Thank you for reading. My updates were slow last month, that's why I couldn't finish the book last month. I hope my health will allow me to finish it this month. Thank you for your support.
Everyone in Claire’s ward held their breaths as they waited for Charlotte to reveal the baby’s gender. It didn’t help that she ate both the blue and pink cupcakes, leaving them guessing whether the baby was a boy or girl or if somehow, they had missed the second twin in the first ultrasound. Claire’s heart was racing and she tightened her hold on Oliver’s hand. It would be great if she was carrying twins. However, she knew she couldn’t have twins since there were no twins in her family according to her mother. Charlotte stared at everyone, noticing how they were eagerly waiting for her to reveal the gender. She took her time, eating the cupcakes agonizingly slowly. When she was done, she said, “I ate both cupcakes because I was hungry.”“What?” Roxanne frowned. “So, it’s a girl? Since that’s the first cupcake you ate…”Charlotte shook her head. She replied, “I’m afraid, we won’t be able to know the gender yet. I couldn’t see the gender on the ultrasound. We just have to wait until C
A murmur echoed through the crowd before silence fell upon the place. Charlotte smiled sweetly and said, “Jake and I didn’t mean to hide our son from you. However, we decided that it was time for him to be shown to the world. We want the whole world to know the firstborn heir of the Norton family.” Following her announcement, some of the guests couldn’t help but talk about the news. “I never knew Mr Norton already had a son. He refused to marry my daughter, it turns out he was waiting for his ex.”“Didn’t she leave him four years ago? Are they back together now? Why are they not married if they have a child?”“Mr Norton is a loyal man. I never knew he rejected my daughter because he was waiting for his ex-girlfriend to return.” "I guess the Nortons are not that traditional anymore seeing that they allowed their son to have a secret son before marriage."At the same time, Quinn was frozen in her stance. She had heard everything that the guests were saying but what was more shocking
When Quinn kissed Jake, he took the hint and quickly pushed her against the wall.He snaked an arm around her waist while his other hand held the back of her neck. He claimed her lips, kissing her slowly at first and then deeply when she parted her lips for him. Jake felt tingles coursing through him. He had kissed Quinn on many occasions but this kiss was different... it was more demanding, more sexual, even. It was the kind of kiss that led to things getting heated up.As they kissed, Jake reached between them and cupped one of Quinn’s breasts before squeezing and kneading it gently. In his mind he thought, 'Fuck, she has nice, soft breasts.'Quinn arched her back, pushing herself into Jake’s body as tingles coursed through her. She curled her toes at the pleasure flaring through her as Jake kissed her passionately. When Jake reached for her shirt, she raised her hands in the air, allowing him to remove the shirt over her head. In return, she helped to remove his blazer and dropp
Quinn’s body shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her. She bit her lip, sighing erotically at the euphoric feeling. The feeling of being eaten was the best in the world- Jake made her feel special, beautiful, even. The way he licked her down there... it was as if he was having the most delicious dessert in the world. A smile crossed Quinn's lips as she revelled in the pleasure while she rode out her orgasm. Jake raised his head from between her legs and looked at her. He asked in his deep velvety voice, “Did you like that, hun?” Quinn nodded too many times. She replied, “I like it very much… can you do it again?” Jake smirked. He got to his feet before carrying Quinn bridal style. “Where’s your bedroom?” “The first door on the left,” Quinn replied lazily, her eyes half-closed. She was still trying to recover from the intense orgasm she just had. Jake carried her to her bedroom and laid her on the bed. Thereafter, he climbed on the bed before saying, “Get on
Buzz!! [If you want to see your boyfriend, go to the Ford Paradise Hotel.] Claire Hamilton squinted her eyes as she glanced at the lit screen of her phone, reading the message she had just received from a strange number. She furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what it could be about. Her boyfriend, Oliver Ford, had not contacted her that day despite it being their eighth anniversary. After trying to call him several times, she finally gave up when his phone directed her to voice mail for the umpteenth time. Now looking at the message she just received, Claire’s stomach did a flip. ‘Could Oliver have planned a surprise and texted me with an unknown number?’ Claire couldn't help but fantasize with anticipation. She hurried to get ready for the appointment. With her heart leaping with excitement, she took her time to look good for the night. Since she had been with her boyfriend for eight years now, she assumed he was going to propose to her today. She wore a short shimmery dress tha
Claire was frozen in her spot. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth was open, making her throat run dry. She didn’t expect to hear the news of her boyfriend dating someone else that night… heck, she didn’t even know he had someone else! She foolishly thought he had called her over to surprise her… This was indeed a surprise but not the type she was expecting. Her heart began to pound as Jessica hooked her arm around Oliver’s arm and exclaimed, “Oliver, look! It’s Claire! Let’s go say hi.” When they walked up to Claire, Jessica said, "Hi, Claire. Nice to meet you here." Then she unhooked her arm from Oliver’s and told him, “Dear, I know you and Claire have something to say… I’ll take care of the guests. See you soon." After those words, Jessica turned her back to Oliver and glanced at Claire, giving her a contemptuous and defiant look. Claire furrowed her eyebrows, wondering what that was about. Jessica was acting like she was already a winner. However, she couldn’t dwell on it becaus
"It's over between us." Claire awoke from her nightmare once again, her heart pounding heavily in her chest. Even though it had been days since the breakup, she couldn’t believe Oliver asked to end their relationship of eight years. He used to love her… at least that’s what he showed her. How could he suddenly change his mind for no reason? Making up her mind to see him and ask if he was serious, she left for the Ford Corporation. She had to see him and maybe make him see reason. How could they throw away eight years of love and commitment they invested in each other? Was a break-up that easy? Was that his plan all along? Was he bidding his time just to use her and then discard her like she was trash? Despite her heart twisting in unbearable pain, she went to the Ford Corporation. However, the security guard stopped Claire at the door. “You’re not allowed entry, Miss,” he said seriously. “I’ve been ordered not to let you in.” A stab of pain shot through Claire. “Step aside! I
“Sir, we’ve got a problem. Someone took a photo of Miss Hamilton and Miss Hart arguing in the lobby. Everyone thinks Miss Hamilton was blackmailing Miss Hart and took her money.” Thomas Hudson, Oliver’s assistant, rushed into his office, showing him the tablet. “What did you say? Claire blackmailed Jessica for money?” Oliver growled, glaring at Thomas. His eyes dropped to the tablet and his stomach churned as the headlines caught his attention. [DESPERATE CEO’S EX DEMANDS CASH FROM HIS RUMOURED FIANCEE] [HOW DESPERATE CAN CLAIRE HAMILTON BE?] Following those headlines were long articles about the incident. The pictures attached showed how Claire held the cheque in her hands and others showed her leaving. Flames of fury danced through Oliver’s eyes and he hissed, “Who did this?” “T-the reporter is anonymous, Sir-” “Have all this nonsense taken down within five minutes. I don’t want to see anyone talking about Claire and dragging her name all over the internet,” Oliver instruct