick breakfast. She’d been a constant source of strength throughout this ordeal, and I was grateful for her presence. We settled at a small table in my office, a plate of croissants and coffee between us.“How’s your day shaping up?” she asked, breaking the silence.“Busy,” I replied, taking a sip of coffee. “I’ve got meetings lined up back-to-back. Investors are already interested in the new
Alexander's POVThe tension in the boardroom was palpable as I waited for the meeting to begin. Today was the culmination of weeks of strategizing and maneuvering. The stakes were high, and I had to make sure that everything I had planned would come to fruition.Fiona was by my side, a silent pillar of strength. Her presence was a grounding force amidst the chaos. As the clock ticked closer to the meeting’s start time, I glanced at her and gave a reassuring nod. She responded with a supportive smile.The board members trickled in, their expressions a mix of curiosity and skepticism. Sabrina and Leonard arrived last, their air of confidence almost tangible. They were clearly expecting an easy win, but I was ready to change that.Mr. Richard, the board chairman, called the meeting to order. “Thank you all for coming,” he said, his voice steady. “We have a packed agenda today, starting with the discussion of the company’s future direction.”I took a deep breath and rose to speak, project
Alexander’s POVThe office was quiet as I waited for Jasmine. My decision to seek full custody of Jaden had been weighing heavily on me, but I knew it was necessary. The recent upheavals in my business had made it clear that Jaden needed stability—something I believed I could provide better now.When Jasmine walked in, her demeanor was guarded. The warmth she once showed me was now replaced with a cautious detachment. She took a seat across from me, her posture rigid.“Alexander,” she said, her voice polite but with an edge.“Jasmine,” I replied, trying to keep my tone even. “Thank you for coming.”Her eyes narrowed slightly. “What’s this about? I thought we were handling everything without conflict.”I leaned forward, determined to convey the seriousness of my request. “That was before I discovered the extent of the turmoil at work. With things settling down, it’s time we discussed Jaden.”Her eyes widened, and a flicker of concern crossed her face. “What about Jaden?”“I’m asking fo
Alexander’s POVSabrina was trying too hard to cover her nerves, and that confirmed what I already knew—she was scared. She thought she had everything lined up perfectly, but the meeting’s adjournment was exactly the opportunity I needed. She wasn’t as confident as she appeared.I leaned back in my chair, maintaining my composure as I watched her and Leonard. “You seem a little too eager for this meeting to end, Sabrina,” I said calmly. “You should be worried. You know better than anyone what happens when I’m given time.”Leonard chuckled, but I kept my focus on Sabrina. Her eyes flickered towards the door and back to me, sizing up her next move. She thought she had already won. Her arrogance was showing, but it was too early for her to celebrate.“You’re finished, Alexander,” she snapped, the sharpness in her voice a sign of her own doubts. “You can stop pretending that there’s a way out for you.”I tilted my head, a slow smile forming on my lips. “You underestimate me. That’s going
Fiona's POVI should have known better than to expect Sabrina to speak without taking action. Her words had always been a prelude to something more, and she had truly outdone herself with Jess.The streets were frigid as I walked with the cold seeping through my coat. I glanced over my shoulder frequently, half-expecting a shadowy figure to appear. Fortunately, the streets were deserted, offering no unwelcome surprises.Earlier, Harden had called to tell me that Jess was still unconscious. Guilt gnawed at me, but nothing was more disheartening than hearing that Alexander was on the brink of being dismissed by the board. I had sent a desperate message to Mister, pleading for his help with Alexander’s predicament, but it remained unread.The building Jasmine had instructed me to visit was an older structure, its faded paint and weathered façade a stark contrast to the vibrant chaos of the city outside. I climbed the creaky stairs, trying to follow the twists and turns of the corridors u
Alexander's POV"What are you trying to do?" I asked as Jasmine opened the door. She had a face mask on and walked over to sit on the sofa."What do you mean?" she asked, feigning ignorance."You know what I'm talking about," I said calmly as I closed the door behind me. "What was with the accusations you made on air today?""Oh, the news?" She laughed. "You should have been more specific. I just needed to get your attention since all you care about is Fiona.""That was a way of getting my attention? Didn’t we agree that I pay you to take care of my son? There’s no relationship between us."She removed the face mask, stood up, and walked over to me. "The last time I checked, there’s a relationship between us, Alexander. I am the mother of your son.""Then what do you want?" I asked, my voice rising. "Why did you have to lie to the world? Why do you keep making my life a living hell?" I took a deep breath, wary that she might have a recorder on."Did you just ask what I want?" She smil
Fiona's POVI wore a beaming smile as I looked into the mirror, thinking about what had happened the previous day. A knock on the door woke me from my thoughts. I walked to it and turned the knob. Before I could pull it open, the door was pushed fiercely."Jess," I said, surprised at her attitude, "what's wrong?"She walked in, looking around the room. "I can't believe you have no shame. So, you moved in?""I can explain. It...""My brother is such a fool. He lets you in but doesn't know what you've been up to," she laughed, walking to the dressing table."What do you mean?" I asked, folding my arms as I watched her pick up a lip gloss."I saw you yesterday, Fiona," she said, applying the lip gloss. "I saw you go into Alexander's house."I remained silent."You had sex, right? It was so obvious when you walked out.""Watch your mouth, Jess," I warned her for the first time."Why should I? You cheat," she yelled, pulling me by the arm. "I won't keep quiet. I'll make sure I make your li
Alexander's POVI stepped out of the house, heading for the elevator when it slid open. Fiona stood there, dressed in a green silky gown. Her legs were revealed so nicely that I stared at them for a moment before snapping back to reality."Hi," she said, walking out of the elevator."Hi, Fiona," I smiled. "Would you like to come in?""You were heading out. I don’t want to waste your time," she said in a low tone.I chuckled. "No, please come in. The meeting starts in two hours. I still have enough time.""Okay," she said, following me to the door. I pushed it open, allowing her to go in first before I closed it behind me."Please, have a seat," I said, walking into the kitchen with a smile on my face. Deep down, I felt nervous. I could hear the rattling of the spoon in the cup as I filled it with tea.I walked back out. "Have this. It's good for the heart," I said.She sipped a little. "Do you still fear that what happened to your father might happen to you?"I was silent for a moment