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
ARIANA“You should have listened to me.” Gerry yelled after he found his way to my mother's house. I had told him that I was hiding here all these time to clear my head. Gerry was my secret spy in Kindcaid Industries and I trusted him to give me the necessary information about that industry. I had been running mad for the past few days and my only consolation was that my mother was with me, giving me the emotional support that I wanted. “I know that I don't have the right to come into your mother's house and start yelling but, I feel what I did was necessary,” he continued and I didn’t look up.I sat on the couch in my mother’s living room, staring at nothing in particular. My body felt drained, my mind exhausted. Everything around me still smelled like smoke, even though I had not been anywhere near the fire. It was all in my head. It was dealing badly with me and I was not able to get over it. “Listen to me, Ariana. I tried to tell you,” he continued, stepping closer. “I have
ARIANAYes! I always knew that I was cut out for something good. I knew that I would never stop bagging deals. This was exactly what I needed to take my mind off the incident. The champagne fizzed as I poured it into my glass, and I could see the bubbles rising to the surface of the glass. Looking at it alone, it made me feel so good. I made sure the room booked with music and laughter. I had done it. The deal was sealed by me last night. A deal which I was quite skeptical about. A major European investor had signed with Vicious Beauty, pushing my company further ahead and leaving me with a lot of money for my brand. Now, I could build a new warehouse without feeling it. Who said the universe doesn't work in our favour?After everything! After the major sabotage and setback! The fire and the useless rumors, I had still won.I was going to rub it in their faces. I quickly texted my PR manager that he should post pictures on the internet and circulate the news of me celebrating
ARIANAThe moment I stepped into the house, I met Zayde and his mother in the living room. They looked livid spotting me at the door. Before I got a chance to speak, the woman lunged at me. “How dare you? How dare you betray my son like that after all he's done for you?” She spat angrily. I stood there confused and looking to my husband for help. Not once did he raise his face to look at me. “Where is this coming from?” “Don't play innocent with me, you dumb whore!” She took another step into my space and I stepped back. “You said you were going into town to run a few errands. Did that also involve riding another man's cock? Your husband's rival of all people?”Now I was pissed. “I understand that we don't get along at all but lying to my face like this is so low of you.”“Don't you dare…” came Zayde's voice as he rose from his seat and approached me. “Don't you dare try to gaslight us here. Now, look at this…”He put his phone in my face and on the screen was a photo of Gabriel an
ZAYDEAriana had been distant. I could tell because of how nervous she usually got, the impatient tap of her ring against something, how fidgety she was becoming. It had been too glaring and I discarded it as small fry.At first, I thought it was work as usual but deep down, my instincts pointed me in the lane I didn't want to venture down into. And like my mom usually said, “your intuitions are always right.” Of course, she was right. Maybe I'd been a fool blind to it.Some days ago, she had replied me in clipped tones, avoided my eyes a few times and even pulled away from my touch. Something was off. My gut twisted every time I thought about it.I sat at the dining table, staring absently at the meal on it. It was sumptuous alright, but not enticing enough to distract me from the burdens of my heart. When I raised my eyes, I found my mother watching me carefully from across the table.“Is something bothering you, Zayde?” She asked, her tone sharp as always. She used that tone on m
ARIANA“Maybe you should stay back one more day? It won't hurt.” Mom said, following me to where my car was parked vertically in the driveway. I'd parked it wrongly last night when I drove in, blind with tears. I spent the night in my old room with her arms around me, consoling me till morning. But now was the time to head back home and prove my truth to them. “No, mom. I need to call Gabriel and have him speak to Zayde. I don't care if they are rivals or not. I need to clear my name.”She sighed with a facepalm, wrapping her sleeping robe around her again. “With the way you described the situation last night, I doubt he'd want to listen to you. And his mother —”“Oh she can go fuck herself. I'm married to Zayde, not her.” She gave me a gentle smile. “Why don't I come along before she tries anything else stupid? Nobody gets the right to touch my daughter. Give me a minute, baby.”I put out a hand to stop her. “No, mom. I'll be fine. It won't be like last night. Nothing will go wron
ARIANAFour years later…The buzz of the city filtered through the glass walls of my office. On the table was a plaque on which my name was boldly inscribed.Unapologetically mine. My empire, fashion-forward and bold. It had risen like a phoenix, taking the other fashion houses in the city by surprise. Every event I attended, there were whispers of my name and achievements under a short time. Those whispers fueled me, plus the words from Gerry, a chef in my ex-husband’s home. “Your accident was more than meets the eye, ma'am. Isabella had it planned.”That devil. Plotted my accident and when she thought I was dead, got herself pregnant for Zayde and married him. By the time I'd be done with them, they'd be a sorry sight. “Ms. Ariana,” my secretary's voice cut through my thoughts. She peeked her head in, her hands gripped a sleek tablet. “It's almost time for the stakeholders’ meeting. Oh, and there's a man in the conference room. Says he's a representative from an old friend.”I no
Zayde“What on earth do you want from me? My life?” I screamed within me as I stared at my phone. The loud and continuous buzz of my phone’s notifications got on my nerves as I went through the mountain of files cluttered around my desk. It was freaking me out and pissing me off. The worst part? The numbers of files to go through was very demotivating even though I was staring at the profit numbers that my company has made in the past two weeks. It was all supposed to be fulfilling but instead, I didn't feel that way. I felt a deep hollow in my heart that could not get filled up. Something was definitely wrong with me but, what could that be? I leaned back in my chair, staring outside my office window. All I could see in front of me was a city out before me. A city that was nothing but a jungle that bustled with life and numerous life changing opportunities. It might amaze you that so many people's destinies were tied up there. As I stared out, with countless thoughts running
ARIANAYes! I always knew that I was cut out for something good. I knew that I would never stop bagging deals. This was exactly what I needed to take my mind off the incident. The champagne fizzed as I poured it into my glass, and I could see the bubbles rising to the surface of the glass. Looking at it alone, it made me feel so good. I made sure the room booked with music and laughter. I had done it. The deal was sealed by me last night. A deal which I was quite skeptical about. A major European investor had signed with Vicious Beauty, pushing my company further ahead and leaving me with a lot of money for my brand. Now, I could build a new warehouse without feeling it. Who said the universe doesn't work in our favour?After everything! After the major sabotage and setback! The fire and the useless rumors, I had still won.I was going to rub it in their faces. I quickly texted my PR manager that he should post pictures on the internet and circulate the news of me celebrating
ARIANA“You should have listened to me.” Gerry yelled after he found his way to my mother's house. I had told him that I was hiding here all these time to clear my head. Gerry was my secret spy in Kindcaid Industries and I trusted him to give me the necessary information about that industry. I had been running mad for the past few days and my only consolation was that my mother was with me, giving me the emotional support that I wanted. “I know that I don't have the right to come into your mother's house and start yelling but, I feel what I did was necessary,” he continued and I didn’t look up.I sat on the couch in my mother’s living room, staring at nothing in particular. My body felt drained, my mind exhausted. Everything around me still smelled like smoke, even though I had not been anywhere near the fire. It was all in my head. It was dealing badly with me and I was not able to get over it. “Listen to me, Ariana. I tried to tell you,” he continued, stepping closer. “I have
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
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
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 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’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
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 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