The dining room looks amazing. The chandelier on top of the marble table and everything from the lighting and decorations was so gorgeous and being away from homemade her forget how Harry would hire a personal decorator to personalise the house, making different design every couple of months.
Not only Alice was in awe at how the room looks, but she was also happy and super proud of herself with how the dinner meals look. She spends all day making sure the meals were versatile and delicious even with no help. The chef today called in sick and rather were taking the replacement chef for that night, Alice volunteers to make the meals all by herself.
It was something she likes to do when she had grown up in her grandmother’s home. Making hearty meals that she had to learn for her so her family could enjoy it as much as she loves making it.
She set up the delicious casserole, perfectly cooked steak with a generous amount of mashed potato and mouth-watering grav
A/N: Just to let yall know, this chapter has 18+ content so please read at your own indiscretion. If you have a problem with it, you can skip the upper part but again, if you came this far, why would you have a problem with that after all? Hehe So sorry for the late update. I was super busy. I have a job too and it was overwhelming. This story will be done by this month {Crossing my finger so hard for this one :') } Take care and stay safe guys.Love, Diana...Lying on the bed with the TV on, she just stares ahead and looks at the wall. Mind totally filled with Ryan and it wasn’t good. Alice was already in her beige silk nightgown and her face was scrubbed from all makeups. She still has a tinge of pinkness on her cheek and her lips have always been a light pink. Something she has inherited from her father and thanks to her Italian mother, she had thick brows which she would shape
“So, how are you and Harry going along?”Alice sips on her warm tea and returns her gaze to her mother-in-law.“Oh, we are going along great. We’re doing fine, Eva.”She just grinned at Alice and nodded.“You can tell me, Alice. Even though I’m not your biological mother, you know I love you like you were my own, don’t you?”Alice stares at her for quite some time, debating about what to tell her since she obviously knows nothing so to tell her the truth is not an option. Eva would get a heart attack if she knows what his son did. It was time to come up with something different.“I know. It’s just that... it’s complicated. A bit of a fight but nothing much. Normal couple stuff.”Eva glared at her suspiciously for a second and sighed. She looks pretty disappointed.“Alright. If you don’t want to tell me about what’s going on, then I u
“So... how were you and mom today? Did you two had a good time gossiping?”Alice rolled her eyes at him but smiling when that happens.“We weren’t gossiping. Just like how you and dad weren’t gossiping about football. That is so sexist.”Harry chuckled. “What so sexist about me asking my wife what she and my mother talk about? Chatting is like gossip and gossip is like… when you talk about someone. You did, didn’t you?”Alice took a sip of her orange juice and Harry laugh. Stretching his legs and folded them with his back leaning on the sofa near the fireplace.“Who was it? Tell me, I’m dying to know. Can you imagine mom used to do that with me when I was a kid? I could've sworn that she wanted a daughter but poor ol' me, I was a good enough substitute I guess.”Alice laughed and slowly made his way to sit on his lap. She even hears him groan and he spread his leg
Alice stands in front of Harry, adjusting his coat and shirt while their maids slowly bringing his working suitcase into the car. There was even a small lunch box prepared for him and the sight of it just tickle his guts.Harry laughed. “ That lunch box will make the boys laugh at me. I’m not a kid, Alice.”“Yeah?” She snorted. “Well, you got a wife that cares about your well being and about what you eat in that office of yours, surrounded by nothing but junk food and dairy shit. I mean, do you even have lunch shops every single day??”“ I don’t actually. When you’re a billionaire, it’s pretty nice to have the ridiculous amount of restaurants around New York that I can go to. I doubt my client enjoys going to restaurants with....what’s that again? Junk food and dairy shit.”“Sure but a lunch made from your lovely ol' wife is better than any of that, don’t you t
A/N: This chapter is a little unedited. Will complete it once I finish 2 more chapters....A constant ringing of her doorbell made Emily beyond pissed. To be b bothered while she was in the midst of business made her grip her fist and ready to slap whoever’s dares to bother her so rudely.Her home wasn't just any other homes in New York. She was living in a half-million-dollar penthouse and to be bothered like this makes her wonder how useless the security guard in the premise is to allow such disrespectfulness.Her anger made her refuse to peek through the hole in her door. She quickly opens the electronic door and all her red emotions just melt into ice. More like those ices melt and fall on her head.Right in front of her was both Alice and her friend Giselle, staring at her angrily and both breathing hard. Before she could close the door or block them, Alice forces herself in and Emily staggers back.Emily quickly turns her gaze t
"Alice. Wake up, baby. You don’t want to miss this entertainment do you?.”The vaguely familiar voice penetrated through the shroud of fury, pulling Alice back up from the void as if hooking me with a line of clarity.“Come back to me, Alice...” Coldness seeped through her shirt to her skin where a hand touched her. She slowly opens her eyes and squinted at the when the light was too bright for her.Once she got accustomed to the brightness, she was finally able to identify the stench of rust and water dripping from the darkroom.She finds herself surrounded by a log interior with deer antlers on the wall but the light around them shows how messy the room was. Junks scatters on the floor and dust with cobwebs made the room stuffy.
“What the fuck are you talking about? Sister-in-law? A..are you Harry’s brother?” Ryan applauds playfully and inches lower to face her. “Smart. Very smart. Yes, I am Harry’s brother. I mean, step-brother. Illegitimate, step-brother. Yeah, I was surprised as you are when my mom told me that back when I was 13. Shock the shit out of me because everyone in the UK knows how powerful the Walton family was. I didn’t hesitate to find him just to let him know that I was his son because I had a crappy, abusive, good-for-nothing excuse of a mom. Right when I finally found the big guy, you what he says to me? He told me that I was lying, how my mom was lying and we were all a bunch of street low life that wants nothing but scares up reach folks like him. He knew my mom alright but just like London, he chose to leave me in the hands of my crazy ma and never to be seen again. He was a rotten fool and when I finally had enough, I left.”
A/N: This is the last chapter, you guys. Thank you for being such great support all this time and I am beyond grateful to each and every one of you. I apologize if my work might not be as good as you want it too. I promise that I will grow an be better at it and make more novels to entertain you. God bless and please stay safe. Love, Diana ... The Walton family gathering was a huge affair indeed. Not only the Walton’s family was there, but socialites from all over the world were also present to meet the powerful family and Alice never thought that she would be a part of that. Even her dressed was chosen from the finest designer with the best dress available for all of the Walton’s sons and daughters. Her own was from the Atelier Versace Fall Winter 2020 Collection. A gorgeous orange dress that has an intricate back and the sparkly fabrics just made her feel like a princess. A sexy one at that. Thankfully the marks that Ryan had inflicted on her chest has faded a little and a littl