DARIEL’S POV:-I was still in the prison with a never ending grimace on my face. I wanted to get out but the process was being delayed, testing my low patience.I had to be out before the news went to the media and they ravaged the image I cleared after a painfully long time. “Sir, no one is willing to take the place. Each one we could possibly refuse.”People had stopped seeing me as an arrogant bastard thanks to my wife, I had changed a lot too and I wanted it to remain like this but circumstances were challenging my goodwill.“And why is that?” I growled, glaring at Ian who looked down.“Apparently someone paid them double the amount, they are weirdly refusing.” He spoke worriedly, fearing my rage. My jaw clenched, hitting the wall from distress.“Couldn’t be Sam, as if he has that much money. Someone else must be funding that bastard but who? Which of my rivals had grown this overconfidence to test me?”Shrinking my eyes, I fell into a deep pondering. Sam was not capable of doing
SAAFIA’S POV:-My head was spinning since last night, I didn’t know what happened after I passed out. My body felt slightly numb but my peaceful rhythm was broken when a roaring resonance echoed in my room.“Saafia!”Gasping, I sat up only to realize the person next to me was not Dariel. My heartbeats stopped immediately, my mind became senseless with immense horror.“Dariel…?” My throat dried in instant horror when I saw myself in Helder’s shirt and he was on the bed shirtless with me. “What the fuck!?”Gasping, we both got out of the bed hastily. I was only in my underwear and his shirt, evoking a horrible sensation of what might have happened. Tears covered my vision, my mind was blanked, covering my mouth from anguish.“Exactly. What the fuck?” Dariel scowled, glaring at both of us.Shaking violently, tears spilled from my eyes. Having not a single memory of how he ended up on the bed with me. My body froze as I walked to Dariel.“D-Dariel, I-I don’t know w-what.. H-how he-”I
I was in the room, left all alone with muted sobs and an agonizing heart. I didn’t know how that happened but cursing where the situation left me, I didn’t know what to say.I was sure I fainted then how could that happen? Unless… Helder did it deliberately?“Shit, shit,”Gritting my teeth, I pulled my hair in frustration. Losing my breaths as my head began to throb from the distress which abruptly fell on my head.“Dammit!” I growled, releasing a weak tear while perceiving what to do that could convince Dariel of my innocence. As I was struggling with my thoughts, Dariel returned in the evening.Whimpering, I dashed to his side, holding his arm weakly, pulling him towards my body as he kept a stoic and unbothered expression on his face.“Dariel, listen to me please-”“Keep our private talks behind the door.” He glared at me, ripping himself from me and set his collar.“Dariel,” I called him, loosening my shoulders from the amount of distress. Looking down sadly, I merely followed him
Fidgeting my fingers around my dress fretfully, tears gleamed in the corner of my eyes. The harsher his expressions remained, the more distressed I became. Words were at the edge but his rage shut me up. He was not ready to listen to anything and it perturbed me.“Stay there quietly. Don’t create a scene. Understand?” He ordered me strictly. Making an almost crying face, I looked up at his stoic posture hopelessly, “I.. don’t want to go.”To my whisper, he send a warning glare in my direction to not utter a single word. His wrath would only worsen the situation.Narrowing my eyes, I almost whimpered, “Please.” He rolled his eyes, pretending my words became unreachable and continued to drive. Letting out a delicate tear, I lowered my gaze in woe.“How can I convince you, Dariel? I can’t be unfaithful to my love. That Helder, he must be setting up-”He cut me off dominantly.“That’s for me to find out and resolve. You just stay here.” He ordered, pointing his finger at me to not argu
A shiver went down my spine when I saw Dariel in that condition like he had beaten someone terribly. My throat dried as I closed the door behind me worriedly. “D-Dariel…?”“Saafia?”Taken aback to find me in his office for the first time, he held his hand and stood straight but I had seen him already.“W-What is this, Dariel?” I trembled, bringing my hand hesitantly close as I walked up to him with my numbed legs.The merest idea of what he could have possibly done in wrath frightened me.“What are you doing here?” He frowned.Not liking me coming here but he was the one made me come.“Why is there blood on your shirt and your hands? What were you doing?” I asked, shaking slightly while sparing at glance at his unbothered expression.Distress creeping on my face when I grazed my finger over the fabric which had fresh blood, frightening me.“What is your problem? Why are you here?” He hissed, ripping my hand from his shirt but frowning in return, I forcefully gripped his shirt to push
Overflowing with strange feelings and questions about why he didn’t want me to return him- or whose blood was it?- What was he doing behind my back? Was everything alright?There were limitless things I wanted to ask but amid this I was relieved that he was no longer enraged and would take me home at least.Forming my lips in a thin line, I got out where I saw Sarah waiting for me with a frown on her lips with Ian. “Happy now?” She mocked. I chuckled nervously, “He said he will pick me up on Sunday.”“Good for you, now, come.” She sighed. I smiled apologetically at Ian and left with Sarah.“So what did you guys talk about?” She asked curiously, noticing how people were looking at me to wonder what Mrs. Cannedy was here.“Hmm- What the-” Sighing, I opened my mouth to tell her briefly but the second we got out of his corporation, a crowd of reporters began to surround me.“Mrs. Cannedy! Mrs. Cannedy! Is it true that you are having an affair with your husband’s cousin?” They asked, f
DARIEL’S POV:-My mind was blank when I was returning, I didn’t know how to express felicity after being wrapped with an endless loop of troubles.Sighing, I leaned back against my seat, remembering how I barely managed everything in Saafia’s absence.Deep down, I knew she wouldn’t do this to me but I was infuriated at ‘how it happened’. What did Helder do to make MY woman come to him?The last week of her absence was hectic for me. I first started by releasing Jared from the prison first because he had helped me a lot.“You helped me, I got your bail. Don’t worry it will be a matter of time when the charges will be removed.” I told Jared who was astounded by my unforeseen actions.If he hadn’t freed me on time, I wouldn’t have seen them together. I knew I needed him, plus he also told me about Jacey too. “Thanks… But I think I deserve more punishment.” He chuckled dryly. He had fallen into complete depression. The regret of cheating on Saafia, Veronica leaving him, all of that had
“My Saafia, who cannot look at another man with the same devotion, was with you. ‘In your shirt’ after ‘passing out’,”I hissed after hitting Helder whose face was bruised with a trail of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.Yet, he remained shameless, leaning his head back, Helder laughed evilly.“Dariel, let me go, you are making a wrong choice. You will regret it," He dared to threaten me mindlessly.“Helder, my brother, tell me, since when did an unconscious person start changing her clothes herself? Do you think I wouldn’t know that you set that up?” I scoffed, rolling my eyes at his audacity to challenge me.“If you know then why are you torturing your beloved Saafia like this?” He smirked.“Because I want to know what you intend to do?”“Destroy you, dearest brother,” He snickered wickedly, evoking pure disgust from the bottom of my heart. I shouldn’t have forgiven him in the first place.“Why? I believe I have cut all my connections with you and your family then let us