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The party resumed, and excitement filled the air after all those wonderful announcements about the number-one Jewelry business in the world. The guests continued to mingle and have a good time. “Honey, I will look for more jewelry with your mom and dad. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t dare buy another piece now that I know Amanza has something to do with the Wright family. I don't know how she swindled Mr. Wright to claim her as his daughter! But I guess it’s possible. She tricked you into marrying her.” “Susie, please. Aren’t you supposed to be going with my parents?” “Yes, do you want us to meet Mr. Wright?” “No, I’ll meet him later.”“Okay, I’ll be right back.”Holland's eyes were busy on the move. He scanned the crowd, watching and observing the flow of people entering the room through the French doors that led back into the main ballroom. His attention was drawn back to the French doors, to be more precise, to the woman walking into the room. She was beautiful from head to toe, and h
When Holland turned and saw me dancing with his half-brother Collin. No doubt I knew it would make his blood boil over! But as I scanned the balcony, it was like he disappeared. I didn't see him any longer. I snickered and continued to enjoy my night with Collin. I knew our interactions with one another would make Holland question what kind of relationship I have with Collin. Indeed, now that he has seen how close we were to one another. Holland is so angry that he has snatched Susie up and left the Gala furious. “Boy, she’s going to have a miserable night.” That thought made me snicker joyfully.“What has you so tickled pink? I hope it’s my company.” Collin says curiously, smiling at me.“Collin, you have been wonderful tonight. I mean that from the bottom of my heart.”We continue to swirl around on the balcony, dancing and laughing with one another.Even when I married Holland, he never paid me any attention. But whenever other men showed me a hint that they could be attracted to m
Susie is so angry and embarrassed that she bursts into tears. There was no way she could go back inside the Gala. She refused to return to the ballroom and face Amanza without Holland. So, Susie walked around outside. She had no idea where she was going but hoped to see a taxi. When she turned the corner, she flagged down the one taxi cab going by. He stopped, and she got inside the taxi, giving him her address so he could take her home. Susie sighed in relief, removing her shoes from her swollen feet. But still very frustrated, her eyes filled with tears; she was so angry that she sat in the back seat, complaining vocally. "Where to miss?" The taxi driver asked. “This has been the most horrible night ever! How could she be Deja Wright? I can't believe she was who I was admiring all this time! How could this happen to me and that stupid Holland? How could he walk off and leave a pregnant woman behind?” “Why aren’t you driving?” She shouted at the taxi driver.“You never told me wh
Susie knew she had to do something. "This man loves to get stuck. I had him around my little finger before, and I can do it again. Susie looks in the mirror frustratedly, stating. "What happened to my figure? It's gone! This big belly is all in the way, and my hormones have me so off my game! If I don't feel sexy, I know Holland don't think I still have it going on! Shoot! I hate being pregnant! I used to be so seductive." She frowned at herself in the mirror. "But I can still be seductive. I have to. It's that or be pregnant and homeless!" Susie had prepared to distract Holland from tonight's events. The house was empty, and he wasn't there. Susie smacked her lips. "It was better than seeing him sitting at his desk sulking half the time or working."Her thoughts of being a seductress tonight made her skin tingle and tighten expectantly. That craving and greedy reverence for Holland's touch was returning."It's been so long since I desired this man. But I can't afford to be slipping
Excitedly, I left the department store where I'd purchased a beautiful dress that I knew my husband, Holland, would love. It's our third anniversary, and we are going to a special place to celebrate. When I got home and turned on the television, I was surprised to see Holland on the news. The reporter congratulated him on acquiring a costly ruby necklace at a renowned auction. “So, Mr. Halston, do you have anyone special in mind to whom you plan to gift this necklace?”Holland looked so handsome on my seventy-inch television screen. He was tall and well dressed in that charcoal gray suit and crimson tie I selected for him this morning. My husband was clean-cut, with remarkable sharp features that looked perfect and symmetrical. High cheekbones blended into a lean jaw and strong chin. He flashed that million-dollar smile that made my heart swoon. Without warning, he gazed directly into the camera and told the reporter. “I plan to give this necklace to someone very special to me. That
I shook my head and glared at him. "What? I'm already devastated over here, and now I feel insulted! After three long years together, how can you stand there and say something so cruel? Why do you think so cruelly of me, Holland? All I ever tried to be to you is a good wife. With disdain on his face, he looked at me and walked away.I stood there crying and confused by the accusation that was being hurled at me. I couldn’t believe he said I married him for his money. I was utterly shocked at the hurtful words coming out of his mouth. Is the man I married? What I heard coming out of his mouth tonight was unlike anything I’d ever heard from Holland. I looked at him with a sad expression. I couldn’t help it; the pain was so deep. “Your words are fake, and all this crying is pretense!”“Don’t say that it isn’t true. I love you, Holland.” I broke down and sobbed even more.“You know what I’m telling you? It’s true. You are no different from all the other women. Sure, you did all that s
After I made that phone call, I broke down emotionally. “Why is this happening to me?” I couldn't stop the fall of my tears as they leaked from under my closed lids. I sat in a daze, staring at the ripped-up check at my feet, resembling my marriage. A swirl of mixed emotions came in and out of my heart and mind. I’m furious at him for abandoning me on our anniversary day for Susie Hubbard. “How could he treat me this way! After putting up with him and all he’s done in this marriage!”I had to leave, so I went into the bathroom. I quickly looked into the mirror, seeing the mascara running from my eyes down my cheek. I hop into the shower to clean up. Afterward, I patted myself dry, moisturized my skin, and got dressed. I brushed my hair and secured it at the crown of my head with several pins; peering into the mirror, I noticed some swelling around my eyes had gone down. My friend would notice the slight puffiness under my eyes. That’s when I heard the doorbell rang.I went down the
When I looked at the time, it was around 11:45 p.m. The day of my anniversary has been nothing but one disappointing surprise after another. But tonight, it’s ending with a bang! The biggest surprising thing was yet to come. On my anniversary, I received a picture of a pregnancy test and a message that my husband's mistress was going to have his baby.Olivia took the phone and read the text. “That whore! Don’t give her the satisfaction of responding. Don’t let her see you sweat. Deal with it on your own time! Wait until tomorrow, make her wait, and leave her wondering.She was right. So I sat on the bed and removed my heels from my tired feet. 'What was I thinking? If he wants Susie, then he can have her! ' I burst into tears because I didn’t mean it. The mere thought of thinking about him with her broke me. I rocked back and forth, crying nonstop.“Oh, Olivia, I don’t want to lose him. What should I do?”“You are not going to let them get away with this! That’s what you are going to
Susie knew she had to do something. "This man loves to get stuck. I had him around my little finger before, and I can do it again. Susie looks in the mirror frustratedly, stating. "What happened to my figure? It's gone! This big belly is all in the way, and my hormones have me so off my game! If I don't feel sexy, I know Holland don't think I still have it going on! Shoot! I hate being pregnant! I used to be so seductive." She frowned at herself in the mirror. "But I can still be seductive. I have to. It's that or be pregnant and homeless!" Susie had prepared to distract Holland from tonight's events. The house was empty, and he wasn't there. Susie smacked her lips. "It was better than seeing him sitting at his desk sulking half the time or working."Her thoughts of being a seductress tonight made her skin tingle and tighten expectantly. That craving and greedy reverence for Holland's touch was returning."It's been so long since I desired this man. But I can't afford to be slipping
Susie is so angry and embarrassed that she bursts into tears. There was no way she could go back inside the Gala. She refused to return to the ballroom and face Amanza without Holland. So, Susie walked around outside. She had no idea where she was going but hoped to see a taxi. When she turned the corner, she flagged down the one taxi cab going by. He stopped, and she got inside the taxi, giving him her address so he could take her home. Susie sighed in relief, removing her shoes from her swollen feet. But still very frustrated, her eyes filled with tears; she was so angry that she sat in the back seat, complaining vocally. "Where to miss?" The taxi driver asked. “This has been the most horrible night ever! How could she be Deja Wright? I can't believe she was who I was admiring all this time! How could this happen to me and that stupid Holland? How could he walk off and leave a pregnant woman behind?” “Why aren’t you driving?” She shouted at the taxi driver.“You never told me wh
When Holland turned and saw me dancing with his half-brother Collin. No doubt I knew it would make his blood boil over! But as I scanned the balcony, it was like he disappeared. I didn't see him any longer. I snickered and continued to enjoy my night with Collin. I knew our interactions with one another would make Holland question what kind of relationship I have with Collin. Indeed, now that he has seen how close we were to one another. Holland is so angry that he has snatched Susie up and left the Gala furious. “Boy, she’s going to have a miserable night.” That thought made me snicker joyfully.“What has you so tickled pink? I hope it’s my company.” Collin says curiously, smiling at me.“Collin, you have been wonderful tonight. I mean that from the bottom of my heart.”We continue to swirl around on the balcony, dancing and laughing with one another.Even when I married Holland, he never paid me any attention. But whenever other men showed me a hint that they could be attracted to m
The party resumed, and excitement filled the air after all those wonderful announcements about the number-one Jewelry business in the world. The guests continued to mingle and have a good time. “Honey, I will look for more jewelry with your mom and dad. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t dare buy another piece now that I know Amanza has something to do with the Wright family. I don't know how she swindled Mr. Wright to claim her as his daughter! But I guess it’s possible. She tricked you into marrying her.” “Susie, please. Aren’t you supposed to be going with my parents?” “Yes, do you want us to meet Mr. Wright?” “No, I’ll meet him later.”“Okay, I’ll be right back.”Holland's eyes were busy on the move. He scanned the crowd, watching and observing the flow of people entering the room through the French doors that led back into the main ballroom. His attention was drawn back to the French doors, to be more precise, to the woman walking into the room. She was beautiful from head to toe, and h
The stage curtain opens, and the sign blinks and beams, “Diamonds Are Forever!" The glimmering and sparkling sign caught everyone's attention. Then, a strikingly handsome man walks out on stage, surprising the Halston family. “Oh, my lord! Is that Collin?” His father says in disbelief. He hadn’t seen his son in years since he resigned from the family business.“I thought he moved to Europe? What is that troublemaker doing back here?” His stepmother said, rolling her eyes.“Holland, is that your brother?” Susie asked curiously, her interest piqued. She batted her lashes with a hint of a smile. “Half brother?”“You Halston men have it going on, I see...” Susie says, swooning.Collin walked out on stage wearing a Charcoal grey and silver tailored Hugo Boss tuxedo. You could tell it was made specifically for his athletic build. It accentuated his broad shoulders and tight waistline, perfectly displaying his muscular tone and long legs. He looked devastatingly charismatic, charming, cool
I glared at Susie, snatching my arm from her grasp, then pushing her so hard she bumped into Holland. “If you ever put your hands on me again, you will live to regret it!” Then with narrow slits in my eyes, I shook my head at Holland. “Pathetic!” I uttered, rolling my eyes and walking away.Holland stood there shocked, with a confused expression, stating. “Amanza?Susie shouts. “Are you going to let her get away with that?”“What do you want me to do? I can’t believe that was Amanza!” He stood there watching Amanza walk away. “Come on, let's go inside. Wait! Amanza!” He called out. “Holland! Why are you calling her? Wait for me!” Susie said, trying to keep up with his long strides.******Meanwhile, my plan to shock Holland is working out. But there is so much more shocking for you, Holland. Follow me inside. The woman who I was before marrying him, he has never met until tonight. I looked like a woman of wealth, but he’s about to learn my real identity as a power player in this city
“Hey baby girl,” My father greeted me, smoothing his paisley-print tie down before him.“Hi, Daddy,” I replied. “Are you busy? I need to talk to you.” “Come in and take a seat.” I am sitting at my desk with final designs and photos spread out all over my desk. I stopped working to give my father my undivided attention. I can tell by the look in my father’s eyes he was up to something. Sure, he was my father, and there was no other man on this planet I loved more, but his mere appearance in my office first thing in the morning meant he was about to ask me to consider doing something I would generally refuse. And from the way he pulled out the chair in front of my desk, with ever so slow movements before sitting as he stared at me with almost apologetic eyes, I knew my point of assessment was correct. “What is it, Daddy?” I was a little concerned.“You know I’m so proud of you. I know it was hard to get a divorce and come back home. But look at you now! I’m looking forward to your D
I was worried about how my family would receive me, and it made me concerned, for the first month I had returned, wondering what everyone thought now that I was back home. I wouldn’t blame my family for their reactions. Since her broken marriage, especially with her father, Clinton. He didn't take my idea of marrying Holland too well. He knew Holland’s family and what he knew he didn’t like. But finally, I returned to the home where I grew up. I had missed the eight-bedroom, six-bath house and the many people here I had known since I was a child. What I missed the most was those early morning hours I had with my father before he would leave to go to the office. It had been three years since I left, and I wondered how he would react or what he might say now that I was back home. She had been avoiding everyone by sleeping late. It felt familiar and good to be home, yet strange, so I avoided everyone by sleeping late most days. I didn't know where the time went, but when I emerged from
“Man! It never fails. I always say the wrong thing when I'm with Amanza. How does she do it every time? She just brings out the darkest part of me.”I picked up the ring she had thrown on the lawn. See, I value my ring. In the heat of an argument, I didn't take off my wedding ring and throw it at her. I thought as I looked at my onyx and the gold wedding ring she gave me, which was still on my finger.I can’t believe that Collin was in that car with Amanza! Strange, how could that be? I know my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. It was him I saw through the half-open car window; I know I saw him. I wonder what he whispered in Amanza’s ear. Then he looked at me evilly as if he was angry. He glared at me, and I felt like he was threatening me! Some nerve! He's driving off with my wife and looking at me that way!For the first time, I felt aggression coming from him to me, as if he wanted to crush me. I had never seen that side of Collin, and he’s never acted that way toward me in the