Yoori stared at Jas with her mouth wide open. "What do you mean by wanting to tell me about my real parents?" She asked, sucking a deep breath. "I mean the people who gave birth to you, not the ones who took care of you all your life." He sighed. Yoori had been telling him since they met that the people who took care of her since she was born may not be her real parents because of how they treated her, and he always asked her not to think that way. It was so heartbreaking that he was the one who had to break such bad news to her. "Listen, babe," he stroked her face, "my dad wanted to see me, right?" He is the one who told me all this. He claimed that he knew about your parents because they had been friends for a long time, and he is the one who knows who your real parents are."So where are they?" I would like to meet them. "Please, Jas," she begged."Of course we will go and look for them, honey, but you should know that we will only be looking for your mother be
"Which part of the world did she take her to?" Jas asked the nurse. The news that Yoori's mother was still alive and had been flown to City X sent a new wave of hope surging through him.Yoori, on the other side, was so happy that she couldn't control her tears. Just a moment ago she was sad, thinking she would never see her mother again, but that confession made her happy, and she was left feeling like the luckiest being on earth at that hour. According to Jas's dad, her mother had never seen her because the moment she was born, her aunt had stole her, and that's what bothered her. How will her mother recall her if she has never seen her? When she opened her eyes to see the world after she was born, she met her aunt's eyes staring down at her, and she had been referring to her as her mother since then. She knew it would be impossible for her real mother to know who she was, but she still hoped she would recognise her."They say blood is thicker than water." "I hope our blood will con
Makumbo78@gmail.com©Rachel M Nyambu 2022All rights reserved. No part of this book may be transmitted by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage, without the prior written permission of the author. Inquiries about plagiarism should be directed to the email address listed above. * * *It’s every girl's wish to be married to a possibly handsome man who is caring, loving, passionate, understanding, and respectful. This was Yoori's dream too. She found her perfect man, planned their perfect wedding, and got the perfect venue for their ceremony.Everything went as planned until vowe's time. Murmurs broke in the crowd as everyone's phones bleeped. A video of her shagging another man in a hotel room the day before their wedding went viral. The crowd gasped, and walked out of the venue one by one, leaving only her (the bride
A year laterYoori sat on a black leather chair backing the glassy walls, which displayed the entire view of the city. The sun was about to set outside, so a pinkish ray of the sun streamed in. With her nose buried in the file in her hands, she read with so much concentration, marking some important parts with a green light highlighter.After a while, she stretched her numb body and closed her drowsy eyes as she listened to the sound of her bones creaking. Oh my gosh! It had been so long since I had visited my yoga classes. " She murmured, walking towards the glass walls. She sipped on the hot black coffee in her hands and moaned at its sweet taste as she raised her head to take a glimpse of the sky.Rays of pink and orange have spread across the previously clear bluish sky, signifying the setting of the sun, marking the end of the day. She dragged her chair towards the walls, sat comfortably, swinging on it. She raised her long leg on top of the other, then rested her back on the sea
Jas sat beside the bed, his eyes following the heaving of Yoori's chest. His pleasure doll had passed out before he was done with her. Shaking his head, he grabbed the cuilts and covered her bare body. Half an hour had passed since she lost consciousness. He tried to wake her up, but when he failed, he carried her home. Thank goodness they knew the inside and outside of each other's houses. It wasn't hard for him to fish out her house keys from their hiding place."I'll be gentle next time, I promise." He whimmed against her left ear. He had been making the promise to her every single day, but there wasn't a day he fulfilled it. There was no way he could control himself with her. The way she always managed to take him in was something that made him lose his mind and forget his promise."Mmh!" Yoori moaned, shifting on the other side. Jas contemplated whether he should proceed and bathe her or let her sleep like that. Yoori was a hygiene freak. She always made sure she took a warm show
"Noo!" Yoori screamed, jumping off her bed. The warm quilt covering her body slipped and a cold breeze hit her. Massaging her temples gently, she walked towards the mini-refrigerator at the left corner of her room and took a half-litre of water bottle. She gulped down its contents in a go and slumped on the cold tiled floor.It had been a year since that bad dream haunted her again. All throughout her day, she only had one wish. To forget that incident as soon as possible. She woke up from the floor to avoid sinking into it. She walked to the bathroom for a cold shower. Cold showers have been like medicine to her.She remained rooted in place as the cold water poured down on her. The burning effect on her heart started to fade away as warm tears streamed down her flushed chubby cheeks. "Paley!" She whisphred and covered her mouth almost immediately.Why would she think of him yet again when she had promised herself to get over him? "Perhaps you still love him." Her sub-conscious mind
After Yoori's private plane landed at the City X International Airport, she donned her black facemask, dove from the plane, and exited. She pulled her collars up and tightened her black scarf around her neck. With her hands shoved deep in her trouser pockets, she turned her face away from the biting winds and strode towards the black SUV that awaited her."Miss Yoori, do we go to the hotel first or meet with Sir D'wain?" Her assistant asked from behind. Sir D'wain was the tycoon they had entered into a business deal with."We have two hours before meeting him." "We should go to the hotel, refresh ourselves, and then meet him later on after lunch." She replied as the car drove away.Two hours later, Yoori and her assistant, Kelvin, sat patiently on the top floor of D'Wain Designs Enterprises, waiting for him. Half an hour later, he walked in, two well-dressed men trailing behind him. One on the left carried a black briefcase, while the one on the right came empty-handed. Judging from h
Jas strode toward his car, mumbling inaudible words. His face was flushed due to anger, and his assistants, who were following him behind, backed off when they saw veins standing out upon his face. People looked at him as he matched forward, his fists bailed into fists. He wanted to spill blood. Only his inner self knew how much he wanted to grab Yoori's date and punch him on the face till he passed out."How dare you, Yoori?" He asked, pummeled his car window, and broke it into pieces. "How dare you?" He asked again. He had tried to restrain himself many times from getting jealous, but he couldn't.His mind churned whenever he thought he would lose her. What he never understood was why he would be afraid to lose something that wasn't his.His blood boiled when he spotted her talking to a man. He wanted to be selfish. He only wanted her to talk to him, but that was not possible. He was always filled with fury whenever he caught her with other men.He had lost count of the number of me
"Which part of the world did she take her to?" Jas asked the nurse. The news that Yoori's mother was still alive and had been flown to City X sent a new wave of hope surging through him.Yoori, on the other side, was so happy that she couldn't control her tears. Just a moment ago she was sad, thinking she would never see her mother again, but that confession made her happy, and she was left feeling like the luckiest being on earth at that hour. According to Jas's dad, her mother had never seen her because the moment she was born, her aunt had stole her, and that's what bothered her. How will her mother recall her if she has never seen her? When she opened her eyes to see the world after she was born, she met her aunt's eyes staring down at her, and she had been referring to her as her mother since then. She knew it would be impossible for her real mother to know who she was, but she still hoped she would recognise her."They say blood is thicker than water." "I hope our blood will con
Yoori stared at Jas with her mouth wide open. "What do you mean by wanting to tell me about my real parents?" She asked, sucking a deep breath. "I mean the people who gave birth to you, not the ones who took care of you all your life." He sighed. Yoori had been telling him since they met that the people who took care of her since she was born may not be her real parents because of how they treated her, and he always asked her not to think that way. It was so heartbreaking that he was the one who had to break such bad news to her. "Listen, babe," he stroked her face, "my dad wanted to see me, right?" He is the one who told me all this. He claimed that he knew about your parents because they had been friends for a long time, and he is the one who knows who your real parents are."So where are they?" I would like to meet them. "Please, Jas," she begged."Of course we will go and look for them, honey, but you should know that we will only be looking for your mother be
"Gosh!" Yoori yelled the moment she tried to sit on the bed. She was so tired, and her whole body burned. Yawning, she rubbed her eyes and looked at that particular place beside her; it was empty. She ran her hands over the sheets, hoping for the warmth to rub over her palms, but the place was cold. It seemed like he had woken up a bit early.The phone rang, bringing her to her senses. A thousand missed calls were displayed on her screensaver. What astonished her more was that the calls weren't from the same person but from different people. Most of them were the many business friends she had met in the few years she has been living in Bradley City.Her eyes also caught a particular group name, which made her heart skip a bit. "The worldwide gossip group." She gasped, jumped from the bed, and opened her computer. "God, has Kelvin lied again?" She couldn't believe it. Fear gripping her heart, she screamed the first name that came to her mouth, and a handsome figure, tying an apron over
The moment Jas's plane landed at Bradley International Airport, his blue eyes darted at the far corner to look for someone. And just like he had expected, the figure was there eagerly waiting for him, with both her hands clutched around her tummy. She was nervous. She does that whenever she is afraid of something or has no idea how to face a situation.Before his plane flew away, he sent her a message about coming back. She was surprised because the other day he had told her he'd be coming back after a month. And of course, he told her how his dad chased him out of the mansion just to go back to her. A voice whispered against his left ear, tickling him, and he cursed, "What the heck, Winter?" He had insisted on flying back with him, which he didn't refuse."Our girl is over there, waiting for us." He ran away. Jas snubbed him and pretended like he hadn't heard anything. Winter was busy trying to get on his nerves, and he wasn't going to give him that chance. After taking his luggage,
"I don't like what you're doing, my little delicate pumpkin." An old man, with his handsome face twisted into a mocking smile, said. The handsome figure sitting on the bed turned around to look at him and frowned. "Dad!" He cried, walking away. He has been addressed by that name since he was a toddler, and now that he is twenty-four, he doesn't see any need for that name. He was a grown man, but no matter how hard he tried to make his father understand, he just snubbed him. "Is my little delicate pumpkin sad?" "He liked that name so much when he was young that he even got angry when I called him by a different name." The man laughed, following his son behind. "That was long ago." I don't want to hear that name again. He frowned even more, trying to outrun his dad, who was a few steps away from him. "I'll stop calling you by that name when you tell me why you're torturing that Yoori girl." "Isn't she your girlfriend?" "Why are you making her worried?" He was asked. That handsome old
After sending a goodnight message to her boyfriend, Jas, Yoori arranged her files and prepared to leave for home. When he was done making arrangements, cleaning her office, and locking all the doors in the company, she proceeded downstairs towards the garage. Usually, it's the security guard who does all that. She had made it clear to him that he should clean her office and lock all the doors once every worker had left for home, but that day it was a duty since she had received a message that the security guard was involved in an accident while going to the office and was hospitalized.On that thought, she grabbed her phone and called Tia, the security guard's wife, and asked about his condition. She sighed in relief when she was told that he had started responding to medications. Earlier, when the guard was wheeled to the emergency room, the doctor and nurses were worried since he was not responding to medications. In fact, they thought that he was about to lose his soul to the demon
He was sad, angry, and tired. He couldn't understand why the Kelvin guy would want to manipulate the press. Didn't he get the hint given by Yoori in her speech? Why would he still want to make himself known as Yoori's boyfriend? "Bro, are you okay?" A voice jerked Jas. He turned off the television and sighed heavily. "Winter, do you know how many times I have warned Yoori about her assistant? Before that video had gone viral, I had forbidden her from leaving the house. In fact, she was to choose between working with that asshole or losing the deal she was about to negotiate. Because she knows how much her tears affect me, she spent a lot of time with lots of crocodile tears schooling me on how important it was for her to attend the so-called meeting she had, and on that notice, she said it was important if her assistant joined her. In which I agreed, but under one condition: she was to send that fella packing once they were done. But no, do you know what she did?" Jas turned toward h
"Jas, where are you going?" With a shaky voice, she asked."Jas, are you leaving me?" She couldn't believe that Jas had packed all his luggage's and was leaving the mansion. She had done everything she could to earn his forgiveness, but she failed. Looking at him, she slumped on the floor, buried her head in her palms, and cried.Why is it that everyone she treasures and adores so much always turns their backs on her? At that time, as Jas ignored her, carried his suitcases, and exited their room, she was shocked. Never had she thought that one day she would sit down and watch Jas leave her. Something inside her made her believe it was her fault.He warned her multiple times against her cunning personal assistant, but she turned stubborn and now her stubbornness had made her lose the most precious thing in her life. She followed Jas behind as he dragged his suitcases down the stairs; when he reached the door, he handed them over to his driver, closed the door behind him, and left her i
Yoori groaned in pain as she tried hard to wake up. She massaged her temples, checked her surroundings, and frowned. The room she was sleeping in, though it was as big as the one she shares with Jas, was a bit different. Instead of the black walls with white stripes she sees every day when she wakes up, the ones she saw that day were light blue. The room had no warmth, which she received every day at home."Jas, you changed the room overnight?" She asked, sitting down, but no one answered her. "Jas, are you in the bathroom?" She asked when she heard the splashing sounds of water. With her eyes still closed, she staggered towards the bathroom. "Honey, my head is aching." "What happened last night?" She asked. She bumped into something hard and cold. Shooting her eyes open, she gasped as she looked at the man standing in front of her.She rubbed her eyes until they hurt, but the man didn't change. It seemed like she was not dreaming. The man with a smile on his face pulled her back to