Novels by Sarah Dimkpa

The drive home didn't feel long enough. I was tempted to turn the car around and go for a three hour long journey.The beautiful landscape of my home no longer seemed appealing.I didn't stop to admire the roses that lined the path to the entrance porch like I always did.“Welcome back” Ethan sat bare chested and cross legged in the wide sitting room with his back to me, his tattooed skin gleaming with a thin layer of sweat.The television blared loudly before him.“I would have asked where you've been, but I already know”He was the last person I wanted to see at that moment so I silently headed up the stairs to my bedroom.His footsteps followed closely behind me.“So you have nothing to say?”“I'm tired Ethan. Can we talk later?”His blue eyes held an intense hostility that I'd gotten used to.The unsettling smirk on his face was new though.In a flash I was stumbling back onto my bed from the force of his shove. He climbed over me, locking me in place with his hips and pinning my

My fingers smoothed over the papers of the document Nathan had slid to me.I couldn't help the small laugh that escaped my lips as I flipped through it.“Is this some kind of joke?”“No”I stared at Nathan's handsome face to catch any glimpse of humour. Perhaps a small smirk to show he was just messing around.He was dead serious.“This is a marriage contract” I slid the document away from me.“Yes”“I'm married”“You're about to get a divorce…aren't you?”I tensed up slightly but played it cool.“How did you know that?”“I did my research”Deflated and defeated, I picked up my Gucci bag and smoothed my still damp sundress down.“This was a complete waste of time.”For curtsey sake, I turned to Caleb Coleman and offered a weak smile.“Thank you for your time. I'll be taking my leave now.”I could feel Nathan's hot gaze fixed on me as I walked away. And I held my head high despite the crushing weight of reality and the impending doom I could feel wrapping it's claws around me.By the t

“Where are we going?”Seated at the back seat of Nathan Tate's sleek grey BMW, I felt lost. My insides were in turmoil.I couldn't get the picture out of my head. Who could have done it? It was just the two of us in the room and judging from the angle it was taken, whoever took it wasn't at the door. That left one option — hidden cameras.“Don't worry you're not being kidnapped”Nathan sat behind the driver. His gaze fixed on the iPad in his hand.I scoffed and folded my arms. “I have a tracker on me anyways, you'd be found in minutes if you tried that”“Oh really? We'll see then”“What?” A slight tremor ran through me. Was I actually being kidnapped?I reached into my bag for my phone. How was I going to call the police when my kidnapper was right next to me?“Don't do anything hasty Madeline, why would I want to kidnap you?”His eyes raked over me disapprovingly.I was instantly pissed off. His disapproving attitude was getting on my nerves.“Well, I don't know. Why am I in your ca

I stood at the mirror adjusting my olive sundress. It hugged me snugly, hinting at my soft curves.I let my ebony black hair down in waves. Usually I tied it up because it was somehow always getting in the way, one of the downsides of having waist length hair, but it didn't hurt to switch stuff up at times.I tried to ignore the lingering gaze of the man in the elevator on the ride down. His face lit up with a predatory smile when I glanced at him, hoping he would look away since I'd caught him shamelessly ogling my body.How wrong I was.I was out and strutting purposefully down the hallway before he could get a complete statement out his mouth.I already knew what he was going to say anyways.“Maddie”I'd recognize that voice anywhere.“Hey Cam”Camille enveloped me in a warm hug, squeezing me lovingly before stepping back to inspect me.Something she did every single time we met.“Hmmm…” her face scrunched a bit as she peered closely at me.“Don't start Camille” I chuckled and fou

The drive to the hotel was brutally quiet. Normally I played music during every drive, but this time it was different. I was too deep in thoughts, music couldn't help.When did it all get to this? I did everything I was told. I was the perfect wife.Despite climbing up the ladder and becoming the CEO of a clothing and jewelry brand, I still made sure to play the role of the perfect wife in every way possible.I laid my business aside for a whole year, abandoned it even, just to help Ethan manage his dad's firm when he was fumbling it.I put Ethan's needs first. Did his bidding, listened to him, helped him…but still!It wasn't enough.I swallowed hard and forced the tears back in.No use crying over spilt milk…or whatever the saying says.I pulled my sleek red Tesla model S into the parking lot of GT hotel. The biggest and most lavish hotel in the city.Initially I planned to get a room and head right in, but after seeing their glamorous bar, I decided to have a few drinks.Just a fe

I slammed the folder hard on the kitchen marble countertop, my face a mask of cold, calm anger.“I want a divorce”“What?!”“You heard me Ethan”“You can't be serious” his dark brown eyes shot daggers at me.“Well I am” I sounded much calmer than I felt.“Madeline, what is this nonsense all about?!”“I remember asking you the same thing two weeks ago. Did I get an answer?”He scoffed loudly and folded his arms.“You need to calm down and stop being dramatic Madeline” I turned away, deftly dodging his hands as he reached out for me.The trail of his footsteps closely behind me irked me even further.I didn't stop to admire the beauty of the large crystal tiered chandelier hanging majestically in the center of the living room like I usually did.“Is this about Annie? If it is, then you're being so immature-”“I have nothing to say to you Ethan. I'm done talking”A dark look fell over his face as I used his words against him. The exact words he'd said to me when I confronted him some mo