All Chapters of In Love with My Fiance's Enemy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Sabrina's PovCoral's sleek car drove its way through the iron gates, ushering us into a world I had only ever dreamt of. It was a stunning estate. A testament to wealth and privilege. The driveway alone had more grandeur than I had ever seen in my life, adorned with a breathtaking fountain filled with exotic, multi-colored fish.As we were briefly stopped by the gate guards to confirm our entry, I gazed in wonder at the sprawling property, my mind wondering at the thought of who might own such an extravagant estate. A business mogul, maybe?Coral's car rolled to a stop in the lavish parking lot, among a fleet of luxury vehicles and sleek limousines. Stepping out of the car, I was met with the sight of elegantly dressed guests strolling towards the grand estate, their evening gowns and designer suits shimmering in the fading light.As they made their way towards the party, I couldn't help but feel a bit out of place. My borrowed dress, though stunning, couldn't mask the fact that I wa

Sabrina’s PovWhen I got home, I slept off even though I was shivering in the cold. I was woken up the next morning with Coral pushing aside the curtains, allowing the subtle bright sunlight to seep through the windows and hit my eyes. I blinked, my eyes fluttering open against the sudden intrusion of light, only to find Coral standing before me, her figure illuminated by the morning's rays.I sat up on the bed, rubbing my hands over my body from the cold of last night. I was still feeling really cold and shivering slightly.“Good morning!” Coral beamed a smile at me as our eyes met and she drew the last curtain in the mirror aside. “Did you have a wonderful sleep?”As Coral stood before me, cheerful and all smiles, my mind scrambled to make sense of the situation. Was the party from last night only a mere figment of my imagination, or perhaps a dream?The pain in my heart ached with a clarity that denied any illusion. Every moment, every twisted smile, every whispered insult from the

I was wrong! My day gets more shitty I thought as I ran into Greg at the staircase on my way back from the restroom and headed to the counter. Already dressed in the Cafe's stipulated dress code of blue jeans and a Kings Palace Cafe white T-shirt, I feel a bit more comfortable. I still don't get the rationale behind using a white T-shirt as a uniform for a Cafe. “Well, well well! Look who the cat got dragged in!” He drawled “Hello, Greg!” I greeted forcing a smile “You are late Rina,” he said trying to look down his nose at me For a man who is barely 5 ft 3, with a slim body build and average looks, let's just say his intimidation tactics aren't working. “I apologize for my tardiness, it won't happen again sir” adding the ‘sir’ to stroke his ego a little. “Hmmm, make sure it doesn't happen again” “It won't sir!” “Well, I heard from a little birdie that someone who looks exactly like you, was seen entering this Cafe with her luggage, that could not have been you right