57.While Aiden was still with Samantha, his phone rang, and he slid it out of his pants pocket. Mia’s name flashed on the screen, and he quickly answered, placing the phone on his ear.“Mia, what’s up?” he asked but what he got was crying from the other end. He raised an eyebrow. “What’s going on? Why are you crying?” he asked.Samantha looked up from her food. She watched Aiden and could see that his expression wasn’t a good one.“Hold on, baby, I’ll be right there!” he exclaimed and Samantha didn’t know why she felt hurt hearing him call Mia “baby.” She knew it could be his pet name for her since she was his cousin, but one thing she knew was that Mia didn’t see him the same way. She wanted him, and it was suddenly starting to bother her.She closed the food and took a glass of water.“I need to go to the house, Sam. Mia isn’t feeling too good.” he said to her.She stood to her feet. “I’ll come with you.” Aiden shook his head. “You need to stay here and rest. You don’t have to.”“
58.“Then I hugged Aiden back to get back at her. You needed to see her face. She wanted to kill me.” she narrated what happened at the hospital to Linda, who laughed.“You were petty.” Linda connected, still laughing.Samantha rolled her eyes. “I don’t care. I gave her a taste of her own medicine. She shouldn’t cross me next time.” she huffed.Linda chuckled and looked at Samantha. “Sam,” she called and Samantha looked up to meet her eyes. “I think you’re beginning to fall in love with Aiden.”Samantha's eyes widened, and she shook her head vehemently. “No, I'm not,” she protested, trying to sound convincing.Linda raised an eyebrow. “Don't deny it, Sam. I can see it in your eyes,” she said with a knowing smile.Samantha sighed, trying to deflect. "Even if I was, which I'm not, I’m only with him due to the arranged marriage. There are no feelings attached.“Linda nodded with an eye roll. “Uh-huh, but you can’t hide it anymore, baby girl. I can see it in your eyes, your actions, and t
59.“Agatha, can you even hear yourself speak? Darcel is your daughter as well, and you are happy she's leaving?” he asked, his expression stern.Agatha scoffed, feeling unremorseful for what was happening. “Darcel is not my daughter. She is my stepdaughter.”Russel scoffed. “That doesn't stop you from showing her love and affection.”Agatha's expression turned icy. “Love and affection? You want me to show love and affection to someone who has been a constant thorn in my side? Someone who has always tried to undermine me and take what'mine?”Russell's face fell, his eyes filled with disappointment." That's not true, Agatha. Darcel has always tried to please you, to make you proud. But you've never given her a chance."Agatha snorted. “Please. Darcel has always been selfish, spoiled brat. She's never cared about anyone but herself.”Russell shook his head. “You're wrong, Agatha. Darcelhas always put others before herself. She's been a good daughter, a good sister. But you've never seen
60.Samantha's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe he had the audacity to show up unannounced and make such a ridiculous request.“And what makes you think I'd even consider getting back together with you?” she asked, a frown settling in her face.Nathan chuckled, leaning forward to look into her eyes. Samantha stared back at him, her eyes literally blazing with rage. He smirked and leaned back in the chair. “Oh, come on, Samantha. We were great together. We can be great again.”Samantha raised an eyebrow, incredulous. “Great together? You cheated on me, Nathan. You lied to me and broke my trust. What could you possibly say to make me want to take you back?” Nathan shrugged, his expression unrepentant. “I was young and stupid, okay? I've grown up since then. I realize what I lost, and I want it back.”The audacity of this man!Samantha sighed, rubbing her temples. This was a headache she didn't need. “Nathan, I've moved on. I'm happy with my life now. I don't need you in it.”
61. “It’s okay, baby, I’m here for you.” Aiden comforted her, his voice soothing and calm. Aiden held Samantha until her tears subsided, his heart aching for the pain she had endured. He helped her to her feet, and they walked to her chair, where she collapsed, exhausted. “I'm so sorry, Sam,” Aiden said, holding her hand. “You don't deserve to be treated like this. You deserve so much better.” Samantha looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy. “I thought I was over him, Aiden. I thought I had moved on. But seeing him again… it brought everything back.” He squeezed her hand. “You are over him, Sam. You're stronger than you think. And I'm here for you, always.” Just then, Samantha's phone buzzed. She hesitated, then picked it up. It was a text from Nathan: “I'm not giving up, Sam. I'll prove my love to you.” Samantha rolled her eyes and showed the message to Aiden. He frowned, his jaw clenched. “Don't worry, Sam. I'll take care of him. He won't bother you again.” he stood to his f
62. THE SULLIVANS “You still haven’t found what I asked you to? How incompetent can you be?” Mr. Sullivan slammed the files he had hired someone to get for him on the table. With a scowl on his face, he pointed his index finger at the man. “You’d better find something meaningful with the power to bring Aiden and Samantha down. If you allow them to get more powerful than this, I swear I will finish you off!” he snarled and the man nodded before rushing out immediately. Fred looked at Mr. Sullivan, his expression grim. “Don’t you think you’re overreacting a little?” Mr. Sullivan scoffed, turning to face Fred with that same annoyance on his face. “Overreacting?” he snorted, his jaw clenched. “You think I’m overreacting? Fred, Aiden is about to become even more powerful now, and you expect me to sit back and do nothing?” Fred sighed. “I thought your main focus was pulling your company away from the grip of the Salvadors. Since when did Aiden becoming more powerful bother you so much?
63. Aiden couldn’t believe what he just heard. He didn’t even know how to react to what Samantha just said, and he wondered if this was a dream. He stared at Samantha. “Sam,” he called, and she nodded at him. “Are you sure about this? If you’re pulling my legs, I think it’s time to stop now.” Samantha smiled. “Why are you so shocked, Aiden? I’m being honest here,” she held his hand and rubbed the back of his palm, shocking him further. “I’m not joking.” Aiden was quiet for a while before speaking up. “Sam, I promised not to pressure you and decided to give you some time so you could fall in love with me naturally. That’s why when you suggested we make it private, I agreed without complaints. That’s because I don’t want to put you in a situation where you’d be coaxed into making a decision that will make you regret later, I don’t want that—” “Aiden, chill,” she chuckled. Aiden shook his head. “You don’t understand, Sam,” he sighed, massaging his forehead. “I want to know if there
64. After the lunch, Aiden held Samantha’s hand as they walked out of the house together. When they had gotten to the car, he turned to face her. “I’m curious,” he spoke up, and she looked at him. “What made you change your mind? You wanted us to get married in private before now.” “Well… let’s just say, I had a sober reflection and realized what I was missing,” she answered and he raised an eyebrow. “Also, I think a real marriage is just what I need.” Aiden nodded. “How about your feelings for me?” he moved closer to her, and she quickly looked away from him, clearing her throat. Her phone rang immediately, and she thanked her lucky stars. She checked to see that it was Linda calling. “I have to take this,” she moved away from him and placed the phone on her ears, “Hello?” she placed the phone on loudspeaker. “Sam, Mrs. DuPont is here with her son to see you.” Samantha’s eyes widened. “Mrs. DuPont is there? What for?” she asked, knowing that the contract was still in preparat
20.Lucas walked into his Aunt Mary's hospital ward, his heart shattered into a million pieces. The beeping of the machines and the antiseptic smell filled the air, but his senses were numb. He stared at his aunt's unconscious body, her frail form a stark reminder of his own vulnerability.Tears rolled down his cheeks as he recalled Janette's words: "Leave, Lucas." The finality in her voice still echoed in his mind. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of regret."Oh, Aunt Mary," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I've messed up so badly. I've lost her. I've lost Janette."He pulled up a chair and sat beside his aunt's bed, taking her limp hand in his. The warmth of her skin was a faint comfort."Why did I do it, Aunt Mary?" he asked aloud, his eyes welling up with tears. "Why did I cheat on her? Why did I lie to her?"The memories flooded his mind: Janette's laughter, her smile, her tears. He remembered the way she used to look at him, with love and adoration. Now, that same look wa
19.Lucas turned to look at Janette, his eyes filled with hurt. When she told him she had a fiancé, she thought it was all a ploy to get him to leave her alone since she was angry with him. He couldn’t believe she really had a fiancé.Janette looked at him, her expression unreadable. Well… that served him right. He needed to know his place anyway.“Jane,” he called, his voice low and unsteady. “It’s really true? Tell me he is joking.” he looked at Liam, who had a smirk on his face.“Why do you need to know if it’s true or not? Isn’t it obvious,” he walked to where Janette stood and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “She is going to be my wife soon. We are planning our wedding soon.”Lucas ignored Liam and faced Janette. “Tell me, Janette, tell me it’s not true.” he tried to touch her but she moved away from him.She intertwined her fingers with that of Liam and looked at Lucas. “It’s true, Lucas. Liam and I will soon get married.”Lucas felt like a thousand needles had just been
Marilyn chuckled darkly as she continued to pull Chloe's hair. “What does it look like I'm doing, Chloe?” She asked, the bitterness in her voice evident. “Wouldn't it be cool for Mr. Ethan to know that you were spying on him?”“Spying?” Chloe's eyes widened. “I wasn't spying on him. What are you even saying? Let go of my hair right now!” Chloe snapped at her. Marilyn smirked, pulled the hair one more time before letting go of it. Chloe swiftly turned to face Marilyn, her face holding nothing but the anger she was feeling right now. “What did you do that for?” she snapped, and Marilyn chuckled with her arms folded.“You were eavesdropping, so I had to put you in your place. Now let's hear what Mr. Ethan will have to say about it!” she snapped and didn't give Chloe the chance to talk before dragging her into Ethan's office, interrupting him and Alexis.Ethan raised an eyebrow.“Mr. Ethan, it would interest you to know that Chloe here was spying on you and your visitor.” she reported w
Chloe couldn't believe it. Her eyes scanned the variety of food displayed beautifully on the dining table. There was pasta with sauce and meatballs; he even added chopsticks which was her favorite cutlery for when she eats pasta, there was her favorite dessert and cheesecake alongside her favorite drink, strawberry smoothie.A soft music began playing in the background and Chloe felt like she was home. She could feel different emotions all at once; Love, gratitude and happiness. She couldn't believe Ethan went out of his way to do all these for her."Ethan, this is... Wow." she stuttered, her eyes shining with tears.Ethan smiled and led her to the table and pulled out a chair for her. "Sit down, my love," he said, his voice low and husky. Chloe sat down, her heart racing with excitement. Ethan took his place across from her and poured her a glass of strawberry smoothie. "I know how much you love this," he said, his eyes sparkling with love. Chloe took a sip, her eyes never leaving
She doesn't look happy, Easton. She keeps screaming and saying she wants out of here,” He replied, and I sighed, running my hands through my hair. “Can you tell me how you got the famous Nicole Brennan to become your wife?” He asked.“Let's just say we met coincidentally. She was drunk, I was in search of a bride, she proposed to me, I accepted and… here we are.” I narrated to him, and he chuckled, causing me to smile.Apart from Maven, Steve was the only person I could really open up to. He took care of me right from when I was a teenager. He has been my butler from when I was a kid, and whenever I went through a lot and asked him to find his way out of my life, so he wouldn't get hurt, he would always choose to stick with me. We've been through a lot together, and he knew my pains and how to help me manage them. He was like a father figure to me because he did things which my father refused to do for me.I'm lucky to have him.“But why did you accept her proposal? I know you to be a
The drive to his house was taking too long, and it was becoming boring staying inside the car and doing nothing. I turned to look at Easton, but he had a straight expression as he looked ahead.I sighed and tucked a strand of hair behind my ears. This wasn't how I pictured my life to be at all. I was supposed to be on my own, planning my revenge against those dimwits, but here I am, going to live in someone else's house as his wife. No one needs to tell me what can happen if this goes into the news.They'd probably say I seduced him and wanted to use his money to make a comeback.“Aren't we there yet?” I asked him.All I wanted right now was a place to rest my head and get rid of all these thoughts twirling in my head.Easton turned to look at me, his gaze softening. “What? Are you that excited to see where I live, wifey?” He asked and I became annoyed.“Stop calling me your wife, Mr. Easton.” I replied formally, but he shrugged and looked away from me.“You're my wife now, Nicole. Le
~CASSIUS POV~I knew she was going to come to her senses eventually, but I had no idea the tables would turn like this, and she would end up shocking the fucking hell out of me.I stared at her and couldn’t help wondering what changed and why she would announce that I was the one she wanted to get married to out of the blue.I could literally feel the rage emanating from Roman, and it filled me with a certain kind of joy. He had always been irresponsible, prompting the family business to come into my hands after my brother’s tragic death. I practically restructured and reorganized everything, and the company became even better than before. This made Roman hate me, and he was ready to do anything to bring me down.I have no interest in staying there for long since I had my own company, and it is one of the best in the country. I do better on my own, but I won’t watch what my brother built fall to the ground in the hands of his irresponsible son.When I see that he has man up, I will le
~SOPHIA’S POV~I gasped, my lungs burning as if they were desperate to burst free from my chest. Breath filled them like a tidal wave, threatening to drown me from the inside out. My chest heaved, straining against the weight of an invisible force pressing down on me. Panic set in, my heart racing like a runaway train.Suddenly, my eyes snapped open.A blur of colors and shapes swirled above me, slowly taking form. The first thing I noticed was his face – chiseled features, sharp jawline, and piercing gray eyes that seemed to bore into my very soul. Worry etched deep lines into his forehead, and his brows were furrowed in concern.Cassius? Was Cassius dead too? What’s going on?My mind cleared slightly, and I felt a mix of confusion and shock. I tore my gaze from him and looked around. The scent of medicine and antiseptic slid into my nostrils, bringing me to the realization that I was in a hospital. But how? What was I doing in a hospital when I should be dead? I’m sure I’m dead. Ro
My lips curved upwards immediately those words left her. I knew she was not going to refuse the offer, but I was still relieved that she met my expectations.In her eyes, I could see nothing but pain, sorrow, resentment, anger, and a thirst for revenge. The worst thing a man can ever do to a woman is to break her trust and her heart when all she had ever done was love him with all her heart and soul. Once that trust is broken, a woman can go to any length to make that man suffer for every single pain she experienced.Do not underestimate the power of an angry woman, thirsty for revenge.“I’m glad you accepted my proposal, Ms. Zander. Have a seat so we can go over the terms of the contract I have prepared for us.” I gestured to the chair in front of my desk and she sat down.“You knew I was going to come back to you, right? That was why you prepared the contract even before I said yes.” She looked at me, waiting for my answer, while I just smiled at her.Chloe Zander, she was always th