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"Let me go." Stella stumbled out of the library, "You are hurting me damn wrist!" She suppressed the pain, but noticing his features, she kept quiet. He still dragged her unto the streets.He hauled her across his car, his voice shrill. "Get in," His dark dangerous eyes stared at her, before jabbing his hands together, anger flushed through his veins.Was this man insane?"I am going home." She breathed heavily, her voice coming out as a whimper."What?" He tilted his head, and for the first time, she noticed his dragon tattoo at the nape of his neck, she had never seen those before. Were they new?"You are not the owner of my life. Sky," She was back to explaining that he wasn't her boss, she had her life to live, and he had his. He stood in front of his car, his eyes darkening around her. "That guy was indecently flirting with you." He hissed, taking a shallow breath."I know him." She mumbled a few words under her breath, seriously, what in the hell did he took her for? That littl
Dexter hated Mondays.That was why today he had no high hopes for his Monday, his schedule was simple, work, go home and sleep, simple and clear, just like him.Honestly, he expected his Monday to go better today because he had just gotten another pair of clothes, seated in his office, dear Goodness, he loved the perfect view of his office, hearing the bustling of cars in New York, even though his office was located in the last floor, but now, his hands is typing on his laptop, his hands hurriedly grabbing the coffee before he plucked it to his lips. Why did he hated Mondays? Because, that was when his elder sister, Nova had the audacity to complain about his love life.It all happened just so super fast, his assistant was complaining about a woman coming in, soon, a stack of folders erupted on the table, he could hear the heavy panting of someone's chest, the probing intense look, and when he finally gazed up, a pair of dark eyes scanned his body."Are you out of your mind?" She asks
"I am dating Zoey Hart!" It happened all so fast, everyone paused in their tracks, beating hearts, widened eyes, batting of lids, and lastly, clasping of hands."Well, well, well." Nova drawled, before clutching her jacket to her body, her inky dark hair sprawled around her face and she took a step closer.Zoey couldn't think; because she thought she heard the word 'Dating' 'Zoey' and something about her last name too, then, it dawned on her, Dexter had told his sister that she was dating him.Holy goodness. She turned to look at him immediately, but he flashed her those simple eyes that spelt enough doom. 'Help me out.' He mouthed.Zoey freaked, freaking out was an understatement, she panicked before casting her eyes over to Nova, letting out a nervous laughter."Is it true, are my two favorite people dating each other?" She looked eager to know, which brought a dread to Zoey's heart, her hands was stretched forward, before she sat down on the chair beside Zoey, her eyes blinking per
Oh. Who would have thought that it wasn't just a little white lie?In other words, Dexter's life was completely over. He had only told a little white lie, and now that lie was rushing towards him like a dynamite, why did he have to tell that strong lie which was now seeming to destroy his life?As he pulled into the Hart's household, he pressed the brake harshly, oh right. Someone was right there, beside him. In his own car.Zoey strapped the seatbelt harshly, "I still can't believe you are making me do this. Pretend as your girlfriend? You are a monster," She exhaled, heat flushing through her lungs."I will take that as a compliment." He wasn't in the mood, she wasn't either.She attempted to push the door open, but he didn't know how, his firm hands pulling her back into the chair. "Let's go over this plan again.""No." She slapped his hands away harshly, "Alec's my brother, it's just a family dinner," Rolling her eyes, she gazed at him deathly.Her hard face almost pressing toward
Zoey had forgotten how to breath- Her breath sucked her lungs, oxygen rasped her throat, her heart pounds lightly, fearfully, dangerously, was this how it felt? She could nearly keep her pulse in check, it was weird, but she sat there, no words emitting from her lips, it was weird.Was this how it felt losing someone? She had never lost someone before- except her gold fish she lost when she five, well aside from that, everyone that surrounded her were always full of energy, and now learning that her elder sister and her husband was dead. Her breath hitched, breath.Zoey, just breath, she couldn't speak, she refused to breath within her self, the only word echoing in her mind was 'Death', why did that word feel weird? She didn't like it one bit, it was suffocating enough for her.A hand pressed hers gently, and she stared at Dexter, her lips parted a bit, he was smiling at her, telling her that everything was going to be okay but her heart wasn't telling her so."Zoey, please calm down
Zoey swore she lost her stance, but Dexter grabbed her immediately, his hands wrapped around the small of her back, she panted heavily, her voice breaking. He pulled her back up gently, her hands clinging over to his."What are you saying?" She turned towards Samantha, her hands trembling. She looked at the figure, before turning her eyes away immediately."The dead bodies." Samantha paused, she moved towards the door, before peering into it. "They looked decayed, like they have been dead for a pretty long time. The nurses, I feel their hand in all of this." She nobbled with the knob, trying to push it open. "It's rigged. And, all I know, someone is planning to get back at you. Your family," She paused, before trying to force out a smile, but it only ended up being cracked, "Dex. Take her home, she needs to think about all of this."Dexter nodded his head, slightly, before pulling her along."No!" She yelled, her lids stinging with tears once more. "I want to know who's doing this, wh
Zoey lied on the couch of her room, different thoughts flooding through her mind, sometimes, she just sighed, before breathing slowly, ah. Her life was definitely not in good shape.With only a pair of socks etched around her legs, a tanned jacket and her ripped jeans she pulled out of her wardrobe. She adjusted on the couch again, the TV was on, but she wasn't the least bit interested in watching TV. Her heart was sober. She couldn't think at all.Dexter had dropped her off with the warnings that she had to eat something, but was it really the time to eat? Her appetite was gone. Was she more scared than worried?And, then, her phone chimed loudly, with high hopes, she winged it over to her ear immediately. "Hello? Hello?" She hopefully said, her eyes was still blurry from the tears."It's Natasha, are you okay darling?" She was concerned, they were all concerned for her, making sure that nothing happens to her, but was she even concerned about herself? All, this years that she had wo
Zoey's hands trembled slightly before she pushed the door of the animal shelter open, why was she suddenly feeling giddy? She was just going to adopt a cat for her sweet little Zara.She figured out recently that if her daughter Zara loves when people stroked her hair, then she would absolutely love the cat who's fluffy. Sounded like a perfect idea.She hated animals, not in that sense, she just hated having them around- except her little gold fish when she was five, she wasn't sure it was considered an animal, but oh well."Miss. Hart?" The head of the animal shelter had ran to her, before grabbing her hand gently, who wouldn't be surprised seeing Zoey Hart in their local animal shelter?Barks of dogs filled her ears, meows of cats struck her hard and she contemplated on still doing what she wanted, but her daughter, Zara loved cats, it might even be an early birthday present."Oh. Yes." She stared down at her dress, before turning to face the middle aged woman, her hair was already
Thank you everyone for loving Zoey Hart and as much as I did. Even with the late releases, I am glad that you all stayed with me throughout the journey of Zoey Hart and Dexter.You can check my other books.A deal with the billionaire (Book one)A game with the billionaire (Book two)Taming the billionaire (Book three)Book four and five alongside with other books is coming soon. Thank you to my readers, I don't know what I would do without you wonderful people, if you love Zara Hart, and think you want to hear her story, you can let me know in the comments section.Yours,Rae-Rae.
One year later,Thanksgiving day.The room smelt like any other thanksgiving room, roasted turkey, cream, salad and a bunch of people sipping wine. The dinner was about to start, and soon everyone was going to be saying what they were thankful for.Zoey recounted, she didn't even know where to begin, just one year ago, her life had changed ever so much. Perfectly well, it had gone along.Dexter came into her life, Rafael stumbled in, and oh, she didn't know how, but they both loved her daughter so much, well. Zara better get used to having two overprotective fathers.Miranda, Stella and Zoey have become quite the inseparable trio, having tea on Mondays, hitting the gyms, and gossiping about their husbands.Presently, Zoey was sprawled on the bed, her hands swiping through her phone, just waiting for it to be ringing, finally it chimed. She swiped it up immediately."Stella!" She beams, cheeks pink. "How's the baby moon going? Is Mexico alright?"Stella's voice sounded so angelic from
Two Months later."Zoey hurry! We don't want to be late for Sky's concert. Do we?" Stella yells from the bedroom, her gaze directed at the dressing room."Coming! Just trying to get the zipper on, damn, it's too hard!" Zoey yells back.Stella takes in a little giggle, and stares outside the room, the view is perfect, she could see the sun set even from here. She was having a giddy feeling today, but it didn't sum up her excitement.Today was Sky's first concert after his music block has been overcomed and he was singing his new song. People are flooding all over Los Angeles just to hear his voice, She, Zoey and the rest already got their tickets. She couldn't wait to see him sing after his music block. Excitement is washing over her. She can't wait.Zara enters the room, a smile on her face. "Aunt Stella!" She throws herself towards her."How was your night? Little Pumpkin?" Stella nudges her hair playfully, her hands moving to tickle her."It's fine." Zara scrunched her nose, before
Even though one week had passed and everything seemed to be moving well, Zoey still felt this urge: sinking and swimming through her, prompting her to see her mother in jail, so that's why early in the morning, she got into her Sedan and drove towards the lane."What do you want?" The receptionist barked at her, her face gruff, prison was not a good place, no doubt. It smelt of stale coffee, the place looks rugged, like criminals had been jacked into this place, struggling to get inside."I want to see my mother." Zoey made to speak again, but the angry looking woman waved her off."Sorry. Kid." The woman puffed her cigar in between her hands, "But visiting hours are over, if you would please return later, I am sure you would be entertained with whoever you want to meet."The woman is really rude, no doubt, but Zoey doesn't want to leave without seeing her mother. Sometimes, your name is very important, and if using that name would get her what she wants. Then, why the heck not?She
The whole room felt so small as Zoey ran past them, it was like oxygen was racking her spine as she counted the rooms. Her breath was short-lived, she could only pray under her breath."Zara!" She calls out, fear evident in her voice, the pain of losing her own daughter sends tears to her eyes. The hall was stretched out, too many rooms. The stairs looking back at her.She stopped at the living room, she could feel the throbbing in her head."Zara! Please come out. Please." She just stood there rooted, it was like the alarm was buzzing in her head: countdown, five, four..Sweat clanged the corner of her hair, she checked her father's study, it looked rather untouched. Her father's favorite novel, 'Rich man, poor man,' sat there elegantly on the table. Hope. It needled through her, then vanished into thin air. She called again, this time more loudly, perhaps her daughter might hear her. "Zara!" The room was eerily quiet.With lost hope, she just stood there, she would rather blow with
The next day came rather too quickly, and like her mother used to say when she was young: You just have to face it.So, when she sprang up from the bed, she kissed Dexter on the forehead gently before heading downstairs. Rafael was by the counter making cereal for her daughter while balancing a cup of coffee on one hand."Ready for the big day, huh?" He hands her a cup, while gently pouring the milk into the bowl, Zara watches with her eyes fluttering."It's funny how you made it sound so casual." Zoey says casually, everything has been planned, they are all meeting up in her father's house. Nova, her husband, Alec and his wife, Stella and Sky. Miranda was going to meet them there.Zara shoves her spoon into the bowl, her mouth full of corn flakes. "Mother. Can I come with you? Pretty please?""Yes. Dexter and I will get the car ready, why don't Rafael pick out your dress, okay sweetheart?"She nods and focuses on her food, just by staring at her daughter makes her heart swell, the on
In life, you could be either lucky or unlucky, but there's no such thing as luck or not luck, it's the chance we have, it's the choice we get that defines us, not our luck, that's why as Lin sat down, fiddling with the hemline of her gown, she recalled all the choices she had got to make, and one of them dealt with forgiving her husband, Asher.He was only being threatened, he just wanted to protect her. He loves her, that's why he wanted to protect, because for the person you love, you could go through extreme lengths just to make sure they were safe."Lin? Lin, are you listening to me?" Asher said, clutching the cup of coffee in one hand.She snapped out of her daydream, before staring around, waiting. What was he saying? She didn't even hear a thing."I was saying whether we should take the kids to Disneyland this year?" That was one thing she would always love about him, his ability to remember anything."But Mommy, we went to Disneyland last year!" Her seven year old daughter wai
Stella had imagined countless things in her life, but here she was. Seating opposite her parents with Sky by her side, this time. She wasn't scared, hope brimmed in her chest, because with him she felt strong, she felt like somebody."You want to date him?" Her mother said, under those lashes of hers, her words held some kind of deep warning, "What about Doctor Rodriguez?"Her father dropped the spoon on the plate, the metallic sound filling their eyes. "Stella dear. You can't go out with him. He's not for-""I didn't come here for your approval." Her tone sent them all warning, Sky placed his hand on her shoulder, his gaze, a reassuring one. He turned towards her parents."I am Sky. Well, I dated your daughter, until you threatened me to leave her, I fell in love with her, again. I fell hard, I am still falling for her. She makes me, she completes me. I love her so much."Neither of them blinked."And I am sorry, but you can't stand in the way of our love," He breathed in, "She helpe
Loud chattering filled the room, kids chasing each other, muttering words under their breath, some kids sprawled on the neat blue rug, playing with their toys.The kitchen linked to the living room, some adults were leaning against the island, each gripping a glass of wine. There's some muttering, no laughter here, just clear talking.Relax. Zoey's head throbbed, but she just couldn't. Dexter's hand was placed on hers, it was warm, at least that made her calm down a little, but still. She wanted to sprang up the seat, and protect those she loved, her mind reeled. To her mother's word, to Lin's words.Thankfully, Zara was talking to her cousin 'Damien', they seemed to be arguing though, but hey, it was her daughter."Everybody." Natasha clicked the glass, the whole room went silent. The kids stopped and turned to look at her, immediately she received the call, she didn't know what prompted her to call Natasha, Natasha was soothing on the other end, and they agreed to call a meeting.Li