Novels by Writing goddess

MARK“You are a bastard, and I am going to make sure you lose everything you ever own,” Donald threatened deeply.He was obviously pained.What man wouldn’t be pained? Any man with integrity, power, and authority would feel insulted and humiliated by what I just said, and the fact that it was true made Donald burn with anger. Well, it was time he also got a dose of his own medicine.I was sick and tired of being trolled by him every single time we ran into each other, and since he couldn’t steal my company, he had decided to go for what he thought I wanted the most.Alexa Silver.I did want her, but with my recent conclusions about everything that had happened, I didn’t think I wanted her that much. If she could go this length just to pull me down when all I ever did wrong was not treat her as I should have treated my wife, then there was no need wanting her back.She and Ivy might be stepsisters and of different revenge mission, but they were all the same, and I was better off withou

MARKIvy’s revelation made me utterly restless. I had thought that the feeling of betrayal that came from finding out that I was simply a means to an end for herself, her mother, and her lover, would be heartbreaking enough.But Vector stealing from me?I wanted to not believe it so badly, but a huge part of me couldn’t deny the feeling that Ivy was right. She was in a grieving state, and people in that emotional state rarely resorted to lies. Besides, there were questions that she asked that made me believe that she was right?Vector had no reason to support Ivy in her lies. He did not owe her anything, and also, Vector never really liked Ivy. He was only cordial to her because of our relationship, so why would he stay quiet when he knew that Ivy and her mother were lying to me?I felt the raw sting of betrayal rush through me, and suddenly, the house was too hot for to stay.I felt trapped and grounded. Since the first accusation broke out and Mr. Devon advised not to show up at my

IVYAfter leaving Mark’s house, I didn’t feel horrible for what I did. I thought I was going to feel like shit,, because deep down, I knew that I had said too much, revealed too much, but I couldn’t help myself.I couldn’t control myself.I was controlled by grief and the desire to ruin something. The look of hurt and betrayal on Mark’s face when I revealed everything to him made me mildly satisfied, especially the part about Vector. He would never have thought that his own best friend was stealing from him.That was enough to ruin whatever friendship was going on between them, and it made me slightly relieved, because that way, their plan to prevent Mark from suffering for what he did would be destroyed. More than ever before, I wanted Mark to pay dearly for taking Oscar away from me.I was still worried about Oscar’s funeral and how he would get something befitting, like a good funeral where I would be there with flowers. He didn’t have friends, and I had no idea about his family,

MARK“We lived by your money, Mark. We were in love, and I took care of Oscar with your money,” Ivy continued with confidence. It was as though something had been let loose in her and she couldn’t hold herself back. She continued talking without control and care as to whether or not her words were hurtful to me. Something in her had snapped, and she couldn’t help herself.I couldn’t control the level of hurt that cut through my heart as she continued to spill what I had no idea about. “I could have lived happily ever after with Oscar,” she said and broke into sobs.“You would have been happy with someone who wanted Alexa so badly that he wanted to hurt her?” I asked Ivy.This just didn’t make sense to me any longer.“He didn’t love Alexa! He was only after her for her money, but you ended up killing him and asking your friend to cover up for you,” Ivy yelled.I shook my head pitifully. No matter the turn of event, I would always be grateful that this happened, because I would never

MARKIvy looked angrier and more dangerous than she had been at the station earlier in the day. When I got informed that she wanted to be let in, I was skeptical for a minute, because I couldn’t understand what she was doing here at this time of the night.She didn’t look normal, and it was worrisome.However, before she walked into my living room, I decided to keep record of the conversation.I had played the fool long enough, and it was a visit like this that landed me in this current situation. I wanted to not just be careful, but also smart. Vector’s life and freedom depended on it.Right now, I needed every evidence that I could gather, and also, if Ivy decided to try anything funny or pull a stunt, it would be on record. That would even give us some evidence to prove that she was mentally unstable.Nevertheless, it didn’t stop me from feeling hurt and betrayed all over again at the sight of her.“If you are not going to respond to the question I just asked, then I suggest you l

IVYMy blood surged with so much anger and pain when I watched Alexa’s documentation on the internet, and worse, she had so many people already watching it.Every viewer was asking her to make more documentary videos. They wanted more. They loved what they were seeing. They could not get enough of Alexa Silver, the men fashion stylist who recently just got into business and is already taking the lead.It was almost as though Alexa was taking the spotlight from the pop-star. Wasn’t she supposed to be in the background and non-existent? I could not contain my anger and jealousy. I grabbed my pillow and screamed into it, almost tearing it apart with my teeth.“Who the fuck does she think she is?” I asked myself angrily.I dumped my phone and paced around. Years back, I could proudly and happily stick my tongue out at Alexa, because I got the man her father wanted to pitch to her. It was me Mark Ronaldo met first, liked, and asked out on a date, and not Alexa, the golden daughter of Mr.

Vivian’s POV“Today, we have gathered in holy matrimony to join two love birds, whose love could not be altered with the wave of time; Marie and Vale,” the priest started beautifully.I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched Marie and Mr. Vale, dressed to perfection: Marie in a white flowery down and Mr. Vale in black pair suits. Nancy wasn’t present, because she wasn’t invited, which was understandably so, even though they had all resolved things amicably. However, Bonnie, easy to forgive now that her mother had asked her to, was in attendance. Actually, she had flown in some days before, just so that she could have moments with her father too. I noticed that she was nice to me as well, and she even brought gifts for the triplets who would be coming to the world any time soon.Bonnie sat behind Syrus and I, squealing in delight.“This is the most beautiful wedding I have ever attended!” Bonnie whispered happily, but her voice was loud enough for us to hear her.Then Syrus turned to her

Vivian’s POVI sat on the patio just resting and thinking yet again about everything that had happened. This time around, my thoughts weren’t exactly filled with bitterness or anger or sadness. A lot had happened since Diana showed up here and hugged me. She had confessed that she was deeply hurt and begrudged, but after carefully thinking about it, and of course, discussing it with Marie, she had come to the realization that her brother had fooled her for years. While she had struggled and worked hard to achieve everything she had achieved, Leon had chosen to go through the illegal and seemingly wrong path, and she knew that he would have to face the consequences of his actions. Our conversation also brought me to the same resolution with Ted, and the rest of my family.The trial was held about three days ago. I couldn’t attend, because my due date was gradually drawing near, and deep down, I didn’t want to see Ted’s face and break down all over again. The drug lord, his men, along

Vivian’s POVEverything seemed to be happening in such a rush that it was all too much for me to handle. Syrus’s reappearance and his conscious efforts to win back my forgiveness and affection was also overwhelming.He had lived with Mr. Vale and Marie for over a week now, and he had not stopped persisting. Initially, I thought that he would have given up and run back to his company as he always did, but he hadn’t…yet. Syrus kept trying by words and in actions to prove that he was truly sorry, and I maintained the cold shoulders I gave to him, but still, he refused to relent. Syrus had been ordering flowers and notes for me every single day without fail. According to him, he wasn’t trying to buy my love and forgiveness with gifts, because he knew that I wasn’t that kind of woman, but flowers only indicated his genuineness and love for me, which was even why he wasn’t including any other gift. Also, his determination to restore his broken relationship with his father was evident, and

Syrus’s POVSyrus discovered that his father’s house was not as big as the mansion he grew up in, but it was a very homely and cozy bungalow. The moment he entered, he felt more at home and at peace more than he had ever been.“I will show you to your room,” Marie told Syrus as she led him to a room beside the room that Vivian was staying in.When they got into the room, Syrus was impressed at the neatness and warmth of the room.“Thank you, Marie,” Syrus told her deeply.“I am going to make some pasta and we will all eat at the dining table, so use this chance to rest and freshen up,” Marie said politely.She was about leaving when Syrus stopped her. “Do you think she will ever forgive me and talk to me?” Syrus asked.After he had made himself known as the extra traveller, he noticed that Vivian went cold. She had vehemently refused to share a seat with Syrus in the plane even though Mr. Vale had intentionally arranged the ticket in that format. Syrus could not deny that the hostili

Vivian’s POVBelinda and I hurried to the airport, because after all she had told me, I was afraid that Georgia might somehow know that I was in the city, and she would find a way to hurt me. I was heavily pregnant now, and if anything happened, I did not even have the strength to fight or defend myself.“I will come with you and wait for your employers until they get here. If anything were to happen, I don’t want you to ever have to face her alone,” Belinda said firmly when I tried to dissuade her from going with me to the airport.It wasn’t until we got to the airport safely that I became less worried. Also, even though I had wanted Belinda to return to her apartment initially, I was very grateful to have her here with me. We were able to get a safe place to sit and wait where the cops were always watching and patrolling about.“Do you want me to get you anything from the cafeteria?” Belinda asked when she noticed how weak and tired I was after we sat down.“No, I am fine. I was jus

Syrus’s POVSyrus drove home like a lunatic. He could barely wait to confront his mother for everything he just heard. His entire being was boiling with anger and rage.For years, his mother had lied to both him and Bonnie, and she had made them hate their father unjustly. More so, they had grown up without their father’s love and affection all because of her selfish and greedy desires! His mother was just as cruel and cunning as Georgia; there was literally no difference between them, and now, Syrus understood why she chose Georgia over Vivian. For all Syrus knew, evil always aligned with evil.“Damn, I have been such a fool to let Georgia, my mother, and the company come in between what Vivian and I shared,” Syrus said to himself painfully and regrettably.He wanted exactly what he saw between his father and Marie; love, loyalty, friendship, and companionship, and he did not want to enjoy that only when he was old. He had all that with Vivian, but he had ruined it. To Syrus, he beli