Author's pov “I have crucially found out who her boyfriend is, a common assistant. This assistant is not his administrative assistant at his office. As for me, James is one of Adrian's bodyguards.” Said Anita's dad as he was furious as he was speaking. Her mom was sitting down there and she wasn't talking. It's been over ten minutes that only her dad was complaining. “What are we going to do? Anita is our heir. Should we allow that low class human that calls himself our daughter's boyfriend to get married to her?” “Don't even think about that. Even dating Anita irritates me and talks less of getting married to her.” “Despite I told her not to leave the house, she left to see James. Look at the time. It's almost 7pm. The status of James is not good for our reputation,” her mom said. “She is your daughter and you know how to talk to her. You better call her phone,” her dad said. Her mom took her phone and dialed Anita's number. It rang and rang, but she didn't pick up her ca
Author’s pov Adrian and Amber were still on the bed wrapped with their blanket as his phone started ringing. He stretched his hand to take his phone. When he saw that it was his mother that was calling, he adjusted himself and put his two feet on the floor. His mom has not called him as early as this before. “Mom, goodmorning, how was your night?” “I am at home.” She said with a lingering laughter in her voice. “Which home? Wait, wait, please, not what I am thinking.” Adrian lovely raised his voice. “I guess it’s what you are thinking.” “Why? I told you that when you are coming, call me and I will join dad and welcome you at the airport. Why did you do this to me?” “I am angry. I’m really angry. You have scattered my plans.” “What plans? I too have plans for you. Can you come over here?” She said hilariously. “No.” He replied coldly. “I’m sorry, I bet you, you will be astounded by what I will tell you and what you will see.” “Mum, there is no joy more than welc
Author’s pov Adrian's mother, Flora, was a formidable lady. Her imposing size and flamboyant jewelry, worth a fortune, commanded attention. Her shifting expressions sent a chill down Amber's spine. She had only seen her smiling pictures and not what she was seeing right now and this wasn't what she'd expected. Taking Adrian's hand, his mom led him into her room. "Mum, why didn't you tell me about your mission in France? I thought you went there for a vacation," he asked, watching her close the door. "Why on earth would you bring home such a common girl? Do you want to bring shame on our family?" Flora moved closer, her hand still clasped in his, trying to sway his decision. "Mum, there's nothing wrong with Amber..." "Amber who? What's her family name? In fact..." she touched her chest, a sigh of relief escaping her lips. She sat down on her luxurious bed and looked up at Adrian. "Do you know you made me faint?" she sighed. "I thought Charlton's daughter was your girlfriend
I felt incredibly embarrassed as I stood there, expecting someone who I thought would be the perfect mother-in-law. I entered Morgan's house with a practiced smile that I had secretly rehearsed. Despite all my efforts, I had a strange feeling about everything. It all started when Adrian refused to let me talk to his mom on the phone. I tried to dismiss my fears when he mentioned preparing a surprise for his mom. However, our plans to surprise her at the airport failed when she called to say that she was already home. All of our plans fell apart. I felt so humiliated when she showed more acceptance towards James' girlfriend than me. Was it because James' girlfriend’s parents were worthy? I could hear her voice from her room; it seemed they hadn't closed the door. It wasn't just me who heard her disapproving comments about me; even her maids and Anita did. I wanted to disappear into the ground. I couldn't force a smile anymore. I wanted to leave, but I had to wait for Adrian, who
Author's pov "Why are you so sad? Don't you want me to come here and visit you? It's been a while since you traveled, and I came here to greet you, but your appearance has not been welcoming since I came," said Liz. She was Mrs. Morgan's close friend. This was the second day since Mrs. Morgan's return from France. She was sitting down while Liz was on the other side of the marble-tiled private sitting room for herself. "Aren't we having a drink together?" Mrs. Morgan replied. "This isn't like you. And who is that beautiful young lady who left here a few minutes ago?" Liz asked. "Can you believe it? Adrian is infatuated with a commoner. I was shocked to learn that my son has fallen for her. Because of Adrian, I traveled to France to bring this young and vibrant lady, an international model. Adrian and this lady were close friends during their high school days." "What? Are you serious? With a commoner?" Liz dropped her wine glass on the table. "Now you understand why a dev
Amber's pov At this stage, I couldn't ignore Mrs. Morgan. If I had been informed over the phone, I would have asked Adrian to accompany me to this place. I was caught off guard. Despite my racing heart, I remained composed and followed the man dressed entirely in black. As I was entering the bar, I began thinking of the words I would tell with my grandmother for what she had done. Why would she betray me like this? Has she taken advantage of my affection to deceive me? If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't act in such a manner, no matter what. We entered the bar, and on the first floor, people were seated at tables and chairs. The man I was following didn't head towards any of the seats; instead, he ascended the stairs, and I followed suit. It was on the second floor that we entered, and he halted in front of a table with two seats. As we approached, Mrs. Morgan had her back turned to us, and at that moment, I convinced myself that she was the one, as we were in close proximity.
Amber's pov I stood motionless as I observed Adrian pressing his phone against his right ear, and in my mind, I kept thinking, 'Wouldn't my grandma tell him what I don't want her to say?' If I could have taken the phone from him, I would have done it immediately. "Please, don't call my grandma. If I have any issues with her, we will resolve them ourselves," I said after thinking outside the box and walking towards the house. I was upset, and Adrian quickly followed me. "What's the matter?" he asked, and I could hear his phone ringing. Fortunately, my grandma probably wasn't near her phone, and the call ended without her answering. "What's wrong?" Adrian held my hand as I stood near the door of our room. I didn't want to look at his face. Contemplating my encounter with his mom and my grandma, I felt both furious and confused. "Can you please let me sit down? I've been feeling stressed," I requested. What happened next was that he instantly picked me up, carrying me as if I
Author’s pov Dave sat down in his sitting room all by himself. He rested his back against the chair and occasionally opened and closed his eyes. One of his legs was on the stool and he looked very weak. The glassy table close to him has two empty bottles of alcoholic wine. The time was around 10 am. He pulled his back and wanted to take the glass cup on the table when he discovered that he had finished it. Since morning, he had been drinking. The movement of his body as he tried to collect the cup clearly showed that he had become intoxicated. He checked the two bottles by shaking it and he saw that he had finished it. He waited for a while as he planned to go to the bar to collect another bottle of wine. His beards were unkempt and because he was a hairy person, it made him older than his age. As he tried to stand up, he fell back to the chair. “Amber!” He paused as he demonstrated with both hands. “I am alone. I missed out on a precious and sincere woman. Lust on Gwen has cause