Novels by Chioma$$$

Chapter Five~The Broken King>Pierre's Pov The city lights came in through the French windows, upsetting my bad eye with each pulse of color. It was a reminder of what I have become and what might become of the empire I was struggling to hold together. My fingers traced the scar that ran over my blind eye, feeling its raised edges beneath my fingers. The gesture had become a habit and it betrayed the weakness I fought so hard to hide."You had looked so pathetic in that meeting, Pierre," my father's words from this morning cut through my thoughts. "Do you think that anyone could respect a leader who shows his weakness in public?"Weakness? I laughed mirthlessly at the word. The sound died in my throat as I wondered what kind of leader could not even trust his own heart to keep beating? It was all because my heart had failed in the board meeting and I had to clutch my chest, gasping for breath with everyone watching. The intercom rang and I walked to the desk and reached for it. "

Chapter Four~A PREGNANCY TO KEEP>Kate's PovWhen I returned Pierre had slid down the floor with one hand clutching his chest and the other bracing him on the floor."That is it!" I snapped. "You look deathly pale. We are going to the hospital now." My trembling fingers reached for my phone."No!" His voice managed to be steel despite his weakness. "There will be no hospitals Kate, not ever.""B- but you can barely stand-""Please Kate, never take me there, ever. Promise?" His good eye locked onto mine and the emerald green that I recalled so vividly from that night was now dulled with fear. "I promise," I whispered. I opened the yellow bottle and watched as he swallowed two pills dry. His hands even shook so badly that he nearly dropped them."I will be fine after some rest."“Let me help you to bed.” He hesitated and then nodded. Then, with slow movements, I slipped my arm around his waist. It was the same waist I had once traced with eager fingers in the dark of his hotel room.

Chapter Three~HAUNTING DANGEROUS GAMES>Kate’s PovIt was two hours after the wedding reception and we were finally home. I stood beside Pierre and watched as the doors to the elevator of his penthouse open. A wave of Pierre's cologne hit me as we stepped in. He smelled of coconut and Lemon -cocolemon. The unique scent did something to my body system, causing my heart to flutter against my ribs. He leaned against the elevator and closed his eyes. I eyed him with lustful eyes, my fingers itching to reach for him but I fisted them instead. Six months was a great duration of longing for him. But, I would not break my resolve now especially when there was so much at stake. The elevator came to halt and opened. I waited for him to step out, but he looked at me and said. "You should go first Kate." The way my name sounded coming from him turned me on."Alright," was my reply as I obeyed. He walked behind me as we went to the door. He turned on the facial recognition and the door opene

Chapter Two~Wedded In Chaos>Kate’s POVThe weather was cloudy in the morning of my wedding. It felt as if a storm was just waiting to break.The hair stylists made a fuss over doing my hair as the makeup artists dusted my cheeks with enough powder to last a lifetime.Their assistants ran in and out, everywhere, trying to put up every last minute details. I just sat still amd folded my hands on my lap.I was getting married.This was not a fairy tale. This transaction was taking place.My phone buzzed on the table, distracting me from my thoughts.I reached for it and frowned at the message from an unknown number. I hesitated before I opened the message with a tap.“Congratulations, Mrs. Delacroix. I am glad to inform you that your collection is no longer yours.” I stared at the words confused. There was a link attached to it. I tapped it. The moment it opened, I gasped and my world tilted.I hurried opened my browser and inputted the name of my collection. It was there. There was

Chapter One~THE DESIGNER'S SECRET>Kate’s POVThe soft hum of my sewing machine filled my small studio for a while.And when I was done, I stared down at the dress that I had poured my soul into as I ran my fingers over the delicate fabric. This was the final piece of my latest collection. It was complete.This was it. My breakthrough. This was my chance to prove to the world—and to my family—that I was more than just a backup plan.My phone buzzed. I reached for it without thinking as I opened the phone. It was a message notification.I opened it.My best friend Kalis had texted me a link. I opened it, my breath hitching in my throat as I read the headline flashing across the screen.“BILLIONAIRE HEIR, PIERRE DELACROIX IS SET TO MARRY DESIGNER KATE BEAUMONT – AN UNCANNY UNION OF POWER AND PRESTIGE.”For a moment I was just speechless. My fingers tightened around the device. The words blurred as tears came to my heart but his name still stood out, bold and cruel. Pierre Delacroi