Novel-novel oleh Precious Daniel

Ava's POVI stood there speechless. He had forgotten me. Even if heremembered me it was worthless. I was just a club girl who he had a one night stand with and dumped. I just had to leave it this way. "I don't care how much my parent paid you to ruin my life, but I'll make sure you regret ever stepping your foot here."His words sent cold shiver down my spine freezing me in place. I was really in great trouble then. It was too late to turn back. He left without looking back. In the evening, I couldn't bear being in the room all alone, so I decided to take a tour around the house. After all, I'd be living here, so it was best I got familiar with the environment.I realized that the house was huge and more complex than I thought.I felt so relieved when I finally located the kitchen. I was so hungry but then I don't know if it was right to take food. I had not eaten all day. I quickly opened the refrigerator and found some fruits. I took them out a long with the bottle of yogurt.

Ava's POVWhat?!What were they talking about?I was getting married. To whom? Why? When?"How can I get married when I've not brought a guy home yet?" I said, refusing to believe what I heard.I knew they hated me so much, but what did I ever do to deserve this?"Do you need to bring someone to us, huh?" Mom sneered."You talk like you have anyone. No one is willing to date someone like you." Alison chipped in, with a smile on her face. I just felt that the ground would finally open up and swallow me. "Well, we arranged a marriage for you with the Miller's family." Dad finally spoke after a while. My eyes widened in shock as I tried to form words that refused to come out. I knew the Millers' family. It was known to be the wealthiest in the City. They ran different companies and sold different things.They sold land, cosmetics, technology, malls, groceries, and many more, which made them prosperous.My Dad was willing to sell me out to the family. My Dad was rich, but then it was

Ava's POV It's been weeks since I lost my virginity to a man whose name I never even knew. What once felt like a mistake, has started to feel strangely normal.Still, a part of me wished I could see him again. But then it was just a dream and could never happen. Who knows if I still existed in the man's head? And why would he? No one ever knew who I was, even if he wanted to find out about me, there was no way he could find me. I was nobody in the family. Just a janitor, who works without getting paid. Every time I thought about it, that one thing I guarded for so long, given away to a stranger, my heart ached. But there was nothing I could do. Regret didn't change anything. My hopes were worthless! My thoughts meant nothing! My dreams? Completely useless. Suddenly, a splash of cold water hit my face, yanking me out of my thoughts.I gasped, jerking upright as I choked on my breath. "What the hell is your problem?" I snapped, as soon as I saw the person in front of me. Alison st

Michael's POV I woke up, feeling like I was submerged under water. Forcing my eyes open with a groan, I hissed as the sunlight immediately stabbed them. What the hell had happened? My head was fucking pounding.Sitting up, I rubbed my temple as the events of the previous night came trickling back to me. The poker room, the drowsiness, the woman... God, the woman. Maybe she had been an angel sent to me. She couldn’t have been anything else. As I remembered the more intimate details of our night, a calming feeling of contentment washed over me.I needed to find her again.My gaze was caught by something reflecting the light — a delicate silver bangle, lying forgotten on the carpet, partially hidden under my clothes.I picked it up, turning it over in my hand. Yes, I remembered this. We had been kissing when I took it off. But why can't I bring her face to mind?At least I needed to pay her for what she did. She saved my life. Immediately, I picked up a bangle from the floor, stared at

Ava's POV "Your hands let me help you," I said, gently taking the cards from him. I looped his arm over my shoulder, and he didn't protest. Well, he couldn't because he looked like he was in pain. He groaned, though I felt the weight of him on my shoulder. I led him down the hall, finding the right room number on the card. I could feel the tension in his body, as he fought to stay conscious. "I kept muttering, we are almost there," which was setting me on edge. Sliding the card into the reader, I shoved the door open and helped him inside. The suite was massive. Plush furnishings, a sumptuous bed, and floor-to-ceiling windows that bathed the room with natural light. "Here please sit," I said, lowering him to the edge of the bed. He groans, his head lounging back, as he tries to sit upright. "Maybe you should lie down for some time," I said, pushing his broad shoulders to the back, as he tried to sit upright. He placed his hands on me, trying to stop me. I pulled his hands away

Ava's POV"Still sleeping like an asshole?" My eyes snapped open as I jumped out of bed when I heard her voice. No matter how deeply I slept, I could never mistake Clara Wilson's voice. My stepmom. I wondered if I would ever be able to be at peace, as I was years back before she came in. It had barely been 4 hours of sleep and yet she was already screaming my name. I had been called all manner of names as I was old enough to understand the meaning of those names. My exams were tomorrow and I wished to sit and read. Of course not. All I ever did was work, work, and work. "Ava!" I heard her heavy stomps thundering up the stairs. She was already close.She pushed the door and I could see her eyes were filled with rage. I faced her, bracing myself as she walked towards me, holding a broom."Good morning, mother," I said softly, forcing the words through clenched teeth."I have been calling you for five minutes, lazy bitch. What were you doing?" she yelled.I bowed my head low, pant