Riella's POV.Today is Carolyn's birthday.It was funny how I didn't remember my best friend's birthday. Work had been pretty tiring. Normally, it was a lot to put up with but lately, with back-to-back meetings and so much to attend to, I barely had time for myself. All I did whenever I got back home was to shower and go to bed. That was when I was too tired to eat dinner on my way back from work. Carolyn made sure to check on me though. Every morning while I prepare for work, we would chat for a while. I was content with that. As long as I got nothing.I would have completely missed her birthday if I hadn't set a reminder up on my phone months ago. So, today being the day, I had woken up extra early to go all out for her.I prepared all the meals I knew she loved to have for breakfast; Sausages, toast, potatoes, and sandwiches. Everything I knew she'd like. Then, I took it to her bed.I woke her up with my beautiful voice. I wasn't shocked that she didn't remember her birthday. So
Riella's POV.By the time I was done preparing the files for the meeting according to what Harold had requested of me, it was already time for the meeting.Quickly, I grabbed my mirror to fix my face. I wasn't wearing makeup like always but my lips were already stained from the meal I had taken earlier.So, I applied my gloss back properly.I had just finished repacking my hair into a tight high ponytail, leaving the frontal fringe to frame my face. It fitted the red floral printed blouse I was donning with a pair of black pencil jeans. I had topped all these with red heels.I finished in time just for the door to Harold's office to come open and he sauntered in. I hopped out of my seat quickly and gathered the necessities in my hands. He barely spared me a glance since he was focused on his phone while I followed closely behind him to the conference room where the meeting was being held. After that one-time incident at his office, Harold had stopped receiving guests at his office b
Riella's POV.I pulled the car to a stop in the middle of the driveway to our house. Just like Harold had requested that I did, I had gotten my job over with and was now here at my house.I heaved a sigh as I gathered my things in my hand before pushing the door open and stepping out. The sky, a beautiful orange ray spread out on it that cast a beautiful glow down to earth. It was like the color orange had smeared a blue surface; so beautiful, so natural.I tucked a stray hair behind the back of my ear. I had let my hair down on my way back from work. Setting my lips into a small smile, I ambled toward the door where I knew Carolyn was patiently waiting.But when I pushed open the door and stepped into the living room; the empty sight of the place was what greeted me. There was no Winter, no sight of my bubbly best friend.Strange.I kissed my teeth and set down my things on one of the couches before making my way toward the kitchen. Mostly because my throat was itchy and dry.But I h
Harold's POVWhen I started getting calls upon calls and contracts upon contracts, these past few months, I knew that a time would come when I would have to play the game.The game of the business world.I knew and understood the in and out very well. I knew how everything works. I knew how it ran and dare I say that I wasn't pleased with the whole thing.I had been there at a point when some assholes had tried to pull that shit on us. On EMPIRE. Thankfully, the assistant assigned to me then had been a lot more loyal than I expected.Riella is the right person for me.I might not be saying it out loud but I had studied and observed her a lot these past few months and I'd gotten to see how loyal she can be. I had to admit that I was very impressed.Having the whole thing blow up in my face in the form of a website sabotage and security infiltration, I knew and understood that the hour had come.But amidst all these things, I was still trying to understand why I was unlucky with women.
Harold's POVRiella sped into the driveway just about the time I was contemplating giving her a call. I sent her a text last night, asking her to come over to my house for work but she didn't reply to it. I had thought she didn't see it but she was here now.I took my phone from the pocket of my pants and unlocked the door for her so she wouldn't have to stand for too long. My fingers hurriedly did the buttons of my white shirt. As soon as I was done, I walked out of my room and strode toward her, where she stood in the living room.Her eyes were darting everywhere around the large room like she was trying to understand something. But she turned when she heard the fast-approaching footsteps from me.“I didn't think you got my text, ” I told her as I walked into the living room.Her lips parted softly and she gave me a hard stare, her gaze locked with mine. She was clutching the strap of her black flannel bag closely like she was trying to protect herself or something.Me, I didn't kno
Riella's POV.I settled in the solitude of books, reading the book I had chosen. I was still a bit shook by Harold's confirmation earlier.Someone had been watching me?Someone had been following me.That feeling, that gut feeling like someone watching me had settled in me all those years when I was with Desmond. Everywhere I went, it always felt like he was there watching me.But that day, when he ceased to exist in my life, I thought the feeling had died. I thought it had withered and died because the one person triggering it had gone.Well, I was wrong.I didn't realize that not until I got into my car this morning and the feeling re-awakened in me. And it didn't stop, not until I got to Harold's house.God, I had been deeply shaken. I thought it was just a feeling and I was being paranoid for nothing but it didn't seem so anymore.I greedily read the last few sentences of the novel I had chosen. It had been a while with me seated here, reading one of the many novels available.As
Riella's POV.“So, your house tomorrow?” I asked as I gently adjusted the strap of my black bag. Dusk had settled and the atmosphere was slightly chilly. I was just in the driveway yet I couldn't stop looking around.Harold's house is situated in a place that has a great deal of nature. The first time I saw it, I was astounded. Even now as I was standing beside my car, about to leave, I couldn't help looking around. The environment was just so lovely and so were the acrylic smells of flowers that lined the paths. I shifted my gaze to Harold. He gently tucked his phone into the pocket of his pants and his eyes rested on me.For a moment, I lost my breath.The glow of the moon in the sky had its warmth and rays bestowed on his face and it couldn't have looked more beautiful. His eyes were a beautiful pool of brown, of honey. I felt like I could swim in the pool all day without getting out.I blinked and looked away from him. Maybe I needed to swim in the pool too or have a long relaxin
Riella's POV.I rolled over to the other side, feeling fatigued and pulled me in. I knew I should probably get out of bed now if I didn't want to be late for work but I was feeling very lazy.I rolled to the other side of the bed and pulled the duvet closer snuggling. I didn't even know why I was this drained but I was exhausted.Groaning loudly, I flicked the duvet from my body and forced myself to peel my eyes open. The room was a bit dark since I failed to raise the curtains last night. I climbed out of bed and stretched my limbs. Pulling my feet into a pair of flip-flops, I skipped to the bathroom lazily to do my thing. In a few minutes, I was out of the bathroom dressing up for work. I was a bit confused about what to wear so like always, I allowed my hands to do the picking. Eventually, I got my hands on a black pencil skirt that stopped just at my knee with a purple floral blouse. I paired this with purple peep-toe heels but this time, I made sure to pack a pair of slippers
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