Novels by islamiatadebayo12

BetsyRoman’s secretary, Elena, was tall, poised, late twenties. The kind of woman you’d call flamboyant, effortlessly confident, always looking perfectly professional.But right now? She didn’t look professional at all.So he’d slipped away from the reception just to be out here with her. Were they dating?“Betsy” he called me, voice low.Jeez. I really shouldn’t be here.I touched my temple lightly and sighed. “At least get a room,” I said, already turning to walk away.Whatever he was up to now wasn’t my business. But what if someone else had seen? What if they’d taken a picture?Tomorrow’s headline would write itself: CEO of Saint Corps Caught in Intimate Moment with His Secretary.I started heading back toward the hall. My digestion had kicked in quicker than I thought—stomach already feeling lighter.I stretched my arms up, feeling the soreness in my body. “I should just go get some proper sleep,” I muttered to myself, then yawned.“Well, sleep and forget whatever you saw,” Roma

BetsyHer gaze darted between all of us, a flicker of panic crossing her face before she covered it with a quick laugh. “Oh, I just meant, I wonder why you’d be smoking,” she said, trying to brush it off.Irritation was already crawling under my skin. “Like everyone standing right here doesn’t?” I shot back.The air went still. Of course everyone smoked, including her. The silence felt loud.Oliver cleared his throat. “You know she didn’t mean it like that,” he said, automatically stepping in to shield her.I looked away. Naturally he’d defend her. She was his wife now.“Why are you holding her hand?” Barnes cut in, striding right between Roman and me and breaking our grip. I’d completely forgotten Roman’s fingers were still wrapped around mine and from the brief flash on his face, so had he.Roman raised an eyebrow. “Why are you so triggered, jeez.”Barnes tugged me gently to his side. Roman stepped forward instead, closing the distance to Oliver. “Well, dear brother,” he said, voice

Betsy“And why are you so shocked?” I asked, slightly offended. “Can’t a girl smoke?”He shook his head, a half-broken laugh escaping him. “Yes, a girl can. It’s just… well, not you,” he blurted, like he was still trying to process it.I leaned closer, noticing the way he flinched just a little.“Why not me?” I asked softly, directly.He opened his mouth, then closed it again, clearly at a loss for words. Finally, he forced out, “Well… that’s the last stick.” He blinked and looked away.“Liar,” I cut in immediately. “Give me one. Right now.”When he looked back at me, he muttered under his breath, “Kids really do grow fast.”Then louder, “Fine. Let’s smoke outside. Wouldn’t want everyone here finding out you smoke.”He swallowed slightly.I nodded and stood up at once.His eyes widened as they followed me. “Why are you still sitting?” I asked.He sighed and rose to his feet. I grabbed the whiskey bottle from the table along with a glass.He gave me that look again, the one I couldn’t

BetsyI couldn’t believe even Roman had noticed I was upset.Benjamin snapped his head toward me and stepped closer. “Are you unwell?” he asked.I quickly shook my head, but Barnes cleared his throat. “As you said, we’ll be late,” he reminded them, though I knew he was only saving me from more questions.“I brought my limo. You can hand your car keys to Pedro,” Roman said to my brothers. “I have some catching up to do with all of you.”And that’s how we ended up in his limo.I sat quietly with a drink in my hand while the three of them talked like old times, laughing, teasing, reminiscing. We were only missing one person.Oliver.Barnes and Roman were older than us, but now that we were all grown, they treated us like equals. It wasn’t always like that though. When we were younger, they acted like strict big brothers, always telling us what to do, disciplining us whenever we misbehaved.How time has truly flown.I still couldn’t believe Oliver was the first among us to get married. I

BetsyWe arrived at the ceremony, and soon the groom stepped in first. Oliver wore a white tuxedo with black pants, his hair perfectly styled, a bright smile plastered across his face. Behind him stood none other than Benjamin, his best man, my brother.Oliver looked so happy, his expression full of pride as he faced the crowd.When the wedding bells rang, the groom’s smile wavered slightly, as if he couldn’t wait to see his bride.And then Aqua stepped into the hall. My chest tightened, my heart pounding. It was happening. The wedding… they were about to get married.Irritation bubbled under my skin. I wanted to scream, to shout that this shouldn’t be happening, but I couldn’t. I forced my gaze away from him as we all rose to honor the bride.I had promised Barnes I’d be okay, but with every passing second, that promise felt like it was slipping through my fingers.Then Barnes took my hand gently in his. I turned to look at him.His soft smile was encouraging, silently telling me I w

Betsy The cool water cascaded down my body, easing the ache in my muscles but doing nothing for the one in my heart.I just found out that my second brother’s best friend, the one I’ve had a crush on for as long as I can remember—is finally settling down.But the worst part? It’s not with just anyone. It’s her. My high-school bully. Tears streaked down my face, blending with the shower water.Why does she always have to take everything I want? She took my friends, stole my high-school life with her constant bullying and insults, and now she’s taking the one man I’ve been longing for all this time.I crouched low and cried softly. My heart felt like it couldn’t bear it. I was so crushed, like I wanted to disappear.I stayed under the running water, crying until I had no tears left to give.Eventually I stood, turned off the shower, and wrapped a towel around my chest.I walked slowly into my bedroom and glanced to the side. There, neatly placed on the side table, was the invitation ca