Novels by Destiny Williams

The chandeliers of the mansion were bright and starlike, splashing golden light upon varnished floors, Bunches of flowers scented the atmosphere as one heard the sound of reverberating laughter and music across the halls and jingling sounds that waiters made around the crowds with flutes of fine champagnes and hors d'oeuvres on their trays."Is everything ready for the toast?" Rafael demanded from one of the serving people. Authority was in his voice while his eyes played around the room."Yes, sir. Champagne is ready and so are the musicians," he said with a slight bow and scurried away.Rafael turned his eyes on Bernice, standing near the middle of the room in her glittering emerald gown. She covers it quite well, yet he manages to see right through it, to the scared smile below. Rafael moved to her, threaded an arm reassuringly around the nape of her lower back."You look lovely tonight," he whispered softly, clear into her ear."Thanks," she whispered, looking into the hall. "I ju

Sheets of rain lashed outside a small café across Liam's apartment complex as Alexander sat nursing coffee that was already cold, which he had not touched. His gaze turned out the door expecting Liam to walk in. Hoping he got his text. The anchoring weight on this day further depressed his body. The sound of defeat played out in his head until the door finally swung open, and Liam came in with drips coming off his umbrella."Alexander," he said, shock mingling with the sudden sobering of his tone. "Never thought I'd be coming in here to find you of all people waiting. What's up?"Alexander motioned to the empty chair opposite him. "Sit down. I need someone to talk to, and you're the perfect person at the moment.”Liam raised one eyebrow but did as instructed, tugging his coat off and hooking it over the back of the chair. "This does sound serious. Let me take a guess, it's about Bernice."Alexander exhaled with a heavy sigh, and the strain in his voice betrayed him. "It is always ab

"Two daddies?" Luca echoed, his voice full of wonder. "Does that mean we get two birthday parties too?"In the naivety of the question, a small, bitter laugh was dragged from Bernice. "Oh, sweetheart…", she started, but her words caught in her throat as tension pulled thick in the air.Rafael hunched down beside him, his features soft but strained. "It means you'll always have more people who love you. But I'm your father, Luca. You and Mia…you're my everything.”Luca looked up at him and furrowed his little brow as the meaning of Rafael's words digested. "But Uncle Alex takes care of us. Is he not our daddy too?"Mia stared at them, clutching her stuffed animal tightly. "Uncle Alex is fun…is he still our daddy?"Alexander had been leaning quietly against the wall until now; he stepped forward, his face composed, an edge laced in his voice. "I'll always be here for you, just like I always have been. But…," he paused, his eyes flicking to Bernice before he finished, "…your real father

The shrill ringtone of Rafael’s phone broke through the tense silence. Bernice flinched, startled from her thoughts as Rafael answered. His expression, initially sharp, softened slightly as he listened.“She’s awake?” His voice carried a mix of relief and urgency. “We’re on our way.”Bernice’s heart leaped at his words. “Mia?”Rafael nodded, snapping his phone shut. “The hospital called. She’s asking for you.”Without waiting for another word, Rafael pulled Bernice to his car, started the engine and pressed the gas pedal, speeding toward the hospital. Alexander’s car followed close behind, his headlights glaring in the rearview mirror like unspoken accusations.“I’ll need to explain things to her and Luca” Bernice murmured, her voice trembling as she twisted her hands in her lap."You will get the chance," Rafael replied tightly, his eyes fixed on the road. "But it is no longer just about you. It's time the kids knew the truth."Bernice's chest tightened; she wanted to argue but knew

"Gate 27B. Last call for flight 489 to São Paulo," the calm, automated voice echoed over the airport intercom.Detective Marcus was concealed behind a pillar, his striking eyes scouring the busy terminal. So excited, he could hardly contain his accelerating heartbeat. He then glanced at his watch-just at this time, Olivia's got to pop up. Every single lead, each and every crumb-into which he had looked-intimidated him before it all boiled down into this. Marcus reached for his radio."All units, Gate 27B. This one's not going to make it," ordered Marcus.Across the terminal, Olivia sashayed confidently through the crowd, arm linked with a man whose face bore a cruel smirk—Sebastian Reyes, the man who had framed Bernice three years ago. They looked relaxed, like a couple off on a romantic getaway. Olivia's sunglasses shielded her eyes, but her smile was bold, too bold. She believed she had won.“They really thought they could stop us?" Sebastian whispered, his hand tightly squeezing

"Run the footage again," Rafael ordered sharply, voice as keen as a razor. Fingers clasping the edge of his desk, white-knuckled. His assistant Gabriel blinked and then replayed the security footage on Rafael's big office screen.Rafael's eyes narrowed as the figure coming into view was one he could never mistake: his nephew, Ethan. Wearing a sharp suit, Ethan navigated the restricted areas within the company with confidence. It wasn't just access to the right places that remained an outstanding thing but what he was doing with it."There," Rafael pointed. "Pause it.Gabriel froze the footage; Ethan slipped a small USB drive into the server room. "We thought it was a cyber-attack," Rafael whispered, his quiet tone boiling with anger beneath. "It was him all along."Gabriel nodded grimly. "It matches perfectly with the timeline of events. Every major breach happened after he had entered the server room.Rafael leaned back, running a hand over his face. His heart pounded with a mixture

Leo’s POVI jerked up at the sound of my phone ringing out so loudly beside me, pulling me out of my heavy, foggy sleep. My head was pounding like a drum roll and my chest was beating fast as I reached out blindly for my phone. "Hello," I spoke into the phone with a groggy voice, and wasn't able to see who the caller was."Good morning, Mr. Leo. I Just want to remind you about your 10:30 a.m. strategy session with the executive team. Since you are not here yet,I think we should reschedule it till tomorrow or should we leave it sir? "What time is it now?" I asked, trying to sit up. My head still pounding."10:00 a.m. sharp, sir."My eyes shot open. "Shit! no, no. Keep it as it is. I’ll be there in a jiffy."I ended the call and rubbed my forehead, trying to piece together what exactly happened last night. The wine. The laptop. The sudden wave of dizziness and passing out.What the hell happened?I dragged myself out of bed forcefully and staggered to the bathroom. The cold water fro

Leo’s POVShe hung up on me? Just like that?I stared at my phone and blinked. Still couldn't believe what just happened. I was still hoping that she would just call me back and tell me it was a mistake.I know she was hurted but she could have just let me explain myself. No matter how upset she plays to be, it's never going to stop me. Not when I've made a lot of moves, trying to make things right.I just sighed and closed my laptop, grabbed my car keys and phone, then stood up from my office chair. It was already late.I don't have to keep sitting here and replaying that call again and again in my head. I needed air. I needed to go home.The ride was short and smooth. As at the time I pulled into the driveway, the house lights were already on. The scent of dinner wafted faintly through the air.“Good evening, sir,” the cook greeted warmly as I stepped inside.“Evening,” I muttered.She smiled politely and added, “Dinner’s ready.”“Thanks. I’ll eat later.” My voice was flat, and I di

Kiara's POVMy phone rang immediately I reached my door, carrying two heavy bags and trying to find the right key. I picked it up without checking who the caller is. I pressed the phone between my shoulder and cheek. The moment I heard his voice, the feeling inside me just dropped."What is it, Leo?" I snapped. "Thought I warned you not to call me for anything work-related. I’m done for the day. How hard is that to understand? Or do you want—"“Calm down,” he cut in quickly. “I know you’re upset, but I didn’t call because of work or Miriam. I just... I called to check on you. To see if you got home safely.”I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "As what? Did I ask for your care?" I hissed. "You better say why you really called before I end this call."I moved the phone just a little bit, pressing it a little harder against my shoulder. I was trying to unlock my door. The force of the bags lying on my arms was much. I don't even know if Sophia's nanny had brought her home from school or if I wa

Leo’s POVI couldn't stop thinking about Kiara. Every quiet moment pulled me back to her.I decided to go to her office to atleast talk with her and probably ask her out on a date.I doubt she will agree to that.she might even slap me with her words first. But there's no harm in trying. Right?On getting to her office, her door was slightly open.She was packing up like someone that is done for the day. "Are you leaving?” I asked, stepping inside.She didn’t even bother to look at me. “Obviously. You can see it.” Ouch. “I only asked a harmless question.”“And I gave you a harmless response,” she snapped, yanking her drawer open and tossing papers into her bag without care.Her tone was cold, laced with unspoken frustration. She looked like she was going to explode the next second.“Come on, Kiara. What’s going on? You sound so bitter.”She stopped and slowly turned to me. “Why wouldn’t I be? When your dog refuses to let me breathe since I got here?”Her voice cracked slightly with rag

Kiara’s POVI’m not caught up in this drama I’m experiencing with Leo and Miriam. My main aim is to focus on my team and the project that brought me here and also proving to Evergreen Company that they didn’t make a mistake choosing me to lead their luxury workspace transformation. That’s what matters. Not this nonsense with Leo and Miriam’s daily dose of sabotage.But distractions don’t always ask for permission.After throwing out the gift Leo brought last time, I thought and hoped that it was the end of it. But no, he didn’t stop. One after another, they kept coming in. Perfumes, jewelry, even a limited-edition wristwatch he knew I used to admire back then but refused to get it for me on purpose. All this and more were delivered with fancy notes that screamed guilt and desperation.“Peace offerings,” he called them.Peace offerings, my foot.He wasn’t fooling me. I knew exactly what he wanted, to wiggle his way back into my life. But I’ve already made it clear, over and over again,

Kiara’s POVI’m not caught up in this drama I’m experiencing with Leo and Miriam. My main aim is to focus on my team and the project that brought me here and also proving to Evergreen Company that they didn’t make a mistake choosing me to lead their luxury workspace transformation. That’s what matters. Not this nonsense with Leo and Miriam’s daily dose of sabotage.But distractions don’t always ask for permission.After throwing out the gift Leo brought last time, I thought and hoped that it was the end of it. But no, he didn’t stop. One after another, they kept coming in. Perfumes, jewelry, even a limited-edition wristwatch he knew I used to admire back then but refused to get it for me on purpose. All this and more were delivered with fancy notes that screamed guilt and desperation.“Peace offerings,” he called them.Peace offerings, my foot.He wasn’t fooling me. I knew exactly what he wanted, to wiggle his way back into my life. But I’ve already made it clear, over and over again,