Novels by Neemah

Juliet I slowly turned to my mother in law. “Provoked him?” I asked lowly, walking towards her. She frowned, taking a step back. “So that gave him the right to fucking hit me?!” I yelled, glowering at her. My hands shook with the urge to hit something. “Well…” she stuttered, shrinking away from me. “If that is the case then maybe I should beat you into a pulp. Because all you have been doing is provoking me”, I threatened. Her eyes widened. “Are you crazy?!” “Of course I am. Your terribly raised son has been driving me insane!” “How dare you say that, you ungrateful brat! I honestly don't know what Declan sees in you. You do not measure up to him in any way. And now you cannot even give him a child. And you think you have the right to complain when you've been nothing but useless?” My eyes burned, muscles tensing as I tried to hold myself back. I would not break. I would not give her that satisfaction. Dorothy Cooper had always been against my marriage to Declan. But he ha

JulietMy hand clenched hard around the device. I scrolled down, vision blurring as I read the chats between Declan and ‘Parker’.Heat burned through my body, rising from my chest until I started to shake. I could barely think. I slowly turned to a peacefully sleeping Declan. And then I saw red. The next second, I was over him, hitting every part of his body my fists could find. “Declan you disgusting asshole! How dare you?!”“What the fuck!” He sprang up. I picked up anything within my reach. Luckily for him, it was a pillow. I continued to hit him, hot tears falling freely as I yelled. “Juliet! What's wrong with you?!” He held me back, pushing me away. My vision and head cleared a little. I looked at him, chest heaving. Breathing to calm myself, I picked up the phone. “What is this?” I asked, pointing the screen at him. The angry and confused expression on his face fell for a moment, and then it was replaced by annoyance. “What were you doing with my phone?” He asked, snat

Juliet I stared at the angry expression on Declan's face, mouth slightly agape. I knew he disliked it when I asked him to follow me to an appointment, but his reaction…“Look, let's not do this now Juliet”, he said sternly. I looked away, blinking back the urge to cry. I heard Declan's tired sigh, before he sat beside me. “I’m sorry for yelling at you”, he said softly. I fingered the duvet, looking down. The way he could go from angry to soft was concerning sometimes. “But you know I don't like it when you bring that up. It's like you don't trust me when I tell you that I am fine”, he added. I looked at him. Maybe it was my fault. Maybe I should not have angered him. “It's fine”, I said quietly. He sighed in relief, nodding. “Alright”, his lips pulled into a small smile as he leaned in to peck me on the cheek. “Before I forget, we will be meeting up with one of my business partners tomorrow night for dinner”, he announced. I blinked at him, then nodded. “I’ll speak with Pr

JulietI looked at the woman I call my mother incredulously. “And you know that I cannot afford to take care of the both of us”. In other words, I would be a burden to her. “And Julian…” she gasped, eyes widening. “Oh my god what will happen to your brother? Declan might not be forgiving enough to continue letting him work in his company. He might lose his job and career”. “I can't believe you're saying this to me”, I shook my head in disappointment. I thought that she would at least show empathy and support me. Mum schooled her dramatic expression. “Well forgive me for being blunt! I was just telling you the truth”, she scoffed. “Right”, I nodded. What did I expect? Mum had never taken my side always thinking Declan could do no wrong. But I had expected something different. “Look at the life you have now, Juliet. A powerful, handsome husband. Luxury at your fingertips. People envy you for goodness sake! And you want to just throw it all away for one silly mistake he made?”It

JulietMy mind turned blank. Groans and moans filled the air until it was all I could hear. All I could see was Declan sitting on his chair, completely absorbed by the woman kneeling before him. My jaws slackened, as I tried to breathe through the suffocation and tightening in my chest. Muscles weakening, the package I held in my hand dropped. Declan's eyes snapped open. “Shit!” He swore, eyes widening when he saw me. But the red head made no move to stop, and he made no effort to get up. His mouth parted, body trembling as he swore. I gasped, grabbing the wall before my knees could give out. I wanted to stop watching. But I felt glued to the scene, unable to tear my eyes away. Declan's dazed expression hardened, his eyes still on me. “That's enough”, he said coldly. The woman raised her head, a satisfied smile on her face. She turned to look at me and smirked as she rose from her knees. I tried to say something. Scream, cry, anything. But everything was stuck in my throat. T