She was the mysterious and weird one among the others. If I could choose the sister I loved the most? It would be Hera. Although she doesn't need to hear it from me. And she must have an idea it is her which is why she derives pleasure in messing with me."I've seen your wife. She is pretty. We didn't have time to talk as Mother once again took the spotlight." She sighs gently. I barely heard anything as she gracefully sat on the three seater opposite me. "Dalia? Yeah.. she is pretty.." I trailed off as a flash of her disappointed face ran through my mind. I should apologise to her later. Hera snaps her fingers, bringing me back to her. "You like her! I thought the things you said was for show,"I shook my head. "They weren't for show. I truly admire her..""..and like her." Hera completed for me in amusement. "Mother hates her already and father? I am sure he is already scheming something wicked."I subtly shuddered at Hera's words. She was right. Father would be plotting something
Eros' PoV"What? What suffering?" She muttered in a low voice. "You don't know anything, Eros. I don't need you to tell me about my flaws like you did in the last meeting. Besides, how did that go for you? You had better watch your back and…" she continued to ramble on. I could see her trying to hide her trembling fingers."Shut up and let me finish." I snap at her talkativeness. She must be trying to get me angry so that I would stop. "I remember everything now, Hera. At least you tried your best." I smile sadly. "You didn't like the way we were going and the only thing you could do was cry. Hence your nickname."Hera audibly swallowed. "I didn't do anything. Don't praise me for nothing.."I raise my hands up to stop her. She has to forgive me for talking to her this way but, "You tried to and father nearly chipped your lips off. I saw it."Her eyes widened in surprise. "You-you saw?" She stuttered in confusion. "Is that why you threw my ice pack away and.." Her eyes glistened with u
“Right under our noses! How dare you?” Another screamed and Dalia covered her ears. She wondered where the security guards were. Her thoughts were cut short as her bralet was tugged upon.They were hell bent on disgracing her.Dalia could only do one thing. She placed both hands on her belly as if to shield the baby from physical abuse.“What gutter did you come out from? I can’t find anything about you online. Who are you?” A woman in red asked curiously. She didn’t join the others to lay her hand on Dalia because of Eros.She has tasted first hand of how revengeful Eros can be. Her brother told her all about it. Up till today, she can’t get her brother to tell her who it was that caused this. But this woman must be the one.She must be the one Eros West is protecting.Dalia winced as her bralet was tugged. She too was struggling but she still found a way to glare at the woman. “I am Dalia Thompson. I have always been Dalia Thompson, nothing more and nothing
Dalia remained where she was, watching the drama unfold. Her respect for Eros suddenly skyrocketed. She couldn’t wait for them to be alone again.Eros nodded at her simple statement. “Then you wouldn’t mind it if I tip your husband,” She doesn’t flinch, thinking Eros was done with his word play. Oh, he wasn’t done with her yet. “The underground club...”“You wouldn’t dare!” She suddenly screams in terror.Dalia frowns at the exchange. Does Eros blackmail others like this? What does he know about everyone? He must have dug up something so they wouldn’t threaten him.Smart.Eros simply shrugged. He pressed something on his phone while the chairwoman of Mondo media group watched helplessly. Tears flowed down from her eyes and Dalia wondered what the underground club was to her.A powerful woman’s tears were unsettling to Dalia.Eros moved to the next who was shivering. Not from the cold but from Eros’ hard gaze. “Ms. Zara...” he tsks in boredom as he looks a
Eros scoffed in disbelief as he watched the women run off. "I can't believe you just did that," Dalia shrugged it off as if it was nothing. She didn't spare them a glance. "You better." "Shall we?" Eros gestured to his private elevator. It was getting awkward and there was nothing he could do about it. He watched Dalia remove his suit. She stretched it over to him. "Here," She quickly said, turning away when she noticed him glaring. Where was the desire? It was gone like it was never there in the first place. What has changed? Eros sighed as he felt regret. Maybe he shouldn't invite her to his lounge. But they were already here. "Don't worry, you can leave your shoes on." He advised while dropping the suit on his chair. Dalia frowned as she removed the low heels. Her feet were killing her. "Why would I leave it on?" Her eyes scanned the luxurious room. It was spacious and its furnishings were contemporary. She hid her surp
Eros slipped his phone back to his pocket. "Yes." "I can only imagine the things she must have thought about you… you are like her fantasy! And to think she was unmarried," Dalia shuddered in disgust. "It serves her right." "That was her punishment for touching a pregnant woman. She is a mother also!" It gave Dalia unexplainable joy to see Eros getting worked up over her. He must have had to use the picture for her. It could be the only secret he knew about the woman but he used it for her alone. She hid a grateful smile. "And Zara?" "Zara is the product of someone I hate. Remember the burglar?" Eros glanced briefly at Dalia. Dalia nodded as she could never forget the man who traumatized her. She still felt the after effects of the incident. "How can I forget that man?" She asked slowly. "She is his sister. I made a thorough background check on him. The information about his sister was irrelevant at the moment but if I
Nick’s POVI knew it! I knew this was going to happen. “Hey!” I call for a waiter, quickly grabbing a glass of wine from his tray. I chugged it down. How dare he confess his respect for her to the public?! I didn’t see it coming... I was this close to persuading her...I must be crazy.Who am I deceiving? I saw it coming but I didn’t know Dalia would agree to it. I thought I was still in the game but Eros has managed to throw me out.He must be aware of what I have done. Now that he has told the public about their relationship, it makes it better for me to ruin him.Just then, I see Dalia coming out of an elevator. She had a designer suit wrapped around her shoulders. Wait a minute...that’s Eros’ suit!“Hey, Dalia,” I call sharply. She looked tired as she wrapped the suit tighter around her body. I was almost tempted to peel the suit off her body. “You look tired.” I look back at the elevator. “Where are you coming from?”Dalia eyed me up and down. “You
Dalia’s POVShe clears her throat, trying to shrug it off. “Yeah, I bumped into something.”“It wasn’t there this afternoon.” I deadpanned.“A lot of hours have passed, Nick. Here we are,” She says like I am the stupid one. “Let it go.”It looked like someone gripped her hands tightly. But if she says I should let it go, I will. I should focus on winning her over to my side and so I watch as her plump lips wrapped around the straw and suck hard.What I wouldn’t do to capture those lips with mine. My days were numbered in Manhattan and I’d need to go back to Spain soon.One of the reasons why I made sure to get into this show was to meet with potential business investors. I need them to invest in my business. It’s going to change the world.Then I met Betty. Betty was one of the most ambitious women I’ve ever met. She had a mind of her own and was unpredictable. I dislike such women. They will end up ruining your life while enriching theirs.They were