ZaydeI have never been the one to beg. I don’t chase women even if I like them to death. I don’t plead with them even when I make mistakes. I don't do anything that will hurt my ego as a man. But with Ariana, I find myself breaking my own rules. For the past few days, I have been meaning to talk to her. I wanted to talk to her in a fancy restaurant, over a cup of hot tea. But, she seemed not to be interested even when I made it clear that it was not my intention to go on a date with her. She was getting a wrong impression of me and I could not change that with how desperate I have become. To make things worse for me, I sent her expensive flowers and to my greatest surprise, she sent them back to me. I had so many flowers in my office now that I had no idea what to do with them. I was able to get her number but she didn't answer my calls. I was desperate. Desperate enough to want to speak to her. I send different people who were under me to talk to her every day to deliver
Zayde’s POV I never liked waiting even for the slightest thing and Patience had never been something I knew how to do best, especially when it came to business. I didn’t wait for things to fall apart, I made sure they never did. But as I sat in my office, scanning the latest reports. I could not ignore the Isabella’s company unravelling disaster. Another client gone. Another contract terminated. Another headline questioning the integrity of her brand. I exhaled sharply, tossing the papers onto my desk. "What the hell is going on, Isabella? What exactly went wrong? Have you seen the latest report about your company?” I asked, a little but concerned because whatever was happening in her company slightly rubbed on me too because I was her husband. Isabella stood across from me, looking so sad with her arms crossed. I had been closely monitoring the progress of her company and this time, I wondered what excuse she was going to give concerning this massive failure. "Arian
Ariana’s POVPeople loved a good scandal and they would kill to get more of that scandal. What was surprising to me was that I never expected that I would be the person to experience such a scandal. People didn't care if it was true or not. Once a story hit the internet, it spread like wildfire and it was almost impossible for anyone to stop it. “Seriously?” I scoffed, staring blankly at my screen. Right now, my name was on every damn headline. I was dragged through the mud like I was some desperate social climber who used men to get ahead in life. I kept staring at my phone, scrolling through article after article and each one was worse than the last.The comments were even worse and if I had a knife in my hand, I would have unlived myself. People said a lot of mean things about me. "Of course she slept her way to the top. Women like her always do.""She played Zayde, now she is playing Gabriel. Classic gold-digger move.""Such a disgusting brat! If she knew she wanted that, s
Zayde’s POVI watched the way the drama unfolded at the gala and I was grateful to God that I didn't interrupt Ariana and her love bird. And now? I was beginning to suspect that Isabella was behind the popular secular posts about Ariana Come to think of it, it sounded so much like something she would do but I was not too sure. “What's my business, anyway? I should leave the two women to fight themselves.”***We were both in the car on our way to the retreat which was designed to test patience, teamwork, and resilience.Too bad Ariana and I had none of those when it came to each other.The second we arrived, I was beginning to feel the burning tension between us. She barely looked at me and she lifted her chin up as she walked, totally ignoring my existence.Fine! If that's what she wanted to do, two could play that game."Each team will be paired for the duration of the retreat," the instructor announced, holding up a clipboard. "And since our main investors are eager to see Kin
ArianaThe long retreat was finally over and I could not be more happy. It was a long ride of torture with Zayde and everything that happened between us was enough to make me go crazy. I still remembered his conversation with his mother that night. Did he see me? Did he know that I heard everything they discussed?No, no, no. This should not bother me. I should leave him to face his life. He's out of my life already. I leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window of my office and my phone buzzed on the desk. I grabbed it quickly only to find another article about me, spreading rumours. This was another lie. Can't the person who was doing this let me be? What did I do to this person writing thrash about me?"Gold-digger," I muttered under my breath, clicking the screen off. I didn't bother to look at the posts and the comments because I knew what to expect. The media was having a good day, painting me as the woman who found her way to success through Zayde and Gabriel’s wallets.H
ZAYDE POV The rain hit the windshield in angry sheets, blurring the city lights into streaks of gold and red. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my mind tangled with the revelations from earlier. Selene. My mother. The woman who raised me with carefully measured love, calculated warmth. The same woman who, all these years, convinced me that Ariana’s accident was nothing but fate’s cruel hand… had been in contact with Isabella. At the exact time Ariana’s car went off that bridge. I exhaled, slow and sharp. The private investigator I hired had sent me the documents this morning. Phone records. Bank statements. Emails. The proof was there, staring back at me in cold, black ink. My mother and my ex-wife. Partners in crime. My fingers curled into a fist. Ariana had been right. She'd tried to tell me, but I was too blind, too stubborn, too convinced that the people I loved wouldn’t betray me. Now, I knew better. A sharp vibration against my dashboard pulled me out of my tho
ArianaThe most crazy thing about all this is that Zayde was still trying to defend Isabella. Why couldn't he see beyond his nose? It was very frustrating that he still hadn't learnt his lesson. He's allowing them to use him again and he still had the guts to stand up for them. I still had the note that I saw the other day and I kept on reading it again. Whoever wrote this to me wanted to make me scared and frightened. This sharp warning was meant to rattle me but I was far from being scared. What I had in mind was finding the person behind this writing and that was almost impossible because there was no name written on it. I exhaled slowly, setting the note down. I should shred this into pieces and move on with my life. My mind was so calm despite all of this and if they thought this was enough to scare me, they didn’t know me at all.I had built Vicious Beauty from nothing. I had built my way up, step by step, through betrayal and heartbreak. I had survived the envy and wick
Ariana POV I never thought I would end up here again, curled up in my mother’s arms like a little child whose snacks were stolen. But after everything that happened, I had nowhere else to go. I had to run back home because everything seemed to be against me. What did I do to deserve all this? I was just a lady trying to make a living and raise there but now, I have been able to gather a lot of enemies who had sworn never to leave me. Now, this fire came, shattering me even more. The fire had destroyed my warehouse. Millions were gone. Just like that. I packed a bag and drove straight to my mother’s house. The moment she opened the door and saw my face, she didn’t ask any questions. She just pulled me into her embrace, and I cried out more. She must have heard the news. The media were not dull in that aspect. I cried like I had not in years. This time, the tears were not just the regular sobs. It was deep and soul-crushing, causing my heart to ache. She held me tighter, refusi
Zayde’s POVI was halfway home when I checked my phone again, expecting a reply from Ariana but I got nothing from her. She hadn’t responded to my last message, and she always texts back quickly even if she is angry at me. The least she could send was a rather short reply .Something about it made me feel very concerned. I got to thinking that something was off somewhere. Her silence for over an hour was something I could question. I frowned, pulling over to the side of the road. My fingers moved quickly, opening our shared location app.The location showed that she was at Gabriel's office but that was not what she told me earlier when we spoke briefly. She had mentioned that she would be at her office for a short while if it was too late for her to still be working. Then, why on earth was the location map showing that she was at Gabriel's office?Something was not adding up. A bad feeling curled in my gut even though I didn't want to think about it too much. None of this was
Ariana’s POV I had no idea how I got into this small dark room but I knew that Gabriel was also with me in here "You really thought you could outsmart me, didn’t you?" He asked and he sounded so dangerous. His voice made my skin crawl and I struggled against the ropes tied around my wrists. The ropes were too tight and I wish I could get them out by pushing too hard. My heart pounded as I scanned the room. There were no windows. There was also no easy way out. It was just me and him. "I swear to God, Gabriel, if you don’t untie me right now…" I blurted out. My eyes were almost falling out of my socket as I tried hard to push my body against the wall. "You will what? Tell me, what the hell are you going to do?” He asked with a smirk on his face. I wished he was as tense as I was but no, he looked too calm and was at ease, like he hadn’t just kidnapped me and shoved me into some dark, empty office space. "You’re insane. Heaven helps you if I don't get out of this place a
Ariana’s POV"You have no choice, Ariana. You either come back to me, or your mother pays the price."Gabriel’s words still kept echoing in my head like a death sentence and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I knew that he was not joking after he said such a thing to me.I had now convinced myself that Gabriel was a psycho who wasn't capable of loving. My hands trembled as I gripped my phone, rereading the message over and over. The evidence he claimed to have, the threat he had so casually thrown at me was all real and I could feel it.He couldn't possibly be joking about something like this. I stood in my apartment, resting my head on the wall. My mother had her faults, but she didn’t deserve to have her name dragged through the mud. And the child... my child.His damn child too…no, no. Gabriel was heartless. I pressed a hand against my stomach, and my tongue tasted so bitter. How had I let it come to this? How had I become so trapped here?I couldn’t go to Zayde. No, I ca
Gabriel’s POVI was guilty as charged. I was not just a man who was in love. I was a stalker and I made sure I monitored wherever Zayde and Ariana where going. It had become a daily routine for me. I had not seen myself taking my eyes off my phone. After the last encounter with the both of them, I was very humiliated. Zayde punched me so hard and I couldn't fight back. When I got home, I slapped myself countless times for allowing myself to get beaten up by Zayde in front of Ariana. Why couldn't I fight or defend myself? I thought I had taken taekwondo classes the other year. Yet, he keeps beating me anytime we fight. I think I might have forgotten why wee were rivals. Zayde seemed to be ahead of me in most areas and I didn't want that. You think you have won, Zayde? You have no idea what is coming. I'm preparing something that will come to you as a shocker. I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, rolling my jaw. The bastard got a good hit in, I had give him that. But
Zayde’s POVI knew I had to try one more time. You can't blame me for trying to get Ariana back to me. The truth is, I love her and I was going to do anything to get her back if only she let me. I had called Ariana out and was pleased to see because I had a lot of things to tell her. We were in a dark park with few people around. She stood in front of me, standing akimbo like she was shielding herself from me, from this moment.“I don't think we can keep doing this Zayde. We have to cut ties and stop seeing each other,” she informed me and she pressed her lips together.“That might not work quite well. If you want that, I need you to look me in the eyes and say it,” I said, almost pleading with her. She lifted her head and for a second, I saw everything that was hidden in her. The love, the pain and the confusion. But then she blinked, and it was all gone.Ariana once loved me. I didn't want it to be so. I want her to love. “Zayde, this isn’t fair,” she said to me and I couldn
Isabella pov“Are these people joking?” I asked myself after letting out a thunderous laughter. I leaned back in my chair, watching the chaos unfold on my screen. The video of Zayde and Gabriel’s fight had spread like wildfire. Social media was on fire with their clips, memes, and heated debates about who was in the wrong. Some defended Zayde, calling him a hero. Others insulted him, painting him as a violent and possessive monster who didn't Wang But one thing was clear. He had already shattered his reputation. It was clear that I had been the one saving his reputation all these while. “Very good. I hope he learns something new about this. He would know that the only way he could keep up with the public is when he was with me.”A slow smile crept onto my lips as I scrolled through the comments. I loved everything I was looking out because this was another type of revenge that I was getting. Now, everything was working in my favour. “Zayde totally lost control. Can’t believe
Ariana’s POVCall me stupid for all I care but, I didn't know when I called Zayde to come and save me from Gabriel's cruel hands. I was beginning to regret everything that I did simply because he was acting so caring. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have called him. Myself and Zayde had hurt each other for a long time, yet he still came to help me when I needed him. My conscience won't let me take it all in so I had a quick switch that threw him off balance. "You should have let me handle it!" I yelled at him, pushing him off my body. My voice was raw, shaking, but I didn’t care. I shoved Zayde’s chest, hard but he barely moved and his dark eyes couldn't leave my body. “What do you mean? You called me on the phone and you kept crying because you couldn't handle it and you are in danger. Why are you now suddenly saying this?” He asked and he wiped the blood off his knuckles. His breathing kept coming in heavy but I had already made up my mind not to allow him close to me. He sud
Zayde’s POV"Zayde... please. Help me. Please.”I was enjoying my peace when Ariana’s voice shook through the phone. I had not expected her to call since we were both not on good terms but from her voice, I could tell that she was in trouble and I needed to be there to help her. I know fear when it comes to me. I had seen it in others. I had felt it in myself more times than I cared to admit. But hearing it in her voice? That was different. That was a kind of fear that set my blood on fire."Ariana? What happened? Talk to me now! I swear, I'm listening to you and I'm going to come and save you," I said to her and my grip tightened around my phone. My body was already moving and I grabbed my car keys. "I…it's…Gabriel…"she tried to speak but her breath wasn't letting her to. I heard a sharp sound in the background, something crashing into something and then her voice dropped to a whisper. "Please, just come. Now.”I didn’t need to hear more. I was already out the door.My mind rac
Ariana’s POV“I never thought it would come to this. I thought I had everything under control,” that was what boomed in my head, distracting me from everything. I kept staring at the anonymous message on my phone screen. It was strange to look at and the more I looked at it, the more fear settled within me. Now, I had believed that everything I had now was crumbling around me. The message had come out of nowhere, and there was no way to trace the source. But it hit me so hard in the right place. "Gabriel isn’t who you think he is. His love for you is all part of a game. He doesn’t even care about you the way you think he does. He’s just using you like he always uses everyone else. Ask yourself why you are with him when you know how he really is.”I read it over and over, hoping for some kind of sense to emerge, something that would convince me to dismiss it as a lie.But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling in my gut that something was not ri