Novels by Zee

Ivor The following morning, I was feeling more energetic to deal with those two.I left petals on the bed and walked out of the bedroom. I pressed the control remote in the living room.A few seconds passed, and heavy footfalls walked towards me.“Boss.” Lance greeted me.“Get ten of our men and get the car ready. We are searching for Monica, and I want all evidence gathered on them.” I instructed.“Yes, Boss.” He left to fulfill my order.I walked out after he informed me that everything was ready.Silas called me and tipped me off about their possible location since it's like they just vanished from the face of the earth.We left in search of them. I already let the NYPD know about the situation and where we are headed.They were following closely behind us.We got to the abandoned warehouse. It looked so old and forgotten—rust covered the metal walls, and dirty weeds were growing around the building. It makes me wonder what it took for Monica, who's always about zero stress, high

Renee“What? Why would you think that?” He held my face with both hands. “I didn't even know what happened after losing consciousness.” “I don't know. I just…” I whined, nestling into him more.“Just what? Come on, baby. Do you even trust me?” He looked hurt, and I wanted to hit myself on the head countless times for making him feel that way.I immediately wanted to defend my actions: “It’s just that the pictures were a hard blow, considering how I feel about Monica. I thought you both were playing me for a fool. I didn't think she would go to that extent of kidnapping you.” I looked down, playing with my hand.“Do you trust me?” He asked again.I didn't have to think twice before responding. “Yes, I do.” He made me look him in the eye. “I would never cheat on you, not with anyone and definitely not Monica. She was just my secretary—who isn't anymore.” “You fired her?” “Yes, I did. When I found out she was behind everything that happened with Harrison and Pinnacle Global,” he expl

ReneeAfter the call with Annie. Jesse called also and we talked for about thirty minutes.She also said the same thing — all I am doing now is waiting for him to come back.I couldn't sit still, my leg bounced uncontrollably, my fist clenched and my heart still pounding.I waited and waited till I started losing hope of him ever coming back – I was laughing at myself for ever thinking all that we shared.All that he made me feel and believe this past week was real — I must have looked like a total fool smiling at him.Maybe they are talking about me now and he's telling her how much of a fool I am.‘Fuck, I really played myself. Why did I believe him? Why did I believe the love he claimed to have for me?’ doubt was slowly creeping in like a thief and I had no defense to stop it.Every time I try to think positively about all this, doubt gives me multiple reasons to think otherwise.It was in this endless loop of crazy thoughts — crawling out of the couch to the floor, hugging my legs

Renee My mind has been all over the place.I woke up late today because I slept late—Ivor was still not back.There is no sign that someone has been in his room in the last twenty-four hours. He had asked me to wait for him the previous day—I can't believe he didn't come back and his phone was switched off.Where could he have been? Is he so busy at the office that he switched off his phone?I shouldn't be worried like this.He is a grown-up man, but I couldn't help thinking something had happened.He's never been this quiet before since everything became good between us.If he's running late, he always makes sure to call.I tried his phone again but got the same reply from the annoying phone lady.My phone vibrated in my hand, and my heart almost wrenched out of my chest—with the way it was beating.I couldn't bring myself to check who it was because I didn't think I could take what I was about to hear.My mind flashed to all those books I have read where the female lead got a sudd

IvorI also warned the security at my company never to let her in.I got home very early that day, and Lance greeted me at the entrance.“Boss. We searched the whole house, but we didn't find anything until we went inside.” He brought out a tiny black object. “This was found attached to the hallway chandelier.”I inspected it, and it might look too tiny to be a camera, but it's definitely what I am looking for.How she got this snuck inside baffles me. “Did you check the CCTV room?” “No, Boss.” “Check the camera in the hallway. I want to know who put it there.”There's no way she came in herself to install it and wasn't seen—unless otherwise.“On it, Boss.” He sprints towards the back, where a staircase goes straight to that part of the house.Petals was lying on the couch when I walked in—she lifted her head as soon as I closed the door.“Uncle Ivor? You are back early.” She ran towards me, held my face in her hand, and kissed me.It soon turned into a full make-out that landed us

Ivor After getting the security to escort her out.I called Silas and told him everything that went off. “That’s crazy, man. “You need to be more careful,” he warned.“Thanks, man, for all your help. I owe you one. See you some other time.” “You sure do. Bye.” We dropped the call.And somehow, for the life of me, I couldn't work. I am still trying to wrap my head around why Monica would choose to go down that route.Why? After all, we've been through and how far we've come.My phone ringing broke me from my thought process. It was Petals calling. My face lit up with excitement, remembering how I left her today—she could barely walk.“Hi, baby. Miss me already?" I teased, loosening my tie.She yawned through the phone. “What do you think?” she asked in a seductive tone.“Hmm, I don't know. You tell me. Is the orgasm enough, or do you want more?” I unintentionally bit my lower lip, the taste of her pussy still lingering.“Stop. You are in the office.” “So?” I said with a smile, try

Camilla's POV I made sure to lock my door, then hit my bed not bothering to change, even though I slept all the way through California and I still need more sleep. My eyes droop and I let my body take over. Andrew's POV She left the dining table angrily and she didn't even turn when I was calling her. She's definitely angry. I rack my brain for something I said that made her angry but I couldn't come up with anything.I left the dining table and headed upstairs. Her room was my first stop, after knocking for five times and no response. I held onto the handle trying to open the door but it won't budge. It dawned on me that she locked it.I started struggling to force it but it's not working. “Camilla, Camilla.” The door jiggled from the pressure as I kept on yelling her name but no response.Maybe she's doing it on purpose, I know she can hear me.My ringing tone halted me from what I was doing. I checked and it was f****ng Brielle. Ohhh for the love of God. Can't she take a hint?

Camilla's POV We got to the airport and Andrew was telling me how he had planned a surprise for me but the artist guy ruined it.“Well, what is the surprise?” I asked him, to know if I can convince him to go back so we can do the surprise.“It doesn't matter now because we are going back home.” He tried to brush it off but I am not having it.“Just tell me, alright? If it's worth going back for, then we will go back and why didn't you tell me earlier?”He looked amused by my question, I don't get what's amusing about it. “If I had told you then it won't be a surprise anymore and we are not going back.”With the tone he said that— I know I can't convince him. “Alright, we are not going back but you have to tell me what it is.”He held the small of my back, pushing me to get inside the plane, a male attendant greeted us. And I turned to Andrew, looking at him in question.He dragged me to my seat, placing me in a cubicle that looks like a room but it's not. And that's when I noticed, th

Camilla's POV After what he said, the silence in the car was deafening and I could cut through it with a knife.The driver came back with the food, and handed it to Andrew through the divider. We started eating in silence. I focused on my food till I was done. I was also thankful that he didn't press more on the conversation.He also finished eating just in time for the driver to inform us that we've reached our destination. I looked down at my outfit and I just felt self conscious. “Do you need to change?” Andrew asked, as he was also eyeing my already squeezed outfit.“Yes, can you wait for me outside. You can come back in when I am done.” He nodded and stepped out of the car. I start doing light makeup while still pondering on what to wear.He opened the door again and handed me a set of clothes and shoes. I held it up to inspect it. It was a maroon dress, with a back open and a slit that runs up to my thighs. The shoe was also maroon and it fit.I changed into it asap, and stepp

Camilla's POV We settle down and buckle up just like the captain instructed, but what running through my head right now is when he referred to us as Mr and Mrs Reynolds. Andrew was still staring at me expecting me to say something. I didn't know what to feel or say to him, I mean on one hand mom's angry because I didn't tell her I was going anywhere and that's his fault. But on the other hand, he's apologizing and I can't stay angry at him.I always wonder why, and it hits me like a rock, my eyes growing the size of a saucer as realization dawns on me. I AM IN LOVE WITH ANDREW FREAKING REYNOLDS. ohhhh my goodness. “Here, let me help you.” His voice broke me out of my reverie, I looked up to see that he's offering me his hand.I took it and he helped me up, we moved to the door, he pressed some buttons and it started descending. We walked out of the plane and a car was waiting for us.I remember our luggage, and was about to ask Andrew for it but he beat me to it, “they will take ca

Andrew's POV I watched her as she drifted off to sleep, I smiled as my eyes trailed down to her lips. I inch closer and peck them a little. My little trouble maker.I finished my glass and poured another one while I played a game on my phone to kill time. Talking about time; we have been traveling for two hours now and Camilla is fast asleep.What amazes me with her is she doesn't even get tired of sleeping. I saw the attendant coming from my peripheral sight. I focused on my phone not wanting to have any discussion with her.“Sir, do you need anything?” I looked up to her, staring at her from head all the way to her neck before my eyes landed on her shirt that's unbuttoned down to her bra and her boobs were visible. She's wearing a black bra. She cleared her throat which got my attention.“What are you trying to do? Huh?” She starts fidgeting under my scrutinizing gaze, not being able to answer.“Trying to seduce me?” She licks her lips, casting a glance at Camilla's sleeping figur

Camilla's POV “What do you want to know?” His question came as a surprise because I thought he would lash out because of how silent he was.I turned to face him, tucking my legs under one another, “I don't know; anything you would want me to know.”He did just like I did, tucking his legs on one another, before he started talking. “My mother left when I was eight, it's been me and my dad all along, I still don't understand why she did —-,” he sigh and was silent for few seconds before he continues, “last I heard of her, she got married to her lover and that's like seven years ago.”“ That's where my lack of trust stems from because no one would love you for real but because of what you can offer them so I choose to use them just like they used me.” “My dad has been in and out of relationships but most of the women mostly want him for his money and not him. Your mom has been the only one who hasn't shown that trait.” His eyes were filled with tears as he blinked and bit hard on his l

~ Rayel’s POVPanic clawed at me as Elara’s mental link flickered, replaced by a terrifying image,a dark cave.“She is in danger!” I yelled out. Every ounce of self-preservation melted away, replaced by an urge to protect her.The fragmented images Elara had sent were enough. Mountains, a cave entrance. It wasn't much, but it was all I had. Barking orders to Boris, I rallied my most trusted warriors. We rode with a desperate urgency, the rising sun painting the sky a bloody red that mirrored the turmoil within me.Hours bled into one another as we traversed treacherous terrain. Doubt gnawed at the edges of my determination. Had I reached in time? Then, a flicker of hope. A plume of smoke rising from a clearing in the distance.I felt energetic, so I urged my men forward. The scene that greeted me was a tableau of chaos. Elara, battered and bruised, was surrounded by Darach's men. Her defiance, even in her weakened state, ignited a fury within me hotter than any fire.Before I coul

~ Elara’s POVThe trek with Rufus towards my father's supposed location had been arduous. Days blurred into nights, the dense canopy offering scant sunlight. Rufus remained by my side, my keen senses constantly on alert. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the trees thinned, revealing a desolate mountain range.A shiver ran down my spine as I spotted a dark, gaping maw nestled at the base of the highest peak. It couldn't be. The cave. The one from my connection with my father.Fear warred with desperation. Taking a deep breath, I linked with my father once more. This time, raw, agonizing screams reached me.“ My father, It was him,” I told Rufus.Heart pounding a frantic tattoo against my ribs, I scrambled down the rocky slope, Rufus hot on my heels. The stench of damp earth and something metallic filled the air as we reached the cave entrance. A low growl rumbled from within, sending shivers down my spine.Ignoring the fear, I pushed past the ragged curtain concealing the entra

~ Rayel’s POV"What?!" The scream ripped from my throat, a guttural roar of fury. Ignoring the guards and the stunned look on Hazel's face, I lunged at Dolph. He may have been chained, but that wouldn't stop me. My fist connected with his jaw again, a satisfying blow that carried the weight of my wrath."How dare you!" My voice was a low growl, laced with a dangerous edge. "They're not pawns in your twisted games! You lay a single finger on them, and you'll regret the day you were born!""Rayel!" Hazel cried, her voice thick with hurt and betrayal. Clearly, the sight of me attacking her lover had shaken her.But before I could even process her reaction, she did something that sent a fresh wave of shock through me. Hazel, the woman I thought I knew, knelt beside the now-wincing Dolph and began to help him up. Her touch, gentle and concerned, was a stark contrast to the coldness she had shown me earlier. "Is Elara still alive?" Her voice, laced with a desperate urgency, was directed at

~ Rayel’s POVPushing myself off the bed, a newfound determination coursed through me. The anger might still simmer beneath the surface, but it was overshadowed by a fierce longing for Elara and my son. I wouldn't give up. I would find Elara and my son, no matter what it took.Just then, the door creaked open. It was Boris. Relief washed over me, maybe he had news about the retrieval team."Your Majesty," he announced, his voice a welcome sound in the tense silence. "I've done as you ordered. The guards are heading towards Alpha Dolph’s pack as we speak."I nodded curtly, a flicker of appreciation for his swiftness. But before Boris could launch into whatever he was about to say, I cut him off. Hazel's name was a raw nerve, and I couldn't bear to hear it right now. "Don't mention her," I rasped, my voice tight. "Just find Elara's stepfather. I need to talk to him."Boris's brow furrowed in confusion. "Elara's stepfather? What about him?" It was clear he didn't understand my plan, but

~ Rayel’s POVMy heart shattered into a million pieces. Years of love, devotion, poured down the drain. The woman I thought I knew, the woman I had built a future with was a stranger. The truth, a bitter pill coated in sugar, sat heavy in my gut."You... love someone else and have never loved me?" My voice barely rose above a whisper, the words scraping against my raw throat.Hazel scoffed, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Loved? Please, Rayel. It was never love. It was convenient. A way to pass the time." The coldness in her voice sent a fresh wave of nausea crashing over me."And now you want out?" I managed, the question laced with a desperate hope that maybe, just maybe, this was all a twisted joke.Hazel's smile returned, but this time it was devoid of warmth, a predatory glint flashing in her eyes. "Exactly. And wouldn't it be a grand gesture of your love to let me go quietly? A final act of selflessness before I return to the arms of someone who actually deserves me."

~ Rayel’s POV I was speechless, staring at Hazel. She wasn't making things easier. Hazel got up and walked closer to me, clearly frustrated."You're being such a jerk, Rayel! Why are you acting so mad? I told you I was pregnant, and you believed it even though you knew I can't have kids. Why are you getting mad at me now?” Hazel demanded, her voice laced with anger.Frustration bubbled over. "Seriously, Hazel? You can't even apologize?" I exclaimed.Hazel scoffed. "Why would I? I bent over backwards for you, remember? You should be thanking me, not throwing a tantrum."Her lack of regret made my blood boil. "That's unbelievable, Hazel! You don't get to play innocent here. Taking responsibility is grown-up stuff, and you're failing miserably! I hate it when people don’t take responsibility for their actions!” I said. The air hung heavy with accusation after Hazel's scoff. "Take responsibility for my actions!" she spat, her words dripping with misplaced blame. I managed a smile, thin