Mason.If April thought I was going to continue chasing her after blocking me, she was wrong. Now, I was completely done. Done with everything, fed up of her drama. She was nice girl but way too immature for me. It was like she didn’t know what she wanted. One day she wanted to be with me, the next, she didn’t want me. The relationship between us was starting to get toxic.I seemed to have forgotten I was the powerful Mason Steele. I was known for many things and chasing women wasn’t one of them. It was the women who did the chasing. April was unique, but I knew I’d find another unique woman soon enough. Besides, there were more important things than women. Money, for example.“It’s been a while,” Jed said as he fumbled with his gaming console. “How’s everything? How’s April? Haven’t seen her in a long time.”“We broke up,” I informed him, gulping the contents of the wine bottle in my hand. “No wonder you’re in such a mood. What happened?”“She’s crazy. Carolina warned me about her a
April.For some reason, I woke up very early that morning. I tried to go back to sleep but it proved to be impossible so I went to the living room and turned on the television. My mother had spent the night wherever she was gone. I could only hope she was safe.I watched a movie for about an hour before switching to a gossip channel. That was the first mistake of the day. The anchor was talking about some crazy heiress seen in the club dancing with two men. She looked drunk in her luxury clothes. “On a related news, it seems Mason Steele and Carolina Mendoza are an item.” That made me sit up immediately. I rubbed my eyes so I could see clearer. The scene switched to Mason and Carolina dancing closely in a club. I found myself crying as I watched the news. My mind had switched off and I was not even hearing what was being said. Turning off the telly, I rose and went to my bedroom. I lay on the bed for a while, staring at the card Kenny Masters had given me. Maybe it was time for me t
I spent the next two weeks recording several songs written by Kenny’s song writers. Jenny wasn’t very happy about me staying away from work. She went ahead to threaten me but I made my choice. Kenny believed in me and that made me start believing in myself. I knew something would come out of what I was doing, and it did. After the release, the songs started trending. At first, I couldn’t believe it, and thought they would stop but they didn’t. Kenny’s team upped their marketing, painting me as a very soulful singer and it actually worked. All the emotional and depressed teens turned my songs into their anthems. They trended on social media platforms. Some movie and TV show producers contacted us to use the music in their movies.Somehow, I had become a celebrity overnight. I had ever really thought about it before so I was shocked by many things. Suddenly, my life wasn’t mine any more. From morning to evening, I was surrounded by makeup artistes, trainers, designers, and different ty
April.I thought I was satisfied with what I had achieved, but after seeing Mason’s car that night, I couldn’t sleep. All night, I tossed and turned, replaying the sweet memories in my head. I didn’t have much when I was with him, but I had been truly happy. He had showed me what true happiness felt like. Now I could do whatever I wanted, travel all over the globe and eat anything I desired. There were countless men knocking on my door. Even with all their amazing talents, none of them appealed to me since my heart belonged to another.A call from my personal assistant woke me up. She called to remind me of a meeting I had at 11am that day. It was with a TV show casting director who wanted me to make a singing cameo in a show he was working on.These were the things I had dreamed of for a long time, but chasing after them almost felt worthless that morning. I was tired of waking up alone, and needed someone I could trust by my side. There were so many man seeking my hand and yet I di
April.Nicky Jones turned out to be more interesting than I thought. He was a fun carefree guy who made me laugh a lot. I enjoyed the date so much that I didn’t even realise that two hours had passed. By the time it was done, I didn’t feel like leaving but both of us had other things to do. After the date, Mason and I texted for a while, sharing some small talk. We didn’t talk about renewing the relationship or anything like that.I felt slightly disappointed but I could tell Mason was trying to take things slow this time. When I thought about it, I realised it may be a good thing. We had taken things quite fast before and it didn’t work out. Later that evening as I was scrolling through the internet, I saw photos of us during the date. I read through the comments on the post and checked other posts from outlets in Miami. People were speculating about our relationship status. This put a damper on my plans. I knew Mason must have already seen it and put the two together. Now, he proba
April.Blue Dawn was a cozy coffee shop in the central business district. It was run by a nice middle aged woman of African American descent. I had been to the place before and loved it for the relaxing and romantic atmosphere created by the light brown themed interior. The employees were nice and the coffee was delicious.I got there before Nicky. Stepping out of the car, I was escorted by my new bodyguard. He kept the crazy paparazzi at bay while I ignored their questions. I was wearing a conservative black dress and heels of the same color. My hair was parted in the middle and I had dark glasses to cover my eyes. I felt more confident knowing that the crazy paparazzi couldn’t see my eyes. I was led towards a table in the terrace on the second floor. I rolled my eyes as I sat down. It was like Kylie wasn’t even trying to hide the fact that this was a PR move. Why would she put me in a place where all the paparazzi could take photographs of us? Hell, they could even record a video o
Mason.“I can explain.”I was on a date with a beautiful nurse when I received the message from April after ignoring the calls. After reading it, I switched off my phone, feeling angry. How dare she? Did she think I was a love-struck fool who had lost his mind? She was living her best life, kissing her new boyfriend in front of cameras. I was angered by the fact that she thought I could listen to her. My days of being a simp were over. April Hartfield was not the only amazing woman in the world.I was a billionaire for fvcks sake, able to get any woman I set my eyes on. April slipping through my fingers did not mean I could not do better. There were many great women from all walks of life, and I could choose from a wide variety because of my status in society.“Are you okay?” Melanie asked, her blue eyes showing a great deal of concern.I smiled, looking into her mesmerizing eyes. She had a sweet smile to accompany them, making her easy on the eyes. Her only flow was the inability to
Mason.I woke up in an unfamiliar place. I could tell even before I opened my eyes. When I opened them, the confusion turned into horror as I saw Carolina lying next to me peacefully. Seeing that we were both stark naked, I figured we must have had sex. Although Carolina was a very beautiful woman, I didn’t want any of that to happen.I turned to lie and my back and stared at the ceiling, trying to recall the events of the previous night. How on earth did I end up in Carolina Mendoza’s bed? I remembered her invite and having fun at her game party. When everyone was gone, she poured me a drink and a few minutes later, I lost conscious.“Fvck!” I cursed loudly. And then I turned to look at the woman beside me. She looked so peaceful, and yet she was a conniving b*tch. I was sober when my cousin left, so how did half a glass of whisky make me drunk. Realisation dawned on me. Carolina had put something in my drink.I sat up. “Carolina.”She stirred in her sleep and her right hand moved to
Mason’s POVA continuous beeping sound woke me up. Opening my eyes, I squinted at the brilliant white ceiling before closing them again. Whoever thought it was a good idea to use such a bright color for a hospital room must have been mad.I could tell I was in the hospital by the smell and beeping machine with a cord attached to my hand. After blinking several times to help my eyes get acquainted with the light, I opened them fully. I was alone, thankfully. I looked at the blue bed sheet covering my body and pushed part of it off.Memories of my last minutes of consciousness flooded my mind, reminding me of the problem at hand. Hannah was still missing. I pressed the sound button by the bed to get someone in the room. I needed to get out of there.Almost immediately, the door opened and Carolina walked in. I frowned. Was she the one taking care of me? I was definitely not happy to see her.“Finally,” she said, coming to the bed and kissing me on the forehead. “You’re awake. Was almost
April's POVImages, video footage and text swirled over the screen intermittently as a female reporter's voice spoke in the background. I backed off to the nearest chair, letting my body collapse on it. With wide eyes, I continued to stare at the screen, which had now switched to the station’s studio and listened to the news reader as he spoke about the shooting that had left Mason Steele in hospital fighting for his life.Despite knowing it was futile, I dialled his number and held the phone to my ear. No one answered just as I expected. I had been trying his number in vain for hours. Quickly getting up, I grabbed my purse from the table and walked out of the apartment.Chilly midnight air greeted me when I left the building and drove the car I'd parked outside. I drove like a mad woman, in the bid to reach my destination as fast as possible.My heart relaxed as the hospital came into view. After parking the car, I stalked to the building. A team of paparazzi hounded me but I refuse
Mason’s POV“You have to do everything possible to find her,” my aunt Eleanor said, clutching my hands over the table. Her grip was tight and her knuckles were extremely pale. I wondered what was wrong with her. She seemed so scared, even more scared than I was, and yet I was sure she didn't love Hannah that much. For the most part, they didn't get along very well.“I’m trying, aunt Eleanor. You know I will do everything possible to find her.”“You need to find her before anything happens.”“What are you scared of aunt Eleanor?” I asked. She quickly withdrew her hand and jumped in her seat. Her unexpected reaction was starting to make me feel suspicious. “What kind of question is that? Hannah is my dear niece. We might not get along all the time but I don't want to see her die.” “She will not die,” I said. “Please leave now. I have some work to do. I’ll call you in case of anything.”I felt more relieved after she left. Settling down, I started to do some paperwork. The cops had p
April's POV“It’s her,” I said thirty minutes later. We were in a private jet on our way to Miami. “It has to be.”Mason turned and gave me a confused look, his brows furrowing. “What are you talking about?” He asked.“Carolina Mendoza,” I replied. “I think she’s the one who has kidnapped your sister.”Mason’s eyes narrowed. He didn't seem convinced. He had probably never considered it, given that Carolina was a good friend of his. “Why would she do something like that?”“Because she wants to separate us.”“I know Carolina likes me but I don't think she would do something like that just to get rid of you. She’s quite stubborn but not immature enough to play high school games.”“You clearly don't know her well enough. You have no idea about all the things she has done to me in order to keep us apart.”“You never tell me anything. What did she do?”I studied his face, looking for signs that he would believe me. “She-”The door to the cockpit suddenly opened and the young copilot steppe
Two hours later, Mason and I were riding down a smooth footpath. Having never been on a horse before, the experience was quite daunting at first. Mason seemed like a reckless schoolboy ready for adventure when he climbed on a black stallion without fear. Meanwhile, I'd settled for a little brown mare that seemed almost as timid as I was when the stable boy helped me settle on it.Although I was very scared at first, Mason’s confidence soon gave me the energetic boldness I needed. Within a few minutes, I was racing him down the hilly path.Trading words every now and then, we found ourselves in a small artificial forest that we had been briefed about. It was a beautiful forest with many beautiful trees, well kept bushes, painted stones and manicured picnic lawns.“I wish we hadn't eaten,” I said, staring wistfully at one of the picnic areas. “Would have loved to have my lunch over here.”Mason smiled as he studied the area. “Certainly looks very nice,” he commented. “We need to get of
April.The single’s event was held in the resort’s conference hall. When I went in, a middle aged woman was giving a speech about how to interact with new people. Soon, she wrapped up.“We’re going to start with a game called lock and key,” she said. “For this game, men will be given a lock and women will receive a key. We’ll have enough time to mingle with each other. After speaking to a person, you’ll try the lock to see if it opens. If not, proceed to another person and try again. It will be a fun game. You all need to stand and let our employees move the chairs to the back of the room so that we can use the space for the game.”People stood up and started moving around, leaving the chairs. Suddenly, there was considerable silence. I turned to follow everyone’s gaze, then I realized why they had frozen.Mason Steele was walking into the room. He wore a dark blue suit and had his dark hair combed to the side. The tall and handsome man exuded sophistication and confidence which had a
April.If I had to do one more interview with Nicky Jones pretending to be deeply in love with him, I’d go mad. After a long day of interviews, fake smiles and kisses, I impulsively packed up a few things in a suitcase and left Miami. I switched off my phone to avoid calls from Nicky and Kylie who couldn’t get enough of the fake romance. I was done. I didn’t care about the consequences anymore. Faking it was not in me.When I arrived in the peaceful small town called Flowood, I booked a room in a midrange resort. I had the most peaceful night I’d had in a while. No one seemed to know me, or they didn’t care. I choose a quiet place in the bar and enjoyed a few drinks before going to sleep.As I had breakfast in the morning, I was given a flyer by one of the staff. It was for a single’s event, a matchmaking affair. I didn’t plan on attending anything that put me in close vicinity with other people. The town might have been in the middle of nowhere, but there was possibility of one of th
Mason.I woke up in an unfamiliar place. I could tell even before I opened my eyes. When I opened them, the confusion turned into horror as I saw Carolina lying next to me peacefully. Seeing that we were both stark naked, I figured we must have had sex. Although Carolina was a very beautiful woman, I didn’t want any of that to happen.I turned to lie and my back and stared at the ceiling, trying to recall the events of the previous night. How on earth did I end up in Carolina Mendoza’s bed? I remembered her invite and having fun at her game party. When everyone was gone, she poured me a drink and a few minutes later, I lost conscious.“Fvck!” I cursed loudly. And then I turned to look at the woman beside me. She looked so peaceful, and yet she was a conniving b*tch. I was sober when my cousin left, so how did half a glass of whisky make me drunk. Realisation dawned on me. Carolina had put something in my drink.I sat up. “Carolina.”She stirred in her sleep and her right hand moved to
Mason.“I can explain.”I was on a date with a beautiful nurse when I received the message from April after ignoring the calls. After reading it, I switched off my phone, feeling angry. How dare she? Did she think I was a love-struck fool who had lost his mind? She was living her best life, kissing her new boyfriend in front of cameras. I was angered by the fact that she thought I could listen to her. My days of being a simp were over. April Hartfield was not the only amazing woman in the world.I was a billionaire for fvcks sake, able to get any woman I set my eyes on. April slipping through my fingers did not mean I could not do better. There were many great women from all walks of life, and I could choose from a wide variety because of my status in society.“Are you okay?” Melanie asked, her blue eyes showing a great deal of concern.I smiled, looking into her mesmerizing eyes. She had a sweet smile to accompany them, making her easy on the eyes. Her only flow was the inability to