"Sweetheart", Emma called on Elizabeth. "Yes, Mommy," Elizabeth answered her mother's call as she picked up her school bag, rushing out of the room to meet her mom, who was waiting by the entrance door. "Honey, we are running late," Emma said, and Elizabeth ran to her. "I'm here now," Elizabeth replied mischievously, giggling. Emma knew she was up to something. "What have you done, Eli?" Emma asked. Raised her brows in suspicion. "Nothing, Mommy," Elizabeth said, shaking her head. Emma looked at her for a minute and gave up. She held Elizabeth's hand and walked out of their apartment. She locked the door and they walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. Shortly, the school bus arrived. Emma kissed Eli's temple and helped her to climb onto the school bus. "See you later, honey." "Bye, Mommy," Elizabeth waved and entered the bus. As soon as she settled down. The driver drove off. Emma is a beautiful, young, and hardworking woman. She has milky white skin, hazel
Emma I was running late and already feeling bad about giving the wrong impression of myself, for this meeting was important to me and my daughter. Eli has been bordering me in getting her a father. She told me how other kids in school treat her because she doesn't have a Dad. Honestly. I am not happy myself. I had promised to give her a better life and a good upbringing. Including getting her a Father. Someone who will be there for her. Someone she can call her own. This is the reason I am doing this. Finally, I'm here. I stood in front of the Agency. Cars lined up. Bodyguards were everywhere, and paparazzi were swarming around. I wondered what was going on, and I guessed they had a VIP client. I walked into the Agency. The click-clack of my shoes echoes and draws attention to me. I composed myself and I walked to the front desk manager. I handed my membership card to her. She confirmed my appointment and escorted me to a room. I knocked and entered a beautiful executive lo
Ethan couldn't get a proper sleep. He kept thinking about a certain woman who rejected him. It was something that had never happened to him before. He replayed the scene over again. He remembered how Emma left the room, leaving him speechless. No woman had ever walked away from him. To make matters worse, she insulted him by calling him rude. Well, Emma is fearless, but she just stepped on the tiger's tail. Ethan is not an easy person to contend with. ______ Ethan Williams entered the conference room. He had called for a general meeting, wanting updates from the Presidents of all his five-star and seven-star hotels. The hotels were well represented. At the entrance of the CEO, all the executives stood to welcome and acknowledge him. The meeting was ongoing, with one of the executives delivering a speech. Ethan was deep in thought, reflecting on his previous encounter with Emma. Her actions haunted him, and a loud voice snapped him out of his reverie and back to the meeting.
Emma returned to her office. Immediately, the hotel President, Mr. Michael, stood up, anxious to know the outcome of her meeting with the CEO. Genna was anxious too. Suddenly, Emma smiled at them, and they knew it was good news. "Sir," Emma walked closer to her boss, who was waiting for answers. "You can go back to see him. I promise you, you don’t need to worry about this matter anymore." She smiled and nodded. Mr. Michael held her hand and, with a smile, said, "Thank you, dear. Let me go and see him now." He left her office. "Just like that?" Genna, who was also waiting for a miracle, was shocked. "What did you do? Did you have sex with him in his office? Please, just tell me and stop putting me in suspense." "Sex?" Emma chuckled. "Genna, your mind is so dirty. Of all the things you could say. Sex? No way. That will only happen in your dreams," Emma stated. Genna was dissatisfied. She wanted something good to happen between those two. "Well, I’ll see you tonight. I need to
Emma "Mom?". Elisabeth called. sitting on the bed playing with her teddy bear. "Yes, love". I responded "Where are you going? " "I have a date, my love. " Elisabeth giggled. "Are you getting me a daddy? " This has always been her worry. And the very reason I wanted to do this. "Yes love. I hope it works out. I should get you a daddy. Pray for mommy". I walked to her and kissed her temple. She nodded. The doorbell rang. I guessed it must be Genna. She is here to babysit for Elisabeth. I walked out of my bedroom to open the door. And there she was. "Hey girl," She said before coming in. I shot the door behind me and turned to her. "Thanks for coming." I pulled her for a hug and a kiss on her cheeks. "Come please, I need you to guide me on what to wear. He will be here any moment from now." I held her hand, dragging her to my bedroom. "Ok, slow down. I got you Emma. And please don't be nervous. It's just a date". Genna tried to calm me down. Honestly, I was nervous.
Elisabeth was ecstatic ever since Emma got back from her date. After meeting with Ethan, Elizabeth was pleased with her mother's choice. Now, she will no longer be bullied in school again. Genna couldn't be happier. She couldn't believe Emma was now married to the one and only famous billionaire who was also her boss. "I have a daddy, I have a daddy". Elizabeth sang. Jumping on the bed. It was the trending song from her mouth. "Come sweetheart. It's time to sleep". Emma held Elisabeth's hand stopping her from jumping. The little girl was filled with happiness. She giggled and maintained a smiling face as Emma tugged her to sleep. She kissed the top of her head affectionately before she exited the room. As soon as Emma closed the door. Genna dragged her to the living room. She wanted all the gist as she got very impatient. "Ok, calm down now". They both sat on the same sofa as she continued. "I am officially married to Ethan Williams". She paused. Genna nodded her head
The following morning... Ethan's convoy was outside Emma's house. Emma came out of her apartment with Elizabeth and Genna. They were all amazed at the fleet of cars parked outside the house. Some neighbours were gathered outside looking and wondering what was happening. Some were peeping from their windows. A man walked close to Emma to ask her if all was well. But a bodyguard stopped him. However, Emma told the bodyguard that it was ok. So he did as he was told. "Emma. What happened? Who are these people? " Stephen. Emma's neighbour asked. "They are my husband's bodyguards. I am married now". She revealed. "Really? Congratulations then" He shook her hand. Suddenly, Ethan walked out of his limousine. The young man was shocked when he saw Ethan. "Ethan Williams? Your husband is Ethan Williams? Wow. That's awesome" The young man was happy for Emma. But still wonder how it all happened. Since Emma is nothing compared to Ethan. He is right. Who could think that the Mi
Emma's POV But before then. A call came in for Ethan. He excused himself and moved aside to answer his call. As he was busy talking on the phone. I, on the other hand, was looking around the living room. As soon as he hung up the call. He came to me and told me that something had come up and he needed to go to his office. And that he would be back soon. I nodded and he gently kissed me. So he left. "Bye". I said. He waved his hand and left. Roselina came to me immediately and asked if she could take me to Elisabeth. I nodded, and we walked forward to a glass door. It opened on getting close to it. I guess this house is smart. After the wide big glass door was another leaving area. So big and beautiful. You can say second living area. Fully furnished. The interior deco did an amazing job here. Then, there is another enormous glass wall and door that leads to the back of the house. I could see the beauty of the pool area right from inside the house. Then I saw Elizabeth and
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,"