“Shouldn’t the people who put you in this state pay for their sins before you decide to die or not?” the owner of the hands that had gripped her legs growled in a low deep voice. Alora immediately recognised the voice, causing her to turn to look at him. “Take my hands now, Alora and I will let them wipe the very dirt on your shoes with their tongues…” Alora Vancleef had it all, wealth? fame? beauty? Intelligence? She lacked none. She was the only daughter of the richest man in the city and the wife of the successful CEO, Eliaz Deutchmond of Los Angelos. She believed her husband was the perfect husband to have ever lived until he showed her his true colors after her father’s death. Alora never expected the man she so much loved and adored to impregnate her stepsister, steal her inheritance, divorce and throw away their five years of marriage like a piece of trash all in a day! Just when she thought she had seen it all, Eliaz connived with Cynthia, killed and ended the little life that was growing inside her! Betrayed, broken and tired of living, Alora resorted to death as an escape to the pain she was feeling. While standing on the roof of the hospital building, she was about ending it all when a big muscled hands appeared from nowhere and gripped her legs firmly. Who is this mysterious man? Will Alora trust him enough to give life a second chance? What happens when the unexpected happens and now this mysterious figure doesn't want to let Alora go even after everything? Read to find out more…..
Узнайте больше140Alora's POV I couldn't believe my ears. The words echoed in my head and all around me, but no matter how many times I heard it, I just didn't want to believe it. It sounded too bad to be true, didn't it? “Henry..” he stuttered, clearly breathless. “Henry's the father of Cynthia's child.” When I'd rushed home to tell Henry, I wasn't exactly sure what I was expecting. The little boy and his refence to Henry was surprising, but right now, I was flabbergasted, or whatever word that could debote the highest level of surprise. I knew Cynthia was a shrewd woman, but cheating, that was where I kind of expected her to draw the line. I pressed my eyes shut, and memories I didn't want to remember came rushing at me. The main reason she and Eliaz had actually gotten together in the first place, was because she had snatched him away from me. It was pretty obvious the reason she did that was to spite me, but with how long they'd lasted, I actually thought there had to be a tiny bit of
139Cynthia's POV I pressed my lips together, careful not to make sound. It wasn't that important, but any slip up right now could mess things up and that was the last thing I needed right now. I'd stressed so much, thought about it so much that I was certain I was going to run psycho at some point, but since that didn't happen, there was no way I was going to let my plans fall through at the last moment. Never. I wrung my hands together, before casting a small glare at the staircase. It led to our bedroom, but that wasn't what stood out to me. It was the fact that it was empty that made my heart boil. Where the hell was he? .I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration. I was tensed up, and Eliaz wasting my time was only worsening matters for me. What the hell was he still doing up there? I had timed his movement perfectly, and by now he should be well on his way downstairs. So what the hell was keeping him for so long? Cynthia?” Someone called from behind me,
138Alora's POV I honestly thought the pastries were going to help, why? While I stood rooted in my spot, I'd seen a couple walk in here. They were young and the lady looked really down, same as her boyfriend, but the moment they walked past me with a steaming plate of whatever it was they ordered, all it took for his girlfriend to sport a bright smile was just seven minutes. Yes, I counted. As for her Boyfriend, his reaction was when faster. He was all better in less than four minutes. Four minutes! That was a record I never knew could be broken until now. If the pastries really did help, then why was I still confused as ever, even after downing my order a good twenty minutes ago? I stared down at my plate. It was empty, and while I would admit that it tasted really nice, why didn't it make me all happy instantly? It has worked for them, so why was I the exception? Was mine going to take longer because I was alone? Or perhaps it had to do with what they had ordered. What if I
136Cynthia's POV I drummed my fingers against the tabletop, not minding the uneven rhythm that reached my ears. At intervals, I would scratch my nails against the said tabletop, just so I could pull out an obnoxious creaking sound. Whenever I did that, I made sure to drag it on for as long as possible. I might be exaggerating, but I was sure whoever was in the rooms next to mine would be regretting why they'd decided to check into this particular hotel today. I was frustrated, and I'll be damned if I was the only one to experience it. “Can you stop?” Henry spoke up, his voice riding against the annoying background. He was loud, and I watched irritation flash in his eyes. If anything it only fueled my motivation and I smirked. “Cynthia, stop.” I did the exact opposite. I dug my nails deeper, making it sound more horrifying than the last. He winced in response, and just when he thought he was going to pass out, I stopped. “What is wrong with you, Cynthia?” He shot at me insta
136Alora's POV I was stunned, and no matter how many times I blinked back, it did nothing to erase the scene in front of me. In fact, I rubbed at my eyes, hoping that at least something was going to change, but it didn't. Instead, Henry inched closer, a huge grin on his face. The moment his gaze landed on me though, his smile faltered. What was he doing here?” “Mummy, mummy, mummy.” The little boy bounced happily on his feet. “Look what we got. They're so yummy and smell soo….”“Shush!” Cynthia's interruption was so harsh it had me flinching too. “not another word from you. Understand?” “But….” The little boy's face fell immediately. “I was just trying to…” “I said quiet!” Cynthia snarled. A small gasp slid past the boys lips, and he took a step back in fear. It was obvious he was scared to the bones and had obviously gotten Cynthia's message, but apparently it wasn't enough for her. “I'm going to smack the living daylights out of you and….”“Hey!” I caught hold of her han
135Alora's POV Personally, I hated airports, and it made no sense because I wasn't sure my hatred was being spun by something specific. Yes, I loved the fact that it gave an avenue of some kind of escape, you could literally hop on a plane and find yourself on the other side of the world, and while it was beautiful to think about, I also couldn't ignore how noisy it was. All around me, people chattered as they moved about, pulling millions and millions of baggage with them. A lot of people were with their families, and I didn't miss how the younger children wailed, or couldn't help from wandering around the darn place. Like that wasn't enough, the annoying voice on the Public announcement system just wouldn't shut up. Where was she when I missed my flight? Thanks to her, I was going to have to reschedule my meeting, something that took me an entire month to book. Thanks to the hullabaloo with Elias and his wife, Fredrick and I had decided to move our focus onto something el
134Cynthia's POV I took a sip of the orange juice in my grip, before setting it down on the little stool by my side. Once that was done, I picked up the book I'd discarded earlier. It was a mystery thriller book that revolved round the murder of a wealthy business man and the many people involved in his death. I wasn't even done with it yet, but I could already tell who the antagonist was; his wife. While I was an avid reader of romance, I'd decided to switch it up today, why? I was simply feeling like it, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that maybe somehow, I was going to find myself in her shoes. If I didn't want to get caught, I was just going to have to be careful, and what other way to be careful than to gather hands on knowledge? A low smile grazed my lips, but it was far from warm. My eyes fluttered shut and apparently, that was the sign my mind needed to replay yesterday's events. I should have known something was wrong the moment I stepped into the conference
133Alora's POV I could feel the eyes of everyone in the office on me, and for the first time in forever, I actually liked it. Their eyes bored in my skin, and I could see so many emotions dancing in their eyes. What their mouths couldn't say, I made a quick guess of the many questions they had in their minds. What was she doing here? Wasn't she supposed to be back home with her bad husband? Was he really mad? Did she know about his condition as well, or was she shocked like everyone else? I could go on and on, but I decided not to. You didn't need to be a mind reader to be able to get a glimpse of people's mind. From their body reactions, you could already tell how they were feeling For example, Laura. She was sitting faraway from me, but with the way her fingers clasped around the papers on the desk, you could tell she was furious. A lot of the others whispered in hushed tones, while pointing fingers at me, but if there was one person who was strangely smug, it happened to
132Fredrick's POV I didn't want to believe it. Hell, I almost didn't believe it, but unfortunately for me I had a shit ton of photos in front of me for not to. Shit. Shit. Shit. When I'd headed out this evening, this was not how I'd expected my night to end. I'd gone to my usual hotel with Valerie, or whatever her name was, and I would be lying if i said it wasn't the best time of my life. Over the years, the key to having the best night with her had always been to switch it up once in a while. Whenever we were in the room, she was Alora, but with a little perks. On some days, she would dress up as a maid, or a stripper, anything I wanted. I would have her beg for my cock over and over again, while saying demeaning things to her. In that room she was my slut and mine alone and I got to fulfill all of the many fantasies I wanted with her. She never for once complained though. I tipped her a lot and she couldn't deny the thrill of sneaking around with the Eliaz Deutchmond. I
Alora’s POV Today had already started on a bad note when I accidentally spilled a cup of hot coffee on myself. Honestly, I really thought that was going to be the worst of it until I pushed open the double doors that served as the entrance to my house. “What the….” The rest of the words died on my lips as I froze in my tracks. My mind raced in confusion as I stared at the scene in front of me with wide eyes.What the hell was going on? And as if to answer my question, ”Bang!” a loud noise reverberated from the corner of the living room. I shook in fear, my heart jumping to my throat as the sound took me off guard. I flinched a bit, before turning to the direction from which the sound had come to check what was happening. Perhaps, if I had known what was waiting for me, I wouldn't have even turned. A gasp escaped my lips as my gaze fell on a tall muscular man walking out of one of the rooms holding one of my many plaques. He raised it high and before I could even stop hi...
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