Daniela stood in the luxurious living room of Alexander's mansion, her arms tightly crossed, her knuckles white from the tension.The silence in the room was deafening,suffocating her with unspoken words.Alexander moved with the pride he possessed,as he reached for something on the nearby table. When he turned, Daniela's eyes immediately caught the gleaming object in his hand- A small velvet box.
The sight of it sent shivers down her spine.A mixture of dread and disbelief swirling in her chest. Her breath hitched as she instinctively took a step back. Her voice, thick with suspicion, broke the tense silence “ What is that, Alexander?” He ignored her, his gaze steady but distant, as if he hadn't held her. Instead, he held the box loosely between his fingers , as though it carried the weight of everything left unsaid between them. Daniel's heart pounded as she pointed at the box, her mind racing with possibilities .“ If you think–----” She stopped herself,swallowing the words that threatened to spill from her lips. Alexander took a deep breath , setting the box on the glass coffee table between them. The sound of it hitting the surface was so loud , reverbating through the room like a gunshot.Daniela's gaze darted from the box back to him,and suddenly everything clicked to her senses. Her lips parted as realization dawned on her. “ Are you suggesting marriage?”Her questions hung in the air like a challenge.She couldn't belive what she was hearing. After all, She was just a one night stand who had a child with a billionaire . A legitimate marriage? That was not supposed to be part of their arrangement at all. Anger and hurt bubbled up inside her as she folded her arms tighter. Her glare burned into Alexander,her mind racing with unanswered questions. Alexander didn't move an inch from where he was. Instead, he met her gaze staring at her ridiculously. His silence only fueled her frustration, and when he finally spoke , his words landed like a bombshell.“ I am”, he said simply , his tone measured yet thick. Daniela's anger boiled as she looked sharply at the box. “ After everything? After walking away when I needed you the most? You think a ring is going to fix what you broke?” Alexander remained calm, his hands sliding into his pockets as he went closer to the table. “ This isn't about fixing anything Daniela”, he said, his voice low and fierce . “ This is about Noah. About giving him the life he deserves”. The mention of their son sent shivers down her spine. “ Don't you dare use Noah as a pawn in this…proposal”, She said. “ Because I gave you the privilege to walk into my life does not mean you should start making demands”. Alexander moved closer, his eyes giving this vulnerability look . “ It's not a demand, Daniela. It's a choice that I'm willing to make for Noah's sake. Daniela laughed out bitterly, her emotions spilling over. She stared at the box again, as if the sight of it mocked her. “ A choice? A choice you mean? If not, I came to meet you at that hotel to query you. Would you have looked for me or showed up? Now you are trying to play smart.
Alexander took a deep breath, his hand brushing through his dark hair. “ I'm not trying to play anything . I know I failed you before, Daniela. But this isn't about me or you. It's about our son”. She took a step closer, her voice trembling as anger and heartbreak melted in her chest. “ So you think this is the answer? That a marriage of convenience is going to make up for the years you have missed?” Alexander looked at Daniela out of pity. “ I'm not daft enough to think it will erase the past”, he said quietly. “ But it's a beginning . I can't change what I did, Daniela . But I can give Noah a bright and stable future that he deserves”. The words hung heavy in the air, but Daniela wasn't ready to relent. Not yet. “ But what do you want exactly, Alexander?” She demanded, her voice low but steady. “ Why now? Why this?” He hesitated , his gaze staring at the box on the table. “ Because I can't live with the doubt that I failed you and Noah”. Daniela sniffed outside, just for a while. She hated the way his words made her remember the man she once loved. But she couldn't let herself fall for it. Not again. “ And if I agree with this ridiculous idea?” She asked, her tone sharp. “ What guarantees me that you wouldn't walk away again?” “ Well, you will have a contract”, Alexander said without hesitation . “ Clear terms. Full custody if it doesn't work. Financial security for you and Noah. Everything will be on your terms, Daniela “. Her breath pained her as she stared at him, The weight of his word sinking in. The room felt too small, heat covering all over her body. She turned her back to him, needing a moment to think things to herself. When she finally spoke,her voice was steady, but her hands trembled . “ I'll think about it”, she said. “ But don't expect me to make this easy for you”. Alexander nodded , a show of hope and relief in his face . “ That's all I ask”.As Daniela reached the door,She glanced back, her expression unreadable. “ I really hope you are serious about your plan, Alexander. Because if you hurt me and my son again.I won't forgive you”. With that, she walked out,leaving Alexander standing alone. The sight of the velvet box on the table mocked him and he also reminded him of the fragile hope he clung to.
For the first time in years, he felt uncertain if the man he had become could ever atone for the man he had been. But one thing was clear,this time, he had to change his old ways if not for anything but for their son.Daniela sat in the small living room of her family house , the space that once brought her comfort now feeling unbearably suffocating. Her fingers twisted the hem of her cardigan, a nervous habit she had since childhood. Across from her,her parents sat on the old floral couch, their eyes fixed on her with mounting curiosity. Her father, Robert, leaned forward , his elbows resting on his knees as his eyes narrowed with suspicion. “ You've been quiet since you walked in, Daniela”,he said in a quiet and low tone. “ What's on your mind Daniela?” Daniela opened her mouth to respond but the words caught in her throat.How could she explain what had transpired without remembering the pain Alexander caused her. She drew in a shaky breath, trying to answer her Dad's question.“ It's about Alexander”, She finally said , her voice soft but clear.The name fell like a prohibition in the room. Her mother, Magaret, stiffened, her hand clutching around the cross around
Daniela stared at her reflection in the mirror of her childhood bedroom, her hands trembling as she smoothed down the wrinkles in her blouse. The room, once her shield, now felt like a prison to her. She had made up her mind already that she was going to be with Alexander. After all, She was old enough to make decisions on her own, but she was also scared of the confrontation waiting for her in the living room .Her parents murmured voices oozing through the walls,their tones a mixture of frustration and concern. Daniela took a deep breath, thinking about her life. She is not going to let anyone dictate her life for her, not even her parents. “ This is for Noah,” She whispered to herself , her voice shaky but determined. As she entered the living room, the familiar scent of air freshener was all over the living room. Robert sat in his usual chair, his arms crossed and face set like someone that was going to the battlefield, while Margaret perched on the
Daniela's heart pounded as she parked in front of Alexander's sprawling estate. The weight of her parents' rejection still pressed heavily on her chest, and the sight of the massive house amplified her anger. The grandeur of the mansion felt suffocating, a reminder of the choice that had cost her everything. Holding Noah's hand,she leaned down and whispered, her voice trembling , “ Stay close to me , baby,” She kissed the top of his head, drawing strength from his innocence. The butler greeted her at the door,and ushered her inside with a polite nod. The interior radiated wealth,from the gleaming marble floors to the furniture in the house. Everything screamed luxury, but to Daniela it felt like she was captured in a cage.When she reached Alexander's office, She found him resting behind a large desk with a glass of whiskey in his hand. His tailored navy suit was immaculate , but his eyes were as cold and unreadable as ever. At the sound of her footsteps,he looked
The morning of the wedding came finally. Daniela layed in bed,her body too heavy to rise,as if her entire body was weak. For a moment,She nearly forgot it was her wedding because she was not happy she was getting married. But did she have a choice? I The Lawson estate was filled with a lot of activities. Servants running about, setting up decorations, Carrying trays of food ,and ensuring every order was perfect. The sound of music flowed through the halls,but she was less bothered about it. She wasn't the one footing the bills,and the atmosphere only reminded her of how little this day truly meant to her.In the bridal dressing room, she sat motionless, staring into the mirror.The gown Alexander had chosen for her clung perfectly to her figure, the intricate lace portraying wealth and luxury. To anyone else, it might have been the dress of a lifetime. But to Daniela, it was nothing more than a shackle, binding her to a life she hadn't chosen. She reached
Daniela walked back and forth in the house,her mind filled with confusion , frustration and fear. Life had been throwing stones at her, leaving her feeling she was trapped in a cage. Just when she thought he had changed a bit,He will do something that will make her angry. Deep down,she knew something was wrong somewhere. There was too much about their past, their present , and his intentions that didn't add up. For a while now,She had suspected that her involvement in his life wasn't accidental. What started as her just being just a fling had turned into something much bigger.Her phone rang suddenly , cutting through the tension in the room. She looked at her screen and saw Alexander's name. She was amused to see his name. She frowned her face in anger. “ What is he calling her for?Didn't he just go to the office not quite long?” She swiped the screen, bringing the phone to her ear. “ I wasn't expecting you to call”, She said, her voice in low tones
Chapter 11.A mother's final wish.The ring of Daniela's phone shattered the quiet of her small apartment. She frowned, wiping her hands on a towel as she moved to pick it up. It was an unfamiliar number, and for a moment, She ignored it at first. But her instincts made her pick the call. “ Hello?”“ Miss Daniela?” a strained, unfamiliar voice on the other end said. “ This is nurse Williams from St. Mary's hospital. Your mother has been admitted . It's very serious. Rush here now and make your way here”. The towel dropped from Daniela's hands . “ What? What happened to her? Is she okay?” The nurse screamed her voice. “ She collapsed earlier this afternoon. The doctors were running tests, but her condition appears critical. You should come as early as possible”. Daniela became so frightened at what the nurse told her. Her heart raced and her heart kept on beating as fast as possible . Her mother,the one constant in her life, couldn't be facing something like this
Chapter 12.Shadows of goodbye.The day of the funeral came to a close and it was a rainy day. It was as if the heavens themselves mourned the loss of Daniela's mother. The rain began to fall heavily as mourners gathered at the small church on the outskirts of town. Daniela sat in the front row, her hands holding tightly around a tissue. Her eyes were swollen and red from days of crying, but no tears fell now the day of the burial. She felt emotionally drained within her, as though her grief had hollowed her out and left her with nothing but the ache in her chest. Alexander sat beside her,his expression a mixture of fake sympathy . He hadn't said much since her mother's death, but his presence dominated, a shield that both steadied and suffocated her. She didn't see him as someone she could lean unto and tell her problems because he was extremely angry with her.The priest's voice was heard through the church, calm and steady, as he delivered the eulogy to mour
The days after the funeral clouded together for Daniela, a mixture of grief and confusion . Her father's words kept ringing in her brain." You're no longer my daughter " She sat alone in the mansion, staring at the rain falling in the windows. The house felt colder, and emptier than ever. Alexander had been absent for most of the day, busy with meetings he refused to discuss . Daniela felt like a prisoner, not just of the house but of her own mind. Not long after, A maid appeared holding a small envelope. " This just arrived, ma. And it is stated urgent. Daniela collected the envelope from the maid and waited for the maid to go.The air in Alexander’s study was oppressive, thick with the scent of aged leather and polished wood. Daniela sat in the chair behind his desk, her gaze focused on the envelope that laid before her.Her mind screamed at her to leave it unopened, to put it into a drawer and pretend it didn’t exist. But curiosity couldn't make her do that
Gabriel sat in the dimly lit living room, staring blankly at the wall. The silence of the house was suffocating, pressing against his chest like a heavy weight. The absence of Daniela felt like a gaping hole in his life, one that he never imagined would exist.Just days ago, this house was filled with warmth, laughter, and the familiar presence of the woman he loved. Now, it was just an empty space—lifeless, cold, and unbearably quiet.He let out a long, shaky breath as he ran a hand through his disheveled hair. His eyes, bloodshot from lack of sleep, flickered toward the half-empty bottle of whiskey on the table. He had never been much of a drinker, but tonight, the burn of alcohol seemed like the only thing keeping him grounded."Why, Daniela?" he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you do this to me?"The pain in his chest tightened as memories of her flooded his mind. The way she used to smile at him, the way she would rest her head on his shoulder after a long da
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the vast, fertile lands of the village as Alexander’s convoy approached. The air buzzed with excitement, and the entire community had gathered in anticipation of the arrival of their new king and queen.Alexander sat in the back of his luxurious black car,his fingers joined together as he stared out of the window. Beside him, Daniela sat quietly, her expression unreadable. She was dressed in a flowing royal blue gown, adorned with intricate golden embroidery that shimmered in the fading sunlight.She had not spoken much since they left the city. Alexander had noticed the distant look in her eyes, but he didn’t care. All that mattered was that she was here with him, and soon, she would be crowned as his queen.The journey had been long, winding through dusty roads and dense forests, but finally, they reached the grand palace at the heart of the village. The palace, though ancient, stood with an air of majesty—its walls adorned w
Gabriel stood frozen, his entire world crashing down around him. The wrumpled note in his trembling hands felt heavier than it should, as if it carried the weight of all the emotions swirling inside him. His chest tightened, his breathing uneven as the words replayed in his mind. I’m sorry. I don’t expect you to understand, but I have to go. Please don’t look for me.His throat left him and before he knew it, hot tears welled up in his eyes. His hands trembled as he wiped his face, but the tears kept coming. He let out a sharp breath, gripping the edge of the dining table for support.Why?Why would Daniela suddenly leave him like this? After everything they had been through, after everything he had done for her?He staggered backward, dragging a hand through his hair in frustration. His mind reeled with unanswered questions. This wasn’t just a simple breakup—it didn’t make sense. Daniela had given no signs of being unhappy. She had never complained. If anything, she had seemed happy
Gabriel stirred in his sleep, shifting slightly as he reached out for Daniela, expecting to feel the warmth of her body beside him. His fingers touched nothing but cold sheets. His brows furrowed as his eyes flickered open. The dim glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the empty space beside him.“Daniela?” he called groggily, his voice thick with sleep. No response.His heart pounded slightly as he sat up, running a hand through his messy hair. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and checked the time—2:37 AM. A strange sense of unease crept up his spine.Maybe she had gone to the bathroom? He swung his legs off the bed, planting his feet on the cold tiles before standing up. He walked toward the bathroom door and knocked lightly.“Dani?”Silence.His chest tightened as he pushed the door open, only to find the bathroom empty. He frowned, stepping out into the dimly lit bedroom. His eyes darted around, his mind struggling to stay rational.“She must be in the kitchen,” he murmur
The city was wrapped in silence, the streets nearly empty except for the occasional flicker of headlights cutting through the night. The digital clock on the bedside table blinked 2:13 AM in bold red numbers, casting a faint glow in the dimly lit bedroom.Gabriel lay beside her, deep in sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. The rhythmic sound of his breathing should have been comforting—it always had been. But tonight, it suffocated her.Daniela sat up slowly, careful not to make a sound.Her mind was a tangled mess.She didn’t understand what was happening to her. A few hours ago, she had been living her normal life—working, loving Gabriel, planning for their future. But now, all she could think about was Alexander.His voice.His face.His presence.It was like an invisible thread was pulling her toward him, tightening around her chest, making it impossible to breathe unless she was closer to him.Her heart ached for him.And she had no idea why.Shaking off the confusion, s
The sun hung lazily in the sky, casting soft golden hues through the curtains of Daniela’s cozy apartment. The room was quiet, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirping of birds outside. It was her day off from work, and she had planned to rest, maybe even do some cleaning, but she hadn’t expected a visitor.And certainly not him.Alexander stood at her doorstep, his usual confident smile in place, holding a neatly arranged gift bag. Daniela's brows furrowed in mild surprise. She hadn’t seen or spoken to him in weeks. She had moved on—at least, she thought she had.Still, curiosity got the better of her."What are you doing here?" she asked, crossing her arms.Alexander let out a small chuckle, his deep voice smooth. "Relax, Daniela. I just wanted to check on you. No pressure, no trouble. Just... an old friend bringing a gift."Her eyes flickered down to the bag in his hand.She hesitated.She knew Alexander too well. He was never one to do things wit
Alexander sat in his lavishly furnished bedroom, the golden chandelier above casting a dim glow over the space. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and faint traces of burning incense—remnants of the chief priest’s visit from the previous day.On the polished mahogany table in front of him lay a small, dark vial.He picked it up, rolling it between his fingers. The chief priest had promised him that this would change everything. One drop of the sacred potion, and Daniela would no longer resist him. She would no longer see Gabriel. She would no longer refuse his love."Daniela, you will be mine again. You don’t have a choice."The thought sent a wicked thrill through him.He leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest. He had spent the entire night thinking about how things had spiraled out of his control.When he and Daniela were together, he had never once thought she would leave him. He had been confident—too confident—tha
The morning sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows of Alexander’s penthouse, casting long shadows across the floor. He had barely slept, his thoughts consumed by the memory of Daniela—her laughter, her sharp tongue, the way her eyes once softened when she looked at him. But that was in the past. Now, she was engaged to another man, willingly giving herself to someone who wasn’t him.That knowledge burned through his veins.No matter what, she would be his.A sharp knock on the door jolted him from his thoughts. He straightened, already knowing who it was. He strode toward the door, his heart pounding with anticipation, and pulled it open.Chief Priest Okanga stood before him, draped in a flowing red robe embroidered with ancient symbols. His presence was as commanding as ever, his dark eyes holding the wisdom of generations past. Around his neck, cowries and beads rattled softly as he stepped inside.“You summoned me, my prince,” Okanga said in his deep, measured voice.Alex
The night was heavy with silence, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the antique clock in Alexander’s dimly lit bedroom. He sat at the edge of his king-sized bed, gripping his phone tightly in his hand. The soft glow of the screen illuminated his face, revealing the storm brewing in his dark eyes. His mind was restless, tormented by the memories of Daniela—her smile, her laughter, the way she used to look at him with trust in her eyes.But now, all of that was gone.She had moved on. With another man.His jaw clenched as he thought about Gabriel. The name alone sent a wave of anger through him. How dare he? How dare Gabriel take what was his? Daniela belonged to him. It had always been him and Daniela—until she walked away.He let out a slow, ragged breath, scrolling through his messages. The last one he had sent her had gone unanswered. His previous calls had been ignored. And earlier that day, when he had gone to see her, she had shut the door in his face without a second though