Alexander's POV I wasn't the perfect man, nor was I imperfect. No matter how much I tried to suppress this growing feeling, she somehow always found her way back into my life."Do you want to spend the night?" I managed to mumble."I...I...""You don't have to if you don't want to," I sighed deeply. "But I would love it if you did. I promise, no sex, just you and me, talking."She chuckled, revealing a peaceful side I hadn't seen before. "Talking is boring.""Well, I don't want you just as a sex partner.""So what are we?""We'll figure that out," I said, leading her into my room, which was more or less an art gallery."But this is your parents' house," she whispered. "I might as well get killed.""This is my side of the house, trust me," I said, turning to a black rose drawing. "All these were drawn by my late mother. She hoped I'd find love someday."She moved closer, examining the drawing. "A black rose symbolizes tragic love...""But," I cut in, "it also symbolizes a love that ne
Fiona's POV The phone blared. An unusual caller: Tim. I picked up immediately, grabbing a cup of coffee, while Isabella sat close, chewing a bunch of grapes."What a surprise, Tim," I said, taken aback."You need to get down here. Mr. Brooks was admitted. Mrs. Patricia is furious."Fear gripped me as I hung up and rushed out of the house. I could hear Isabella calling for me to wait, but I completely ignored her.If there was one thing I despised at the moment, it was the fact I needed Mr. Brooks dead, but alive. If he died now, Alexander would have to choose Sabrina, and then I'm gone. There’s still a lot I had to unravel.I entered the hospital through the back, maintaining my pace as I ran into the elevator. The nurses curiously watched as I asked for Mr. Brooks' room, which was on the top floor, one reserved for the wealthy.I didn't know when I burst in, interrupting the conversation between Mr. Brooks and his family."I'm so sorry, Mr. Brooks," I bit my lip. "I should have been
Fiona's POVIt was a great deal chasing Isabella out of the house to God knows where. I gave the house a final touch, setting a flower vase on the table. I changed into a short chiffon gown, letting my hair fall on my shoulders after unweaving the ponytail.The doorbell rang as expected, and I ran to open the door. Alexander stood there with a flower in hand, wearing a large smile."So, may I come in?""You can," I chuckled, closing the door behind me as he walked in."Do you like flowers?""Of course, especially roses," I laughed, accepting the flower with gratitude.He stared at me for a moment, increasing the tension in the room. "Your house, it's nice," he finally said, moving closer to me.I bit my lips slowly. "What are we, Alexander?" I found myself asking, also moving closer. "Say you truly love me, Alexander.""I don't want to hurt you.""Say you burn for me. Say Diya is in the past and what you feel for me is true," I blurted out, dropping the flower and looking into his eye
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
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