“You tell me, Milady? You kept on asking after him every fucking minutes and I am wondering why?” "He is my friend! A very good friend at that! It is only proper that I ask after his well-being since the person in question suddenly disappeared without informing me" I said, getting worked up, now. "Come to think of it, Alex! If you guys are actually very… good... friends, as you claimed to be! Why then did he not inform you about not attending the wedding? I mean our wedding!” He said, his arm across his chest, silently waiting for my reply. “Wait a minute! You mean he knew you were going to get married to me?” She said, while sitting upright on the bed. “Alright! What the hell have I done now? Shit! Why can't I keep quiet sometimes? She is the cause of it! Always annoying with Murphy this, and Murphy that!” I said inwardly. “Hello! I'm still waiting for your answer, Mr man!” She said, looking annoyed. “Point of correction, honey! I am your soon to be husband! And it's better if
“She keeps on talking about Murphy. Have you seen Murphy? What about Murphy? Murphy this, Murphy that! I am tired of listening to her daily whining about Murphy! Why can't she talk about me, huh? After all, it's the same person!” I said, not answering his previous question.“Look, Chester! I am gonna side her on this one, after all you create this mess yourself! Come to think of it! I am still trying to figure out why you had to create a multiple identities for yourself! I mean why?” He said but I kept mute. “I believe you don't have a reasonable answer to that! But if I where you, I would stop with this pretence already, and come out clean! Or better still, use this opportunity to show her the real you!” He said, and I smiled at him. It was a smile of my silent gratitude to him. “I will! Thank you man!” I said still smiling, before shifting back the bottle of wine to him.“What are we friends for! It seems, I'm the only one left with the choice of fucking fresh hotties henceforth!”
“Thank you Selena, you did a great job!” I said with a faint smile, and she smiled back me, while trying to clip the white color veil to the bun styled hair. “This is my wedding? Am i really getting married today?”. Secretly pinching my arm just to be sure, the pain quickly explained the reality of my thoughts. Suddenly I felt weird, and strange. It was a mixed feeling of being homesick, and loneness. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I tried my best not to mess up the makeup. “Madame! Are you okay? You suddenly look pale!” Selena asked, peeping at my face. “What! Oh it's nothing, Selena! I am fine!” I said with a forced smile. “Seriously, I am fine, Selena!” I had to reassure her when she kept staring at my face. Those Amber color eyes of her, saying otherwise. “Go and inform them about us being ready!” I said, and she smiled before hurrying out of the room. Quickly I brought out my phone, and dialed a number. After going to the voicemail for the second time, I throw the phone on the
“Oh! They are here!” My mom said, giggling happily like a bride about to meet her groom. First, Christain entered the hall, followed by her with Selena holding her flowing gown, and then the three bodyguards attached to her. My heart started racing fast while she approach me, looking elegant in the wedding dress. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I snapped out of thoughts, when she was finally standing at my front. “What took you so long?” I snapped at her, and I then wished I never did. She jolt slightly, shifted backwards away from me, her face going pale. “Chester! What is wrong with you?” Mom yelled loudly at me. “That so harsh of you, brother!" My sister said with a frown. "Yeah! You can't yell at your bride on the wedding day!” Antonia said, her eyes widen in shock. “Dude, I'm surprised at your mannerism sometimes! I never knew you to be such a dickhead!” Daniel said, and I felt bad immediately. “Apologize to her now!” My dad said coldly, and the hall went dead silent. *********
“Darling! We are here!” A hand tapped my shoulder gently, while I slowly open my eyes to see us parked at the front of a villa. The sheer natural beauty made of exotic flowers, and serene atmosphere of this place were simply breathtaking, making it the most beautiful place, more beautifully structured than the other one. I thought that was all until we entered inside the villa, and my eyes widens on seeing the expansive marble floors, high-end appliances, and state-of-the-art home theater system were just a few things to mention. “My god! This must cost a fortune!” I whimpers. “You like this place?” He asked, and I was surprised that he could hear my whimpers. “I love it! It is beautiful!" I say, turning three hundred and sixty degrees to examine it's interior design and excellent decorations. “Well, am glad you did! Well to our honeymoon, darling!” He said still watching my mannerism “Honeymoon?" I turned to look at him. "Yes! Why? You don't like this place anymore?" His eye
"Who is coming? Oh! Your husband? Sorry to disturb you guys! Talk to you later, lovebirds!” She immediately ended the video call, I turned sharply to see him staring at me. Well that wasn't just a stare, it was a dangerous glare in his eyes. Swallowing hard, I shifted uncomfortably before deciding to check on the steamy pot on the gas. “Who were you talking to?” He asked, and i turned to looks at him. “Oh! I was talking to my friend Sande! You know her right? I have…umm…. mentioned her to you before!” I said smiling, but he didn't. His eyes were cold, and darkened with emotions I can't yet find it meaning to. “And what were you discussing with her?” “Umm…I was talking about…I meant she was actually congratulating me on getting married!” I swallowed hard. “Really?” He narrowed his eyes at me. “Yeah! Nothing more!” “Kitten, I hope you are not lying to me? Because if I find out about whatsoever lies you are trying to cover up, you won't like my reaction!” He said, and then walked
“Definitely not, dude! I might as well inform your mom about this! Because this is insane for goodness sake!” “The least you can do is not to create more problems for me with my mom!” I said with a meancing tone. “Alright! But am not on this one dude, because I know it won't work out well, just like your first plan!" Without any more word, we both sat down quietly sipping brandy. After about twenty minutes, I left the club heading somewhere else. ********** ALEXANDRIA POV It's being three days since I last saw Chester. He hasn't come back home since the last time I saw him glaring at me in the kitchen, and I am getting worried now. At first, I thought he is still angry with me for god knows what. But when he didn't come back home on the second, and third day, i panicked. I tried calling his line but it ringing for eternity without him picking up or at least returning my calls. Informing his mom about it won't do any good! It will only increase the awkwardness between us. “What
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV “You should have done something or say something to annoy her! What then am I paying you for, miss Romanoff?" I say, glaring at her. "Well she doesn't care, because she doesn't like you! Even a blind man can feel it!” She said shrugging her shoulders. “I didn't get you hired just for you to fucking let me know about your opinions! Nah, sweetheart! I got your pretty ass hired just for you to make her jealous!” “Well, it's wouldn't work on her! But I will try my best though!" She said on second thought after seeing my red eyes. “You better! Now, you can get your ass over to the guest room but remember to come over here earlier before she wakes up! You may left!” I asked and she walked out. “Fuck, fuck!” I throwed the pillows out on the ground. Rakd my hair roughly before entering the bathroom to freshen up. *********** ALEXANDRIA POV “What a delightful morning!" I yawned loudly, looked at the digital clock and then walked into the bathroom to freshen up
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I barely paid attention as to my mother's finalized the details of my first meeting with Madeline Brooks. The so-called “perfect match” my parents had chosen for me. I knew I was expected to play along, to sit through dinner, smile, and pretend to care. But deep down, there was only one woman on my mind—Alex.... Despite all my efforts, she remained a ghost, slipping further away with each passing day. My private investigators had failed me. My mother’s words about Alex being dead still haunted me, but my heart refused to believe it. She was out there. She had to be. The night of the dinner came faster than i expected. Seated in an upscale restaurant, i barely glanced at Madeline as she spoke animatedly about her family’s businesses. “I know your mother wanted us to meet,” she said, swirling her wine glass. “But honestly, Chester, you look like you’d rather be anywhere else.” I smirked, leaning back in my chair. “Observant.” Madeline sighed. “Look, I’m not in
Meanwhile… Across the country, I sat hunched on the edge of my bed, my head pounding violently. A cold sweat drenched my skin, my entire body burning with fever.I clenched my fists, struggling to breathe. muscles ached, my vision swam, and my limbs felt unbearably heavy. My mother’s words from earlier haunted me. "Maybe she’s truly dead…my breath hitched, with chest tightening with agony. No. Alex wasn’t dead. She couldn’t be. But as my fever worsened, my mind began playing cruel tricks on me. I could hear her voice....soft, distant ...calling out to me. I could see the way she used to look at me, love shining in her eyes… before that love turned into pain. “Alex…” I rasped, gripping my temples as dizziness overtook me. Then, everything went black.*****CHRISTIAN POVI have been waiting downstairs, rushed up after hearing the loud thud from my boss's bedroom. My heart nearly stopped when I found my boss collapsed on the floor, completely unresponsive. “Shit! Boss!” With
Daniel, who had been silently watching, let out a deep breath. "She’s right, you know," he muttered. I remained still. "You should’ve treated her better," Daniel added. "You had everything, man. And now—" He shook his head. "You’re just letting yourself rot." I didn’t respond. I barely noticed when Daniel left, the villa falling into silence once again. Then, as if moving on instinct, I stumbled toward my bedroom. My feet felt heavy, my chest tight, as i entered the dark space, and headed straight for the bathroom. Without removing my clothes, i turned the shower on, stepping beneath the cold water. It hit me like a shock to the system. Memories flooded my mind. Alex’s laughter, her soft voice, the way she used to look at me when she still believed in me. Then the pain. The way her eyes darkened with betrayal. The way she flinched whenever i raised his voice. The way she walked away, leaving me with nothing but regret. A deep, strangled sob tore from my throat. I pressed my
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I stared at the bottom of my glass, the amber liquid barely reflecting the man I had become.A ghost!. A shell of the arrogant, ruthless businessman I once was.It had been months. Long, agonizing months since Alex disappeared. Since she left without a single trace, vanishing from my world like a cruel illusion.At first, i had been convinced i would find her. That no matter where she ran, no matter how far she tried to escape, i would track her down and bring her back.But every lead ended in nothing. Every investigator failed him.Every single day without her chipped away at my sanity, leaving me to drown in a darkness no one could pull me from."That’s enough, Chester," Daniel's voice cut through the thick silence of the Villa. In shame, I had returned back to Washington DC. My parents and some business partners laughed me to scorn. But, did I care?. Daniel, His best friend, was the only one who hadn't given up on me. And night , as usual, he stood near th
ALEXANDRIA POV The room was filled with the sharp cries of a newborn, his tiny fists clenched as he took his first breath in this world.Tears streamed down my face as the nurse gently placed him in my arms. His skin was soft, warm, and his little chest rose, and fell as he let out whimpers, adjusting to life outside the womb.I was exhausted, but nothing could dull the overwhelming love that consumed me whole.My son. I wiped my tears as I took a better look at him, and the moment my eyes landed on his face, my breath hitched.His sharp features. The familiar curve of his lips.The same gray, piercing eyes.No… it wasn’t possible.Yet, as I traced the contours of his face, there was no denying it. He looked exactly like Chester Despites my moments of Joy, a part of me shattered all over again. I had fought so hard, left everything behind, built an entirely new life to escape him.And yet, every time I looked at my son, he would be staring right back at me?."What is wrong, Alex?"
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I couldn’t breathe. The moment I walked into her apartment and found it empty, a deep, suffocating panic took hold of me.Alex, was gone!. There was no forwarding address. No goodbye note. Nothing. My hands trembled as I gripped the back of a chair, my entire body feeling cold, hollow, shattered. I lost her. I really lost her this time. The pain in my chest was unbearable, a sharp, twisting knife that dug deeper with every second. I had fought for her. Begged for her. Waited for her. And she still chose to leave?. A bitter, hollow laugh escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. For months, I had believed that if I just tried harder, if I just proved myself, she would come back to me. But now? Now, I was nothing but a miserable, broken man, still madly, crazily in love with a woman who didn’t want me anymore. I pressed my hands over my face, my chest heaving as the suffocating truth settled in. If Alex was t
And I will spend the rest of my life proving that to you, whether you let me back in or not." I swallowed, looking away. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to hold onto my anger. But then, his voice softened. "I don’t just want to be in the baby’s life, Alex. I want to be in yours." I met his gaze, my heart hammering fast like a wheel. "Say the word," he whispered. "And I’ll walk away. But if there’s even a part of you that still feels something for me—tell me, and I’ll never stop fighting for us." The weight of his words crushed me. Because the truth was… I still felt something. And I hated it. "I just need time, Chester." His expression flickered—hope, pain, frustration. But he nodded. "I’ll wait." His voice was steady, but I could see the strain in his eyes. I swallowed hard. "This isn't just about us. It’s about our child. I need to be sure." He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "I understand, Alex. Take all the time you need." And with that, he left, but not
I never thought I’d find myself in this position again—sitting across from Chester's mother. She has to come over to Manhattan. Defended me from Natasha and her endless emotional torture. This woman has always looked out for me and I am grateful for her love. I can't just ignore her call anymore. She sat before me, her posture composed as always and her eyes… they held what I have come to love her for.Genuine concern. For me. For the baby. And also, for her son. The private dining room of one of Manhattan’s most exclusive restaurants was quiet, save for the distant hum of conversation from outside. A setting fitting for a Blackwood matriarch, but I felt so much warmth sitting before her. Strangely enough, I felt at peace. I felt this feeling I had missed for some months now. And I regret putting her in the dark. I wish I didn't pushed her away when she offered to help. "Thank you for meeting me," She said, her voice cool and kind. I folded my hands in my lap. "I almost didn’t.
I stared at the screen in disbelief. Natasha stood behind a podium, her expression carefully crafted—vulnerable yet poised. "I know the world sees me as the villain," she began, her voice trembling just enough to be convincing. "But I never meant to hurt anyone." Liar. I gritted my teeth as she continued. "CEO Chester Blackwood and I have history. A deep, undeniable connection. And while I’ve made mistakes, so has he." She exhaled, her eyes glistening with fake tears. "The truth is, Chester has always come back to me. Even after Alex left, he—" I shut the laptop. I couldn’t listen anymore. I had been through enough. She was trying to break me. To make me doubt everything. But I wouldn’t let her win. Not this time. Ava stormed into my office, her phone clutched in her hand. "Boss, you need to see this." I tensed. "More headlines?" "Not just headlines." She turned the phone around. It was a live feed. Of Chester. Standing outside Natasha’s press conference. With a microph