Bella “Wakey, Wakey!” I heard someone yell right into my ears. It was a dream! Every night and day, it haunted me. The events of a month ago. It always ended when my father disowned me and threw me out of his house like I was a bag of garbage. I don't even know how I survived. I had woken up in the hospital and was told that a stranger had paid my bills. He was kind enough to leave a few bucks for me too. Since I was thrown out with absolutely nothing, it did go a long way in keeping me alive even though I had no will to live. I had woken up with my eyes as wide as a frying pans. “You dreamt about it, again?” Bernice asked me. She was my colleague at the office, now my best friend. “You told me you would be ready by now. What the hell are you doing still snoring your life away?” She asked me without trying to conceal the mild anger she was feeling. “A. I don't snore and B. I thought I was going to be ready too,” I managed a smile. The constant nightmares were exhausting and I h
The club was plunged into complete disarray and I regained composure almost immediately. The effect of the alcohol seemed to have disappeared too.Waiters had run into the VIP area and people took out their phones to take pictures and videos. The weirdest thing was, he still didn't turn around.“Why isn't he getting up to yell at me? He should fight me, slap me or something.” My heart could have exploded judging from the way it pounded against my chest.I had just fucking thrown up on the person who had helped me. Like hell, the vomit was right on his head.A lot of people, including Bernice, were rushing towards him to clean him up and I just stood there with my mouth open.My legs seemed to be stuck to the floor beneath me because I couldn't move. I just let the cameras flash in front of me in shame. My cheeks were red hot.I saw him signal at some people to tell me and Bernice to leave. I watched her run towards me to drag me out of the club.I still couldn't say anything and neithe
Bella “Please don't tell me you have absolutely zero ideas on whose head you dumped your already swallowed food.” Bernice took her seat on my desk and I dropped my bag beside her as my arm was already aching from holding it for so long. “Uhm…a man?” She pressed her lips together and stared at me in utter disgust. “I'm hoping you're going to tell me and free me from the suspense.” “Not just any man, girl! A billionaire!” “The fuck!” “Hell yeah.” My eyes widened as I wondered why she was a little too excited about what should be a crying situation. “Then what in the world are you so excited about? We're cooked! I threw up on a billionaire?!” The air was suffocating and my breath was slowing down. “Relax.” Relax?! There was no way she was telling me to relax. I gave her a questioning look and she opened her mouth to continue. “Well, last night, he ordered that the videos be taken off the internet and declared false. Anyone who posts or publishes anything regarding it would do
Bella“I—I’m sorry. I…I didn't see you there. I mean, I didn't expect to see you here.” I stammered. I bent down to do something like I could lick the yogurt right off his feet. He didn't try to stop me. “Is this a habit for you? Spilling disgusting things on people wherever you go?” He asked me with his hands still in his pocket, looking down at me where I bent my head on the floor. “You know about what happened last night?” I asked nervously, playing with my nails. “How the hell won't I know? I was your victim!” He shouted. I placed my hands over my mouth as it flung open, shocked to my bones. “I'm truly sorry.” I rose up to my feet, and looked into his eyes. “Please forgive me, Xander.” “It's Sir to you, Bella!” He said outrightly. His coldness made me shudder and I had never seen him in such a state. Well, I had only met him twice. I opened my mouth as if to say something but closed it again. “I'm sorry…Sir,” I finally said after a few minutes. “I'll get you a new one,” I
Bella I sat in my office and glared at the squeezed piece of paper on the table. A tear fell and dropped on my belly and I quickly rubbed it gently. The turn of events was overwhelming for me. I reminisced on how fast and how slow the week had been. I was having a peaceful life until he returned to my life. Technically, he wasn't the cause of my current misfortune. I made him do it. “It’s good news! You're pregnant,” the doctor had told me the previous evening. I opened my eyes in horror and my pupils dilated as the only doctor in the entire street handed me a piece of paper. “That's impossible!” I thought to myself, my mouth opening slightly. “Is something wrong?” She had asked me when she saw the unsure look on my face. “How the fuck was I pregnant?” If I hadn't known better, I would have said she was bluffing. She has been Bernice's doctor since birth and I've been having pretty funny symptoms lately too. I shook my head, trying to fake a smile. I thanked her and walked aw
Bella “We're traveling back to Miami tomorrow night,” he told me when he gave me a phone call later that night. “To—morrow?!” I said in a loud voice which I quickly tamed because I couldn't afford to lose what he was offering. “Why? And isn't that a little too early?” “Do you want your revenge or not? That's why you agreed to this, right? Xander Rivera never goes back on his promises.” I was quiet for a while, listening to him breathe. Even his slow breaths were fucking sexy! He was right. We had to go back to get revenge on the people who did me wrong but wasn't it a little too sudden and how come he hasn't started doing things to me? No clue on why he wanted a contract marriage so far. “I'll have some people come and bring you to the penthouse where you'll spend the day with me before we leave in the private jet I have prepared.” “Ditch all your clothes, especially that powder blue shirt, it looks so shabby and no wife of mine can be seen in that. I have everything you'll nee
BellaBernice always said I was lucky but I don't see it, at all. I shut my eyes in fear without turning back to look at the speaker’s face.I should have known that he'll have people around watching my every move since he had serial killer tendencies.“How the hell did he get here so fast?”I thought he was out of the house. Was it all just a dream? I pinched myself. Nope! It wasn't. He was there and his green eyes pierced through my soul as I turned around slowly to face him.“I'm not interested in the contract anymore. I'm leaving,” I mustered all the courage I had in me and fought the tears that were burning my eyes.“Oh, but you can't leave, Bella.” The smile on his face creeped me out. “I've had it up to here with the fact that you didn't read the fucking contract. I'll have to explain the terms to you every single time. It was just five pages!” His smile had disappeared.“What has this got to do with the contract? I'm terminating it anyway. It doesn't matter anymore,” I opened
BellaThe flight to Miami was the quickest but longest flight of my life as I was on my toes the whole time.My stomach was unsettling and I wondered if it was the baby or my anxiety but I went in to use the restroom over six times during a one hour flight.“Are you alright?” He asked me after my sixth trip to the restroom.His sudden show of concern caught me by surprise but made me a little less nervous. My lips slowly moved into a small smile.“Yeah, I'm alright.”“Good.”“One more thing,” he continued. “Nobody must know that you're my wife until I say so. You're just one Mrs. Bella Rivera, the founder of Versa Link group of companies.”“Do you understand?”I nodded in agreement.As he turned away, my mind drifted back to last night's encounter with the strange old woman in my bedroom.She was on a wheelchair, hiding in my walk-in closet and she rolled out as she spoke.“Who are you?” I had asked her, awestruck. “How did you get in here?”“Don't be afraid, dear. I won't hurt you. I'