Novels by afeshimayeagiake

Alina POV(Five years later)"Miss Grant, you have a call from the contractor working on the Seaside project," my assistant Clara said, as she walked beside me, ticking things off her pad. "Hold it until after my meeting, but if my lawyer calls, inform him to start legal proceedings for our two stable projects." I said, while pulling out a mirror to check my lipstick. "Your date from last night called about a second date tonight." She hesitated, " I think he might be the one. He's sweet." I smiled, remembering the cute tech guy from yesterday who had taken me to a low-key Italian restaurant and called me his lucky charm. He was sweet, but the truth is that I didn't want sweet, "Tell him I don't do repeats” "You have six lunch requests. One is from the CEO of Derr Inc." she informed me. "Schedule with him. Is that all?" I asked as we halted in front of the office door. She nodded, then adjusted her glasses, "Are you sure you're ready?" "I've been waiting for this day for five ye

Alina POVAlina. "Mrs. Wolfe" I muttered under my breath. I stared at the ring on my finger, still in shock from everything that had happened in the past few hours. I couldn't believe I'd gone from married to divorced to married again in the span of a day. My life was really one big mess. "We're here” my new husband said from my side. I glanced up, only just realizing that the car had pulled to a stop. I'd barely had time to sign the five year marriage contract and redo my mascara before Sebastian had dragged me to his car and informed me that we had somewhere to be. "Oh wow," I exclaimed as I stepped down from the car and stared at the magnificent building before me. "Come on," he said impatiently, heading for the stairs leading up to the large front doors. Inside the building was just as perfect as the outside, with glittering chandeliers, dark green curtains, and thick rugs, expensive paintings and pottery. I trailed after Sebastian , too distracted to take note of the voic

Alina POV"I want to speak to Sebastian Wolfe” I said as I stepped up to the front desk. The dark haired secretary took her time, running a mocking gaze over me, from my dirty, wrinkled dress to my cheap shoes, messy hair and ruined make up. I knew I looked crazy, but I didn't care. I was a desperate, heartbroken woman, and I had to make desperate moves. I was homeless, cashless and hopeless. I had no friends because Victor had convinced me that I didn't need them when we got married. Being with Victor finally made me feel loved for the first time in my life, he was my best friend, my everything but it turned out that it was all a beautiful illusion. "Do you have an appointment?" She sneered, trying hard to contain the mockery in here voice. "Can you just tell him that Mrs. Kane wants to see him?" Even calling myself that name made me feel like retching. "I see that you want to get me fired," the reception spat, hatred blazing from her eyes. "You netter get out of here before

Alina POV"Victor, you've gotten the promo…" my words died in my throat at the sight before me. I blinked in confusion, wondering whether I was hallucinating, but the vision remained the same. The horrifying vision of my husband and his secretary tangled up together in my marital bed. "What the hell is going on here!" I screamed. They didn't even bother jumping apart and showing shock. Instead they took their time pulling away from the kiss, and finally faced me with irritated glares. "What are you doing here?" Victor asked, eyebrows pulled low in annoyance. "W-what am I doing here?" I echoed, feeling like there wasn't enough oxygen in the room, "This is my house." His secretary snorted, "Last time I heard, your name isn't on the deed” "Shut up!" I roared at her. "Don't you dare speak to her like that!” My husband spat, anger rolling off him. "I don't understand, what's going on?" There was no way it was really what I thought, no way that my husband and his secretary were

Alina POV"Oh God," I let out a moan I didn't feel as the man began to kiss a line down my throat, hands roaming all over my body. The man mouthed at my exposed cleavage, making a sound of pleasure low in his throat, "God, baby. You taste so good." Of course I did, I had spent over three hours soaking in a scented bath, and layering myself with perfumed oils and body scents. I arched my back as he began to push the thin straps of my dress down my shoulders and arms, till the silk, slip dress pooled to the floor at my feet, leaving me in just red panties and my five-inch heels. "Damn," he leered at me, "You're a work of art baby, you know that right?" I ducked my head, feigning shyness when really I just wanted him to get it over with so I could go home. I knew what men like him wanted, they wanted the virginal, innocent, blushing girl vibe, and that was exactly what I'd give him. The man bent his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth. "Uhm…," I groaned as he began to s