“What is your secretary doing in my office and why won’t you stop blowing up my phone?” King demanded with a grunt as he stormed into Brian’s office. King stared at him from where he stood holding a scowled expression. Wondering why he’s never serious. “Alright. For your first question, I took it upon my self. As the kindhearted friend that I am..” He gestured with his hands— “To lend my secretary to you for the time being, before you get yourself one.” ‘Lend? Since when did we start lending each other our staffs. ‘ “You are welcome.” Brian quietly said as he swiveled around on his seat. “Andddd for the second question. Thank you very much for that question by the way.” King began to stomp out of the office — “I’ll be in my office when you are ready to tell me what this ‘supposed’ urgency is about. And please get that overly clumsy girl out of my space.” Brian got up immediately to block him from leaving. “I was just about getting to the second question, why are y
Working in a busy cafe and feeling someone’s hot gaze on you for the past hour would have your whole mind and body spiraling out of control the whole time. Laura hasn’t been able to properly focus with King still in the cafe, sat comfortably working on his laptop. “You’re a mess Lu. You’ve tucked in your hair more times than I have heard my name this year.” Maddie stated in a mocking drawl as she teased. Taking the tray from her. Maddie pushed Laura to go check if Mr McGorritth needed anything. “He’s been watching you the whole hour honey! Don’t worry. I’ve got you. Just go talk to him!” Standing behind the counter, Laura struggled with Maddie “He’s not been watching me. Keep your delusions to your self Madds. STOP!” She whined. Maddie shot her a deadpanned expression— “I’m going to cause a scene here if you don’t move. And think before you talk please. We both know how your brain works.” “Psttt. Hey! Stop biting your lips.” Maddie whisper yelled as Laura walked over to
“The property listings and the property valuation on this presentation doesn’t align. How on earth am I to go into that meeting and present all these? Coupled with the abstract project development plans! ” King complained to a panicking Brian as they went over the deliverables to be discussed at the meeting. Brian loosened his tie for the umpteenth time that afternoon before coming up with a reply “Well technically you’re not the one doing the presentation. Didn’t you say Laura agreed to what ever stupid idea you proposed to her?” “And where is the Laura? I doubt she would be coming. Look, it’s past 2pm already! The investors and other delegates are already getting seated in the board room. I guess I’ll have to handle all this myself.” The day had gone faster than King had expected. And far worse than he imagined. Living life without a secretary or a personal assistant wasn’t ideal for him in any way. “Don’t you have her number? You can call you know? Check if all is alright w
PRESENT DAY… Life sure has a way of keeping someone in check, this time around Laura had been less and less of herself lately. With Dave opening up about his battling cancer, it felt as though everything about her life was falling apart. She along with her elder sister— Storm— grew up with Dave and Maddie here in New York City, for years before Storm passed away tragically when they were still in high school after a scandalous event. As years passed, Laura becsme less of herself and just lived for each day. She seemed to be okay with her boring lifestyle. But until recently—when she started working for King— Laura began to crave for a change. Still very much confused on the next step to take, now it feels as though her life isn’t hers. Laura would do anything to make the people around her feel okay. Even if it means sacrificing her own happiness. It had been three whole days since the event at the hospital and she’s yet to hear from King. Her mind kept repaying all the things
The previous night ended quite surprisingly for Laura. Narrating her ordeal to Maddie and Dave she got to find out that they knew all what he had to say since he had already been to the house earlier on. And what got her pondering right now as she stood in front of King's gigantic gate was the fact that her uncle seemed to be in the know of whatever he wanted to discuss with her.When she had probed further all Dave could offer was a laugh and a shrug saying he was not in the position to reveal.Checking her phone to see the time is just two minutes past 4pm. Laura breathed out a huge sigh. She knew what his days were like and she decided to come at a time when she guessed he would be back home resting.With a pounding heart and her short yellow stripped sunflower dress she pressed the buzzer. Announcing her arrival.After passing through the gate and nervously greeting Alex and Andre by the way, she got to the front door. And before she could say jack, King opened the door for her to
King sat on his kingsized bed with his hands clutching his head after he picked up his phone to answer a call from his sister-Anne- who had been calling all morning to tell him she was waiting for him at his office. Why won't she just come over to the mansion? He hated when she acted like this. Although all their lives she always had a closer relationship with him than their elder brother Greg. King had always indulged her out of the fondness he will continue to have for her.He had intentionally kept his phone on silent before going to sleep after returning from the club knocked out, as he had planned to sleep throughout the morning. Knowing he would be waking up with banging migraines. Right now he wasn't thinking properly as all he could think of was hearing from Laura concerning the proposal.After she left he worriedly decided to go to the club-to clear his head- and ended up 'accidentally' hooking up with this blonde girl, in his defense she had mesmerizing features like Laura
Yes, Dave was in support of the marriage idea but he wasn’t sure if that what was Laura would want for herself. She was still having a hard time discovering her self, and at this age with not much exposure? Could she handle such commitment?. The clouds are barely out. With Laura lying on her bed and Dave sitting by her side they have a mind rapport over her new reality.“Are you really going to go through with it? I know you to be a lover girl, would you really forfeit the prospect of ever being loved? Just because you got pregnant for your boss?” Dave worried.“ I could always leave after having the baby. It’s no big deal Dad, we can make this work.” Taking his hands and offering him a cheeky smile she replied reassuringly for the zillionth time that morning.Call me delusional but I’m going to make him fall for me! “I’m not in support of you leaving! Don’t talk about that. Can’t you see how my marriage ended with Maddie’s mum? She left me for someone else in the most shocking way.
“I can’t see properly!!! Turn the phone to the right.. yes.. no, higher!” Maddie screamed over the phone as she admired Laura’s look for the night. “I think this is too much Madds. I look so different. I love it though.. but..” Laura frowned, taking in her long embroidered emerald green silk gown having an alter neck cut, cupping her full breasts perfectly. With it’s high split showing off her thighs. Star had worked wonders on her hair, kept in a luxury looking messy bun and a short scanty fringe to compliment. “Lu my sugar honey pot ant, you will do well to behave yourself the whole night and keep me updated all through!” “I need to live voraciously through you.” Maddie replied. Laura stood and walked over to her window like she had been doing for the past one hour to check for any signs of King “I don’t know about that. It’s past 6pm already and he’s still not here.” She sighed. Well he did say he’ll be a little late. “Do you want to try calling him?” Maddie asked flatly. “I’
So not everyone wearing scrubs were saints. King has got to learn the hard way.He was leaning back against the cool black leather seat of his SUV, his long fingers tapping an impatient rhythm on the armrest. Outside, the city lights were all white and gold in his eyes even despite the tinted windows. Detective Marshal’s call had come earlier and the urgency in his voice had pulled him out of his office. Luckily, Chase was around in time to cover up for him while he would be away. “King,” Marshal had said in a tone that demanded attention. “I’ve got something for you. We need to meet as soon as possible.” Marshal had said. No greetings, no small talk. Typical of him.Now here he was, parked in a high-rise parking garage, his eyes darting to the rearview mirror as Marshal approached. The detective opened the passenger door and slid in with what seemed like a practiced ease. Marsha never rushed into anything unprepared, and tonight was no different.“Detective,” King greeted him with
Dr. Liam leaned back against the cold wall tiles of his private shower, letting the steaming water cascade over his chiseled chest. The surgical mask lines were still showing on his face, and they reminded him of the exhausting C-section he had just completed. Liam was drained, physically and emotionally. Although he had saved a life today—two, actually. Same as yesterday and the day before—all he could think about was how much he hated these walls. Hospitals were sanctuaries for everyone else, but for him? It was more like a prison.He toweled off roughly, wrapping the plush white towel around his waist before stepping back into his office.And there she was.Stacey.Her red hair was pinned back into a messy bun, a shade too bright against her pale Texan skin. Her curvy body was poured into a black dress that hugged her thick thighs and ample chest like she had revenge to prove. She sat in his swivel chair like she owned the place, her legs crossed in a nonchalant way. Her cherry-re
Laura leaned against the counter that had displays of hot pastries, shifting her pregnancy weight to ease the pressure on her back. Her hand absentmindedly rested on her growing belly as she glanced at Maddie, who was swirling a spoon through a cappuccino she had no intentions of drinking.“So…” Laura started, dragging on that word to hint she was about to ask something prohibited. “How's Dr. Liam these days? Still too busy diagnosing his reflection in the mirror to have your time?”Maddie froze mid-way through swirling her coffee, her playful grin flattening out for just a second before she replaced it with a dramatic eye roll. “Ugh, can we not? It’s way too early for this.”Laura raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Too early, or too complicated? Madds, you know I’m going to ask eventually.”Maddie waved her hand dismissively, leaning on the counter. “He’s fine. You know, doing his doctor-y things and looking annoyingly good while doing them.” She giggled with dreamy eyes. “Noth
He knew the rules: money talked, and everyone else? They just nodded. The world worked on bribes, and the underpaid prison guard standing at the dimly lit corridor, guarding the cell gates, wasn’t about to turn down his envelope of dollar bills.“Back again, Mr. Clean?” The guard’s grin was all teeth and bad intentions, his hand greedily slipping the envelope into his jacket pocket.Matthew smirked, shoving his hands into his jacket. “You’re not paid to ask questions, Moses. I’m not here to bake cookies.”Moses laughed like they were old friends sharing an inside joke. “Fair enough. He’s in the usual spot. Ten minutes.”“Fifteen,” Matthew corrected, already stepping into the dark corridor that smelled of sweat, cheap bleach, and desperation for inmates to escape.Prisons weren’t supposed to feel comfortable, but this one had a bite of an annoying feeling that made his skin crawl every time he visited. And yet, here he was. Again.Dr. Hakeem’s cell was tucked in the back of the buildin
They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but Stephanie Pearson preferred hers steaming hot with a side dessert of sizzling chaos. And oh, she was starving.Stephanie’s crimson nails lightly scratched the silk fabric of her blouse as she stood in front of her floor-length mirror, her reflection staring back at her like an old friend with a knowing smirk. She wasn’t dressed for anything fancy—just a casual crop top and ripped jeans—but that didn’t matter. What mattered was the way her hand instinctively drifted to her stomach.“That foolish Laura,” she muttered, cocking her head to the side, her freckled nose wrinkling in displeasure. “Thinks she can have Kingston all to herself? Oh, honey. No can do.”Her reflection grinned back at her, she was the version of herself she had grown to love over the past few months. She couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle—no, that chuckle was psychotic, if heard closely. “How does she even sleep at night?” Stephanie continued, her high-pitched v
Kingston knew well how to control himself. Everything and every aspect in his life was organized, even down to the way he poured his whiskey. But as he found himself pressing Laura against the bedroom wall, his lips teasing hers with the kind of hunger that could ruin a person, all that control? Out the window.“King…” Laura whispered, her voice breathless, her lips swollen from his warm kisses.“Say it again,” he murmured, his mouth trailing down her jawline, his hands sliding beneath her dress, sending passionate heat on her skin.“King,” she repeated, her tone pleading this time.And that was all he needed.Neither of them remembered how they had made it to the bedroom or when her dress landed on the floor like a forgotten piece of memory. His shirt joined the pile, his tie long gone, and Laura’s delicate lingerie soon followed, leaving her body bare under the soft glow of the bedside lamp.“Lie down,” he commanded, his voice low and rough, yet filled with the only softness he had
Kingston McGorrith was not the kind of man you would expect to see juggling shareholder documents with baby-shopping plans at the back of his mind, but here he was, sitting at his mahogany desk, scrolling through spreadsheets like his life depended on it. And maybe it did. Between managing his multi-billion-dollar empire and making sure his pregnant wife was happy, this man was booked, busy, and his borderline was completely burned out.His office was quiet except for the sound coming from the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional ping of his phone. His assistant had just dropped off the finalized documents for Laura’s announcement as a shareholder, and King had to admit—it felt so unreal. Laura wasn’t just the mother of his unborn child; she was about to become part of his business, his legacy. The thought made him smile that rare but genuine smile that softened his usually sharp facial features.“Everything looks solid,” Brian said, leaning back in his chair as he flip
King barely made it through the front door before Laura was already up from the couch, her eyes lighting up as she reached for him. “Rough day?” she asked softly, her fingers sliding to loosen the silk tie he hadn’t even bothered to straighten properly.King groaned, tossing his briefcase to the floor like it had personally offended him. “Rough doesn’t even cover it.” He shrugged off his blazer, running a hand down his face. “Anne is missing.”Laura’s hands froze midway through loosening the tie as her brows arched up. “Wait. What?”“She’s been unreachable since earlier today. Her phone’s dead, no sign of her anywhere,” he muttered, his tone sharp, but the worry was still evident in his voice. “She tried calling once, but it didn’t even last a second before the line went dead.”“Oh my God,” Laura whispered, stepping closer. “Have you called the cops? Tracked her phone?”King sighed as he tugged off his tie completely, the veins in his neck bulging from frustration. “We tried. Marshall
“Hey, have you heard from Anne?” Greg asked as he barged into King’s office without knocking, his voice tight with concern.King didn't bother looking up from his laptop, his expression bored. “No, she’s avoiding us. And to teach her a lesson, I blocked all her credit cards. Let her sweat a little.”Greg blinked twice, clearly thrown aback as his brows knitted together. “Okay, first of all, bold move. Second, she texted me earlier saying she was back in the country and asked me to pick her up soon. That doesn’t sound like someone who’s avoiding us.”King froze for a second, his fingers hovering over the keyboard lightly. The calm expression on his face began to crack slightly. “What are you saying? Are you kidding?”“I’m dead serious. She said she'd call again when she was ready. But now, nothing. I’ve tried calling her, but she isn’t answering. That's… not Anne.” Greg muttered, his tone dipping into worry.King leaned back in his chair, rolling his eyes until his gaze shifted to the