Nobela ni Mila Amora

BellaIt was a known fact that research was just curiosity with a paper trail. The only thing I was sure about was how curious I was about Lucas Wenmore for twelve hours, and the trail started to smell like smoke. After the ugly encounters I have been experiencing, I knew one day , it would be way out of my control. After repeatedly thinking about it, I realized that the control can as well be in my hands. I spent hours on the computer searching for his company, the capital and all his assets. I realized that it was incorporated in the same year my father's debt became out of control. I looked down and became anxious about who and who were the board of directors of the company. I was holding my heart in my hands. It began with a simple plan. I told myself I would look up his company, read a few articles, and go to bed knowing a little more than I did that morning. But I plan events for a living, and the part of my brain that checks every vendor, every permit, and every back door b

BellaThe Bracelet sat on the desk between us like a confession neither of us was brave enough to finish. The doctor checked me up and recommended that I avoid stress at all costs. I literally fainted. I backed out without any warning. What was Lucas doing? The things he did were already enough. Later that evening, Alex finally summoned Lucas to the mansion. They spoke so casually, almost like they already knew themselves. “He's coming and I'm going to set things straight," he added after the call ended. “What's that going to do? As much as you don't want to believe what I'm telling you, I wonder what you're going to do when Lucas finally tells you the truth." I understood. Alex picked it up the way a man might lift something that could still burn. His fingers closed around the thin metal with a care I had never seen from him. It was not with documents, not with glasses, not even with me. He turned it over once, twice, watching the light catch the small engraved edge. The roo

BellaI wanted to be so lackadaisable about what was going on, but my baby kicked. I wanted to give him a hard slap on his face for being so nonchalant all along. I wanted to push him away and warn him subtly to never treat me the way he always did. But the shadow never stopped coming closer—The one moment I was always looking out for was coming to an abrupt end. I didn't know what to do about it. “Sir! Mr. Blackwood! I'm so sorry to interrupt, but there's a man at the entrance of the gate. He demands to see you urgently," the security man panted. It was obvious he was running, big when he got up here and saw us, he gave us a bit of time. "Why have you decided to come now?” Alex rudely retorted. It almost felt like he was enjoying the moment as well. He acted off like, you have always had me in your mansion. Why are you deliberate on acting differently tonight?Because I saved his reputation?I moved away and stared at the security man as he walked out. Either way, I never sto

Bella This marriage was a business transaction. I didn't want to feel anything or plan to walk out of this chapter like it was something I badly wanted The four corners of the room had three different souls who knew exactly what they were doing. Alex, Valerie and myself carried the weight of the news in the air. It was so difficult to breathe because regardless of the fact that it concerned them, it was myself and Ethan in that photo. It wasn't any of them. We were the ones bearing the cross heavily. Silence sang out loud, so loud that I could hear my heart pound so deeply in my chest. My breaths went deeper as I tried to inhale, and the fake attention I was getting from Valerie—Nothing made sense. Was it all planned?“Are we just going to remain quiet?" Alex broke the silence. “What do you even mean? I have been waiting for Bella to say something…" Valerie cut in. Truly, she didn't change. Her opinion wasn't needed and it would have been better if she didn't say a word. I w

Bella The worst betrayals in my life had always worn a familiar face. I should have been better at recognizing them by now.I got from my bed feeling a bit musty and moody, little did I know that there was a bomb right by my side. My phone kept beeping over and over. My heart raced as I overheard a loud noise on the door. It sounded like the person had been there for hours. I left my phone first and went on for who could be at the door. It felt like I had made the wrong decision, but there was no other way to clear off the air of fear.“Who took these pictures? What's all of this? How dare you want to ruin every single thing that I have toiled to build?” The rage I got from my dearest contract husband left me standing still in my night robes, big eye bags and a face of disgust for something I had no idea about. “Can you at least have a proper communication with me? You are shouting, you are raging and I'm not getting anything from you," I replied out of disgust. "You know it's

Bella He appeared at the edge of the charity luncheon like an afterthought. The type someone must have planned quietly and very carefully. I had learned that by then nothing in Alex Blackwood’s mansion was an accident. Nothing was an accident. Everything was quietly planned and looked at. After all the chaos, I was here properly dressed in the most luxurious gowns and jewelry from his brand and going solo at a women's in business luncheon. He made me a Blackwood Foundation representative. It was awkward that I wasn't here with him. He would have buried his eyes on me. He would have wanted to watch my every move. Tonight was totally…totally different. I was as free as a bird. No one was going to control where I was going and what I had to do. I could freely engage with anyone without feeling any sort of remorse. I wouldn't have to feel indebted at any point. It was such a glorious feeling, with no perfect description. Everyone sat on the Champaign table. I lingered with my thou