Novels by marvellousigbokwe013

Sarah'S POVI Walked into my father's home and made my way to the dining area. I knew everyone would be impatiently waiting for me by now, it wasn't my plan to arrive late. I had stopped by the mall to get gifts as a peace offering to my stepmother and granny. "I don't know why you'd bring her here," The disapproving growl of an elderly woman, practically yelling, cut through the walls. That would be my grandmother, Isla. Even though I've never seen or heard her, that grumpy old woman, I could tell from her tone. I paused at the door. "You should've left her there in America and-" . Yep, definitely grandma."Stop already, Mother!." My father cut her words short. I've always been curious to know what he thought about Isla's actions years ago.My mother had told me how Isla had turned down her request of seeing her son even after she had told her she carried his child and that he needed to know about it before he left for college. But what did Isla do? She'd told my mother that my

CHAPTER 4ARLAN’S POV.I leaned my weight on the desk and stared out the window of my study room. My mind was freshly occupied with the thoughts of her. I shut my eyes and took a breath in, trying to remember her sweet smell.Eugh. If it hadn't been for the untimely, unpleasant distraction I would've gotten more than just her name!“Fuck it!” I cussed and stormed out.Hoping to clear off my head from constantly thinking of a woman I knew so little about, yet taunted me, I walked into a club.Charming a target over the years has been seamless, I grew confident. All it took was a smile and saying the right words and they'd be melt in my arms, begging me to end the torture—which usually ends with good banging—Except her. She's different, she knew my cards and hers as well.I took a seat by the bar and ordered a drink, “Your finest, something strong.” Vibing to the music blasting the speakers, my eyes wandered the dimly lit space seeking for a distraction and fell on the sultry swivelli

CHAPTER 3:Sarah’s POV.I made my way past the entrance effortlessly drawing appreciative attention and glances at my beauty and style.I had purposely worn a sheath yellow dress that accentuated my feminine curves. I wanted to make a bold statement as soon as I arrived, it worked.The party was just as I had expected. Soothing music, friendly conversations and good wine to drown in the worries of the family drama that I have to face in less than forty two hours. ‘Illegitimate Billionaire's daughter finally surfaces!’ was all I could think about. Taking the last glass of wine off the tray, I flashed a flirtatious smile at the man whose drink I'd just taken. “Ladies first, don't you agree?” He wanted the wine, and I wanted him. He turns to look at me with those piercing blue Sapphire eyes that could command my soul.He looked breathtakingly handsome in his grey coloured suit and pants. He had his blonde hair brushed to the back highlighting his strong jawline. My heart fluttered.

CHAPTER 2ARLAN:Sophia spread her legs wide open for me.“Easy there, tigress” I smirked, slowly trailing my hand in between her bare breasts down to her well shaved pussy.She moans, almost gagging on my tie I stuffed in her mouth to keep her quiet as I worked charms on her body.I had her hands handcuffed to the bed frame and her eyes blindfolded as she laid naked on the bed, impatiently yearning for me to fuck her.Teasing her nipples hard with my tongue, I sucked up the sweet taste of honey I had dripped on her. Her muffled moaning made my dick harder, ready to penetrate her already dripping wet pussy. But not yet. Too quickly would ruin the fun.I kissed her body all the way down and finally settled my lips in between her legs and sucked her juicy wet meat. Her body vibrates, she tightens her legs together, locking me in. I moved my hands to her breasts again and fondled them.My phone interrupts the fun with several rings. “What is it, Mike?!” I kept my voice stern.“Sorry t

SARAH’S POV.Taking a long, last glance at the cemetery, I said a final goodbye to my mother a final goodbye.Me and her had never had the best mother to daughter relationship, but I'd be lying if I say I don't miss her dearly already.Before her death, she'd constantly nagged about my "excessive" partying, wide-eyed screen the friends I hung around and always shot a look of disapproval at the men I dated."I bet he's just another dick head waiting to have a taste of your pussy and money,if he hasn't already! No good!" She'd yelled in disgust with her thick Aussie accent.And just as you've already guessed, she was always right about them.Signalling to my chauffeur that I was ready to leave, I closed the car door.The car pulled to a stop in front of the grand mansion my mother had left me alongside other valuable assets.I'm home. The loneliness of an almost empty house greeted me.After her death, I'd relieved a good number of her staff from duty— I am not cruel! My mother is g