81. THE CALLYMORES Samantha walked into the house to see Aiden standing there with his arms folded. Mia was seated on the couch behind him and stood up immediately she saw Samantha walking in. “Aiden,” she called, stopping in her tracks. Aiden walked to where she stood and stared at her, his expression unreadable. “Sam,” he called softly. He didn’t even know what to say at this moment. He had seen everything live on television, and he couldn’t explain how proud of her he was right now. He had no idea she was going to the party to turn everything upside down and flip the table on the faces of everyone and for what… all because of him. Samantha blinked at him when he didn’t say a word to her and began to wonder if he was angry at her. Suddenly, he pulled her by the waist and his lips came crashing down on hers. Samantha’s eyes widened alongside Mia, who covered her face immediately. Aiden pulled away from the kiss and smiled at her flushed face. “You were amazing tonight,” he said
82. Samantha shrugged, looking so innocent and clueless that it made Yasmeen want to slap her across the face. “I have no idea why you’re here. You just barged into I and my husband’s room without a proper good morning, looking all angry and saying I ruined everything. You haven’t exactly told me what I ruined.” Yasmeen couldn’t believe Samantha’s guts now. This was the same girl who couldn’t look her in the eyes a few years ago. She wondered what happened to the calm Samantha, who would allow anybody to step on her however they liked and not say a word. With a glare, she pointed her index finger at Samantha. “I don’t know what you were planning before you married my son, but I will not have you come into this family and ruin our reputation.” Samantha arched her brows. “Really? You mean trying to get justice for your daughter is ruining your reputation?” Aiden’s eyes widened, suddenly realizing what all the fuss was about. He massaged his forehead and sighed heavily. He should hav
83. “And the award for the most talented and powerful female CEO goes to Samantha Salvador!” Lia, the host announced and everywhere shook with applause. Samantha stood up, her eyes scanning the crowded room as she made her way to the stage. Aiden, who was sitting beside her, smiled and kissed her cheek before letting her go. She walked gracefully, her heels clicking on the floor, and her dress shimmering under the bright lights. As she reached the stage, Lia handed her the award, and Samantha's eyes shone with tears. She took a deep breath, her voice steady as she began her speech. “I stand here today, not just as a CEO, but as a woman who has seen the darkest depths of life. I stand here today, not just as a winner, but as a survivor. And I stand here today, not just for myself, but for every woman who has been silenced, oppressed, and marginalized,” The room erupted in applause again, and Samantha's eyes met Aiden's. He was beaming with pride. “This award isn't just mine; it's
84. “You didn’t tell me you’d be visiting. I would have asked the maids to prepare something beautiful for you to eat.” Yasmeen smiled as she led Estella to the couch to take a seat. Estella smiled. “I’m okay, Auntie. It was urgent and I needed to see you immediately,” she turned to Reginald. “Good evening, sir.” Reginald forced a smile. “It’s great to see you, Estella. Hope you’re doing great.” he asked and Estella could sense the edge in his tone. She nodded, trying her best to give him a sweet smile. “I believe you’re doing okay, too.” “Yes,” he sighed and stood up. “I’ll leave you two to talk.” he looked at Yasmeen and sighed before leaving the living room. He knew what they were going to talk about, and he didn’t want to be involved. After he left, Yasmeen took a seat beside Estella and Estella turned to face her. “I don’t think Uncle is happy I’m here.” she lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers. Yasmeen waved it off. “Ignore him,” she said and Estella nodded. “You
85.Darcel blinked again. She didn’t know whether she should be happy seeing him or not. “Shawn, what are you doing here in Los Angeles? Don’t tell me you fle the way here by yourself with no escorts or security—”Shawn chuckled. “Can you let me in first?” he requested.With a sigh, she shifted for him to walk in. Shawn held his luggage and walked into her apartment, his eyes scanning the living room. A satisfied smile graced his face. His sister had always been a neat freak, and it wasn’t surprising to find everything in their right places. “Cool place you got here.” Darcel wrapped her hand around herself, smiling a bit. “Thanks. It’s not as lavish as I’d wanted, but it’s cool. I’ve learned to appreciate little things.” she gestured for him to sit on the couch, and he did.Shawn looked at her, amused. “Lavish isn’t always peaceful. This apartment is actually astonishing.”She smiled and stood up, walking to the refrigerator. She grabbed a can of juice and threw it. Shawn caught it
86.Samantha’s eyes fluttered open and she raised an eyebrow. Her hands subconsciously went to the side of the bed where Aiden usually laid, but he wasn’t there. She sat up, rubbing her eyes while trying to look around the room for him.She wondered what was going on. She usually woke up to Aiden’s hand around her waist, her body pressed to his or his hand rested on his chin staring at her like she was some treasure he was seeing for the first time.She got down from the bed and slipped into her flip-flops. She took her robe and opened the door as she headed down the stairs.When she got to the living room, a delicious scent wafted past her nostrils, tingling her taste buds with delight. She moaned, averting her steps as she made her way to the kitchen.When she got there, she was shocked to find Aiden and Mia cooking. She smiled and stood by the door watching them. She was beginning to enjoy how they worked in unison, only for them to start arguing a minute later.“No, she loves her
87.THE SALVADORSSamantha walked into the company, her shoulders straightened, and her face filled with smiles. She was in a good mood, no doubt. She always had been since her wedding and the employees noticed how she even became more beautiful.Her heels kissed the floor as she walked right past them with their heads bowed. When she had disappeared into the elevator, the employees took their seats and began whispering and murmuring amounts themselves - all which were filled with praises and admiration for Samantha. And of course, some wouldn’t keep their mouth shut and blurted about how jealous and envious of her life they were..Samantha walked into Mr. James office first to hear about the latest development in the company. Ever since she kept him in charge, things have been going well. She had been able to rest and be assured that the company was in good and capable hands, and she wasn’t wrong.Mr. James fed her all the information she needed to hear, and she patted his shoulder
88.“Your girlfriend? Roland, you have a girlfriend?” she asked, her throat suddenly feeling dry.“Hi,” Rosette spoke up, smiling as she stretched out her hand for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Roland here has told me a whole lot about you.”Linda snickered. “Oh he did,” she spoke up, hiding the disdain and hurt in her voice m, refusing to take Rosette’s hand. “I’m certain he must have told you who I am to him, right?” she asked.Rosette withdrew her hand, feeling embarrassed. “You’re his friend from college.”“No, I am his—”“You don’t need to mind her, Rosette. She was one of the girls I used to while away time back at college. She was good fuck,” he smirked and Linda could feel her heart throb in her chest. “Other than her pussy, I don’t think there was anything else I loved about her. I dumped her but she doesn’t want to let go of me.” Rosette giggled, covering her mouth with her hands while Linda stood, frozen on the spot with her heart broken into pieces. She felt
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