NewmanTec Inc., a futuristic tech company and the most successful of all the companies under the Newman family.
In the CEO's office, two men could be seen. One sat confidently in a swivel chair, his perfectly sculpted fingers gliding over the keyboard of his MacBook, while the other stood in front of him, holding a tablet. “Maxwell, what's my schedule for the day?” William asked in a baritone voice. President William Newman is the only child of Charles Newman, the former president of the Newman Empire. He took over his father's business three years ago and has been excelling ever since. “Mr. President, you have a conference meeting in Paris at 1:00, a meeting with CEO Gustavo at 4:00, and a dinner in Melbourne at 8:00,” Maxwell, his personal assistant, read aloud, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose. “Reschedule my meeting with CEO Gustavo for tomorrow. Have the private jet prepared. We'll be leaving for Paris in half an hour.” “Yes, Mr. President,” Maxwell nodded and turned to leave, but the door swung open, and in came a pretty brunette. “William,” she called out, her expression displeased. “Excuse us,” William dismissed Maxwell, who left immediately. “What do you want, Sheryl?” The woman, Sheryl, strode quickly toward him. “What’s this I’m seeing in the news? It’s everywhere!” Sheryl showed him her phone. "President of the Newman Empire, William Newman, is said to have broken up with his girlfriend, the governor’s daughter and brand ambassador, Sheryl Collins, after dating for six months…" William glanced at the screen, looking entirely unbothered. “Don’t tell me this is true, William. Are you seriously breaking up with me like this?” “We had an agreement, remember? The contract stated you’d play the role of my girlfriend for six months, and in exchange, I’d deposit a monthly sum of ten million dollars into your account. The contract has expired. What more do you expect?” William raised a brow. Sheryl bit her lip. The day she dreaded had finally come. “It’s true, but William… I–I really love you. I’ve admired you for years. We can turn this contract into something real. William, I love—” Sheryl was cut off when William stood up and grabbed his coat. “Are you done? I have somewhere important to be,” William muttered, staring at her with boredom. Sheryl took slow steps toward him, tears welling up in her eyes. “Just give me one chance, please. I promise I’ll help you overcome your allergy. Just give me a chance to show you how much I love you. William...” Sheryl whispered, reaching out to touch him, but her hand froze mid-air at his next words. “Touch me, and you’ll regret it for the rest of your life,” he said icily. Without sparing her a glance, he left the office. Sheryl collapsed to her knees, sobbing bitterly. Getting out of the Uber, Jessica stared at the massive building in front of her. This was where she was supposed to meet Oliver. Looking at the invitation card in her hand, she recalled Oliver's words from earlier. “With this invitation, you’ll be able to enter the venue. It’s a dinner night, but I booked a room in the hotel. Meet me in Room 48. I’ll be expecting you.” Jessica closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “You can do this, Jess.” She presented her card to the man at the entrance, who ushered her inside. Some eyes turned her way as she made her way to the event hall. She wore a red fitted gown, her beauty radiant, earning envious glances from onlookers. Jessica checked the time and saw she still had some time before meeting Oliver, so she headed toward the venue. But she froze when she saw the last two people she wanted to see. Louis and Amara entered, both wearing matching outfits. Reporters followed them, throwing questions. “The engagement party was a big success. When’s the wedding?” Louis interlocked his fingers with Amara’s before replying, “We’ll be tying the knot in two months. You’re all invited.” Jessica's heart tugged painfully at his words. Nevertheless, she kept a straight face and walked into the venue, ignoring the gazes that followed her. She took a seat, her eyes wandering around the glamorous setting. She had always dreamt of attending such events, and if it weren’t for Oliver, this would still be a dream. “Jessica Belles?” Jessica's demeanor changed when she saw Amara, Louis’s fiancée, standing before her. “Yes, any issues?” Jessica smiled. Amara smiled back, “I saw you yesterday with Louis. Later, I found out you were his ex. I know it’s hard to get over a man like Louis,” her smile faded, “but I’m warning you—stay away from my fiancé, or you’ll regret it.” Jessica’s smile widened. “For someone like you to give me such a direct warning, I suppose you feel threatened by my charms. Am I too beautiful to overlook?” Amara’s gaze hardened as she glared at Jessica, who simply stood and moved to another table. “How’s the dinner going?” William asked, standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie. “Going well, Mr. President. Your cousin arrived not long ago with his fiancée.” The dinner was hosted in one of the hotels under William’s name. He was in one of the rooms, getting ready. A knock came at the door, and Maxwell went to open it. “Here’s your drink, Mr. President,” the waitress said, pushing a trolley. She filled a glass with wine, which Maxwell handed to William, who took a sip. The waitress left immediately. “Mr. President, there’s been a concerning piece of news circulating in the media. Apparently, Miss Sheryl hinted on social media about the possibility of her being pregnant, causing an uproar among netizens.” William smirked, taking another sip from his glass. Knowing the kind of person Sheryl was, he expected her not to give up, but this move was more amateurish than he anticipated. Finishing his drink, he grabbed his coat. “Let’s join the party, Maxwell.” _____ “One more glass, please.” “Miss Belles, don’t you think you’ve had enough?” a lady sitting beside Jessica asked. “I’m alcohol-tolerant, nothing to worry about,” Jessica smiled, trying to sound convincing. To accomplish what she had come here for, she needed to be drunk. “Here’s your drink, miss.” Jessica took a sip from the glass and sighed. Her vision was becoming blurry. Looking at her phone, she saw it was time. “Jessica, you can do this.” With those words of encouragement, she excused herself and went in search of Room 48. Staggering through the hallway, her droopy eyes scanned the door numbers. The alcohol was hitting her hard. Jessica stopped in front of a door, squinting before smiling widely. “Found you!” she slurred. Jessica opened the door and walked into the dimly lit room. Her gaze landed on a figure lying in bed. William was trying to sleep but couldn’t. He had excused himself earlier from the event after feeling uneasy. He thought a cold shower would help, but the discomfort only worsened, especially in his lower region. He soon realized he was aroused, and the more he tried to control it, the harder it became. After another shower, he was lying on the bed when the door suddenly opened, and someone entered. His eyes shot open, and he sat up, only to see a woman standing at the entrance. “Who are you? What are you doing here?” “Let’s get it over with,” Jessica muttered, moving closer. William frowned immediately. Was this a scheme by his competitors? Whatever it was, it wouldn’t work. Before he could think further, Jessica pushed him onto the bed, straddling him. “What the—” “Shh… Don’t act like this isn’t what you want, Oliver,” Jessica whispered, placing a finger on his lips. Her hand trailed down to his shirtless body. William grabbed her wrist, glaring at her. His face showed how hard he was trying to resist. His body was betraying him, though, and he could feel the tension building in his lower half. This had never happened before, and the only thing he could think of was the wine he had earlier. Jessica smirked. “I see you like being in control.” The sleeve of her gown slipped off her shoulder, revealing her porcelain skin and the generous curve of her chest, which didn’t go unnoticed by William. That was it for him. William grabbed her by the neck and crashed his lips onto hers, flipping her onto the bed beneath him. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, licking and sucking with such desire that Jessica gasped in response. “Mhm…”The golden rays of the morning sun peeked through the curtains, shining on the two bodies in bed. Clothes were messily scattered around the room.Jessica ran her hands over the luxurious fabrics of the soft bed she was sleeping on. Faint red marks were visible on her neck and even on her chest.She slowly opened her eyes before letting out a yawn, followed by a groan. Her body felt sore and ached badly; she could barely feel her legs.‘Oh no.’ Her eyes widened as she remembered what happened last night. She had done it—she had really slept with Oliver. She held the sheets close to her body, suddenly feeling dirty.Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt a movement behind her. Turning around, her whole body froze—both in astonishment and in shock.Not only was this man not Oliver, but he looked too perfect to be true. If she had once thought Louis was very handsome, she was wrong—this man overshadowed him by far. From his blond hair, nose, thin lips, smooth skin, everything about t
William was sitting on his couch with one leg crossed over the other. He had already taken his bath and was wearing an expensive black suit, his hair neatly combed. His face held a cold expression as his finger tapped on the armrest of the couch.“Mr. President, the waitress is here,” Maxwell said.“Let her in.”Maxwell opened the door for the waitress. She walked in with her gaze fixed on the floor.“Good morning, sir,” she greeted.“Start talking.”“H... Huh?”“Don't make me lose my patience. Speak, who paid you to drug me?”The waitress looked down, the fear she tried to conceal was slowly showing.“I didn’t—”“If I were you, the last thing I’d do right now is lie,” William glared at her.Her lips began trembling immediately. She didn’t have the courage to look up at his face.“Maxwell, can you tell me everything about her?”“Yes, Mr. President,” Maxwell said as he clicked on his tablet and began reading, “Cynthia Stevens, age 23. She has two brothers, one of whom is a college drop
Jessica blinked a few times as she stared at the man who had just asked her to marry him, as if it were the most normal thing to do “Married?” she repeated, “What are you even talking about? You can't be serious!” she said in shock“I am,” William replied calmly with his gaze fixed out of the window.Jessica blinked again, still trying to process his words. “This is insane. Why on earth would I marry you? Of all people?”William sighed, “I need to settle down, and for some reasons my parents have taken a liking to you.”“Your parents?” Jessica raised a brow, “Why me? I'm a nobody to them. You’re rich, powerful—you could marry anyone. Is this because of what happened between us? Are they trying to 'fix things'? Rest assured, I won’t pin the blame on you”William rubbed his temples, his patience thinning. “It's not that simple. They have their reasons.”Jessica frowned, “What reasons?”William shifted uncomfortably. “I... I’m allergic to women.”Jessica blinked, then scoffed. “This isn
"Is she the one?" Helena’s face lit up with joy as she eyed Jessica.“She’s even more beautiful in person than in the pictures,” Helena beamed, and Charles nodded in agreement.Jessica smiled politely. "Thank you."“Let’s go inside where we can talk better,” Charles suggested, and they all entered the grand home, Louis and Amara trailing behind.As they walked, Helena linked her arm with Jessica’s. “How’s life with William? He can be quite a handful at times,” she said playfully.Louis, still staring at Jessica with confusion, remained silent. Sensing the tension, William decided to break it.“Pardon my manners,” he began. “Louis, meet my wife, Jessica Newman. And this is my cousin, Louis, and his fiancée, Amara.”Jessica and Louis briefly locked eyes before Jessica smiled graciously. “It’s nice to meet you both. You make a lovely couple.”Louis couldn’t respond, still reeling from the shock of this unexpected news.“I didn’t realize William was married,” Amara added with a strained s
Jessica walked down the dimly lit sidewalk, tears streaming down her face. The echoes of her boyfriend's cruel words replayed in her mind. Distracted, she stepped off the curb. Suddenly, a car screeched to a halt, mere inches from her. Jessica gasped, stumbling backward. The driver’s door slammed open, and out came Oliver. “Are you out of your mind? You could’ve been killed!” Jessica’s tearful eyes met his, and the anger in his gaze softened when he noticed her trembling. “Hey... are you okay?” Oliver asked more gently. Jessica looked down, wiping her face, unable to speak. “Come on, let’s get you somewhere safe,” he said, offering his hand to her. Jessica hesitated, then took his hand, feeling a strange comfort in his presence. “And cut!” the director said. Jessica immediately released herself from Oliver's grip and wiped her tears. “You two were amazing! I nearly changed my mind about making you the leads,” the director said, laughing heartily. Jessica smiled in
William's eyes widened at the scene before him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t tear his gaze away. Strangely, the view reminded him of that fateful night.“What the f**k are you doing standing there, staring at me! You pervert!” Jessica screamed, quickly covering herself.Her cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment. She wished the ground would swallow her whole.William rolled his eyes and walked in. “Why the fuss? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before,” he said, his cold demeanor returning.He strode to his wardrobe, ignoring her. Jessica bit her lower lip as she watched him.“Um... can I borrow one of your shirts? The clothes your mother picked for me are too revealing.”William grabbed a shirt and tossed it at her without a word.“Thanks. I’ll return it after I’ve washed it,” Jessica said.“Don’t bother,” William muttered, heading to the bathroom. “I don’t wear clothes used by someone else,” he added before stepping inside.Jessica rolled her eyes. “My bad. I forgot he
Jessica sat up on the bed, stretching her arms sleepily. The birds were chirping, and the sun was already up—it was a beautiful Sunday indeed.She turned to see the other side of the bed empty. William must have woken up earlier than her. As she got out of bed, a maid knocked before slightly opening the door.“Good morning, Ma'am. Your presence is needed downstairs; we have some visitors,” the maid said.“Visitors?” Jessica thought. “Okay, I'll be downstairs in a few minutes,” she replied.Heading to the bathroom, she quickly freshened up and decided to wear one of William's shirts.As she descended the stairs to the dining room, Jessica halted when she saw who the visitors were—Louis and his family.Charles, who was entertaining the guests, paused when he spotted Jessica.“Jessica,” he smiled warmly.Jessica quickly composed herself. “Good morning, Father,” she greeted.“William, is she the one?” a beautiful lady whispered to William, who was sitting nearby.“Yes. Uncle, Cecilia, I'm
“Stop looking at me like that...or I won't be responsible for what happens next.”Jessica's cheeks reddened even more.“Hey, what sort of words are those? You know, I'm starting to think you're a pervert, Mr. Newman,” Jessica shot back.William just smirked and released her before going to turn off the sprinklers.“What a great cook you are,” William remarked sarcastically, rolling his eyes as he surveyed the wet mess the kitchen had become.Jessica looked away in embarrassment. “What? It's not my fault! The kitchen utensils here are a bit... off,” she scoffed, crossing her arms.“Even when you're at fault, you still have something to say,” William shook his head.Jessica's stomach grumbled loudly again, and she held it in embarrassment.William pulled off his wet shirt, and Jessica’s eyes widened as he began walking toward her. She instinctively shifted back until her thighs bumped against the counter.“What–what are you doing?” she stuttered, her gaze betraying her focus on his uppe
William finished going through some papers before he stood up, placing the documents he needed to review at home into his briefcase. The office was silent. His secretary and personal assistant had already left for the day, and he was among the last to leave, thanks to the heavy workload. Once everything was set, he picked up his briefcase and turned to leave, reaching for the light switch. But he stopped in his tracks when he saw Jessica leaning against his secretary's desk, watching him. "Hi," she muttered, smiling at him. William smiled back. "I thought you wouldn't make it," he said. "I'm sorry. I should have been here earlier, but I had an impromptu lunch with someone," Jessica explained, walking toward him. He held her waist and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "So, what do we do now? It's already late," he murmured. "The night is still young. Besides, we planned this date, so let's not ruin it." Jessica pouted. William studied her for a moment before chuckling.
Alexis smiled as he watched Rachael sleep. She clung to the blanket tightly, like a little girl, her peaceful expression making his heart swell.He ran his fingers gently along her cheek, trailing down to her shoulder."Rachael," he called softly, but she only grunted in response, turning to the other side of the bed.Alexis chuckled, leaning down to pepper kisses along her shoulder. "You're going to be late for work if you don't wake up," he whispered against her skin."Is it morning already?" Rachael mumbled, a small frown forming on her face as she turned back to face him."Good morning," Alexis said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.She smiled sleepily, running a hand over his cheek."I made breakfast for you while you were still sleeping," he said, leaving the bed to retrieve the tray sitting on the table."I followed the recipe without missing a single step. Not sure if it still tastes good, though," Alexis shrugged as he set the tray in front of her.Rachael chuckled, sitting u
"I can't," William said, freeing himself from her grip. "Jessica is my wife and I'll always chose her," he said then faced Roland."I won't tolerate any misplaced about my wife ever again. Whether you like it or not, she's part of this family. If you're not okay with it, you might as well leave." William said, glaring at Roland."William..." Lynne gasped. She didn't expect William would say such thing."Very well then," Roland said and stood up, heading to the exit without turning back.Without further ado, William left the dinning in search of Jessica.A stormy look brewed on Lynne's face as she watched William leave. She glanced at Louis who smirked scornfully at her before facing his food.William stormed in their room and just then, Jessica walked out of their bathroom."Jessica," he muttered and immediately pulled her in for a hug, taking Jessica by surprise."Love, anything wrong?" Jessica muttered, gently rubbing his back.William broke the hug and cupped her cheek, "I'm sorry
Jessica took a deep breath as she arrived at the broadcasting studio, her heels clicking against the polished floors. The bright lights, the flashing cameras, and the hushed murmurs of staff moving about filled the air. Leon was already seated in the studio, chatting casually with the interviewer. He turned as Jessica entered, offering her a warm, fatherly smile. Anyone watching would assume they were a close-bonded family, little did they know.She settled into her seat across from Leon, pasting on a smile as the cameras started rolling.“Mr. Harrison,” the interviewer began, “today’s broadcast is truly special. After years of mystery surrounding your first wife, the public was shocked by the revelation that you had a child with her , the public finally gets to hear the truth from both of you. Mr. Harrison, why did you keep her identity a secret for so long?” she asked.Leon gave a small chuckle, shaking his head. “Jessica wanted to build her career on her own merits. She didn’t wan
The Next Morning…Jessica sat before the vanity table, adding the finishing touches to her makeup. Once done, she picked up her earrings and began putting them on.Today was going to be a busy day for her. She had a meeting with the agency to discuss her upcoming movie.Just then, William pressed his lips against her shoulder. A smile crept onto her lips as she watched him through the reflection of the mirror.“How was your night?” William asked in a deep, gruff voice.“Tiring,” Jessica replied.William smirked, pressing his lips just below her ear. “Well, I’m not tired though…” he whispered.Jessica chuckled and stood up from her seat. “Not right now. I have to be at the company early,” she said, picking up her handbag.William frowned as he watched her. Once she was done, she turned to him and couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on his face.Cupping his cheek, she pressed a soft kiss on his lips. “I love you,” she murmured.William smiled and kissed her back. “I love you,” he mutt
Jessica stared at the two of them, confusion and a slight hint of something else wavering in her eyes.When the red haired woman noticed Jessica, she slowly released William, her gaze still focused on Jessica. William followed her line of sight to see Jessica standing by the staircase."Jessica," William smiled, stretching his hand towards her.Jessica slowly descended the remaining stairs, placing her hand on his. Her gaze was still lingering on the woman."You two probably haven't met before. Jessica meet Lynne, she's the friend we once talked about," William said then turned to the red haired woman, "Lynne, meet Jessica, my wife."Lynne took Jessica's appearance before smiling, "It's a pleasure meeting you, Jessica," she muttered, stretching her hand for a handshake.Jessica slowly accepted the handshake, her gaze never leaving Lynne.This woman was strikingly beautiful with natural red curly hair, mesmerizing blue eyes and dimples which fitted her round cheeks, she had some freckl
"Really?" Jessica exclaimed excitedly."Yes," Rachael replied, "Come tomorrow at the company for further details and also for some finalization. I'm so happy for you, girl!" She exclaimed before hanging.Jessica lowered the phone from her ear and turned to William with a bright smile.William smiled back, "Congratulations, love." He muttered and Jessica hugged him happily.Finally, everything was falling back into place for her. Her dream was slowly turning to reality.Just then, a car drove in the mansion. Jessica released William and turned to see who it was. The car came to a halt not far from where they were standing."Mother!" Jessica's eyes lit up when she saw Helena alight from the car, followed by Charles. She went to hug her.Helena hugged her back too, "How have you been? I saw the news just today, could you believe that? I was so worried about you but thankfully, William had already resolved the problem," Helena said.Jessica smiled, "I'm doing okay, mother," she replied.C
Rachael bit her lip, searching for the right words to explain it to him.Rachael walked closer to him. "Brandon, it's a bit complicated, and—" She halted when Brandon took a step back."You lied to me," Brandon said, tears filling his puppy eyes."No! It's not like that... I would never lie to you. I was just waiting for the right opportunity to tell you," Rachael quickly said."Then why didn’t you tell me that he wasn't my real father?" Brandon asked, referring to Fred.Rachael bit her lip. "It's not like that, I—Brandon!" she called when Brandon ran upstairs to his room, locking the door."Brandon!" Rachael was about to go after him, but Alexis held her back."I'll go talk to him myself," Alexis said, then left.He stopped in front of Brandon's room and knocked. No response.Alexis sighed. "Champ, open up, it's me," he said.Still no reply."Champ, open the door, and I'll tell you everything. Your mom is worried," Alexis knocked again.He still got no reply.Alexis sighed. "It was n
The car drove into the mansion before coming to a halt. Jessica was the first to hop out excitedly. William followed suit, watching her with an amused smile on his lips."You seem happier than worried that we went public," William said.Jessica chuckled. "Initially, I was a bit nervous when I saw it, but now I'm happy. It'll spare me from the stress of all those women who have their eyes on you," she said, winding her arms around his neck.William chuckled. "Seriously? Women? You know I have eyes for only you," he said, holding her waist.Jessica smiled, her gaze lowering to his lips. She stood on her toes, bringing her face closer to his.Just when their lips were about to meet, her phone began ringing. She groaned and pulled it from her pocket, seeing that it was her boss.She muted the call immediately before pocketing her phone."What if the call is important?" William asked."I guess it'll wait. I'm a celebrity now, after all," Jessica smirked, placing a kiss on his lips.William