Novels by Author Beibah

“What is this new tactic, Arabella?” Adrian asked, raising his gaze to meet hers.Arabella’s brows furrowed as she tried to speak, “W–what are you…”“Arabella, I know you hate me, but please don't implicate me like this!” Serena cried, but only Arabella noticed the curl at the corner of her lip. “What do I have to gain from ruining the family’s reputation?”Adrian ran a hand through his dark crew cut, “Serena is right. You should be thanking her for cleaning up your mess, not coming up with more lies!” “Our last messages were dated to over a month now and it's from you!” Serena sniffled dramatically, “Adrian…I’m more heartbroken that you chose to believe her instead of me.” Adrian slipped a hand around waist, helping her wipe out the fake tears that she always seemed to have ready, “I’m sorry, Serena.” Arabella bit her lower lip bitterly.What was she thinking? Serena was one hell of a smart lawyer. There's no way she’d leave evidence behind. “I doubt you can delete mine,” she s

“This is where it ends!” The words echoed in her head as Arabella opened her eyes.She was in Axel's room, curled on the floor beside his bed, sunlight streaming harsh and bright through the window. She barely remembered getting home last night—just stumbling through the empty house, collapsing in the one place that still smelled like him.Sunlight.Her eyes flew to the clock: 9:47 a.m.She shot to her feet. She never slept past six. Never. Not in five years of living in this house.Where was Ms. Shaw? The elderly housekeeper woke her every morning at 5:30 sharp with a list of chores.Unless she'd been told not to.The bed was empty.Her heart lurched. She pushed to her feet, checking his bathroom, his closet. Nothing.“He should be at school…”Then her eyes landed on his school uniform, still hanging pristine on the back of his door.She grabbed her phone and called his homeroom teacher."Oh, you didn't know?" The woman's tone shifted to sympathy. "Mr. Sterling called to inform us

The crowd pressed in around her, but Arabella barely felt them.Everything sounded distant—like she was underwater.Cameras flashed. Voices shouted. Her name echoed again and again.But her mind was somewhere else entirely… stuck on the thought of bringing shame to what Victor cherished most—the Sterling name.Her fingers trembled at her sides, cold despite the heat of the crowd.A faint ringing filled her ears. Her heart thudded unevenly, like it couldn’t decide whether to keep going or give up.For once, she wondered, “How have I ever offended Serena?”For Adrian and Catherine, she could fathom their hatred. It came from the company shares Victor had used to force Adrian into the marriage. And subsequently, his death. But Serena was different. Yes, Arabella had loved him first, but he'd chosen Serena. He'd always chosen SerenaSo why? Why was she bent on humiliating Arabella at every chance she got?Arabella wanted to scream. She wanted to run… to just disappear.But she couldn’t m

Adrian pulled Serena into his arms inspecting her face like a trophy. “I know you hate me, Arabella. But I care about Axel and I can't let you hurt him like that.” Serena's voice was sugary sweet with small choked sobs, almost convincing even for Arabella. Adrian shot stunned Arabella a disdainful look before quickly sweeping his gaze back to his precious treasure, “What happened, Serena?” Serena wiped out the lone tear that found its way into her teary eyes, explaining, “Arabella wants to come to the annual party tonight. I was worried she might cause a scene and put Axel in a tough spot…” Arabella let out a loud, humourless chuckle, intentionally cutting her short. She’d seen Serena scheme against her for so many years but this one? It was just too childish…yet so believable. Adrian and Serena exchanged a look, the fake fear her eyes held earlier now completely gone. Adrian's jaw tightened with anger as he gripped Arabella's hand firmly, his eyes spitting fire, “Arabella, sto

“Umm…Uugh.. Aaah…” The voice was breathy, urgent, and way too close.Arabella slowly lifted her heavy eyelids and for a second, she couldn’t tell if she was still dreaming. The room was dark, the air heavy with alcohol, heat and perfume. Then another moan broke through the haze. A laugh. Soft. Intimate. Wrong. Serena. Arabella froze. The alcohol she had last night still fogged her head, and for a heartbeat she wondered if she was imagining it. Her heart stuttered as she turned her head ever so slightly. Adrian. Serena. Serena's figure went down between Adrian's thighs, the soft sheets rumpled beneath them. Adrian groaned, hands buried in her hair, his face twisted in confused pleasure, like he was caught between sleep and waking, guiding her movements while she took him deeper."Adrian..." Serena's voice was soft, deliberate. Arabella’s world tilted. The bed wasn't a mistake, but their marriage was. If not for a drunken one-night stand, six years ago.If not for his fathe