Taleela's POV D-Day has finally arrived. My penthouse is bustling with designers and make-up artists. Jimmy Choo delivered two absolutely beautiful pairs of heels; a champagne coarse glitter fabric pointy toe pumps and a pair of crystal-covered pumps. Nikolai, who arrived a few minutes ago, has left for the venue of the gala while I get prepared. I have no idea why he brought a spa team. When I refused moments ago, he told me that my skin looks sallow. "Ma'am, your dress will be ready in no time." Someone speaks from the door. I am laying flat on my belly as the masseuse massages my skin thoroughly. Looking up, my gaze hits a lady with pink hair and numerous piercings. I nod at her and lay my cheek back on the plush pillow. As soon as I am done, a towel is wrapped around my chest and around my hair that has just been washed. It's still afternoon but I have started preparations already. After a year of being away from Italy, I have totally forgotten how long it takes to
Kal's POV; I already sent my chauffeur to go pick Bells up and going through pictures of us that we took a few weeks ago during one of our dates, I smile. "What are you smiling at?" Linda speaks up, peering over my shoulders. I immediately snatch my phone away from her view. Linda frowns and rolls her eyes. It's just us both in this car with the driver in the front seat. Linda has decided to be a pest today and that's simply because I didn't speak up for her when she was being scolded by our parents. When we arrived in Italy, my father was waiting for us at the airport to pick us up. He's someone who values family time and those little gestures of care a lot. So you'd see him coming to pick you up from the airport, and school and making sure he attends every one of your functions. Mind you, he had no idea that Linda was coming with. Immediately he saw Linda walking by my side with her luggage beside her, he flared. Linda in particular bore the brunt of his anger and all through
Taleela's POV As soon as the car drives into the gate, my phone vibrates on my lap. Picking it up, I see that the caller is Kal. I shut my eyes and sigh, not knowing if I should pick up the call or not. But I end up picking up the call anyway. There's nothing to be scared of. "Where the hell are you?" Kal growls. I frown at the tone he's using on me. He has never spoken to me in this manner and I will definitely not take this from him. What makes him think he has the guts to speak to me in this manner? The sex we're having? I scoff, watching as my driver swerves into a space reserved for just one car. "Excuse you?" "What? I sent my chauffeur to get you almost two hours ago and you haven't gone down to meet him. And don't tell me you're somewhere else." "And if I am?" I fire. "And if I am somewhere else, what are you going to do, huh?" Like he senses that I want drama, he ignores my question. "Are you still coming or do I tell my driver to leave?" "Tell him t
Susan's POV I can feel myself floating in the clouds as I walk through the red-carpeted area alongside Achilles who has his arms around my waist as we both smile, letting reporters, hired photographers and paparazzi take pictures of us. The moment is glorious but ephemeral because as soon as we're out of the walkway, we're both accosted by one of the hosts. I watch how easily Achilles blends in with the environment, smiling freely and answering the host while commenting on her dress. When she turns to me and asks about my dress and my designer, I am quick enough to tell her, grateful that I did not stutter at a point. That's why I am learning fashion designing for a reason. As soon as I set my eyes on the outfit I was to wear back at Achilles Penthouse, I already knew the designers so it was quite easy for me. Once we're done with the mini interview, Achilles and I stand together in front of the black banner behind us filled with brand names of sponsors that made this g
Taleela's POV; Maya Fox is hosting the gala today and somehow, I meet her in the corridor as I walk alongside Nikolai. We are passing through the gallery, our destination is the hall. The party has begun and very soon, important and special guests are going to be called to the high table. Maya smiles as soon as she sees me, I am wrapped in a hug. "Black women and doing the most!" She chirps. Moving out of her hold before I get suffocated by her perfume, I give her a stiff smile, correcting her on my race. "I'm Afro-Italian." "Still a black woman." Maya Fox replied, then looked at Nikolai. "Right?" "If she says she's afro Italian, then she is afro Italian." The awkwardness that fills the whole area is thick. Maya breaks the silence by clearing her throat. "I'd be calling you up to the high table very soon. But before that, you're going to address shocking fans and customers." I shrug, unfazed. "Sure, I'm ready." Maya Fox smiles at Nikolai. "I like her already.
Taleela's POVEverywhere seems different now that my identity has been revealed. I can hear gasps as I walk towards the podium to speak. A lot of people are on their feet, staring my way and taking pictures. I am not fazed by it. I am only worried about Susan. Kal can go fuck himself. He's the reason I'm doing all these. I do not bother to turn back to look at my friend because she's going to have the most shocking look on her face. Nikolai is standing beside Maya Fox and smiling at me with reassurance as I step forward. A lot of people are trying to get pictures of me but my guards are doing quite a good job. I feel myself move but I do not feel my feet. I take the steps leading up to the podium one after the other and my guards stand by the side, leaving me bare to the whole world to take pictures. Closing my eyes for a brief second, I sigh. Maya gives me a hug which I return hesitantly and I just hope that nobody notices it. Well, I am not the one to care. She moves awa
Taleela's POVIt's Karanos. He has a smile on his face, not warm like it usually is but distant. I give him a quick smile and begin to dish food onto my plate. I am too hungry to engage in any conversation. "So, all these while, I have been having sex with a client who doesn't want to award me a contract," Karanos laughs. I look around, glad that few people are at the table. Bending towards him, I whisper. "Not here, Kal. We can talk this out later." Karanos's face is set like a stone. "No, there's nothing to talk about later." Really? Does Karanos think I'll go on my knees to beg him? Or follow him around to make him see reasons? If that's what he thinks, then he's onto something. I give him a salty smile. "Okay." I quickly dish whatever I'll be eating onto my plate, ignoring his presence beside me. I walk away, knowing fully well that I left the desired result on his face. He is probably expecting me to try to make him see sense in what I am saying. But Jemmah d
Kal's POV I don't know. I should be mad at Bells— Jemmah. Oh, shit. I don't even know what name to call her. I can't stay mad at her and I do not know why. It's so hard to stay mad at Bells. My father, when it had been announced that Taleela was the CEO of BSL, had been so angry. Knowing fully well that we were an item, he asked me to see him later tomorrow, after the gala. My mother on the other hand was disagreeing with my father so she left without him, increasing his anger. Now, I am bearing the brunt of it. I should have known from the way she was acting weird, refusing me to see her till today, ditching the driver I sent to pick her up, and leaving me for some blond dude who posed as her vice. Seeing Nikolai present her to everyone, I know the bastard was smitten. I mean, who wouldn't be? Her dress alone when I met her in the lobby should have told it all to me. She was wearing a BSL exotic dress that cost two working-class employee's yearly salary. Deciding no
Taleela's POVIn the evening, Karanos proposed to me; I wasn't expecting it. I had just been coming down the stairs for dinner when I found him down on one knee with a plush red box that was open and had a diamond ring sitting on it.I had nearly toppled down the stairs when I saw him in that position, and it had him bounding up the stairs in sheer panic.We had both erupted into laughter, and I had kissed and kissed and kissed him, bursting into tears as he took a second kneel before me.It's a memory I will never forget in a rush. The slow sex we had after his proposal, how he handled me gently, how he made me feel like the most special woman in the world.For the first time in my life, I felt a rush of love I had never felt for so many people.We had kept the marriage proposal secret, but somehow, Susan had spread the news across to everyone in her family and also Kal's family. What shocked me the most was how Achilles, Susan, and Karanos' mother conspired to plan a joint wedding.
Susan's POVI ask, fully dressed, but Achilles seems to have difficulty buttoning up his shirt. Frowning, I walk toward where he's standing and help him to button his shirt up."Why are you suddenly shaky?" I ask.Achilles shakes his head, and a lock of his hair falls on his forehead. I push his hair back to its normal position and kiss his lip before leaning back to look at my beautiful husband.He's dressed in a dark shirt, and slacks cling to his long powerful legs. It's not tucked in. Just the way I like it. Patting his chest, I kiss him again."You're nervous, babe," I say to him. "I can see that you are."Achilles sighs and picks up his perfume bottle from the vanity table behind me. "Yes, I am. What if your mother threatens me and decides to send me off without you? What if she dislikes me? What if—"But I place a hand on his lip to shut him up. "Shh. It's okay, Achilles. My mother isn't going to do anything funny. Yes, she might be strict and all that. I think she'll like you
Jemmah's POVThree days later.Greece.I don't know why Karanos wants us to drive to his parent's home. I already told him I'm feeling quite sick, but he's bent on doing what he wants."Can we stop by the hospital before seeing your parents, babe?" I ask as we almost get to the city clinic.The flight we took last night messed with my rhythm, making me highly uncomfortable.Karanos sighs and finally agrees. As he turns at the intersection, he says, "Baby, we all know it's your pregnancy and nothing else. We even got a book to guide us through your trimesters. Isn't that enough? My mum doesn't like latecomers,"I frown at him. "Mummy's boy?"I notice Kal's jaw shift. I know he's trying to react calmly to what I just said. Since my pregnancy, he has been considerate, and I find it weird."Babe, you know that's not true. I love my mother, but I don't suck up to her,""But you sure look like you're doing so!" I say to him,Karanos visibly blows out a breath. "No, I am not! That's how we a
Jemmah's POVThree months laterWell, I got pregnant!Isn't that good news?At first, I didn't think it was. I wasn't ready for a baby, and I didn't plan for it.I didn't see myself pregnant this year. I had never really given having a baby thought, and I was pretty disoriented when the doctor told me I was pregnant.Karanos was in the country for a three-month vacation and a company merger. So, he was running around and setting things up while I relaxed. He didn't want me stressed out.I told him a week later while we were on a date. I knew it wasn't the perfect timing, and I hadn't crested one, so I thought informing him on a date would spice things up since he was in a happy mood.Well, it spiced things up. Kal leaped to his feet and kicked his chair back as he walked towards my seat. He lifted me and twirled me around. He was thrilled, but I wasn't quite sure I was.Okay, here's the thing.I was just so confused about the pregnancy thing, and I wanted to burst into tears, but Kal
Taleela's POVThere's a party tonight, and Karanos has forced me to come to Greece. Anyway, it's not something I'd be stubborn about because I want to be there while he celebrates his partnership with us.That's what his father wants, and Karanos has to do it for him. The man is sick and needs some requests to be granted.Susan already called hours ago to tell me the dress code. It was annoying because I had already prepared a dress to wear tonight, and Susan was calling to tell me that Linda had already picked a dress code for the party.Well, it's no problem because I have already ordered a new dress that'll be delivered in hours at Susan's apartment. I'll be going to the airport with nothing but my purse and a few clothes to stay in over the weekend.I miss Karanos. It's just been a week, but it feels like years.On the morning after the night I had gotten drunk, Tobias pulled out from the deal, and I asked Nikolai to put assigning the contract to anyone on hold because I already h
Taleela's POVHe picks up.Wherever he is, there is a flurry of activities, but he still picks up anyway. That's a good thing. I hope he listens to me because I am extraordinarily drunk and about to pass out."Jemmah," His voice comes. Soft and filled with so much worry."Kal," I say, and my voice breaks. "Kal, photos of me in the strip club back in Greece got released on the internet," Then I begin to sob."Jemmah, I need you to stay calm for me, okay?" He says. "I'll be at your apartment in less than an hour,""But you're in Greece," I choke back tears. "How will you get here in less than an hour?""Don't worry, my love. I'll be there in no time. Don't drink more than what you already have consumed, okay?"I nod. "Yes," Even if I know I will drink till I pass out.When he ends the call, I take another swig from the bottle before leaning back into my couch and thinking about how my life is already a mess within a week of Karanos not being in my life. I have to admit, but he brings s
Taleela's POVI'm scrolling through the internet, and all that fills my news feed are pictures of me and Karanos and headlines talking about our breakup and how it affected our business relationship. Even discussions about the deal being called off.How the hell did these people know about all this? Did Karanos tell them in a press conference or something?Shaking my head, I know that Karanos is not that type of person. He's primarily private, apart from the unfortunate pictures taken by the paparazzi and some ladies that want to leech off him.I lean away from the back seat and tap my driver's shoulder. He turns for a bit. We're almost at the intersection, so I must tell him quickly."Can you take the longer route? We're going to enter my apartment from the back," I say. "The paparazzi will be waiting for me,""Okay, ma'am." The driver says and immediately swerves into the other intersection that leads to the longer route.When we get to my apartment, many reporters are standing in f
Karanos' POV"Jemmah, listen to me," I say as I follow her out of the beach house. We haven't even been here for half a week, and all this is happening. I feel so frustrated and aggravated at myself.But Jemmah doesn't even give me listening ears. She hikes her tote bag higher and continues to drive her luggage toward the door. Pulling the door with all her might, she steps out and nearly swings it shut in my face, but I am quick to hold the gate and follow her outside.She already booked a ride about an hour ago, and the driver is already here with his car purring. As soon as he sees her, he climbs out of his car and takes her luggage from her. Jemmah steps into the back of the car while she waits for the driver to place her stuff in the trunk.She doesn't spare me a glance throughout the ordeal. Her jaw is set, and I see that she's trying so hard not to break down.I climb down the porch steps when I see the driver wasting a bit of time in the trunk and go over to the side of the wi
Jemmah's POV"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Karanos says, his voice thick with emotions. "I wish I could make all this stop. You're hurt. You're crying."I jolt awake at the sound of his cries. Looking out of our window momentarily, I see that it's still midnight. Looking back at Karanos lying on the bed, I notice he's sweating a lot, even under the air conditioning.He's having a nightmare.So I move close enough till my skin touches his, and I gather him in my arms. As soon as he feels me close, his arms wrap around me, and he buries his head in my chest.He keeps talking and even starts to sob, making me confused. Why is he having nightmares? What did he experience in the past?But I don't ask him all that. I am more concerned about his well-being, so I wrap my legs around his lean waist, placing my chin on his head while I rock him comfortingly."You'll be fine, baby. You'll be fine," I say in my most quiet voice. "It's just a dream, and you'll wake up soon. I love you so much, Ka