Vanya's POVHer eyes stared back at me. "Will I? Let me let in you in on a little secret." She leaned into my ear. "I know it's you in those pictures. You think I've forgotten where your birthmarks are? Think again. Bestie." I panicked, then I remembered something.That was impossible. Every trace that could point that picture to me had been erased. Birthmarks included.Josephine is bluffing. She's lying, and she's trying to see my reaction. She wants to know how I'll react to her taunts. She wants to know that she has gotten me. She wants to know if it's me in that picture. And then she'll use it to spread more rumours about me."Is that so?" I met her eyes and chuckled. "It seems to me that your man isn't just fucking you alone, Josephine. Why don't you take your grievances to him and leave me the fuck out of it?"She looked taken aback. I knew it. I knew she was bluffing and trying to wrench a reaction out of me. Thank the goddess I dodged that bullet. "This isn't over yet, Vany
Vanya's POVThe house was quite. The kids hadn't returned from school yet. Emily had texted me with news that a small project came up after school and she was with them, but they would be a little late.I went to the kitchen to drop off the groceries I had bought. I took my time stashing everything away, once I was done I drank some water and sat at the island stool.My head felt like it was overheating. So much had happened during the day. With Cian, Josephine, then Tristan.What am I even supposed to do right now?I grabbed my head and crouched down on the table. I felt so tired like I could fall asleep on the island right there. And not to mention I had to meet with my suppliers tomorrow and clear up the air about some malicious rumors that had been spreading about me.All thanks to my darling friend, Josephine. So much for love right? So much for having friends?I got up and took a bottle of water. Why is the house so quiet? I wondered. Marco's car was still parked outside. And s
VANYA'S POV:"Miss Jacob, a surprise seeing you here." Jonas, the head of my ingredients supplier. He rose to his feet as I walked into his office. He got close and extended his hand for a handshake. "A surprise?" I asked as I shook his hand "I called you and informed you of my coming here."Recollection flashed in his eyes and he nodded. "Ah, I see. Please, have a seat. I'm sorry for the error."I took a seat. He sat on the other side of the desk, watching me closely. I noticed how tense he was, like he was really nervous about something. I cocked my head to the side and watched him closely.I swear to the heavens I've had such a stress ful day. "I'll get down to business." I said, hoping to get this done and go on with the rest of my activities lined up for the day. "Do we have a restored deal or not?"He folded his hands together, looking extremely uncomfortable. "Miss Jacob, you are aware with the nature of the stories all over the...""You know those stories aren't true." I cu
VANYA'S POV"You've been avoiding all my calls," Cian said morosely. "Why is that so? All I want to do is talk and yet you don't want to."I wonder what kind of business Jonas has with Cian Valor of all people. and if Jonas was maintaining the story of not working with me because of the supposed stories about me on the net, then how about Cian who's images were all over the place too?"I don't have anything left to say to you, Cian. Please stop bothering me." I said and turned to leave. Damn it! Just how awkward can my day get? Just when I thought everything was maybe going to boil down. It boils over.I looked at Josephine, and all I could see was the hurt in her yes.I mean, I'm not revelling in the fact that her boyfriend is looking at me. But, let her have a taste of it. She was the very same reason Cian rejected me. She was there. And she pretended like she was my friend while I was in the hospital suffering from a broken mate bond. Not that I have any intentions of getting ba
Vanya's POV:"You seem happy today, did the meeting with Jonas go well?" Tara asked. She clutched her notebook close to her chest, and I noticed on squinting that her hands were trembling. "No, not exactly," I smiled softly. "It has gone to hell. But that's not why I'm happy."I returned to my office in a wonderful mood. I literally hummed all the way here. I stopped by a bakery and got myself a box of cupcakes and a milkshake. After that I made a mental note to get some cute jewelry that I had been eyeing for a while now. All in, I was feeling amazing. "That's good," Tara said with an uneasy laugh. "About that um... that event that was supposed to happen next week, what's the...""Tara?" I called, a frown on my face. "Tara what's the problem?""Problem?" She laughed and turned, looking at the wall. I followed her glance and stared at the blank wall. Except it wasn't blank , there was a painting that hung there. "There's no problem." She said."Tara is it about the painting, you don
VANYA'S POV:It took a couple more minutes for Tara to be completely okay. She ate two more cupcakes, munching on them with a faraway look in her eyes. She would turn and glance at the painting on the wall. At a point I told her fine, that she could take it down if it bothered her so much.All this had happened, and it wasn't even lunch time yet.I told Tara to go back home immediately and thankfully she did so without much complaints. She hugged me before she left, her shoulders relaxing a bit. I was glad to help.After she had left, I brushed myself up and changed into a spare out fit I had carried with me. These days I was starting to keep an extra outfit with me, every since Josephine spilled her coffee on me and I was left with a huge coffee stain on my clothes all day.Oh that's right, I haven't paid her back for that right? She ruined one of my favorite clothes ever. She doesn't get to walk away with that. As I came out of my bathroom, I heard my phone ringing. I walked over
Vanya's POV I blinked at the screen of my laptop which stared back at me. No search found. It said. I keyed in 'Cian Valour scandal' again and hit the search button. Still the same thing. What the hell?! How did all the pictures I had uploaded minutes ago vanish just like that? I bit my nails, trying to figure out how this had happened so fast. I looked at the screen, and then looked down at my keyboard, a thought coming to my mind.I keyed in 'Vanya Jacob Rumours'... Nothing. I refreshed the page, still nothing. I watched the screen, wondering how Cian had recovered so fast from the poison, fast enough to order everything to be taken down in mere minutes.My phone began to buzz, moving my attention from the screen of my laptop.An unknown number. I hesitated for a moment, pondering on who it could be. And the only one that came blaring in my mind was Cian. Picking up the phone, I turned on the speaker."Hello?" I slowly breathed."You don't even know how to do a good job." The voi
Cian's POV I whistled as I knotted my tie, going for a deep purple tie and suit, almost black that made my gold eyes pop. I examined myself in the mirror one last time, smiling with satisfaction at how divine I looked. Although divine was not even a word close enough to describe my looks.I watched the parked cars, trying to figure out which one to make use of today. "David." I called my head of security. "Come." He gave me a bow. "What colour of car do you think would be best suites for my suit today?""I think white would be perfect sir.""Perfect." I replayed the word in my head. Savouring the sound of it. I was perfect, infact, I am perfect. And more than anything, it was very good to hear it. Even though I knew he wasn't talking about me, but about the car. Who cared anyway? A perfect car could only be rocked well by a perfect man.Picking out a white car asking the fleet of cars in my possession, I adjusted my tie, and headed for my destination."Shall I come with you Alpha?" D
Vanya's POV "Vanya!" Angel screamed running out to meet me as I walked with fury towards my car. The only thing on my mind—what I had just heard. "Vanya!" She roughly turned me, backing away as she beheld my face. Before her eyes moved to the woman that I had been with, as she walked out of the house. She glared at the woman before looking back at me. "Where are you going? What's wrong?" "Nothing," I replied with a straight face. "I just want to pay my guardians a visit." The word guardians was an effort to spit out as it almost choked me. "Help me look after the kids just for one more day... Just for today. I'll be back soon." I unlocked the car with the key and got into it. "Is that all?" She asked not believing me at all. "Yes." I exhaled. "That's all. And when Tristan returns, tell him not to come after me." I shouldn't have added that suspicious piece of information, but I had to. To prevent anyone from coming to find me. "Vanya." My so-called mum spoke. I hit the steerin
Vanya's POV "Tristan!" Her voice came out almost like a shriek and a crashing sound followed suit accompanied by her unsteady breathing... And their others. Shit the twins. "What's wrong?" Tristan had straightened up, and my face had gone pale. "Rouges." She said, her breathing still unstable, her voice barely audible. "Is that daddy?" Andrew's voice came on. "Shh." She shushed him up. "They had gotten in while we were out. But we had seen them before they could see..." A loud sound came from the phone, like furniture being shifted against the tile floor before we heard the twins scream. "Shit!" Angel exclaimed, and the line went dead. "No!" My hands flew to my mouth as I sprang up from the bench, the ice cream in my hands finding refuge on the floor. "Vanya." Tristan turned me to him. "Breathe. They're going to be fine." "We need to leave. Now." "I know." "You'll have to call your men to come pick up the bags." He nodded. We boarded a cab with nothing but the clothes on
Vanya's POV When Tristan and I finally saw it fit to get out of the tub, we had breakfast at one of the choicest restaurants nearby. We had contemplated room service, but we were here to explore together. Room service only had many confinements, and we had had enough of that and could go back to it after our honeymoon. But not now. We had Duck Confit for breakfast, accompanied by a drink they called Perrier. The waiter that had served us mentioned something about the drink saying it was a brand of sparkling mineral water sourced from a particular spring in either the south of France. He said a lot which I couldn't remember. Tristan and I had only nodded understanding little or none of what he had said. The only thing that registered in our brains was sparkling mineral water. The rest is gone. After breakfast, we got some macarons at a nearby kiosk, as we walked the streets back to our hotel. Our fingers were intertwined as we walked, the street music filling our ears with awe an
Vanya's POV He giggled and broke out into a genuine laugh. One of its kind. A laughter that came from deep within his soul. And I couldn't have asked for more from Celeste. The laughter finally died down, and we just stood, watching each other, none of us breaking eye contact. He carefully sat me down on the bed, not breaking eye contact. My hands went to face, brushing away strands of hair, then moved to his cheeks and his lips before my eyes went back to his eyes. He squatted there, watching me before I leaned in and gave him a brief kiss. I moved back. "That's it?" It was the calm in his voice that made me laugh. "You're hungry," I replied getting up from the bed. "Let's eat. " Before I could get a reply, I walked to the door of the bedroom and into the sitting room. It was when I got to the exit that he leaned at the door of the bedroom pouting. "I don't know you were the teasing type." He grumbled walking towards me. His voice dropped an octave. "Perhaps I have a lot to
Vanya's POV *Later that evening* "Don't you worry. You know how well they go with me." Angel gave me a full-toothed smile, before hugging me. "You can do all you want to." She gave me a cocky grin, repeatedly raising her eyebrows. I snarled at her as the kids came out of the house rubbing their sleepy eyes. I hugged them both, kissing their foreheads. "Can't we go with you and daddy?" Ryan whined. I giggled softly, ruffling his hair. "You cat come with mummy and daddy." Behind me, I heard the car booth close shut and Tristan's footsteps as he approached us. "But we want to go." Andrew looked up at Tristan with pleasing eyes. He bent down as I did, taking both of them in his arms. "We won't be gone for long." He assured them with a smile, before hugging them and getting up. "Aunty Angel will take care of you till we return." They reluctantly nodded, stepping toward Angel. He nodded to her as she turned to go in, but stopped before turning to us, the kids backing the entire sce
Vanya's POV I glanced up to see Emilia, her eyes glistening with tears of pride and love. She held a handkerchief to her face, and I could see the joy radiating from her, a mirror of my own emotions. It was a beautiful reflection of our journey together, and in that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the support she had always given me. I glanced beside her, biting the smiles on Tara, Angel, and Maureen's faces. My employees, a few inches from my family, were looking at me with such love that melted my heart that I couldn't help the tears that slid down my cheeks. Vladimir winked at me, giving me a slight nod and a broad smile. The hall was filled with the soft murmur of whispers and laughter, creating an atmosphere charged with joy. Friends exchanged knowing glances, their eyes sparkling with excitement. Then my gaze drifted to the altar, where Tristan stood, looking dashing in his tailored suit. His face was a mixture of disbelief and pure love as our eyes met.
VANYA'S POV: Glory to the moon goddess that I had slipped away from all the partying and music to get some sleep. My eyes opened to bright light streaming into my room, I turned away from the light to behold the elegance of my gown. My eyes widened as I shot up from the bed. As four smiling faces met mine. I began to worry that the gown hadn't arrived yesterday even after the manager of the gown shop had told me that it'd arrive before the end of yesterday. But here it was, my nerves soothed. My mind drifted to the first time I had seen it—the perfect balance of elegance and simplicity. The way the fabric shimmered in the light, the delicate beading on the bodice, the intricate lacework along the hem, it was everything I had dreamed of and more. And I could see it all come together—the veil, the shoes, the flowers in my hair. And I knew that when I'd step into that gown later today, I’d feel like I’m stepping into the next chapter of my life—one I will write with Tristan, as his
Vanya's POV ***The evening leading to my wedding*** The sun is just beginning to dip beneath the horizon, casting a soft, golden glow over the world as I sit at my vanity, staring at the reflection in front of me. My heart was beating faster than I had expected it to, finding it hard to believe that the day I’d dreamed of for so long was finally here—well, soon be. Tomorrow—in a few hours, I’ll soon marry Tristan, the love of my life, the man who has captured my heart completely. And as surreal as it felt, the preparation process was quickly grounding me in the reality of what was about to happen. I closed my eyes for a moment still seated where I was and in the quiet of my room, the enormity of what was ahead settled over me. I never imagined that wedding planning would be this intense, and this consuming. There was the dress, the flowers, the invitations, the catering—which was handled by my company of course, and also the constant question of whether every little detail would b
Vanya's POVThe week that followed after the engagement was a daze for me. All I could think of was the proposal, his words, and the emotions in his eyes. I couldn't help but stare at the ring as he dropped me off at work the next morning. We hadn't yet agreed on a date. What could I say? It was just a day into the proposal.He killed the ignition, turning to me. "You didn't have to come to my house to drive me to work.""I didn't have to. But I did because I wanted to. Didn't want my future wife to get all stressed with driving." He smirked and stepped out of the car to my side, opening the door. I smiled as I got out, not taking our eyes off each other as I stepped out while he shut the car door."Thank you," I said, my voice nearly a whisper. "Anytime." I smiled and turned to move to the company when I stopped in my tracks. After a brief contemplation within myself, I turned and ran to him a few feet away and kissed him full on the lips before turning back and walking as fast as m