Arabella's POV"Welcome, Princess Emma and Prince Ethan. We are delighted to see you today," an elderly lady said as we entered the store. The reception area is large, and there are additional doors leading to other areas of the shop. "Hey, Christy. These two friends of mine," she grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to her. Prince glared at her. "As I previously stated, these two friends of mine would like to shop for dresses. Bikinis, jumpsuits, formal evening gowns, and sundresses. Anything appropriate for a yacht party." What is she doing? Does she intend to purchase that much? However, I kept quiet. I remembered I had given Prince my word. Princess ended her conversation with the woman right away. Prince led me and Saraphina through another door, and my mouth dropped open. Saraphina whispered into my ear, "Welcome to my world," which made me roll my eyes. Saraphina pulled me to a corner while Prince looked at some dresses."Are you and Prince now exclusive?" She asked quie
Arabella's POVEverything screams money in this enormous, exquisite penthouse. Saraphina was not only one dumbfounded. There was no way someone would not be amazed by the beauty of this place."Welcome back, Princess," A man in his late twenties came out from the kitchen to greet the Princess.He is lean and tall. Blonde short hair, and brown eyes. I don't know who he is but he looks like a cook to me."Thanks, Rahul. Please, meet my friends, Arabella, Saraphina," she introduced us."You are all welcome. I am Rahul. And I am a chef and a friend of the Princess," he introduced himself and I gave a polite smile."Prince, sir" he greeted Prince. However, Prince's jaw tightened, he didn't pay any attention to him. However, the man rolled his eyes, grinning.That single act showed that they are acquainted. So, I walked further in and looked around while Saraphina was still going around looking at the beauty of the house.We settled down by sitting on the beautiful sofas in the living room.
Prince Ethan's POVI had tried to stay away from her. I even tried to be content with just staying close to her. But I can't keep my hands away from her.I am beginning to get blue balls already. However, what I want with her isn't just sex. I want everything. Only if she knows.I am ready to do anything she wants. All she needs to do is ask, and I will grant her. I knew that there was no way I wouldn't touch her. I just wanted it to be during her birthday. She isn't aware of my plans for her. This girl doesn't know how she has affected my life, and how she is still doing it. It is so funny that I already know what I wanted with her. I thought it would take me one week to figure it out. But now, I know. And no one can stop me except her, of course."Prince, " she fucking moan my name and my cock grew bigger."Yes," I replied in my husky voice. She is driving me crazy already."Say it angel, I want to know how you feel," I continue to suck her neck, putting wet kisses there as I tea
Prince Ethan's POV "I thought she was with you?" I asked. If she isn't with my sister, where could she be?"Relax. Maybe she is in the sitting room. I will look for her. However, you look like shit. Fix yourself up," she winked.She knows. She could easily guess what happened from my dishevelled look. I sauntered out of the room to my room to change.When I was done. I sprayed some perfume on myself and dashed out of the room to check on Arabella.I heard voices coming from the terrace and I decided to see what was going on there. I only peeped and I was dumbfounded. Arabella was tweaking as a song was playing while my sister and Saraphina were cheering her up.I never knew this side of her. I commend Rose for bringing out this social aspect of her. She wasn't just tweaking, she was enjoying herself.I didn't want to spoil the fun, so I decided not to join them. I brought out my phone and I called mom.The phone rang for a while and there was no response. I redialed her number again
Arabella's POVWhen Princess Emma told me that Prince had gone out. I felt empty, and I don't know why I felt that way.I was doing just fine on my own, before he came back into my life. I know I feel something strong towards him. However, whenever I remember that he is engaged to someone else. I feel jealous.What happened between us today made me feel lively again. It made me forget about things I never wanted to think about. Things like his relationship and the possibility of us being a couple which I already knew was impossible.I dance my sorrows away by entertaining my best friends as I showed them my tweaking skills in dance. It made me feel better and it put me in a party mood. But when, Rose told me that her brother is not around. I felt bad. I felt very bad. The first thought that came to me was. He has gone to meet her, his girlfriend.I cried in my room. I don't know why I am feeling like this. I like him despite knowing that he is in a relationship. I yawn for him even
"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
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,"