Harold's POV. I was disappointed. I was extremely disappointed in Damien's choice of a personal assistant for the first time in my life. It was the first time he was doing something I didn't agree with. Coming into the office to meet an empty seat made anger course down my blood. Why would someone be this late on their first day? Especially after everything. After I asked that she always came to work early. My excitement felt like it had been punctured like a deflated ball and it had quickly been replaced with anger and disappointment. I couldn't help checking the time frequently even after I settled down in my office. I couldn't help checking to see when she would come in. And when she walked in at past nine, I didn't know why my anger multiplied. She stood there by the door, watching me and fidgeting with the things in her hand. It was so apparent that she was nervous with the way she kept shaking and wouldn't comport herself. Still, amid all that confusion, I could not help
Riella's POV. I breathed out a sigh of relief as I walked out of the big boss's office. I couldn't believe that my little performance had gotten me back the job. I had just been so angry, so vexed about the unfair treatment that I poured out my mind in anger. I settled down on my chair. Before I left the office yesterday, I had been briefed concerning a lot of things that my job entailed so I already knew what to do with the files he gave out to me to handle. I placed it on my desk before getting on my feet. I grabbed the telephone on my desk and placed an order for the coffee he had requested for. The last thing I wanted was to be questioned again. I went on with what he had asked of me while waiting for the coffee. When a kitchen staff brought it in on a tray, I took it from her before going on to take it to his office. I positioned the tray in my right hand before sending a knock across the door. I waited for his voice to ask me to come in before opening the door and going in
Harold's POV. I sealed the deal. I got the contract with Mr. Stephen Douglas but I couldn't help getting mad. I had completely forgotten about the other part of him which included that he was a big-time flirt in the business world. He didn't mind breaching contracts and agreements for anything in a skirt. If I Knew that he was going to show interest in Riella, maybe I wouldn't have let her stay for the meeting. But who was I kidding? Anybody would get interested in the lady. She was very pretty, no doubt about that. And the way she went about carrying herself with so much grace and authority could make one wonder if she was more than that. In essence, she wasn't. My loud blaring phone brought me out of my thoughts. I reached for it on the table and brought it to my view. Matilda was calling. “Hey, Matilda.” I smiled as I brought the phone to my ears. “Hello, Mister. How is it going?” She asked and I leaned back in my seat. “Fine. Bored of Damien's company already?” I teased,
Riella's POVI was dazed.I knew and understood the way of the executives, but never did it occur to me that I could go on a lunch date with my boss. Well, it wasn't exactly a lunch date. It was just a period for us to get food into our stomachs after the heavy meeting.Besides, I hadn't exactly had anything to eat since all because of what had happened. I was sure he knew that. I gulped and crossed my legs over the other, completely restraining myself from having to watch him as he tucked himself out through the window, looking at the outside world.As soon as we got into the car, he had taken his position in the Bugatti Veyron, the latest model, and kept his eyes out of the car to the outside world. Though, even if I didn't want to notice, I couldn't help noticing how his gaze wavered every few minutes to glance at my feigned oblivious self.Setting my lips into a thin line, I forced myself to focus on my phone, busying myself with the trivia game I had started online. But somehow,
Riella's POV.I waited for the waiter to place our order on the table, and smile at us in that formal yet friendly way before he spurned around on his heels and walked away.I sat down properly and took a bite of what had been served on our plates, eating and savoring the taste. It was only after I realized that a particular brown-eyed was boring holes into my skin that I stopped and grabbed the napkin on the table to wipe at my mouth.“What sir?” I asked when I saw the slight smirk playing on his lips as he watched me.“For someone who has something to say about this place, you sure are enjoying the food.” He started to eat too.“I haven't had anything to eat all day. Besides, what I wanted to say is that; The restaurant has a nice exterior and all of that but it doesn't mean the food will taste as good as the design.” I explained.“Hmm,” He chuckled lowly. “You sure have strong opinions.” He added.“And I don't intend to impose, sir. I was just saying. I have eaten good food from re
Riella's POV.It's been a month.It's been a month since I started working for CEO Harold Williams and it had been more stressful than I imagined. Asides from my unwavering and sinful sexual fantasy with my boss which kept increasing each passing day, working with him had been a pleasure.I tucked a stray hair behind my ear, my fingers typing away on my laptop, hurriedly trying to finish the work I had been asked to do. There had been more work coming in than usual if I might add. The number of meetings and schedules we had to keep up with each passing day was enough to send me to my bed whenever I retired home for the day.I was so busy with what I was doing that I didn't realize or hear the clicking sound of the heels digging into the tiles and the approaching footsteps coming toward me. Until a hand on my desk had me looking up.And I was taken aback by the sheer beauty that stared back at me in the face. Tall, prime lady with a slightly made-up face, dark eyes staring at me, lips
Harold's POV.The door pulled open and the familiar face of my cousin appeared, before she stepped in fully, a charming smile on her face.“Matilda,” I couldn't help pushing myself up my chair so I could get around to pull her into an embrace, my face mimicking her smile.“Harold,” She beamed as I closed the gap between us, and my hand went around her, pulling her in for an embrace. Her head fell on my shoulder and I gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze.“How was your trip?” I asked as I pulled out of the embrace, leading her with me to one of the available chairs so she could take her seat.“Splendid,” She beamed and I found myself nodding. I moved to a safe in my office and grabbed a bottle of wine with two glasses. I poured out the wine for her while she watched me.“So, tell me about it,” I demanded with a small smile as I handed her a glass of wine. I went around and took my seat.“Urgh, you don't want to know the details. Just have it at the back of your mind that your childhood f
Harold's POV.“So, I walked up to her and told her my name. And you know what she did?” Jason, one of my associates asked, an amused expression taking over his boastful one.“What?” Vincent, another of my associates asked, arching one of his full brows at him.“She slipped her card into my breast pocket and asked me to give her a call. The next thing I saw was her walking away and shaking those firm buttocks of hers.” He boasted, a toothy grin accompanying his words.I shared a glance with Damien and we shook our heads, both of us silently agreeing that the dude was gone. Sex was going to be his death. That was very certain.Damien had suggested we met up with the clique since I had always used the excuse of work to cover up. So, here we were hanging out together at a Vincent bar and sipping champagne.“The lady needs some of this.” Jason pointed at his toned muscles, his hands going ahead to reveal the packs beneath his shirt. I groaned and shook my head at him.“So, did you call her
FIVE YEARS LATER.I hummed with a smile as I fixed my earrings to my ear properly. They were dropping and very long but they were also very expensive. A Christmas gift courtesy of my husband. I grabbed the cherry lip gloss on the vanity table and applied it to my lips. I smacked my lips together, pursed it, and posed in front of the mirror. I looked good. The red velvet dress I was wearing with the plunging V- neckline and long sleeves that were adorned with lace trimmings were so beautiful. I had my hair packed into a messy bun, leaving the fringes out while a pretty gold necklace lay on my neck.I did a spin and blew a kiss at my reflection. While I packed up my make-up items, the door to the room opened and my husband strolled in. He walked over and wrapped his hands around my waist. I leaned back and let him kiss my lips.“You look breathtaking,” he breathed and I beamed. Even after all these years, compliments had a way of soaking me in.I turned around and placed my hands on e
Riella's POV.Harold managed to get me to the hospital. He didn't even let me go home, he just asked that Damien drive us to the hospital, and as for Carolyn, she stayed glued to me while still sobbing about how this was her fault.Harold came through when I least expected it. It was the moment when I'd given up hope that I was never going to see him again. When I was very sure that I would never see any of them again, they came through. And I was very grateful. “How did you guys find me?” I asked as I leaned on Harold while he wrapped his hands around me.Carolyn smiled and leaned forward. Her hand gently reached out and stroked the necklace still hanging around my neck while watching me.“I put a jewelry detector.” She replied smugly and my eyes widened.“Wow,” I was honestly shocked, I didn't expect it.“I had a feeling that something could go wrong after you told me that day. I just wanted to ensure that you were going to be safe if anything were to go wrong.” She explained and
Harold's POV.My eyes widened and I went pale as soon as the line went dead in my hands. She was screaming. The bloody bastard had hit her. He was making her cry. He was hurting her. I tried to dial the cell again but it ended right on the spot.“I'm going to kill that bastard with my bare hands, ” George fumed as he paced about the room. I swallowed and shoved my phone into my pocket, swallowing up my emotions. Now was not the time for me to dwell or fume. I had to contain my emotions properly to keep a straight head. I still had time to kill the bastard.Turning around, my gaze landed on my parents. They were talking in hushed tones, looking all worried but I knew it was not because of Ella. It was a whole lot more of things that I wasn't even ready to listen to. My eyes darted away from them over to the siblings trying to talk their Mum from coming after me or whatever she intended to do with how much she was watching me.I sighed and started to walk over to her when Noel's voice
Riella's POV.I slowly regain consciousness, feeling groggy and disoriented. My head felt like something heavy had been hit on it and it felt like a spell of dizziness was cast over me. As I assessed my surroundings, I quickly realized that I was tied up and in a dark room. The pungent odor of cigarette smoke filled my nostrils, making it difficult to breathe. Fear began to set in as I realized that I had no idea how I got here or who could have done this to me.My chest heaved as flashes of what felt like the past few hours flashed through my mind's eye. The last thing I remembered was excusing myself to the restroom. My eyes widened and I coughed loudly when I finally registered everything.Oh my God, Harold!My heart ached and I found myself feeling my tied-up hands to check for my wedding bands. It was still there. Somehow, with my health at that moment, it was hard deciphering if anything was real anymore.God, if this was what I thought was happening, what was Harold going to do
Harold's POV. “So, I really need a detailed explanation of what happened,” Jackson, one of the men Tyler brought along asked, looking in my direction. I stared back at him and after a few seconds, Damien cleared his throat and started. “We had the wedding at the Oasis garden resort. It was private, essentially private. The only people who I knew attended the wedding and the reception were the resort staff. Oh and by the way, one of the staff is blackmailing us. They know how important this is to us and now, they are threatening and blackmailing. I'm still trying to get my hands on him.” Damien glared at no one again before he cleared his throat and continued. “After the wedding ended, the couples went ahead to take pictures shot by Kim, the private photographer I hired. We had fun and games and of course danced. I just finished dancing with Riella when she went off to see Jemma.” He concluded. The three men turned in the direction of Jemma who had been introduced. She seemed to s
Harold's POVI was getting ready to head back to the screaming people when Damien walked in. His eyes widened when he saw my nose and he rushed forward.“What the hell happened? And what is going on? How are Riella's folks here?” He demanded all at once?“Ella's dad did the punch. They are very worried about their daughter.” I shrugged trying to appear calm even though on the inside, I was boiling. “Damn, this is a disaster.” He massaged his forehead.“It will be a bigger disaster if I don't find my wife. An eighteen year old just promised to break my bones.” I gritted.“Are you kidding?” Damien screamed in disbelief. “Was that Ella's brother?” He questioned.“ Yep, and he seemed pretty serious about it. I love how protective he is though.” After a few seconds, I asked, ”Any luck with what you were up to?” I asked.“That's another problem. I couldn't get the pictures. The stupid man had it sold to the media already before he started threatening me. I tried to buy the pictures but
Harold's POV.I got to the door as I caressed my cheeks in anger, feeling the sting of her slap. When I opened the door, I expected to find Damien and Matilda by the door but instead, a frantic woman pushed me out of the way as soon as I opened the door and let herself in.I barely got to handle the door before a huge, brown haired man pushed his way in, followed by Jemma and Anna with a male I guessed was Duncan. He was tall, broad shouldered, and possessed pretty brown hair. I was about to shut the door when Carolyn walked in. She glanced at me, silently muttering an apology. I knew there and then that nothing would have gone well if the whole family was here. And with how much Jemma had messed up earlier, I would not be surprised if they knew everything already.“Are you the one who knocked my daughter up?” The huge man stalked toward me. I nodded and just like I had anticipated, I received the punch on my nose.I groaned and my hand immediately cupped my nose in pain. He was a ba
Harold's POVJust like I ordered, we rounded up our cars in ten minutes and we drove straight to the airport without a word. The wedding Spirit was disheveled. I had dumped my tux somewhere, leaving off my black shirt. I had made a series of calls while on the flight and now that we had alighted after four tiring hours, I was ready to strangle Brittany.“Are you sure you don't need me to come home with you?” I asked Carolyn and the girls for the umpteenth time after we arrived at the airport.“No, Harold. I will handle this. They wouldn't want to see or hear anything from you at all so, lete take the lead and handle this the way I can. It's going to be tough but they are going to listen to me in the long run. So, you stay away while I handle it.” She explained and I exhaled.Of course, I wouldn't expect Ella's folks to welcome me with open arms if I go to see them. They must have put two and two together thanks to Jemma and were probably furious now. They wouldn't want to see the face
Harold's POV.I was running mad.I didn't understand how something so perfect, something that had been going on so perfectly well had gone up in flames in a matter of seconds. Riella was missing. No, she wasn't missing.She was kidnapped.The last time someone had seen her according to Jemma who had been the person, it was when she had gone off to use the restroom. A hotel staff after then had reported that he saw a lady being snuggled into a car.“Did you catch the car's number?” Damien was the only one calm amongst us and he was trying to get answers from the trembling maid.“No, the car sped off before I could register anything.” She shook her head. I placed about, running my hands through my hair in anger. Everything was going downhill. I was running mad. I was feeling sick. I was angry.“YOU HAD ONLY ONE JOB? ONE FREAKING JOB!” I screamed at the crowd of men the resort had provided to protect us. I had gone the extra mile to pay them to specially ensure our safety but they had go