Trying to run from her past, Kayla moved to another city to make a living there, and in six years, she became a top interior designer. Everything was going well for her as a single mother till, Tristian Ravenford who she had a one night stand with six years ago, came back into her life, wanting her back. The danger of his enemies and her enemies will put their love to a test and will the only thing keeping them going be their love for their son? Or their love for each other will transcend all?
View MoreADRIAN'S POVI entered my office, and for the first time in a while when Miss Maria, my secretary smiled and greeted me, I smiled back. Whether it was in compensation for all the times I hadn't smiled in return or in trying to do a good deed because I was afraid of the outcome of my meeting with the board today, I couldn't tell.She muttered a good morning to which I replied, before sliding into my chair. Bowing my head in shame, I avoided her eyes, wondering how long it was going to take before the board would send for me.The person I knew was going to be affected most by the news was Natalie, and I was already sober on her behalf. But how did they know? I had been so careful, I had made sure the transactions didn't reflect at all on the invoices.But had I been sensible enough to hide my newly acquired assets? No, I had not. I wanted to show off, and I knew that was what was putting me in the mess I was currently in.“I heard the board will hold a meeting today and they've invited
ADRIAN'S POVI ate slowly, the food in my mouth absolutely tasteless. It was there in the back of my mind, and no matter how I tried to push it away, it resurfaced, staring at me in the face, laughing at my stupidity.When Mr Ravenford had come into my office yesterday wielding a smile, I knew instantly that something wasn't right. Yes, he was my uncle, but he rarely smiled during working hours. Seeing him in my office, smiling and tapping his fingers on my table was surprising. That was when I knew and concluded immediately that indeed, something was wrong somewhere.After asking me how I was, he had gone ahead to ask how my wife and Nancy were doing to which I replied satisfactorily. Then with another charming smile, he informed me of the meeting that I was going to have with the board concerning the huge sums that were missing from my department on a daily basis.That was when I froze. Even after he left, telling me to make sure my credit records were made available the next day,
CIARA'S POVI watched Tristian pace the bedroom, his hands in his pockets. I could see that he was trying to maintain his composure, that he was trying to be calm even though it was proving more and more difficult.I knew at that moment that the sacrifices I had made for my future wasn't worth it, that I had been absolutely clueless with the plans I had made and everything I felt I had been trying to achieve.“God damn it CeeCee, why? Why did you do it?”He was staring me down, his face red, veins popping out of his neck.I stood, ready to face him head on even though I was scared. I loved Tristian Ravenford, and it struck me now that I would do anything to salvage the remnants of our relationship.“I'm sorry, Tristian. You'll have to forgive me. I know that I acted very badly but please hear me out.”He paused his pacing, then leaned against the door, his hands still in his pockets. I stared at him, scratching the back of my neck. I had never seen him this angry before, I had never s
CIARA'S POV I stood up, placing my ear on the door because I still heard noises in the kitchen. Although the arrangement between Daniels, Julian and I was never to call each other using our normal phones, I had called Daniels regardless. I wanted to find out what was going on at the motel because of what I had heard, and when he didn't reply, it hit me.Was it really true? My heart began to pound within, I felt uneasy, sweat trailed down the back of my neck.They must have been arrested already.Those men I saw back then at Tristan Maison were capable of tracing this to me, I should have escaped instead of waiting for the day to unravel.The memories of me on a orange prison suit flooded my mind.The urge to escape was stronger than ever now. But where was I going to run to? Tristian knew everything about me, my house and my barbershop included. Where was I running to?At that same moment, footsteps bounded onto the stairs and the door opened. I sat on the bed, pretending I was just
TRISTIAN'S POvThe sun was barely up in the sky when I saw the message from the FCC. I was needed at their office immediately. Shedding the sheets that had given me solace during the previous night, I stood, bending to check if Ciara was alright. She was still asleep and I didn't want to wake her up. I ditched my briefcase, opting for a bathrobe.I slipped into the shower, my thoughts consumed by the visit to the FCC office. If Daniels was involved in the disappearance of the loan that had disappeared from my account, the shock was going to be massive. I had never known him as a thief, so what was the motive behind stealing my money?He was a comfortable young man, and his parents were stable. So why go ahead and steal from me? I finished bathing, leaving the bathroom and slipping into the bedroom as quietly as I could to avoid waking Ciara.I left the bedroom, headed for the dining room as soon as I was done dressing. My father was seated, and from the cup in his hand I could tell h
CIARA'S POVI stood next to the door, eavesdropping, my ears alert to every sound that was going on in the sitting room. I knew that I was supposed to be in bed, but I couldn't resist the urge to do what I was doing.Since I saw the FCC officials, my mind had known no rest. And that was why I was where I was, trying to fill in my worrisome mind with the details I was gathering from the sitting room.When I heard the name “Daniels Rochester”, my heart seemed to stop it's blood pumping for a few seconds. There was no stopping it; the truth was going to reveal itself in a few days. My head felt bigger as goosebumps filled my flesh. My knees buckled and I held onto the doorpost for support.What was I going to do? There was one thing I was afraid of, and that was Tristian's reaction and decision. I was there when he had decided to cut ties with his friends, and till this day, he had maintained his stance. I was also there when he had decided to go independent, away from his parents afflue
Tristian's POVI left Ciara on the bed, my mind on the ruckus that was taking place in the sitting room. I descended the stairs, wondering inwardly what was wrong with Ciara. She had been alright until the end of her “success story”, and I couldn't stop telling myself that I had probably gone too far with my inviting her to dinner.She was already tired, and it seemed my dad had pushed her to the max with his endless questions. She probably needed some rest, and I hoped she was going to be okay by morning.I opened the door to the sitting room, smiling at the two strange faces. My father was seated next to them in his favourite couch, and I slipped in next to him, but not without shaking the men first.“Good evening, I'll take it that you're Tristian Ravenford.”I nodded, shaking hands with the bald headed man with a full beard. He was staring at me in a funny way that made me wonder if the results of their investigation was somehow coming back to haunt me.“Yes, I am. And you are?”“
CIARA'S POV“So, Ciara, what do you do for a living?”I smiled, trying to calm my nerves that seemed to be all over the place. I had expected the questions, but when they actually came, I felt too tired to answer them, too drained to even think normally.My mind was elsewhere, in a motel across town. According to Tristian, investigations were ongoing. That only meant that not only were Daniels and Julian in danger, I was in danger too. Everybody involved in the credit card scam was in danger, and I had barely slept for two days. The image of me dressed in an orange overall tormented me, and it seemed stuck in my mind as far as the case was still unsettled.“I'm a barber, sir. I own a shop just east of the Stamford area. CeeCee hair, the signpost is impossible to miss.”“Well, how splendid! I've never known a barber personally, and I think there's certainly a first time for everything. How is work then?”“Work is fine, sir. Although I struggle to cope with the expenses in ratio to the
TRISTAN'S POVI turned, giving Ciara my widest grin, trying to disarm her. She adjusted, wrapping the loose bathrobe around her body firmly. “What's wrong? You were on my phone. Is there anything the matter?”I was going to confront her head on, but not fully. I did so, standing up from the bed and walking towards her.“I heard you talking in the office a few minutes ago. I wondered if you were probably seeing another man. Are you seeing someone else, CeeCee?”When she burst into laughter, I knew immediately that my accusation was baseless. How could I even think about such in the first place? I didn't blame myself though, I was a jealous lover, and I felt it was healthy for our relationship, at least.“Come on, Tristian. Did you really think I was cheating on you? I told you, the light bill was something else. I called the man that pays for our line of shops to ask him why it was so expensive. That was why I was talking in the office.”She touched my arm lightly, and I dragged her t
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