About two weeks after their return from Spain, Angelina was in the garden with Honey perched on the concrete chair beside her when Elliot, one of the burly security guards came to her, bearing a large bouquet of flowers and a dessert box in his hands. Like she usually does to all their workers, she didn't wait for him to greet her as she cheerily greeted him first. "Good morning Eli! For you to have left your post, this morning must be a very special one indeed!" Elliot removed his dark glasses and bowed his head respectfully. He's the no-nonsense chief security guard and a man of very few words. All that matters to him is his duty. "Good morning Angelina ma'am. This is a special delivery for Sir."The smile on Angelina's face instantly vanished. Special delivery for Sir? Flowers and desserts? For Maxwell? Her husband?Just as that thought came to her mind, another tiny voice in her mind reminded her, 'Contract husband. Remember, he's just your contract husband Angie!'
For the first time in all of her life, Angelina was at a loss of words. She didn't know what to say or do as she didn't want to say the wrong thing and blow up the whole thing. This is the very first time that he's opening up to her about his past and she's afraid that if she crossed her limit by saying the wrong thing, he might clamp his mouth shut once again. And she had so many questions that she was dying to ask but she didn't know if he would even answer her or just tell her to mind her own business. Afterall, theirs was a marriage in name only.But Angelina will always be Angelina. So biting the bullet, she queried, "Where is she now? How come she never visits? Or calls?"From where she's standing, Angelina could vividly see Maxwell stiffening as soon as she asked those questions. Thinking that she must have crossed her limit just as she had feared that she might, Angelina sighed. She turned to face the door and slowly made her way towards it. She had just placed her right
Trigger Warning: The chapter you're about to read contains talks that might be considered a trigger to some people. There will be no explicit description at all, just few vague narrations of the abuse the male lead went through. So please be warned. Thank you. "He married her when I was four and a half and from the first day that she came into our lives, she started…touching me."Angelina gasped out loud while her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in horror. Touching him? A four year old?! Never, never in her most wildest imaginations had she thought that was what he meant when he described Janette as a devil. She had heard of pedophiles but she had always thought that they existed only in make-believe stories and not in reality. Never in reality! "At first, it was just with her hands, then with time, she used her mouth as well. She always threatened me with a knife, pledging to slit my throat and that of my Nanna's if I dared to tell anyone. And I never did because I
Maxwell's low tone broke into her thoughts. "Fortunately, I was finally able to get rid of her about two years after I started M.J Tech. At that time, I had built a small bungalow for myself and thinking that my business had started blooming, she brought Isabella to me, claiming that she couldn't continue living with an imbecile. That was what ticked me off. I loved Isabella ever since she was born and so that name she called her with just because she couldn't speak hurt me a lot. So I took in Isabella, hired Lucy and placed a very tight security which kept Janette out of my life for a very long time. She kept trying though, and I must admit, keeping her at bay was one of the hardest things I have ever done." "I suffered beyond imagination. The withdrawal syndrome…it was something else. But with courage, determination and will power, I passed through the phase by immersing myself completely in my work, taking care of Isabella, therapy sessions and doing some… strategies of
Maxwell sharply turned to look at her. Although he wasn't really sure about his mother's case, what Angelina said made sense. A lot of sense infact. He had hastily passed judgement on Angelina and up till now, he's still regretting that. The woman he had written off as a two-timing, deceptive, phony and scheming she-devil had actually turned out to be the sweetest, kindest, funniest and most pure-hearted angel he had ever come across. So yes, what she just said made a great deal of sense indeed! Hasty judgements mostly lead to regrets.Angelina's melodic voice stole into his thoughts. "I'm still confused about one thing though. You mentioned earlier that you banned both of your parents from interfering with your life. But in your story, it was your father who…erm, sent you away."Maxwell scoffed. "Yeah, when the love of his life came back into his life, the duke thought that he could have it all. I guess he thought that her return into his life automatically meant that ev
Angelina found herself completely captivated by the flowers which were now sitting beautifully in the vase. She had never seen a collection of flowers as beautiful as the one in front of her. Since she had initially assumed they were from his secret lover, she didn't bother to look properly at them but now that she knows who they came from, she gave the captivating flowers a proper look and that was when she saw the very attractive, neat floral arrangement they were made in. There were different varieties of flowers from hyacinths to hydrangeas to white tulips, lillies, peonies and carnations. It was indeed a very eye-catching collection of purple, pink and white flowers. However, what caught her rapt attention was the beautiful floral arrangement in the middle of the bouquet which looks like word arrangement of some sort. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was indeed word arrangement which spelt the words 'H.B.D SON'It took Angelina a short while to ponder over the words and w
Since the reservation that Isabella made was for eight pm at night, by seven fifteen pm, Angelina was all decked up and ready to go. However, she kept twirling around in front of the mirror, feeling quite uncomfortable and self-conscious in the dress Isabella had bought specifically for this night.Wasn't a white dress supposed to signify purity, virtuousness and chastity? But her own white dress signified the direct opposite! With the way the low cut v-neck exposed almost half of her cleavage and the way the bodycon dress hugged her curvaceous body in all the right places, she looked like a siren set out to seduce all the men she comes across!That was Angelina's thought as she kept turning from this way to the other in front of the mirror, assessing her looks. She had always been aware that she had an attractive feminine figure ever since she was a teenager which was why she had mostly disguised as a boy at that time due to the lecherous slum guys who find it hard to keep their hand
Despite her discomfort and self-consciousness about the sexy bodycon dress, Angelina was having a good time at the posh restaurant. Dining at the seventh floor of the fancy Stratford Hotel was like a dream come true for Angelina as she loved going high up on the rooftop, which is probably the main reason why Isabella chose it in the first place. Not just that, the gently dimmed lighting, the funky plants, beautiful stone surfaces and most especially, the smooth, melodic and slow jazz music playing in the background made the atmosphere very appealing and romantic. Even the food tasted so wonderful that Angelina had her second foodgasm on the same day. Isabella had made reservations for a table for two but using his connections, Maxwell had changed it to the whole floor, making the two of them the only customers for the night. Therefore, the attention of the entire staff was solely on them with their friendly, eager-to- please attitude adding to the glitz and glamour of the beautiful