Temptations KENYA POV I swirled the reddish contents of my second dose of the night in my flute while laughing softly at some joke Celine had just cracked. The atmosphere was serene: dim lights, soft chattering, the clanking of metal cutlery against the expensive Chinese crockery, and a good damn ol’ topic about making money. I was seated across from Luke and his lawyer, Rebecca, after having completed the signing of the Adaptation Contract of my books into a series. Everything else just came after a successful venture, and I was more than happy. “I never thought I would live to see the day. Don’t get me wrong…” Celine pats my back before taking a huge swig of her wine, then rubs my back in small circles. “I knew your story was banging, but I really didn’t think it would attract big shots like Luke Donovan.” She mentioned him as though he wasn’t seated right across from him. Leave it to Celine to gossip about someone while he was just right there next to her. The girl didn’t hav
Temptations IILUKE POVTemptation smells like apples, roses wine! And it was seated inside my car.I cleared my throat before gripping the steering wheel, a futile attempt of calming myself the fuck down because if this continued, I would go back on my words and just…. I would do something out of character and live to regret it later. Kenya Brown was supposed to be a chip in my long-calculated revenge game. Yet she was slowly becoming something else entirely. Of course, like any other piece of shit holding a grudge and determined to ruin someone else's life, I did a little digging on her past and found out that she and Royal had a more than complicated relationship and that she was his wife before he left her for fame. And that they had a son whom Royal had no idea about his existence until a few weeks back. And yes, the plan was to use her and get a hold of that piece of crap. But now, I just didn't know anymore. There was something developing in my chest, and that somet
Good Grief KENYA POV The days that followed next were pretty much a drag-on, and neither Luke nor I brought up the conversation about the business dinner night where we almost humped like dogs in heat right there against the floor in the VIP section. Whatever discussion we had edged along business and was mainly feedback from our teams about how the auditions would commence shortly after the screenplays were finished. You could have sworn that all of the heavy sexual tension was pretty much a hallucination and the only thing that remained as evidence of that night was the Manila envelope containing signed papers. Anna had been livid when she heard the news the next day, and the shameless her almost sent me right back into the arms of the man that made me think with my vagina and not my brain. "What harm will sleeping with him do? You haven't had sex since you got pregnant with Lucious. And that's forever ago." her words came tumbling to the front of my mind, and I died a little
Chapter 24: What is the…?KENYA POV My eyes almost dropped to the ground like marbles as the Uber pulled behind a black Bentley Bentayga parked right outside our two-storey townhouse. What shook me wasn’t the Bentley, no! It was a whole Truck that carried a small sparkly brown, goldfish Bentley continental in front of it. I got out of the Uber and walk-ran to the front porch where Anna was sitting with her knees brought to her chest, her eyes snapped wide, and staring at the two vehicles.“I thought it was our Amazon delivery.” She called out as soon as I was in earshot, then stretched her hand out at me. I clasped it and yanked her to a standing position, then turned around and stared at the truck. The doors of the Bentley thudded closed, and two men finely dressed in blue suits came charging towards the house. “You couldn’t even let them into the house?” I whisper-yelled at Anna as we watched them walking gracefully towards her. One was carrying a clipboard and the other held a
Chapter 25: Peace ROYAL POV I was livid. I didn’t think Luke Fucking Donovan would be so pathetic to stoop that low; and that he would actually want to go down that road. I seriously hoped that he was clever enough to think better for the future, or that maybe he was just blonde and as a matter of fact, had a head between those shoulders and a brain inside that bloody ball on top of his neck. Clearly, I was wrong, because he seemed to be the kind to let his emotions get the best of him There was no way the Trods thought of suing me if they weren't pushed and probed by him. No fucking way. They weren't smart to that extent. That fucker went to them, promised them of some weird shit that they would get if they took me to court. But on what grounds? Did they seriously think I would go down without a fight? “Daddy?” A small, smooth hand pat my cheek, and I shook my head clearing the nasty thoughts of murder and blood. Because I was slowly gravitating there. Luke wanted to play dirt
Illicit Desires KENYA POV The sirens went off the first thing in the morning when I woke up and Anna insisted on taking care of every little thing around the house. From making breakfast, picking up Luc from Royal’s insanely house, packing their lunchboxes… Literally, everything I had no issue doing since I was neither bedridden nor pregnant. But no, baby girl insisted I take care of myself, soak in a tub of hot water with rose petals scattered all over the fluffy dreamy bubbles, and insisted on sending me to the saloon where she had already called in to schedule my appointment; then dragged me to the mall to get some skimpy outfit that took the entire day to find what she actually wanted, and down to the makeup artist who just left less than an hour ago. By six in the evening, I could not believe the woman who was staring back at me in the mirror. Her normally groovy hair was styled and gelled to perfection on my head, the face card looking exactly how any smitten girl would lo
Illicit Desires Part II EDEN POV I glanced around for a waiter-someone to save me from this predicament- only to be interrupted by his god-like voice. “Want a drink? You can always use my glass. I promise you I bathed well when I left.” He said already pouring some into his flute, and all the coherent thoughts fled right through the window! Whatever this man was doing, he must have cooked it in the kitchens of hell. Because it was hell-fire hot! I feigned a smile, took the flute, and then brought it to my lips. Still, his gaze followed every single step, so intensively I was surprised I didn’t choke on my drink. “So, the reason you were called out tonight…” I said and busied myself with the Bentley Key box since it was suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. "Thank you for your generosity, but I won't be accepting the car, Luke." My attention shifted to his good face since what I said was of great importance. What I did not expect was for him to maintain eye
Beautiful Chaos LUKE POVI was demented!That was the only plausible explanation for the current situation. The only thing that seemed to make sense as to why I brought Kenya Brown to my condo. I never brought any lay to my fucking house. Not even once. Even in my drunken state, I never allowed myself to be blinded to the point where I brought a stranger to my house. There were hotels and Airbnb’s for that. Girls loved a fancy suite and room service after getting some good dick. And girls were not allowed anywhere near my property because they were fucking trouble! But here I was, with Kenya breathing right in my living room, while I was mindlessly watching the water drizzling from the faucet into the drinking glass and wondering what the fuck it was I thought I was doing. Kenya was a chip in my revenge game. Not anything else. So why the hell did my brain seem to not function whenever she stepped into the room? It's true that we had the chemistry stronger than none other I have e
Chapter 49ROYAL POVThe door to my front door creaked open, and I looked up expectantly to see who it was. My heart leaped into my throat at the idea of Kenya hitting me in the face with a surprise visit. I knew the chances of that happening were slim to none, and Kenya had the manners of an aristocrat to last her days that she wouldn't just butt into someone's house without knocking. And after what happened, I seriously doubted she'd ever step foot here. But a man can dream. All hope frizzled into a big flop when Kimberly came waltzing into the living room dressed in a shiny black evening gown, her blonde hair styled into some curls and red lipstick coating her lips. “I thought I told you to never step a foot here?” I growled from my seated position, staring at her with a defeated expression. I did not have the energy to deal with her or either of her shenanigans at the moment. She beamed at me before dropping the suit bag she’d had on her shoulder onto the couch, then walked to
Chapter 49: Overpass GraffitiEDEN POV The evening came and the girls were glammed as hell. Anna stood dressed in a black gown that hugged her bodice tight, pooling around her waist, her hair pulled in a tight ponytail that revealed her sharp jawline and perfect face. Her feet were clamped in black and silver Steve Madden heels, and the makeup just put everything in place. Little Luc had a white button-up shirt, black jeans, and cute white and blue Jordans. His look was complemented by sunglasses, and I died a little from his look.“Will you blame me if I were to shoot my shot at him? The man is for keeps.” Anna came spilling into my bedroom before coming to a rocking halt, her mouth dropping to the floor. “Okay?” I said twilling around and facing. “Bitch…” Her eyes roamed my entire form, glammed in a black evening gown that clung to my body like it was made to sit on me. The bodice was a corset, and from the bust was a soft material that split on my right high thigh, revealing
Chapter 47: Paradise IVKENYA POVYears ago, I used to find bliss in quite a few things. One of those being a rolled-up dollar bill and white powder in a club drumming with loud music…Meaningless sex…Recklessness. That felt like ages ago. Being a mom modeled you in quite a different way you started to view the world differently. Lately, ever since Little Luc dropped from the sky with his wings tugged on his hack, my happiness has come from simple, simple things. Be it a stroll in the park, the sound of his little laugh, and sleeping next to Anna at night. That plus pouring my heart into the keyboard and typing down the musings of my brain. Life was peaceful the way it was, and yes; there were shitty bumps here and there, but I would choose this life over everything else.“Are you done brooding over that loser and ready to get back to living?” My gaze narrowed at Anna who was curled on the couch with a book in her hand. For a reader like her, she sure hated fiction and focused on
Lunatic ROYAL POV I shut the door harder than I should have, ran a hand through my hair, and tried to ease a calming breath into my lungs. I unbuttoned my suit jacket and then pranced into the coffee shop, nodding to a few acquaintances who waved and greeted me. My muscles were heavy with liquid resentment that bubbled in my chest, the venom lapping in my mouth as I tried to go over my speech for the umpteenth time. I was going to keep this as humanly civil as I can. No fists, or losing my cool. But that wasn’t a promise. I was this close to losing every single strand of control inside of me and doing something that would either end with me dead or behind bars, and I had no nerve to even care! Hell, even right now, I could see myself gravitating to the sweet murder that threatened to yank at my sanity with every passing second. I was escorted to my seat where I dropped and ordered a glass of water. Coffee would make my heart palpitate, and anything with alcohol would send me
He’s for keeps KENYA POV We sat around the small dining table and shortly fell into comfortable chat. The guys were sitting on one side, with Luke in front of me and Frank in front of Anna. The dude had my leg trapped in his and still managed to keep a straight face. The food was mouth-watering, the spices a mixture of chili and salt, What warmed my heart, even more, was my little guy who seemed to have found his solace and comfort zone in Luke’s arms. The entire time, he remained glued to his lap, unmoving as he helped him to eat his dinner. The way he cradled his small chest with his giant hand, occasionally pulling him closer whenever he started to slip off. The way he fed him his dinner before scooping his own fork and stuffing it into his mouth. Hell… If he so much as asked me to lick his feet right now, I fucking would. And mind you, I hated feet! “Why didn’t you mention you were acquainted with Luke Donovan?” Frank asked the same question he did when first laid his eyes
PARADISE II KENYA POV “You uncultured swine!” I smacked Anna’s arm, frowning at her beautiful face. She looked like the woman everyone with a vagina aspiered to be. Long black, shiny hair pulled in a tight bun on top of her head, a black dress that hugged her perfect latino body, revealing that plump ass no amount of plastic surgery could afford. Her skin almost glowed in the dark, happiness radiating hot from her. She was happy; and that humbled me to docileness. Nothing hit harder than seeing the person you loved and cared for looking so care-free; especially when you knew the shit she went through. Anna may have been with me through all hell and rain, but that didn't mean she didn't have her own problems to worry about. And the fact that she was always with me at the simply drop of a hat always had me speechless. Just what did I do in my previous life to deserve such a golden angel guarding me? “Hey. That hurts.” She screamed massaging the reddening skin on her arm. “It s
PARADISE II Chapter 44 I have met the president before; and had a one-on-one conversation with Pope Francis. My dad attended a luncheon with Queen Elizabeth and his entire family; had us tagging along… I had no trouble looking them in the eye, answering their questions, and bombarding them with ones of my own. Yet seated in the driver’s seat as we whooshed through the evening traffic to Kenya’s house; to meet his son had me wetting my pants. Almost! It was as though I was coming face to face with Messiah on judgment day and I was going to be chowed off for the grave sins I have committed in all my lives- past and present. “You don’t have to be so tense. Tonight’s gonna be actually fun.” Kenya’s hand landed on my arm, and heat seared through the thin material of my dress shirt. The heat shot straight to my groin and my balls clenched. I eased a breath down my throat and nodded nervously. “Why the sudden change of heart?” I asked. The last time we talked about me meeting Luc,
Paradise Kenya POV "When did you know that you were actually in love with Miss Brown?" the interviewer asked and the cameras turned to our seated forms. Luke had my hand clutched in his, and I visibly tensed. His thumb came to massage my hand in reassurance. I was all jittery and antsy, yet all it took him was to look at me and brush his thumb against my hand and I felt ready to conquer the world! “It’s actually not long ago.” True. “To be exact, it was around a month ago. I did something that made her look at me like I was the worst person in the entire world, and that had me thinking twice.” Not sure about that, but I’ll tick it as true! “I was always fascinated by the way she mixed up words and created these vivid images that made her stories come to life in my head whenever I read them, which is why I proposed to work with her and adapt her stories into movies. I was a fan of hers way before she even knew my name-" SWOON! "It was strictly business at first, but the more I spen
KENYA POV Not gonna lie, there were those times I wished I had a mom; or a sister. And while I was more than blessed to have Anna in my life - since she was the literal fusion of both-, there were times I needed someone with the same DNA running through our blood. Times like this one when I was supposed to take life into my own hands and make life-changing decisions that would alter everything I had ever known. And while I valued Anna’s thoughts and opinions the most- since she was the saner one of us- more than I did mine, I wish there was someone… Just someone. These thoughts nagged me as I sat on my vanity brushing through my hair. I pulled it into the back bun and gelled it on the sides so it clung to my skull. The hairstyle was every black woman's go-to. There was no going wrong with this one. Like ever. I had a simple outfit on; a black body-con dress with black heeled sandals. The earrings were silver, and so were the rings dawning my hands. I had a small wristwatch that ju