I walked into the house, exhausted from the long night at the hospital, but determined to freshen up and get some clean clothes for Monica and Austin. But before I could even take a step further, my grandfather’s voice stopped me in my tracks.“Chase, we need to talk.”I turned to face him, my eyes narrowing slightly. “What is it, Grandfather?”He sighed, his eyes clouding over with a mix of guilt and concern. “It’s about Ariel. She’s causing chaos at the company, and if we don’t do something, everything will collapse.”My mind raced back to my promise to Ariel, and I felt a surge of anger. “What do you know about her accusations, Grandfather? And no lies this time.”He poured himself a drink, his hands shaking slightly before settling on the couch. “I know everything, Chase. I was the one who ordered the IT guy to steal funds from Benjamin’s company. I was jealous of their success, and I let my pride get the better of me.”My eyes widened in shock, my heart racing with anger. “Y
Monica stormed into the hospital room, her eyes blazing with anger and jealousy as the receptionist had already told her they had a visit. She was met with a scene that made her heart twist with pain. Ariel was sitting on the bed, playing with Austin, who was laughing and giggling like she had never seen before. Chase was standing beside them, a smile on his face, looking like the perfect family.Monica’s eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possessiveness and anger. Who was this woman, and why was she encroaching on her family? She felt a surge of resentment towards Ariel, who seemed to be effortlessly winning over her son’s affections.“What is she doing here?” Monica demanded, her voice cold and harsh.Chase turned to her, his smile faltering. “Monica, I invited Ariel to come and visit Austin. She’s been a big help-“Monica cut him off, her voice rising. “I don’t want her here. She’s not welcome.”Ariel looked up, her eyes meeting Monica’s. “I understand,” she said quietly. “I’ll
ARIEL I walked into the office, exhausted from a long day of meetings, and was greeted by the warm smile of my father. He held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and his eyes shone with pride.“Ariel, my dear, congratulations!” he exclaimed, wrapping me in a tight hug. “I can’t believe my daughter is the CEO of Coles Group!”I smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. “Thanks, Dad. It’s been a long journey, but I made it.”We sat down, and I filled him in on the latest developments – the missing funds, my plans to promote Caleb, and my ultimate goal of leaving Coles Group once I’d achieved my revenge.As we talked, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the office. But our conversation was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. I answered, my heart skipping a beat as I heard Sophia’s trembling voice on the other end.“Ariel, it’s Sophia. I’m so sorry… Chase was here… he took the twins…”My world came crashing down around me. I felt a wave of panic
Ariel’s heart raced as Chase’s hands explored her body, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn’t deny the passion that still existed between them, and Chase’s eyes seemed to burn with desire. As they entered the house, the silence was palpable, and Ariel’s father’s absence was a relief. The kids and Sophia were asleep, and the darkness seemed to envelop them in a private world.Chase’s lips claimed hers, and Ariel felt herself melting into his embrace. His hands roamed freely, igniting fires that had long been dormant. She moaned softly, her body betraying her doubts.As they reached her room, Chase laid her on the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. Ariel’s mind raced with conflicting emotions – desire, fear, and uncertainty. But Chase’s gentle touch and ardent gaze silenced her doubts, and she surrendered to the passion that had always defined their relationship.Their lips met again, and the world around them dissolved. The only reality was the burning desire that had brought the
ARIEL COLES“I’m working late again; do not wait for me,” “Again!?” “Yeah. I have to go now.” He says and hangs up so quickly that he doesn’t have to hear what I say next. That was a phone call conversation with my husband of three years, Chase Coles. He has been working very late often, and although he comes back in the morning, I only see him when he comes into our room to change into clean clothes before he leaves again. We don’t even converse with each other. Sigh. I’m alone again for the umpteenth time in our penthouse with all the dinner cooked and set on the dining table. It is what I have been doing for three whole years for my husband, and he would eat my food and leave the plate clean. Cooking is something that I am naturally good at, so I wouldn’t see the reason why my husband cannot at least come home to a home cooked meal. But anyway, tomorrow is exactly our third year anniversary, so I am planning a day away with him. I have already called his PA to cancel his sch
CHASE COLESAs soon as I left the house, I drove to COLES seven star hotel to meet up with Monica. As soon as I parked my car, I got out of the car and as I was just about to call her, I heard her sweet voice calling my name, causing my face to heat up, and I turn and look at her, waving her hand with enthusiasm on her face. I wave back, and she hurries down to me, so I catch her in my embrace and lean down to capture her lips. “Hey, baby,” I say. “Hi… so, did you do it?” Monica asks in anticipation as I hold her waist, bringing her closer to my body. “Signed and delivered. Our divorce should be processed as soon as I hand in the papers after she signed, then I’ll finally be all yours, Monica,” I say, but it somewhat leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. “You’ve always been mine, Mr. Coles,” She steps on her toes to leave a peck on my lips. It didn’t take long until I heard someone shouting my name.“Chase!” I am forced to break eye contact between Monica and I, and I look up and
ARIEL COLES I walk really slowly into the penthouse, dragging my feet. All my energy is worn out, and I don’t feel like having any company in the house. I throw my car keys on the dining table and make my way upstairs to the bedroom that I shared with my husband for three years. If he never had hope in us, why would he sleep next to me in the same bed for so long? Why did he drag me with him until this day, only to spit me out like a meat that’s been stuck between his teeth? Why would he play with my feelings like that? I’m fragile – my heart is fragile. Did he take advantage of my kindness, or was it my stupidity of relaxing as a housewife? Now I feel embarrassed. Gosh, that girl Monica made me realise how much I missed out in the past three years. I’m only twenty-three, yet I missed out on so much of my youth, being a housewife to a man that was ice cold towards me. Monica looked very beautiful and sophisticated while I looked like I ran away from a loony bin. I can’t believe th
Ariel had woken up in the morning, feeling nauseous without vomiting. At this point, she became concerned about her health, so she decided to take a bath and get ready to go to the clinic to consult with the doctor. She arrived at exactly ten o’clock in the morning, and their family doctor assisted her immediately. “So, Mrs. Cole. Do you mind telling me what you are concerned about? Tell me about the symptoms you are having,” Doctor Jones says, sitting across the desk with his hands on the table, focusing on Ariel’s swollen eyes. “Well, I don’t even know how to explain it either, but I’ve been feeling nausea pretty often. I admit I have been stressed out pretty much, and it might be triggering my body to react, and also, I am late on my period,” Ariel confessed to the doctor who smiled in return, looking at the clueless innocent woman in front of him. “Have you vomited since?” He asked. “Yesterday in the late morning. Could it possibly be food poisoning?” Ariel wondered, pondering