Romances de everbell91

My tireless effort to stay away from Lester goes down the drain as I stare at him. His hands are still on my waist, his red gaze searches for explanations beyond my knowledge.“Counsel.”The bailiff’s call ignites my sanity, and I quickly flinch from his grip, gathering the disseminated documents on the marble floor.He's still standing, lost in his thoughts, when I hurry back to the courthouse. There's no point in hiding after colliding with Lester.I settle down on my bench while the judge explains his findings with the jury. I try to pay attention, but the embarrassment and shocking moment in the hallway keeps replaying in my mind.Lester walks in, disorganizing my thoughts all over. He's sitting across from me, next to Becky, his lawyer. His stares straight ahead, his gaze rivets on me.My client hurries out of the court room immediately the judge’s final verdict favors the defendant, Lester.Maybe Felicia was right. Maybe he was scared of Lester. Maybe Lester threatened him to hi

Two years laterThe judge hits the gavel after stating his final verdict that's in our favor.My client turns, hugging me. Her voice trembles “You did it.”I break the hug. My hand is on her shoulder. “We did it.”On my way out, I exchange handshakes with some law students that introduce themselves, telling me how I inspire them.The pathway is blocked by my client's ex husband, the beta of Moon Pack. The scowl on his face says it all, he's furious that he lost.He advances towards me. His hands are in his pocket.“You should have asked around about me before taking on this case.” He speaks through gritted teeth.“How else would you explain this victory if I didn't ask around?” I smirk.He walks closer and inclines slightly. He whispers, “You may look all flawless, but I know you have one blemish, and I won't stop digging until I find it. Then…” He straightens. “Your reputation will be dragged through the mud.”He gently drags the hem of his jacket, straightening unseen folds, and piv

Hillary's POVThunder rumbles furiously, and the light flickers repeatedly before plunging the house into darkness.None of us gasp. None of us grumble. Not even Hailey, my sister, who's alone in the room.Aunt Sonya and I keep washing the dishes as if nothing happened. After countless times of power outages and zero attempt to fix it, we've learned to live with it.When Mom told me my aunt would come for Hailey and me, I realized for the first time I had one. Arriving at her home in the village and seeing the modest life she lived, brought another painful realization. The lightning flashes again, followed by a howling wind.I drop the rag. “I’ll get the basins.”The roof leaks when it rains. The basins are our only defense against flooding. Again, Hailey and I are used to it.She grabs my wrist before I can leave, switches on a flashlight, and presses it into my hand. “Watch your steps.”I take only a few steps to the doorway when a sharp pain slices through my lower abdomen. I groa

Lester's POVI don't know how long I'll keep this up—starring myself in the mirror each time I get the chance.I can't shake off the feeling that part of me is lost to a fatal accident, which almost had my life claimed. Four months ago, I woke up in a hospital room having zero memory of what happened before the accident.Feed up with the person in the mirror, I turn the tap on, patting my face with the running cold water.The bathroom door opens. A lady I know next to nothing about sashays in, naked.Although I failed to recollect memories regarding that day, I haven't been able to forget the dangerous feeling I woke up with; the one that made me a whole new person, a prurience.Feebled by the dark curiosity of mating different women, my body count exceeded the number of months I'd been hospitalized.She wraps her hands around me, her perked breasts press hard against my back. Her palms move slowly up to my chest.I take a white towel, looking at the mirror as I pat my face dry; indif

Hillary's POV“That's the girl I was talking about.”A female student frantically taps on her friend’s shoulder and whispers as I step out of the elevator. She points at me, causing others in the dormitory lobby to stare.Terrified by the alarming gazes, my steps slow, almost coming to a halt. The doubt and shock etched on their faces is evident they are talking about me. But about what?Some eye between their phone screens and me, mouths agape, as though confirming a rumor, or fact. Whatever it is, it tears at my sanity.Their breath-stealing gazes and hushed whispers spark a wild curiosity, and I hurriedly dip into my hand bag, fishing out my phone.My breath hitches at the sight of the heart wrenching headline. My vision clouds with burning tears. My hands beneath my phone suddenly start to tremble. I lift my head, swinging at every perimeter, looking at their knowing gazes.I look back at the screen, tears spattering against the glass.My innocent father, Judge Gate was arrested f