HATE TO LOVE YOU Bianca's POV ❤️I slammed the door shut in frustration as I left his room. How dare he do that to me? I rested my back against the door, as I let the tears flow. What was wrong with me? Don't tell me I was actually falling in love with Charles? "There's no way that can happen." I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears with the back of my hands."Hey!" A voice sounded, and I was scared to death. I looked over while wiping my tears from my eyes to see who it was. It was Zac. I forced a smile at him."Is everything okay? Did Charles say anything stupid to you?" He asked me with concern. Was it a good thing to tell his best friend what happened? Was it alright to tell him I was a fool for thinking and wishing there was something that could have happened between us? Tears welled up in my eyes again, but I couldn't let them drop, definitely not in front of Zac."Are you sure you're okay? You can talk to me." He said.That was really sweet of him, but I didn't deal wel
WET DREAMS Bianca's POV ❤️I watched him as he spanked her ass. We were all naked, and the thought of his dick inside me, drove me nuts. He stared at me seductively, while he continued to spank her ass and Audrey wouldn't stop screaming from the pleasure.She was extremely lucky, I was envious of her. I wished to be in that position. I wished I was the one Charles spanked my ass, while I moaned his name senselessly. "Bianca, look at me!" Charles said when I averted my gaze from them. I was feeling sad, I guess I was actually jealous. I hesitated for a while before raising my head up to look at him. "Good girl!" His velvety voice echoed in my head, and the thought of him whispering that phrase in my ears made a moan escape from my lips. My pussy fluttered, and I saw him smirk. "Fuck me, Charles. I want your dick in my slutty pussy!" Audrey ordered. Charles never took his eyes off me, as he took his dick in his hands and forced it inside her. Audrey yelled, and it turned into a moan
REPORTING FOR DUTY, BOSS!Bianca's POV ❤️I stared at my reflection in the mirror in awe. I looked different. Sexy, and professional. Charles did have high taste and class for clothing. I leaned forward as I did my hair, and tied it in a proper bun. It felt and looked like I was going on a date, and not to work. If Kumi were here, she would have questioned me and asked if I was going to a strip club, rather than work.I didn't wear lipstick today. Instead, I applied a strawberry scented lipgloss, and sprayed cologne all over my body and on the dress he got me. It was a black vneck long sleeve wrap dress, and I loved it so much. It fitted my slender body perfectly as if he had taken my measurements earlier for it.I wore a black heel and my blonde hair was a perfect contrast for the all black outfit. I got out of my room with a huge smile planted on my face, as I skipped my way to the living room. In there, I could see Charles saying something to Zac and as soon as he noticed my pres
SOMEONE MIGHT SEE US!Charles' POV ❤️I was about to kiss her when there was a knock on the door. What was wrong with these people?"Come in!" I said, trying to keep my cool.The door opened and Lucy came in, accompanied by a lady. The lady looked pale and dull, and her expression changed when she saw Bianca. She looked at her with contempt and disgust. Does she know her?I didn't have the time to pick a car up for her, so I decided to give her a cheque book. She wouldn't stop staring at Bianca, her eyes filled with malice. "Excuse me, ma'am. Do I know you?" Bianca asked as the mysterious lady was about to leave. I would also like to know why she was staring at my woman like that."Maybe you do, maybe you don't. But I know who you are and I am so glad I was finally able to meet you." She did a creepy smile, and left. That was strange. I would have to look into her later."Do you know her?" I asked Bianca. She paused for a while and thought about it."No, no I don't." She said.It was
ONCE UPON AN ACCIDENT Kumiko's POV ❤️"You have 5 cents left ma'am." The skinny looking receptionist said to me. How much could that buy? "Give me chewing gum with it." I told him. My breath stank. I left my house without showering, or brushing my teeth as I only applied deodorant and rushed out of my house."Here you go." He said and handed me my bag."Thank you..." I looked at the name tag on his chest. "... Chris." I said and left the store.I was suddenly craving Takoyaki, so I went to the store to get the ingredients to prepare it. Bianca wasn't talking to me, and I had nothing to do. I also didn't feel like going to work. After that conversation we had that night, we haven't spoken since then. Was she too busy to call me? Was she now engrossed in her new life that she forgot about me? I think she was still mad at me for what I said. What was I even thinking when I said that? I will call her when I get home and apologize to her.I unwrapped the chewing gum and the mint flavour
FIRST MEETING? FIRST CHAOS.Charles' POV ❤️Their gazes were on only one person. I sensed her discomfort as she squeezed my hand tight. Murmurs echoed around the meeting room as we stepped inside, making our way to the round table. Their gazes deepened, and this frightened Bianca even more. There was only one thing on their minds: "What the hell is she doing here?", But none of them had the courage to say so. They wouldn't even dare do it. I looked around, but couldn't find Zac anywhere. Where was he? He was supposed to be present here, but he was nowhere to be seen.They were all silent, as they all stared at me wanting to say something. I could see them staring at Bianca again, wondering why someone who spells doom for this company was present at a meeting like this, or even here in the first place. "What is she doing here?" Someone finally gathered the courage to ask."Glad you asked. She is my secretary, my personal assistant, and the third in command." I smirked.Bianca stood
THE HANDSOME STRANGER NAMED ZAC Kumiko's POV ❤️I hummed my favorite tune as I cut the octopus into small pieces. Zac, Zac, Zac. His deep voice lingered in my head. I chuckled childishly and covered my face while holding the knife in my right hand. "Kumiko?! Are you in love?" I asked myself. "Ya, ya, ya! I simply can't be in love with him. I wasn't in love with him." I convinced myself, but I knew deep down I felt something for this handsome stranger named Zac. He was intriguing and I was hooked by him. I wanted to know more about him.A piece of paper fell on the floor as I was about to measure the flour. What could this be? I crouched down on the floor, and picked it up to read the contents written on it."Hey, pretty lady I hit by accident!" I read aloud. Pretty lady? How cheesy could he get? I blushed as I read the letter he wrote for me, as I bit on my lower lips imagining him reading it to me with that sweet voice of his."I don't know your name yet, and if you're reading this
IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER NAMED KUMIKOZac's POV ❤️Today at work was hectic. I wasn't present when it began, but I knew something chaotic transpired between Charles and the rest of his employees. I haven't been there for a long time, and when I finally went, something like that happened. I couldn't even concentrate as I had only one thing on my mind; her.It was past four in the evening, and she hadn't called me yet. Did she get the letter? But I made sure I left it where it was possible for her to see it. Or was she not interested in me like I thought she would? I thought we connected earlier, was I wrong?It was funny how a total stranger was on my mind. I hadn't felt like this for someone for a very long time. She was fascinating, and I wanted to get to know her more. "Her house is around here." I murmured as I tapped on my steering wheel. What was taking her so long to call me? I was anxious. Was she really not interested in me? I changed my mind and made a turn to the junction
Hi, readers ❤️ We have finally come to end of this chapter. Words can't reveal how much this means to me 💞 It took me two years or more to complete this book (I lost count), but I'm finally done. Yayyyyy 🥳💅 Thanks to everyone who was still sticking around with me even after my irregular uploads and updates. Thank you so much for trusting me and trusting the process cause it got to a point where I wasn't even sure of what I was doing. This is my first novel ever but in my opinion, it turned out far better than I had imagined (I tried for my first attempt). I made lots of errors, deviated from the story line a little bit, and there were days where I felt like giving up, but I'm extremely glad I didn't and that I pushed through. "You wouldn't know unless you try!" This has been my go to quote, my inspiration whenever I felt like giving up. Although it took me two years to complete it, there's no need for me to be hard on myself. So, this is my special thanks to everyone for stickin
HAPPILY EVER AFTER EPILOGUEBianca's POV ❤️"Charlesssss, hurry!!!" I screamed, a hint of impatience in my voice. "My gosh, what’s taking you so long?""Coming, babe!" Charles called back, but there was still no sign of him.Charles and I had been living on the island—my island—for a week now. He seemed to be starting to forget the weight of what happened to his brother, or maybe he was just trying to forget. One thing I knew for sure was how much happier he seemed now. He wasn’t completely over the past, but he was making progress, letting go of the guilt he had carried for so long.Since I owned the island now, I invited Zac and Kumiko to join us. It would be more fun with all of us together, and they were already on their way.I heard the door open behind me, followed by a hand wrapping around my waist. Charles kissed my neck, and I shivered. Now wasn’t the time for this. I couldn’t get distracted right now."Hey, little one. Sorry I took so long.""It's fine." I replied, but then
THE END OF A LOVE STORY Charles's POV ❤️ Bianca’s tears flowed freely, soaking into my shoulder as I held her close. Her trembling shoulders pressed against me, and I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride and relief. I stroked her hair gently as she cried tears of joy into my shoulder. Each soft sob echoed the overwhelming happiness she felt. Seeing her this happy—it made everything worth it. She was happy, and that was all that mattered to me. Her grip on the documents tightened as though she feared they might disappear if she let go. “I love you so much, Bianca,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “I love you more than I can ever say. Thank you for staying with me.” She pulled back slightly, just enough to look into my eyes, her own brimming with gratitude. “Charles, thank you for everything. Thank you for believing in me, for fighting for me, for... this.” Her gaze flicked down to the papers in her hands. "Thank you for everything, Charles. Thank you," she said betwee
THE BEGINNING OF THE END VIJason's POV ❤️The bar wasn’t crowded, but it wasn’t quiet either. A low hum of conversations mixed with clinking glasses created a steady rhythm. I sat in a corner booth, my fingers nervously tapping against the wooden table. The glow of the overhead light made the transparent liquid in my glass shimmer, but I hadn’t touched it. It had been three weeks since I met Mabel. Three weeks since she found me broken, bleeding, and lost. And now, even after I had been discharged from the hospital, she was still here. I couldn’t shake the thought—why does she care so much?I didn’t deserve her kindness. I hadn’t even fully healed emotionally. I still haven't fully gotten over Bianca yet, even though I knew she had found her happiness elsewhere. Meeting Mabel had been like finding a lifeline I didn’t know I needed. But was it fair to her? “Hey, Jason,” a familiar voice called out, soft yet vibrant. I glanced up and spotted Mabel near the entrance of the bar we h
WELCOME TO GREEN ISLAND II Bianca's POV ❤️ We had finally arrived at the island, and the sight before me stole my breath all over again. The expanse of the crystal-clear ocean shimmered under the golden sun, its waves crashing gently against the shore in a soothing rhythm. The air carried a salty tang, mingled with the earthy scent of the surrounding forest, which seemed greener and more vibrant than I remembered. As Charles and I stepped off the jet, my arm wrapped snugly around his, I couldn’t help but drink it all in. Everything felt surreal, like stepping into a painting that was somehow more alive than reality. It was astounding. Standing by the dock, Mr. Matthews was already waiting for us. It was almost as if he had some sixth sense for our arrival—or maybe he had just been standing there for hours, keeping himself entertained with the ocean waves, but the warm smile on his face showed no sign of impatience. In the distance stood the house, the only structure on the is
THE START OF A NEW BEGINNING Charles's POV ❤️It was finally the day to leave for the island. Mr. Tusch was driving, and Bianca and I sat in the backseat. She hummed a cheerful tune, her legs swinging back and forth like an overexcited kid. I couldn’t help but marvel at how effortlessly childish she could be. The drive was smooth, and soon, we arrived at my private airport. My jet stood waiting, sleek and ready for takeoff. Mr. Tusch brought the car to a halt. The moment the engine cut off, Bianca flung the door open and bolted toward the jet, her excitement spilling over. Meanwhile, my bodyguards approached. Two opened the door for me while the others began unloading the luggage from the trunk. “Welcome, Master Charles,” they chorused, their voices perfectly synchronized. Bianca paused mid-step when she realized I wasn’t following her. She turned back, hands on her hips, her expression somewhere between amused and impatient. “See you soon, Master Charles,” Mr. Tusch said w
REST WELL, MOTHER!Charles's POV ❤️It had been two weeks since Bianca was discharged from the hospital. With consistent physiotherapy and medication, she could walk again—though she still needed the wheelchair on some days.I glanced at the clock for the hundredth time in ten minutes, tapping my foot impatiently. Bianca was taking forever."Bianca!" I yelled, my voice carrying a mix of frustration and amusement."Coming, babe! Just five more minutes!" she called back, her tone cheerful.She'd been saying "five more minutes" for over an hour now. At this rate, we would miss the event entirely and that couldn't happen.I sighed in defeat and sank onto the couch, switching on the TV."...and in other news, Axel Bandra, the brother of business tycoon and multi billionaire Charles Bandra, has been found guilty and arrested for murder. Yes, you heard that right. Axel admitted to his crimes, along with several others, and is set to face trial tomorrow. He..."The reporter’s voice droned on,
IN YOUR ARMS, AGAIN!BIANCA'S POV ❤️I reached for an apple slice, but paused mid-motion when I noticed Charles. He hadn’t touched his burger. Instead, he was staring at his hands, his fingers clasped tightly together as if grounding himself.There was something different about him—something hesitant, almost fragile, and entirely unlike the Charles I was used to. The quiet between us stretched, the tension growing as he shifted slightly in his seat."Bianca," he said at last, breaking the silence, his voice soft and trembling.I glanced up from my apple, his tone catching my attention and catching me off guard. His burger sat untouched on the table, the scent of melted cheese and grilled beef wafting faintly in the air. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He wasn’t looking at me but instead at his hands, which were clasped tightly together that his knuckles were beginning to turn white."No matter what happens," he said slowly, his voice almost a whisper, "and no matte
THE REUNION Bianca's POV ❤️The soft hum of a machine accompanied the warmth of sunlight that streamed through the thin hospital curtains, pooling on the bed, warming my face and forcing me awake. The hospital room smelled faintly of antiseptic, but the warmth of strong arms around my waist made it feel less lonely. The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the heater and the steady rhythm of someone breathing beside me.Blinking against the light, I turned my head slowly, my heart softening at the sight of Charles sleeping next to me, his face mere inches from mine. In sleep, he looked so peaceful. His features, usually sharp with worry and determination, were relaxed while he was asleep. His furrowed brow relaxed, the usual tension in his jaw gone as it was no longer clenched as it usually was, and the faint lines on his forehead had smoothed out. It was as though the weight of the world on his shoulders had finally lifted for the first time in ages, leaving him at ease. His