'Oh, lord'
I exclaimed inwardly. This guy looks way too handsome for my system to contain. I looked away, staring at the space as I gulped at nothing while hugging tightly onto the folder I was carrying. "I'm not a bit affected by them anymore; it's already in the past," I muttered, but he just chuckled in return. "We can lie to others, but never to ourselves," he replied, and then took a large stride to the biggest chair in the living room. He took his seat, and a maid walked up to him with a glass of red wine.Darls Collymore, Accepted the glass and then twirled it with his gaze, never leaving my body, which made me nervous. "Your room..." he began but paused as if something suddenly struck him. "Where do you want to live?" Darls asked out of the blue, and I was stunned. Wasn't this his mansion? Why was he asking for my opinion? What if I say his bedroom? Hahaha, is he going to let me lodge there? My thoughts were crazy, and I know. But I can't help what's running through my mind. Darls Collymore suddenly let out a soft but husky chortle. "My room is more than enough," he muttered, and my face burned in embarrassment. I wanted to find a hole to bury my head in shame. Of all the things I thought, I just had to say that part out loud. What could be more humiliating? "You don't have to mind whatever I said; just ignore it," I requested. Darls stared at me intently before looking away. "Your room is on the second floor. The entire space is free to use, so feel free to do as you, please. This is also your home." I smiled, nodded, and bowed, and he took a sip from the glass of wine. He motioned a maid with his hand, and three others joined the suite, making them four. "These four will be at your service twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.Inform them if you need anything. In the meantime, they'll be assisting you to park your things." I turned to the four lined-up maids, and they immediately went on their knees, almost scaring my poor heart. "Madamé, I'm Karin Baxter, and I pledge my loyalty to you. I'll serve you wholeheartedly. I'll put your life before mine and lay my life down for yours in times of danger. You are my master; your happiness, sadness, hunger, safety, and everything related to you will be my top priority from this moment on. I hope Madamé will not let me out when it comes to matters regarding you. Madame, please accept me as your own." "Madamé, I'm Jasmine Jaxon...." "Madamé, I'm Titania Nickolas..." "Madamé, I'm Eva Smith..." Their pledges got on my nerves. I felt like screaming, but I kept holding back my voice. What benefit will it have if I scare them off? I don't just understand what kind of loyal pledge this is. Wasn't it just hiring a maid or worker? Why do they need to lay down their lives as proof of their honesty and loyalty? This never happened, even at Huxley's mansion. I turned to Darls for help out of this predicament, but he just looked away as he donned the last drop of wine in the glass and then stood up. "Accept their loyalties," he ordered and then strutted in the direction of the stairs. He halted, looking behind, and said, "Somethings just have to be the way they are. You never know what might happen next." He said nothing more and left wordlessly. I was speechless, but he was right. One can never tell what might happen to him next. just like my parents, Mike, and my marriage. I straightened my expression as I turned to them and said, "I accept your pledges."Karin, Jasmine, Titania, and Eva all stood up and bowed. "This way, Madamé," Eva said, pointing in a certain direction. I turned in that direction to realize there was an elevator installed. 'What the hell? If there was an elevator, then what was the point of him taking the stairs? This guy is truly unpredictable.' I thought. "Let's go," I mumbled, and they immediately led the way.**** I gaped at my reflection in the mirror, looking utterly stunned.I couldn't recognize myself, as I couldn't even remember the last time I was dressed and made up beautifully. The lady in the mirror had her dark hair with shades of red all parked into a retro bun with two loose twisted strands on each side of her hair. Her lips were painted red, looking as hot as fire, and her brows were drawn in curves. The foundation used for the makeover matches her bronze skin color perfectly in a way that one can't even find any flaws. She had a pair of white pearl earrings stuck to her ears, and a necklace made with pearls was hanging on her neck. She was wearing a long, lavender-colored dress that hugged her curves, revealing her sexy figure. The gown had a slit from her knees below, and her smooth and spotless jade-like skin was exposed to their sinful eyes. She was wearing six-centimeter silver sandal heels and holding a silver purse that seemed to be made by the same designer. I can't believe this person staring and smiling directly at me was me. 'Why can't I remember ever being so beautiful and elegant?' I thought and then shrugged at my introspection. It was only normal, as I have been living under someone else's shadow. I wasn't allowed to live on my terms. But now, I can. Although with a condition. but I don't mind it. Why would I mind something that was going to benefit me? I wasn't going to reject such a once-in-a-lifetime offer, so I agreed without even thinking twice. And when I thought through it later, I saw no reason not to accept. I'm the one benefiting from the deal. He has nothing to gain. Well, I can't also say that because none but Darls can predict himself. might think he is achieving nothing, but he might be the one gaining more than myself. I already know how twisted the mindset of a businessman is, and Darls Collymore, the devil of the business world, has the most twisted of all minds. but I still don't care. "Madamé, it is time," Eva reminded me, and I jolted out of my thoughts. I turned around and ordered "Let's go"The maids led me down the elevator towards the sparkling, luxurious car that was parked right in front of the mansion.Titania stepped forward and pulled the door open, and I quietly and calmly boarded the car.Inside the car, it was cool and refreshing, with the scent of lemon and tangerine wafting through my nostrils.I placed my back on the backrest of the car seat as it zoomed off. Only then did I notice the handsome bachelor—no, not a bachelor again?sitting on the other side with a gold-rimmed glass placed on his nose bridge as he focused his attention on the laptop he was working on.Holly Molly, this guy was going to make me doubt my taste in men. An unproficient, broken-hearted lady like me shouldn't yearn for a guy's compliments, right?But the exact opposite seems to be happening to me.Why was I waiting for him to turn around and give me some honest compliments?I looked away as I couldn't bear to make a fool out of myself by drooling over the handsome dude beside me.If h
Mike's POVThe crowd erupted, and I knew it was 'him' who had appeared. Darls Collymore, my biggest opponentI pulled Natasha Matinez, my current girlfriend, by her waist and strutted my way inside the venue. I had no time to pay attention to the life of a loser like Darls Collymore. I'm confident that soon I'll be destroying the little he managed to accumulate over the past few years. Natasha Matinez was a previous fling of mine. She was supposed to be one of the ladies who I'd used and tossed. But along the way, I discovered her hidden potential and power. As a well-known supermodel and the sole heir to her father's cooperation, I needed her by my side."All of you, I'd like to introduce you to someone precious to me. The lady in my heart, meet Olivia Darls Collymore, my wife." Darls Collymore announced.
Darls' POVA light kiss on the forehead wasn't going to matter much to her. And so is it. I placed a gentle kiss on the crown of her head and she blushed. The media presenters were in awe and filled with surprises. I held onto her thin waist as they clicked pictures. We went through different poses, and finally, seeing that it was all done and there was no need to entertain them anymore,I held onto my wife as we strutted inside the moderately lit hotel. I slowed down my pace, knowing fully well that my lady could be clumsy at any moment.Getting towards the hall for the banquet, I felt her tighten her grip on my hand, and I gave her a small but reassuring pat on the back of her palm. I reassured her; I wouldn't be letting her off to her ex to bully. It's funny how I finally met her but in the worst condition. It hurts to see someone you've al
Darls' POVNo one said a single word until I heard the whisper of the lady in my arm. "But that wasn't in the deal." I chuckled lightly. "Remember to always read the terms and conditions in a contract before signing them. You never know what might be hidden." I whispered, and she made puppy-like eyes that were filled with perplexity, and I just let out a quick smile, and then, Someone lets out a gasp of horror. "Are you for real, CEO Darls? I mean, who the hell hands over their lifetime achievements to some random person whom he recently married? Do you trust her that much that you are not afraid of your well-to-do company going bankrupt?" A certain lady I have no interest in spoke up. Her expression held fury and displeasure as she glared at Olivia, Who seemed to have processed the announcement compl
Darls' POV"How dare you speak of that?" Olivia growled, punching me on the shoulder, and I chortle. She doesn't know how cute she is, looking so feisty. "We welcome you all once again to the fifth edition of the charity auction." The host announced it, and everyone applauded. The stage was cleared, and the first item for auction was displayed. It was a famous painting from ancient times. The portrayal of a pale white jadeite drawn in an oval form that's placed in a wooden bowl on the river According to the history of this certain painting, it took eight years to paint, and the particular artist who created this design, Had done it during the period when the North Americans suffered tragically. Jade was a precious stone for the Mesoamericans. And at that time, they had no choice but to give out their mineral resources for
Author's pov"Oh my, it's Livia; why didn't you inform us you were getting married? Besides, you already know we would have wholeheartedly supported you."Cynthia wailed out like a proud mom. She goes closer to hold Olivia's hands, but Darls, being the sharp-eyed CEO, quickly realizes her next actions, so he moves his hands to hold Olivia's.Cythian, embarrassed, took several steps back. She did not dare argue with the affluent CEO."Oh, son, you are being too protective. Haha, I was only going to hold her; after all, she's my daughter."Cynthia added, but Darls only scoffed in response."Son?" he spoke."Who are you calling, son?" He questions.It felt as if Ishehad to find a hole to hide inside at Darl's blatant rejection. Seeing his wife in a difficult situation, Jaxon intervenes."Of course, you are our son. You married our daughter, which automatically makes you our son."Jaxon explains. Darls chuckled, and he stared at him like a joke."I don't remember Olivia being your daughter
The car drove into the parking lot. Darls didn't wait for the bodyguards to pull open the doors for him. He alighted from the car and hastily got to the other side of it.He pulled open the door, and Olivia exited the Limo. Darls picks up her nurse. Instead of giving it back, he decides to hold it. They both strutted inside the mansion and just then Olivia's stomach grumbled.She instantly felt embarrassed and did not look up at him. He smiles without saying a word. He thinks this darling wife has had a long day, and at the moment, she must be tired.He didn't want to annoy her by teasing her. As they got to the living room, Olivia was greeted by the tantalizing aroma of stewed chicken alongside other mouth-watering dishes."Go clean up, then come down for dinner," Darls said. Without arguing, She nods and hurries to the elevator, forgetting her purse was with Darls.Darls raised his eyebrows, frowning at how careless she had just acted. He then beams with the thought that she didn't m
"Krm!" Olivia liberates her throat."I seem to have forgotten my purse with you. Can I have it back already?" She asks.Darls merely moved away from the doorway. He made a path for her, and then he pointed at the purse on his bed.Olivia took a deep breath before stepping inside. She secretly peeked at the room and noticed nothing fancy.Just two old paintings hung on the wall, and then the architecture of the room and its wallpaper designIt looks typical of a person with an I don't care personality. The room was just cold, devoid of anything warm. Not even a vase of flowers.As she gets to the bed, she picks up her purse and smiles at him. Darls now lean against the wall, expressionless.He watches her walk, seeming captivated by her mode of walking, but his face is still sans any emotions.He stood magnificently like he was intentionally showing off his muscles, abs, and biceps. His perfect, alluring, and seductive body, which he had always kept hidden behind his suits, was now open