As Sara Owen walked out of the university, her gaze was drawn to the dashing man dressed in a deep blue suit standing directly in front of her, leaning on his elegant black car. His dark eyes were hidden behind his brown sunglasses, which added to the coolness of his face. The style of standing there was overwhelming, with long legs wrapped under well-stitched blue pants. Sara Owen felt pride when she saw her most attractive husband.When he saw her, he threw the cigarette away while exhaling smoke."You had been smoking." She was unhappy. He grabbed her waist and drew her closer to him."What are you up to?" She looked around in panic, "People are looking at us.""What's the matter with the people? I'm flirting with my wife." He tilted his head to get closer to her lips. Sara Owen pushed his chest with all her might while staring at him."Yohan" Seeing her glare, he reluctantly let her go, "Okay, I'm going to smoke."He got into the car while lighting a cigarette for him. Sara Owen g
It was past eleven in the night. Sara Owen and Yohan Dixon were returning to October Villa in their car after a sumptuous dinner. The road was deserted, so he was driving very fast. That black car was tearing through the air at the speed of a rocket. A little snow started falling outside, and Sara Owen looked at her husband, who was a lot happier after that date. But Sara Owen has yet to respond to him, nor has she given him the gift she had purchased for him. Before the end of today's beautiful night, she had to confess her love."Do you want to say something?”Seeing her engrossed in thought, he asked.“How do you know everything in my mind?” She delighted.“You are my wife.”This casual answer was very simple but touched her heart every time.“I am fortunate.” She lowered her head shyly.“I know.”The car stopped in front of October Villa, and both got out. He grabbed her wrist and brought her to the bedroom, which she liked every time.As soon as he entered the bedroom, he left her
The elegant black car arrived at the airport's VIP gate at two o'clock at night. “Sir.” Yohan Dixon lifted his head from the files and looked out of the window when he heard Assistant Nolan's low voice. They'd finally arrived. He looked at his lovely wife, who was already fast asleep. He closed the files and handed them over to Assistant Nolan. Carrying his wife in his arms, he made his way to the terminal where his jet was waiting. Assistant Nolan, who was carrying a tablet, was following him. After placing his wife on the bed, Yohan Dixon sat at the edge. His fingers slowly moved on her soft cheeks. She must be exhausted. Getting up early to prepare breakfast, packing a lunchbox, studying hard the whole day... Even though she did not prepare dinner at home last evening, after returning from a full day of studying, both of them went out for dinner, and she was unable to sleep until late at night. She was so deep asleep that she didn't realise he had been holding her in his arms f
Samira Reddy sat on the couch, leaning back, and placed her pink purse on the desk. Her face was no longer attractive. Dark circles under her eyes indicated a lack of sleep and nutritional deficiencies in her body. Her clothes were no longer star-studded, expensive, and branded. As is customary, no makeup was applied to her face. After the sun of pride had sunk in the tired eyes, the black night was visible. And, as she had done before, she had come to ask her billionaire brother for money. While on the phone with his Assistant Jacob, Rudra Reddy came downstairs. He hung up the phone after giving some instructions to his dear elder sister, who was sitting in the living room. Hearing his low voice, Samira Reddy rose from her seat and cast a hopeful glance at him. “Rudra…” Rudra Reddy walked downstairs, putting on his blazer as if he hadn't heard her. He came to her, “Why are you here?” “You are my younger brother. Can't I come to see you?” Her phoney smile was colourless. “Younger
It was four o'clock in the evening. Yohan Dixon was holding his lovely wife’s hand while walking in a famous mall. He wanted his wife to go shopping with him today, but she refused to see everything that she didn't want anything. She neither wanted to buy jewellery, expensive clothes, nor anything else... That's why he got irritated and brought her to a shop in which expensive and beautiful purses were decorated. “Yohan. Why have we come here?” He didn't say anything to her but looked at the attendant and said in his sexy voice, “Get the most expensive and most beautiful purse.” Seeing his personality, the attendant had understood that he must be a very approachable person, but the extraordinary beauty of this man-made their cheeks red. Seeing this, Sara Owen raised her eyebrows. “Of course, sir.” Seeing the glow and smile on her face, Sara Owen got a little jealous. When the manager rushed to welcome the important guest, her irritation diverted. “Mr Dixon. Mrs Dixon. Welcome to
The things we want, does it happen? Man has no standing in the eyes of Mother Nature, but he holds out hope that he will always be happy. He wants to spend time with the people he cares about. But nature never listens to anyone. When Sara Owen came to France, she did not know that her husband was going to take her to Paris for a surprise honeymoon. It was a lovely time for her. She had come into his life as a maid but she never thought that he would give her the status of his wife in his life. And this change came because of love. He wanted to keep her happy at all costs but the unwanted meeting with Rudra Reddy made her a little sad today. She could not persuade him not to drop her at the villa. Meeting him today seemed like he was broken. He was fighting with his feelings and bad luck. He was not as fussy and carefree as before. And the reason for this change was Sara Owen, too. She was feeling bad for him but more than that she could not do anything for him. The cool breeze enve
Getting out of the car, Rudra Reddy gripped his sister’s wrist and dragged her to the apartment. It was the oldest building in the city and was about to be at any time. Kicking the door of the apartment, he dragged her inside and pushed her terribly. She bumped into Samira Reddy who was shocked due to the sudden noise in her house. Holding Scarlette Reddy, she looked at her angry brother who had straightened his blazer and glared at his sisters with his red eyes. “What’s the matter?” She asked. Scarlette Reddy looked at Samira Reddy angrily, “You knew where I was going. Why the hell did you tell him? Didn’t we decide we are never going to let him know?” “I didn’t tell him. Shut your mouth.” Scolding Scarlette Reddy, she came to Rudra Reddy. “What’s going on?” Gritting her teeth, she asked. Rudra Reddy placed his palms inside his pockets and coldly looked at his elder sister. “You ruined everything. Scarlette ruined herself. And the splatters of both of you's waste fell on my cha
In the study room, the lights were off. A shadow of the long man was reflecting on the carpet. He was standing in front of the glass wall placing both his palms inside his well-stitched black pants. His face was hidden in the darkness of the night. The moon was trying to peek inside the room but only could reach his masculine chest. Black room, black night and black suit. Everything was black including the ashes of his burnt heart. Once who used to be carefree, this man had now become like a mannequin in which there were no tears left so that he could cry over his meaningless and hollow life. He closed his red and swollen eyes so that he could let go of his memories. But even after doing this, he did not get peace. Now that face was visible to him, with whom he had committed the crime of loving a lot. She was smiling beautifully in his psyche. Her sweet and heart-touching voice started echoing in his ears. -Rudra- Seeing her, he always felt that he was connected with that woman fro