Harold's POV.I pulled up my slacks and buckled my belt. The shackles on the belt dangled as I fixed the buckle, pulling my pants in. I moved across the dimmed room toward my bed, taking in the wine colored tux coat resting on it. Wyatt, my private shopper had gone all out this time. I didn't use him regularly because I loved to shop for my own clothes but ever since the announcement of my engagement to Brittany and the upcoming engagement party, he had been on my neck. He wanted me to give him the task and I did.I smoothened the sleeves of my crispy white shirt, loving the way the material clung to my body just enough to align the smooth structure of my body but not exactly tight fitting either. I ran my hand down my already well styled hair, brushing through the strands carefully to avoid rubbing the gell on it. Something beeped loudly and soon, a familiar tune filled the air. I reached forward on my drawer and grabbed my phone. I frowned and tensed immediately I sighted the cal

Riella's POV. The hall was very large. I couldn't decide if I was to call it a hall or an auditorium but the moment I and Harold walked in, we caught the attention of most people in the room. I heard murmurs from corners, some people saying beneath their breath and still trying not to be too subtle that he isn't the son of Raegan and Paul Williams. I noticed Harold tensed when he heard those but he managed to lead me away from there, jaw ticking.I couldn't decide or wrap my head around how to describe the intricate designs and color the whole room was wrapped in but it had a tinge of coziness, one that had me relaxing. Around me, wealthy people moved around, talking in groups and all of that. I recognized some of them as Harold business associates. At one point, I looked down at my dress, grateful that I was not below standards. I wouldn't have cared if it wouldn't affect Harold's reputation. Someone approached us, a tall muscular man with spiky and sandy blonde hair. He had this

Harold's POV“Thank you, Doctor.” I muttered to the female doctor as she packed up her things. She barely spared me a glance as she nodded, her eyes fixed in utter concentration on what she was doing. I sighed and looked away from her to the lady lying on the bed. My gaze landed on the sides of her hip, the particular one which had been stabbed last night. I drank in her sight, feeling anger well up in my veins. What if Samantha hadn't found her? What would have become of her? That one question couldn't stop ringing in my brain. I had no idea what this was about. I didn't even understand where all these were going but I knew that it was getting out of hand. The whole issue was going to run me mad.I dug a hand into my hair, tousling the curly strands just as Doctor Carly finished packing up. She was here last night and here today. But now she was leaving on the promise that Riella would be fine. Thankfully, whoever had stabbed her had been in a haste. So, the knife hadn't dug deep. B

Riella's POV.I woke up in the morning feeling a little sore down there. We had gone on to have sex twice before dawn. I didn't even bother putting on my clothes after that. As I rolled out of bed, I felt my body protest about having to get up like that. I think I was becoming lazy these days. Every little task and I became drained. As I climbed down from the bed, I felt the pain in my hip shoot up my spine and I let out a cry, holding quickly to the spot. Maybe sleeping in wasn't a bad idea but I had a job to do.My stomach rumbled as I walked stark naked to the bathroom. It was probably protesting like the rest of my body was but I couldn't comply with it. As I filled up my bath, I remembered the half empty wine bottle I had seen at my bedside table earlier. Harold must have had it when he woke up earlier. I woke up in the middle of the night and found him beside me, working on his laptop. That was before the second round.After filling up the bathtub and having my nostrils sniff th

Riella's POV.I laughed quietly as Carolyn smacked Tyler's hands after he teased her. We had just arrived and walked into the party without a bother about who was watching us. We had Tyler with us anyway. No one would bother us.Tyler made a joke about Carolyn's dress, something about her wanting to catch the eyes of every male in the room and she feigned being offended. Tyler started teasing her which resulted in the tiny smacks she was giving him. They were both so naturally cute, they didn't even have to try. I particularly admired how easily they flowed with each other without care. They didn't have to tell me anything to know that their relationship was now official since Carokyn was excited to introduce him to our parents. They were going to love him.“Stop being such a baby, Lyn.” I joined in the teasing as I stuck my tongue at her. It didn't matter that we were at someone else's engagement party. As far as I knew, none of us was concerned or bothered.The engagement party just