TRISTIAN'S POVPresent dayI stared at the form on the bed, and although I was wondering where Jean was, I found myself drawn to the beautiful body in a lingerie. What was even more shocking was when I placed the body and the face. It was Ciara. I spat out in disgust.What was she doing here?I staring at her in shock, the first thing that came to mind was how come she was in my room, how had she found her way into the room where I was staying?Where was the guard that was supposed to be stationed outside my door? I only managed to call her name once before she was all over me, hindering my ability to speak. Succumbing, I let her kiss me, my emotions fighting what looked like a lost battle. Before I could recognize myself, I was kissing her back, my hands grabbing the huge behind that was once mine a few years ago. “My God, Ciara.”If there was anything I was acknowledging as she stood before me in all her glory, it was the fact that her body hadn't degraded one bit. Her behind was
KAYLA'S POVPresent dayI stirred awake, staring at my alarm clock. The hardest part of being a single mother to me, was waking up and preparing your child for school whilst preparing yourself for work. I didn't know if women who still had husbands in their lives realized how difficult it was. The dealing with your child's incessant morning problems while trying to figure out a way to handle your own. It drove most single mothers crazy, but I wasn't that single mother. And also, my child, Liam wasn't just any child. He was well trained, and even if he was a chatterbox and a package of behaving as if he was older, he was still a gem regardless.Ditching my bed clothes, I headed for his room. I opened the door and there he was on the bed, snoring slightly, his mouth open and drool escaping from it. I knew if I told him when he was awake that he had been drooling, he would never accept. That was the extent of Liam’s argument on a daily basis.He was sure that he was so conscious of hims
TRISTIAN'S POVI was sipping the coffee I had ordered from room service when Jean, my personal guard burst into my room, his gun at the ready. The alarm and panic in his eyes died down as soon as he saw that I was okay, then he leaned against the door, his head in his hands.He pocketed the revolver, finally mustering the courage to look at my face.“Good morning sir.”I tried to smile even though I didn't feel like it, even though my lips refused to budge. I sipped my coffee, then glanced at the sorry face he was making, his eyes refusing to meet mine. “Good morning Jean. What happened to my room yesterday, Jean? I came in to find my door open, and a woman inside, waiting for me. How is that possible when I left you in charge of the door for only a few hours.”He scratched the back of his neck, and I could see that he was at loss at what to say for the meantime. Adjusting, he cleared his throat as if he had eventually found what he wanted to say. “I'm still finding it difficult to
CIARA'S POVI waited in my car, my cigarette in my right hand. It was becoming more than just an obsession, the way I followed Tristian Ravenford around. It was becoming a part of me now.I had followed him after he left the office, my inwards cringing as I discovered where he was headed. It said Nova interiors, and I knew who the CEO was already without knowing. It was Kayla Smith, and for the umpteenth time, I asked myself what he saw in Kayla that I didn't have double folds.It made me annoyed, the way he was drooling over a woman who clearly didn't want him. Couldn't he see that I wanted him, that I was ready to accept his flaws as far as he was mine once again? I was still watching the Nova building when I saw them exit the building and head for her car in a hurry. I waited for her to start driving before I began following her, pacing my car and driving alongside with her at a slow pace. I billowed smoke out of my nostrils, wondering where they were headed.It was when she broug
TRISTIAN'S POVAs I stared at Kayla share my ice cream, I knew that the time was right. I had put it off for so long, I had tried to wait for the so-called right time. There was no other right time. It was now or never.As she licked the ice cream off my cone, I stared at her beautiful face and her tongue. Goosebumps filled my flesh as I imagined what that tongue could do to me, as I imagined what that face could do to me. The power she had over me was immense, and I wanted it to be more than just immense. I wanted it to be intense too, with our bodies next to each other.First of all, I knew that in order to get Kayla alone, I needed to get rid of Liam. I smiled at him, watching him play games on one of the company's free laptops. He smiled at me in return and I moved closer, joining him in playing the game till we were both tired.“Mini me.”I smiled at him, and he smiled in return, eyes lighting up. His respect for me had seemed to increase a notch when he saw the outfit I had been
CIARA'S POVI stared at them from my car, watching them get cozy as they leaned on the railing of the verandah. I couldn't hear what was being said, but I knew I was losing the battle, I was losing my man, and my world was falling apart. I retrieved a cigarette from the pack on the dashboard of my car, then sighed.My barbershop business was suffering. I had chosen to follow Tristian Ravenford, to obsess over him even though it wasn't healthy, and I knew that despite the fact that he wasn't ever going to look at me the same way ever again, I was still pushing it. I was still doing what I did because I loved him and I wanted him to love me too. I wanted him to look at him in the same way that I looked at him. I lit the cigarette, my mind wandering to Kayla's son, who was alone in the house with a babysitter. This could be my chance to hurt them, to tell them that there were people who didn't approve of their relationship, who didn't approve of their being together. I took a drag of
KAYLA'S POVI was in the furniture market, trying to choose some chairs and tables for my client in the United kingdom. I wanted to make his house beautiful, I needed that five star review. If I wanted to go to the top, there was only one way to achieve it, by satisfying my clients.The talk of satisfaction made me recollect all that had occured after the dinner date last night. After dropping me, I had asked Tristian Ravenford if he wanted to come in, but to my utmost shock, he said no. He wanted to take things slow, were the exact words he had used, and it made me laugh time and time again. I understood him perfectly though. He didn't want to jeopardize our relationship, he had said it time and time again in the car till I had come to believe it. He wanted what was best for us, and had promised again and again that he wasn't going to screw up. I liked this version of Tristian Ravenford better. He knew that I was fragile, he knew the stakes in the relationship and he knew what was
CIARA'S POV“How did it go?”For the first time in months I was in my barbershop, attending to a client. It was in a state of disarray, no matter how well I trusted Lucas and Arianna, they hadn't done a good job of taking care of the shop because they knew there was no one to query them. The mirrors were dusty, the floors showed signs of not being mopped recently, and even some clippers were faulty. I had scolded them, raising my voice to make sure they knew the dexterity of their offense. How dare they leave the shop in tatters? It was clearer now, this was the reason there were no customers, not because I wasn't taking care of the place, it was simply because it wasn't clean.Adrian stood next to me, watching me do my work. He had come in a few minutes ago, and his face beared signs of worry. It made me wonder what had transpired between him and the interior designer lady.“Bad, very very bad. I don't think she believed me. She’s stronger than she actually looks, that one. She mig
KAYLA'S POV The courtroom was filled to the brim. The tension was crackling, and one could hear a pin drop.Both lawyers had presented their arguments, and it was up to the jury to make their decision before it would be passed down to the judge.I stare at Tristian Ravenford, who stared at me in return. He was in a beautiful suit, and he looked handsome. His wound was healing fast, and his life was returning back to normal. All of our lives were returning back to normal.Liam was in school once again, and his story was being turned into a documentary. A writer was also writing it to turn it into a book, it was a beautiful story, a story of survival and determination to survive, to live. I was back at work, but I had a different plan for myself and my son after this case. During the past year while the case had been dragging on, I had used the proceeds of Nova interiors to set up another branch in California. That was my plan. I was going to move away with Liam, and I was going to st
KAYLA'S POVI fell in shock as I watched the life seep out of the man I had come to love. He was bleeding profusely, and from the distant look in his eyes, I could see that he was gradually fading.The gun had fallen from Ciara's hand and she was also bent in worry, her hair soaking up Tristian's blood as she bent to check if he was breathing. I was dumbfounded. I was lost. I was crippled with fear. I didn't know what to do at that moment, I could only pray that Tristian Ravenford didn't die. I couldn't imagine living without him, I couldn't imagine losing him. I was crying now, but I wasn't myself. It seemed I was looking at everything happening from a distance. That was what fear seemed to do to me. Fear was one of my enemies, and anytime it hit me at its fullest, I would suddenly go numb. I was paralyzed by fear. By the fear of death. But at that moment, the paralysis disappeared because a dozen sirens began to sound, and even the huge siren of the ambulance made me wipe my tea
KAYLA'S POVI left the station after Tristian. I wanted to know where he was going. When he kissed me on the forehead, there was something in his eyes, a determined look that told me all I needed to know. He was going somewhere, somewhere dangerous, and he didn't want me to know. For all I knew, the kiss on my forehead was one of farewell. And if I was going to lose my son, I didn't want to lose him too no matter how much I hated the chaos he had brought into my life. That was why I left the station in a taxi, telling the taxi to follow his car. I was afraid for him. I was afraid that he wasn't going to come back to me, afraid of the steely determined expression I had found on his face, of the look in his eyes. I didn't want to lose Tristian Ravenford because I still loved him. And I would do anything to keep that love alive and burning. His car stopped next to a house that had overgrown grass and peeling paint. I stopped the taxi, paying the bald headed driver off and tipping hi
TRISTIAN'S POVI drove out of the police station, my feet on the accelerator. I knew exactly where Ciara's old house was located, and even though I wasn't particularly sure, I felt that she was inside there. My instincts told me so. There was no other place Ciara Hemsworth went to hide when things were tough, and I believed that she was still in that house, probably waiting for the chaos she had created to die down. But why?Why did it have to be Liam? What had I done to Ciara to deserve the hate and the dislike? What had I done, that had deserved Kayla's son being kidnapped, that had almost brought a rift in our relationship and destroyed it?As far as I knew, I had never left Ciara just because I wanted to leave her. I had left her because my life was endangered, because I knew and felt that if she was capable of ganging up with my old friends and stealing my money, then there was nothing she couldn't do to satisfy her greed for money. But why?Why had she gone ahead to try and d
CIARA'S POV I stood next to my car, crouching. I was quite a distance from the apartment I shared with Adrian, but I could see everything that was happening. I had initially wanted to go out, but I had just discovered that I had forgotten the stash of cash I wanted to use in purchasing gas for my car.About four or more police squad cars had filled the yard, and I could see a few policemen come out. A megaphone rented the air, announcing that anyone in the house should come forth. When I saw Adrian come out of the house his hands raised in surrender, my heart skipped a beat. The policemen were all over him in seconds, his body against the squad car. A few officers went inside the house, and I imagined them combing the house, looking for Liam. I nodded grimly. Jokes on them. That was my reason for taking him to the orphanage. It was just as if I had known. It was happening before my eyes. The officers came forth from the house empty-handed. A few questions were thrown to Adrian wh
ADRIAN'S POV I stared at Camila, surprised, hurt and angry. How dare she choose Tristian Ravenford over me? I had been in the meeting for days, the spoils were mine to take.How come she had made the whole shareholders still vote for Tristian over me? I was annoyed. Standing, I addressed them, my hands trembling in anger.Without mincing words, I left the agency, anger coursing through my veins. How was it possible? How had he made it happen?I knew that Camila was once his lover, but how she had successfully maneuvered the decision of the shareholders to favor Tristian Ravenford was beyond me. I saw everything I had planned by trying to get power come crashing down. I wasn't going to get a good lawyer, and I wasn't going to get custody of my daughter.Dejected, I entered the house I now shared with Ciara, surprised to see her eating and not finding Liam anywhere.“Ciara? Where's Liam?”She stared at me, grinning widely.“Didn't you get my text? Him being around wasn't safe. I've ta
KAYLA'S POVComing back home, I noticed Tristan's Porsche in my garage once again. For the record, I knew what he was going through at the moment. I had heard that he hadn't even been going to work anymore.He was going through the same feelings I was going through because of Liam. It was clear as day. Maybe I was treating him quite wrongly, maybe I was treating him unfairly. He had already gone to three private investigators, and most of them had been paid without any results. It was all the same thing.He was sitting on the stairs and stood up when he saw me, his eyes glinting in happiness. His hair was a mess, his shirt was stained and even his beards were unshaven. At that moment, all I wanted to do was hold him. We had been through a lot together, and I knew it was best if I let him come into my house at least for the time being. He sat on the sofa, watching television while I took a shower. When I entered the sitting room, I could see his eyes light up as soon as he saw me in
ADRIAN'S POVI stared at my wife, Natalie. She was stating her terms clearly, and although she had said it before, I couldn't believe it. I was finding it difficult to believe that she meant what she was saying, that she was indeed doing what I thought she was doing.For the past two weeks, I had been so occupied with my role in the Liam abduction that I had absolutely no time for anything else. That meant missing a few of Natalie's calls and texts, and getting back to the house I used to call mine after that period, I was shocked to see everything packed up. Natalie was staring at me, awaiting my reply.She had stated her terms fairly. She wanted a divorce. And she wanted to take custody of our daughter.“Come on, Natalie, come off it.”“There's no coming off anything, Adrian Ravenford. You left the house for two weeks, never returned my calls or texts. Never checked up on your daughter. Never even bothered to ask us how we were faring. And now you hope to see your house in the orde
CIARA'S POVI didn't like the way things were going. It was now a week and Tristian Ravenford wasn't still mine. It drove me crazy, the fact that I might be doing all this in vain, that at the end of the day, he might not even belong to me. He was probably still with Kayla right now, and even thinking about it made me hurt with anger. Adrian on the other hand had started to infiltrate Tristian's agency. Due to the fact that he wasn't coming to work, it was stated in the company rules that within two working weeks, if the head of the shareholders didn't show up, then it was natural for a member of his family to take up the post after a vote. Adrian was going to his agency everyday without Tristian's knowledge, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before he got his heart's desire, before he achieved what he was seeking. And what about me? When was I going to achieve mine?It hurt me and as I stared at Liam, I suddenly realized that the hatred I felt towards him and his mother