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Oliver Ford couldn’t help it. When he saw Claire in his office, he couldn’t help but recall the past. He had missed her so much. So, even though she was very angry, he boldly kissed her, wanting to taste her lips after so many years. His heart clenched as he sucked her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth and kissing her dominantly. He wished he could kiss her forever. However, Claire bit him and rejected his advances. Her eyes and words were cold as ice as she glared at him, telling him she had a man. Oliver couldn’t accept it. He didn’t wait for her all this while for nothing. “Sir, you’re bleeding!” Thomas uttered the moment he entered the office. “Let me get a first-aid kit-” “Don’t. I’m fine,” Oliver responded as he grabbed some tissue from the coffee table in the visitor’s lounge and wiped his hand that he had punched through the table. The table was made of glass so it shattered the moment his fist connected with it. “Look into the man Claire keeps talki
“How did you get here?” Oliver asked the little girl in front of him. He looked behind her and noticed that no adult was following her. A sudden surge of protectiveness overcame him and he frowned. How could Claire let her daughter wander around alone at this time of the night? “My Aunt Quinn brought me to see Mommy,” Thalia replied, looking up at Oliver. The smell of dessert and pastries suddenly filled the air. Thalia sniffed and her stomach rumbled loudly. When Oliver realised where the sound was coming from, he chuckled and asked gently, “Are you hungry? You haven’t eaten anything?” Thalia shook her head and replied, “I wanted to wait for Mommy but she took too long.” “Come,” Oliver held out his hand. “How about I get you something to eat and then, we can go and see your Mommy? She’s busy right now, so let’s not disturb her.” A few minutes later, Oliver and Thalia were settled at one of the tables. Thalia had a glass of warm milk and dessert in front of her while Oliv
A WEEK LATER… It had been a while since Oliver saw Claire at the company. Noticing her hostility towards him, he decided to give her a few days of space to calm down. Now, he missed her and couldn’t help but want to see her so he left what he was doing in his office and went to the Legal department. When Oliver got to Claire’s office, he found her door slightly open. Walking in, he didn’t find her behind the huge desk. She was standing next to the large windows. However, something seemed off about her. It was only when he got closer that he realised what it was. She was smiling while in his company! How long had it been since he saw her smile for no reason? Ever since they met again, all Claire did was frown and snap at him. She only smiled when it came to her daughter. Seeing her smile her signature radiant smile, the sun illuminating her face through the window. She looked breathtaking. By far, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Oliver paused in his tracks when
Oliver was still fuming about seeing Claire talk to another man when he received unwanted visitors in his office. “Mr Ford, I hope we are not disturbing,” Adam Hart said as he entered the office with his daughter, Jessica Hart in tow. Oliver frowned. He threw a glare at Thomas who secretly shook his head indicating that he didn’t allow them in. Looking at the two, Oliver responded curtly, “You are disturbing. I don’t receive visitors without an appointment.” Adam laughed it off and invited himself to sit in the visitor’s lounge. He suggested, “It won’t take long. There’s something I wish to discuss with you.” He then gave Oliver a once over and remarked, “How long has it been since we saw each other-” “A few weeks. You always attend the board members' meetings. Why are you really here?” Oliver questioned, feeling irritation bubble up within him at the way Jessica was giving him googly eyes. For some reason, he didn’t like whatever their visit meant. They had never visited him t
“Are you trying to force me?” Oliver narrowed his eyes at Adam Hart, the temperature in the room turning to a negative. Adam gulped. Big fat beads of sweat coated his forehead at the threatening look Oliver was giving him. He might have been old, but Oliver was raised by a powerful man. His aura was just like his father, Henry Ford. Dominant, cold and ruthless. “N-no. I’m-” “Good. My answer is no,” Oliver rejected outright and Jessica gasped. “Well, you do owe me that favour, Oliver. I helped you-” “I do owe you," Oliver admitted. "And I'll repay you for your help. What do you need? Full control of a project? A subsidiary company? I can give you anything apart from marrying your daughter. I already have a woman I want to marry.” Adam’s face contorted with anger. He pointed his finger at Oliver, waggling it and said, “How can you go back on your words-” “I never agreed to marry your daughter, Mr Hart. She followed me around and even when she framed my woman, I didn’t punish h
The next day was the the start of the weekend and also, the day of the gala. Claire met Wesley for the first time when he came to pick her up for the event. “I can’t believe this is the way we are meeting,” Claire remarked as she approached Wesley’s car. She gave him a once over and nodded in approval. He was handsome with brown hair and dark eyes. At least he looked like his profile picture. Wesley chuckled and held out his hand. When Claire shook his hand, he brought it to his lips and placed a kiss on the top of her hand. Glancing at her, he said, “I just want to say, I was right. You look stunningly gorgeous in person.” Claire’s cheeks flushed pink. She cleared her throat and suggested, “Shall we?” Wesley glanced up at the building and asked, “Am I not meeting your daughter tonight?” “It’s too soon,” Claire replied. “I’ll introduce you later as my friend.” “Your friend, huh?” Wesley asked, arching an eyebrow. Claire nodded and said, “Yes, we are friends. We are ye
Claire stared at Oliver incredulously. Was he being for real? She was about to reply when Wesley beat her to it. Stepping back from Claire, Wesley glanced at Oliver and chuckled mockingly before saying, “Excuse me but this is not your company and Claire is not your Legal Director right now. I find it rude that you're interrupting my time with my date, Mr Ford.” “It may not be my company but I’m the biggest donator for this charity organisation. I need to draw up some contracts with the owner so, yeah, Claire is my Legal Director even now because I'm working and I'M HER BOSS,” Oliver responded coldly, his jaws clenching. Claire furrowed her eyebrows as anger flared through her. She glared at Oliver and responded through gritted teeth, “Mr Ford, I’ll deal with this issue on Monday-” “It’s urgent,” Oliver declared and before Claire could respond, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her away. “What do you think you’re doing?! People are watching!” Claire hissed in a low voice. She ha
"Claire," Oliver's husky voice echoed in the room. "If you're not going to do anything with that, I suggest you let go." He bit back a groan when Claire's hand rubbed on top of his bulge. It had been one torturous night. After leaving the club, Oliver took Claire to his penthouse in the city. She was so drunk that she immediately slept off when he placed her on the bed. Unable to resist the temptation, he slipped in next to her and held her in his arms. However, Claire didn't keep her hands and legs to herself. She kept sliding her leg up and down Oliver's thighs. Her hand caressed his chest every now and then, igniting the desire that Oliver had been keeping under control for six years. He tried his best to stay still and endured the torture of having her soft hands all over his body. It was in the wee hours of the morning when she suddenly grabbed his manhood which was as hard as a rock. In her sleep, she kept playing with it, making it harder and more unbearable for Oliver t
Years came and went... After a warm shower, Oliver stood behind his wife to help her wear the necklace that was engraved with their children's names. "So, you know what today is?" He asked as he placed the necklace around her neck. "How could I forget?" Claire arched an eyebrow. "You've been talking about it for months.""Yes... because I've been preparing a vacation for us for when this day comes. I can't believe it's been eight years already," Oliver remarked. When he was done putting the necklace around Claire's neck, he placed a soft kiss in the crook of her neck before saying, "You've made me the happiest man on earth, Angel."Claire sighed before leaning back into Oliver. She remarked, "Time flies."Everything was going well for everyone. Oliver Ford had taken over as chairman of the Ford Corporation after his father, Henry Ford, retired. With Oliver's leadership, the company was taken to greater heights and it expanded to more foreign countries. As for his marriage with Cl
"Uncle Jake. Remember how you owe me?" Thalia said with her arms crossed over her chest. "I'm here to collect."Oliver, Jake and Liam were left to babysit the kids while their women went out to relax. The men chose to let the kids play in the playroom while they caught up on a few soccer games that they had missed during the week. However, Thalia saw this as an opportunity to collect her debt from one Jake Norton. He was seated in the living area, invested in a soccer game when she confronted him. Jake's eyes widened. He didn't expect the little one to interrupt him when the game was just getting good. His favorite team were leading and he wanted to see how it would end. He chuckled and replied, "You want to collect now? Let's wait until the game is over, ok?""Are you trying to run away from paying your debt, Uncle Jake? A real man sticks to his words," Thalia remarked in her adorable voice. Jake sighed. He said, "Ok, you win, sweetheart. So, tell me. What do you want me to do f
A few weeks later..."I can't believe you guys are having a double wedding! I'm so freaking jealous! I want to get married again so that we have a triple wedding!" Claire exclaimed after Quinn and Aria were done with their makeup."Oh my... you two look so gorgeous. I love the designer wedding dresses," Claire remarked with a smile plastered on her face. "It was more convenient since we were both getting married this year. Besides, Jake and Liam are ecstatic about getting married on the same day," Quinn replied, smiling. They had come to that decision during Thalia's birthday party. Oliver suggested it and the rest thought it was a good idea. "I'm more surprised that Aria is getting married. She's just a year older than me. We promised to get married at thirty," Evelyn remarked. She sighed and looked at her friend in awe. "You make such a beautiful bride, Ari. Congratulations."Aria smiled, looking at herself in the mirror. She couldn't recognise herself. With her hair pulled up int
Liam entered Aria’s apartment for the first time. He noted how cosy and homely it felt. There were blue couches in the living room and grey curtains on the windows. Liam’s eyes fell on the portrait of a little boy hanging on the wall. His heart raced as he looked at the boy who had dark brown curly hair with fair skin and hazel eyes. ‘Is that my son?’ He thought in his mind. The boy took after Aria but he had his eyes. Liam's heart felt warm. He glanced at Aria and eagerly asked, "Where's Jayce? Where's my son?""He should be in the kitchen with his nanny. Let me get him," Aria responded, her stomach a bundle of nerves. She still couldn't believe what was happening. It all felt surreal. Just the previous day, she didn't know who Jayce's father was, but now, not only did she find out who it was, but he also proposed to her. Who knew she would end up with the stranger she had a one-night stand with?Her heart was filled with warmth and sweetness. Aria looked for her son and sure e
Sophia Hill was over the moon at the thought of her long-time dream finally coming true. When she left the special forces and joined Liam’s company as part of his security team, she developed a crush on him.She did all she could to get noticed by him and when Liam noticed how good she was, he promoted her to be his personal bodyguard. However, that was just it. Liam never made a move on her or spared her a glance. Sophia thought since he was a player, it wouldn’t be hard for him to fall for her. However, nothing of that sort happened. Liam kept her as a bodyguard and never saw her as anything more. A chance came for Sophia to make Liam hers. He accidentally got drugged at a party and Sophia was ecstatic about such a great opportunity. To her shock, she found him making love to another woman in the room she had booked for him. Fierce jealousy rushed through Sophia and she wanted nothing but to separate the two but it was too late. All she could do was wait until Liam was done. She
Liam’s heart was beating like a drum within the walls of his chest. He took in a deep breath as he held the envelope. His friends stood beside him, waiting to read the results with him. Oliver patted his shoulder and said, “Don’t worry… even if you don’t turn out to be the father, you still love Aria and you will be with her.”“That’s right. Look at me and Lucian. We may not be related by blood but he’s my son and I love him. I’m sure Aria’s son will love you regardless.” Liam let out a breath. He glanced at his friends and they nodded at him in encouragement. Ignoring his pounding heart, he opened the envelope and took out the document with trembling hands. “The results are usually at the bottom of the page,” Jake remarked. “Don’t waste your time reading the statistics.”Liam’s eyes went to the bottom of the page and he read the results in his heart. A smile crossed his lips before it turned into a grin. “The child is mine! Aria’s son is mine! Haha! I have a son!” Liam exclaimed,
“What?” Jake’s eyes were almost popping out of their sockets. “Is it the same Aria we all know? Wait, she’s back?”Liam almost laughed at his friends' reaction. He knew they would be shocked. He and Aria had a huge age gap but surprisingly, they got along well. No one would know they were nine years apart in age if they saw them together. This was why Liam was convinced she was the one. He wanted someone he could relate well with as a wife. Forever is a long time to be with someone you can't stand. He nodded and replied, “Yes, it’s her. She’s working at my company-”“Liam… she’s like a sister to me. Are you really in love with her or you’re taking advantage of her?” Oliver questioned, his eyes narrowed down at his friend. “I wouldn’t propose to her if I didn’t love her-”“You what? Are you crazy? Do you think Uncle Adrian will agree? He knows you’re a player,” Oliver said. “You could have started by winning him over first.” “Well, I’ll do that but first, there’s something I need he
Liam's hand trembled when he held the familiar bracelet in his hands. What did this mean? Why was this bracelet with Aria?He took in a sharp breath, his heart clenching at the memory that flashed through his mind as he examined the bracelet. It was definitely this bracelet. He may not remember anything from that night but he remembered how brutal he was. The drug had taken full effect and he lost control. It was like a beast within him was unleashed and he devoured the woman who had walked into his room without mercy.This was why he felt guilty when he found out it was Sophia. He was so rough and probably hurt her during the session. This was why he kept her around to compensate her. However, the bracelet in his hand brought back part of his long-lost memory. The woman beneath him was struggling when he became so rough he had to grab her neck to pound into her like a crazed beast. He recalled how she held his wrist and the bracelet in his hand was on her wrist. The bracelet was m
"Why can't you take me seriously, cupcake? I really want to marry you," Liam said after Aria tried to brush off his words as bluff. Who didn't know that Liam never wanted to get married? He had been announcing it for years since she knew him. She chuckled and uttered, "You don't need to lie, Liam. I know you." Liam furrowed his eyebrows. He remarked, "There you go again using my reputation to judge me. I want to marry you, Aria. You're the right one for me... I can feel it in my bones."“B-But you haven’t even met my son yet,” Aria mumbled when she realised he wasn't joking. “I’ll meet him before we have our wedding,” Liam replied. Aria’s eyes widened into saucers. She asked, “We will have a wedding?”“Of course! Isn’t that how people get married?” Liam arched an eyebrow. “I thought you wanted a contract marriage. Like you need a wife and I’m available-”“It’s not a contract. I want to marry you for life,” Liam proclaimed. “Till death do us part.”Aria bit her lower lip as she th