ONIKA’S POVThat evening, I lounged in the bathtub, my body sinking into the warmth of the water as I rested my head against the edge. This was pure bliss.The day had been exhausting, from dealing with the exhibition controversy to witnessing Regina’s downfall in court.Still, despite everything, I felt… lighter. The weight on my shoulders had shifted, if only a little. Despite the exhaustion seeping in my bones, I felt…happy.I closed my eyes, letting the scent of lavender and chamomile fill my senses, my fingers tracing slow patterns along the water's surface. My thoughts drifted—to the exhibition, to my work, to Nathan.It was still strange sometimes, knowing we were engaged again. That after everything, we were here. Together.A sudden noise—footsteps, the faint creak of the front door—snapped me from my thoughts. I stiffened slightly, then exhaled, realizing it could only be Nathan.Shaking off my distraction, I reached for my bathrobe, wrapping it around my damp skin as I step
Chapter 1Onika’s POV I stared out of the window of the taxi excitedly as I approached Nathan’s house. I didn’t notify him that I would be coming because I wanted to surprise him. Today was his birthday and I did a lot out of my confidence zone to be able to afford his gifts, it was all going to be worth it as I pictured the smile on his face.Soon I arrived at his mansion and I paid the taxi man and I got down carrying all the gifts to my chest. I was utterly excited and I doubted when last I was that happy that the thought of putting a smile on his face was enough to keep me going.I turned the door knob and I walked in, there was no sign of him in the kitchen so I inquired about his whereabouts from the maid. “He is still in bed.” She muttered but I could notice a foul countenance on her face, it seemed like fear but I didn’t bother paying that much attention to it. I thanked her and dropped all the gifts in the living room as I proceeded upstairs to Nathan’s living room. I c
Chapter 2 Onika’s POV Two years later,Today was going to be a lot, a great day or a disaster, I didn’t know which and I certainly couldn’t tell. My heart groaned as I tried to get a hold of myself by taking a glass of water and taking it all in a single gulp.A lot of thoughts crowded my mind as I pondered on what I was supposed to center my thoughts on. Frustration was starting to slip in, mixing in with anxiousness.I was feeling very hot even though the room was well-ventilated. A lot of people were going to be present today and not just people, but Socialites of a very high social cadre. I could tell I was going to be intimidated by their presence because they were just… rich. I suddenly had mixed feelings about my paintings and presenting them.What if they didn’t like it? What if I was ridiculed? What if no one even bothers paying attention to it? I knew anxiousness was beginning to slip in and there was nothing I could do to calm myself.At that moment, the door to the r
Chapter 3Onikas POV I could feel the anger as it built up inside of me as I stared at him and the priceless look on his face was definitely to my delight. I reached for Kent’s hands and held mine immediately as I saw his gaze narrow to our hands, I smiled.“Onika…You’re here.” He stammered and I could see the shock and disappointment evident in his face which was to my delight. “Yes, I am, it's my party,” I said confidently. Kent looked at the both of us alongside the other one and everyone was wondering what was going on.“Do you both know yourselves from somewhere ?” Kent finally asked, breaking the awkward silence.“Oh yes, we do,” I replied almost immediately, staring weirdly at me. I could tell he was uncomfortable and something about that just made me happy.Kent stared at me for some further explanation but I didn’t respond, I remained quiet and kept on staring at Nathan who looked like he wanted to be swallowed.After some minutes of awkward silence, Kent finally spoke.“
Chapter 4Nathan's pov“Are they still bent on that same decision? Can’t you try talking to those you’re closer to? they shouldn’t be paying attention to a meaningless message.” Dion asked.I was on a distress call with Dion, my very good friend and business partner because right now I was about to lose everything I had worked for. My partners were threatening to disassociate because they got a message saying I wasn’t all stable because I wasn't married yet and although it seemed like a very stupid reason, they didn’t let me have a break about it leading to this call with Dion.“Tell me about it, and when I find whosoever was behind these shenanigans, I’m not letting him off the hook for any reason, this is costing me a lot,” I said, burying my face into my hands. “We are going to have to find a way around it or else we just go ahead with what they want. Getting married shouldn’t be a problem for someone like you. You have Regina, remember?”“Yes, I d…” my voice trailed when the rea
Chapter 5Onika's POVI woke up due to the constant knocks on my door. I wanted to ignore it but I had a thought that it might be Kent.I tiredly stood up from my bed and picked up my phone to see a message from Kent saying he had to attend to something and he'd come afterward.If it wasn't Kent at the door then who was it?Curiously I walked to the door and I paused on the door knob. After some pondering and hesitation, I opened the door and I was shocked to the core to see Nathan, at my house.What the hell was he doing here? Who told him he could be coming around my house or something?“What do you want here?" I snapped coldly.“Geez, you don't have to be so cold, won't you at least let me come in?” He teased resting on the wall but I wasn't having any of it.I blocked the door ready to shut it in his face.“What do you want here? I won't ask again. You're not welcome on my property.” I snapped.He smiled and moved closer to me but I stepped back immediately.“What do you think you
Onika’s POV As I stood before the full-length mirror, checking myself out, my mind went back to my last discussion with Nathan yesterday. “So, where should we meet so we could talk more about this proposal of yours?” I asked.“I’ll think about a nice location and I'll text you the address tomorrow,” He replied.“Okay,” I answered.Just when he was about to say something, I ended the call abruptly. I didn't want to hear anything else he had to say.Fast forward to today, I was putting on a red dress and was looking really good. I couldn't help but admire myself.The way I was dressed, one would think that I was going out on a real date. But I mentally reminded myself that I was only going out with Nathan as a part of my revenge plan.“You're doing this for one reason, Onika - revenge. Don't get carried away. This is all just a contract,” I said to myself.Staring deeper into the mirror, I said out loud,“Nathan, I'm going to make you pay for everything you've done to me. I'll make su
Onika’s POV.“Excuse I have to take this.” Nathan spoke as I watched him reach for his ringing phone on the table.I watched him leave. I was left all alone and my thoughts began to build up rapidly. What was his true intentions? Did he realize that he made a mistake but choosing Regina over me? He had the guts to even think I would ever take him back. I was fully aware of my worth, I refused to be any man’s second option.I was going to teach him a lesson and make him pay back for everything he made me go through.A loud snapping sound caused me to snap out of my world of thoughts.I looked up to see Nathan trying to settle down in his seat.He looked worried. What was that call all about?Not as if I cared about him but I just wanted to know. “What happened?” I inquired from him.He remained silent but I was sure he heard me.“Nathan,” I called out this time I sounded more stern.“It was Dion.” He paused.Who the hell is Dion?“Dion, who is that?” “A good friend and a business
ONIKA’S POVThat evening, I lounged in the bathtub, my body sinking into the warmth of the water as I rested my head against the edge. This was pure bliss.The day had been exhausting, from dealing with the exhibition controversy to witnessing Regina’s downfall in court.Still, despite everything, I felt… lighter. The weight on my shoulders had shifted, if only a little. Despite the exhaustion seeping in my bones, I felt…happy.I closed my eyes, letting the scent of lavender and chamomile fill my senses, my fingers tracing slow patterns along the water's surface. My thoughts drifted—to the exhibition, to my work, to Nathan.It was still strange sometimes, knowing we were engaged again. That after everything, we were here. Together.A sudden noise—footsteps, the faint creak of the front door—snapped me from my thoughts. I stiffened slightly, then exhaled, realizing it could only be Nathan.Shaking off my distraction, I reached for my bathrobe, wrapping it around my damp skin as I step
ONIKA'S POVLuckily for me, I managed to get myself together as I walked into my office the next morning. I spotted my assistant, Amara, standing just behind my desk, her phone in one hand, a file in the other.She looked up as I entered, her brows furrowed. "Miss Onika, I've been trying to fix this all morning."I set my bag down, sighing as I put a hand on my head. "What exactly is the complaint?"She exhaled, flipping through the file. "One of the pieces in your exhibition is being challenged for copyright infringement. Someone is claiming that your painting is a copy of their work."I stilled. "That’s ridiculous. Which painting?""The abstract one—Resonance. That's the one."I frowned. "That's one of my most personal pieces. I created it from scratch.""I know," Amara said quickly. "But the complainant insists it resembles their work. They sent an official letter and threatened to escalate it if we don’t withdraw it from the showcase."I inhaled deeply, rubbing my temple. "Did you
ONIKA’S POV"Wait," I laughed, his hand covering my eyes as he led me forward. "Are you ever going to tell me where we're going?""Patience," Nathan murmured in my ear, his breath warm against my skin. "We're almost there."I sighed dramatically. "I don’t like surprises, you know.""You like my surprises," he countered.I bit my lip. Damn him. He wasn’t wrong.We walked a few more steps before he finally stopped. I felt his fingers lift from my face, and I blinked against the darkness.The sight before me stole my breath.A picnic. But not just any picnic. A perfect one.A soft blanket spread across the grass, candles flickering around it, casting golden light against the dark blue sky. A bottle of wine chilled in an ice bucket, and an array of my favorite foods—cheese, fruit, chocolate, pastries—was set out elegantly. Nearby, an easel stood with a blank canvas, a second one right beside it.I turned to Nathan, stunned. "You... planned all this?"He smirked. "You sound surprised.""I
ONIKA'S POVMuseums had always fascinated me—the way history was captured in colors and sceneries. Every painting, every sculpture had a story, and I loved trying to decipher them. But today, I felt different. I was distracted.By him.Nathan walked beside me, hands in his pockets, his usual composed expression in place. But there was something off. He wasn’t entirely present. His eyes weren’t focused on the paintings or the tour guide’s explanations. They were on me. And somehow that scared me as much as it thrilled me.I glanced at him, raising a brow. “You know, you’re supposed to be looking at the art, not at me.”His lips twitched. “Can’t help it.”I rolled my eyes, unable to help myself. “Smooth.”He let out a quiet chuckle but didn’t say anything else.I turned back to the guide, trying to focus, but I could still feel his gaze on me.We stopped in front of a Renaissance painting, a grand scene of a woman reaching toward a man standing in a boat, his hand just out of her reach.
NATHAN'S POVThe way her eyes lit up as I pulled to a stop made every doubt I had about choosing this place for our date disappear. She looked ethereal with that goofy grin on her face.I knew she would love it. “Like it?” I couldn't stop myself from asking.She turned to look at me and her gaze softened before she leaned as far as the seatbelt would allow to press a soft lingering kiss to my lips.Instinctively, I froze for a brief second before I melted into the kiss and just as I was reaching a hand to pull her closer to me, she pulled away with a small smile. “What was that for?” I asked breathlessly.She shrugged. “Just to show you how much I love it” She chuckled seeing the dumbfounded look on my face.“I should really surprise you more” I muttered under my breath as I tried to unbuckle my belt.“Why? So that I can kiss you?” I heard her ask and I turned to look at her, my brow raised.“That and to see that priceless look of happiness on your face. I want to see it more often” I
ONIKA'S POV Laura came over to me and the first thing I heard was a low whistle from beside me before she spoke up. “I watched the entire conversation and I swear that I can't determine the outcome from the look on your faces. What the hell happened? Good or bad?” She asked, sliding in the seat beside me.I looked at her, a sad smile on my face. “Just there, I guess. He understands, I hope he does but we're cool. Maybe we'll have dinner again tomorrow or something or catch up properly”Laura sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder, her fingers digging into my flesh from how tight she gripped me. “Honey, don't punish yourself, okay? It's not your fault that you don't like him and let me tell you now. You don't have to feel shitty in any way for it, understood?” She asked, her eyes peering into mine as she waited for an answer.I couldn't help it, I laughed slightly at that and nodded to that. “Yes ma'am”She leaned back in her seat. “Man, who would have ever thought your love life wou
ONIKA'S POVI was silent for what felt like a whole minute, unable to bring forth any words.He looked embarrassed, his foot lightly tapping on the floor. “Should I leave?” He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.I needed to get my shit together. “Okay… I mean no, don't leave. Sit with us”Laura glared at me as I said that and she stood up, carrying her bag. “I think I should give you two some privacy. Onika, I'll be at the counter, inform me when you're done” That was all she said to me before she walked off the counter, setting herself on the low stool.I looked back at Kent, forcing a smile. “So you're here. I wasn't expecting you to be here”He glanced down and back up at me again. “Iㅡuhㅡ I just wanted to see you and your employees said you weren't at the office again so I decided to try here and if you weren't here, I'd come over” He explained.“Yeah sure. I know I said I'd call you so we could meet up but I wanted to have coffee with Laura first, sorry if that delayed your
ONIKA'S POVDamien held the door open for me and I got in, dropping my purse at the back seat before I gripped the steering.“Okay, right behind you” Damien muttered, getting on his bike, reaching out to grab his helmet before he put it on, making sure the straps were okay before he gave me a thumbs up.I nodded at him and pulled out of the parking lot, my focus on the road as I started driving out of the company.First day at work after what felt like ages and thankfully I didn't feel more shitty than I already did before coming to work.My thoughts were spiralling even as I neared the cafe, my fingers lightly tapping on the steering wheel as I took a sharp swerve.Damien was right behind me as I pulled the car to a stop at the cafe, unbuckling my seat belt as I switched on the ignition.With that, I got out of the car, locking the door behind me. “Are you going to wait outside or are you coming in?” I asked Damien whose hands were tucked in his pockets.A conflicted look crossed his
ONIKA'S POVAs soon as I stepped into the meeting room, all eyes turned to me. The long table was filled with shareholders, executives, and key members of the project team. At the head of the table sat Mr Sam Damon, his hand resting on the table. As soon as he saw me, he sighed almost visibly, clearly relieved to see me.He stood as I entered, offering a small smile. “Onika.”I nodded in acknowledgment and took my seat. “Mr. Damon.”His sharp gaze studied me. “I would have called you in sooner, but I wanted to make sure you had time to recover from… everything.”His tone was polite, but the intentions behind his words were clear. Everyone in the room knew about the scandal, the drama, and the mess Regina had caused. Even if they pretended otherwise.“I appreciate that,” I said evenly. “But I’m fine. Business doesn’t wait.”A few murmurs of approval circled the table, but one of the shareholders, a middle-aged man named Greg, cleared his throat. “Actually, since we’re on the subject of