Novels by sylviakosi152

(ALICE)My heels clicked softly on the stairs as I gracefully descend into Alex’s gaze. The silk emerald green dress, the silver heels, the diamond jewelries he got me and a sleek designers purse completed my look.“You look beautiful,” he said, extending his hands towards me to help me down.I gave a forced smile, “You’re quite in character for tonight.” “Oh come on Alice, you can’t even accept a compliment from me? I meant it.” He smiled.I turned to him. “Thank you.”“Here.” He brought out a small black box, “It’s a ring .”“For?”“We’re engaged,” he gave me a how- could- I- forget look. “It’s an engagement ring,” he gently took my hands in his and slipped the sleek diamond ring onto my finger.It’s so pretty. He really thinks about everything.We drove off and about thirty minutes later we were at the MAYFIELD VILLA. I resisted ogling like a fool and just clung to Alex for our all night long pretend scheme.The dining hall was beautifully kept. His grandmother must love artwor

(ALICE’S POV)“What was that?” I clicked my door shut, leaning on it for a sec. My hand flew to my face, rushing over to the mirror to see my red face. “I hope he didn’t see that!” “He’s pleading early as my husband? Seriously, did he have to whisper it? He totally caught me off guard.” I mumbled, plunging onto my bed.I laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. My life was like a movie, a big thriller about my messy life.Yes, anyone would feel lucky to marry a billionaire but… maybe I shouldn’t have accepted his proposal. This is all a prop and it can flop anytime. I can’t afford to be used again.The only thing I can do now is find a job and make money, then I can break free anytime. I pulled up the duvet, covering my face and drowning my thoughts.I woke up the next morning to an email. 'Dear Alice Sanders,We are delighted to inform you that you have been selected for the Interior Design Internship position at Mayfield Interiors, a subsidiary of the Mayfield Group.Your skill

(ALEX’S POV)I watched her silently across the table. The utter surprise on her face when I asked her to marry me was gone.She let my last sentence hang by a fragile thread above us, as she continued eating. I prepared myself for rejection. Of course, even though she had more advantage marrying me, she’s someone who’d do anything to not leech off anyone, or end up indebted."Why?" she didn't look up."What?""Why do you want to marry me? We just met and I think it's quite suspicious that you are offering to help me. And you're helping me by getting married to me." She briefly glanced at me."I figured you'd ask. Well the truth is," I paused, recollecting my words. She has to believe me, " I'm not ready to marry, especially not to a woman arranged by my family.""Didn't that only happen in movies," she scoffed, "What? Are you a heir to some powerful wealthy family?""Yes." I laughed, " So you see, I can help you. I'm quite capable."“Fine.” She said, her eyes still on the food she was

(ALICE.) My eyes trailed up the double height ceilings. The glass, the furniture, the aesthetics. One word. Majestic. I quickly tore my eyes down, following Alex to the living room, my eyes doing a quick glance around the floor. I wanted my eyes to linger a bit, because who glances around a fucking penthouse! Not my fault. His “humble abode” was exquisite. He’s either from an old money family, or he’d be one of those tech guys that built a multi million dollar tech company at twenty four, or he’s straight out into illegal stuffs that rakes in money. And I’m talking drugs, or underground military weaponry distribution. “Relax. Feel at home.” Alex turned. “This is not my home,” I countered immediately. “Don’t be fierce Alice,” he laughed, “it can be your home if you want.” “Thanks for having me,” I dismissed whatever he was saying, grateful I had a place to spend the night. “Come on, let me show you your room.” I silently followed him up the staircase to the bedroom

( ALICE ) I tossed comfortably on the bed, stretching, slowly opening my eyes. I blinked. Once. Twice. The curtains were drawn over the windows, completely blocking the sunlight. That must be why the sunrise didn’t wake me. But something was off. My curtains are usually open. I paused, the scent of pistachio and mint filling my nose. Wait! My eyes widened. I turned immediately to the side, and he was on the couch reading newspaper. His face calm like I wasn’t there. He Instinctively looked towards me. “ You’re awake?” I nodded, hiding my embarrassment and the fact that I don’t remember how I ended up in his room again. My head ached terribly, and I furrowed my brow in pain. “Here, have some food and take the hangover medicine,“ Alex said, setting the table with a few strides. I didn’t like eating without brushing my teeth, but this situation made it impossible to uphold that principle. The aroma of the food evoked great hunger in me, and secondly I can’t just walk out witho

(ALICE)I quietly cleared out my desk. Leaving like I never worked to be where I was. I handed my project design files over to the next person in charge.It felt like a movie. Maybe I’m in a dream, because my head still couldn’t wrap around the fact that the life I’ve built for years has totally crumbled in front of me.So much for trusting a man!Talking about man. I have to visit Edward. I waited till the office hours were over, to be sure he would be home. I knocked and Claire appeared yet again.“Where is Edward?” I was so getting sick of all this.“Darling. Alice is asking for you.” “I’d be down in a sec.” I heard Edward say from upstairs.I sat in the living room like a stranger, like this wasn’t my home. There had been changes, obviously to Claire’s taste.“Heard you’re looking for me,” he said, descending gracefully on the stairs like a king.And in that fleeting moment, I wanted to take it all from him.“Did you have to attack me in my workplace too?”“Your workplace? Oh,