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Cielle's POV. "Why did you have to pull me so hard?" I snapped as Zayn pulled me to his chest, his hand landing on my wrist."Because we are the center of attention."He said with a smirk, and I realized he had a microphone in his hands."Good day, ladies and gentlemen."He began helping me regain my balance, and soon cameras were clicking, paparazzi forming a crowd in front of us."Welcome to our party. Today we are announcing our engagement to the world.Meet my fiancée, Cielle Coleman."He said, and I gasped, looking at him, but was quick to curtail my shock."Enjoy the party..."He added, pulling me closer for the one thousand and one pictures that came after."What the hell are you doing?" I whispered as I forced a smile, the lights from the cameras flashing brightly on my face."Just smile, fiancée. We are going to be in the headlines." He said, his hand still on my waist.Not being able to bear the bright lights any longer, I pulled away and walked hastily out of the c

Cielle's POV. I returned to my room to see Zinge sitting on the bed, his head bowed as if in some sort of meditation."Arghmm," I feigned clearing my throat as I walked into the room, grabbing his attention."Where were you?" He asked coldly and I pushed a shrug off my shoulder."I umm..." I stuttered as I sat next to him."I felt a bit suffocated, so I went outside for a little fresh air." I lied, avoiding his gaze."You could have opened the windows. They are big enough to have you pass through." He said and I rolled my eyes."Why are you here?" I asked abruptly, feeling uncomfortable by his presence."It seems you don't want me in here.It is my house after all." He said, his tone a bit braggy, and I turned to face him."Well, I know it's your house, but this is my room now.You can't just walk in here anytime you please. If I can recall, when I walked into your room, you acted out a whole drama accusing me of snooping and wanting to glare at your body."I said too quickly

Cielle's POV. The proceedings began, and the plaintiff presented the case.My name was mentioned, and I heard Ashley's lawyer accusing me of committing fraud against the government using my company's name, and then trying to escape the consequences.My breath thickened, but I felt Zayn's hand on mine."Keep calm… It's going to be fine," he assured me once more, and I let out a heavy breath.Soon, I was called to the witness box, the plaintiff's lawyer ready to question me."So, Ms. Coleman, is it true that your marriage with Mr. Blackwell ended suddenly?" he asked. I turned to Zayn and then back to him."Yes, we're divorced," I replied calmly, my hands pressed against the stand."Then you're agreeing that your marriage ended because of your unfaithfulness?"He accused, and I furrowed my brows."I never said that! It was Ethan who was unfaithful," I snapped, and the audience gasped."Can't you see him with Ashley? He cheated with Ashley, and I signed the divorce papers," I retor

Zayn's POV. "Where is she?" My jaw clenched as I glared at the old lady shivering in her chair."Where is Monica?" I asked, moving closer to her, and her face went pale.When I walked into the house, I only found her sitting on the chair, and the fright on her face proved that she was expecting me."Tell me, where is she?" I asked once more, bending to her level."She… please don't hurt her," she stuttered, and I scoffed."That depends, I'm already losing my patience," I gritted, looking straight into her eyes.Monica wouldn't have gone far, maybe she was in too much of a hurry to leave the old lady behind."Who are you? Her mother?"I asked, and the stale look on her face approved my words."She wouldn't have left you here then," I stood up straight, regaining my upright posture."It's stupid to leave her mother here when she knows I'm coming for her," I said, stepping away."Please do not hurt her... Monica didn't do anything wrong." She shrieked, falling on her knees."I pro

Cielle's POV. "What... What are you doing?" I shrieked as I felt caged to the wall.He was only an inch away, droplets sliding from his hair down his chest, the towel at his waist hanging so loose that I feared it would drop.I wanted to speak again, to rebuke him, but instead, I inhaled the warm, nutty scent of hazelnuts that clung to him, making me swallow hard with shallow thoughts.He smelt like a peaceful distraction, like roasted cocoa, and I wanted more.Wait, what the hell was I doing?I wasn’t attracted to him, definitely not.But why did my pulse triple?"What... What did you have to say to me?" I mumbled, shaking my head, a silly attempt to stop myself from wallowing in his scent."You don't have to be shirtless or so close to me to say it, do you? You can step back and say it.I'm all ears," I said, trying to sound tough.He tilted his head, his lips curved into a smirk. "I thought I was making you curious, wasn't I?"He said, and I immediately swung my head to di

Cielle's POV. The dryness of my lips was nothing compared to that of my throat. It stung, and each swallow I took pierced deeper.My own saliva ran down like the sharp edges of a sword.I forced my eyes open and realized I was not where I was when everything went void.The whole place was painted white, the smell of antiseptic invading my nostrils."Glad to see you are finally awake," his voice growled, and I turned my neck slowly, my eyes landing on him.He was seated on a chair just a bit away from me, his eyes darkened and narrowed, his face plain and expressionless as he folded his hands against his chest."How are you feeling?" he asked calmly, and I shifted slightly on the bed."What happened?" I asked weakly, and he stood up from his seat."You have been unconscious for five days.You were trapped in the fire, you inhaled a lot of smoke before I could find you.I brought you to my doctor. Luckily, you didn't sustain any serious burns." He took a breath, breaking his wo

Nadia's POV. I tied my shoelaces, yeah, shoelaces.I wasn't going to wear heels to work; having a sprained ankle on my first task was enough lessons, well, till my ankle was completely healed."Mom... I'm done, gonna be on my way!" I yelled out as I strode to Dad's room."Nadia..." He sniffed, smiling as soon as he realized my presence."Hey champ, oh goodness, you look really handsome this morning."I placed a kiss on his forehead and heard him chuckle."Flattering me now?" He raised a brow as he tried to straighten himself on the bed."Easy," I bent over him and stacked pillows behind his back for support."I will be a fool not to acknowledge how handsome you are. I'm sure the flirty nurses at the city hospital will be hovering around you."I sat on a stool, taking his hands."Why don't you believe me?"I furrowed my brows."Mom has been hesitant to commence treatment because she's kinda anxious about all the flirtatious stares and winks you will get...You know," I lea

Nadia's POV. "Boys, this is the CEO of Robin Enterprises," the coach began, and I immediately averted my gaze from Zachery, who had already raised a brow."Hey guys, it’s truly exciting to be here," Simone beamed with a wave."My kids are your biggest fans, and they would like to take pictures with you."The children squeaked, each bouncing with excitement."These are my kids, Katie and Kelvin." Simone introduced, pointing at each of the children."Hi, Cheetahs!" Kelvin, I supposed, yelled, waving his hand at Jeremy."Look, Katie, it's the captain. It's Captain Jeremy." They continued to squeak, and I continued to hide my face away from Zachery, who stood behind them.Markers were handed to each of the team players, and we stood in line waiting to write our signatures on the children's jerseys.Trust me, I loved children, but they seemed bratty, and, plus, I was made anxious and uneasy by the looks their uncle threw at me. Argh, I couldn't wait to go home.It was my turn to

Nadia's POV. I knew it was like the hundredth time I had sprained my ankle, but why was he so concerned?I told him I was fine countless times, but he kept pressing on, kept asking what was wrong, where I was, and it was damn annoying.I pushed him off, acted rudely, and hoped he wouldn't bug me anymore. But there he was, dragging me to the locker room, like we were some couple running off to the rainbow."Stop, okay. I said I'm fine." I tried to refute, to push him away, but damn, he just had to keep going. And now he was getting closer to me.Ha!He pushed off my wig. What was wrong with him?He was leaning closer. Why was he so close to me?His hand was on my waist, his eyes glancing at my lips. Wait, what was he about to do? Oh no."I care about you, peaches. Can't you see that I do?" He was closing the distance between us, and all I wanted was to push him away, but it seemed like my limbs had failed me.The only things working were my eyes, which were burning wide, an

Jeremy's POV. "Speak already, who was he and why did he drop you off?" I asked her as my hands rushed to her arm."Where were you all this time? The delivery truck returned to the company, but you weren't with the driver. Where were you?" I shook her body, maybe a little bit too rigorously."Let go of me, okay?" She spat, pushing me away."I don't answer to you. Besides, what are you doing here, stalking around my house?"She groaned, stepping away, and I noticed that she was limping."Are you okay?" I asked, bending to her feet, but she moved her leg away."Stay still," I commanded, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to my chest."Stay still," I repeated as my arms went under her thighs and carried her up onto my chest.I carried her over to the bench at the house, dropped her gently on it and took her right foot."You haven't answered my question, where were you? It's so late, how long have you been standing?"I asked but she seemed startled, probably because my thumbs

Nadia's POV. I sat in the room, my eyes glued to the boxes of cosmetics as my feet drummed on the ground, waiting anxiously for the stranger to show up with the board of directors as promised. Why did I even trust him? Did he really know the blonde lady, or was he playing a fast one on me? Was I wasting my time there waiting for him? The fuck... my mind was running wild. Just as I was about to lose it, the door clicked open and the gentleman from earlier walked in. Behind him was the blonde lady. I sprang up to my feet. "Ms. Nadia Smith, right?" the lady asked, and I nodded almost immediately, my palms sweaty. "I got an unexpected solicitation on your behalf and we're here to give you another chance," she said, and I let out a heavy breath. He did know her. He was telling the truth. "Thank you... Thank you for giving me another chance," I blabbed, forcing the booklet from earlier into my purse and moving away from the chair. I watched them take their seats and swallowed

Nadia's POV. "Wait, give me another chance, please. I can make it right. Give me another chance..." I yelled out, as I ran after them, out of the room and into the walkway, but stopped running when I realized they were nowhere to be seen.I couldn't let them go.I had to convince them. I didn't want to lose. No!My fingers ran into my hair as I pulled on my strands, biting my lips with frustration."What was I going to do? What the hell was I going to do?"I mumbled under as I paced out of the walkway, my eyes roaming through the doors, my mind guessing on which one to knock on.Soon I was in a busy hall in the midst of people who were busy with their steps, going to and fro.Where was I going to find them now?Walking briskly without direction, my shoulder brushed against someone else's, so hard that I stumbled back, the platform heels that I wore losing their balance, causing me to fall on the person behind me."Ah!" I groaned as I felt a sharp pain slice through my ankle.