Dalia’s POVYes, Emily was that famous. She doesn’t know it? Oh yes she does.“Enough of this. Let’s get ready. I don’t want to arrive late or else Jeffrey will chew my head off.” I say, ignoring the look of surprise on her face.What? Was she expecting me to hate her? She is my sister. She is family.Although I don’t know much about Emily’s family, I do know she is one of us. Dad doesn’t mind. I gave her a sad smile as she composed herself.“Here or mine?” She asked and I know what she is talking about. It was always her place. I could never do well on my own. Not with fashion.“Please, take me to yours.” I paused waiting for her to grab her bags. “No more secrets.”She nods her head in agreement. “no more secrets.”I shove my laptop into her hands as she brings out her phone to give instructions to Chris. I am surprised Chris hasn’t complained about the news. I guess he was also tired of the director’s issues. Ego issues. “I have so much work to do. Jeffrey suddenly asked me to take

Betty’s POVI have seen her! The one genius who planned a perfect way to steal Eros from me. I hate to admit it but.. she is glowingly beautiful! Wait a minute.. is she pregnant? And who is that Dayum beside here? I lick my lips eyeing blue eyes up and down.Thirty minutes earlier...“Eros? Why are we going to the show five hours earlier?” I asked Eros, not liking the way he has been ignoring me. He just woke up this morning and asked me to get dressed.Thank God I am always prepared for emergencies like this. When he said it last night, I thought he just wanted me to stay and wasn’t serious about the show.But who am I kidding? Eros West is the life of the show. There is no way he was going to miss it. I got dressed, planning to disappear if I saw an opportunity. There is no way I was going to spend four God forsaken hours at a party that hasn’t started.Immediately I got into the car, I couldn’t help but feel that Eros had an ulterior motive by asking me to come for the show. Why ha

Nick’s POVDalia isn’t talking to me. I watch her stuff herself with more pastries. It’s like she is purposely avoiding our talks. I guess my time with her is done.“Later?” I ask her and she waves me off. What just happened in the back room? Eros wasn’t too happy to see me there and I could care less. I was never happy to see him. Mind you, I don’t really have anything against Eros West but the moment he chose to disgrace me in the presence of a girl I like,My pride wouldn’t let it slide. I have confirmed it. Dalia is pregnant and the baby is Eros’. Should I reveal it to the public?No. That will put Dalia in danger. What can I do that will make Eros regret his decision? It doesn’t seem like he knows what I have done. If he does know.I might have to attack again. The lady beside him... I think I have seen her somewhere but I can’t say.Where... Even her name sounds familiar. Bethany Wood...Yes! I remember who she is. The Wood girl.Three weeks ago..Third person’s POVThe night was

Dalia’s POVI glared at the gowns sprawled on my bed. They look ridiculous and not suitable for a fashion show/engagement party. It was supposed to be a surprise on Eros' part but Jeffery already let me know about it.And I am grateful for that.“I need Emily’s help.” I dialled her number but it went straight to voicemail. She must be busy now because we both agreed to do everything in her house.Dad’s wheelchair rolled in and I turned away. He hasn’t decided if he should use the crutches or not. “Dad, what are you doing here? I am getting ready.” I pretend to be busy. It was embarrassing to see him here.“Right.” Dad stared at the gowns in amusement. “You don’t know what to wear and Emily is busy...”I balled my fists in frustration. I don’t need him to remind me. I just need something to wear!! “Dad, please. I gave Emily something to do for me. She did it and we both promised to meet each other at the hotel. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.” I muttered the last part.. She was supp

Eros’ POVI smiled at the happy faces beneath me. I can see the love sick look in the ladies eyes and the envy in the men’s eyes. They should be looking at me this way. There is no one who can revive a company in three days. I owe Dalia a debt.But the way she is looking at me...I don’t like it. I can see the hatred in her eyes and there is nothing I can do to quench the fire behind it. She must have been confused when the lights shone on her. She would never prepare for the surprise I have for her.“There she is,” I smile and the crowd cheers her up. The moment she stepped out of the white sleek car I sent, I nearly drooled at her revealing dress.I know I had been naughty, choosing such a dress for a pregnant woman. But Dalia doesn’t look shabby as a pregnant woman. She glowed. I could see how embarrassed she was when the paparazzi followed us. At some point, she tried to adjust the bralet.I had to stop her before she made a fool of herself. Even now, she is trying to hide hersel