Tom's POV
I was in a state of ectasy when I saw her waving at me through the window. There were so many thoughts running through my head. I can see she is gradually begining to like me but I don't know if she loves me as much as I love her. Women can be very difficult to understand. Even with my experience with Tilda, they seem like a blank book that need to be filled through one's own experience. There are sooo many things I wanted to tell you her, but I don't know if she can take it. I don't know if it will make you happy and bring us together or only dissappoint her and destroy our friendship.
After Mark was pulled away by Tilda during the office dinner party, I sensed her whole mood was destroyed. She couldn't focus on anything else so we decided to leave, just as we heard Mark arguing with Tilda. I was pretty sure it was about my past with Tilda. I couldn't help but notice the way she looked at me when she tried to take Mark away from our little argu
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Mark's POV "Mark, not this morning," Maya pouted. "I thought we made love last night?" She said, trying to wiggle her way out of my arms but i quickly pinned her on the bed. "That was last night," I said lustfully, rubbing my palm on her bump. "It's always been twice a day remember?" I asked teasingly. You see, a week after we got married, we never made love because we were moaning. So after the burial, we decided to make sex a very important part of our marriage and so has it been this five years for as long as we wake up healthy. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten but you might be forgetting that your elephant wife is seven months pregnant, and gets tired easily, so once a day is fine but I promise to make it up to you after our baby is born," she smirked. "But I can't seem to have enough of you," I said, exploring her mouth with my tongue. She kissed me back passionately, encouraging me to slip my hand into her nightie. "Mind you, you are no
I wasn't in the least surprised at Tilda's words. Mark telling me to give him two years gave me some hope that something might happen but I just didn't think it will be something this sad. Sir Max was lost in the whole confession so I had to explain everything to him. It surprised him that I went through all that without telling him. He was disappointed but also proud of me. I knew he always thought me to be strong and brave but this has revealed a different side of me. I saw the relief in Tilda's eyes. I knew she always wanted me to be happy. Tom hugged Mark. It was so priceless. My heart was filled with so much joy seeing those two being best friends again. What more could I ask for? Mark asked to speak with me. I wanted us to speak in private but he insisted on speaking in front of all these people. He said there had nothing to hide. "I am sincerely sorry for all that I put you through," Mark said looking straight into my eyes. "No, you should forgive me for not t
Mark and Tom were already seated in the courtroom when we arrived. I hated the way my coming into their lives has made them enemies. I wish I could take back the hands of time. I was also thinking of how Mark could still be here when Tilda was in the hospital. Is this hearing that important to him? I kept asking myself this question over and over again. Tom's eyes brightened when he saw us and walked to hug me and Tracy. "Who is he?" Sir Max asks with a questionable look. "I will tell you about myself after the court proceedings," Tom said with a smile. Mark's Dad entered the court and I couldn't hide my surprise. He was never in any of the hearings and I wonder what changed. He walked over to Mark and whispered something in his ear. Then what began as a whisper, started getting loud, as if they were arguing. "What the heck son, you should have told me," he said. "Dad, this is personal. You are not invited to this hearing," M
Edward sat between Tracy and me. It was great having him with us. I sat down and tossed a few grains of popcorn in my mouth and sipped on my coca-cola. I was enjoying the moment as the movie was about to begin, never bothering to check the one sitting next to me until I heard his voice. "Are you feeling cold, should I put my Jacket around you?" That's Mark's voice. Why does he want to speak with me now? I was about to speak when I heard a female voice. "No, I'm fine. I'll just relax on your shoulder and keep warm." OMG, this is going to be a nightmarish night. I don't know what else to call it. He didn't notice me sitting next to him so I though of a way of excusing myself. I will take a cab home and call to tell Tracy that I felt dizzy. I can't sit down here and drown in jealousy. "Maya, Tracy was just telling me that you two live together and work together. She also said you are both single so I need to know this. Are you lesbians?"
"Leave her alone." A deep voice thundered, cutting through every corner of the mall and making everyone still. This time, Alex was startled and freed his grip but didn't let go completely of my waist. I began to thank God in my heart for sending someone to rescue me from this insane guy. I wondered what happened to him. His brother Jude was such a gentle soul but for him, that's a story for another day. But the voice sounded familiar. Why did I feel that I knew this voice? I knew I heard the sound correctly. Yes! It's Mark. He was standing there elegantly dressed but boiling with rage and tightened his fist. He was the last person I ever thought to be of help to me today. What was he doing here anyway? How did he know I had gotten in trouble? Alex shifted uncomfortably away from me and yelled, "Who are you and how dare you interfere?" Before he completed his sentence, I line widened across his lips with a broad smile. "Hey, Mark?" He said