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Broken Hearts •Alexa•
Malcolm slowly unbuttoned his shirt and began to pull it off. He stood above his bed as he pulled off his shirt, vest and trousers, leaving only his pair of shorts.Some minutes after he had chased Natasha our of his house, he sat with his kids by the table to eat. Afterwards, he sent them up to their room while he retired to his office in the house. That was something he did often. No matter how hard he worked at the office, he always had other work to complete at home. A typical day for Malcolm involved waking up as early as four in the morning, going to work, returning home around eight in the evening and then, moving to his office at home till it was almost twelve in the midnight.Sighing, Malcolm lowered himself to the edge of his bed. His mind suddenly flashed back to Natasha, the young woman he had decided to employ at first, until she messed it all up by losing the kids.When he first saw Natasha, he couldn’t help but think that she looked familiar. He had seen her before. At
Broken Hearts •Irresponsible Child•
Natasha rolled around on the bed, unable to sleep. It had been hours after she had left Diane in the living room, yet she hadn’t slept a wink. She hated nights like these – nights when she couldn’t sleep; nights she was plagued with thoughts of her ex-boyfriend whom she still very much loved; plagued with thoughts of her daughter who was just in the room across hers; plagued with thoughts of her irresponsibility.She tossed about on the bed, rising and falling. She tried to close her eyes, to get rid of those thoughts, but each time she did, images of Paul’s face kept flashing in her head. She kept seeing him everywhere – in her head, in Mirabella’s face. Natasha let out a loud groan, forcing her eyes open and sitting up on the bed.She hated herself. She hated that she was still in love with her ex-boyfriend. She hated that she couldn’t complete her education because she just had to be stupid enough to get pregnant. She hated that she couldn’t get a proper job in her office. She hate
Broken Hearts Sequel
Hi guys. I hope you are enjoying this book. Just to let you know that this book is actual a sequel. There are three-in-one series about three sisters - Diane, Malvika and Natasha. The first book, 'Unrequited Love' is about Diane and it's been published on Goodnovel. You can check my profile page. 'Broken Hearts' is the second book about Natasha. The third one, which is about Malvika, would be published after Broken Hearts. Don't forget to vote and leave positive reviews. Also, do well to share this book with your friends and the people you know. Thanks for reading. Xoxo❤️
Broken Hearts •Crush•
FLASHBACK – SEVEN YEARS AGONatasha turned the key and pulled her locker open. She packed her books slowly, her head bent over and her face covered with her long hair to hide her face from the people around her. She wasn’t exactly what you would call popular, but she was quite known. In fact, people knew her because they knew her sister was currently the C.E.O of a company. Of course, none of them knew her sister was married to a famous person – that was a secret and the only person who knew was Alyssa.Speaking of Alyssa……“Hey, you know I can still see your face right?” Alyssa said in an amused tone behind her.Natasha jerked up, hitting the back of her head on the door of the locker. She turned to face her best friend, a frown on her face as she rubbed the back of her head. “Did you have to scare me?” she asked Alyssa who simply shrugged. “How long have you been standing there?”“Quite a while.”“Creep,” Natasha muttered and Alyssa smirked.“That’s me,” she answered and Natasha rol
Broken Hearts •First Day•
Natasha raised her hand and pressed the doorbell. The door was immediately thrown open by Evelyn who had a scowl on her face. Natasha gave her a small smile. “Good morning, Evelyn,” she greeted. Evelyn merely grunted and stepped aside for her to walk in. As she walked into the house, she asked, “Where are those two little darlings?”“School,” Evelyn grunted.“Oh Good.” Natasha played with the straps of her bag. “So…. Where is Mr. Grayson?”“He is at work,” Evelyn answered. “He asked me to put you through what you are supposed to do and he expects to see you when he returns from work,” she stated. She glanced around Natasha, a small frown on her face. “Where are your things?”Natasha frowned. “What things?”“Your clothes and stuff.”“My clothes?” Natasha echoed. “Why would I bring my clothes?” she wondered, confused.“Aren’t you staying here?” Evelyn asked, looking at Natasha. “Mr. Grayson made it sound like you would be living here from now on.”“What? No way. We didn’t talk about tha
Broken Hearts Live in
Natasha sat on the couch in the living room, bored out if her mind and waiting for the kids to return from school. She busied herself going through their schedule so many times that she could swear she had committed it to memory. On Mondays, after lunch, Alex had piano lessons and Alexa had singing class, which meant Alex would stay at home while she took Alexa for her classes. Tuesday and Thursdays were free days for the both of them. On Wednesday, they both had swimming lessons. On Fridays, Alex had her dancing class while Alex had his football practice.Natasha thought about what Evelyn said. Was she really going to have to be living here? While that didn’t seem like a terrible idea, it wasn’t something Natasha was sure she wanted to do. She wanted to be close to her daughter and she didn’t think bringing Mirabella over would be such a good idea. She was going to hash this out with Mr. Grayson. She wasn’t going to be a live in nanny.The door was pushed open and Alex and Alexa walk
Broken Hearts Angry Sisters
Malcolm hated himself. Literally. He hated himself for being attracted to his children’s new nanny. He hated that he couldn’t control his thoughts when she was around and he hated that that made him grumpy towards her. But it wasn’t his fault that he found her attractive. She was beautiful, anyone with two eyes could see that – with her long black hair and her striking hazel eyes. The way her lashes fluttered whenever he looked at her.Malcolm was starting to regret employing her. He had always had one rule and it was “Do not mix business with pleasure” and now, he was about to throw that rule out of the window for this woman. It was a terrible idea to sleep with his children’s nanny, yet he couldn’t stop thinking about it. Why couldn’t he stop thinking about it?Now, the same woman was moving into his house. He was in his office at home, listening to all the noise she was causing, simply by moving her things into the house. He could hear the jamming of doors and the sounds of his kid
Broken Hearts •Proposal•
FLASHBACK – SEVEN YEARS AGOMalcolm sat in the waiting room with his girlfriend, her hands enclosed in his. He tried to look okay, to look normal, but he could feel the beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead. He glanced at Yvette and he could se the wide smile on her lips. She was really excited to be pregnant. She kept glancing at him with bright smiles and he had to force himself to smile back at her.She leaned closer to him. “Hey,” she said, “You excited?”“Yeah…. I…. I am.” He hoped she couldn’t feel how sweaty his palm was. He hoped she couldn’t hear how loud his heart was beating against his chest. Was he really ready for this? Was he ready to have children? He still had his whole career going on for him. He needed to concentrate on that. Bu what could he do now? Yvette was excited at the prospects of having a baby and so were his parents. he couldn’t ask her to get rid of it now.“We are going to be amazing parents,” Yvette whispered to him. “Right?”“Right.” He choked ou
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