Tangled Desire

"I apologize for the inconvenience this has caused you. I promise to get her together” Mr. Thompson apologized to Mr. Blackwood, who has refused to come into the house because he found it degrading.Lyla sat in the kitchen, staring blankly into her steaming cup of coffee. She was lost in her thoughts, totally unaware of the activities going on around her.“You should take your coffee before it gets cold,” Grey said from the counter where he sat. His voice pulled her out of her thoughts.Mr. Blackwood was informed of Lyla's sudden disappearance by Lyla's dad. He found his way around the street CCTV and was able to trace her location. He sent Grey Blackwood, his son, to get her home safely in preparation for the wedding a few hours ahead.However, they were able to recognize each other because that wasn't the first time they were meeting.A few months ago, Lyla got an invite through her colleague to attend one of the Blackwoods Arts exhibition days. She stumbled upon Grey and found him

Lyla washed off and went back into her room. There was a red dress lying in wait on her bed. She cuddled her towel properly as she watched the servants creep in and out of her room, setting one or two together.“Janet,” she sighed Janet and called her. Janet got to her and genuflected. “What's going on?”“It's the tenth anniversary of the Blackwoods dynasty. Usually celebrated every fourth night of the sixth month,” she responded.The Blackwoods were very prominent in Manhattan, New York City. They dealt in various areas of the economy, ranging from finance, electricity, real estate, art and designs, interior decorations, and construction. No one knew how Mr. Blackwood was able to acquire all these. He delved into a lot of profitable businesses, placing his name at the top of the board.The anniversary was a way of creating awareness of how the journey has been. Influential and prominent people, popular models, usually graced the event with their presence.Lyla saw it as a lot to tak

Chaptewhat'sLYLA'S P.O.V“Why are you in my father's office?” Grey asked. His eyes were scanning the entire office as he stood before me. His eyes were heavy. I couldn't tell if he was drunk or he had been crying.“I needed some time alone,” I replied to him. “In my father's office,” he returned immediately. I knew I wasn't supposed to reply to him again. I just stood there, gazing innocently at him. His eyes were red, and I concluded he had been crying. But why? Could it have anything to do with what Janet said about his troubled past? “Are you hurt? You seem upset,” I advanced towards him, but he made me halt instantly with his palms widely open before him.“Did you see my dad?” He asked. “No. No. I didn't,” I stammered. My gaze traveled to where Mr. Blackwood was hiding. I could see the hem of his ash trousers. I sighed my fear away, turning back to Grey.“But someone saw him heading this way,” Grey said to me. He began walking toward his dad's table. The closet where Mr. Blac

LYLA'S P.O.VI woke up with a baggage of past yesterday's, hefty melancholy fogs my heart's Chambers. My mind doesn't want to open its doors. I rub my eyes to tell myself— it starts again.The cycle of days I kept paddling. I wrap my quilt with little unease. Looks like my arms lack vigor. My heart's allied with my body, both disheartened with fate’s conspiracy. Should I tell myself to change my perspective? Can I dig into my past?What if I am unable to do so? Doesn't matter, I can't get too close before my husband gets too suspicious. The sun has already crossed its rising point. I dragged myself to hydrate and hurried to the bathroom. A few minutes later, a knock came at my door. Still on my towel, I hurried to the door and flung it. “Mr Blackwoods here to see you,” Janet said comfortably. My heart skipped a beat as it was palpitated. I have been avoiding him ever since that one night of incident. Now he was at the Blackwoods mansion. Is he trying to blackmail me emotionally?Di

I suddenly developed wobbly feet as he was the last person I wanted to see that morning. Hello wife, he suddenly said as he looked up at my eye area. I immediately covered my body with the blanket on the bed. He turned around, locked the door, and started moving slowly towards me. We have an unfinished business and I hope you remember because I will remind you in the process. There was this wicked smirk on his face, hmm you are not that bad after all and at this moment, my heart raced as though it wanted to fall out of my chest, I was already teary and scared. He held on to the blanket which I was already too weak to hold tightly and he slowly unwrapped it. His eyes were fixed on my breast and without hesitance, he grabbed them with both hands and I winced in both pain and this unfamiliar pleasure, don't worry, by the time I'm done, you will scream down the whole Blackwood mansion. Suddenly I got the courage to talk, I'm I'm going somewhere, Grey, please can this wai tt, I wasn't