RUBBY'S POV "Oh Josh," I whispered, "please don't do this." I felt he could probably hear my heart hammering against my chest."I don't want to be late," he answered, staring at me so hard that I felt he could see my soul."I would ask again next month, I just want to make sure nobody steals you from me before then. Please be my Val."I suddenly felt a huge lump in my throat that refused to go down; I swallowed hard countless times, yet nothing. Josh still stared at me, waiting for a response; he was so patient with me that I felt I was doing the wrong thing.But what was the right thing? My heart longed for Alex even though I was scared to admit it, yet Josh had crawled his way into my heart as well. Never had I ever been this confused.What if, I thought, what if Alex asked me the same question? How would I feel if I said yes now to Josh?"Rubby, I'm waiting," he whispered, slowly licking his lips; I knew he was nervous; he was only trying to be the expressionless man I'd come to
RUBBY'S POV It was the perfect ring. Gold, simple and not overpriced. Nolan would really like it. Tomorrow was going to be our third anniversary, and since he wasn't going to pop the question, I decided to do it myself. I mean, what could go wrong? I mean, I didn't see what was holding us back anyway. We were in love, both financially capable with very supportive parents. So everything added up. There wasn't any reason to hold off anymore. “I can't believe you're doing this,” Trisha, my best friend muttered. “Proposing to Nolan? That's crazy, girl!” “No, it's not,” I debunked immediately. “There is absolutely nothing wrong with a girl proposing to her man. We've been together for three years and I understand that Nolan is somewhat shy. Maybe he wants to do this but doesn't know how to go about it. It's Nolan after all.”“Unbelievable!” She huffed looking sulky as hell. Trish was no happy with the idea of me proposing and kept forbidding it but she had to know that nothing was goi
RUBBY'S POV The room fell into a deafening silence, Nolan’s hand freezing mid-air at the commanding presence of my newfound "fiancé." “I believe you heard me,” he said smoothly, his voice a velvet blade. “Release her. Now.”Nolan hesitated, clearly unprepared for this twist. His fingers loosened, and I pulled my arm back, rubbing the slight soreness with an exaggerated flourish. “ Ouchhhh. That hurts a lot.” I let a few tears slip and all their eyes were on me. Well, except Nolan. “And who the hell are you?” Nolan spat, his voice laced with venom, though his posture screamed insecurity. I knew it when I saw it. The man next to me smirked, his confidence radiating with a aura that was impossible to ignore. “Alexander Wolfe,” he said, extending a hand as though this was an ordinary introduction. “CEO of Wolfe Industries and new owner of Black Suits. Rubby's fiancé.”If shock could be bottled, I’d have enough to power the entire city. Alexander Wolfe? As in the billionaire mogul sp
RUBBY'S POV The private lounge was beautifully decorated with lights and some Christmas decorations were left up but not so much. Tonight was supposed to be not only my third anniversary with Nolan but also our engagement night. It was all screwed up anyways but I couldn't bring myself to cancel. Since I already had Alexander, I decided to introduce him to my friends. At least he was someone worth introducing.Cynthia was holding court at the centre, swirling her wine and directing pointed questions at everyone. Becca was lounging in her chair with an amused smirk, waiting for something dramatic to unfold. Why she was always doing that, I don't know “I love New Year,’’ she grinned. “Look at all that cheer. I'm freaking going ice skating this year! I can't wait to have your mother's turkey, too, and go crazy with all the food and resolutions.”I chuckled lightly.“Rubby,” Cynthia said with an edge of impatience, “are you seriously going to keep us in suspense? Where is this man of yo
RUBBY'S POV The crunch of snow underneath my boots seemed louder than anything as I ran after Alexander outside the restaurant and the sight froze me mid-step: Nolan, his face bloodied, was on the snow while Alexander’s guards completely surrounded him. Their fists were landing punches, their boots kicking into him over and over.From the moment Alexander left the lounge, I knew he was going to turn into a raging wreck but the sight before me felt way too real. “Stop!” I screamed, my voice cutting through the cold air as I snapped out of my daze. The guards paused, their eyes flicking toward Alexander, who stood a few feet away, unmoved. He didn’t speak, only raised a questioning brow at me.“Alexander, this has gone too far,” I said, stepping forward, my breath visible in the icy air. “Call them off.”His blue eyes pierced through me. “He deserves it. This bastard made your face hurt. He deserves this and death.”“I don’t care what he deserves!” I snapped, my voice trembling with
ALEXANDER'S POV The soft hum of the elevator was the only sound as I ascended to the penthouse, my thoughts were jumbled. The events of the evening replayed in my head: Rubby’s voice filled with desperation as she pleaded with me to spare the bastard who laid his hands on her. I didn't understand why I reacted that way. I wouldn't touch filth who laid his hands on a womanMy initial plan was to return the slap and warn him off her but when I saw his face, I just had a sudden change of heart. I wanted to see him beg. Still, I reminded myself of the plan. She was a means to an end. Nothing more. I just needed to keep myself from getting too involved with her. Besides, this happened yesterday, why was I still thinking about it?The doors opened, revealing the spacious living room glowing in city lights. Mirabelle was waiting, her pacing like a caged tiger betraying her mood. Her silk robe fluttered as she turned, her sharp gaze pinning me in place.“Alexander,” she snapped, her voice l
RUBBY'S POV My lower lips quivered as I forced myself to eat, I was just so unlucky, and to think that he was such a lovely person.Across the table, my mom seemed triumphant, almost happy that he had disappointed me; she liked Nolan, which explains it; she didn't want another man for me.Dad,, on the other hand, was his wife's husband, he did everything she said and accepted anything that came out of her mouth, it left me wishing for a man like my dad, who would never argue with me, though I envied their partnership, It left me wondering if dad had a mind of his own."Eat up, sweetheart; I'm sure Nolan would never do such a thing," Mom said as usual; she always finds a way to fix Nolan in every sentence.I rolled my eyes in response and made to stand when Dad suddenly stood up as though he had an important announcement to make. He picked up the hat he had kept on the table and wore it back; Mom burst out laughing immediately; it was obvious she knew what he was about to do; she was
ALEXANDER'S POVMy chest rose and fell as I heaved a sigh of relief, though a pang of guilt remained, I had deeply hurt her.I waited for Mirabelle to leave, though, before calling, I couldn't risk causing a scene. Just as my parents thought, Mirabelle had a knack for theatrics; they thought she was crazy, and to be honest, they weren't wrong.I had just finished preparing for the office when I got another notification that Mirabelle had used my card again.I clenched my teeth in anger and yelled in frustration. Was there a limit to this reckless spending of hers? And here I was about to add another woman to the cart. "Don't use my card again," I warned when she took my call."But baby I needed that.""Mirabelle, do not use my card again; if you continue this way, I might go bankrupt before the end of the year.""Okay, fine, I will just get a Birkin bag, and that will be it for the day.""Mirabelle, you have more than ten birkin bags; what do you need another one for?""Oh baby, stop
RUBBY'S POV "Oh Josh," I whispered, "please don't do this." I felt he could probably hear my heart hammering against my chest."I don't want to be late," he answered, staring at me so hard that I felt he could see my soul."I would ask again next month, I just want to make sure nobody steals you from me before then. Please be my Val."I suddenly felt a huge lump in my throat that refused to go down; I swallowed hard countless times, yet nothing. Josh still stared at me, waiting for a response; he was so patient with me that I felt I was doing the wrong thing.But what was the right thing? My heart longed for Alex even though I was scared to admit it, yet Josh had crawled his way into my heart as well. Never had I ever been this confused.What if, I thought, what if Alex asked me the same question? How would I feel if I said yes now to Josh?"Rubby, I'm waiting," he whispered, slowly licking his lips; I knew he was nervous; he was only trying to be the expressionless man I'd come to
RUBBY'S POV I stared at him with my mouth wide open. A gun? A freaking gun? What was he using it for?I wanted to ask, but I knew better than to do so; we needed to solve the problem before us first. The door knobed turned again and this time, the door opened.I breathed in suspense as I waited for the intruder to step in, but when the so-called intruder finally stepped in, I let out a dramatic his.Nolan! The last person I was expecting to see. He still had my key? "Fool," I muttered more to myself than to him."You changed your number? I've been calling you," he said casually as if he hadn't just broken into my house. "This was the only way to reach you, I heard you were back.""News do travel fast," I muttered, "especially around jobless people.""Don't tell me you are still angry, Rubby; what else...." I quickly interrupted him, I had no time to listen to the nonsense he had to say."Get out!""Rubby, relax," he sighed, "we need to talk."I clenched my fist, trying so hard to su
RUBBY'S POV To say I was embarrassed was an understatement; I had no idea Alex would confess his love for me in the way he did, and I felt awkward; having my face all over the media again would break me.When I ran out, I boarded a taxi and left immediately. I would go see my parents the next day, though I hadn't told them I was back; I wanted to see Dad's surprised face.That evening, I sat on my bed, with my knees drawn to my chest and my phone clutched tightly in my hands. My phone's screen kept dimming, and I kept tapping the screen to keep Alex's contact visible.I was fighting with my mind whether to call him or not.For minutes, my thumb hovered over the call button, but no matter how I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to press it, at least not yet.To be honest, I had made a mistake, I shouldn't have come to the cafè with Josh, but Josh insisted, saying how bad it is for me to go out alone, to worsen the matter, he had gotten me a bouquet of flower, which was part of what
ALEXANDER'S POV He didn't hit me back, neither did he dodge any of my blows; he was only concerned with making sure neither his mask nor cap left his face."Alex stop it!" Rubby screamed trying to pull me off, but anger got the better of me. I kept landing blows on him till the cafè manager shouted for someone to call security.I finally let go of the masked man, who didn't even flinch as though he had expected that reaction from me.I stared at my hands in both disgust and horror, wondering what pushed me to react in such a violent manner, since I was under probation for Mirabelle's death. Now the police wouldn't believe a thing I said.He smiled and straightened his clothes."What's wrong with you!" Rubby screamed. "What has come over you?""Me huh?" I scoffed. "I fucking love you Rubby!" I screamed. "That's what has come over me."I never planned to make that confession like that, but I was so overwhelmed with emotions that I didn't know when I let those words spill.Rubby stared
ALEXANDER'S POV "Have you?" I asked again when I got no response.The detective exchanged glances with his colleague before moving his gaze back to me."Mr Wolfe, whoever is up against you has strong backup because we did try, but the signal bounced through multiple locations. We couldn't pinpoint the exact location." His shoulders dropped in defeat as he made the last statement. "But you need to stay put, Mr Wolfe, until we clear your name officially.""Listen to me!" I screamed through gritted teeth, suppressing the urge to slam my fist on that god-forsaken table of theirs."There is nothing to clear about me; I've told you countless times that I was in the office the day she died; the murderer had made a mistake.""Thank you for your time," the detective replied as though he hadn't heard my outburst.As soon as I stepped out of the police station, my phone buzzed again, it was another message from Rubby."Hey, I'm the one, where do we meet?"I stared at my phone for minutes, tight
ALEXANDER'S POV Where the fuck did he go? I muttered more to my hearing.I tried as much as I could to keep my expression neutral as I walked back to the podium, but my heart pounded violently against my chest. Who the hell was that masked man and why did he disappear the moment the police walked in? I knew for sure it was no coincidence, he had a reason for coming, and that reason was obviously me.The lead detective must have noticed him, too, because he shifted uncomfortably in his seat and scanned the hall with his eyes.I walked back to the podium, flashing a brief smile at the reporters before raising my hand to silence the murmuring crowd."As I was saying," I continued as though nothing happened, "I want to thank the press for their work in ensuring that truth always wins, and I assure you that we will continue to uphold our values. As for Rubby Cavillton, if she chooses to continue with us, we would deeply appreciate it, but if she chooses to leave, we definitely would compe
RUBBY'S POV My whole body trembled in fear as I sat up. My body was drenched in cold sweat and my breath came in ragged gasps. It's just a dream, I muttered to myself. A nightmare.I looked around the dark room as though I was still in my nightmare. The room was so quiet, except for the sound of Josh's heavy breathing. I stared at him for a moment, wondering if dreams had anything to do with reality, or if perhaps he would twitch his eyes, but I saw nothing.I swallowed hard, placing both hands on my chest and heaved a deep sigh of relief.It had felt so real, the blood, the terror, his fake smile, everything had felt so real. Again, I placed a hand on my chest trying to steady the wild thumping my heart did. I needed to be calm, or else I would find myself in a hospital later in the day; it was just a nightmare, after all.But the more I convinced myself it was just a dream, the more I felt it was more. Perhaps it was because I kept suspecting him, so my mind probably chose to pla
ALEXANDER'S POV All through that night, my heart hurt. I felt like a sharp pain as though a knife had been pierced through it. I tossed on my bed, wishing for sleep, but it was far away.My mind raced with a million thoughts. What was he doing with her now? Why would he call her sweetheart? Are they sharing the same room?I reached for my phone and started typing a message. "Hey Rubby, you might not understand now, but the man with you isn't who you think he is. Please come back, I miss you."My finger hovered over the send button as I debated whether to send it or not. Finally, the latter won, and I cleared the whole message.Morning took forever, but when it finally came, I made the most of it, and soon, I was seated in my office despite the murmurs coming from my staff.Hours later, I finally stood to take a look. The commotion outside my office grew louder now, a woman crying, the endless clicking of cameras and the lines of question the reporters threw at her. I stood by the wi
RUBBY'S POV "What!" I exclaimed, staring at Josh, while my heart pounded.This was the least of the things I wanted to hear now."Another condition please," I pouted my lips and joined my palm.He didn't say a word, he just shook his head in response.My whole being screamed at me to refuse, but the more I thought about it, the more guilt I felt.He had helped me, given me a place to stay and even believed me, yet all I've ever done was think the worst of him. Maybe, I thought, I could use this way to apologise."Josh," I called out gently.He raised an eyebrow. "What are you scared of? I've got a balloon bed; I could use it while you use the other one. I just want your company tonight. I'm not a bad person I swear, but if you insist, I won't force you."I bit my lower lips as he spoke. He looked so vulnerable at that point that I was torn between caution and pity. "Separate beds?" I said to be completely sure."I promise."I took a deep breath, then nodded in agreement. "Okay, just