Novels by Lizzy Oyinkansola

Don Great’s POVThe mansion finally became quiet after midnight. The guests were gone, the music had stopped, and even the air felt different now. Empty. Still. But never peaceful.I stood near the large window inside my office with a glass of whiskey in my hand while rain poured heavily outside. The storm had not stopped since the attack earlier. My men were still searching for the idiots who dared attack my mansion on my wedding night.“They escaped before we reached the highway,” Marco reported from behind me.I stayed silent while taking another sip from my drink.“Do you think Viktor had something to do with it?” he asked carefully.That name alone almost made me smile.Almost.“Viktor enjoys causing trouble,” I said calmly. “But he’s not stupid enough to attack my mansion directly.”Marco nodded slowly before the room fell silent again.Then my thoughts returned to her.Bella.The girl who pointed a knife at me only hours ago. The same girl who stood beside me at the altar witho

Bella POV. The applause still echoed through the hall, but to me, it sounded far away, like noise underwater. My fingers tightened around the bouquet as Don Great slowly stepped back from me. His expression remained calm and unreadable, like marrying me had changed nothing for him. But for me, everything had changed.The priest kept smiling while the guests clapped and raised their glasses in celebration. Some women looked at me with envy while others looked at me with pity. Poor Bella. Married to the most dangerous man in the city. I could almost hear their thoughts.Don Great suddenly offered me his arm. The movement was smooth, controlled, powerful. Every eye in the room followed him. I hesitated for a second before placing my hand on his arm. The moment I touched him, a strange chill ran through me. Not fear. Not exactly. Something darker. Something dangerous.He leaned closer slightly. “Smile,” he murmured softly. “Unless you want them to think I forced you.”My jaw tightened im

Bella’s POVDon Great laughed loudly. The sound filled the room and sent fear down my spine. It was not the laugh of a normal man. It sounded dark and cruel, like a man already thinking of how to destroy someone.He slowly walked toward me, I did not move back.My fingers tightened around the knife in my hand even though I knew I could never truly stab anyone. I could not even kill a rat without feeling bad. Still, I refused to show fear in front of him.The guards standing around us watched silently.Don Great clapped slowly as he stopped a few steps away from me."Wow," he said with a smile that did not reach his eyes. "That is good. I like brave women."His eyes moved to the knife in my hand."But bravery alone cannot save you," he continued coldly. "If what you promised me fails, you will pay with your life. Not only you. Everyone connected to your bloodline will suffer too."His words were heavy.Any other woman would have started crying but for me I was already tired of fear.Ti

Author’s POVThe gates of the Romano Estate slowly opened as one black car followed another into the vast courtyard.A sharp announcement echoed across the grounds.“Boss Jen has sent his tribute to Don Grant!”Inside the grand hall, Grant Romano sat at the head of the room, his posture relaxed but his presence suffocating. At the announcement, he scoffed and glanced at the man standing beside him.“Go out there and see what he thinks is worth offering me,” he said coldly to his underboss. “If it’s not valuable enough, send it back…start attacking their shipment, stop their business and kill household.”His eyes darkened.“I was never supposed to give them time. He should consider himself lucky my aunt convinced me to let him make amends. Whatever he brought… had better be worth it.”His underboss inclined his head slightly.“Yes, Boss.”He turned and walked out.When Sky stepped into the courtyard, his sharp eyes scanned the scene. Several black cars stood lined up in silence.Better

Bella’s POVI walked into the ballroom and immediately sensed something was wrong.Granduncle was pacing back and forth like a caged beast. My parents, my brother, Scarlett’s parents, her brother and sister-in-law—everyone stood stiffly in place, their faces pale and tense.“What’s going on?” I asked calmly.Granduncle stopped and glared at me as if I were the cause of his fury.“It’s Scarlett,” my brother answered before he could explode. “We can’t find her.”I widened my eyes, feigning shock.“What do you mean you can’t find her?”“What he means,” Granduncle roared, “is that she ran away! Today is the day we were supposed to hand her over to Grant Romano. We already informed his family we would give our final answer today—that’s the only reason he hasn’t moved against us yet!”His voice echoed violently across the ballroom.I lowered my gaze slightly, masking my thoughts.“Did you search her room properly?” I asked carefully. “Scarlett doesn’t seem like someone who would run away wi

Bella POVThe storm raged so violently it felt strong enough to tear the car apart, but I didn’t care.All those years of promises—every whispered vow, every touch, every assurance—it had all been a lie.Even the day I told him about fighting with that arrogant socialite, he had said he was rooting for me. Rooting for me… while he was already choosing her.Everything still felt unreal, like I would wake up any moment and laugh at how foolish the dream had been.I thought I was going to escape my family with him.Instead, he used that weakness against me.The rain grew heavier, slamming against the car roof, but strangely… it didn’t feel cruel. It felt cleansing. Like the storm outside was washing away something rotten inside my chest. The pain still burned, but beneath it, something else was rising.Strength.Was it a crime to be born into this family? Was it wrong to hope for love?By the time we arrived at the estate, the rain had soaked the ground into thick mud. Instead of heading