Novels by Onyii

June was startled as Alex’s warm hands touched her shoulders. She turned abruptly to face him, her body suddenly cold. She stammered, “I—I was just… I didn’t touch anything. I’ll leave now.”“You know it’s not a crime for you to be in my room, right?” he said, his tone quiet but firm, his eyes focused on removing his wristwatch. He placed it on the desk.He slowly unbuttoned his jacket, removed it, and walked over to the closet to hang it.“Don’t you want to know how my day at the office went? Or about your office? How the other employees are handling the news of your recovery?” His voice echoed from a distance.“Other employees… was I close to anyone there?”June was in awe when he reappeared, he was shirtless. The light complemented the rich tone of his skin, and her thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind.“Of course he has the build of a Greek statue,” she thought loudly in her head, nervously fiddling with her hands.“What were you saying?” he asked.“About what?” June replied

June let out a sharp, trembling breath as tears swelled up in her eyes. “What?” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees, both hands covering her mouth, her eyes widened as she hoped desperately that Martha would take back what she had just revealed.“Hmmm, June, I am very sorry. My intention isn’t for you to be burdened with all this, especially after all you have been through. But it’s true.”She scratched behind her ear and leaned back with a sigh to get more comfortable. Then, with a glint of mischief in her eyes, she added,“Come on, June. A handsome young billionaire who owns this extravagant mansion, a fleet of luxury cars parked like trophies?” “You don’t actually think that you…” She paused.“It’s just way too good to be true. A life this good doesn’t fall onto your lap on a platter of gold.”Her words pierced June’s heart like a spear, and she exhaled without any care in the world about how much what she said would hurt the person she was speaking to.Martha Re

Martha held her phone close to her ear, pacing the length of her living room. Her voice was sharp, laced with fury. “Alex outdid himself this time. Just look at the condition he left you in!” June cut in immediately, her tone edged with worry. “Alex? Is this a joke? Why do you talk in such a manner about my husband?” “What in the world, June?” Martha snapped. “You and I know that this is Alex’s doing. Come on, don’t remember what that man has been doing to you?” Martha paused. “Don’t tell me you’re thinking of giving him the benefit of the doubt again!” June’s brows furrowed deeply. “Ahhh,” she let out a strained breath. “I can’t… honestly, I just can’t deal with all this. It’s too much in one day.” She turned to Linda, who had been standing by silently the entire time. “Please leave. I’d like to be alone.” “June?” Martha’s voice softened. “Where are my manners? Get some rest, alright? I’ll come by tomorrow and we’ll talk properly then.” June ended the call and sank onto her be

“Call me if you need anything,” Linda said softly as she held the door open for June. June didn’t move from the door, her hands covering her mouth and her eyes wide in disbelief. She was utterly stunned by the level of sophistication of the room before her which was supposedly hers. “I’m sorry to ask, ma… what is the matter?” Linda asked, still holding onto her. June’s reaction at the front door had already been concerning enough. “I need to be alone right now, Mrs. Linda. I’ll call you later,” June said as she slowly walked into the room. Her eyes swept over the space, and a small laugh puffed from her lips. “I must be dreaming, for real, because what are the odds that I would just wake up into an actual fairy tale?” she thought to herself. The room was massive, bigger than any she had ever seen. Soft cream walls, a bed that looked like it came out of a movie, golden accents on the furniture, and a thick rug under her feet that felt like clouds. “Who lives like this?” she mutter

The flashing lights, chaotic movements and the muffled sounds from the reporters made June feel very uneasy as she clenched her fist tightly against the car seat. Williams made a phone call. In less than a minute, the security team from Alex’s building stormed out and created a passageway for the car to enter through the gate. Soon after, the police came and dispersed the reporters clustered at the gate. As the car entered the building, away from the crowd, she released her grip on the seat and took notice of the property. June covered her mouth which couldn’t be closed at that moment with her hands. She didn’t make a sound, but her facial expressions revealed all that was going through her mind. Alex very much enjoyed watching the drama and even chuckled a bit, as she was a completely different person. “Oh my goodness!” June finally burst out. “Alex, is this for real? I actually live here?” The Rolls-Royce Phantom drove through a well-trimmed garden that sat in front of the buil

“Thank you so much, Doctor,” said Mr. Alex Smith. June found herself completely captivated by the handsome stranger who was supposedly her husband. A rich, woody masculine scent filled the air as he stepped closer to her. Alex released a sigh of relief and held her lightly by the shoulders, gently swiping away her tears with his thumb. “I’m here now. Oh… I don’t know what to say. You probably don’t remember me. I’m just so glad you’re finally awake,” he said in a low, captivating voice. June, who had been filled with rage and frustration, suddenly felt calm. She couldn’t take her eyes off Mr. Alex. He is unreasonably perfect, she thought. His eyes had so much depth, a girl could get lost in them. His breath as he spoke… that deep voice sent shivers down her spine. She finally mustered the courage to speak. “Is this for real? I lost my memory… and I’m married? I’m your wife?” “I never thought I’d have to introduce myself to you of all people,” he said, exhaling deeply. “I’m Alexan