Novels by Dorcas Baker

Ezekiel's Pov,After the little fiesta between Lauren and my brother, I stepped out of the house without a word.And I hated it.Not the argument, I guess I had seen worse and survived worse– but the way Lauren looked afterwards, it felt like guilt had hands and they were all wrapped tight around her throat, dragging her down inch by inch. But she didn't bother to cry instead she folded inwards And for some reason, that bothered me more than anything else.I knew I had to do something.Because whether I liked it or not, this mess? It was partly my fault.But let us both back up for a bit.My trip to Greece was never my idea, I had a scheduled meeting with a business partner— a sharp calculative man named Ezra, this one was different and still he was a good friend but something I had learnt through the years was business and friendship were worlds apart. He had suggested we take a quick detour after the meeting, to clear our heads and close the deal somewhere neutral.I had laughed at t

Lauren's Pov,The moment I pulled up in front of my mother's house, my chest tightened.A sleek black car was parked right beside my mama's car– too polished and familiar. I sighed before I even turned off the engine, Of course, I already knew who it was.Bella– my sister.I sat in my car for a second longer than necessary, my fingers rested on the steering wheels as I gathered myself— Because this right now was a freaking reunion. Then I stepped out of the car and walked in.“Oh, hey,” Mother said the moment I walked in all excited. “You are late.”“I know,” I said, slipping out of my shoes. “You sounded so in a haste over the phone, what's the issue?”“Bella had just stopped by,” Mother said, hesitating to say the next word, and then she sighed. “With her husband. She…mentioned your little fiasco at the restaurant and apparently, I'm just learning that it's all over the Internet already.”My jaw tightened as I forced a light smile. But before I could respond, Bella walked in from the

Lauren's pov,Shame sat heavy on my mind and chest like a stone which refused to move. It followed me from my room down to the kitchen and back, it even clung to my skin after I had showered. No matter what I did, I couldn’t shake off the image of Vivian's face at the restaurant— the shock, the hurt and the anger which cut through our years of friendship.I sat on the edge of the bed, with my phone resting in my palms, my screen glowing with unread messages. I had texted Vivian three times already.I'm sorryPlease talk to me, I didn't mean to act that way.Viv, I didn't mean it like that.Still no reply, not even a seen.My throat tightened, because Vivian has always been the one to reply first, Always the one who called, who checked and who forgave easily, But right now, the silence felt louder than any other arguments we've ever had.Ezra was seated across the room, pretending to work. His presence felt distant and cold– more like married to a tree back. He hadn't said a word since

Lauren’s pov.“It's your brother's.” I said, allowing the words to slip out of my lips before I could barely stop them.For half a second, the room went dead ass quiet–too quiet, like the air itself was holding its breath and finally the storm broke.Ezra didn't say another word, instead he spun around and dashed out of the room so fast that I barely had time to register what was happening. My heart leapt into my throat as his footsteps thundered down the hall.“Ezra-!” I shouted, but now he was barely listening.A Lound bang echoed through the house as time slammed his fist upon Ezekiel's door. It finally flew open, and before Ezekiel could even react, Ezra’s fist had already connected with his face.The sound of skin against skin echoed throughout the room.“How dare you touch my wife!” Ezra roared.Ezekiel staggered back, his eyes widened in shock as his head snapped right to the side. I stood there frozen at the doorway, as my hand flew to my mouth in horror.“Oh my God–Ezra!” I sc

Lauren's PovThe first thing I felt when I woke up was a splitting headache,and the wrongness.The air smelled different and the sheets didn't feel right. The room felt different, I slowly blinked trying hard to be fully awake, as I dragged my dry tongue across my lips, that was when I realized– I wasn't in my room.I rolled over trying to guide my eyes, then I noticed the thick shirt– which definitely looked too big for me. It hung loose over my body and the cologne wasn't hard to recognize the owner; it had a faint, masculine scent that always clung to him and beneath it I wasn't even wearing panties– I was bare naked.My stomach dropped as I felt a wave of emotions embalm me, my cheeks began to fluff red as everything slammed into me at once. I yanked the cover over my laps as my heart raced and my gaze darted around the unfamiliar space. I could barely recall a thing from last night and how I ended up here.I nearly screamed, but before I could even process anything, the door of th

Ezekiel's pov,The moment Lauren ran out of the restaurant, I exhaled slowly, letting the last thread of tension unwind from my shoulders. The entire restaurant was now buzzing with whispers and fork sounds hovering mid‐ air, eyes following the chaos she had left behind as it all rested on Vivian now. The air was sharp enough to cut through, and it was heavy with embarrassment that didn't even belong to me.I turned back towards Vivian and her boyfriend. She looked stunned and taken aback, I guess it was still from the momentum of the slap earlier, her hands were now folded and her boyfriend looked like he was ready to get involved if things escalated again.“I'm sorry about that,” I whispered, my voice almost controlled and low. “She didn't mean for it to go that far.”They both nodded swiftly, the kind of nod people give when they don't know what to say, when apologising feels too small and getting angry feels even pointless. But I didn't blame them– it was really a fun act to watch