So, I guess you don't have any problem with me being together with your mommy, right?" William asked Evan, ruffling his hair, who was sitting beside William while Jen was searching for him in the whole event here and there."First don't you dare to touch my hair again or else mommy would kill me for destroying my hairstyle which has been made by her personally. And secondly, I can see, she still loves you and her happiness is being together with you, so yeah I have no problem with it," Evan told him."Woah... I'm proud of you my champ," William said punching lightly on Evan's shoulder."Excuse me, have some personal distance as I haven't forgiven you, yet. And helping you in getting together with mommy doesn't mean we are equal now," Evan stated, simply."Woah, champ you have a sharp tongue like your mommy even though you took your handsome appearance from your father. You sure you are only four years old?" William said, jokingly."well I'm pretty sure about my age but you tell me fir
"Roman, we have to do something, I want Jean every previous activity of the past like where she came from? Whose daughter is she and why is she denying it? Every single detail," William said walking out of the building with Roman."Roger that," Roman replied and we both get inside of my car and Roman drove us to my mansion.We reached my mention and get inside. I went to where the bar was and sat down on the barstool and rewinds today's event in my mind. When I saw her turned her chair towards me my whole world shattered when I looked at her face after 5 years.I was happy in fact I was extremely happy when I saw her face but after seeing her act so strangely all that happiness turned into fear about never getting close to her again.I always heard about Jean Bently that who's the most powerful woman in the business industry. She took over her family business just a few years ago and her hardworking made her company the world's most recognized one.But I never in my worst dreams ever
Noah's questioning had reached a point of exhaustion for Elevena. She was aware that he was behaving in this way out of concern for her, but she insisted that he still respect her choice regardless. Throughout the entire conversation, he has been interrogating her as though she were a suspect in a crime. She did everything in her power to keep the current situation a secret, but she quickly realized that she was powerless to change it. Because Noah knew more than he needed to know about the situation, it was difficult for Elevena to lie to him. It didn't take him long to figure out that she was lying when she kept coming up with new excuses. The things he had to say to her had a number of effects on her. Why did she feel like she had been betrayed? I thought we were married based on a contract. She was so worn out that she tried her best to answer all of his questions, but she couldn't do it anymore. Elevena solemnly informed Noah that if she had to answer one more question from
Damon was angry as he walked away leaving Elevena with Noah. He didn't care what everyone would think but when Peter whispered him that it isn't the right time he stopped.Elevena ran after him saying she doesn't care how he treats her because she knows how much he love her.She was lying one after another because if she won't they will suspect them for acting as they are in love when in truth they aren't.She knew when this will happen no one will blame Damon but her. No matter how hard she try because in the end one wrong step and she will be the one to bear consequences."Damon wait for me," Elevena yelled but he didn't stop and went straight to his personal room, specifically made for him only.Elevena didn't care if she was allowed to enter or not and went inside after him.Damon was furious after seeing her Noah. He was feeling weak as his emotions took over him. he wasn't thinking straight and he knew this is not how he should do things.He couldn't be weak over a girl who alre
I was confused. The whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me was almost too much to bear. It was as if my heart and mind were at war, trying to make sense of the situation. I felt a sharp sting of rejection that cut deeper than I expected. Despite having no romantic feelings for Clyde, the hurt I experienced was real and piercing. As I stood there, lost in a haze of my own thoughts, I didn't realize that my emotions were manifesting physically. It wasn't until I felt the warmth of a tear trailing down my cheek that I became aware of it. The tear seemed to hold all the confusion and pain I was feeling, and its sudden appearance startled me. Clyde's voice broke through my fog of thoughts, but it wasn't the comforting sound I had hoped for. "Did you not hear me?" he asked, his tone cold and distant. The chill in his voice made it clear that he regretted ever touching me. His words cut through me, amplifying the hurt and confusion I already felt. In that moment, I could see the regret
I sighed heavily at his question, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling over me like a heavy blanket."Clyde, do we really need to do this?" I asked, my voice tinged with frustration. "Can you not be serious for just one time?"To my surprise, instead of the usual indifference or defensiveness, Clyde's head tipped back and he burst out laughing. It wasn't his usual fake or sarcastic laughter that I had grown accustomed to. This was genuine, unguarded laughter—the kind I had never seen from him before.His laughter filled the room, echoing off the walls and mingling with the tension that had been hanging between us. I couldn't help but feel perplexed, unsure of how to react. This unexpected display of emotion was like a crack in the facade he had always maintained around me, revealing a side of him I hadn't known existed.As Clyde's laughter slowly subsided, he looked at me with a faint smile playing on his lips. There was a warmth in his eyes, a softness that softened the edges of
The kiss had been brief, fleeting, but its impact lingered in the charged air between us. As I pulled away, I couldn't help but notice the intensity burning in Clyde's eyes. There was a fire there, a raw desire that sent a thrill through me, even as my heart raced with uncertainty.The flames in his gaze seemed to grow hotter, more insistent, mirroring the rush of blood in my veins. My pulse quickened, matching the rapid beat of my heart as I struggled to catch my breath.With soft, deliberate steps, Clyde closed the distance between us once more. Before I could react, I found myself pressed against the cool solidity of the wall, his presence overwhelming and intoxicating.His proximity sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a whirlwind of emotions within me. There was something magnetic about him, something that drew me in despite my better judgment. His touch was gentle yet possessive, a silent declaration of his desire and determination.I met his gaze, my own eyes searching his for
Carlo's words sliced through the air, sharp and cutting. "If I knew you were alive all this time, I would have done it way too soon," he remarked, his tone devoid of remorse or empathy.I felt a surge of anger rise within me, threatening to spill over. How could he be so callous, so indifferent to everything that had transpired? His lack of remorse only fueled my frustration, intensifying the urge to lash out.I clenched my fists, struggling to contain the torrent of emotions swirling inside me. The temptation to slap him, to make him feel even a fraction of the pain he had caused, was almost overwhelming.But I held back, knowing that violence would only escalate the situation. Instead, I met his gaze with a mixture of defiance and disbelief."You don't care about anything," I accused, my voice trembling with restrained anger. "You abandoned me, Carlo. You left me to fend for myself."His expression remained impassive, unmoved by my accusation. It was as if my words were mere echoes