*Radella* The morning sun was shining, illuminating the entire city. I was ready to be taken by the driver to the hotel. See the hustle and bustle of the city with vehicles passing by and also the sidewalks filled with pedestrians. I want to walk hand in hand with him. Like a couple who had the most beautiful moments we've ever had. But when, when can it happen? Oh God, why do naughty thoughts always cross my mind? If he and I are found out then he will end up being hunted by the news, then what will happen to his family? I couldn't imagine if his career was destroyed and even his family who didn't know about us would be dragged into annihilation. Oh no, no, please don't. I have to be more careful. After half an hour passed without realizing it, I arrived in front of the hotel. An officer on guard at the front opened the car door and greeted me, "Good morning Madam." "Morning, Aiden," I entered with a relaxed mood. The steps feel light and I miss it. My eyes glanced towards the re
*Radella* I put a cardlock in front of the door and when the sensor turned on I pushed the doorknob, went in, and closed it. Before I could turn around, Keaton grabbed my stomach, pulling me into his arms. "I missed you, you took so long," he protested between small kisses of his lips on my neck and shoulder. My body writhed and was weak in his control. He turned my body quickly and grabbed my lips roughly and hastily. He was like a hungry lion. His hands forced open my shirt, and skirt and carried me then threw my body on the bed.The sensation of his touch made me lose control. Strong arms supported my weak body under his control. I tried to take the lead, rolling over his body and getting on top of him. I want him to look at me, adore me, only me in his mind. "Ohh darling—" his voice wailed in despair. His handsome face is covered in sexy sweat, especially his neck which makes me want to put a red mark there. "You like Chef, am I right?" I said, giggling at the red mark I creat
*Radella" I didn't expect that my wish would be immediately granted by him. He asked me to leave the hotel wearing normal clothes. Head covering with a thick coat does not reflect me. I waited for him behind the kitchen at 7 p.m. The dinner menu is complete and ready to be served. Keaton took me away in his car without anyone knowing I had come home. I just told Naomi that I would be working overtime and told her to go home first. My cell phone was accidentally left in my room. "Where are you going to take me, Chef?" "You want fresh air, don't you? I want to see the stars with you," he said while winking at me. Either I'm being childish or he's making fun of me. It was quite a cold night, he took me to an open garden on the hill. I can see the beauty of London at night. It's absolutely beautiful, I've never been here before. “It's a beautiful place,” I said. We sat on cloth mats that Keaton had brought for us to lie on on the green grass. "You've never been here?" "That's it, w
*Radella" Keaton's request was quite difficult to fulfill but after much thought, this is what is called a scandal. If you jump into it, there are always consequences that must be borne. I also have nothing to do after returning home. All I do is sleep or watch movies. I just realized that my loneliness all these years was meaningless. Sometimes I have to take part in annual charity activities carried out by my husband's extended family. Or other family activities. All of that is just a form of formality.One of the reasons that makes me able to go to the hotel every day and stay at the hotel is additional work. Monitor or manage changes within the hotel. But what? I tried looking for references and developments in world hospitality via the internet. I want a breakthrough from adding facilities. Unique and aesthetic building model. Finally, I know what I want. The next morning, I held a closed meeting with important officials at the hotel, from the accounting manager who manages t
*Louis* "Did you say, break up? You want our relationship to end after we have struggled for so long to be together. What am I lacking, Louis, say what?!" Sarah was angry when I broke up with us. I no longer lust after her. When I see her, I always imagine my wife's face. I just want to fuck my wife and nobody else. But I can't go home yet, I have a lot of things to take care of. Meanwhile, Sarah always comes wherever I go even though she has work in another country and when she's finished she visits me. "You're not lacking in the slightest, I'm just bored," I said and she let out a big, hysterical laugh. "Bored you say, I should be the one bored because of the rude way you treat me." "But you like it and I never force you, do I!" I said firmly. My style of love is rough and no one felt comfortable being my lover, in the past. When I met Sarah, she was the best and able to fulfill all my wishes. "Yes, I like it because I love you and you say you love me. So, now where is your lo
*Radella*Louis' bodyguards had started to act out of bounds. For reasons of my safety, he brought the police with him to look for me. I can no longer leave secretly if it's like that. Not only at the office, but at home I am also always monitored. All the guards went around the house to the bottom of my balcony window. Do they think my lover will— Oh my God, my cell phone, don't let him find the contents of the messages between Keaton and me. "Naomi, please call Keaton to my room, I have business with him," I said on the phone to her. "Okay, Madam right away."I have to come up with a new strategy so that he is safe. I don't want him to be the target of Louis' anger. I never knew about him because I never interacted with him like yesterday. Seeing him angry when I was on the news and liked by many people, gave me goosebumps. Especially if he finds out that I have made love with a chef who doesn't have a higher social status than him. I can't imagine that. Keaton came into my room
*Louis* "Where is she, why isn't she answered!" I have tried patiently to call her many times, more than 10 times. I've never been like this to anyone else. Why is she ignoring my calls?! All the files and whatever was on the table fell to the floor, crashed and some broke. The arrival of two of my friends made them stop and walking towards me. Silenced in front of the door seeing my anger, which I don't know what it was like "Loui, what the hell?" Eddy asked calmly, walking over to me who was panting in annoyance. "Come on, let's go out!" I said. Stand up and walk first out of the room. I can't continue working. My mind was in chaos, my emotions were overflowing uncontrollably. I want to see her face, just want to see nothing more. I thought I would ask about what construction she was making of my hotel. I want to establish communication with her. Little by little I want to improve our relationship. Maybe when I come later, we won't be as awkward as yesterday. Maybe I miss her,
*Radella* I feel like my body is not healthy. Maybe I have a fever and my stomach also feels nauseous. My head is dizzy. Keaton kept calling me many times but I didn't pick up. Maybe he waited for me in the room for a long time until he dared to come to my room. "What's wrong with you?" he asked as he came in and walked up to me. I didn't have the courage to chase him away. He seemed worried watching me. "You're sick, your face is pale," he said. I nodded, "I don't feel well, maybe because this project lasts until evening and I'm exposed to the night wind every day," I answered while massaging the back of my neck, which felt uncomfortable.He was still standing at the table, watching me. "Maybe you shouldn't come to the hotel now and rest at home. Pick up my phone one more time, baby," he complained. He walked over to me, took my hand, kissed me, and knelt in front of me. "Sorry, maybe you're tired because we keep doing that. You should refuse if you can't," he said.So far, I've
*RADELLA* In the morning. "You cheap woman!" I woke up and sat up straight away when Keaty shouted at me like that in my dream. I turned my head and saw Louis still sleeping by my side. Rubbing my face I got out of bed. Wearing a silk kimono. Take a glass of drinking water and sip it slowly. Open the balcony door and close it again. The sky was still dark and looked beautiful because of the stars shining on it. My life, which used to feel dark, is now bright because of Louis' love. But it wasn't easy, I had to go through a lot. Love that shouldn't be. A relationship that was initially forced becomes something that is addictive and difficult to forget but must be left behind. And finally what? I'm to blame, me. I was the one who tried to save my child but I was the one who was hated. I tried to protect my child but I was also hated. I am the one who cannot escape the situation. I am also the one who is hated, insulted, and humiliated without thinking, what if they were me? I'
RADELLA When we got home, the guard at the gate told us that two men had come to visit our house while we were still in China. They even asked on the phone back if we were home. I looked at the CCTV footage and recognized that it was Keaton's brothers. “Let me make the call,” I said. Before I looked for them, it turned out they were looking for us first, what a coincidence. I can no longer maintain my ego to continue seeking help from other people. Keaty also wants to get to know them and it's time for them to meet for the first time. "Hello, good afternoon, I'm Radella, Chef," "Good afternoon, Madam Radella. I, Kyle. Thank you for contacting me. I would like to ask permission to deliver Keaton's last letter to Keatra. If you don't allow us to meet Keatra, then we just want to leave the letter and please, this time receive Keaton's last message in that letter." "Yes, come with Chef Dimitri, Keatra wants to get to know you," "She already knows. We'll be there in about two h
*RADELLA*I looked at Louis who was also surprised to see her climbing the stairs quickly without paying attention to us. She never like this. My feet stepped back up the stairs after her. I can't guess what happened. Does she already know who she is and is angry with me for not telling her the truth or something else because she was taken by force?I have to think positively. She came into the room and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at me who was slowly approaching her. "What's wrong, honey? You're angry with us," I said, and her gaze sharpened. I sat next to her and her head turned to look at me. "Can I ask, Mom?" I gulped saliva; suddenly, my heart started beating fast. I'm afraid what he's asking is very difficult for me to reveal. "Yes, darling, say everything you want to ask." "Who am I? Whose child am I?" Finally, the words came out of her tiny lips. I can't say this truth. Oh my God! I was shaken, my brain couldn't think, let alone explain everything. Her eyes pierce
*RADELLA* It's been 8 days, I've been waiting with uncertainty. How many times have I begged Louis to let me talk to Keaty on the phone to relieve my longing? but he always said that the telecommunications signal was disrupted and difficult to contact. What mother wouldn't be worried if she heard that her daughter was in the middle of a war that could result in lives being lost? Even though she was in a refugee barracks which was heavily guarded by fully armed soldiers. Misfortune can happen if the enemy is too bold to act worse than they think. "Today, she will go home, but she will arrive tomorrow afternoon. Are you still worried?" Louis cupped my face with both hands. His eyes searched straight into mine. Eye bags that look sunken and black indicate I'm not getting enough rest. I couldn't sleep well; every hour, I woke up and fell asleep again 15 minutes later. It always repeats itself every day and sometimes I don't want to sleep anymore. I feel like I'm not okay. I was wor
RADELLA "Louis!" I rushed into the room. Luckily, it was quiet; there were no people. He was surprised to see me, then stood up and approached me, who was having difficulty speaking. "Why honey, what happened?" I was confused, looking at him, who was also worried about watching me and holding my arms, so I stopped moving and focused on standing in front of him. "Keaty, I... I just met Keaton's older brother. He told Keaton about an inherited disease from his grandmother, and, I, I—" "Calm down honey," He grabbed me and took me to the sofa. "How can I calm down, Louis? I want to check on her. I want to see her now. I want her to come home quickly. Please, tell your bodyguards to take her home tomorrow." "It will tire her out, Ella, the journey there is quite tiring. The air time is long. I will send our plane when they get home. Everything will be fine. We have to be sure that she is healthy, okay." I hugged him, crying in his arms, "I can't imagine that happening to her. L
*RADELLA*Today my schedule is a visit to a foundation that accommodates children with cancer. Donations in the form of food, fruit, vegetables, and medical equipment, as well as the medicines they need. I and several people who are administrators of charity activities mingled with them.Small children aged 5 to 8 years have also been diagnosed with cancer. I try to get them to recover. Their future is still long and their body's strength can still develop, supported by healthy food and proper and appropriate medication management. To liven up the atmosphere so it wasn't stiff, we sang together and after that had lunch together. "Lunch is ready?" "Yes, Madam," answered my assistant who is always by my side when there are outside activities like this. Her job was just to coordinate what I needed. "Radella, come here, let's take a photo—" Mrs. Georgia, the wife of a minister called me and asked me to selfie together. These administrators are not just ordinary women. The wives of off
*Louis*Arranged marriage in my family is inevitable. Gree has been the strongest candidate in my family from the start. My mother liked him and hoped for him to get a wife with a girl of noble birth who was equal to us. For the sake of preserving good and pure noble descendants. Luckily Gree purely has my blood because I would be considered a fraud if it turned out that Gree wasn't my real son. "Keaty doesn't need to take military education, right? I don't think she's strong," said Ella. I understand that too and I won't force it. The one I have to force is Louisa. That girl must get the best education. She is very capable of tarnishing my good name. "No honey, don't worry. Do you want to take a shower with me?" I answered. Seeing her so confused face, I knew what she was thinking. After being busy arranging Gree's matchmaking, she was busy again thinking about how Chef's son didn't meet her daughter. What if she knew that the man was also in Africa, as a commander on a secret mis
Radella "Mom, Louis, and I have agreed to give our sons the freedom to choose wives according to their wishes. Based on our experience, arranged marriages are difficult and it's a pity for the women who are arranged marriages if they don't love them," I reasoned. My Mother-in-law's face was still firm and did not soften. "You feel all that, Ella, and love needs a process. You two can be happy now, right? Greeshawn has strong charisma; in the future, he will be Louis' successor. If you want to give that freedom, please just go to Marshawn." Gosh, why did she choose it? We have the right to provide the best for our children. My sister-in-law smiled and held my hand. "Gree has to get the best girl. Mommy probably already has a candidate," She said and my mother-in-law immediately answered, "Yes, a Princess from Spain, Tatiana Esperanza. She is still 18 years old and I want to introduce them later after the girl is declared unfit for Gree." Gosh, what can I say to Crystal, poor her?
Radella There was a fear that gnawed at my soul. Guilt for selfishness that persists until now. This was a terrible blow that hit the deepest recesses of my soul. What did he do wrong to me, nothing, no. I was in the wrong but he was the one who received the scars of all this until the end of his life. Goodbye, Keaton, rest and peace in there, I'm sorry. *** "You ready?" I took Keaty to the airport, Louis didn't have time because there was an internal company meeting that couldn't be postponed. The 10 best bodyguards are ready in front of the house and will come with her. Keaty sighed when she saw the burly men lined up neatly in front of her. They each introduced themselves. After finishing, Keaty got into the car with me first. "I'm like a prisoner, Mom," She said, looking at the bodyguards through the car window. They wore white T-shirts, jeans, and black glasses. It looks inconspicuous if it's just one or two people, but if they walk together behind Keaty then they will