THEACora picked the perfect dress to suit my skin tone and still give me that glow. I wasn't the biggest fan of red, but this maroon satin dress said otherwise. It had a large slit in the front that went from my upper thigh all the way down to my legs. The back was strapped with ropes that weren't tight, knotted in a beautiful pattern. The silver chain had a shiny moon pendant that matched my earrings, and the entire look was a showcase of royalty. Cora clapped her hands together as I got out of the dressing room. My little baby Lisa also jumped and clapped, like she'd seen her favorite cartoon character. I could tell she was also excited about the dress. She ran from the corner to come hug me. "I love this one, mummy." She said smiling with all her teeth. I bent to lift her up into my arms."My precious jewel, and mummy loves you. Shouldn't you be in bed, dear?" I asked her. She placed her head on my shoulders without answering me. She must have still been weak from all the treatmen

TYLERWho cares if Thea Andrew treats them like that? Well, it's me.I stumbled into my apartment and tossed away my tuxedo jacket, the weight of the night heavy on my shoulders. The party had been a blur of laughter, music, and flashing lights, but now that I was alone in the silence of my own space, thoughts of Thea consumed me unwillingly.I managed to get to my room and collapsed onto the bed, feeling the exhaustion seep into my bones. My eyes was opened for a while until I laid flat, trying to decipher what just happened today.She was filthy rich, fucking rich! And, I dare not think she accumulated so much by herself. She couldn't dare, she left without nothing and if not for my money and her fake name, she wouldn't have lived up till now. But, looking at her, I knew she worth more than she ever did, she was rich. To be invited to that party means she must be known amongst the rich. Was it her husband that was rich? Or she came with a male friend? Even though, no man will adore

THEAAs I drove into the garage and stepped through the front door of my house, a wave of exhaustion washed over me. The weight of the day's events pressed heavily on my shoulders like Hercules body weight threatening to crush me under its damned burden. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I went up the stairs, it was threatening to spill over and betray the facade of strength I had been wearing all day - particularly in that closet, with the man I hated now. But I couldn't let myself break down. Not now. Not when things were finally starting to look good for me and my company, all thanks to my workers and Sebastian.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself, and repeated a mantra in my mind: "Tyler will not be the cause of my breakdown. Tyler will not be the cause of my breakdown. Tyler will not be the cause of my breakdown." I kept on saying that, hoping I will live up to it.Because why not? It had been a long and hard journey to get to this point. My company had be

THEAMy persuasion was useless. Deep down I was glad that it was. I watched as Sebastian burned with fury, wanting to charge at Tyler on my behalf. Lily was still distracted by her game pad and I was glad. I thought about the reason I came back to this shit hole. To find my father, and to give this monster a taste of his own medicine. The restaurant wasn't so crowded, at least not with familiar audience. There were no cameras either, and no awkward press outside. Tyler was alone and there was no one to guard him, both inside and outside. I smiled. It was the perfect opportunity for me.I tried playing the nice card first, so Sebastian would be more infuriated. I also tried to consider Lily for once, seeing two grown men fight wouldn't make much sense. She was an intelligent inquisitive child, and she'd start asking unnecessary questions. I wanted this to be in closure, and I wanted no word of it to escape. Unless Tyler wanted to tell himself which I was sure he wouldn't. I kept glanci

TYLERDamn Thea Andrew! Damn Booker Greyson! Damn her for putting my heart in jeopardy!I sat alone in my dimly lit bedroom , my mind consumed by thoughts of Thea. She was more persistent than her father and that scared me. After the whole background check on her, I was thrilled, under her new identity, she created an empire and successfully controlled it without the bussiness teetering on the edge of bankruptcy. She made it all herself. Damn! I was thrilled.Now, it's been weeks since she had returned to Manhattan, and yet her presence lingered in my thoughts like a haunting song sang on Halloween. It never really left my mind, her name, her smell and her moan, nothing left my mind, it wss still fresh, like it happened yesterday. I couldn't understand why I was so captivated by her, why she seemed to have cast a spell on me - yes, she is beautiful and yes, she is ruining my sanity.I found myself daydreaming about that night. I remembered the first time I saw her without clothes, her