DRUNK IN LOVEJane's POV ❤️He looked disturbed also in his sleep as he kept on murmuring something. Was everything okay with him? The fight he had with Bianca must have been quite serious. I had to get him home fast.He called me to have a drink with him, that meant that he was all alone and Bianca wasn't with him, this was certainly the time to strike.I remembered where he lived, and I drove him to his apartment. Luckily for me, he still lived there. I got him out of the car, careful enough not to wake the slumbering figure that was passed out in the passenger seat of the car.My phone rang. Still holding Jason by his waist and supporting him, I picked the call and it was Bob calling me. What does he want? "What?" My tone was ferocious as Bob's voice filled my ear, and I was careful enough not to wake Jason up."Relax, no need to bite my head off." Bob mocked me. "Your car is still here, when are you going to come back to get it? We are about to close." He said.Oh no! I totally f

WELCOME TO GREEN ISLAND!Bianca's POV ❤️We arrived at the island at night. The sun was already down and I could see countless stars beautifying the night sky. Charles and I didn't really say much on the flight, we didn't even say anything. I was hoping for a conversation even though it was little but he was busy on his laptop throughout until we finally arrived on his so called island. I couldn't even go around to see how the private jet looked like, but it was nice. It was luxurious. It gave out a cool atmosphere, and had classy vibe to it much more similar to the owner. I looked out the window and saw a tiny island from afar. I gasped upon seeing it and was instantly filled excitement. I heard Charles chuckle but I wasn't sure if it was because of me, so I turned to look at me and found him smiling enough to make his dimples show but he wiped the smile off his face immediately that it looked like he never even smiled. Why was he hiding his beautiful smile from me? I giggled and he

BOB THE BARTENDER Jane's POV ❤️The anger I felt while I was in Jason's house and hoped for it to subside by the time I got home refused to go away. Instead, it kept on coursing through my body. Bianca this, Bianca that. What was so special about her? He wouldn't stop mentioning her name and moaning it even during sex."Arghhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed at the top of my lungs the minute I entered inside. There was no one to comfort me, no one to tell me everything was going to be fine and there was no need for me to be so angry. No one. I threw my bag on the floor and removed my heels all in anger and kept on screaming. I was frustrated. My plan didn't work. My plan to have him back in my life didn't work. It was all her fault. How could she have that much of a control over him and she wasn't even there? "Biancaaaaaaaa!" I screamed repeatedly. I think I was loosing my mind. "Bianca. Bianca. Bianca. Bianca." I couldn't stop yelling her name. I kicked the air in frustration and bumped my t

MEMORIES BRINGS BACK YOU!Charles' POV ❤️The way her eyes beamed with joy as she set foot on the island. I could feel the sadness and pain she felt a while back slowly receding. I wanted to see her look like this every time. "It is beautiful." She exclaimed. My heart fluttered when she spoke. I would give her the island if she loved it so much. I would give her the world if she wants it The doubt in her eyes when I said I was going to make dinner for the both of us to eat. She looked like I was going to poison her. It was understandable and I couldn't blame her. I was stinking rich, people like me do not belong to the kitchen. I had servants who did almost everything for me so why bother? "What are you making?" I heard her scream out probably out of worry of her life. I turned to her with gleaming eyes and said "Spaghetti and meatballs" then smirked.The look in her eyes when I mentioned the food I was going to cook, she was probably worried. That was the only food I was confiden

A BLOODY REUNION AMONG BROTHERS Charles' POV ❤️Mr Tusch circled around the compound of the hospital looking for a suitable place to park the car and avoid being seen by the reporters. This wasn't looking good. Who told them? Was Ma okay? Ma! I got worried instantly. Murmurs filled the air and the reporters tried to get a word or two from the man that came out of the hospital. Who was he? He shuffled around them and struggled to make a path for himself to escape them. Looks like he succeeded and I smiled, feeling happy for him. Reporters were the worst. I had always hated them from the beginning even before I got to be a CEO. They were trouble and it was quite hard to avoid them since I made a name for myself.He couldn't stop panting for air and I felt terrible for him. It must have been difficult trying to get away from them. The reporters were gaining on him and he ran for his dear life, afraid they might catch up to him again. Poor guy. I scrambled on the seat and tried to get