"Alvero. We need to be quick. I wouldn't want anyone to know about this," Emma sat on the swivel chair in her home study talking to Alvero, her personal bodyguard."We can nail him now. The guy that did most of his dirty work is in hiding. However, I was lucky to find him." Alvero explained something to Emma."So?" She asked."After discussing with him. He told me that he has something that can bring him down. He said it is the only evidence he has and that the evidence is a video tape of Liam and himself," he spoke further."So, what does he want?" She asked Alvero."He wants money. A lot of money. He's demanding a sum of a hundred million dollars, ma'am," he revealed."Wow, that's a lot. However, it is not that big a deal. My family's life and empire is much more important than the money he is demanding. Let's give him the money. But, make sure to view the contents of the video before you give him the money." Emma instructed."But, there is one more thing, ma'am," he said."And, wha
Arabella's POVSlowly, I am becoming the woman I never imagined I could be. Being surrounded by lovely social people is not a bad idea.I have never been so happy on my birthday because it was always just me and my mother. But now I am cherished and cared for by people who genuinely love me. Even though I do not belong to the same social circle as them. They found a way for me to blend in.We are in a helicopter, heading to our destination. This is my first experience in a helicopter. And to tell the truth. I am extremely excited. I expected to be scared, just like when I first boarded the private jet. However, this time is different.I simply found myself smiling at whatever anyone said. I am not sure why; perhaps because today is my birthday. I am currently wearing a linen, lightweight, flowing maxi dress. The dress has nautical stripes and a floral pattern, and it looks great on me. I have my oversized sunglasses on. My head is adorned with a stylish headscarf.I do not want to d
"Come on, Arabella; stop talking to strangers, especially spies." I followed Rose as I observed the girl in question. She was not an escort. She only said that to get information from me."You do not have to worry about her. My brother likes you, not his forced Fiancée."We sat by the pool, and a waiter brought us some cocktails."What did you mean by that? I thought they were going to marry soon?" "Naa, not happening. There is no way that my brother will marry Jackie. You cannot impose love on someone. Desmond does not love Jackie.""Desmond? Who is Desmond?""Oh, I am sorry. He did not tell you, right? Desmond is my brother's middle name. However, the name is meaningful to him. He does not like being addressed by that name." Rose shrugged, sipping her drink. But then I wondered why she was telling me so many things. However, her voice interrupted my little reverie."Do not think too much, Arabella," she said, taking another sip from her drink, dropping the cup and turning to face
Even though the day was still long, the two lovers were deeply engrossed in the fantasy world they had just made up. Everything else is irrelevant.He could not stop thinking about her, and neither could she. After shutting off his phone, he placed it on the bedside table. Her attention was entirely focused on him. She followed exactly what she saw him do. His eyes were fixed on her, not waving. He stripped off his shirt and shorts. She yanked down her long flowing gown in one swift movement. Everything was left on the floor. Everything was off her body, including her bra and thong. She has been turned on and completely wet just for him. She had no idea how she had suddenly grown bolder. It was something she had previously been unable to accomplish.He stepped out of his off-white boxer briefs, revealing his manhood. When she saw him completely naked, her pussy ached, and she bit her lower lip. He smirked as he studied her closely. He desired everything. Everything, from her.No o
"So, tell me. How was your date?"Angela teased her daughter. She knew something had happened to her, and she suspected the young man who had entered their home a few days before. Her daughter does not simply return as a happy child. She also came back with a lot of bags. It was as if she had simply changed her wardrobe. She could not believe that there was nothing going on between the two. "Mom, this was a party, not a date. Please do not start," she said, rolling her eyes as her mother laughed."Do you know that I was once like you?" Angela asked."You do not have to hide your love life from me, Arabella. I am your mother. I see through you. However, I will not bother you about anything. Remember, that young man is wealthy and popular. People like that always require parental approval when it comes to relationships."Angela sighed, reflecting on what had happened to her in the past. She did not want that to happen to her daughter."I just do not want you to repeat what I did. Wha
"Surprise, surprise," Princess giggled. "I already told you that you and I will be together forever," she said, winking at them."I was not expecting you so soon. I mean, you are always welcome, but it almost felt like we were family.""There!" She screamed. "You are absolutely right. We will be family soon, and I will not need permission to be with you, my future sister-in-law."Arabella and Saraphina were stunned by what Princess had just said. "Sis...ter what?!" Arabella asked shyly."Oh, you naive girl. Just wait and see what happens. There was no way I would allow you to be with anyone other than my darling brother.""Please, come inside; I apologize for keeping you standing." Arabella approached her and took her bag inside. "Please sit down." She pointed at the bed. "What should I get you?""Nothing, for now. I intended to stay at my brother's hotel as usual. But then I thought, what fun is that? I need my good friends," she said, winking at them."You are always welcome here,
Arabella's POV Fuck! This was not supposed to happen. This is not how I want to tell her about my relationship with Prince.My mother paced in my room repeatedly, leaving me anxious and nervous. I bit my thumb repeatedly, waiting for her to say something."Mom, you're scaring me.""No. You are scaring the shit out of me."I panicked, as I know that I have messed up. She gave me the room to tell her about my relationship but I wasn't ready. Besides, I wasn't sure of what I have with Prince. I needed time to make a decision."I expect you to start talking. Wait! Was it unprotected sex?"How can I tell her that? I don't want to lie to her again. Maybe I should just tell her everything."Yes, it was unprotected sex, however, it was not my first time. I can handle myself.""Arabella! I told you I don't want you to repeat my mistake.""I can never be like you, mom. Trust me. I know what I am doing. He loves me. However, I am taking my time to figure out what I want.""Mom, you don't know h
Prince Ethan's POV Ever since I made up my mind about what I wanted to do, I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I knew Arabella was still in college, and she might not want to get married right away. Still, I couldn’t ignore how I felt. My first step had to be breaking off my engagement with Jackie. It wasn’t fair to either of us to continue a relationship that wasn’t working. So, I decided to end it tonight. I knew my family would be shocked, but this was about my life, and I had to take control. Before making the announcement, I thought it best to speak to my parents. Standing in front of their suite, I pressed the doorbell and waited. The door opened, and my mom greeted me with her warm, dimpled smile. “Come on in, son,” she said, stepping aside to let me through. “Thanks, Mom,” I said, stepping inside and glancing around for my dad. “Looking for me?” came a voice from behind. I turned to see my dad standing there, his presence commanding as always. Even though he’s the best f
It had been four years since Alvero passed away, and Emma still missed him deeply. His absence weighed on her, but there was nothing anyone could do to change the past.Liam had been in prison since then, with no hope of ever being released. Ethan had made sure of that. The family, however, was now at peace and thriving. Arabella, who once struggled to adapt to her new life, had found her place. Her love with Prince burned with a fire that refused to be quenched.With their wedding around the corner, Arabella had taken time away to visit her parents. She wanted to spend precious moments with them before her big day. The wedding preparations were in full swing, and Arabella, for once, let others take charge. She was content knowing everything was under control. Her relationship with her father had also blossomed over time. He had finally legally married her mother, and they now lived together as one happy family, united by love.Meanwhile, Prince was growing restless. It had been seven
Liam denied all the allegations presented against him. But during the interrogation, the evidence was played before him, and his jaw dropped.He had been assured that all evidence against him had been destroyed. How did the police get their hands on this one? he wondered in disbelief.The room fell silent. Liam couldn’t find any words to defend himself. His silence was taken as a confession, and the police wasted no time in locking him up. His court trial loomed ahead.---Ethan visited Liam after ensuring Emma had returned safely to the mansion. He wasn’t sure what he hoped to achieve, but he needed to speak to the man who had wronged him so profoundly.Standing before Liam’s cell, Ethan was granted permission to see his criminal friend.When Liam saw Ethan, he chuckled bitterly and rose to his feet. "Very thoughtful of you to come see how I’m doing," he sneered. "But let me tell you, my dear friend, locking me here won’t save you from me.""Why?" Ethan asked, his voice steady but ti
Ethan sat in his office, his hands trembling as he watched the video clips. The images played over and over in his mind, each frame burning deeper into his heart. He couldn’t believe it—his childhood friend, Liam, and his assistant had gone this far. For money.Liam, his brother in everything but blood, had been envious of him all along. Ethan thought back to all the years they’d shared; all the trust he’d placed in a man who had now turned out to be a snake.Prince, his son, had always disliked Liam. Ethan dismissed those feelings as baseless, but now he realized how wrong he’d been.And Emma. His wife. She had suspected Liam all these years. Ethan clenched his fists. She had been investigating Liam in secret, keeping it all from him to protect him. It stung deeply that she hadn’t trusted him enough to confide in him, though he understood why. If he had known, he could have handled the matter himself. Instead, she carried this heavy burden for twenty-five long years.“I’m sorry, sir,
Emma had been hospitalized ever since the incident. She had grown close to Alvero, considering him like the little brother she never had. He had been her confidant, the one who supported her investigations into Liam when her suspicions began to grow. Alvero had been the first to take her fears seriously, guiding her with patience and care.But now, he was gone.The weight of that realization hit her like a wave. She could have been in that same car. Her mind raced to her driver—her driver who had betrayed her. Panic surged through her, and she bolted upright in bed, weak but determined."Ethan!" she screamed, her voice trembling.Her husband was by her side in an instant. "I'm here, sunshine. I’m here with you," Ethan cooed softly.She clung to him, her tears soaking into his shirt. "Shh, it’s okay, baby. I’m here," he whispered, gently patting her back, his voice a soothing balm to her breaking heart."My driver," she choked out, her voice raw. "Has he been caught?"Ethan sighed, nod
Emma sat in her office, her eyes fixed on the screen as the video played. Liam’s face appeared, his voice cold and calculated as he gave orders. Her hands trembled, and her body quivered uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face. Two accountants—two innocent lives—had been assassinated on Liam’s instructions.She wanted to stop watching. Every instinct in her screamed to turn off the video and look away, but she couldn’t. There were more clips—more evidence she had to see. If she wanted to protect her family, she had to endure this.She had always sensed Liam wasn’t a good friend to her husband. There was something about him—something slippery, something false. But never, not in her worst nightmares, had she thought he could be this dangerous. He was a murderer, a viper in their midst that needed to be stopped.Alvero, her trusted bodyguard, sat across from her, silently observing. He noticed her shaking hands and the devastation on her face. He knew what was coming—dark secrets sh
The two lovebirds were at it again, as if their desire for each other could never be quenched. Their passion burned brightly, unyielding, just like Prince Desmond’s parents, Ethan and Emma. Even in their older years, their love for one another remained fervent, an untouchable bond that time could never erode. Desmond had always admired their connection and quietly wished for a love like theirs. Now, with Arabella, he believed he had found something even deeper—a love that threatened to surpass theirs.Arabella was everything to him, a woman crafted for him by the heavens. She drove him mad in the best way, her presence a constant, magnetic pull on his soul. She had no idea just how much power she wielded over him.Tonight, as they moved together, he was utterly lost in her. She was made for him, her body molding perfectly to his. Her cries filled the room as he pushed deeper, her voice a soft, sensual melody that made him ache for more.“Desmond,” she gasped, her voice trembling with
Arabella slipped into a silk nightgown and sat at her vanity, tending to her skin. Her fingers moved mechanically, but her mind drifted elsewhere.She thought about her parents. Now that her life seemed to be settling into a new chapter, their absence felt heavier than ever. They had already given their consent to everything, but guilt still gnawed at her. She should have called them.Her behavior over the past weeks felt wrong, selfish even. She needed to go home, to confront the chaos she had left behind: her father, her mother, and the fragile new relationship they were trying to forge. She needed to face it all and find peace with it.Her thoughts shifted back to the present. She was still grappling with the reality of being part of the Williams family—something she had never dared to dream of. Yet, here she was, living in their world.It was overwhelming. Adjusting to their lifestyle wasn’t going to be easy. Fame was a heavy cloak to wear. Everywhere she went, people stared. The
[WILLIAMS MANSION]The Williams family mansion buzzed with lively chatter and the clinking of glasses as family and friends gathered to celebrate. The maids moved briskly, ensuring everything was perfect for the occasion, while the warm aroma of delicacies wafted through the air, hinting at the feast awaiting everyone.Emma’s father and his wife were among the crowd, as were Ethan’s mother and Elizabeth with her husband and two children. Laughter and conversation filled the air as groups of people sat or stood in clusters, catching up on life and exchanging stories.By the pool, Genna’s daughter splashed around with her two friends and Elizabeth’s children, enjoying the sunny day. It was a momentous occasion—Prince Ethan, the family heir, had finally found love, and his fiancée, Arabella, seemed to charm everyone she met. Her radiant smile and graceful demeanor made her the center of attention, and she was treated like a princess.Arabella’s excitement was palpable, though it couldn’t
PRINCE ETHAN'S POVThe soft sensation of wet kisses woke me, making me squint against the morning light. A lazy smile spread across my face. My girl was busy showering my face with affection. I never realized she loved me this much. Last night, she completely surprised me."Want more?" I teased, my tone playful.Her eyes widened in mock disbelief. "What? No! I'm sore. Besides, you almost killed me last night, and you know it."I chuckled, the memory making my chest swell with pride and a touch of guilt. I'd pushed us both to the edge, exhausting even myself."I'm sorry, baby," I said softly.Her brows furrowed, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "For what?""For going too far. It's just... I can't help myself when it comes to you," I admitted, my voice thick with sincerity.Her cheeks flushed a deep pink. My sugar girl. My world."I wanted it too," she whispered shyly, her voice barely audible."Does that mean we can go another round? I'm already rock hard just thinking about you,"