The engagement Part 1JonHazel has a wonderful idea about an engagement reception right here in Dubai. She wants her sister and mother to share this moment with her before they return to London. I agree. I think it will even be a triple celebration, being the only contractor on the D site, the engagement and Hazel's pregnancy.I'll contact the company that made the tablecloth with gold thread embroidery and ask them to make something really pretty, with our initials on the fabric. Hazel is so busy these days that I can hardly kiss her.The day before our engagement reception, I receive a frightening message from Alex. Both Rafiq Al-Madini and Hamza Saad have been found shot dead. I immediately leave the office, locking up in complete terror. Alex is at home. We're preparing an engagement reception so as not to let the date pass by in a cloud. I have a guest list that includes my Turner engineers, Turner directors from other co
The engagement Part 2JonI continue to scan the room, taking in the atmosphere and the conversations taking place. The soft music playing in the background adds to the ambiance, creating a soothing and relaxed environment. I notice the guests mingling and enjoying themselves, their laughter filling the room.Suddenly, my attention is drawn back to Alex at the front door. He is meticulously checking each guest's name, ensuring that only those on the guest list are allowed entry. I can't help but feel a sense of embarrassment, realizing that I should have taken care of this task myself. If only I had organized the event in London, where the guest list would have been handled by professionals.Despite my momentary lapse in judgment, I can't deny the beauty of the evening. The attention to detail, from the carefully chosen tablecloth to the exquisite vase and flower arrangement, showcases a level of sop
Love is in the air - single chapterHazelIt's late, there's only me and Hailey chatting on the deck, I take a bottle of champagne for her and a juice for me. We've always been confidant sisters. In a way, all the difficulties we went through when we were young made us very close. With our clothes changed, we sit down on the steps of the small staircase that leads down to the sand to talk. She asks me about the room, but I insist on hearing about Alex first."Ahh sister, he's hot, isn't he? One day I caught him looking at me differently, so... you know how it is. That day at the nightclub, you went home first, remember? I was a bit emotional about the mess, and he was so attentive that I ended up giving him a hug.""But it happened so quickly?""No, nothing had happened yet, just the exchange of glances, the smiles, hands touching, that sort of thing. " She giggles. "Then when we went to pick up the parcels today, we talked a lot. I stopped at a window to look at some clothes and he p
Finally, LondonJonIt's Monday morning. The year is almost over and a certain winter is beginning to arrive in the Middle East. The temperature today is around 26 degrees, a pleasant temperature. I realize that I'm getting married in December in a very cold London. Maybe it could be prettier, but it's definitely not the best time of year to plan a wedding. However, we don't have time. I don't want to give rise to multiple interpretations of Hazel's pregnant belly at our wedding. I know that the English tabloids love to pick on people with money and I don't want to give them any ammunition.We take Hellen and Hailey to the airport. I notice Hailey talking to Alex separately and they hug. Ah, my secret agent has fallen into the dancer doctor's trap! I give a hidden smile that only Hazel sees. Hellen comes to hug me."Son, do you promise not to be long with this building?”"I promise, Mom. I'll do my best to leave as
Finally, London Part 2JonA week laterOur agony at no longer being the talk of the English tabloids led us to London a week later to start preparing for our wedding.Still on the plane, Hazel clutched her handbag tightly, and within it, her precious notebook filled with a collage of photos, like a visual diary of her dreams and aspirations. These images were a testament to the countless hours she had spent researching and planning every detail of her dream wedding. They weren't just photos; they were fragments of her heart's desires.As she flipped through the pages, she saw the enchanting images that had captured her imagination. There were photographs of idyllic outdoor venues, nestled beneath ancient oaks or perched on a hillside with panoramic views. She had imagined herself walking down those dreamy, sun-kissed aisles surrounded by the beauty of nature.Next, there were snapshots of bouquets, each a stunning work of floral ar
Kensington palace part 1HazelI wake up very early on Monday. My mother and sister are returning to London today, and I want to enjoy their presence as much as possible.When I arrive at their bedroom door, I see them talking. They've already packed the only suitcase that's coming back with them, and the rest of their things are already in the apartment for when they return to live in Dubai. I hope my mother's treatment isn't too long. I'm sure I will need all the help I can get to raise my son here until the work on Jonathan's company is finished.I go into the room and hug them, there's already an atmosphere of farewell in the air, and I cry. Hailey smiles sympathetically."My sister, I know you're a whiner, but these hormones are making you so sensible.""I'm terrible." I say through my tears, "How long am I going to be like this?"My daughter, your body will soon get used to it. The first few months are just like that. I also got nauseous a lot in the first few months when I was
Kensington Palace part 2HazelWe spent the whole afternoon in the bedroom making love. Jonathan doesn't want to risk any adventures and is more romantic in every attitude with me. It makes me think about how long I'll be in London away from him, with my hormones going through the roof. It won't be easy. Thankfully, I'll have plenty to occupy myself with.LondonA week later, Jonathan and I arrive in a cold London, very different from Dubai, and winter hasn't arrived yet. I'm happy to know that I'm going to meet Jonathan's sister, Sophia, but I'm not happy to know that their mother will be there too. Even though I'm better from the motion sickness, I still feel the constant mood swings. There's nothing I can do about it; I just hope for the best and that I don't get caught in a difficult moment. I don't want any more friction with Mrs. Olivia.Catherine, her sister's five-year-old daughter, is a beautiful l
The Kensington DungeonJonAs soon as we enter the house, Hazel is startled by the size of the Turner mansion. Some of the staff line up to see it. The house is all white, in Victorian style, and that’s something I didn’t want to mess with. An engineer or contractor doesn’t always want to touch your house out of sheer daring. Some memories of an old house need to be preserved, the architecture is fascinating.Hazel's eyes widen as she takes in the grandeur of the mansion. The intricate details of the Victorian architecture leave her in awe. She can't help but imagine the history that this house holds, and the stories it could tell if its walls could talk.I lead her through the foyer, and the polished marble floors echo with their footsteps. The house is not just large; it's a palace of sorts. Hazel can hardly believe that she's standing in such a majestic place, and it feels surreal."Wow, Jonathan, th