ACCOUNT RESISTING Sarah pov“I would like to inquire about the reason for the blocking of my account transaction, Donovan.”“At this moment, Sarah, I feel you are not entitled to anything from me.”“Your intention seems to be to tarnish my reputation and character; however, I assure you that I will convey this to the appropriate parties.” He appeared despondent, his legs crossed as I reflected on Donovan's words.“Do you believe that restricting my account will bring you the peace you seek? Come now, Donovan, you spoke out against me in court without any sense of remorse, and do you truly expect me to entertain your nonsensical claims?”“I anticipated that you would address the legal matters,” he exclaimed, reaching for the coffee cup positioned on the table. I swiftly removed it from his grasp. “That belongs to me, Mr. You should get your own,” I retorted, my frustration intensifying. “That is the sole privilege you possess, madam,” he mocked.My anger surged in response to his sar
Stay with me Lana povThe driver executed a rapid turn into an unfamiliar main road. Frankly, I was unaware of the street we were entering. "Where are you taking me?" I inquired of Jenkin, who merely responded with a smile. "Ma'am Lana, this is an alternative route to the office, as the main road is currently under reconstruction," he explained, his attention primarily directed at the rearview mirror.Suddenly, he faltered as I heard a loud crash followed by a scream from the front. "What on earth just happened?" I shouted, my eyes wide with disbelief, but he remained silent. "Ma'am, I believe we may have struck someone," he said, his voice low and trembling. In an instant, I opened the car door and rushed outside. The vacant stares of the onlookers sent a chill down my spine. "You nearly killed him!" an elderly woman shouted, her voice resonating through the air, leaving me at a loss for words, stumbling over my thoughts.Upon exiting the vehicle, I surveyed the surroundings. I
Missing child Lana povI settled onto the couch alongside the young boy, who was engrossed in playing video games with me. The emotions I experienced in his presence were difficult to articulate, especially considering the disparity between our feelings. "No, Lana, you've ruined it!" he exclaimed, his expression contorting in dismay as I inadvertently pressed a green button on the phone. "You shouldn't have," he murmured. I sensed the frustration that arises when one's efforts are thwarted by another. "I apologize, Bryan; I was merely attempting to assist," I responded, my voice barely rising above a whisper as I nibbled on a bowl of popcorn. "My mother always talks about getting me more toys, but she never actually does," he remarked. I rolled my eyes upward, his words striking a painful chord and evoking memories of my own child. I realized I needed to locate the orphanage and reclaim my child.As I sat in contemplation, attempting to navigate my emotions, Bryan unexpectedly t
He is acting strange Donovan pov.A knock resonated through the door, causing my heart to race as I anxiously peered outside, hoping to see our child. It was nearly 9 PM, and there had been no updates from the police or any reliable source regarding our son's whereabouts. "What is wrong with you, Sarah? Stop crying and answer the door," I growled, pacing back and forth in the living room, the weight of our son's disappearance pressing heavily upon me. Before I could even take a deep breath, I heard the door swing open. She could hardly contain her anticipation for her son's return. I muttered to myself as I sluggishly approached the door to witness the moment for myself. My heart raced at the sight of my son standing on the doorstep. "Bryan!" Sarah exclaimed, her voice echoing through the room as I opened the door, allowing her to enter with Bryan. It was surprising that we did not see who had brought him home. "Bryan, sweetheart, where have you been? Mummy has missed you so much
Caroline povI observed her lips moving as she spoke nonsensically. How could she even contemplate borrowing a child for a few hours, nearly extending it to an entire day? "Please, Lana, can you cease your chatter?" I implored, my voice barely rising above a whisper, as I directed a determined gaze towards her. "I cannot refrain from speaking, Caroline. What about the child? He might open up, despite my pleas for him to remain silent," she replied, pacing anxiously at the entrance of the café. I could see the fear in her eyes; she was not only attempting to steady herself but also escalating the tension. "It is foolish of you to believe that the young child will not refer to you as 'Lana,' his adopter. Prepare yourself for the consequences," I warned. At that moment, she halted her pacing and grasped my wrist tightly.‘What shall we do now? I find myself missing my child, Caroline. Surely, one cannot fault a mother for longing to hold her child, can they?” She understood my sentime
FIRST DEAL WITH HIMLana povI have come to the realization that I must provide Donovan's company with an opportunity, primarily due to their son; however, I wish to conceal the underlying motive behind my decision. As I stood in front of the mirror, I reflected on this matter, acknowledging that it is a thought that may linger for the next twenty millennia. I twirled playfully, admiring my reflection from behind. After a few minutes, I completed my transformation. “Oops…” I let out a small snort. Finally, I applied my lip gloss, blowing kisses to my reflection in the mirror as I whispered softly. Upon arriving at the office, it was evident that everyone was deeply engrossed in their daily tasks, underscoring the busy schedule we maintained with Donovan's firm and several other reliable associates. "Good morning, Mrs. Lana, you look lovely as always," one of the staff members remarked, her gaze fixed on me while she organized some files on her desk."Good morning, Jessy," I responde
She's heartless Sarah pov"Lana, are you there?" Bryan inquired calmly, a smile directed at her that appeared somewhat out of place. I found myself questioning how he even knew her name as I observed his focused attention on her. She did not extend a warm greeting; instead, she offered a smirk to a young boy who seemed completely unaware of the situation. "You are quite arrogant, Lana; the boy is merely showing interest in you as any child would," I remarked, my voice tinged with frustration. Her expression shifted to one of distress as she rose from her seat, yet rather than escalating the situation, Bryan intervened. "Mrs. Lana, I hope we are not causing any inconvenience. My mother and I can leave if our presence is unwelcome," he stated gently, his soft voice cutting through my anger like ice. I contemplated the urge to confront her, perhaps even to pull her hair in frustration. "Bryan, dear," I called to the young boy, whose eyes were welling with tears. "We will be departin
A BUSINESS TRIP WITH MY EX HUSBAND Lana povThe receptionist informed me, "Ma'am, we only have one room available for both of you," her tone dripping with insincerity. I struggled to comprehend the absurdity of her statement. "Listen, he’s not my husband; we’re here for a business meeting. Find us another place," I retorted, casting a glance toward Donovan, who was preoccupied with a phone call to Sarah. She seemed to be the one who could help us.I placed my hands on the counter, waiting for her to check the room listings, but she merely raised her eyebrows and shook her head. "I’m sorry, ma'am, but this is the only available room," she replied. Frustrated, I called out to Donovan."Donovan, we need to book another hotel; we have a deal to finalize tomorrow," I snapped, glaring at him in anger. He hesitated before putting his phone away.He gestured toward me, and I felt a wave of disgust. "What’s the issue, Lana?" he asked, reaching out to touch me, but I recoiled, my anger boilin