"Young girl. Pack your things and leave this minute," Emma instructed Arabella.Arabella was caught off guard. She was afraid. She climbed out of bed, wrapping the sheet around her body. She limped into the bathroom on wobbly legs.Emma was bitter. She was infuriated. Immediately Arabella was out of sight. Prince spoke."Mom. You have no right to send my guest away like that. And, why are you here?""To get you back home. And, who is she? Do not lie to me. I know she is not one of your whore." She asked.Prince walked out of the room and into the sitting room. Emma followed him, giving him no room to breathe."Mom. Please, I am unable to do this right now. Whatever it is can wait."He sat on a sofa, his elbow against his thighs and his face resting on his palms. "We will leave first thing tomorrow. And do not argue with me." She concluded."Mom, at least, let me drop her off. It would be dangerous for her to go alone." Emma rested her hands on her waist, listening and looking at her
Arabella left the island more than three months ago. Her mother had recovered well from her successful surgery. Prince fulfilled his promise. He had credited Arabella's account with an additional five hundred thousand dollars. When she got the money, she was taken aback. He had fulfilled his pledge. Her mother received good care and treatment. She could not be happier that he covered the expense of her care. However, she did not need the extra cash he gave her. That was how she felt. While her mom was recovering. After reflecting on her life goals, Arabella decided to pursue her education further. She applied to a nearby college in Arora town. After being admitted, she was able to rent a contemporary apartment in a small town in eastern Arora with the assistance of her best friend. Angela had been interested in finding out how her daughter managed to get her treated in a private hospital. She spent her entire hospital stay in an opulent private room. It must have cost a fortune,
Arabella's POV "No way, Arabella—when did you furnish the house?"I expected this question to come up. I wanted to surprise her, so I said, "Just two weeks ago," while smiling.“Girl, this place is beautiful.” She remarked.It is a modern sitting room. The house consists of three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and three toilets. One toilet is located in the sitting room, while the other two are in separate rooms.My mother has already gone to check things out on her own. I am just pleased that she is happy.I started bringing our bags inside. Furthermore, I began with my mother's belongings. Opening the closet in her room. I began arranging the few clothes she had here. I will have to buy her more clothes.When I was through. I exited her room and entered mine. My bedroom is not as big as my mother's. I thought it would be ideal if she took the master bedroom. My belongings are well-organized. And I exited the room to find my mother already cooking. I was astonished. I knew I had gone groc
Prince Ethan's POVI have been looking for a girl for the past six months. A girl who was supposed to be my plaything for the weekend. I found myself laughing at myself. I could have any woman I wanted. But I only want her. Just her. How could she vanish like that? Even the hospital is unaware of her mother's current location. She gave the hospital her previous address. Even Nathan has no idea where she is. I hope she is fine. I hope I can see her again. She is a woman I desperately desired in my life. "Hey, baby," Jacqueline, my fiancée, climbed into bed with me, jolting me out of my reverie."Hey," I said quietly, and she placed her lips on mine before lying down beside me, snuggling against my chest."What is on your mind?" She asked. Can I tell her? I snorted internally. I wish she never knew."Just work," I responded. Not saying much."Is this something I can assist with?" She offered.I turned away from her and prepared to sleep. She is beginning to irritate me. "Good night, J
Arabella's POVThe school has been exhausting for several weeks now. However, I need a job. I left my previous job as a waiter because the manager was bothering me. I was forced to quit.Furthermore, I am hoping to get this one. I am presently in a cleaning agency. They want to hire new cleaners. I hope to get this one. The pay is good, and I have heard that they provide good bonuses. “ Arabella? “ A receptionist inquired. So I rose to my feet and dashed towards her."Yes, please," I answered. She smiled warmly and motioned for me to follow her.She was extremely fast. I had to jog to meet her. The woman is tall. Six foot four, perhaps. She is the first woman I will see with that height. She opened the door and invited me to come inside. I did as told and entered. I met several people there. It was just a hall. Most likely, a conference room. However, it is rather large. A man dressed in a harsh colour suit stood talking to the people sitting down. I joined them and took a seat. T
Prince Ethan's POV As I approached the chopper, my bodyguards were waiting near the helipad. They greeted me in their usual way, and I nodded. I climbed into the helicopter, and they all joined me inside, including my assistant, Zion. We took off immediately afterwards. We are heading to the island. I thought about it. I have never been late for a meeting before. It will be the first time this has happened to me. Thinking about the cause. My mind shifted to her. Arabella. My sugar girl. 'Where do I find you, sugar girl? Your memory is still haunting me. I can not find you. But I need you to locate me.' That stupid Nathan is useless. He could not locate my sugar girl. Even after I paid him generously, he was unable to produce positive results. It yielded nothing. He is completely useless to me now. We landed, and I dashed out of the helicopter. My bodyguards led me inside the resort to the conference room, where the Franchisees were waiting for me. The door was opened, and I ent
Cleaning this hotel is more difficult than I anticipated. The hotel is enormous. How can a facility this size be cleaned by a company using only six employees? It was not just me who was whining. The other members of my team were also grumbling. We decided to ask the company for additional help. We split up into separate floors. The hotel is twenty-four stories high. I chose the last floor as a result. Thus, we all got to work. The hotel is stunning. The rooms have already been cleaned by others before us. Our only responsibility, in my opinion, is to ensure that everything is in order. I have finished cleaning the first suite. Moving into a new suite, I began dusting and cleaning nothing. Everything was sparkling clean. I am not sure what we are doing here. The work was completed in a flash. I had completed cleaning the last floor. A hotel employee was present to oversee our work and secure the rooms after we finished cleaning. It makes things easier that way.I moved to the next
Prince Ethan's POVI travelled silently to my new hotel in Aurora. I did not want anyone to find out about my movements. I was only accompanied by two bodyguards and Zion.We exited the jet as soon as it landed. I was extremely agitated. I simply want to see her. I want to feel her again. I was not dressed in formal attire. I was wearing jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black jacket. Zion and I got into the waiting car, while my bodyguards were in another. Nobody would recognize me this way, especially with the dark sunglasses I wore on my face despite the cool weather.It was seven in the morning. So the sun had not come out yet. However, I only did this to conceal my identity. Immediately, the car was parked in the hidden garage. I walked out the door without wasting any more time. I dashed straight to my office and told Zion to go look for her. He returned, and he informed me that the cleaners had not yet arrived. I was impatient. I could not explain how my body reacted. I was too
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,"