The guard and Brenda stopped in their tracks. Knowing fully that no one had entered after Brenda had.The guard carefully placed Brenda down, still keeping a tight grip on her so she wouldn't do anything rash.“And who are you?” the guard asked the figure in the shadows, though it was clear that the guard recognized his boss’s voice.“ let her go, that is not how a man should treat a lady “The person said stepping out of the shadow, this made then curious to how it may concern the unknown figure As the figure came into the light, Brenda was shocked, her mind racing “ Will!!” She called out, in the momentum of the moment forgetting they were in public, and she was to refer to him as Mr will Shaun.The name had already slipped off her lips. With her hair all messed up and, her eyes were red from the constant flow of tears Suddenly, she wondered if Will was responsible for their eviction but, she was brought back to reality by the exchange between the men “ oh Mr will, I’m so sorry
When Hardy got home, he knew there was no one there except for his nanny.“Nana, are you home?” he called out. His nana came running out from the kitchen.“Oh, my child, you’re back! I was fixing dinner for you and your father before I call it a day!”“Oh, you shouldn’t bother yourself this much. I can fix something for myself, and you know you aren’t as strong as you used to be,” Hardy said with great affection for her. He was always soft-hearted with her.He loved her like he would love his real mother.“It’s okay, my child. Let me set the table, and then I’ll call it a night. Excuse me!”“Okay, Nana. Please, Nana, have you seen my father by chance?” Hardy asked, one foot already on the staircase, getting ready to go up to his room to change.“Oh, he’s not back yet. I find it odd as well. Have you tried reaching out to him?”“No, Nana, he’s not a child. I guess he had somewhere to be!”“If you say so, Hardy,” his nana said, her voice echoing as she walked back into the kitchen.Hard
Stepping out of the company, Will was still pissed off with what he saw on his office floor, he was beginning to imagine things But knowing that he needed his same mind to get himself, inclined with the meeting he was going for, looking at himself in the mirror Of his car, he needed to calm himself down, before starting the car, the journey down to the organizers of the next biggest magazine show Had called to collaborate with his company, as he was known for being the best publishing empire, he had the audience they were looking forBut there was a clause, Wills sturdy the Baird who attended the meeting as they looked at the memo for the meeting.“ Mr will, I appreciate your presence and I must say that you are true, a wonderful person not to waste Mitch of your time, let’s discuss today's meeting “Will nodded his head , he couldn’t allow himself to be distracted by their kind gesture, to sway him off his feet, to earn his pityIt was business and business would it remain, “Thank
Hardy walked into the hospital, forgetting that he had dropped his envelope containing information that could cause chaos.But he was worried about his Nana, as he loved her so much, just like he would have loved his mother if she were alive.Storming into the hospital building, he spotted a young lady shivering, her eyes fixed on him the minute he stepped in.He knew that must be the maid. Walking toward her, he asked rudely, “What happened? Where is she?”The maid, stressed and worried, replied, “The doctor is in there, attending to her.” She pointed to a room opposite where they stood.“I just hope she’ll be fine,” Hardy murmured to himself. He didn’t have to wait long.His father appeared, running down the hall. “How is she?” he asked Hardy, glancing from him to the maid.“I haven’t heard from anyone since I arrived,” Hardy responded as they waited for the doctor to come out and address them.Walking out of the room, the doctor recognized them. “Oh, Mr. Will, it’s so nice to see y
Will stood outside Brenda’s home for a while. He rang the bell one more time, hoping someone was home. He would feel disappointed if no one answered, especially since he knew Brenda was so obsessed with him. He had never felt so loved, more than when his wife had iced him out when she was alive. He was about to ring the bell again when Brenda’s sleepy face and voice greeted him. “Mum, someone’s at the door, but I’ll get it, okay!” she said, not wanting her parents to stress themselves. But she was wrong, as her mother’s voice rang through the house. “Who is it, dear? I was about to come down and check!” Brenda was too stunned to answer, her eyes growing wide as she saw Will standing in her home. “Brenda, is anyone there?” her mother called, snapping her back to reality. “Oh no, Mother, it’s nobody!” Will smirked, standing confidently. Brenda quickly closed the door behind her and dragged him to their little garden, away from the view of passersby or her parents. “What a
Chapter 10 “ Is everything okay?” Brenda asked Will who seemed to be more focused on the road than herself, looking around like he was checking to be sure that he wasn't been followed. “ Will, is everything okay?” “ yeah I am fine, don't worry dear, it's nothing important okay!” he said, reassuring Brenda that everything was fine notwithstanding. The drive to Will’s penthouse was short, seeing how intensive, it was for them, “Come here darling... I miss you so much!!” They spent the better part of the day, kissing and loving each other, their bodies moving in a sensual way. Brenda, knowing the power she had over him, walked slowly to him, she was dressed in sexy lingerie Walking quietly, like as if she didn't want to wake the next person next door, “ I know what you want “ Brenda said walking up to him, seductively carving her lips, she could feel the sting of pleasure in between her legs and it was responsible by the minute. She brought her lips closer to Will,
Chapter 11 The night went by so fast, going all round,hardy finding himself, on a soft surface Baffled him, he yawned, as he tried to stand up, he felt a hard figure, laying next to him, he didn't understand what was going on as he looked right beside him To check who it was, only for him to see Cassandra laying beside him, sleeping soundly, “what the heck is going on?” He asked taking a look at his environment, to see that it was his room, “ damn it!” he cursed and knowing fully well that things might not go down well if she should wake up to see him there He snuck out of his bed, with a hangover, but he needed to get out there, Brenda, stirred awake but she slept off back “ weehh!!” Hardy sighed as he made his way out of his room, took his bath in the next room, changed and stepped right out. Before stepping out of the house he looked around for his father , but didn’t know how else get to him, walking down to his fathers room. He knocked , severally, but no respon
The weekend went by so fast, knowing fully well that things would go back to normal for her and Will.Brenda was down, but she forced herself to go to work, taking her usual route. It felt quite unrealistic.The thought of having him to herself was on her mind throughout the day at work.“Brenda! Brenda!” one of her colleagues called her twice, but she didn’t respond, which puzzled her as she thought Brenda was focused on work.“Brenda!” she called again, and this time it caught her attention. Looking around, she glanced toward the person who called her.“Yes, Layla, is there anything I can help you with?”“Not me, but a package came in for you!” Layla said, handing her a package with no addressee.“Where is this from?” Brenda asked, confused, as she stretched her hand to collect the package.“I don’t know, you could check inside to see if it has a tag,” Layla responded, waiting patiently to see what Brenda had received from this unknown person.She was about to open the package when
The Truth UnraveledThe room seemed to shrink around Brenda as she stood frozen, staring at Cassandra. The woman’s cold, calculating gaze swept over her, and the corners of her lips curled upward in a sinister smile.“Did you really think you could keep this all under wraps?” Cassandra’s voice was sweet but laced with venom. “You’ve been playing a dangerous game, Brenda.”Brenda’s stomach churned as she looked from Cassandra to Will and Hardy, each of them staring at her with a mix of confusion, suspicion, and anger. The air felt thick with tension, and for a moment, it felt like the world had come to a standstill.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Brenda said, her voice shaking but determined to hold her ground. She couldn’t let Cassandra win. She couldn’t let the truth she had fought so hard to bury come to the surface now.“Oh, I think you do,” Cassandra sneered, stepping further into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. “You and I both know the tr
The Truth UnraveledThe room seemed to shrink around Brenda as she stood frozen, staring at Cassandra. The woman’s cold, calculating gaze swept over her, and the corners of her lips curled upward in a sinister smile.“Did you really think you could keep this all under wraps?” Cassandra’s voice was sweet but laced with venom. “You’ve been playing a dangerous game, Brenda.”Brenda’s stomach churned as she looked from Cassandra to Will and Hardy, each of them staring at her with a mix of confusion, suspicion, and anger. The air felt thick with tension, and for a moment, it felt like the world had come to a standstill.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Brenda said, her voice shaking but determined to hold her ground. She couldn’t let Cassandra win. She couldn’t let the truth she had fought so hard to bury come to the surface now.“Oh, I think you do,” Cassandra sneered, stepping further into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. “You and I both know the tr
A Shattered SilenceThe night seemed endless. As the soft sounds of the final guests leaving echoed through the empty halls of the mansion, Brenda stood at the edge of their balcony once more, staring out at the sprawling grounds below. The stars twinkled coldly in the sky, mocking the turmoil that churned inside her chest.She had married Will, and yet, it felt as though a weight still clung to her, suffocating her from the inside. She thought this day would be the start of something new—a new chapter in her life with the man she loved. But instead, she found herself drowning in a sea of questions that had no answers.Her phone buzzed in her pocket, pulling her from her thoughts. She pulled it out reluctantly, a feeling of dread settling in her gut. The message was from an unknown number:“I know the truth about your child.”Brenda’s heart stopped. Her breath caught in her throat. She stared at the message, disbelief flooding her. Who could possibly know?She quickly glanced back in
Unfinished BusinessThe evening had fallen into a whirlwind of celebration. Guests mingled, champagne glasses clinked, and laughter filled the air. But Brenda stood on the balcony, alone. The cool night breeze ruffled her hair, and she pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders.Her mind raced with a thousand thoughts. The wedding had been beautiful, the vows heartfelt, but deep inside, a part of her still felt as if she was floating—untethered, as though she hadn’t quite found her place in this new world she had stepped into. Will’s love was constant, unyielding, but the memories of Hardy still tugged at her heart. The look in his eyes as he’d turned and walked away earlier had been so raw, so full of pain, and despite everything that had transpired, it left a mark on her soul.“Brenda?” Will’s voice called softly from behind her.She turned, her heart doing a little skip at the sight of him. He looked handsome in his tuxedo, his expression soft but searching. “You okay?” he asked
The WeddingThe grand ballroom of the Shaun estate was a vision of opulence. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in soft, golden light, casting a glow over the rows of white roses and lilacs that decorated the aisle. The soft strains of a violin floated through the air as guests murmured amongst themselves, awaiting the arrival of the bride.Brenda stood in front of the large mirror in her bridal suite, her fingers trembling slightly as she adjusted the lace of her dress. The gown, designed by the most sought-after couturier in the country, hugged her curves in a way that made her feel both beautiful and conflicted. She had once dreamed of a wedding like this, but never in a million years had she imagined it would be like this—marrying one man, yet carrying the child of another.Her heart was still caught in a storm of emotions. Will, her lover and the father of her child, stood outside the door, waiting to take her hand. She could hear his soft voice speaking to the guests, his confi
Will sat in the first-class cabin of the transatlantic flight, staring blankly at the screen in front of him. The thought of returning to the U.S. after weeks of avoiding the inevitable felt like a bitter pill he had no choice but to swallow. Despite the luxurious surroundings and the attentive service, his mind was consumed with one relentless thought: Brenda.The idea of her—his ex-lover—marrying his son was an insult he couldn’t stomach. For days, he had convinced himself that distance was the solution, that ignoring the situation would somehow make it disappear. But it hadn’t. Instead, the announcement of a firm wedding date had dragged him back, forcing him to confront the reality of what was about to happen.By the time the plane landed, Will had made up his mind. He wouldn’t allow this farce to go on any longer. He would speak to Hardy directly and make him understand why marrying Brenda was the worst decision he could ever make.Will’s car pulled up to his grand estate late
Will sat in his office chair, staring at the city skyline through the massive glass window. The meeting had dragged on longer than expected, leaving him drained. As he loosened his tie and leaned back in the chair, he reached for his phone to check the time. That’s when he noticed it—several missed calls flashing on the screen.His brows furrowed as he unlocked the phone and scanned the call log. The name at the top made his stomach churn: Cassandra.He hesitated, already guessing the reason for the frantic calls. It wasn’t hard to figure out. Whenever Cassandra called this persistently, it could only mean one thing: Hardy.And if it was about Hardy, then Brenda’s name was undoubtedly involved.Will’s grip tightened around the phone as the all-too-familiar wave of resentment crept in. Brenda—his son’s fiancée, his own former lover, and the woman he had never truly let go of.The mere thought of Hardy marrying Brenda felt like a cruel twist of fate. It wasn’t just her presence that uns
Cassandra had barely opened her eyes when a wave of determination washed over her. It was early morning, and the faint light of dawn filtered through her curtains, casting a soft glow in her bedroom. Today marked a new month—a significant turning point in her personal crusade. She had spent the past weeks fuming, plotting, and rehearsing her arguments, all aimed at one goal: removing Brenda from Hardy’s life.Hardy’s home, her home—it didn’t matter what Brenda thought of it. Cassandra was resolute. This would not end with a wedding. Brenda would not win.But as Cassandra swung her legs off the bed, a strange sensation stopped her. Her head swam, and the world seemed to tilt. She gasped softly, clutching the edge of her mattress as dizziness overwhelmed her. Her body felt heavy, like gravity had doubled its pull.She tried to stand again but collapsed back onto the bed with a thud, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her pulse was erratic, her hands clammy. The room spun like a carou
ChapterThe trip to Brazil was an excellent one. Having to sit down and think things through, back at his home, Hardy was finding it hard to curtail his joy. His father wasn’t home; he had the opportunity to show his wife to be around, but as they were having dinner Brenda felt uncomfortable as she looked around. “Are you sure your father will be cool with me moving in even before the wedding preparations?”“There is nothing to worry about; as I have said, this is your home now, so there is nothing wrong with it.”Hardy said, planing an hand over hers that was on the table, the maid who had now become a spy.Rushed out through the back door, she knew the only place the hatred wouldn’t be keeping an eye on at that time of the day. Was the tiny door that led into the woods? It was a fishy thing to do.Having to walk through the woods, she had no choice but to find her way down to Casandra. Up on getting there, she waited to be allowed into the large country house, but at that moment