Hello readers, if you've read to this point, then I want to believe that you're liking the story. However, this author is not motivated enough to want to give this book my all. Please, your reactions, comments, and reviews are very powerful tools to make me believe that I'm not alone on this journey. Meanwhile, release schedule would be, 1 day on, 1 day off for now. Thank you!
Madam Evelyn glanced at the briefcase loaded with money but refused to touch it. “Young man, I think you're at the wrong place. All the chefs we have were–”“I don't mean your servants.”The woman raised a brow, “Is that so? Then may I know what chef you are talking about?”“Saffron.”The old woman paused for a moment, then leaned back and said candidly, “We don't have a person with that name here.”“Want to have a word with your friend in the Graham estate?” Madam Evelyn snorted, ‘That shameless betrayer!’ She grabbed her cup of tea and took a sip. After a long while, she replied, “Everyone knows that woman to be a pathological liar, who would do anything for money.”“And what do we call you who would do anything to breed children for your hybrid son.”How did they find out? Did Madam Graham tell them? No, she can’t, she wouldn’t, she dared not! The old woman was furious. When money is involved, Madam Graham wouldn’t even hesitate to sell her organs even if it means she’d die, just
An hour later, Caspian caught the faint sound of footfalls on the stairs. He looked up to see her standing there on there, stunned. She must have been surprised to see him, he thought and took his eyes off her and continued with his smoking. So her ‘imagination’ was real? The man who saved her was Caspian?! Saffron couldn’t seem to move her legs. It felt as though she was stuck. Her heartbeat started racing and she had the urge to run for dear life, but to where? She didn’t even know where she was and how she was supposed to run away without Alex. Once she came to that realization, she swallowed down her fear and nervousness and decided to face her reality. She summoned courage and walked down the stairs. Standing a safe distance away from him, she bowed slightly and greeted, “Young Master Caspian.” The man ignored her and continued to puff out clouds of smoke.Seeing that he wouldn’t speak to her, she assumed that he was angry at her, so she looked up at the sterned-faced Gerald w
“You have no choice!!” he roared which sent Saffron trembling. Picking the glass of drink on the table, he ordered, “Send her back to her room,” then gulped down the whole content in the glass. She shouldn’t have made him have a taste of her, and now, he can no longer get her body off his head. It was her fault, all her fault for making him cheat! He slammed the glass on the table and broke the cigarette with fire in his eyes. Just as Gerald was about to step forward, Jenny sauntered in from the kitchen, “I’ll send her to her room,” she said curtly and proceeded to take the shaken Saffron away. As they walked up the stairs, Jenny had her keen eyes on Saffron and she could see her subconsciously hugging her stomach as she took unbalanced steps up the stairs. Jenny narrowed her eyes on her. She was a woman and probably understood.At the door, just as Saffron was about to open her door and get in, Jenny stretched out her arm and blocked the entrance, causing Saffron to look up at her.
Shawn stood there staring at her back without the chance to utter any word. All he knew was that the archery girl is called Lazy Nightmare and that was because, when he was trying to stop Qinlisa’s bleeding, she told him to save That night… Caspian invited Saffron to his room and when she arrived, the room was dark, but with the moon peeking through the open window, she was able to walk her way to the sofa he was sitting on. “I believe that by now you’ve made your decision. So, I’m all ears,” he broke the silence. Saffron had discussed a resolution with Jenny earlier and now, she finally had her answer. “I’ll marry you,” she replied. Silence swallowed the room for a minute, causing Saffron to wonder if she gave the wrong reply. His face was hidden behind the darkness, so she couldn’t make out what his expression was. She stood there for another minute before he threw a document on the table, “Sign that.”Saffron sat down and opened the document but couldn’t see what was written
Caspian thrust hard, fast, and deeper for some time until he was about to burst. Not to take chances, he pulled out before releasing the stress into the durex before heading to the bathroom. At the door to the bathroom, he ordered, “Go back to your room and clean up.”Wow, she’s not even allowed to clean up in his room. Saffron didn’t linger. She got up and wore her panties before leaving– feeling humiliated and insulted. She didn’t know why he hated her so much. She could vividly remember their first night, it was blissful and he was very gentle. So what happened? Why did he treat her the way he did today? Saffron was feeling sad over this one time, but what would she do if this continued for a long time? ... Five years later… Saffron sat on a long couch in her luxuriously decorated room, close to the window. She looked beautiful but her sorrowful eyes rested on the starless night, longing for genuine happiness that she could no longer identify after five years. A knock sounded
Inside the Clintons’ living room housed hundreds of affluent people. Some were mingling, some were drinking, and others like Saffron found a quiet spot at the corner to sit, but because she tried to mind her business didn’t mean that others would. “My dearest sister-in-law finally showed up. I was wondering if you wouldn’t,” Sebastian walked over with a glass of clear drink he sipped from. Saffron smiled faintly, “Hi,” she greeted. “Hi? Are we acquainted?” he chuckled and stood in front of her. “I want you to come to the garden, at our usual spot, otherwise you wouldn’t know what I’d do.” He turned and left after that with a smile on his lips. Saffron was stunned by what he just uttered, ‘Usual spot?’ they didn’t establish a spot! In fact, they’ve only seen each other three times in five years, he ignored her two times and the third time was when they met at the greenhouse, or was that what he was referring to? With that thought, she got up and headed for the green house. Saffron
“Caspian, it’s your dearest wife, you should go explain to her before she ruins your five years plans,” the sarcastic words flowed casually out of Celina’s lips but her slender and artistically manicured fingers were tightly wrapped around his neatly pressed white color. Caspian looked beyond Celina and his eyes narrowed when he saw Saffron standing dumbly by the door, still holding the knob. “What are you doing here?” Caspian asked calmly and carefully moved Celina out of the way so he could see Saffron without anything hindering his sight. The way he was gentle with Celina sent a blow to Saffron’s heart. He had never for once treated her with so much care, nor has she ever seen so much gentleness in his orbs. Tears stung her eyes and she tried not to shed them. She should have expected that he’d do away with her one day but she never imagined the dead would come back to life. He never loved her but why does her heart ache so much? Why does it feel as though her legs would give wa
The rowdy living room suddenly became quiet when the guests saw Caspian and Celina walking down the stairs, hand in hand. After the initial shock washed off, chaos broke out. Even the other members of the Clinton’s family were stunned. “Mom? Did you know about this? Wasn’t Celina dead?” Asked Talia with shock on her face. “I’m as shocked as you are,” Mrs. Clintons replied with her eyes on the two gracefully coming down the stairs. Sebastian’s dreamy eyes didn’t sway from the beautiful Celina who wore a white long dress with lace sleeves that reached her wrist. Her straight black hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her oval face. She looked very beautiful and young that tears pulled at the corners of his eyes.Atlas was shocked at first but after processing what was happening, he narrowed his eyes at his brother and Celina before he shifted his gaze around the room and spotted Saffron in the midst of the crowd. She looked unhappy. Atlas’ lips slowly raised, “Interesting,” he