"...I was unaware of his parents' desire to rescind my admission at that time until he recently informed me. It dawned on me that my anger was misdirected towards him when in reality, he made a significant sacrifice on my behalf," she recounted. What a small world, Bella and Wale? I would have never imagined. How could the son of a conglomerate, the heir to the largest insurance company in the state, have been in my presence for over a month without my knowledge? I clearly need to be more observant. Nevertheless, Wale's presence has been immensely beneficial and productive. A website launch, an app in progress, and a swift and reliable office internet network were all his contributions. I may need to find someone else to continue what he started, or even consider scrapping the entire project if necessary. I am not willing to take any risks with someone I do not trust. On second thought, Bella seems to have two potential love interests. Interesting! We seem to be in similar situation
I despised myself for being deceitful and keeping secrets. Zach would definitely be upset if he ever discovered that my ex had been living next door all this time, not to mention the kiss we shared and the fling I couldn't shake off for him. I drowned my sorrows in vodka while I sat on the couch lost in my thoughts. A continuous knocking at the door reverberated through the room. "I really need to install a doorbell soon. These knocks are going to give me a heart attack," I grumbled as I made my way to the door. Opening it, I was met with a dishevelled man who seemed in desperate need of company. "She left again," he said angrily. "Where to?" I inquired. "To America. I'll be all alone again, just like some stupid bachelor," he replied, walking into my house uninvited as I closed the door behind him. "I'm sorry to hear that. But why not go with her?" "And abandon my business to fail?" he shot back. “Why is he here? Why is he confiding in me?” I pondered, but he cut in with a q
Disbelief was evident on his face as he said, "So, you did end up sleeping with him." His voice was filled with disgust as he looked at me as if I were filthy.7 HOURS EARLIER,At midday, approximately 2 pm, I found myself waiting at the airport for his arrival, gripped by guilt that was tormenting me; my heart was racing, and I had to rely on my pills more than usual. When he emerged from the crowd, looking as striking as ever, I almost felt faint. I began to question my actions, unable to face the consequences. Clearly, I wasn't thinking when I did it and I was foolishly susceptible.He appeared wearing a fashionable face mask and sunglasses to conceal his identity. As he approached, he waved at me from a distance, and I responded with a forced smile. I discreetly took an extra pill to calm my nerves.Upon his arrival, I greeted him with a smile and an awkward embrace, to which he reciprocated with open arms. "Are you all right?" he inquired, noticing my unease."Yes... Yes... I'm f
"I had no idea I had dozed off," he remarked upon entering the room."I didn't want to wake you, so I decided to freshen up before asking you to join me in bed," I explained.I made my way to the bed and pulled the blanket over me. He followed suit."You can go ahead and get some sleep now," I suggested."Not until I..." his voice trailed off as he leaned in to kiss my lips gently, just like a true gentleman would.I found myself gradually enveloped in his mesmerizing rhythm as he fervently kissed me; however, sudden memories of Gabriel and I interrupted the moment, forcing me to pull away."What's the matter?" he inquired. Unable to give a response, he persisted with the kiss, only to be overwhelmed by the memories once again, leading me to cry out, "Stop!" He looked surprised.I felt my panic attack beginning to emerge gradually, causing me to tremble. I searched through my belongings in the drawer to locate the pill. Once I found it, I ingested the pill. As I prepared to return it,
"I've actually been in town this whole time. I just needed to confirm what I saw." She's been here the whole time? She's been deceiving us about her trip to America, plotting to shame me. But Catherine's current presence was a puzzle I couldn't solve unless one of them chose to clarify. Their stares were intense. I felt as though I could vanish into thin air or rewind time as if it never occurred. "There was a time, I went back to the US for a photo shoot, and Catherine noticed that I was distant. She came up to me and asked what was wrong. I had to be honest with her and tell her that I didn't appreciate the hurtful things she did to you. She was shocked that we were neighbours. I wish I had taken her warning about you seriously. She had cautioned me to keep my man away from you, but I trusted you. It's clear now; how someone like you had Zach wrapped around your finger." She advanced a few steps and stated, "You both underestimated my intelligence. Jolaade, I trusted you but you
Who would have imagined that I would fall so far and destroy everything I had worked for - the trust of the people, my career, my future, the support of those who believed in me, my public image, and my entire life, all in one night with my own actions. The incessant sound of notifications and calls was slowly draining me as I made my way back home in complete despair. There was no denying it. I was ruined. The realization that my private video was out there was causing my heart to race as if it might burst. Thoughts like, what will others say? How will I face my staff tomorrow? How will I explain this to Mr. Richard? What will Mrs. Williams, Christian, my mother, the Chief of Staff, and the entire world think of me? Tears were no longer an option. I went to the cabinet where I kept my drinks, took out a bottle of vodka, removed the cap, and started drinking as if the consequences were of no concern. However, my phone continued to ring incessantly, with multiple missed calls from Bel
BELLA'S POV It was after 6 am when I saw the medical team loading her into the ambulance in front of the building. It was heart-wrenching to witness her in that state, as memories of my late sister flooded my mind. She looked so pale, with her hands stained in blood. I couldn't fathom the immense pain she must have endured before resorting to such a drastic measure. The ambulance drove away from the premises. I noticed Jadesola standing near the entrance, looking visibly upset. It was the first time I had met her in person, and she seemed slightly different, perhaps having gained some weight. I approached her and softly said, "Someone should stay with her." "Her mother is inside with her. I just need to clean up the bloodstains on the floor and that's all." She replied, but as she lifted her head, she met my gaze and said, "You must be Bella." "Yes, madam." It would have been an opportune moment to be awestruck or request an autograph, but the circumstances were vastly different. T
I waited by the door, but no one answered. I rang the doorbell again, and just as I was about to ring it once more, the door swung open. He stood there, looking sharp in a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves and deep blue trousers. I was left speechless, feeling exhausted. He looked at me and said, "I'm sorry about your boss." "I need your help," I admitted. He paused for a moment and then allowed me into his home. >>>> I settled into one of his elegant armchairs in the living room; his maid kindly offered me a drink, which I politely declined. He returned, standing at the foot of the staircase, and gazed at me with sympathy. "Come upstairs," he said, and I followed him. The house was impressively spacious. Upstairs was a whole new world, complete with another stylish living room. "Wale, do you really live here all alone?" I asked in disbelief. "Yes, just me and my maid," he responded as he led me into another room. It was extraordinary, a master bedroom that was truly jaw-droppi