Once we were in the car, Bryan started acting as our tour guide. Our first stop was the zoo. Bella’s eyes lit up as we walked around, looking at the animals. She pointed at the monkeys and giggled as they swung from the trees. We spent like an hour there before moving on to our next stop.We decided to go to the cinema to watch a new cartoon that had just premiered. But as the movie went on, Bella ended up crying her eyes out because the female lead, which was her favorite, died. We spent about two hours there, and I started regretting bringing her to see it. Her crying drew a lot of attention, so I had to pull my hat lower to cover my face as I carried her out of the cinema."It’s okay, Bella," I whispered, holding her close as we walked out. "Your favorite character is still alive. That’s just a movie, not real life." It took a while, but I finally managed to calm her down.Next, we headed to a playground. Seeing Bella running around, laughing, and playing brought me so much joy. It
Seeing Lance with Bella made my heart pound heavily and without thinking, I rushed over to their sides, pulling Bella away from him.“Haven’t I told you not to talk to strangers? Didn’t your mommy tell you the same thing?” I snapped, my voice trembling with fear and anger.“I’m very sorry, Miss Ariel, but he said he knows you,” Bella stammered.“Anyone can say they know me. But how do you know they’re not lying?”“He showed me your pictures in a wedding gown with him. You looked different, but I definitely recognized you,” Bella whispered, her words sending a chill down my spine.I glanced at Lance who wink at me and I find it hard to believe that Lance still had my picture. Mamita assured me she burned everything that was connected to him, including our photos. I definitely made sure nothing was left that could tie me to him. And now, he has our wedding pictures?Arrgh...This is a headache.The name I used when I married Lance was Maya Hendrix, a fake identity I created after my pare
His tongue slid into my mouth gently exploring and caressing mine and for a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to get lost in the depth of his touch, forgetting everything that had happened between us—all the pain and heartache that I had gone through. I let myself be vulnerable, feeling the warmth of the man I once loved with all my heart.I was taken back to four years ago, to a time when I adored him deeply, when he was the only man that my heart beat for, the only man that looked good in my eyes.But as the kiss deepened, so did the memories of how he shattered my heart flashed through my mind and I remembered how he escorted Ashley out of his car, welcoming her in his home while leaving me in the rain, pretending as if I didn't exist. I remembered the heartbreaking pain that I went through when he divorced me and then my poor Bella…….No, I haven’t forgotten what he did to me! Fueled by the painful memories, I found the strength to push him away. My hands pressed against his ches
My phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts and I quickly dip my trembling hand into my pocket to pull out my phone. Seeing my mom’s picture flashing on the screen, I took a shaky breath before swiping to answer. Me: Hi Mom. Mom: Sweetheart, where are you? She asked in a sharp tone as if she already knew where I was. Me: I… I’m just… (My eyes darted around, desperate for an excuse) I’m out. Mom: Don’t even try lying to me! I just blocked a picture of you and Bella circulating online. How many times do I have to tell you to keep her out of public sight? Didn’t I make myself clear enough? Me: Mom, I was just trying to cheer her— Mom: Trying to what Maya? Don’t you understand the damage this could cause? People are already curious about who she is. The more they dig, the more mess we’re going to have to clean up. Me: I know, Mom, but after what you did to her— Mom: Enough! That’s not your job! That’s Mia’s responsibility, not yours. You’re wasting time when you should be focusin
The room remained silent again with the directors exchanging skeptical glances and I could almost hear their thoughts as their actions speak louder than their voices: Marcus Roderigo had decided to rest, but instead of passing the reins to Carlos Roderigo or another experienced director, he had chosen this little brat. But they were mistaken, I’m not anyone's little brat. What they didn’t realize was that I had been trained during my five years in Italy. I had learned everything about running this empire, and the last thing I would do was beg for their acceptance. I will prove myself. Carlos leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled as he spoke. “ But it seems that you are mistaken about one thing Ariel. This isn’t just any meeting. This is a shareholders’ meeting and we’re here to discuss your removal.” “Removal, Uncle?” I repeated, allowing a faint smile to tug at the corners of my lips. “Wow, that sounds... conniving.” “ What?!” There was a loud murmuring in the room. “Wel
I breathed heavily, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst from my chest. My legs ache and sweat trickled down my back, sticking my shirt to my skin. I had never climbed a hill before, let alone one this steep but I had no choice as Mrs. Brooks lived up here, and I needed to see her. Regret hit me hard as I glanced down at my high heels. What exactly was I thinking to even wear this? No, this is obviously not my fault. That stupid secretary of mine never mentioned anything about her living in the mountains or any climbing when he told me where to find her. "Of all the places in the world, why did she have to live here?" I muttered angrily, bending down to yank off my heels. My feet throbbed as they met the rocky ground, but I didn’t care. Barefoot was better than breaking my ankles in those shoes. After what felt like hours; though it was probably just forty minutes later—my throat was parched and my mouth was now dry as sandpaper. I could even hear my legs scre
Getting outside Mrs Brooks house, I whirled around to face him. “Are you working with my uncle to get back at me?” He raised an eyebrow. “Working with your uncle? Really, Maya? You of all people should know me better than that. Sweetheart, I don’t work with people who think they can boss me around. I’m my own boss. Always have been.” “ Have told you several times, to stop calling me that. You can say that to your wife at home not me.” I warned, running my hand through my long wavy hair. I hated that he was right as I know that Lance was many things—arrogant, infuriating—but he wasn’t anyone’s lackey. He will never bow for anyone, so I doubt he was trying to get the land for my uncle. I don't even care about why he is getting it but what I’m angry about is that it was him of all people. “Then what do you want?” I snapped, crossing my arm on my chest. He leaned against the porch railing, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Simple. I want you to approve my contract.” I stared at him
~~KINGLSEY'S POV~~ As I stepped out of the car and entered the company's glass doors, the usual routine greeted me: people bowing their heads slightly in deference. But my attention was totally elsewhere as a fire of rage was already burning within me. With one hand in my pocket and the other clutching my iPad, my gaze was fixed on a picture that made my blood boil. Right now, I was seeing the image of Maya kissing the very man who had torn her clothes at the party last time—her ex-husband. I knew that guy seemed familiar when I first saw him at the party, but I wasn’t able to recognize him immediately because of how tense thing we're at that moment. It was after the party that I checked his picture again and remembered that he was Maya's ex-husband. My grip tightened on the device as I stared at the two of them together, with the guy's hand all over her. Seeing them together makes me angry as I had thought Maya had cut all ties with him after everything that he had done to h
Walking toward Betsy, she gave me a disdainful look. “You know you’re such a bad person, Ariel.”“Am I?”“Like… How could you not tell me about this beforehand? Do you know how shocked I was? I nearly fainted!”I laughed, shaking my head as I finally got what she was saying. “Oh, sweetheart, I'm really sorry. I wanted to, but I don't really think it's such a big deal.”Betsy sighed dramatically before shaking her head. “You really have no idea what you made me do. I literally blew up all his lines with messages and insults when you went missing after the ruined wedding day. I was so mad at him that I thought he was the one taking you for granted.”I raised a brow, curious. “What did you say to him?”She bit her lip before groaning. “Let’s just say I gave him a piece of my mind.”That’s not good.But looking at Kingsley, I don't really think he still remembers that.“I’m sure he didn’t take it to heart.”She pouted. “I still feel bad, though.”I waved my hand dismissively before taking
~~~MAYA'S POV~~~A smile tucked at the corner of my lips as I pictured Ashley’s entire expression. When she entered at first, she had no idea that she wasn't the only one here, as everywhere was dark, with light only focused on the table, which was set for Kingsley and Lysol, and also on the piano.I watched her as she played the piano well, pouring all her soul into it, and even the tone moved me. But when there was a loud burst of confetti and she snapped her eyes open, I could not help but burst into laughter when she first saw the proposal banner with Lysol's name on it.Poor Ashley.She had truly believed he was going to propose to her and had held onto that belief so tightly, probably imagining herself in a white dress, standing beside him in front of a crowd.Like, I really couldn’t deny that seeing her crushed expression gave me some satisfaction. Well, after everything she had done, after all the pain she had caused me, wasn’t it fair that she got a taste of her own medicine?
When I arrived at Ambrosia Hall, my heart was beating so fast that I felt like it would burst st any moment. A waiter led me to a private room, and when the door opened, I froze on sight.The room was dim, and a single beam of light illuminated a beautifully set table. There was a bouquet of roses in the center and the sight was so romantic that I felt tears prick my eyes.But as I stood there, I couldn’t stop the small voice in my head. “You worked hard for this. Every humiliation, every pain, every tear…you really deserve this.” And then I saw him—Kingsley, standing tall in a black tuxedo suit with his hair perfectly styled. He looked so handsome that I couldn’t help but stare, my heart racing with every step he took toward me. “You’re here.”“Yeah,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady even though I was trembling inside. “I came as fast as I could. Your message sounded urgent.”“Thanks,” he said, his lips curling into a warm smile. “And you look beautiful tonight.”I could f
~~~ASHLEY'S POV~~~The aura in the air was already screaming that there was something serious she wanted to say to me. And the way her arms were crossed and her lips were pressed together in that tight line I hated, proved my right. Mom called me earlier this morning saying she wanted to see me but I was busy, so I showed up now and the way she was looking at me told me this conversation wasn’t going to go well.“How long, Ashley,” she said after a moment of silence.“How long what?”“How long will you keep living like this?”“Living like what, Mom? I'm totally living my best life.” She let out a long sigh and shook her head like I was some hopeless child who didn’t understand the world. “This isn't your best life, neither is it the kind of life I wanted for you. I thought you're smarter than these but you keep disappointing me. Look at yourself, Ashley. You have no job and no money and nothing to your name except being Kingsley Bane’s girlfriend. Is that all you want to be? A gir
As Lance was wheeled into the emergency center, my eyes stayed glued to him. My feet felt like they were rooted to the floor, and I just couldn’t stop shaking. I glanced down at my hand and then my dress, which was now soaked with his blood, and the scene kept replaying in my head.How he ran towards me, shouting my name. The fear in his eyes and voice as he tried to save me from danger. How the chandelier had come crashing down, but I just couldn't move at that moment because of the shock. And then he’d shoved me out of the way, making it fall on him.I sank into one of the chairs outside the emergency ward. My legs felt like jelly and were also too weak to hold me up any longer. Wrapping my arms around myself, I tried to stop the trembling.I could sense people bustling around me and voices blending into a blur. But I just couldn't look up to identify them as I wasn't in my right state of mind.Why was it at that moment that the chandelier had to fall? Why?A coat draped over my sh
“And who exactly are you to be making such demands from me?” He scoffed. “ I don't actually think you are in such position to say something like that as you have recently become one of the country clown man.” “ Have I?”“ Yes you have.” He said in a mocking tone. “ And it also seems you’re taking my warning as a joke.” Kingsley’s voice was firm, his tone dripping with authority as he dipped his hand in his pocket.I gave a short laugh, meeting his gaze. “Well, I’m sorry about that, but I hardly see such warnings as threats. You see, I’ve got nothing much to lose, so I wonder what exactly I should be scared of. You, on the other hand…” I pointed a finger at him, my voice sharpening. “You’ve got a lot to lose if you decide to make an enemy of me. So, I’ll make this simple. Leave her alone and face me.”Kingsley raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Face you? Don’t make me laugh, Lance. You’re not even worth my time. You’re just a man who couldn’t even make a proper decision for himself not to…
Across the room, Ashley and I gaze locked for a while. I could see a flickering of something I could not quite place in them. Maybe it was defiance or was it a desperate attempt to provoke a reaction. I don't really know. But if she thought she could stir jealousy in me, she was clearly mistaken as whatever feelings I once had for her were long gone, buried beneath the weight of every pain she had caused me. I nodded slightly, more to myself than to her as I felt nothing but pity for her. She really had no idea of what she was getting into by falling into Kinglsey's hand. Well that's none of my concern. Seeing that it's time as I was already feeling someone's burning gaze on me, I leaned toward Lysol. “I’ll be back in a minute,” I murmured before slipping away toward the restroom.Getting to the male section of the restroom, as I pushed open the door, the scent of citrus-scented disinfectant greeted me. I stepped inside and did a quick sweep of the stalls, trying to confirm if ther
His words hit like a slap, but I refused to falter as I didn't regret the decision I had made. I straightened my shoulders and met his cold stare. “I never said I wasn’t part of this family, Dad. I’m still your daughter and I will always be. But it's just that I’ve chosen not to follow your rules blindly anymore. That doesn’t make me any less a Roderigo.” “And yet, you dare to lecture me about the company I keep? Or about what my brother has done?” His voice dropped dangerously low. “You, who abandoned us? Atleast he's still with us ” “Abandoned?” I repeated, my voice trembling with anger. “I stood up for myself after you forced your decision on me. For once, I chose to live on my own terms, and if that offends you, so be it. But seeing you laugh and drink with the man who almost destroyed you..almost took away what belonged to you while calling himself your brother—don’t you see how hypocritical that is?” “Maya, stop,” Mom whispered, tugging at my arm gently. “Please.” But I
As the nurse entered Mia's ward, I quickly rushed after her, feeling the heat rushing to my face. My cheeks burned like wildfire, and I clenched my fists as I stormed into Mia’s ward, slamming the door shut behind me. Leaning against the door, I pressed my back against the cool wood, my chest heaving. What the fuck did I just do? Are you insane? He's your ex, how could you even think of doing that?I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself to calm down, but it was useless. The memory of his lips on mine, the way he held me so firmly, the warmth of his breath—it all came rushing back. I raised my fingers to my lips, brushing over them lightly. They still tingled, and I hated it. Butterflies swirled in my stomach, making me feel both nauseous and... something else I didn’t want to name. And then suddenly, I felt the weight of several gazes on me, only to open my eyes and see Mia, Bella, and the nurse all staring at me. Their expressions ranged from confusion to amusement, and I ins