“Dude, you are awfully quiet! You are sure nothing is wrong?” Daniel turns to look at me after a while. “Nothing, man! I'm alright!” I replied with a smile. “Hey, Marcus! Don't you have any hotties here in the club?” Daniel turns to ask him. “Have got plenty of them! Should I bring them for ya?" He said, a little bit tipsy. "I have one, though she is very special! And she fucks like hell! Man, she is a pro when it comes to sex!” He continued talking and it was already getting on my nerves. Tightening my fist secretly, I tried hard not to hit his silly mouth. “How dare he describe my woman that way? Down down Chester, she isn't your girl yet! But it's the hard truth though! She literally fucks like a pro!” I said inwardly. “Really? Have you fucked her before?” Daniel asked, with such curiosity that irritates me. “Point of correction, dude! You don't fuck her, rather you get fucked by her! And I haven't got the chance to get laid by her!” He said, laughing loudly. “Wow! Sounds
Quickly I pulled out some dollars from my wallet, placed it on top of the bed with a little note. My plans have been ruined again. I initially wanted to take her along with me after getting a positive response from her. But then, I was unsure if she is going to give me a positive response seeing she is someone I am yet to fully understand. She is originally more steps ahead of my normal flirting games, and for the first time in my life, I am actually afraid of getting rejected by a woman. I was about to close the door when I heard the bathroom door opening but I wasn't intending to explain myself to her. The little note I leave behind will do justice to that. Bringing out my phone, I put a call across Daniel but the dude wasn't picking up. He is probably engaged in his threesome with his hotties. “I will call him tomorrow” I resolved in my mind. I hate being disturbed when fucking someone, and I ain't about to do that to him. “Back to the hotel!” I said on getting closer to the
“I knew she was up to no good! What Damned baby is she talking about? I have never fucked her without a condom, so who owns the growing baby? I need to put her in her place before she grows more wings!” I said while pulling off my shoes. Soon, I entered the bathroom to shower and heard my phone ringing. Coming out of the bathroom still covered in soap, I hurry towards the ringing phone only to see Daniel's caller's ID staring back at me. Feeling disappointed, I answered the call. “Man, you left without letting me know? That is not fair bro!" He said a little bit annoyed. "Calm down, Daniel! Didn't you see my missed calls? You were probably hooked on your threesome when I called you!” I said and he smirked. “I sure did though! But why the rush back home?" "Check the news and see why! I need to sort it out quickly” “Alright, dude! Let me know if I can help in any way, you are my man, Chester!” He said sincerely. Maybe you can help me with this!” I said grinning. “What is that,
"Please, let's welcome the famous football star Los De Mexer'!” I announced , the hall became tense at once while all heads turned backward to see the opening door. Stepping into the hall, a young man looking handsome in his black tuxedo suit, walks towards the stage. Immediately, the camera's flashes increased tremendously. “Please step forward, Mr Los De Mexer!” I said when he reached the front of the stage. “Hello everyone, I am Los De Mexer. Formerly a football player of Rowainland football Club, now a player of Blackwood's Football Club. I am eager to do my best in improving and take the club to the next level with the rest of the team players!” He said to the loud ovation of the audience. “I hope to see your best, Mr Los De Mexer!. Without wasting more time, the signing contract between Mr Los De Mexer will commence immediately". I said and Andrus brought the file to me. Sitting down on the chair placed at one side of the stage, we both proceed in signing the contract
ALEXANDRIA POV “Alex, Alexandria! Come take a look at this!” Sande hurried towards my seat immediately after the lecture ended. “What is it all about?” I said, not interested, and secretly hoping it is not about her recent whining about Murphy's job offer.“Take a look at it yourself, block your head!” She said, on seeing the tired look on my face.“Breaking News! The prestigious Blackwood's Corporation has in today's press conference announced a vacancy for the position of a personal secretary to the CEO himself. All interested candidates are advised to visit the company's website for more details!” I read the headlines with almost a million views, silently on her tabloid. Almost at once, loud and excited whimpering broke out among the ladies in the lecture hall. It was all centered on the same job application.“Alexandria, this is your last chance! Murphy won't wait for you forever, girlfriend!” She said, and I whined inwardly, completely exhausted at the rising bills waiting to b
“Oh, hmm…I am still interested in the job offer!” She said and I couldn't hold back my smile anymore. Andrus was still looking at me. “Please, give me a minute, I will get back to you!” I said and then hung up. “Sir, is anything the matter?" Andrus said, with curiosity in his eyes. “Is there something else you want to inform me about?” I glare at him and he quickly composes him. “Yes, sir! This is the file of legal team B, concerning the industrial park project” He said, before placing it on my desk. “I will go through it” I said and he walked away murmuring to himself but I heard it. “Boss, act strange all the time. A minute he is happy, another minute he is angry! Who can understand him better?" He mumbled and I was not surprised to hear him describe me like that. In this world, especially the cruel business world, you must not show any weaknesses because it will be used against you!. Picking up my phone, I dialed the number back, the moment Andrus closed the door behind hi
Resisting the urge to throw down the phone, I quickly stood up, untied, and tied my necktie back, before slipping both of my hands into my trouser pocket. “This lady seems to be smarter than I thought! I need to be fast about it!” I said to myself, gnashing my teeth. Suddenly I picked up my phone and headed straight for my private elevator. “Boss, where are you going?” Andrus asked on seeing me and did the same. “Stay behind, Andrus, I want to be left alone!” I said in an icing tone, and he withdrew immediately. He went back to his office as the elevator door closed. I shouldn't have told him off in that tone, after all, he wasn't the one that got me pissed off!. Soon, I arrived at my private parking spot, and paused on opening the car door. “Wait a minute! Where the hell am I going?” I questioned myself, before gazing at my reflection on the car. Suddenly I turned back absurdly and headed for the office. “Welcome back, boss!” Andrus said, shocked to see me after a minute. Wi
“Hi, Alexandria!” he said, smiling. “Hello, Drake! How are you doing? It's been a while!” I said, and he smiled again before shrugging his shoulders. “You told me off, remember? Hum, can I sit down beside you?" He asked, staring at me, and I nodded my response. “So, how are you doing?” I spoke up first. “Am doing fine, just feeling down lately!” He said after taking a sip from his red wine. “Really? What happened?” I asked, feeling a little bit concerned for him. “You broke my damned heart, remember? And ever since then, I haven't been myself” He said, and he suddenly stopped drinking. Pushing his glass of wine aside, he turned to fully look at me. “What?” I asked when he silently stared at me. “Why wouldn't you at least give me a chance? I'm hot, young, and not bad looking, and I have got money as well! So, why won't you let me spoil you with money at least since you rejected my offer of love?” He said slowly and I kept quiet at first. Seeing my silence, he stood up and tried
The night of my business launch, I stood at the center of the event, surrounded by flashing cameras, luxury-clad investors, and Manhattan’s elite. This was my night. My future. And nothing—nothing—was going to ruin it. Until I saw him. Chester Blackwood. Tall. Unbothered. Infuriatingly confident. Dressed in a midnight-black suit, he strode in like he belonged there—like he owned the damn room. My heart slammed against my ribs.Oh, hell no. I stormed toward him, ignoring the whispers and the press who were already snapping photos..I forced a smile—because I would not make a scene. Not here. Not tonight. "What the hell are you doing here?" I hissed under my breath. He smiled. Smug. Relaxed. Completely in control."I’m here to support my wife," he said smoothly. I stiffened. "I’m not your wife anymore." His gaze dropped deliberately to my stomach. "Are you sure about that?" My breath hitched. He wouldn’t—he couldn’t— "Chester," I warned. He leaned in, voice dropping. "Re
ALEXANDRIA POV The moment I stepped into the restaurant, I regretted everything. The cameras were already flashing outside. Dozens of reporters, onlookers, and paparazzi had gathered to watch my first public appearance with Chester Blackwood And he? He looked like he was born for this. Seated at a private table, dressed in a tailored black suit, exuding power, he gave me a slow, deliberate once-over as I approached. "You’re late," he murmured. I forced a smile, sliding into my seat. "Traffic." His eyes gleamed with amusement. "You mean you almost didn’t show up." I ignored that. A waiter appeared immediately, offering an expensive bottle of wine. Chester dismissed it with a flick of his wrist. "Water," he said. My heart stopped. He seems to be catching up with things about pregnant women. I kept my face neutral. "No wine for you?" His gaze flickered to my stomach. Barely noticeable, but I saw it. I gripped my napkin under the table. If he knew, he wasn’t saying it yet.
"You can tell yourself that all you want," he murmured. "But we both know the truth." I turned on my heel. "We’re done here." "Alex." His voice stopped me. For a second, I hesitated. For a second, I almost turned back. But I didn’t. Instead, I forced my feet to move, stepping into my car, and slamming the door shut. I had to shut him out. Because if I didn’t—he’d find a way in. ******* CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV She was running. Again!. I clenched my fists, watching her car disappear down the street. For weeks, I’d played by her rules. Let her shut me out. Let her build her defenses. But tonight? I changed the rules. And I wasn’t stopping. I pulled out my phone and dialed Andrus. "Boss?" "Prepare a press release," I said. "I want a statement out first thing in the morning." He hesitated. "What kind of statement?" I smirked. "The kind that makes it impossible for Alex to ignore me." ****** ALEXANDRIA POV By the time I got home, my phone was blowing up. Ava had sent ove
I pointed to the door, my body shaking. He hesitated. Just for a moment. Then he nodded once, stepping back. But before he walked out, he turned to face me one last time. "This isn’t over." His voice was calm, certain. "You can keep shutting me out. Keep pretending you don’t feel anything. But I’m not leaving." His gaze flickered to my stomach. "Not when I have two hearts to fight for." Then, without another word, he walked out. Leaving me standing in the middle of my apartment, breathless, trembling, and utterly, completely lost. I didn’t sleep that night. His’s words haunted me. "Not when I have two hearts to fight for." Damn him. I should have been relieved that he left. That I had thrown him out before he could sink his claws deeper into my life. But instead, I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, my hands resting over my stomach. Because no matter how much I hated him, no matter how much I wanted to erase him from my life… He was still the father of my child. And he wasn’
The color drained from her face for a split second before she recovered. "Oh, Alex. Always so dramatic." I watch Chester’s gaze snapped to her. Sharp. Furious. Good. Let him see exactly who she was. I tilted my head. "You’re right. Almost dying in a staircase accident orchestrated by my husband’s mistress is such a trivial thing." Gasps rippled through the nearby guests. Natasha’s smirk faltered. Chester s jaw tightened. "Alex—" But I didn’t give him a chance. I turned to the crowd. "Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a charity to support. Unlike some, I actually care about something other than my ego." Then, without another glance, I walked away. And for the first time in a long time… I felt like I won. ******* CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV Natasha barely had time to process her humiliation before I grabbed her wrist and yanked her aside. She gasped. "Chester—" "Enough." My voice was lethal. "You shouldn’t have come." She recovered quickly, her eyes flashing with fake innocenc
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I waited. The moment the article went live, I knew she’d see it. Knew she’d react.The invitation wasn’t a request. It was a challenge.And Alex? She never backed down from a challenge.Andrus walked into my office. "Ms. Alexandria's PR team just released a statement."I leaned forward. "And?"His lips twitched. "She confirmed her attendance."I smirked. Checkmate.Now all I had to do was make sure that when she walked into that gala...She walked out as mine.*****ALEXANDRIA POV The night of the gala arrived too soon.Dressed in a sleek, midnight blue gown that hugged my curves, I stepped out of the car, my head high. Cameras flashed like lightning, reporters shouting my name.But I was ready. Chester had thrown down the gauntlet, and I was about to show him I wasn’t just playing defense—I was fighting back.Adrienne linked her arm through mine, whispering, "You look like you own this city. President Chester’s not going to know what hit him."I smirked. "Good.
Claire I was in the middle of a meeting when my phone blew up with notifications. Adrienne’s urgent text popped up first: "Claire. Turn on the news. NOW." Dread coiled in my stomach as I grabbed the remote and flipped to the business channel. Leon’s face filled the screen, standing behind a podium at a press conference. His expression was calm, composed. But his next words sent shockwaves through my entire body. "I’m moving Sinclair Industries’ headquarters to Manhattan—permanently." The reporters exploded with questions. "Does this have anything to do with your ex-wife, Claire Sinclair?" Leon’s lips quirked slightly. "Claire isn’t just my ex-wife. She’s the woman I love. And I’m not leaving New York without a fight." Gasps filled the room. I felt my entire world tilt. This wasn’t just a private battle anymore. Leon had just turned our war into a public spectacle. And now, the world was watching. --- Next Chapter: With the media buzzing, Claire is backed into a corner
ALEXANDRIA POV I stared at my laptop screen, my hands gripping the edges of my desk so tightly my knuckles turned white.This wasn’t happening. This couldn’t be happening."The deal’s off," my business partner, Adrienne, had said over the phone. "We just got word—the company we were finalizing the contract with has been fully acquired by the Blackwood's Industrial Sector."I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself to stay calm. "What does that have to do with us?"Adrienne hesitated. "Ms. Alex… hmm...it means , President Chester owns it now. Which means he owns our deal, too. And word is—he’s pulling out."My stomach twisted into knots. This wasn’t a coincidence. This was him.This was Chester, deliberately ruining the biggest opportunity I’d had since moving to Manhattan—just to force me back into his world.That bastard! I ended the call and slammed my laptop shut, rage rising beneath my skin.He wanted a fight? Fine. He was going to get one.*****CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I leaned bac
He poured us both a glass of wine, studying me carefully before speaking. "How have you been?" I let out a dry laugh. "You don’t get to ask me that." His jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. "I’ve been looking into obstetricians in Manhattan. The best of the best—whatever you need." My heart lurched, but I forced my face to remain blank. "I don’t need your help." "You’re carrying my child, Alex. That makes it my responsibility too." "Funny, because you didn’t care about responsibilities when you were busy chasing Natasha." His entire body tensed. "I told you—I made mistakes." "Yeah? Well, some mistakes cost too much to fix." Silence. He took a slow sip of wine, his gaze never leaving mine. "What will it take?" I frowned. "What?" "For you to believe me. To give me a chance." I exhaled sharply, gripping my glass tighter. "That’s just it, Chester. I don’t want to give you a chance. I don’t need to believe you. I’ve already moved on." Something dark flickered in his