Mr Knowles swallowed hard. How could such an absurd favor be asked of him? And he wasn't even asking like a favor, he was stating it like he was telling him what he must do!“I am not asking for a favor here.” Romeo stated, as if he had read the man's thoughts.Mr Knowles remembered that his son had called him and told him not to even think about investing in Cara's father's business. His son didn't explain anything to him about their divorce and Romeo. ‘What a fool!’ He cussed. ‘He could have at least mentioned the fact that she had an Armani on her side!’He cleared his throat. “I– I uh understand that Mr Armani–”“I don't think you do.” Romeo cut him off. His voice was stern and firm. He had been sitting in a relaxed position before with one leg on top of the other and his back pressed against the comfortable sofa but he sat up straight and uncrossed his long legs.Mr Knowles seemed to shift back in seat, like there was an infinity around Romeo that kept them from being even a litt
Jessica chewed subconsciously on her nails as she paced back and forth. She paused and stared at Chris who was sitting without uttering any word. He was usually the one pacing about.She walked up to him and sat down next to him. “Why do you think your dad hadn't called to say anything?”He shook his head slowly. “I don't know.” He responded dryly.Jessica grunted. “Ugh, the anxiety is killing me! Why can't we just call him?” She asked with widened eyes. “Huh? What if something has happened already?”“He said he would give me feedback later, remember? So let's just wait.” His tone was just as dry as before.“Wait? Wait! What if something has already happened but he forgot to call you because of work or he can't even call you because he is ashamed he let you down? My love, we have to know! We will never really know if the cat in the box is dead or alive if we don't open it.”“Jessica.” He suddenly turned to look at her. “Do you think Cara is really dating that man, what was his name? S
As much as she insisted that it was okay if she took a bus alone to her parents house, Romeo refused and told her he would drive her himself.“There seems to be more important things than our trip now.” He remarked.She smiled briefly. Her head was lost in a series of thoughts. Why was her father suddenly retiring? She knew the company was not doing well but with enough hard work, they could stop it from going bankrupt.Was he feeling like he was too old for business hassle? All of a sudden? Did her step mother consent to the decision? Why would they think such a decision was a wise one to make?She had so many questions written down in her head to ask them once they arrived there which wouldn't be long anymore.Arriving at their family house, she decided to invite Romeo inside. Since he was intelligent business wise, maybe he could chirp in a few words to back her up.Miranda, her step mother, served both of them tea. “You hardly come home these days. We miss you.” She had a warm smi
Cara was filled with a sense of responsibility all of a sudden. Her father had trusted her enough to hand over his company to her and she would make sure not to let him down!She stopped and turned around to say goodbye to her family once more. Her step mother, Miranda took her hands in hers. “Are you sure you don't want to stay? You can live with us forever if you'd like!” Cara smiled. “It's okay. Romeo said he has it all sorted out and besides, Joshua is enough trouble for you. More than enough even.” She turned to glare at her brother. Joshua stood with his shoulder held up high and his chest buffed. “Hey, I can assure you, I am no trouble at all. I make a decent amount enough to take care of both of them and I have never made them feel uncomfortable before.”“I still don't get why you haven't gotten a place of your own when you are pretty capable of doing so.” Cara's head tilted to the side as she asked him. Her hands crossed below her bosoms. “Extra rent, feeding expenses, no
Cara stared wide eyed at him like he had said something so crazy and absurd. A house! A freakin house! He bought it for her? Why? “Is something wrong? Hold on.” Romeo spoke up. He clicked on the mini screen of the car and set it to auto drive then let go of the steering wheel to look at her properly. “Did– did I make a mistake by buying the house? I made a few efforts while we were back at your parents house.”“You bought me a house!” She stressed on the word so he would understand what she was saying. “Romeo, that's… that's too expensive! How do I pay you back?” He smiled softly, looking like the most handsome playboy in the world. “Carina… you don't have to pay me back.” His voice was as soft as the wind. “But I do! This is an entire house! All to myself? Why?” She didn't know how to react to this information. She kept feeling like she was panicking. Probably feeling like it would be too costly if she had to pay him back. “Because you need one, remember?” He responded amidst a s
The times passed by in a very slow motion, her smile had vanished and her face had been painted red with embarrassment. Yet Cara stood there in his arms a second longer before finally– slowly– pulling away from him. The moments her hands were away from his beck, she hastily stepped back and cleared her throat. “Sorry… about that. I just got overly excited because... well the place is pretty amazing.” “Why are you sorry?” Romeo's honey and sweet voice stirred her stomach and caused her to redden when she found the courage to look up at him. A few seconds more, and she would turn purple from holding her breath. So she looked away from him. “I didn't say… I mean I…” she scratched her forehead. “I touched you without your permission and I am sorry for doing that. I should have… have been more careful how I react when I–”She gasped softly and fell quiet the moment she realized she was resting against his hard chest again. Romeo had pulled her into his arms this time and hugged her for
Jessica stared confusedly at her lover. “What is it that you can't do? Did something happen to you out there?” Her eyes shone with worry and a bit of confusion. Chris shook his head. “No, not that. Nothing bad happened to me. I just mean… Today is the day I get divorced, Jessica and I don't think I can pull through with it.” Her worry turned into disappointment almost immediately as a frown settled on her face. “You can't pull through with it or you don't want to?” A sigh left his mouth. “Jessica–” he whined. “No,” she raised her hand to his face to shun him. “You're the same, both of you!” “What do you mean?” His brow subconsciously arched. “What do I mean? You and Cara, both of you are the same. Why isn't one thing enough for you? Cara cheats and sleeps around with other men because she claims you are terrible at sex which I know is an excuse because you are not terrible. “I don't remember the number of men she has hooked up with and only the heavens know how many more there
The time slowed down and she was grateful for it because she could stare into his eyes longer. His smile, those beautiful green orbs he called eyes, his everything! How could she not stare?She was always the kind to stop and appreciate a work of art. “So do you… do you need me to come with you?” His honey tone made her sway. She blinked. “Huh? Oh sure! Yeah, I mean… I could use the company. I didn't tell anyone back at home it was today because I knew they would flood the place and make a scene.”“Good choice.” He responded then let out a soft laugh. “Let's go.”With a nod, she closed the door and followed him. While inside his car, she kept tugging at her dress to somehow make it longer and cover up her legs. She felt uncomfortable revealing so much– too much even!-- but sadly, her dress didn't become any longer. Romeo smiled softly. Putting his BMW on autopilot, he took off his jacket and covered her legs without saying anything. She was surprised but more ashamed. She had hop
Jessica sat on her bed, her eyes stared at the wall, barely blinking. The house had been practically empty over the past few days, Chris had gone on a business trip, Michael had been going out nonstop to meet with other investors just in case Jessica failed to bring the Armani back, Sarah was more or less a ghost in the house. Jessica did not know what to do, how was she supposed to get back in power after a fall so hard and high? How was she supposed to rule again when her crown had been melted and thrown away? She could just have to buy another one. But it was too costly apparently. How? What? When? She kept asking herself. She thought in no less than a few minutes more, she was going to run crazy for sure. Was that how quickly people fell? Just one mistake from her own plan had destroyed everything beyond repair. Chris had been wrapped around her finger, Sarah had become her puppet, Michael had become her soul supporter, but in just one night, everything had destroyed. Sh
Summoning the rest of her courage, she made her way to the dining and sat herself down after both Tori and Marcus had sat down. One thing rich people liked to test that she was sure of was table ethics. That would obviously not be a problem for her. She had attended several prestigious events and knew how to properly compose herself at a table. Their meals had been served out in a platter of gold for each of them. Literally. She had no trouble at all deciding what fork to use or how to cut her juicy steak and chewing properly had never really been a problem for her. She could catch Marcus' judging gaze every once in a while. He seemed pleased. She too was pleased to know she had matched his high hopes. "So when do you hope the wedding will be?" Tori asked with a slight raise of her brow without taking her eyes off of her meal. Of all the moments to flop, Cara chose then to choke on her meat and cough in a way that was not all lady like. At least in the eyes of Marcus. She immedi
She stood there silent for a moment, letting herself take several calming breaths before finally finding the strength to walk back into the living room. Forcing a smile to her face, she sat back down on her seat, smoothening her dress and trying to hide her discomfort. "So," Tori was the first to speak up. "I heard your business is doing well, you are the CEO I presume?""Yes," Cara tried to keep calm as she responded. "Yes I am. I uh recently took over the company from my dad. It has been just a year plus though." Tori nodded her head softly and majestically. The woman made Cara feel so tense, to her, every single movement that Tori made was queenly like and oozed of full born royalty. She did not even want to look at Marcus because his silence alone weighed heavily on the room already. Eye contact with him could break her soul and cause her to squirm. "How does it feel taking care of a responsibility as big as that?" Marcus suddenly spoke up and Cara felt her heart stop for a b
Romeo gave her a gentle smile and smoothly caressed her cheek. "When we get to that bridge, we will know how to cross it. Bit firstly... You have to come over to my place to see my parents... Tomorrow."Cara choked on her words as she wanted to speak. That was how she found herself in the living room of the most prominent family in the entire state. Sitting in a living room as luxurious as heaven. She swallowed hard, trying not to choke on her own saliva. A brown haired middle aged lady walked into the living room, dressed in a silvery mini length dress and perfectly shone black pair of heels. Her hair was made into a tight bun and her lips were adorned by a light shade of red. She walked in, looking younger than Cara thought she might be. A bright smile played on her face as she came in with elegant strides and both of her hands were fixed in front of her. She gave a deep bow of her head and straightened herself once more, "lady Smith? Mr and Mrs Armani will be with you shortly,
Tears trailed down Cara's face effortlessly. She had hoped for that day to come but she had also never imagined it coming. She nodded her head, trying to control her tears. "Yes..." She managed to voice out amidst the tears that washed down her red excitedly flushed cheeks. Romeo's lips curved into a smile, he might have looked like he was calm but his heart was racing uncontrollably. He had not expected a straight and positive answer from her even though he knew she loved him. He felt like all his worries were washed away by a sudden downpour and now he felt so light without any burdens or worries. He carefully placed the ring on her ring finger, adorning the small and petite hand of Cara Smith. Cara blushed hard, her hand, it had been empty for too long, without a ring to show that she belonged somewhere. She stared at the delicate adornment, wondering why something so small had the capability of making almost every woman happy. "My dad called me today." She said the words in t
Cara sat there in front of Romeo, staring at him while thinking in her head. Would he really stay with her forever or would he leave her when he got someone better? Romeo did not bother to ask again, it was as if he already knew what she was thinking in her head. A smile crept up on his face as he stared at her and he held her hand tightly in his. "Cara," he called her name so softly. "I actually had the intention of asking you something very important today."She stared at him with enthusiasm, eager to know what he had to say. But she did not try to interrupt him and she waited for as long as he paused until he was ready to talk. Romeo let out a soft sigh. He suddenly but gently let go of her hand and rose to his feet. With his back facing her, he started in a gentle tone. "Cara... Ever since the day we met for the very first time," he turned around to look at her now. "I had felt this pull towards you, I have been attracted to you ever since."But so much happened, we could not b
Arriving at the hospital, Jessica was let to the ward where her son was being taken care of. She was surprised to see Chris sitting next to the bed where her son was lying. She stopped, frozen by the entrance of the room. What was he still doing there? She had expected him to just drop him at the hospital and leave but he was actually sitting there, looking... Worried. She had forgotten about her son for a moment and all of her attention was fixed on her husband and how he was looking at his son with so much love and affection.Did he love their son that much? Did he truly care about him or was he just acting? She cleared her throat and walked into the room, her hands crossed below her breast. "Tell me now if there are any secret cameras in here." She boldly said as she walked in. Chris looked back at her, sparing her just a glance before looking back at the sleeping baby boy on the bed. "Took you long enough." He responded without looking back at her. She scoffed. "Took me long
Jessica let out a screech as she threw her pillow off of the bed. Anger caused her blood to boil and all she wanted to do was trash things until she was calm again. "How dare she look down on me like that?!" She yelled out angrily. "That b*tch is going to pay for everything she said. Everything!" She picked up another pillow and trashed it against the window. As angry as she was, she dared not to break anything, especially now that she was walking on eggshells around her own supposed to be family and in-laws. "When is this suffering going to end? When am I going to have the last laugh already?! I can't take any more of this bullsh*t!" She spat out angrily. A knock on the door caused her to stop where she was, the anger in her rose even more. "Who the f*ck is it?!" She barked out angrily. "I'm so sorry to disturb you ma'am, it is me, your personal maid." The voice from the other side of the door said in a bit of agitation and fear. "What the f*ck do you want? Go away! I don't nee
The atmosphere was cool. The soft melodic rhythm of a gentle jazzy music floated about in the living room, carrying along the sweet scent of fresh wine and something spicy wherever it went. Cara felt nervous, a chill running down her spine. She found it hard to stop tapping her feet nervously in contrast to the gentle and serene environment she was in. But no one could blame her for the way she was feeling, especially since she was in the large and expensive abode of the Armani family. She tried to tell herself it was no big deal, there was no reason to be nervous, even though she was in the home of the most prominent family in the city, she should not be nervous though. 'You would not be in such a situation if only you had not said yes...' She thought in her head. A single yes that night had changed her life from that moment on...Cara thought about a way to present her pregnancy to her family, how would she say it to them? How could she say it to them? A nice and simple way or a