Hello Everyone. I have been receiving messages on social media and have seen some reviews asking for regular updates. As mentioned before, from the first of August, I will update this book daily. Until then, there are no chapters. I hope you all understand. I am not a machine and I am trying to do my best to keep the updates coming. I write the books offline, and The Strong is almost finished to be fair, but because I have to meet some criteria stipulated by GoodNovel so I get paid, I have to stag the chapters like this. This is my second job, as I have explained many times before. I am on maternity leave until the 1st of August and after that, I will go back to my 40 hours every week full-time job. And don't forget, I have 2 little girls and a partner. I have to take care of my family and the house. Please try to understand that we writers love what we do, but sometimes the chapters need to be staggered not because we want to, but because of the way our payments are done an
Bonnie POV“Oh my God Bitch, congratulations, now let me see that rock,” Harlow says grabbing my hand and I smile as Carly looks at me frowning.“Is everything okay?” She whispers and I nod. Carly is the only person in the world that knows what happened between Jude and me on my eighteenth birthday.“Come with me,” Carly says, pulling me away from everyone that is surrounding me. I give Peter a small smile as Carly keeps pulling me away from everyone. Harlow follows us without understanding what the fuck is going on.“What happened?” Carly asks, and I feel the tears prickling in the back of my eyes.“Shit,” I whisper as a single tear rolls down my cheek.“Oh, she is so happy she is crying,” Harlow says and Carly smacks her in the arm.“Shut the fuck up. Can’t you see that there’s something wrong?” Carly says and Harlow looks at me and she o
Jude POVI couldn’t hang around any longer. Watching Bonnie getting engaged once again and saying yes to that guy made my blood boil. I couldn’t just watch as she wastes her life marrying that fuck boy. He’s not enough man for her. She needs someone that knows how to treat her, someone that will treat her like the fucking Queen she is and he is not the man for that.I throw my keys onto the table next to the door and take my shoes off before I remove my jacket and tie and place it on the back of the dining table chair. Opening the liquor cabinet, I pour myself a whiskey and sink on the couch, turning the tv on.I watch the news, and Fred is on all of them. His name is being dragged on the mud and he has been suspended from the team until further notice. That woman is really fucking up his life. I stretch my arm, grabbing my MacBook, and I open it. Time to stalk her social media and see what I can find.I know we have people dealing with
Bonnie POVI sit on the edge of the bed, stretching my arms, and take a deep breath. Another day alone in London. I look at my phone and nothing is there. I throw it back on my pillow as I stand and walk to the window. The view is beautiful; I can see the Thames and London Eye, breathtaking. The days are getting shorter and because of that; it gets darker a lot earlier and the lights turn on and it’s stunning.The sun is not shining today; the clouds are covering the sky, making it gloomy. I take a deep breath, grab the white fluffy robe, and wrap it around my body. I walk out of the bedroom into the big living room with the corner couch and I can see the breakfast set up at the dining table. I lift the food cover dome and I can see croissants waiting for me.I put the dome back down and walk towards the bar area where the coffee machine is and I make one for myself. I hate feeling trapped like this. I look at my finger and my engagement ring shines. I tak
Bonnie POV“May I join you?” Jude asks and I raise my head to look at him as my heart flips around like I am a teenage girl.“No,” I let out, looking back down at the menu. As if he didn’t hear me, Jude pulls the chair and sits in front of me. I keep my eyes on the menu, trying to avoid him.“Mrs. Styles, should I add another set to your table?” The waitress asks as she approaches me and I look at her, smiling.“No, that won’t be necessary. The gentleman was just about to leave,” I say, but Jude’s eyes stay locked on mine.“I will have dinner here,” he says to the waitress, that looks extremely uncomfortable not knowing what to do. I smile as I stand up and Jude stands with me.“In that case, can you please have the Beef Wellington delivered to my room?” I say and the waitress nods with a really awkward smile.“Thank you, enjoy your dinner,
Jude POVI can’t sleep tonight. My mind is in overdrive and I have too much to think about. The way Bonnie is treating me and how she was reacting to her fiancé? She really doesn’t love him and I need to show her that. I decided to focus on finding a good P.I. in London. I might need my brothers to help me with that. I want to find out everything about him.I send a quick email to my P.I. in New York for him to find out every little secret from that guy; I want to know what time he goes to the bathroom for a shit in the morning, that’s the kind of detail I want investigating. I ask him for recommendations from people in London in case he knows anyone.The dinner last night was tedious and today we have the first book signing in central London. Meredith knows I won’t be at the signing, because I have a few Zoom meetings and I need to deal with them. But even with what is happening at home with Fred, all I can think about is Bonnie.
Bonnie POVI watch Jude leave, and my heart shrinks a few times. I help Peter to the bathroom. He is drunk and unstable on his feet right now. I grab his glass from his hand and place it on the sink while I help him out of his clothes. I remove his jacket and the smell of alcohol and cheap perfume makes me nauseous, but I keep going. Once all of his clothes are on the romper to be taken by housekeeping to wash, I help him into the shower.“Come with me,” he says and I shake my head.“No thank you,” I tell him and he looks at me and smiles, holding my wrist and trying to pull me inside. But drunk as he is, he doesn’t have the strength. I pull away from him and he pouts like a little child.“Have a shower, you smell,” I say, walking out of the bathroom and resting the back of my head against the wall outside of the bathroom. I walk into the closet area and get one of his pajama pants and t-shirt, putting it ready fo
Bonnie POV“How about we go out for breakfast,” Peter says as I finish applying a small amount of lipstick.“Sounds good to me,” I say, and he smiles, wrapping his arm around my waist and kissing my exposed shoulder.“I like when you walk around naked,” he says, and I smile as he moves his hand over my ass slightly. I keep waiting for the slap, but it never comes. Peter is gentle while having sex with me. Jude is a more possessive, all-hands-on-deck kind of guy.I haven’t seen or heard from Jude in two days and I am happy about it. He finally understood the message and Peter has been spending more time with me. “Do you have the dress for tonight?” Peter asks, and I nod. I walk into the closet and grab a wool dress and place it in front of my body as I look at my reflection in the mirror.I scrunch my nose and put it back, grabbing a pair of dark denim jeans and a white wool top. That’s bet