The love triangle spans between Greg & Denise who were once childhood and college sweetheart. After the death of her father and Greg's disapperance leading to her psychosis, her mother pressures her to marry her college billionaire, Colin De La Rosa, who was also formerly a friend of Greg. Her life became serial hell and no option of backing out laced with subtle abuse. In what seems like Business date, Colin asked her to dance to the investors to entertain them to win their heart in other for them to invest in his company which was already going south (bankrupt). She was pushed by Colin' mistress from the lounge stairs while pregnant unknown to Colin and bleeding profusely. When the party goers saw her falling, they all cheered in the fun of it. A man whose touch was familiar rushed her the hospital. However after divorcing her husband, who failed to visit her on her hospital bed after her near death experience, will she forgive the man Greg, her former lover who took her to the hospital and accept his proposal to start a new beginning? Even after accepting the proposal, if she get to find how Greg truly made his money will she continue to love him? Find out on this beautiful story.
View MoreDenise Pov I stood in front of the elevator. I arrived quite early. I didn’t want to be the late boss. I couldn't help but feel very happy and accomplished. I have for onced gotten something out of favour that didn't cost me to lift a finger.Colin wouldn't let me work, especially for a corporate job. He had promised me that he would employ me into his company but he never did. Instead, I was subjected to being a housewife. A work girl who helps soothe the heart of his clients—-dancing in front of the clients and sending half naked pictures just for him to secure investment for his company. On this ground I stand, vouching to make a mark amongst the top CEO’s of An automobile company for the El Dorado Group. The elevator door chimes open; speak of the devil—Colin was inside the elevator. He looked good but had lost weight. His hairstyle changed, I could barely recognise him. He looked like someone whose life was thrown off balance and he indeed was thrown off life goodies. Losi
DENISE POV“Laurette who?” The nurse asked, kindly.“Laurette Crawford, she's my sister,” I replied. With a pang of worry inside of me. The nurse continued to run through her computer calmly. I have left my husband waiting inside the car to go see my ill sister. The situation of things around here would rather be as it seems other than chaos. My mother hated him so much beyond my imagination. I didn't want more trouble between us.“Ward 403, I would take you there. Might not be easy for you to identify.” She obliged to direct. “Alright, sure.” We stalked through the hospital hallway. I wasn't feeling myself. Things are really coming the way I did not expect. Mine being pregnant for my ex-husband as the Doctor confirmed. Abigail sighted me from afar and she stood in front waiting, while I hastened up.“I'll leave you now to attend to work. I think that's your sister too, she could take you to Miss Laurette.”“Sure, thanks so much.” The nurse left. My already fast foot slowed. I
Denise Pov“Where did you get that from, that I killed your father–unfair that you would think of such for me. Let alone organ trafficking! No Denise this is the height of it.” He rushed out of the sitting room after. Loosening his tie as he ascended the stairs. Fuming. I stood speechless. I needed to hear him and how he got to amass his wealth in a short period of time. If it's a dirty means then I need to know what I'm getting myself into.“I'm sorry Honey. I'm so confused right now. I know this is an accusation and it sounds like I no longer trust the man I married.” I followed him upstairs. Trying to calm him down before things get out of hand.Beneath my apologies, I'll rather seek another means to find who he truly is. I'm going to hire private investigators to help reveal the truth. I'm not going to back down.“But we need to talk. You don't have to keep running honey. ” I said. My voice was almost loud like I was scolding him.“Suit yourself woman!” He retorted. If you don'
Abigail Pov“Wow! How did you find this place? Only rich people party here” I continued to gaze all over the place. Suddenly these guys started to approach our corner.The stewardess passed us with an alcohol tray.“Do you care?” She asked politely. “Sure. Abigail, can your head carry it?” Laurette asked.“I could try.” I gupped two shots instantly not wanting to appear like a newbie. I've been to parties but this was so different. It didn’t take long before I started seeing double. Having to grab my sister's hand each time so as not to trip.“I'm not feeling comfortable sis, I feel someone is spying on us. Those guys over there” Laurette said. Pointing into the dark crowd.“They think we are whores but they are mistaking” I inquired. Laurette kept her eyes vetting. The guys looked deadly, rough and so to say, like gatecrashers. Both of us stood to change our position and to keep their eyes away from us. But they followed immediately. “They are following us,”I screamed. “Get h
“You came back from work so early,” Laurette said. She had just returned from her shift. Her wide smile made her lips run into cheeks for a good purpose. I replied “Yes I am.. why wouldn't I? When I can't find happiness at my workplace. Unlike you who is always lucky with things” “Well, I'm blessed…that's the work of my guardian angel now so things will fall into place for me. Miss you Papa.” Laurette replied. Staring at the portrait on the wall sorrowfully.Each time she says things she does not fail to include our late father into the discussion. How do we even tell her that our fathers murders have been seen, that he lives within us and is right in our family. To make matters worse, his children will be our niece's or nephew when Denise gives birth in the nearest future. “Suit yourself darling” I frowned at her reply. Laurette tossed her handbag on the chair. Yawning of tiredness. “You need to take a shower before joining us at the table. Mama hates germs, you know that.”
CLARICE POV“What's wrong, Abigail?” She walked past me like I wasn't too big to be seen. Although she had greeted me.“Something must have upset her.” I adjusted my glasses downwards. I stalked Abigail to her room as I heard her bang the door, angrily.“This must be serious.” I hastened my footsteps. My hands continuously knocked on the door but no response from Abigail.“Mum, I just want to be left alone. Please.” She pleaded.“If you let me in, then I'd cease to bother you. Honey please.” Just before I could finish, the door creaked open.“My workmates are so annoying. There's this girl who doesn't seem to work her wage at all. Always acting like she knows it all.” She raised her fingers above her face level and bent the middle and index finger in. Rolling her eyes and flaring her nostrils, Showing teeth to describe how fed up she was.“I can't deal with her. She makes me look as if I'm not working hard enough. Urrrh!” “Poor you Abigail, is that the cause of all these?” I aske
My mouth gaped and eyes widened in surprise at the astonishing decorations when we arrived at the dinner night. To my greatest surprise, My baby pictures were plastered everywhere. There was also a large standing photo frame of me and Greg from our college school days feeding each other popsicles in the school canteen. Lady Desire, the cafeteria staff, took a picture of us then. There was this sudden rush of nostalgia that gushed inside of me.“This is unbelievable, I wasn't expecting all of these.” I said, my palms covering my mouth in excitement. He proceeded to plant a kiss on cheek with a smile. Which I reciprocated.“You are my world…Don't forget that” he replied.Dazzling in auburn long dress, matching my auburn lipstick. My hair was on fleek with a mini off white clutch purse.Greg gestures to pull out a chair for me to sit; I sat on it majestically. I tossed my clutch purse on the table while he took his seat adjusting closer to the table afterwards. The table in fron
Stepping out of the boat with my hubby. My elbow locked in his; With a cocktail drink in my hand, we stalked into the crowd. The beach sand was cold as I continued walking on them.Chatter erupts into the atmosphere. Disco lights reflecting from every direction. Each human we passed had a partner. They were holding hands. All seem to be in love with each other. Love in the air thingy!Greg and I came to a halt.“It's nice meeting you Mr Salvador.” Shuffling out his hand from his vintage short pocket, outstretching his hand for a handshake. Mr Salvador received in honour with a wide smile playing on his lips. “My friend,” he said in excitement. “It's my pleasure Mr. Greg Richards. Who is that beauty beside you?” He asked. Greg cleared his throat.“Mr Salvador, meet my wife, Denise. Denise, Mr Salvador, My dogged business partner in Taiwan” “I've heard so much about you Sir” I replied. Although little has been said about him by Greg. We both exchanged a warm handshake. One o
“Hello.. are you still there?” Stuttering over the phone in the sitting room. I pulled my phone away from my ears, staring at it, trying to radial Colin's number.The least I wanted to hear was about my late father. It pains me so much that he didn't live to witness this growth and success I've achieved today.The elevator door chimes open. I turned to the noise fidgeting. “Mi amore how are you doing? Here are the few things I got for you,” The hotel assistant came in with a bouquet of flowers. I rushed to hug Greg. Trying to keep my emotions in check. So he doesn't notice anything.“Ma'am, where do you want to have me keep them?” He asked. His voice faints like a young child.“Awwwn!. Thanks baby” my cheek flushed pink. “Over there” I pointed to him. “Let me have it better still, thanks.” I said to the hotel assistant. I took the flowers from him. Pulling the roses closer to my nose they smelled quite heavenly and zesty. I pecked my hubby on his cheeks. Both sides. He smelled g
CHAPTER ONE SHATTERED HEARTDENISE' POVIn the bustling city of Las Vegas, United States, Colin, my husband and I settled at the VIP lounge with a few of his business counterparts at night to discuss a few things about the growth of the family business. Our new investor, unlike others, likes to talk business somewhere nothing close to an official environment; he believes people who wear suits in a boardroom don't have the money they propose or appear to have. They take loans from the banks or from people like him. His money comes from old money, from his club business to say the least. Mr Montenegro El Dinero makes fifty million per night, that's if it's a bad day.“Boring” Mr Montenegro muffles softly at the ebony stripper in front of us—Her skin glows as the disco lights reflect on her body. “Boring! Boring!! Boring!!! “Why don't you go up there and entertain our prospective investor” Colin whispered t...
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