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"Roxanne! This is not right! What did your sister do to you for you to hurt her like this?!" Roxanne had just entered the room when Kenneth Smith scolded her harshly. Her heart ached. Her father didn't even wait to hear her side of the story. He already took Maya's words as the sole truth and scolded Roxanne for something she didn't do. It was so disappointing. Ignoring her father, Roxanne glanced at Maya and sneered, "You look pretty good for someone who had fallen from the second floor." A guilty look plastered Maya's face and she averted her gaze. She glanced at Victor and cried, "Victor, I'm so sorry I lost our baby. I didn't know Roxanne's love for you was so strong that she would harm our unborn child." Roxanne shivered in disgust at Maya's acting. She didn't really look like a mother who had just lost a baby. She arched an eyebrow in suspicion as a thought occurred to her. Henry stood behind her, his frame almost engulfing her from behind. She loved their position s
“That is not necessary, Doctor Lewis is very good at what he does,” Maya quickly said. “He also did a full exam on me, isn't that right, Doctor Lewis?” Maya asked the doctor whose face was as white as a ghost. “Umm... Yes, I did a full exam on Miss Smith. I don't think I missed anything,” Doctor Lewis replied anxiously. However, Roxanne smirked. She shook her head and said, “Just want to make sure nothing was missed. I want to make up for causing your miscarriage, Maya. It wasn't intentional. Allow me to do this to make up for my mistake.” Maya and Miriam shared a worried glance. Kenneth chuckled and answered, “That’s nice of you, Roxanne.” He looked at Maya and suggested, “Why don't you take the full exam? Your sister just wants to make sure you’re ok before you get discharged.” “Honey, I don't think that's necessary. Our daughter looks ok... I think she can be discharged now-“ “Didn't you hear the doctor say she has broken ribs, a broken arm, a twisted ankle and heavy bleeding
“What?” “What did you say?” Maya and Victor asked at the same time. Victor's eyes widened into saucers and he froze for a second as he tried to process the doctor's words. Maya, on the other hand, seemed horrified and her face paled. Doctor Jericho cleared his throat. He repeated his statement in a loud voice, “Miss Smith didn't have A MISCARRIAGE because she's NEVER been pregnant.” “You liar! Are you saying I lied about being pregnant? How could you accuse me of such a thing?” Maya screamed hysterically with bloodshot eyes. She didn't understand why the doctor was not doing what they had discussed. He clearly agreed to lie for her for a sum of $100,000. Why did he go back on his word and humiliate her like that? “Wait... Let me get one thing straight." Victor gulped and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. He glanced at the doctor and asked, "Doctor, are you saying Maya lied that she was pregnant? There was no baby all this time?” “Yes, that's what I'm saying. Not only
"Does he have to follow you right now?" Victor asked as he looked back. Bruce was following behind them, looking as intimidating as ever. His sharp eyes were on Victor like a hawk, making him uncomfortable. Roxanne chuckled. "That was the only way my husband would allow you to talk to me alone." "Can you stop calling him your husband? You two were never meant to be together," Victor said, anger rising in his chest. Roxanne arched an eyebrow. She asked, "If I don't call my husband, my husband, what should I call him?" "Just call him by his name... He won't be your husband for long anyway, " Victor stopped and looked at Roxanne, "Divorce him, Roxanne. I'm ready to love you. I'm a free man now." After a moment of silence, Roxanne burst out laughing. She laughed so hard that she choked on her saliva. "Victor, what makes you think I want anything to do with you?" "I know I messed up. Forgive me, Roxanne-" "There's nothing to forgive. We were just arranged to get married and
Henry groaned in his sleep when he felt a jolt of pleasure rush through him. It felt like he was floating on clouds... every cell in his body was sizzling with intense electrical sensations. He squinted his eyes open and looked down, only to find Roxanne settled between his legs as she bobbed her head up and down his very stiff shaft. “Fuck, Roxy. What are you doing?” He asked as electric currents flared through him. He didn’t expect to wake up to such a pleasant feeling and view. Seeing Roxanne seriously pleasuring him turned him on. His eyes flashed with desire as he watched her do her thing. She looked so beautiful... Roxanne took him all in and activated her gagging reflex, causing delicious tingles to wash over Henry. “Oh, yeah!” Henry grunted and tried to reach for Roxanne but he discovered that his hands were tied above his head. He frowned and pulled at the cuffs. Hissing, he said, “What the- Babe, uncuff me.” Roxanne met Henry's eyes. She smiled slyly and grabbed t
“Sarah, kindly have these flowers returned to the sender and let them know to never send such things again,” Roxanne instructed her assistant once she called her to her office. Sarah gulped and glanced at Roxanne gingerly. She seemed as though she had something to say. Roxanne raised her head and arched an eyebrow, “Do you have something to say?” Sarah was quiet for a few seconds. She opened her mouth to speak but then shook her head as if she had changed her mind and said, “No, ma’am. I’ll have the flowers returned immediately.” Roxanne frowned when she noticed her assistant was acting strange. It was like she was avoiding her for some reason. However, since Sarah had already left, Roxanne made a mental note to find out why she was behaving strangely later. Later on, when Sarah returned, she asked for permission to be on leave for a few days. Since her workload had been overwhelming when Roxanne was on her honeymoon, Roxanne agreed and gave her a few days off. Efforts to f
“Do you like it?” Henry asked Roxanne in a deep husky voice. When Roxanne stepped out of the mall, she gasped at what was in front of her. Henry was perched on the red dazzling Ferrari. It was filled with beautiful, deeply cupped double blossoms which had a vibrant ombre pink to apricot colour. These unique roses stood out and made the car look all the more beautiful. In addition, they emitted an intense sweet fragrance that surrounded the place. Henry looked so handsome. He was holding strings that connected to a few pink balloons in his right hand while his other hand was shoved into his pocket. “Is this for me,” Roxanne was so taken aback that she ended up asking the obvious. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest. She had received flowers on the same day but only those from Henry made her heart flutter. Henry approached her while still holding the balloons. He gave her a dart and said, “Pop one balloon.” Roxanne was confused but she did what she was told. Sinc
“Am I dreaming?” Roxanne’s eyes rounded at the goddess-like figure sitting across from her. She pinched her thigh to verify and when pain shot through her, she knew it was real. Yolanda Nicholson was in her office! How was this possible? The latter had crossed her long creamy legs. She was clad in a sexy black dress which accentuated her slim but perfect figure. Her blonde curls cascaded down her shoulders. She had a sharp nose and a tiny face with gorgeous large brown eyes. Roxanne understood why she was called the fairy of Brentwood City. Although Yolanda had left the country years ago, her fame still stood at its peak. Having her endorse a brand would have its stocks skyrocketing faster than a rocket. “How did you get here? I’ve been trying to contact you for weeks!” Roxanne couldn’t help but ask. She was even about to book a ticket to travel and meet her in person because attempts to get her response via email proved futile. Who knew the fairy of Brentwood city would grac
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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