Dalia's PoV"I miss you even now." Jeffery muttered and I could see how much he did. His eyes held so much regret. I nearly laughed at the irony. He looked around. "But look how well you have done. You are handling a team now and I can tell it wasn't easy getting here."I chuckled at his assumption. Of course it wasn't easy even as the wife of a billionaire. Eros would never give it to me if he knew I was going to mess it up. I just took up the position to make myself relevant. The fact I am pregnant doesn't mean I am immobile. The earlier Eros and Betty get it into their head, the better."I am married to Eros West," I choose to say instead. "How hard did you think it was?"Jeffrey clapped his hands in appreciation. "Bullshit. You don't like privileges. Remember the time I hired you? You asked me a million times why."I grinned as I recalled those times too. It wasn't far from then but I relished those days when I worked with Jeffrey and got to travel to different places. "Heavily pr
Eros' POV"Isaiah! My office now!" I yelled, jolting Isaiah from his work daze. He jumped into my office immediately. It suddenly felt too hot. I quickly removed the jacket causing it.It still felt hot. It only meant the jacket wasn't the problem. The problem was me and how Dalia talked me down in the office. I think she knows my weakness.She knows my reputation is my weakness. I will do anything to save it and now she is trying to ruin it by involving Nick. Is he the only one with sufficient knowledge on the project? It would be nice to have him on our side but he's already in my bad books and I can't wait for him to experience the consequences of his recent actions.Nick Newton? She is toying with me! I know how desperate I want this project to work but not at the expense of allowing a bitch into my company. He once tried to set my company on fire, he is the reason why I am going through this right now.How did she get to know he was the ghost tech man?I glared at Isaiah who just
Third person's point of view."Why can't you believe me?" Nick asked with his eyes a little teary. It didn't faze Emily one bit. She was even eying him skeptically.Hera had suddenly found the kitchen more interesting but her ears never stopped to listen to what Emily and her cousin discussed. How privileged she is to be listening in on their awkward conversation."I can't believe you because I know you, Nick. You don't do things by mistake." snapped Emily. She wasn't in the mood for his bullshit. He could sit on her couch all day and tell her lies and she would sit all day on her couch, opposite him and listen, not believing one shit about it. "We grew up together. At some point, we grew apart. I will ask you once again. Why?"Nick sighed. He should have known his clever cousin wouldn't believe him. She has always been like that. Always suspecting what wasn't there. It was a pity her parents weren't there to see how far their daughter has grown. Instead of a modeling career why not a
Emily frowned at the realization. It meant Dalia was still safe. He wouldn't do anything to her for now. Besides, Eros will be there to protect her. The ball is in Dalia's hands now. She has to choose. Eros or Nick. Of course, she knew about the fake love Dalia and Eros convinced the onlookers about.Hera suddenly jerked her head up. "Is he gone?" She asked softly.Emily patted her head. "You slept throughout."Hera closed her eyes in frustration. "I didn't want to. I just couldn't fight it."Emily smirked as they both looked at the cup of tea that was now cold. "You almost hit your head. Why not go and rest. You have a meeting tomorrow.""Will I see you after?" Hera asked hopefully. Their relationship was still a secret. She was a bit glad, Emily didn't mention anything about her cousin disapproving of their relationship.Emily sat on the chair opposite as she contemplated whether to see the clingy woman. She knew she was the setback in their relationship. She was the one who drew ba
Third's person's POV."Boss, I was thinking of including a fair game." Sara presented to Eros at the second board meeting with the team leaders."Let technology rule!" A man chipped in.Dalia beamed at the team. "You know what? After all this, we should hang out. Dinner?"Anthony, who was the leader of the tech team, snapped his fingers in agreement. "Barbeque?" He asked his colleagues, and they all raised their hands in agreement.Eros cleared his throat, and everyone dropped their hands. Dalia sighed at the suddenly cold room. She knew that they all felt like themselves around her. He always managed to ruin their playful mood with his cold attitude. "We haven't implemented our plans, yet. So no eating until then. Everyone is staying overtime. No excuses."With a scowl, Sara closed her file with a thud. "We haven't had time for dinner as colleagues. We are halfway there…"Eros hissed in irritation. "You cannot go without me!"Dalia cleared her throat the same way he did and they all
"Bethany Woods!" Eros called. You couldn't hear his voice, but Dalia could read his lips. It was what he always called her. Bethany woods. It wasn't in a spiteful way. His eyes looked happy. Really happy."I brought dinner. I guessed you would be working overtime tonight, so I decided to help you." She was putting on sweaters and sweatpants. What a crazy combination! Even though it was good, Dalia still saw it as crazy. She wasn't a happy woman as she watched them. Doesn't she know Eros' dark sides? Does he really show this rainbow and sunshine to her and leave the parts that haunted his life behind? Or do they both pretend there is nothing but happiness in their lives?Dalia shook her head as she pressed the button for the first floor. The last thing she saw as the elevator closed was the two of them laughing hard at whatever she prepared. Dalia banged her head softly against the hard walls of the elevator. Eros hasn't tasted her food before. She has never had to work since she offic
Dalia wanted to enter the kitchen when she was stopped by two women and a man with stern gazes. They obviously didn't approve of what she wanted to do."I have done what you wanted. Can't I have fifteen minutes in the kitchen? It's been a while you know." She whined. When she made it known to the house maids that she wanted to prepare breakfast for Eros before going out, they had fawned over her.They asked that she let them arrange her cooking ingredients, asked what food she wanted to make and if she had checked the baby for the fifth time today.The sun hasn't risen yet.They all gave themselves worried glances. "We are worried about the boss. We don't know what he might do to us if he learns of this." One of the women spoke. Dalia could hardly tell the difference between the two women."You will be fine. I cannot allow another woman to bring breakfast and dinner to my husband at work. I will cook for him. Now move." She warned sternly. Immediately they gave way for her to pass.D
Eros' POVBetty's food was just as I expected. Bland.With the way Dalia was staring at me, I knew she wouldn't let me go without tasting her food. Just what have I put myself into?I pulled the food basket closer to me. To be frank, I can't wait to taste the food. It smelled so nice. I gently removed the box and placed it on the table. Then I opened the cover, nodding when the aroma warmed my face.From the corner of my eye, I watched her glare at Betty. She wasn't looking at me. It was pasta and chicken. Simple dish. easy to prepare.I dipped my fork, rolling it gently. Just a bite, and the flavors burst into the different sections of my mouth. It's been a while since I've had homemade food like this. I turned to Dalia, speechless. Words couldn't describe what I felt."Do you like it?" She asked softly. Her facial expression was kind, unlike the harsh expressions I have been exposed to. Could this mean something?I grabbed the tissue inside the basket, wiping my mouth. "I am surpri