The cold night is refreshing and pleasing. The street lights is igniting the dark nature of the night, adding to its beauty. A black car pulled up in front of a tall fancy building. The front seat door opened. "See you tomorrow," Mr Vincent said to Cameron, who nodded with a smile and got off the car. She looked at him after closing the door. "Your car will be available tomorrow." He said to her. "Thank you very much, sir." Cameron said, smiling. "You are welcome. Good night." He said. She waved a little at him as he drove away. Her smile fell as she stared at his car. She walked into the building through the glass doors. Her black heels, clicking on the spotless tiled floors claimed the attention of the male receptionist. "Welcome, ma'am." The receptionist greeted her.She didn't respond or look his way but walked towards the elevator. The receptionist dropped his gaze on his laptop. "Okay, nice snob." He muttered, looking towards the elevator. Cameron walked into the elev
"I did everything possible to bring her down academically. I made her go with me to parties I don't even want to go to. I made her drink a lot but still, she always maintained her straight A's!" Cameron yelled, making Ava flinch. Cameron scoffed. "I was the happiest when she told me she won't be able to further her education. That was an opportunity for me to be bigger than her as I have always wanted. I was fucked excited about the news. But she revealed her marriage as well." "Marriage?" Ava asked. Cameron scoffed. "The bitch got married to the most handsome man I have ever since." Ava furrowed her brows in confusion. "Xavier Sheffield. A fucking Greek god. He had nothing when he married her. He was a church rat." Cameron said. Ava gave it a thought. "That should be a great news. I mean, she ended up with a broke man. Isn't it a good thing?" She asked. Cameron scoffed and turned to her. "Why the hell would she even get married before me?" Ava raised her brows. "I am a year
Archie asked Giselle as she helped him put on his t-shirt, "Mum, are you going to work today?""Yes. It is Friday, not the weekend yet," she replied, reaching for the comb on the nightstand."Don't go to work today," he whined."Yes, Mum. Don't go. Stay with us," Ayla chimed in, standing next to her with a towel wrapped around her little body."Yes, Mum, stay with us," Archie echoed."I wish I could, but I have to go to work. If I don't work, we won't eat," Giselle explained, using the comb on Archie’s hair."But we do eat. Blaire makes food for us all the time," Ayla pointed out."That's because she is the best. But we can't continue relying on her food. I have to support her financially, and you both have to go to school," Giselle said, placing the comb down.She turned to Ayla. "When are we even going to school?" Ayla asked.Giselle opened her mouth to speak, but Archie interrupted. "Do you want to go to school?""No," Ayla answered."What the...?" Giselle thought."Me neither," A
As Giselle walked out of the building, the kids called, "Bye Mum!" in unison. They stood on the balcony with Blaire, waving at her."Bye," she waved back.Turning to the road, Giselle walked out of the streets and headed toward the bus stand. A bus stopped just as she arrived.She entered and joined the others who were standing, holding onto the overhead holder.Giselle wore a green knee-length dress. It was old but still fit her well. She felt tired of wearing skirts and shirts and recognized she would have to get used to them—they were like uniforms for the company.The bus kept moving, and everyone inside focused on the road, minding their own business.As they drove past the school Giselle wanted to enroll her kids in, she felt hopeful. It wasn't far from home, and she believed it would be perfect for them.They would resume on Monday. She didn't want them to continue staying at home; they were missing out on so much. She planned to use her last savings to register them and then w
“What are friends for?" Cameron asked, forcing a smile at the person she hates the most in the entire world. Giselle smiled at her, feeling a little bit secured thanks to her best friend. Cameron always makes her feel this way. Secured and assured that everything will be fine. And she believes it will. She dropped her gaze on the cup in her hands, thinking about how she would get Xavier’s hair or a cup he sipped from. It is going to be hard but she has to try.She thought about what Blaire said. Her and the kids deserve a good life. But she is not doing this for herself but for the kids. They are innocent humans who deserve a good life. She has to try and get this DNA test done. She hopes it comes out positive. She hopes Xavier is the father of her both kids. Not one. Not none. Cameron stared at her ignorant enemy. It is taking her a lot not to squeeze the daylight out the plastic cup in her hands right now. God, she hate Giselle so much. This news has done nothing but add to
Giselle watched as Xavier and Arabella held each other while speaking to Cameron. Her heart ached every time she saw them together. They had actually shared a kiss just seconds ago. She wasn't sure why she had looked their way; it was so annoying.She focused on the files, trying her hardest to understand what Rob was saying, but she couldn't concentrate because of Xavier.This was so annoying.She needed to get Xavier’s hair for the DNA test. That would be difficult, so she planned to go for his cup. But he hadn't asked for coffee or wine since then.Wasn't he thirsty?"Do you understand?" Rob asked, making her look at him.He raised an eyebrow at her.Giselle shook her head.He sighed. "Come on, Giselle, I have been explaining this to you for almost an hour," he said, sounding frustrated.She felt terrible instantly."Where is your attention?" he asked."I'm sorry, Rob. I was...""Just take it and go through them. I need a break," he said, handing the files to her and walking away.
“Why were you trying to steal the cup?" Xavier asked.Giselle's heart pounded harder than it already was.He had seen her trying to put the cup into her pocket. How had she not noticed him?!"I asked you a question, Miss Harrison."She almost flinched."Why were you trying to steal the cup?" he repeated.Her hands became sweaty."I wasn't... I was..."He scoffed.Giselle dropped her gaze."This is fucking hilarious," he said.She closed her eyes and opened them."I saw the way you took the cup from that crew member," he continued.Oh gosh.She clenched her fingers."Your moves were very suspicious, so I had to follow you. And now, I walked in on this. You are stealing a cup now?" he asked mockingly.Waves of embarrassment washed over her, but she was more scared of him discovering why she was taking the cup."Why were you stealing my cup, Miss Harrison?" he demanded.Her heart dropped.She looked at him.He raised his brows at her.Giselle dropped her gaze and was about to speak, but.
“What the heck is wrong with that boss of yours?" Blaire asked as Giselle hung her bag on her shoulder and tucked some strands of hair behind her ear.Giselle thought about packing her hair in a ponytail."Doesn't he understand it is the freaking weekend?" Blaire pressed.Giselle heaved a sigh as she sat on the sofa and began putting on her shoes. They felt tighter every day.She really needed new ones.Blaire scoffed. "Can't he handle emergencies by himself?"Giselle stood up and walked toward the mirror. "It is the weekend, Giselle. You have to rest. He stressed you this week," Blaire said as Giselle used a band to tie her hair while looking at herself in the mirror.She was wearing a blue knee-length dress that was slightly fitted."And you have to spend more time with the kids," Blaire added.Giselle turned to her. "You are right, Blaire. But I have to work. I have no choice."Blaire heaved a sigh, folding her arms.Giselle approached her. "Guess what?"Blaire rolled her eyes."C
Giselle sighed as she unlocked the door to Harley’s office. She walked in and turned on the lights.So much for partying.If it weren't for Damien, she wouldn't be there. She would be with her kids right now, not witnessing the drama between Xavier and Arabella.So annoying.She couldn't even drink. She was banned from taking anything beyond water and fruit juice.Drinks had literally destroyed her. She couldn't let that happen again.She walked toward the desk and picked up the only file on it, which had "Monday" written on it.Opening it, she discovered it was Walker’s shoot. Wow. Another shoot. She blushed, recalling her huge portrait on the wall of his company building.She couldn't believe her eyes. She looked very beautiful in the picture.She loved it.Damien was such a nice guy. He had paid for everything she was wearing. He had taken her to a nice restaurant and a spa where she got everything done.He was very nice.No doubt she liked him.What was there not to like?She turn
The night is beautiful and a bit windy. It is past eight pm and the city's lights are igniting the beautiful city. Lens Masterpiece company has two huge lights at top of the building that is pointing to the sky. The building is booming with music, and moving down, you would see a projector on the wall of the building, displaying most of Arabella’s personal pictures and some of her and Xavier together. A lot of exotic cars are piling up in front of building. There are a lot of press and photographers all over the place taking pictures of the arriving guests in their beautiful attires. There are flashes of lights from the cameras all over the area, giving the sense of a Met Gala event or Oscars. There is a red carpet on the ground, leading from the end spot of the company's compound to the inside of the company. There is also a long red ribbon on both sides of the carpet, separating the press and the photographers from the carpet pathway. Guests dressed in very beautiful and expen
Giselle furrowed her brows in confusion.Why is she here?How did she get here?She looked at the bed. Her kids were not with her.What was going on? She didn’t understand.She moved to get out of the bed, but the door opened, revealing Xavier.She froze.He was dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, holding a covered plate and a glass of juice in his hands.She furrowed her brows.He smiled at her the moment their eyes locked."Good morning, baby," he said, walking towards her."Baby?""Rise and shine," he said, placing the plate and glass on the nightstand.He leaned in front of her, smiling.She shifted a little, confused to say the least."What's wrong?" he asked, furrowing his brows."What is this, Xavier?""What do you mean?" he asked, pretending as always.She scoffed, standing on her feet and moving away from him."Baby, what is—""Baby?" she retorted, scoffing.He furrowed his brows."Did you kidnap me?""What?""Yes. That's what you did. You kidnapped me. Where are my
Giselle's heart raced more than it already did. Xavier was kissing her roughly and holding her tightly.What had gotten into him all of a sudden?She struggled to push him away from her. She moaned out of frustration, hitting his shoulders with her hands, but he kept on kissing her. He held the back of her head tightly.She felt pressure between her legs. She experienced a lot of emotions: adrenaline, goosebumps, pressure, and anger.He was too strong for her. She didn't like this. What was wrong with him?He moved them toward his desk, making her rest on it as he continued kissing her.She did what her instincts told her to do. She kicked his groin, making him let out a groan and release her. She attempted to run away, but he held her hand and drew her back.In an instant, she gave him a hard slap on the face, making him look away.Giselle was panting in anger. She wanted to hit him again and again. He deserved it. He was her worst nightmare.Her worst mistake!“You bastard! Don’t yo
“Big sis," Alex called.Giselle got on her feet and walked around her desk while still staring at Alex. He was amazed to see her.So was she.He looked different. Different from the little Alex she used to carry in her arms all those years ago. She hadn't seen him in a long time, even after she got married.He was very tall, muscular, and very handsome too.She got closer to him, and they hugged each other."I can't believe my eyes," he said, unwrapping her and looking at her from head to toe."You look different and more beautiful," he added.She chuckled. "Oh my God, Alex. You don't know how happy I am to see you.""Me too, big sis. I looked for you after our parents told me what happened. I couldn't reach you. Aria and I couldn't reach you. I still can't believe what they told me."She stared at him."That you are not my real sister," he added.Her heart clenched."Seriously, sis, I didn't know. Aria and I didn't know until they kicked you out," he said worriedly.She nodded. "It
Loads of regrets washed over her as he smirked at her.She felt terrible.She felt dirty.She felt shameful.She felt pissed beyond anything. She pushed him away, and he almost fell."You bastard!" she yelled, pushing him again."Don't you ever come near me again!" she almost cried, running out of the kitchen.She ran toward the restroom and entered one of the stalls. Sitting on the toilet seat, she covered her face with her hands.She cried silently, feeling very awful.That didn’t just happen to her.He was a devil.He was a bastard!She hated him!She hated him so much.What is wrong with you, Giselle? How could she let him come near you like that?How?!What is wrong with you?!She hugged herself, sniffling.She felt so pathetic.She couldn’t believe she let this happen.She felt very awful.Damn you, Xavier.Damn you!*******After some minutes in the bathroom, she headed back to the studio. She managed to compose herself before stepping out.She still felt awful, but she had to
Giselle turned her gaze away from Xavier just as Damien pulled away from the hug. He gave her a pleasant smile, and she returned it, though a wave of nervousness still lingered beneath the surface.She felt exposed beneath the dress, knowing there was nothing underneath to shield her, though the fabric did its job—barely. The slit ran dangerously high.Harley had picked the dress for her.In fact, Harley had orchestrated everything. She had intentionally caused delays in their preparations and misled Rob with false information.She’d wanted to mess with Arabella a little, claiming Arabella would fall for the misinformation and act immediately.Giselle had her doubts—but looking at Arabella now, caked in makeup and visibly fuming, it was obvious she had taken the bait.It was actually hilarious.“So, what do you think, Damien?” Harley asked.Damien shook his head slowly, his eyes still fixed on Giselle with awe, much like the others in the room.“I think I’m going to make a lot of sale
Ava bit her lips, regretting asking the question. Well, she can't back down now. She has to finish what she started.She couldn't ignore the signs. Her curiosity had to get the best of her.She seriously can't believe Giselle is here and in front of her.The same Giselle her mean girlfriend hates so much."Um...Cameron is an old friend. She talks about her friend called Giselle sometimes." Ava said.Giselle’s face twitched."So I wanted to know if you are the same Giselle she was talking about." Ava said."Yes. Cameron is my best friend." Giselle said, smiling a little.Ava is amazed by that.Giselle is not as she expected. She just called Cameron her best friend.And happily too.Giselle is instantly reminded of the little issue between her and Cameron."But we.....," she paused, looking at her fingers but looked back at Ava. "We are not in good terms."Ava nodded. "Really? Mind telling me why?Giselle shrugged but furrowed her brows a little as she recalled something."Wait, are you
Giselle furrowed her brows as Ava continued staring at her in a blank but strange way."Do you know her?" Elodie asked Ava."What? No, no. Her name is just familiar," Ava said, extending her hand to Giselle and smiling.They shook hands."It is nice to meet you," Ava said."Same here," Giselle replied, smiling a little."So, where did you and my dad meet?" Elodie asked Giselle."I told you, princess," Damien said."I know, Dad. I just want to hear it again, but from her," Elodie said, smiling at Giselle.Giselle let out a chuckle. "We met at the mall. He was buying some pretty dresses for you," she said, making Elodie giggle."And we met again today at the company where I work," Giselle added."That means you both are meant to be," Elodie said, making them chuckle."That's enough questions, princess. Let's have dessert," Damien said, motioning toward the dining table.Elodie held Giselle's hand as they headed toward the dining table.She is so adorable, Giselle thought.When they reac