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Beads of sweat coated Roxanne's forehead. She seemed to be having a hard time sleeping. Henry took out his handkerchief and wiped her skin gently. His heart ached when he saw her swollen cheeks. His personal doctor had treated her and the swelling would subside soon. However, that couldn't stop the brewing anger that was bubbling within him. He wanted to find the one behind this and make them pay. Glancing at her face, he sighed and brushed her hair backwards before looking at her lovingly, "I'll never leave you alone again, I promise." As if she could sense Henry's presence, Roxanne quickly calmed down. The creases in between her eyebrows disappeared and she looked more at peace as she continued to sleep. ... It was later in the day when Roxanne woke up from her deep sleep. She gasped when she found herself in a different bed but then, she recalled that this was the bedroom that Henry had brought her to the first time she passed out. Flashes of what she had gone through th
“There... the deal is sealed. You're now officially my housemate and I want you to be as comfortable as possible so don’t feel out of place,” Henry assured Roxanne after letting go of her lips. His voice was hoarse and seductive. Licking his lips, he sighed internally. He could still feel Roxanne’s lips on his and if she didn’t have a wound on her lips, he would have kissed her as ferociously as he wanted. At the same time, Roxanne looked up at Henry, her face flushing an adorable pink. She was still thinking about the abrupt kiss that Henry gave her just now so it took a while for his words to register in her mind. He was so gentle… He kissed her so tenderly as if she was made out of fine china. There was no lust in his kiss but she could feel his strong emotions. It was like he was comforting her. However, just before she could respond, he had withdrawn. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest when his words finally dawned on her. Officially housemates? ‘I didn’t think I
"From now on, she's my responsibility." Henry's words kept playing in Roxanne's mind and her face turned from pearl-white to pink. That was hot! Roxanne didn't need anyone to take care of her. Heck, she could handle Maya and Miriam but hearing Henry stand up for her had her heart racing like horses in a race. It was hours later after they left the Smith residence. Roxanne took some days off from work and followed Henry on his business trip. They used his private jet so it was a very comfortable flight. At that moment, she was relaxing on the balcony of the presidential suite, watching the spectacular view over the horizon. The hotel was located near the ocean. Roxanne could access the beach directly from her room. It was a serene place that made her relax as the scent of the ocean wafted through her nostrils. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. When she went to open the door, she found a hotel staff waiting with a large bouquet and a box in his hands. "A delivery from Mr. Ford, M
Henry shook the woman off his arm and furrowed his eyebrows. “What the fuck? What are you doing here?” He questioned, his face twisting in disgust. The woman was Linda Scott, the heiress of the Scott Shipping Company. Henry was once set up with her for a blind date. He thought he was meeting her father, Robert Scott, only to find his daughter waiting at the table. They planned to have a marriage alliance with the Ford Corporation but Henry already had a marriage arrangement. He addressed the issue and told them he couldn't marry Linda because he wasn't interested. Nevertheless, Linda was obsessed with Henry and despite knowing that he couldn't walk anymore, she still wanted to marry him and become the mistress of the Ford Corporation. It was, after all, a mega-corporation with branches all over the world. For months, she waited for an opportunity to see Henry and seduce him but she heard he had gone to take over the Ford Corporation's main branch in another Country. Howev
“Hey, Roxy! How’s it going on your trip?” Heather said on the video call. She had called Roxanne the moment they came back from the rooftop dinner. The romantic ambience that Henry had set was disrupted by Linda and after Roxanne’s comment, things became a little awkward. For some reason, Roxanne felt uncomfortable with the way Henry seemed to have many admirers. It seemed many women were after him wherever he went. However, she didn’t let her emotions show and pretended to be calm about it. At that moment, Roxanne was on the balcony while Henry was in his room. The presidential suite was like an apartment with a living room and two bedrooms. “Have you already done it? Is Henry good in bed?” Heather continued teasingly. She had always been the open-minded type and spoke without a filter. Roxanne's eyes rounded at her friend's words. After a few seconds, she replied, “Why would you say that? There’s no way that would happen.” Her marriage to Henry would be fake and even thou
It took a while for Roxanne to come back to her senses. “Now you know I can satisfy you,” Henry smirked as he wheeled himself back and left the balcony. His words brought Roxanne back to reality and her face became as red as a tomato. She could still feel Henry's tongue on her core and boy did it feel good. By the time she entered the living room, she found Ace walking out of Henry's room. “Ace, were you helping Henry get on the bed?” Roxanne asked. Ace always helped Henry push his wheelchair, when he had to use the shower or go to bed. “Yes, Ma'am,” Ace answered. Roxanne furrowed her eyebrows as a thought occurred to her. When Henry supported her hips just now, it was as if he had a strength of ten men. He didn't seem like a disabled man at all. Someone of that strength in his arms could probably help himself onto the bed. Were they putting on a show? Roxanne was about to walk to her room when a file on the table in the corner caught her attention. When she picked
“Two weeks?” Roxanne's eyes almost popped out of their socket. “Isn’t that too soon?” “It is but we can't really stop Grandpa. He is too eager to get me married,” Henry responded with a light chuckle. Silence befell them after that. Roxanne's heart was pounding violently against her ribcage. She didn't know why the thought of marrying Henry now excited her. “Ok... I'll tell my father when we return,” she replied and then suggested, “We came here to know each other more but we haven't had the time. Let’s do this... How about we play twenty questions?” “Are you going to kiss me with each question I answer?” Henry asked with a raised eyebrow. Roxanne's face flushed. She gave Henry a playful glare and said, “No kissing. We will take turns asking each other what we want to know. How’s that?” Henry nodded. “I still want that kiss—” “Henry!” Roxanne blushed and said in a low voice. “Just one... But after we are done with the questions.” Henry let out a low chuckle and nodded. Th
Eric Hamilton used to be Henry’s father’s close friend and he worked as the Vice CEO of the Ford Corporation during that time. Unfortunately, after the tragic accident, Henry couldn’t recover mentally and Larry Ford had to take his grandson abroad and raise him there. As expected, Eric took over as CEO with the condition that he would step down when Henry was ready to take over the Company. However, as years passed, Eric began to get greedy. He wanted the company for himself so he trained his son and employed him as the finance director of the Ford Corporation. Jason Hamilton did a lot of embezzlement of funds and tax evasion so when he heard that Henry was returning to take over the Company, he was afraid of what he might find out. They paid someone and instigated Henry’s accident with the aim of killing him. Fortunately, Henry survived but he ended up being disabled. The news of Henry’s pending marriage worried the Hamiltons so they sat in their study to discuss their new p
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Three years later... Henry Ford woke up very early. It was the month of love and a few days before Valentine's Day. As usual, he wanted to do something special for his wife as he asked her to be his Valentine. They had been married for ten years and he always asked her days before the actual day in a special and romantic way. Since this was about them, he wanted to do everything himself. He filled up some red balloons with air and scattered them around the sitting area downstairs and the dining area. After getting busy in the kitchen, he whipped up some breakfast for Roxanne- heart-shaped pancakes drizzled with syrup and strawberries covered in chocolate. He had seen this recipe from a trending video on t-i-k-t-o-k and thought his wife would love it. He then got the roses he had got for her and put them in a glass vase before placing them on the dining table. When Roxanne woke up and looked for her husband, she woke up to the transformed living room and dining room. She
Five years later… It was a Saturday and the Fords were hosting a family braai for their son, Oliver Ford, to celebrate his new age. Roxanne sighed as she glanced at Oliver who was helping his father, Henry Ford. They stood by the barbeque grill stand, flipping meat, sausages and chicken kebabs. Oliver didn’t want a huge party on his fifteenth birthday… he just wanted to spend time with family. However, Roxanne had invited Claire Hamilton and his other friends, Liam Kent and Jake Norton. They had all grown and were now teenagers. Running around playing tag like the younger kids didn’t interest them at all. Claire and the two boys sat at one of the tables. While Claire was taking pictures of Oliver, his friends were busy playing games on their phones. “Are you impressed with your son and husband?” Heather’s voice snapped Roxanne out of her trance. “They look so cute… I swear, Henry is a great Dad and Oliver adores him,” Roxanne replied, glancing at her husband dreamily as he
Diego and Henry rushed to the mansion in less than twenty minutes as if there was an emergency. Henry looked for his wife when he entered the mansion, yelling, "Roxy? Baby, where are you? Let's go to the hospital!" At the same time, Diego followed after him and called for Yolanda, "Princess, let's go to the hospital. The earlier the better!" They both paused when they found their women in the living area laughing and chatting with Larry Ford and Kenneth Smith. Henry furrowed his eyebrows. He remarked, "I thought you said you're not feeling well. You look fine to me..." Larry Ford glared at his grandson. He scolded him, "Son, if your wife says she's not feeling well, then find out what could be wrong with her first before concluding. Should I teach you everything?" Henry scratched the side of his neck. He tried his best to be a good husband but there were times like this when he had faults. Being human, he was bound to make mistakes or maybe say something wrong. He wasn't perfe
Two months had passed since Yolanda and Diego got married. Although they were happy, Diego had noticed that his wife missed her job. Yolanda was an independent woman who loved working for her own money... Of course, Diego provided for her but he could see that she wasn't used to staying home and shopping only. It would even affect her mood sometimes. Diego thought about a way to have his wife get back to her job. Quite alright, it would be dangerous for her to be in the spotlight with all their rivals targeting them but that was why he was around, right? It was his job to protect Yolanda and ensure her life didn't change just because she fell in love with him. So, before he could bring it up to her, he met with his brother and requested to move back to Brentwood City. Augusto glanced at Diego after he made his request, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What is it? Is this place not up to her standards?" "No... it's not that. I just want her to be happy and if doing her job mak
Yolanda's heart was galloping like a racing horse. Diego's promise echoed in her mind, making her look forward to what he would do to her. She tilted her head up, asking for a kiss and Diego didn't disappoint. He connected his lips to hers and kissed her hard. They began to move towards the bed and Yolanda fumbled with Diego's buttons as she tried to undress him. Meanwhile, Diego was busy deepening the kiss with every second that passed. He grabbed the back of her head while the other hand reached between them and he stroked her core, rubbing her clit with every movement of his fingers. Yolanda moaned against his lips. She failed to get rid of Diego's suit and instead, wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped on him, coiling her legs around his ripped torso. In that position, Diego held Yolanda's ass and began grinding his massive erect shaft into her bare core... Despite it being hidden by the branded pants he had on, Yolanda could still feel the tip of his rod, digging at he
Diego carried Yolanda into the cabin. Yolanda's eyes grew wide as she looked around. If she thought the outer form of the cabin was dreamlike, the inside was like paradise itself. The wooden cabin wasn't big. It was like one big room with a small kitchen in the corner, a huge bed in the center, a bubbling hot tub on the left near one of the windows and a bathroom on the right side. The bathroom area had an enclosure for privacy. Not only did they have several acres of land to themselves, but they were surrounded by maple trees with fiery red leaves which could be seen through the huge windows. The whole place was giving "leave the world behind vibes". It offered a perfect blend of romance, peace and refreshment for the newly married couple. "Are we still in our family's estate?" Yolanda asked and Diego smiled. He loved especially the way she used the word 'our' in her question. Sliding an arm around Yolanda's waist, Diego pulled her closer and then put her at his front bef
Diego Montero realised something. He loved Yolanda with his all. Whether he waited weeks or months to propose, she would still be the woman he would want to spend the rest of his life with. Yes, they didn't know what tomorrow may bring. But who ever knows? Everyone jumps in without knowing the obstacles they will face in the future. If there's anything he learnt from his former boss, Henry Ford. It's that as long as you had your loved one by your side, any other problem felt like a passing breeze. After talking to his brother, Diego asked the housekeepers to help out with the proposal. Of course, the housekeeper who had helped Dahlia was fired. In the Mafia, loyalty was everything. Diego instructed the bodyguards to control the drones he had shipped over earlier before they travelled. Augusto helped too. He stood downstairs near the drones, waiting for midnight so that they could control the drones to help Diego propose. Yolanda woke up and they had dinner outside on the balc
Diego didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glanced at Dahlia and asked, "Why did you come back? If you had stayed hidden, at least I would have had good memories of you... but now... you disgust me." "D-Diego... that's not true. Your brother forced himself on me. That's why I faked my death. I was so ashamed-" "Shut up! Aren't you tired of scheming? Do you think I can believe you over my brother? My brother came from the same womb as I... we may fight and not speak to each other for years, but I know he would never do anything to hurt me," Diego's words sliced through the air like shards of ice, cutting Dahlia's words in the middle. "That's not true... why did you leave? It's because you hated your family!" Dahlia answered confidently. She wasn't convinced that Diego had moved on. He loved her very much and could do anything for her... how could his love for her end so quickly? Diego shook his head. He replied, "I left because I was hurt that they didn't want to avenge yo