Zoey woke up on a Saturday morning, groaned into her pillow, sighed, flipped from the bed, let the angry morning sun hit her hard."Just five more minutes." She grumbled, the pillow placed on her face, "I promise to wake up." Her bed was messy, yet she pulled the strand of blanket she could."Mother! Mother!" She heard a shrill voice, ignoring it. Her mind yelled, but when the shadow filled her blurry sight. She bounced out of bed, panting heavily.The moment she saw a pair of familiar blue eyes staring at her, she sighed, before slumping back on the bed. "Zara." She let out a groan, "Is it morning already?""I guess." The little girl bounced happily, before flopping on the bed right next to her mother.Zoey pulled her closer, inhaling the sweet scent of muffins in her daughter's hair. Now, she craved that, tickling her in the stomach, she said. "Tell me, honey, what did you do yesterday?"The little girl rolled her hair backward and laughed due to her mother's giggling, "Mother. Stop
At first, there's shock, there's a faint of red, and lastly, there's surprise, because Zoey Hart is full of surprises, she never fails to do whatever she wants to do.And, that's her. Zoey Hart."Are you fucking sure about this?" Stella reaches out, her voice fuming with joy, unspoken happiness.Zoey almost laughed, at first, she thought her friend would laugh at her and call her stupid, but then she knew that this wasn't any other friend. This was Stella McCartney, the woman that stayed with her, the woman that brought wine over to her place whenever she was feeling low. The woman that would always stand by her side and support her in any fucking life decisions that she made.Oh. Bless her."I am sure." Deep breaths, don't fucking cry in front of your best friend, "I just want Zara to be happy."Stella's face is laced with concern, something about the way unhappiness filled her eyes. "Is Zara not happy?""I don't know." A hoarse voice, sharp, yet deep with pain, oh goodness, here she
Zoey has a few tricks off her sleeve, come find the daddy of her baby, who knows? He might be right there, looking at her. She even prayed, prayed for the daddy to show up magically just like that.Stella hated bars, but still, she came, and she could have never loved her best friend more.They arrived. They walked in.Like the fucking queens they were.Her eyes scanned the area, oh yeah. She hates this place too, the dainty smell and all, she already regrets it, but if this could find her the daddy of her baby, then, fucking why not?Her eyes scanned around the room, roaming, roaming then in landed on the man she wasn't even prepared to see, her plan was to run, she couldn't meet him now, or not fucking now, but then Sky who have been seating with him all along yelled between the loud hip-pop music."Zoey baby, over here!" That fragile voice boomed back at her, his voice was loud. Oh now everyone was staring at her, with pressed lips and raised brows probably wondering whether she wa
Zoey shook her head, feeling the spark that rasped her spine. Her hands wobbled, before she let go hurriedly, this kiss was heaven, she had tasted it before. It was familiar, like something she had done before."What?" He asks softly, his deep brown eyes probing into hers out of concern. He made to inch further, and she wobbled away from the bed.One thing, she didn't like the look of hurt that crossed his features."No." She kept shaking her head, she was sure of it. She has done this before.He stretched his hand forward, but she stared at him like it was a ghost."What's wrong?" Something about his face softened, the way his voice reached her spine. She wanted to tell him everything about this was wrong."Is it about me?" His voice cracked. Something about his tone made her feel dead end guilty. "Is it because I don't have a rich family, or I don't have the type of life you want? Or."She shut him immediately, just by watching him say those words made her heart twist more. "No. It'
Dates were fun for some people but for Stella McCartney, it was the opposite of what she heard from those damned fairy tales, go on a date, feel those butterflies squirm your stomach, make flirty gestures, end up kissing and spending the night together on your bed.But for Stella McCartney, it was surely going to be calls from her parents on why she just wasn't doing it right.She was trying her best, but she couldn't just work with this guy. He. It. Everything was impossible."Tell me about work." He asked that question for the third time in a row.She grit her teeth silently, regretting why she wore her favorite earrings, when this man wouldn't even acknowledge her. Didn't he notice? Damn, she hated dates."Stella dear. You aren't paying attention." Doctor Rodriguez said silently to her, his mouth stuffed with bread.For fuck sake, Doc, I would rather be at home watching my worst movie than be here, but because this was her parents, her family command, she had to do this."Sorry. I
The world stopped. Everything froze, and Zoey felt like the little girl she was who was begging for her mother's attention when she was nothing but ten."Mommy?" Little her had asked with so much hope brimming her eyes, she stretched the book forward, blinking her eyes like the innocent kid she was. "Will you read for me? Just like you read for Alexis."Priya crouched down, grabbed the book and hauled it towards the floor, "What are the maids for, honey?" She stomped off, leaving little Zoey to whimper in tears.She could never forget her mother, the one who abandoned her and attended to her big sister, Alexis, the same woman who was staring at her with icy cold eyes.She was Zoey Hart, she could do this, but not now, she didn't want to face her mother now."What do you want?" She tried to be brave, but ended up solid, her body tensed."Priya." Her father was speaking now, that same hardness in his voice."Oh. Honey, I have missed you so much." She said humorless, waving her hand in t
Those innocent blue eyes stirred him into a world he had no idea of. Her eyes were soft, rather dim to be exact, but she looked so pure, so sweet that he wanted to say something.He wasn't that good with kids, but he wanted to be good. For this little girl that he didn't even know her name.He crouched on his knees, his eyes softening, "It's okay."The little girl stretched her hand forward and squealed. "Okay, mommy told me to always be polite."Well, your mother sounds like the greatest person ever.He wanted to pat her hair, run his hands down those silky chestnut hair, but instead he stared at her, watched her run back to a man standing afar off.Maybe, that's her father. He sighed heavily."Uncle Liam!" She chanted, that big bright smile on her perfect face, "Watch me run."So little.So pure.So fucking innocent.He jabbed his fingers together, why should he be caring about some little kid when he got his own shit to handle? He turned back and walked away, the regret still clamp
The moment that Zoey reached home, the house was cleared, Rafael's stuff was gone. She checked everywhere. His room was shallow and stuffy, something not fitting it right.She knew the truth now.He's gone.All this while, he was pretending, he was just trying to hurt her, or was it? Why wasn't he here? Why wouldn't he tell her the whole truth?She already tucked Zara into a nap, now she was standing at the entrance of his room, gazing at the empty room, except the bed was still intact, and his body cologne filled the whole room, so that sounded like a good sign.But, was it actually?"Zoey." That deep hoarse voice she had come to get used to said roughly behind her.She swirled around, her eyes facing the man who was pretending, "Rafael." It turned bloody cold. "What are you doing here?"He didn't seem a bit affected by her words, his shoulders sighed, dark circles tagged under his eyes. "Liam texted me.""You guys." She fought the words to escape from her lungs. "You work together,
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