When Purple Brendon was separated from him twenty years ago, she least expected to see his sinfully attractive face again or feel the gentle brush of his breaths against hers. But that was twenty years ago, and now, Lucas Duke is back in her life with flames strong enough to light a spark in her stomach. How easy would it be to fall for him once more, especially when she is to marry another man? What secrets are the two hiding from each other? Would these secrets be enough to tear them apart? Was there ever a chance for the two lovers to let go of their insecurities, their past, and love wholly? The answer and more are contained in this billionaire romance. Read to find out.
View MoreLucas walked into the room with a bowl of ice cream which he placed in front of Purple with a smile. "There you go," Purple frowned as she regarded the bowl like it was a long standing enemy of hers. "I'm not interested in that," "What?" Lucas couldn't believe his ears. "You heard me. I'm not longer craving ice cream," Lucian chuckled at her pouty lips. What the hell? He had brought her favorite and she no longer craved it. He didn't know how to react to this. "What's wrong?" He asked. Purple sighed and sat up straight, a hand raking through her hair. "I'm craving to know the truth about you and Ellen. Is she still sending more of those love texts bullshit? Should I confront her this time? What's going on?" Lucas leaned closer with a smile, as if taunting her. "Is this what took your appetite away? Like I said, your health is primary, everything other things are secondary," Purple nodded in acceptance. Lucas was so stubborn, he wouldn't budge, it didn't matter how she coaxed. "
Lucas walked into the room with a bowl of ice cream which he placed in front of Purple with a smile. "There you go," Purple frowned as she regarded the bowl like it was a long standing enemy of hers. "I'm not interested in that," "What?" Lucas couldn't believe his ears. "You heard me. I'm not longer craving ice cream," Lucian chuckled at her pouty lips. What the hell? He had brought her favorite and she no longer craved it. He didn't know how to react to this. "What's wrong?" He asked. Purple sighed and sat up straight, a hand raking through her hair. "I'm craving to know the truth about you and Ellen. Is she still sending more of those love texts bullshit? Should I confront her this time? What's going on?" Lucas leaned closer with a smile, as if taunting her. "Is this what took your appetite away? Like I said, your health is primary, everything other things are secondary," Purple nodded in acceptance. Lucas was so stubborn, he wouldn't budge, it didn't matter how she coaxed. "
Lucas turned quickly to the limp body on the floor and screamed. "Purple!" He collapsed to the floor and checked her pulse. She was still breathing, but very faint. Adrenaline rushed through his entire body as he lifted her from the ground. "Help! Somebody fucking help!" His screams attracted attention from within and nurses rushed outside and wheeled Purple into the operating room. For a moment, Lucas stood there, rooted to the spot, there was a tighteness in his chest. A lump settled in his throat and he stifled the urge to yell. Where the hell had that useless bullet come from? He was about enjoying the night with his angel, so what the fuck just happened? She had fucking took a bullet for him. He climbed into his car in a wild race, but as he drove, his heart in his mouth, he received a message that the security guards who had swunged into action earlier were unable to catch the shooter. According to the text, the culprit's car had plunged into a large tree during the pursui
"What?" Henry pushed the chair backward and stood on his full weight. "What the hell is wrong with you?!""Tada! Was it a pleasant surprise? Awnn, probably not,""Are you insane? What did you just do?!"Purple shrugged. "I tore the goddamn papers. Got any problems with that?"Gritting his teeth, he grabbed her neck, pulling her forcefully to her feet."You bitch!" He snarled."Let me go!" She struggled, hitting his huge muscles."No, I won't, you sicken me!""You…you're…choking me, stop, please!"His grip on her neck tightened with every word of her plea until there was a soreness in her throat. She was gasping for air."Stop!" Alice screamed and rushed over, separating the fight. "How dare you lay a finger on my daughter?""Your daughter is just as irresponsible as you!" He scoffed, pushing Purple roughly to the floor."Wow… so I'm irresponsible? Is that it? After everything?""After fucking what, huh?"Purple groaned, massaging her throat. The back-and-forth arguments were disgustin
Alice disentangled from the embrace and peered into her daughter's face. Jeez, those eyes were miserable, helpless, like a scared child. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment. How selfish of her to think of her baby's heart as a rag doll. She took a deep breath to steady herself. How about a thorough confession? A confession that'd purge the tightness in her chest. Her heart lurched, no, a confession would mean a swift change of plans. Titus would sell her off without another glance and she could not afford for that to happen. Darn! If only that stupid game had not clicked red. "Now you're talking like the smart daughter I raised you to be," Purple sighed. "Smart indeed," "Hold on, I'll make a call to Henry," Purple stopped her hands. "What? Now? I'm… I'm… I don't think I'm ready to meet him yet," "Don't worry, honey, it'll be fine," As her mother left, Purple released a sly smile. Phew! Plan A had gone by so smoothly, like a piece of cake, no hitch. But wait, was that a bi
Henry tried to keep the shock out of his face like her words hadn't affected him. "What?""And don't forget to never come this close to me again!" She spat.Henry paused, tilted his head to the right, and smiled. "You're really something,""Leave while I'm being nice!""You have to calm down, listen…""Fuck you!" She sprang to her feet and grabbed a bundle of broom that laid against the wall. "If you don't leave this instant, I'll break you to pieces with this!"Henry stood up with raised hands and stepped backward. Was this the responsible daughter Alice had wanted him to meet? This raving bitch?The hell, she didn't look one inch like a responsible lady, she was dangerous, insane."Are you still here?!"His brows lowered. "Fine, I'm leaving,"At his promise of leaving after a phone call, she stood with a glare while watching him. Within seconds, Alice unlocked the door and walked into the room, a wild look on her face."What's going on here?"Henry brushed past her icily. "You shoul
Lucas brought out his phone from his pocket and tapped on the unread message. His eyes widened. What? Mrs Alice was in town? Why so sudden and unannounced?He sighed. Should he go ahead to meet her as Purple suggested? How would she react to seeing him? No, she'd refuse to smile at him. It would be so uncomfortable.He started his engine and dialed Purple's line thrice, but there was no response. She had to know that buying fruits for her mum was not really a good idea.Within minutes, he arrived at Purple's apartment, but as he started up the stairs, an odd feeling crept up in him. Something was not right, his guts knew it. He had been calling for like a thousand times if not less, but no response. It was unlike her."Purple?" He started and opened the unlocked door to step into the small living room.It was empty, no sign of Purple or her mother."Pur…" he stopped at the sight of her phone on the center desk. Why was her phone here when there was no sign of her?"Purple!" He hurried
"I'm sorry," Lucas whispered.Purple walked towards him, cupped his chin, and placed a kiss on his lips. "It's alright, the diagnosis says appendicitis. We'll get through this together,"He brought her into an embrace. "There's something else,""Which is?""There are signs of a growing tumor in my brain,""Oh my goodness!" She hugged him tighter. "You're going to be okay. I trust you'll be,"There was a sniff behind her and she knew he was trying so hard to control his emotions. Who the hell said that men shouldn't cry?"Cry all you want, pie. I'll be a shoulder to lean on,""I'm so sorry, bun"She brought his head to her breasts. "It's not your fault,""You don't deserve this, I feel…""Hey, listen. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right by your side,"He looked up with a weak smile."You're going to be alright," she assured."Thank you,""Should I make tea for you?""No, I'm fine. I should head back to the office. I have a meeting to attend by 2"Her eyes darted to the wall clock. "I
If looks could kill, then Purple would long be dead from the dagger shooting looks by her boss. Her palms twitched in discomfort as her head hung low. For goodness sake, he should say something other than just staring at her."Why is there no report from you about the shareholders' account?"Purple heaved. Finally, he spoke! "I'm sorry sir, I'll have them delivered to you today,"He searched her face. "Miss Brendon,""Yes, sir,""You were supposed to send in those records yesterday,""So…something came up," she stammered."You allowed whatever it is you're dealing with to affect your job performance?"She bit hard on her lips, searching her brain for a suitable explanation. It was not her fault, but how could she tell him that she had been worried sick about her boyfriend in that she hadn't slept a wink throughout the night, nor could she concentrate on the records.There was no telling him that she had rushed Lucas to the hospital this morning because the abdominal pain had increased
"Damn!" Purple stared at the clock for the umpteenth time while tapping her trembling feet. The white bleached walls of the hospital and its antiseptic smell made her more sensitive and conscious of the blood pumping through her veins. Fear embraced her like an old friend, a draining, exhausting fear. A fear that could not be tamed. It enveloped her insides so much that she trembled, wishing the world were not so full of evil. While there were good people in the world, others were lurking in the darkness, their sole purpose to cause destruction, to ruin happiness. These 'others' existed to make her life miserable, at least so she thought. She sat still, wanting to cry, yet hating herself for being so vulnerable with her emotions, so weak. The solution was not tears, and she knew that. The sight of a doctor distracted her thoughts and she rushed over to take his hands in hers "Doctor— My mom… is she okay?" She asked, her voice rising up and down in quavers. The man looked at her ...
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