MELISSA’S POV “Can I have the bill, please?” I asked, gesturing towards a waiter who was passing by. Nodding in response, “Would you like any other thing else ?” He asked, leaning in closer to my shoulders. “No I’m fine,” I replied, wiping the oil on my lips with the tissue paper before me. “Alright, please give me a few minutes. I will get it for you.” He replied before turning to leave. Digging my hands into my bag, I grabbed my purse while checking in my head which card to use. My eyes felt hazy and a small yawn escaped my lips. I couldn’t wait to get home and nap for a while. In no time, the waiter brought the bill and it was nothing like I had anticipated. The price was quite pricy for just a plate of jollof rice. Maybe because this isn’t a local restaurant,” I thought in my head as I swiped the card on the atm. Beep beep..! My heart almost burst out of my chest as my card declined. “Oh God, what kind of embarrassment is this?” I muttered warmly as I pull
MELISSA’S POV My gaze shot up, meeting his. What does he mean by I should be thanking him? For what exactly? Rolling my eyes at him, “What good in particular have you done to me for you to deserve my appreciation?” I asked, his statement irritating my nerves with each passing second as it rang in my ears. He didn't utter anything in response, he only stood still, his hands tugged in his pockets while staring at me with an intrigued expression. I forced my way past him and just as I was about to open my car door, his voice broke through “Let’s see if you'll still say this after you see this…” Snapping his fingers, the boot of his car flung open almost hitting Kevin, who was standing a few meters close to it. Kevin inched closer to the boot, took out something, and closed it before turning to head toward us. I squinted my eyes as my gaze fell on what he was dragging behind him. I was about to look away when it suddenly dawned on me! My eyes widened while my mouth fl
LISTOWEL’S POV. Her question took me by surprise, causing me to flinch a bit. Honestly, it wasn't my intention to spy on her all the time. When she returned to Aphrodite City months ago, I was afraid that she might vanish again overnight. That's why I have my men on guard, checking out if there’s any unusual movement going on with her. But when she became the target of the media’s celebrity drama, I had to tighten the security around her. Lisa might not know but my men have protected her from several media intrusions. She's had so many reporters lingering around to question her unnecessarily but she never bumped into any. I wouldn't really say it is all thanks to me because I was the root of it in the first place. If I had not carelessly interacted with her in public as I did some months back, she would have lived her life peacefully like any normal person. That's why I almost went crazy when I couldn't find her whereabouts nor get a text to the plenty of messages I was spam
MELISSA’S POV My senses heightened as I slowly inhaled the sweet aroma exuding from the coffee before me. Vapor from the coffee hovered in my face as I brought the cup closer to my lips, blowing air over it in an attempt to cool it. While darting around in admiration of my new work environment, I took a sip of the coffee. As soon as the earthy taste of it glided its way down my throat, I got energized to start my day. Settling in the swiveling chair in my office, a wide grin formed on my lips as I glanced around my new workplace in admiration. The large office I was seated in was assigned to me this morning after attending a brief orientation with Mr. Montenegro, the executive director. My office was huge and even though the decor didn’t really suit my taste, I felt ecstatic about it. The exciting and most important part of this all was that I wasn’t sharing it with anyone. My hands shot up to my face as I covered my lips in disbelief. In as much as this was real,
MELISSA’S POV Immediately the clock struck five, I packed up my stuff into my bag and hurried off downstairs. I couldn't wait and go home to celebrate this massive win with my family; Nancy and Crystal. I can only imagine their shocked yet excited faces when they hear this. While exiting the forecourt of Legalstone, I waved to the colleagues I met on the way goodbye till I got to my car. Staring into thin space, I heaved a sigh as I started the engine. The traffic in town was kind of hectic but managed to pull through. Coming to a stop in front of the apartment complex where I reside, I turned off the engine and hurried to my house. The cozy smell of the scented candles I had put on the shelves in the hallway leading to my house filled my nose as soon as I walked out of the elevator. As I was approaching my house, I noticed something unusual on the floor right in front of my door. I took a few steps closer to check what it was. As soon as my eyes fell on it, I st
WENDY’S POV A glint of hope flashed in my eyes as he went inside the shop. Was he getting them for me? Does he plan on visiting me today? Gosh… I should have stayed home and waited for him to surprise me. My heart swelled with excitement and I became even more certain that they were mine when he picked a bouquet of white lilies. Oh my God. They are my favorites. I've given so many hints on my social media pages that I love lilies. But I didn't expect it to have caught Listowel’s attention. My heart raced faster in my chest as I watched him pay for the flowers before returning back to his car. Was Listowel going to apologize for the humiliation he put me through? “Yes..yes.. He is,” a little voice in my head replied, causing me to giggle to myself. Tucking the loose strands that were hanging on my face behind my ears, I admired my reflection in the dashboard mirror before starting the car. A thought flashed in my mind while I continued tailing Listowel’s car.
WENDY’S POV Let go of me!” I screamed but my voice could barely be heard as the person’s hands had covered my whole mouth. “Ughhhh… fuck...” he let out a scream as my nails dug into his skin while I bit his hands hard with my teeth. His grip on me loosened instantly as he winced in pain. “Fuck you” he cursed, shocking me. It wasn’t the fact that he had cursed at me that shocked me but the fact he was the last person I expected to do this. “How dare you…” I sneered, my hands shooting up to his cheeks as I gave him a dirty slap. Glaring at him from head to toe, “Have you lost your mind? How dare you touch me with those filthy hands of yours?!” My blood boiled with rage as I stared at Kevin. LISTOWEL’S butler. What was he thinking when he touched me with those filthy hands of it? Wait, who gave him the audacity to even come near me? Not to even talk of dragging me like that? Hitting his chest without a stop, “ Answer me! Who do you think you are to stop me? Do you even kno
LISTOWEL’S POV It wasn't part of my plans to get Melissa flowers today. While on my way to work this morning, some pretty lilies caught my attention. They were so pretty yet delicate that they immediately reminded me of Melissa. I signalled for Kevin to park after which I got out and headed to the florist. A bright smile formed on my face while my eyes flickered with delight. “Lisa is going to love them,” I mumbled to myself while darting at them in admiration. The lilies looked so cute and lovely. Since I was running late to work, I decided to personally deliver them to her after work. I was so certain this was the plan I was going to go with until I remembered something. “Melissa has resigned from the M&M legal firm and is no longer working so she will definitely be at home today.” I thought to myself and signaled for Kevin to move. “Take me to Crimson Estate,” I said before bringing the flowers to my nose to inhale the sweet fragrance exuding from it. I could se
LISTOWEL’S POV “What are you doing? Do you want to kill me?” she choked out while my grip around her neck tightened. “Tell me the truth and I might spare you! What did you do to me?” I growled. She stared at me in the eyes, the pitiful look in her eyes eventually turning into that of mockery. She inhaled deeply and put on a straight face as she said, “I don't know what you are talking about. Why would I do anything to you when you were literally the one all over—” Her eyes closed in terror and her body shook beneath me as she thought I was going to hit her. “Stop lying!” I slammed my fist at the wall, a few inches away from her head. I could hear my rugged breath as I fought to control my temper. I knew deep within me that this wasn't the whole story and that Wendy was probably lying to me. So I felt scared, hurt, and angry that there was another chance of her claims being true. If it happened to be the former, what was I going to do? How was I going to explain
Listowel’s POV I felt a sharp pain course through my body as I tried to change my posture on the bed. A side of my head ached badly while my limbs felt like they were on fire. I couldn't move not to talk of sitting up. What the hell was happening to me? I forcefully opened my eyes but I regretted it as fast I did. The piercing rays from the sun hit me to a point where I had to lay down for five fvcking minutes. With the back of my hands, I slowly rubbed the sleep away from eyes when I felt about okay. When I finally was able to open my eyes, I stared at the ceiling for a couple of seconds before something dawned on me. The ceiling I was staring at looked nothing familiar to what I was used to! It looked nothing like the one in my house, Melissa’s nor grandma’s. Panicking, I darted around to check my surroundings and it looked just like a rest house. “Where the fuck am I? Didn't I go home last night?” I mumbled to myself as I sunk myself back on the bed. Suddenly,
WENDY’S POV The deadly glare Listowel cut me as I brushed my shoulder to his causing a shiver to run down my spine. The expression on his face was as if he had been touched by an abomination. I felt a bit embarrassed so I quickly looked away, swallowed hard before asking, “Does my presence make you uncomfortable?” It was as if I was talking to a tree, he was on the verge of ignoring me till he realized Grandpa was looking at us. Briefly glancing at me, he responded with a simple “No.” and looked back at the document before him. Grandpa cleared his throat, his gruff voice reverberating across the living room as he thundered, “Stop bothering him, Wendy. He's no more your fianceè.” His sudden tone startled me a bit. Was Grandpa on my side or not? “If you don’t behave, I will be the one to throw you out?” he added, his grimace on his face turning darker. Letting out a gasp, “But Grandpa—” “Shut up or leave!” he bellowed. I wasn't expecting this from him. I was kind of s
WENDY’S POV My fingers trailed smoothly at the sides of my dress as I admired my figure in the mirror. I had specifically chosen to wear this black lace gown Listowel used to adore when we were together. A slight smirk tugged at the sides of my lips as I picked up a bright red matte lipstick and painted it on my lips. Tonight, I was going in for a sensual and seductive look. I took one more look at my reflection in the mirror and I was more than confident that no man on earth could resist this body. Yes. I have a whole plan drawn out in my head and was going to execute it by hook or crook tonight. I'd been waiting for tonight for days now and I couldn't more happier happier than it was finally here. Ever since the day I saw Melissa and Listowel doing Lovey Dovey at the beach, I've not had rest. The memory of how they laughed and played along the beach like some carefree teenagers irritated my spirit. It made me sick. But all that was going to end tonight. The vibra
MELISSA’S POV Listowel’s gaze moved from the phone screen and then to me. He looked as if he was contemplating whether to answer it in my presence or not. I squinted, slowly inching closer to him. “Why? Who is it?” I curiously asked, my ears peeking up the air as I stepped closer. He didn't say anything. He only showed me the name displayed on the screen. I stretched my neck forward while squinting to have a clear look. I felt something twist in my tummy as soon I saw the name. It was Mr. Maccini. Yes, Wendy’s Grandpa. I quickly looked away, arranging the pillows on the sofa as I masked my actual feeling. “Should I?” Listowel’s voice resounded from my back. “Should you what?” I asked, feigning ignorance. “I mean should I answer?” he pressed. I let out an empty chuckle as I replied. “Why are you asking me? Who am I to decide whether you should answer people’s calls or not.” Listowel frowned. He strides to my side and pulls me by my waist. “You’re my girl
MELISSA’S POV We pulled up in front of a local grocery shop where we on the spot made a list of the food items we would need. After compiling the long list, Listowel offered to go get them from the store. I didn't challenge him neither did I tugged along because it was still unsafe for people to see us together. Planting a kiss on my forehead, “I will be right back okay?” he said and patted my hair before opening the door to step out. I could only stare at his broad back with a smile on my face as he walked into the store. A few minutes later, he returned to the car holding lots of bags in his hands. The amount of foodstuff he had bought made me wonder if we were going to cook for charity or if they were just meant for us only. Without help, he arranged them at the boot before coming to resume his seat. “Is there any occasion that I don’t about?” I teased. “Ocassion? I don't understand,” he answered, genuinely confused. “Since you bought a track full of groceries I thought yo
Today, if not the only was perhaps one of my worst days since I started working here. The fvck?! I couldn't believe the kind of insulting sight I witnessed today. My day had started on a good note and I was in a good mood this morning because of the yummy little lunch box Listowel had prepared for me this morning. I had anticipated lunch time the moment I came to work and was so glad when it was finally time. It was a yummy plate of mashed potatoes and Yorkshire pudding, mincemeat with sauce. Minutes after I finished eating, I had resumed work when Leticia barged into my office uninvited. Such a rotten manner! At least a cutesy knock wouldn't have hurt. But as the big person I am, I decided to let go and welcome her in. Her demeanor was a bit uncalled for but I looked past yet I decided to accept the smoothie even though I didn't plan on drinking it or anything. Suddenly, “Splash!…” was all I heard. The cup had fallen from her hands and the smoothie was every
LETICIA’S POV I could see Melissa through the window blinds as I reached the floor on which her office was. For a couple of minutes, I glanced at her intended demeanor as she worked on her computer. She has that feminine, soft, and gorgeous aura which I understand she has been using to charm most men she comes across. Making a low sound, I cleared my throat and blinked myself back from admiring her before I proceeded to walk to her door. I raised my hands and knocked lightly on the door. Without waiting for a response, I pushed open the door and walked in. Upon my entry, she instantly raised her eyes from the computer and stared at me with an annoyed expression. The look on her face made me feel a bit guilty. Yeah, I should have waited for her to respond instead of barging in like that but… whatever. I was pissed at the fact that not only was she stealing Mr. Giovanni from me but also using me as their errand girl. Stretching the smoothie I had in my hands towar
LETICIA’S POV I hate to say this but Miss Muggins has been glowing and looking bright these days. Even after the drama Madam Gordon had come here the other day to create, she appears vibrant regardless. Anyways, I don’t really care about what goes on in her life like that. Well except for the fact that her presence in this company steals away the little attention I used to get from Mr. Giovanni. I remember how delighted I was at the time that she absented herself from work without prior permission. I remember how very well I was excited because I thought she wasn’t going to be spared. For that, I was very much sure of. I’ve witnessed quite a number of people being sacked from the firm without second chances because they didn’t hold up to their work ethics. That’s why I was so sure she was going to be fired and told her off the day she came to request for Mr. Giovanni’s telephone number. Rolling my eyes, “I guess she’s different,” I whispered lowly to myself. Gosh… Ever si