Maeve Ford after graduating high school decides to leave Cario, Egypt for the united states of America in search of her brother who had gone missing for years, to find some clues which could lead her to her brother, she steals a book sorted out by every illegal syndicate, powerful Clans, and even the Mafia, this makes her become a target, and amidst everything she gets caught up in a misunderstanding, entangled with a cold-hearted Ceo, and with the increasing need to find her brother she goes into a contract marriage with the enemy"""""'''''''" Let me be clear Miss Ford" He growled, his voice slightly husky but cold, his gaze never leaving her face as he closed the distance between them, trapping with his hands against the wall.The fresh musky scent of sandalwood mixed with some other fragrance that would usually put her in a conscious state filled her nostrils but this time she was more concerned with how close their bodies were.Her heart began to race, and her breath caught, she
"Milady, your mother is here."Cold sweat trickled down my back as I tried to relax my tensed shoulders on hearing the excited voice of a maid."Mum" I whispered, as I stood up from the chair I had been sitting on to take my mother into an embrace, I didn't know why but at that moment I felt a certain urge to hug her.I thought I had prepared myself properly these last few days but it seemed that my fears and uncertainties were threatening to crush my resolve."Oh dear," my mother mumbled in surprise at my sudden action, she placed a hand on my back and patted it gently."Is everything okay my dear?" She inquired, pulling away from me to gaze at my face as if studying my facial expression. I could see the concerned look in her eye but I didn't want her to worry.She had always been a conscious soul and could especially be more attentive when it involved her children or the ones important to her. Sometimes I felt like she knew me better than I knew myself and because of that, I could h
The door leading to the church opened as I stepped out of the Bugatti la Voiture Noire, I proceeded gracefully walking over the sills before moving calmly along the corridor.I couldn't remember how many times I had taken a deep breath. I thought I had gained proper control of myself but the closer I got to the doors the faster my heart raced.The door seemed more daunting with every step I took.I squared my shoulder waiting for the door to open.Immediately the door opened and I stepped into the hall the procession began, and I could hear the processional song being played in the background as I continued in my strides down the aisle, my father took my hand in his, guiding me to the altar.I moved my eye over the hall to keep my mind at ease. The entire hall screamed of luxury, as expected of a CEO's wedding I reasoned.Lofty ceilings, chandeliers, and beautifully decorated floral arrangements, clearly it was an aesthetic atmosphere, looking spirited in compliance with the grandeur
"Ugh!"I was so tired after the wedding, and God! does my ankles hurt.I stretched myself in the king-sized bed while being grateful that it was all finally over."You did well my lady, would you like a cup of tea, milk, or water to help you relax?"A maid asked as she watched my exhausted form laying on the bed."I'll have the milk please.""Alright, my lady." The maid replied and exited the room."You girls are excused," I said as I became irritated by the maids who were still in the room with panicked expressions on their faces.They remained rooted to the spot and this further irked me, they looked like they wanted to say something but were hesitant to do you."Do you have something to say?" I asked, now sprawled on the bed, my gaze moving from one maid to the next."My l-lady we need to prepare you for..." One of the maids managed to say as she let her words trail off.I couldn't understand why they were afraid of me, well if it was their boss then it was understandable but I wasn
Six months ago."Alright, girls, this is the moment you all have been waiting for" A woman announced as she watched the group of girls doll themselves up."Many influential people from all over the world are on this ship today" She continued with her hands behind her back as she walked from one dresser to another, studying the women who were seated and happily painting their faces with makeup."Now I want you girls to read my lips, I want this night to go smoothly without a hitch, I'm not saying you shouldn't get yourself a rich politician or a wealthy businessman, you can do all that but what I'm saying is that you girls better not cause me any problems this night or else there would be dire consequences, do I make myself clear.""Yes, madam Claire." They all mused happily.She turned around to exit the room.This was my chance I thought as I pulled myself together, to make sure I was getting well into character."Ah, my stomach" I cried as I crouched to the ground, gripping my stoma
We lost balance and fell off the ship, moved my eye around as I struggled for air, and I swam to the surface as fast as I could."Sh*t" I should have worn the equipment properly, I only had a snorkel on, having lost the other equipment when I lost my balance and fell off the ship.I moved my eye around in search of the man but he was nowhere in sight.Was he still underwater?I thought about swimming away, that man could be part of some gang or the mafia at worst, and it wouldn't be good if I involved myself with him.I should just swim to shore but I couldn't bring myself to do it.My conscience couldn't let me leave him, at least not after how he hesitated to kill me.I braced myself and went into the water in search of him, I had to narrow my gaze to find him, and although it took me some time I finally found him.He was still underwater and he was drowning.It looked like he didn't know how to swim. I swam towards him and tried to support him so I could swim with him to shore bu
I walked out of the building with a satisfied look on my face.People often say that a first impression matters and with that came the chance to put one's best traits out there but in my opinion, it was just an opportunity to fabricate the truth about one's self.Ninety percent of everything I had said to the interviewers thus far could be considered as nothing but a lie... At least it wasn't all a lie.In reality, my father isn't truly dead but was sentenced to life in prison for the numerous crimes he had committed of which two out of the bunch were murder and money laundering.Life imprisonment could be considered as the judges being nice.My mother on the other hand, well with her I could say my words held some truth, she indeed was kind, maybe too kind.Dropped out of school and married my father in the naivety of youth, only to end up becoming his punching bag, used to alleviate his anger.Every time I would ask her why she continued to remain in such a stupid excuse for marri
It sounded like a sob, no it seemed to have died down to a whimper followed by a sniffle.I moved my gaze around the place but I couldn't find anyone whimpering, surely I wasn't losing my mind.This time I tried to evade other sounds and focus my hearing on the source of the whimper and I followed it slowly until I realized it was coming from behind the shrubs.I continued to follow the sound only to find a child, behind the shrub, sitting on the grass with raised knees and a lowered head resting on his hands.My gaze softened slightly at the sight in front of me, not many people close to me knew it but I had a soft spot for children which wasn't readily shown.I leaned forward slightly to get a better view of the child while also maintaining a good distance, the last thing I wanted to do was frighten the child. From the clothing, I could tell it was a boy."Hey there, are you okay? " I inquired with a low friendly voice.He shifted his head a little to gaze at me, I could only see hi