Novels by QueenRani6

Henry’s experience in the kitchen was as limited as it could get. He was born into a family that never had to do their laundry with their own hands and that wasn’t something he took for granted. But he didn’t want Anaya to head to bed sad and hungry. So he was going to make the little he could in order to put a smile on her face.“Where did you learn how to cook, Henry? I’m sure Margeret’s blood pressure would rise if she sees you in an apron past midnight.” Anaya laughed under her breath at her comment.“Well,” Henry whisked the eggs before throwing them into the frying pan. “Mother has no idea I know my way in the kitchen. I learnt all this from university.” “Hmm, I wonder how your university life was. Bodyguards, maids, drivers?” Henry shot her look. “Of course not. I was just like every other student. I hated standing out among my peers because of my wealth so I lived in a dorm with the two goofy dumbasses you met at the yacht party.” “That’s admirable.” Anaya nodded her head.

Quietly, Henry sat on the couch with Anaya resting her head on his chest. Her breaths came out slow and rhythmic, signalling her tears had dried out. But he said nothing. He simply caressed her back gently, soothing her without a word. There were situations where words weren’t necessarily needed and this was one of them.Ryle had been constantly asking for Anaya because she was usually home before Henry arrived from work. He called her several times but the line went straight to voicemail. He had to lie to Ryle that Anaya had work and wouldn’t be able to tuck him to bed.Ryle protested a bit but later fell asleep. However, Henry knew he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep which was why he waited in the living room, absentmindedly reading through some documents. He was just about to call Alex for him to search for Anaya when she walked into the house, looking like she had had one of the worst day.He had no idea what happened to her at work or somewhere else today but it seemed he might

Anaya’s heart flipped in her chest when she saw the message from the unknown number. The person had struck again and this time, it was with her car!She gripped the steering wheel tightly and began to swerve the car left and right, trying to keep the vehicle in control. The fact that she was on the highway meant that the damage was going to be more deadly.“My brakes are not working!” She screamed to the cars which were honking at her reckless driving. “Get out of the way!” She yelled and slammed her horn to alert the passersby in order to avoid hitting them.“I have to stop this car. I have to.” She muttered under her breath as the car picked up speed as the upcoming slope curved. Eyes darting, she looked for an object to crash the car–there was no other way.She needed something–anything–to stop the momentum. Noticing a patch of trees off the road, Anaya yanked the steering wheel towards that direction. With a bone-chilling crunch, her car hit the trunk of a tree with the impact of

Anaya tapped her laptop screen, analyzing the sales chart Maia had prepared for her. With the new investment, things have been going smoothly in the company and she couldn’t be any happier.Technically, she had no urgent need for her mother’s trust fund anymore but she still needed to get a hold of it before her uncle tried to act cunning.A soft knock came from the door before Maia walked in, holding her tablet. “Boss, the report from the investigator is out.” Maia handed her the tablet.Anaya had hired a private investigator to look into the incident at the yacht. If she wanted to find out who this person was, she needed to be one step ahead of him or her. Virtually everyone who attended the party was an acquaintance of Henry and a stranger to her.Why would a stranger want her dead?“Nothing?” She frowned at the report from the investigator.“Yes, he said there was nothing suspicious. Not even a circumstantial evidence that would have implicated any of the guests.” Maia said grimly

Soft sunlight snuck into the room through the curtains and Anaya groaned slightly, stretching her limbs. However, her hand touched something hard which made her pause for a moment.Turning her head slowly to the side, the sight she saw was adoring. Henry was sleeping soundlessly with his black hair sprawled all over his head. His arm was around her as though his body naturally found hers during the night.He looked peaceful as he slept. Almost like the weight he carried on his shoulders when he was awake was too heavy for him.Anaya hesitated, her hand reaching out to comb his hair just when she noticed something by the door. Her eyes widened as her lips parted with shock. She was mistaken. It wasn’t a thing but someone.“Good morning to you too, Anaya.” Margeret's smile certainly didn’t reach her eyes.Shooting up from the bed in an instant, Anaya swayed a bit from the slight ache in her head from her sudden movement. “G-Good morning.” She mumbled under her breath while trying to sta

Anaya closed her laptop with a huff, falling back on the bed with exhaustion. Her hair laid behind her as she stared up at the ceiling with boredom. It has been three days since she returned home after the incident, yet, she hadn’t stepped a foot out of the room.Henry hired someone–a menace–to take care of her every need. As soon as she woke up, the woman helped her to the bathroom to take her bath, she cooked for her and even helped her read her emails.Each time she tried to stand up from the bed, the woman would hit her back with a lecture of how she needed to rest in order not to suffer complications later. Anaya would have thought she was pregnant at the rate Henry was being overprotective of her.The first few days she tried to play along because her body did need the rest but today was the last straw. She needed to get out of the room before she ran mad.Two rapid knocks sounded at the door and she looked up to see Henry leaning on the doorway with a smile. “How are you?” He a