"Sir." Dan called, walking into the spacious office hurriedly, the office was neat as usual and extremely cold as it always was. The coldness was from the man seated at the far end of the table close to the window where he could see everything going on outside.Handsome with a pointed nose, a sea blue eye ball and a dark hair which was styled backward, his looks were enough to make any woman melt before him but his cold looks and condition would make one have a second thought about him.He had everything a woman would want but he was on a wheelchair. A condition he wasn't born with but the condition life threw him in. He met with an unfortunate fate which took the life of his parents and made him paralyzed on a wheelchair when he was just ten.From a lively and carefree boy, he became cold and insecure cause he felt like a liability to others. But when he discovered who was behind the death of his parents, he became ruthless and that gave him the strength to take what belongs to him f
Melissa opened her eyes to the sun shining in, she rolled off the side where the sun had set on her bed and groaned.She was just beginning to enjoy her sleep but unluckily for her, someone just ruined it. She lay on the bed with her eyes open boiling in anger. She sat up after some minutes with her hair all over her face, frowned, and used her hand to brush them backward. She was glaring at the maid in front of her, who had annoyed her already without knowing. “Did you do that on purpose?” Melissa asked. The maid opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.“What do you mean ma'am?” The maid managed to gather some meaningful words together. “You knew opening the curtain would make the sun enter my eyes, and you went ahead to do so.” Melissa asked. “I am sorry ma'am, I was only following your orders,” the maid said in fear. “My orders” Melissa MumbledShe stood up from the bed, glaring at the maid. The maid knew what was coming for her, so she shifted back a little
Lauren, the daughter of Mr McCarthy, he is also Melissa's father.They both have the same father, that's why lauren is being treated like trash and as a maid in the house because they believed she was born out of wedlock and she and her mother were not worthy to be in their family.She knew of all these but didn't bother or try to leave because she knew they were the only ones that could help in paying for her mother's surgery. Her mother had been on the sick bed, and her condition was getting worse every day, with lauren not being able to pay the surgery money. She left the house late in the evening and went to the hospital her mum was admitted. Even though she was treated like a maid there, she was allowed to leave the house whenever she wanted.She was told that the doctor had asked of her, and she went straight to his office. She opened the door and greeted the doctor in charge, who quickly offered her a seat. “I am glad you are here, I was about to tell the nurse in charge of
Lauren cleaned her tears and checked the time. She saw it was leading to the afternoon, and she knew the family would have gone to take care of their own businesses. So she left the hospital and boarded a cab back home with the intention of meeting Mrs McCarthy. Since she wasn't in the family meeting, she thought she could talk to her to see if she would help her.The cab stopped in front of the house, and Lauren ran inside. She stumbled on the maids.It looked like she was the one they had been waiting for. They stood at the kitchen door waiting and glaring at her. It seemed like they had planned what they would do to her. “Do you think you are some special kid all because you are an illegitimate child of McCarthy?” One of them asked. “What are you talking about? Lauren asked. “You refused to do your appointed work. Instead, you chose to run around skipping work.” Another maid said. “I was busy, and I always do my work, I never ask you to do them for me,” Lauren said and passed
Alex woke up to the sound of soft knocking on his door. Ariana, his personal maid entered when he replied, his eyes still stuck on the newspaper in his hand.She helped him shower and dress, careful not to step on him throughout the activity. It was the same every day, yet something felt unusual. He had only three days to bring up a wife to the investors.By the time he arrived in the dinning room, a delicious feast of breakfast had been set, but he didn't have the appetite for one. So he asked for a cup of black coffee instead.The name Melissa McCarthy kept ringing in his head like some sort of mantra.“There's still nothing on her, boss.” Alex looked up to see Dan, his right-hand man, standing over him.He remained quiet for some time, just sipping on his drink. But Dan could notice how his hand tightened on the mug.“What is taking them so long? Even a rejection should have gotten here by now. What games are they playing?” Alex muttered.Dan stood stiff, not responding. He didn't
Alex's eyes burned into the young woman as she found her way to the front of the now silent courtroom. The soft yet, deliberate click of her heels was the only sound that could be heard, a complete contrast to the wild storm that brewed inside Alex. His right-hand man, Dan, tensed beside him, his lips held in a deep scowl.“And who might you be?” Alex finally asked as she stood directly in front of him.“Lauren. Melissa's half sister,” she said simply. “The wedding contract was sent to Melissa, so why are you standing here in her place?” Alex asked coldly.“Melissa has no interest whatsoever in you. To her, you're just another man in the queue dying to get a taste of her love,” she said as she looked at him. “But you'll never be able to get pass that queue.” She glanced at the wheelchair he sat on.Alex raised a brow in question. He still didn't comprehend why she was standing there in front of him, offering herself willingly.Lauren was obviously very different from her sister. She d
”Well, well…” Jake started, his lips stretched into a taunting smirk. “You couldn't get the palace princess, so you went for the dirty palace maid instead.”Alex tensed as he watched his evil uncle and nephew walk out of the shadows, his body immediately going rigid, his mask of indifference now in place.So this is your replacement for Melissa…even for you…” Jake eyed Lauren. “…this is too low,” He clicked his tongue. Dan stepped forward in front of them, a deadly glare pointed at the two bullies.“You should take your leave now,” Dan demanded.“What will you do?” Jake smirked.Dan narrowed his eyes at him, before he pulled out a metallic black object, just enough for the man to see it. Something like fear flashed on Jake's face, but he quickly concealed it, smiling. “No need to get all macho on me. I'm only here to congratulate my cousin on his new marriage.”Dan stepped back a bit, but still stood defensively, ready to attack if Jake tried anything threatening.“Did you really thi
The mansion was strangely quiet except for the soft buzz from the TV. It felt like a place of secrets for Lauren. Her eyes roamed all the corners of the room but, yet, she couldn't find anything that made the large room homely.Her heart beat wildly against her chest. The weight from the earlier discussion she had with Alex's cousin still haunted her. She should have stood back. Alex's business wasn't hers. She wanted this marriage to go smoothly and be invisible to most of the members of the family. But she had just dug her grave. Now, Jake would make sure she regretted ever coming to this side of the world.The door finally creaked open to reveal Alex, wheeling himself in. His dark eyes immediately landed on her before he glanced away from her.Lauren felt a strange heat, flow through her body. Her heart tugged with a strange desire, but she quickly dismissed it.“You're still here,” Alex spoke up, as he went towards the window that had a nice view of the landscape outside. His back
Lauren stood at the passage of Alex’s house, her travel bag slung over her shoulder, the weight of her grief heavier than the load itself. The modern glass-and-steel facade loomed before her, cold and unwelcoming, a stark contrast to the warmth of her mother’s small apartment. Her chest ached so painfully she urged to clutch them in her hand, her eyes still raw from tears that wouldn’t stop. The threatening text from the unknown number burned in her mind—Stop, or you’ll end up like your mother—but it was her mother’s still face that haunted her the most. Who would want to hurt a woman like that? She wanted to believe it was all a dream, but everyday, it hot more realer than the last Coming here, to Alex’s, felt like surrender, but she had no choice.The door opened quietly before she could knock, and Alex was there, his wheelchair framed in the doorway, his face unreadable, as usual. “You made it,” he said, his voice softer than she had expected.“Don’t make a mountain out of it,” s
The hospital waiting room was a blur of blinding whites and hushed voices, the fluorescent lights humming above Lauren’s head. She sat still, her hands clenched in her lap, and eyes sore from her constant crying and sleepless night. Her clothes now rumpled from the two days that she had continuously worn it—clung to her like a second skin and her mother’s still, pale face haunted her every thought. Dr. Patel’s previous words from the other night before echoed relentlessly, haunting her every minute: tampered medication. Someone had stolen her mother's life from her, and the weight of that truth pressed heavily against her chest, sharp and unyielding.She glanced at the wall clock mounted on the wall—8:05 a.m. Dr. Patel had promised to update her on the toxicology test result, and every second shevwaited for him, she felt the overwhelming sense of betrayal from her mother's memory. Her legs continued to bounce, her nails digging painfully into her skin. She needed answers instantly,
Lauren's sob filled the hospital room that was once a tomb of silence. She knelt beside her mother's bed, her hands holding her mother's cold ones. This hands that had once stroked her hair softly, wiped her tears as she sang beautiful melodies in her ears, until Lauren could fall asleep..The white sheets were now pulled back a smidge revealing a still pale face that once glowed with a lively colour. She was too peaceful, too peaceful that Lauren wanted to bawl her eyes out and weep on the cold tiles, till someone opened the door and told her it was all a prank.But no one was jumping into the room and laughing anytime soon, because unlike her shitty life, this one where her mother was no longer moving was the realest and most painful experience.But she didn't want to be in this part. “I'm sorry mum. I'm so sorry,” she sobbed into her mother's hand. “I should have been here sooner. I was a bad child even to your last breath.”“I was not hardworking enough to raise your surgery mone
Her father's word__”she might not make it through the night” kept haunting her. Tears streamed down her face, Alex's hesitation __” I‘d__” burning like acid on her skin. Everything seemed to be going wrong at the same time. It was all so overwhelming.“Lauren! Open the damn door, now!” Alex growled at the other side of the door, banging it crazily.“You can't lock yourself inside there forever, let me in.”Lauren quickly grabbed her phone off the door before she went ahead to open the door. Alex quickly wheeled in, grabbing her hand before she could escape again.“What's wrong? Tell me,” he says softly, his eyes holding a deep concern. Lauren wanted to believe that the look in his eyes was honest and he truly cared about her. But his actions that night had left a deep doubt in her mind. Alex was not the kind of man to care for someone so quickly. His acts was all just a pretense, nothing more.But what was the need? She was already leaving, why does he need to pretend?“My mum…she's
Lauren stumbled into the mansion, her heart still twisting painfully from his earlier words. How did they get here?Why did Melissa have to ruin everything?The words kept flowing in her head.Tears streamed down her face as she walked pass the sitting room, heading towards the room that she had come to love since she got to Alex’s mansion.‘wretched wh*re!’ ‘you’re just a contract.’ Their words made her let out a shaky breath. She grabbed her box and flung the wardrobe open, grabbing the dress that caught her eyes first.“He still loves her. He didn't fight her, so he's still so much in love with her,” she muttered, as she sobbed quietly.Her door creaked opened, as Alex came in, a deep scowl on his face.“Lauren,” he called.But she didn't respond. She continued to grab her clothes from the dresser, throwing them into her small box.“Lauren, look at me,” he said again, but she still didn't look at him. It was like she was totally deaf, and the only things she could hear at that m
The ballroom hummed with chatter, but it all faded when Melissa glided forward, her black gown slicing through the crowd like a blade. Lauren’s arm trembled in Alex’s, her grip faltering as Melissa’s sly smile locked onto them, venom dripping from her lips.“Well. Well. Well,” Melissa said, her voice loud, cutting. “If it isn’t the golden boy and his favourite little shadow.”Lauren shrank back, her breath catching, eyes darting to the floor. Alex tensed beside her, his hands gripping his chair.Melissa’s gaze raked over Lauren, slow and cruel, lingering on her dress, her ring. “Interesting,” she sneered, louder now, drawing stares. “You just can’t stop picking up my scraps, can you, Lauren? Always the sad little stray begging for what I don’t want.”Lauren flinched, her voice barely a whisper. “Melissa, please, don't do this here.”“Please?” Melissa mocked, stepping closer, her laugh sharp. “Oh, look at you…pathetic! What, did you think dressing up in that cheap silk makes you somebod
Alex was enveloped with grave silence after Lauren walked out.She didn’t slam the door. Didn’t look angry too. Just nodded and walked out.And somehow, that was way worse.Alex stared at the muffin that was still untouched on his desk and he shook his head. He didn’t want it anymore.The rest of the day passed by in a blur of back-to back meetings and files that needed to be worked on. But she didn’t return. And he was starting to feel restless from how eerily quiet the room was.It wasn’t until the sun dipped below the horizon that Alex got up and exited his office. He found Lauren plopped on a couch in the guest lounge sulking. He cleared his throat trying to get her attention. ‘’Let’s go.’’ She looked at him dejectedly but still nodded, following behind him. Alex kept distancing himself from Lauren. But that only made Lauren cling to him more. She kept going with him to work, same routine everyday.And for some reason, Alex didn’t mind. ‘’Are you ready?’’ Alex asked as the ca
Lauren woke up to the sound of rustling.She plopped her hands down on the bed, her sleepy eyes moving towards the source of the noise. She saw Alex, rummaging through his massive wardrobe. Her gaze trailed down his body, his broad shoulders flexed beneath his loose shirt. The two top buttons where opened and Lauren gulped.Despite being in a wheelchair, he looked way more healthier that the average men. His hands moved swiftly and efficiently. And that alone sparked some kind of feelings in her. Their argument from the previous night had long been forgotten.His eyes snapped to hers and she turned away, blushing slightly from being caught ogling him."Where are you going?" Her voice was raspy, sleep clinging to her words.Alex glanced at her for a moment before returning his attention to his tie. ‘’Work.’’Lauren eyes widened. She bolted upright, the sheets slipping off her body as she swung off the bed. ‘’Work?’’ She repeated, stunned. ‘’What about me?’’‘’You?’’ He arched a brow, s
Lauren couldn’t sleep that night.She kept tossing and turning on the unfamiliar mattress, despite how comfortable it was. Earlier that evening, two maids had suddenly approached her after the heated argument she had with Alex. He had wheeled himself to his study while she sat down on the couch, looking stupendous. They told her Alex had instructed them to take her to her room.She trailed behind the maids, passing different rooms until they stopped at a room with large double doors.The master’s bedroom.The room had a king sized bed and mosaic paintings as dark as the owner. Before Lauren could utter a word, some men came in rolling 2 queen sized beds.She watched as they rolled the king sized bed out and put the two beds at either side of the room. They didn’t say a word, just quietly setting everything up with precise efficiency before slipping out. The whole day, Alex didn’t speak to her.He didn’t offer any explanation about the sleeping arrangements and she didn’t ask either.