Novels by tabbiedanjuma007

The penthouse is bathed in amber light. The city below us glittering like scattered diamonds. He’s at the window when I step into his study, a glass of amber liquor hanging loose in his hand like it’s nothing special. Later I’ll remember that the bottle costs more than most people’s rent for a year. Right now, all I can see is him. The light spills across his shoulders, catching the steel of his watch, and it's glinting along the sharp line of his jaw. His shirt is open at the collar, a few more buttons are undone, revealing his chest and a tattoo I can't quite see from here. It looks so alluring though. His sleeves are pushed up, his forearms flexed as he rests one hand against the glass.I walk gently to his chair from behind, I'm literally trying so hard so he won't notice my presence. I have no intentions to scare him though, I definitely have no reason being mysterious. He hands me a glass, the glass in his hand hanging in the air like he had already seen me walking the whole t

The elevator door opens, letting me out to the house and to the parking lot of this beautiful penthouse. Damien is standing close to the black SUV in his jeans and leather jacket. “Hi,”he says, and his face lights up with a radiant smile. I take a moment to admire this pretty. Oh my he's extremely hot in leather. “Morning pretty Lin” he says, letting out a wide grin. I really try to suppress the blush forming in my cheeks. He always really gets me with that pet name. “You look gorgeous baby. Perhaps you should be arrested for looking this good” we both let out a laugh. “Thanks Damien.”Damien opens the passenger-side door to the black Audi SUV, and I clamber in. It’s a beast of a car. The engine starts and he reverses the car out of his space in the parking lot. He switches on the sound system as he starts to drive. The interior of the car is just extraordinary. The sweetest and enchanting music of two talented female singers fills the car. God damnit, all my senses are in disarray

I can't sleep. The numbers on the clock mock me. 2:47 AM. I've been staring at the ceiling for three consecutive hours and his words won't stop echoing in my head. "I get to watch Xavier Adrian realize that the woman he thought he destroyed, is sitting next to her husband.” God. Such manner of authority and possessiveness. I press my thighs together. This is insane. I give up. I throw off the covers and walk up to the wardrobe made in expensive wood and glass. At the side is an ethereal book shelf, carefully selected and stacked in a precise order. Oh, if only he knows how much I love books, he'd buy a full national library just for me.I pull on a robe that's definitely his, not even minding the color or style. Made of pure silk, expensive, probably costs more than my first car. Smells exactly like him. I shouldn't wear this. I did anyway.The entire house is dark except for one light, which was slightly far from my room. It looked like the door was slightly opened,revealing the

Maya had lunch waiting by the time I returned to the penthouse. Grilled salmon, avocado and a side of something green I pretended to be grateful for, and strong coffee she'd made without being asked. She had a way of doing that; anticipating the precise shape of what you needed before the need had even fully formed in your own mind. It was a skill that had nothing to do with employment and everything to do with the kind of woman she was.“Aria asked about you again this morning," Maya said, setting down the coffee with quiet pride and a bright smile that reached her eyes. "She wants to know if the pretty lady in the penthouse is a princess."I smiled around the rim of my cup. "Tell her I'm working on my crown and she'd soon have to spend a day with the princess she saw.” Maya laughed softly and excused herself, and the penthouse returned to its vast, elegant silence. I sat at the dining table holding the contract file Damian had placed in my bag. I looked at the documents, completel

Jade was already waiting when I walked through the gym doors at 9:07 AM. I could swear that she was ready to murder me, bury me in broad daylight and still blame the sun for daring to shine. She was standing with both her arms folded, one brow climbing to her hair line in such a precise way that told me she'd already decided how difficult the next few hours were going to be. No warmth or life in her looks, no greeting. Just the quiet, devastating disappointment of a woman who'd told me not to be late. I knew I was in for it but I cared less knowing I could decide to quit this superfluous training whenever I deemed fit. "Three hours, twenty three minutes, sixteen seconds late" she said flatly, looking like she expected this. Well what was she expecting? I'm literally putting the pieces of my life together at this point. “I know… I'm sorry.” I dropped my bag on the bench and started to unwrap my hands. I didn't offer an excuse. There wasn't one so good enough to offer. She understand

SeleneI signed the divorce papers at 7:43 AM. Not because Xavier threatened me or because Damian told me to. Not even because that unfortunate bitch, Aurora won. I signed them because I woke up that morning, stared at the ceiling of a penthouse that wasn't mine, watching the sun set from the couch I was seated on and realized I was still legally bound to the man who'd helped plan my destruction. Still his legal wife on paper, still his in the most technical, humiliating sense of the word. But before I could bring myself to sign them, I'd wrestled so hard with the realization that whatever our souls were made of, his and mine were never the same. That the man I'd loved even more than life itself has left me shattered, broken and weak, but it's the only decision I have come to make even if something inside me died that day.Done.Done. I got up before Jade's 6 AM session, before Damian's usual morning check-ins, before his cook served me hot coffee and freshly baked cake from the oven.