(Karis's pov) Since it was Xander's money I was planning to use there was no need for me to hold back because he could afford it. "5 million." Emma had the nerve to raise the price. I saw Miranda's jaw at Emma's audacity. "8 million." I raised the bid. Why was everyone against me today? All I wanted was a piece of jewellery made by my late mother. "10 million." Skyler bid with a sly smile. Emma gritted her teeth, maybe her budget was almost close. "12 million." Emma bid and even I was surprised now. "15 million." I did not want to give up now. My eyes glanced at Xander's, whose attention was on his phone, unbothered by anything happening. "30 Million." Skyler declared. How did a jewelry with starting price of 80 thousand get to 30 million? At this point, I even gave up. "How annoying," I whined with a sad pout. My words seemed to have caught Xander's attention because he glanced at me. "30 million is there any other bid aside from the gentleman man in a
(Karis's pov) I was left puzzled by Xander's warning. "What are you thinking of? he is just jealous of Skyler." I said out loud. I was on my seat enjoying a glass of wine. My mood was a bit down and it made me lose interest in socializing. My eyes darted at the hall impressed at how wonderful the decorations were and how everyone was dashing. This was what a gathering of the elite looked like. It didn't seem like a bad idea to sit back and just enjoy the night. "Good evening Mrs De Marco. I hope I am not intruding." A middle-aged lady in her early forties approached me with a soft smile. I dropped my wine glass on the table and signified she should take a seat. It was funny how people preferred standing at parties like this. "Not at all." The lady got my clue and took a seat. "My name is Sapphire Holmes." She introduced herself. "Like Sherlock Holmes." I made a light joke which she laughed at. "Yes, I got that joke a lot while I was still in school during my
(Karis's pov) A faint smile that had a bitter feel got on my face seeing Skyler offering the first dance to me instead of Xander. No wonder in my past life there were rumours of how perfect Xander looked with Emma than me. Like why would you not think so when she was dancing with him and smiling very graciously? My mouth tasted very bitter with jealousy. "Of course, why don't we dance then? I guess there is no reason for me to refuse." I accepted Skyler's hand which he tenderly held and brought to his lips for a kiss. I don't know if Skyler had a fetish for kissing my hand 'cause it was his favourite way of greeting me. My lips pursed into a tight smile and I joined him on the dance floor."You can't get your eyes off him," Skyler whispered close to my ears which made me feel ticklish. I held his hand while my other hand was on his shoulder as we waltzed on the dance floor. The moment Skyler's hand touched my back, it sent shivers down my back, feeling his callous hand
(Karis's pov) We were so close that it felt inappropriate for a married woman, but who cares? After all, my husband was dancing with another lady leaning on his shoulders. "You just want to get on Xander's nerves for fun." I am amused at how Skyler had a boyish grin on his face excited by whatever mischief he had in mind. "At least that's something we have in common." Skyler mused and my eyes popped out. I did want to get back at Xander for fun and have been pushing him up the brink since our wedding night. Skyler had clues about how my marriage which was surprising. We were in the middle of the hall directly under the chandelier. The truth was that Skyler and I also looked like a couple. "Don't be so shocked, Karis. You are super easy to read. Just follow my lead." Skyler gazed down at me, our position was still uncomfortable with the way his intoxicating breath fanned over me. "But I can't find Xander anywhere," I stated my concerns because aside from Emma, who was gl
(Xander's POV) I was bummed when I lost the bid of the pendant Karis wanted to Skyler. Even though Karis didn't mention it, the history behind the pendant at first glance was obvious. This was one of the works of her late mother; she must have wanted it so dearly, but Karis was being careful of the price. I deliberately raised the price very high for two reasons: to make Skyler give up or to make him spend a fortune. Either case was a win for me, but it still left a bad taste in my mouth when he had it in the end. Karis was disappointed, but she didn't say it; since she didn't like me being around her, I had to leave to give her some space while I socialized with some of the guests. The entire time, I kept glancing at Karis from time to time to check up on her. "I am sorry about what happened earlier." My attention on Karis was diverted to an annoying vixen who didn't know when to stop. "Emma you should apologize to my wife and not me." He said, turning back to look at Emma.
(Xander's pov) Karis and Skyler were the stars of the night; I could even hear murmurs go around at how charming they looked together, like a real couple. Someone even had the nerve to mention that Karis was more suited for Skyler because of his friendly demeanour, unlike me, who was rough on the edges. I scoffed at their words only if they knew the Skyler I consider my rival. His friendly smile could never fool me. It was getting unbearable to watch them, I was itching to pull them apart. Unfortunately, if that happened, it would be scandalous, and some might even say Karis was in an affair with Skyler. That was one rumour I could not afford. I grabbed a wine glass from a nearby server and clung it down in one go. If looks could kill, Skyler would have fallen dead on the ground. "Xander isn't that Skyler dancing with Karis?" Mum asked me. Her voice startled me because I didn't hear her coming as all my attention was on Karis. ' why does she never smile genuine
(Karis's pov) Under the beautiful moonlight on a wide veranda connected to the hall, the two enchanting figures were dancing to the soft melody from the hall. I leaned on Xander's chest to catch my breath after that demanding kiss that sucked the life out of me. There was tension thick between us, but from an outsider's view, you would not be able to guess anything was off from first glance because it seemed like a lovely couple privately enjoying the night, only that the reality of things was far from that. I was annoyed that Xander was dancing with Emma first while he was threatening to punish me for dancing with Skyler as a means to get back at him. Xander was just simply outrageous. Xander was pissed, but it didn't matter to me; he acted like I was the one at fault when the person who started it was him. "Punish me? I didn't do anything wrong here. If anyone should be punished, that person should be you, Xander." I latched out at him. He didn't even bother to explain t
(Karis's pov) The wind howled with a deafening silence. Xander just stood rooted, thrown off by my questions. His lips parted but no words left it. Instead, his fingers raked through his hair as he let out a guttural groan. "You don't want to know the answer, and if I tell, you would not believe me," Xander answered and I scoffed at him. I knew the answer: the only thing he wanted from the way he acted was my body. We were both sexually attracted to each other. "Karis, I don't want to hurt you, but I can't bear to see you with Skyler. You are mine and that is something we would have to learn to leave with." He added, which made me angrier. "Fuck off, Xander; I am not yours and belong to no one else." I gritted my teeth at him, tired of hearing him proclaim that thing over and over again. "You can keep on lying to yourself but I am sure you know the answer. Even though there is no love between us, our fates are already sealed and enough with the drama." Xander b
(Karis's pov) Bertha's speech made me emotional, I never expected she would dedicate such an award to me. The feeling of guilt started to trouble me because since the day of that plane crash three years ago, I had never made any contact with her, but she held me in her heart. The fashion icon award was for clothing item designers, which I was not in the category of. Although I had a clothing line, they were mainly designed by my employees. Once in a while, I designed a few dresses, but it was never my thing. My main category was the royal jeweller which was to be announced after the fashion icon award. Another important personality was called to the stage to announce the results.."the winner of the royal jeweller awards is...." The person drawled. "Even without opening this envelope, we know without a doubt the winner is Esmeralda from Sky Link." My industry name and the spotlight shown on me. A proud smile got on my smile and I graciously made my way to
(Karis's pov) Four years later I was surprised at how fast time had already passed by; I could remember my welding night like it was yesterday, but so much had changed since that day. I sat back in the back seat of the Royce Roy as it drove into the Louvre Museum, where today's event would be held. So much had happened during these past years that Karis Reynolds, who fled from her husband, was no longer the one the world knows today. "Ma'am we have arrived," the driver informed me. I subtly nodded then he drove in line to the beginning of the red carpet. The car doors opened and I emerged wearing an iconic green dress everyone knows as my signature attire. "Madam Esmeralda has arrived," one of the paparazzi screamed and so many cameras started to flash before me. My chestnut was styled and held up while I had a black shade on my face that I always wore to public events and my iconic red lipstick. That was how the world knew Madam Esmeralda, the owner of Sky
(Xander's pov) I heard the baby's cry from a distance. It had been a week since Emma gave birth, and after being slapped by reality so hard, there was no way of escaping. He was my son. 4 DNA tests and not even one came out negative. I begged secretly and wished for it so badly as a means of validation that I didn't cheat on Karis but 4 DNA tests can't be lying. Kyle even ran one, and I didn't want to believe it. The last time I was here was because of Karis. Now, I was family home to see her sister's son. ' Xander you are a scumbag.' I scoffed at myself. That day after Emma gave birth I didn't go to see her. She begged and cried over the phone and even went as far as going to the estate, but the gate was closed for her. My instructions were simple: I wouldn't see her until the baby's test results were out. The rain was pouring heavily, and I didn't bat an eye to see her and had to call Mum to drag her away. Everyone started calling me heartless, then after, which was funny
(Xander's pov) Time is very fleeting. You just wouldn't know how fast it ran by until you took a moment to stare back at how much time had gone by. 9 months, that was how long had gone by. "You should take some time to check how she is doing." Mum's sharp voice cautioned me; she had taken the liberty to come to the office to give me an ear full about treating Emma better because she was carrying my child. So she claimed but I doubt it. "She is doing fine and doesn't need to see my face," I stated, not bothering to take my attention from my laptop. I didn't have the time to entertain Emma, even though she was a bit repentant now but it was also her fault Karis was dead now. Most importantly, her pregnancy has not been confirmed to be mine; while she was pregnant, everyone went against the idea of having DNA until the baby was born, not to take any risks, so until the bastard in her stomach as been confirmed to be mine, I cared less if she was breathing or not. The onl
(Karis's pov) After relaxing a bit, Skyler left the hospital to get things prepared for Valeria's return, although he felt a guard to make sure we were safe. My hospital room was filled with chatter and a peaceful atmosphere. Esther had come to visit me after delivery. She was the only friend I made here. After surviving the accident and she became my attendant nurse we kind of clicked as friends. Inaudible blabbering came from Valeria's mouth in a cot beside me. After studying her condition for 24 hours, she was finally moved to my side. "She will be very beautiful," Esther said with sparkling eyes looking at Valeria's directions. "She has no choice, her mother is beautiful. "I said with a proud grin. It made me sound like a narcissist, somebody I knew at the back of my mind. "I am sure she will, to have you and Skyler as her parents, she will be blessed with unparalleled beauty." Esther chimed and a forced smile graced my lips. That was right; everyone thought her dad was
(Karis's pov) Skyler fell asleep by my side before he realized everything might have taken a toll on him. I was unable to sleep because my mind was busy thinking about what was next now that Valeria was here. My gaze stuck on the white ceiling. Skyler mentioned before that we were going to France for a short vacation immediately after I was cleared to be able to travel. I was wondering if maybe I would just stay in France and attend a fashion school to improve my skills. Although Sapphire praised my skills, I knew there was still something missing. It didn't give me that feeling my mother's designs gave me. The door creaked open drawing my attention from my thoughts. Skyler was not a deep sleeper so he was woken up from his short slumber. "I hope I am not interrupting anything." A man dressed in corporate wear, and a white lab coat came in. He was accompanied by a nurse in pink scrubs. I could immediately recognize he was the doctor who helped me deliver Valer
(Karis's pov) The medical professionals were trained in their job and got straight to everything. My pulse, heart rate and I was administered the right anesthesia for delivery. "The baby might be early but I think you can deliver her safely." He informed me after all birth conditions were met. "Tell me if you feel anything out of the ordinary." "Doctor, can Skyler get in here?" I asked the doctor because I needed someone to hold my hand. He was the only one I trusted right now to be here with me. "Is he the baby's father or your boyfriend?" The doctor asked, I guessed there were restrictions to be met before someone could come inside the delivery theatre. "Yes, he has the baby daddy and also accompanied me during my antenatal." I lied. All I needed was for him to be here; I needed someone to be by my side and assure me all the way. "Alright," the doctor nodded, then turned to one of the nurses, "Get the father in her; he has to witness the baby's birth." He instructed the n
(Karis's pov) My water just broke and my stomach felt like a war was about to break out. I was leaning against the kitchen counter, one hand pressed against my lower back, the other gripping the edge of the sink. The ache in my belly was sudden and I really could not believe my water just broke. Valeria was not meant to come until 2 weeks later. Was I stressed out by seeing Xander that my water broke earlier than expected? It's been 3 days since I accidentally ran into him but it bothered me greatly. The fear of him bursting into my life and why I was unprepared was always on my mind. I was scared he would snatch away the little happiness life has given me. The clock on the wall reads 2:12 a.m., and the house is eerily quiet. I came down for a glass of water to distract myself, to move around and shake off the restlessness, but the tension in my body didn't go away. Another wave of pain grips me, stealing my breath. I double over slightly, one hand instinctively cradling my bell
(Karis's pov) Someone was crying but I didn't know who it was. The halls were dark and eerie; I knew immediately this was not the mansion in Germany I was residing in but the Reynolds family House. How did I get here? I wondered as my legs walked down the silent hallway towards the source of the cries. My eyes darted around, and I could spot some old pictures of Mum and me, exactly how I remembered it to be before Miranda moved in with Emma. My legs stopped at the door the cries were coming from. It was my parent's room; I slowly pushed the door and let out a loud creaking sound that made the person crying to stop. My head peeked in and I caught sight of the Auburn head woman. "Mummy," I called out, my voice sounding like a little girl's own.Mum's auburn hair was very beautiful, and when I was little, I wished that my hair was her colour instead of Dad's chestnut hair. Her hair was reddish brown with a gold undertone. She had fragile beautiful features with a