Novel-novel oleh Ronnie Devan

Dalia’s p.o.vI have never seen him look like that, with sweat dripping off his ripped body. As he laughs and runs after the basketball, I got to experience a side of him, he probably will never show me. He looks free, and I envy that."Alex, look alive!" He shouts at his assistant who is probably doing his best, but is still not good enough for him.I don't know much about basketball, but I know they are too few of them to make two complete teams. That plus the empty bleachers, I am sure it is not an official game. But they still give it their best.I was on my way to make a proposition to Sophia to be my assistant, when I saw his car make a stop in front of a building I have never been in before. I am not sure what I expected to find, but it was definitely not this. I watch as he runs between the sweaty masculine men, dribbling towards the hoop. I find myself smiling when he scores. "Baker, take it easy on them," a guy I have never met who is sitting on the courtside shouts. J

Dalia's p.o.vIt takes me a while to realize what is happening. I push him away. When I open my eyes, disgust is all I see in his. He lifts his hand and wipes off his lips, like he is trying to wipe my taste off them.I hate that it bothers me. "We should head back. They will start looking for us," he turns the horse and we start riding in the opposite direction. Somehow with him breathing on my neck, and the thought of the disgusted look on his face after the kiss, the wind doesn't feel freeing anymore.He helps me down the horse when we get to the stables. I wait around awkwardly as he returns each horse to its stable. "Can we go home?" I don't feel like entertaining his family. "I'll call the chauffer for you," he answers. My hands are still shaking, even after taking a shower. It is two hours since we last parted, and the near death experience is still fresh in my head. I walk to my kitchen. It is filled with a sweet aroma like always. A different chef, than the one that was

Dalia's p.o.v"So, you're Jaden's new wife?" She looks intrigued as she studies me. "Yes, and you are?" "I'm Brandy, his sister."Of all the research I have done, I had no idea he had a sister. Not even once was she mentioned by Delilah. "It is very nice to meet you," I tell her politely. She gives me a sweet smile. I would have never guessd that these two are related.She turns back to her brother. "She is very pretty," he glances over at me, like it is the first time he is seeing me. Seeing me, and not her. "Yes, she is." I let a small smile escape. His eyes catch it and I stop myself immediately. The chefs bring in the food. I have not eaten anything after Hansel's death. I look at the scrumptious spread in front of me. Everything that had seem so emmergent, goes to the back of my mind. I am only thinking of getting some food inside me.The food is good, really good and I enjoy every bit of it until I am too full to eat anything more. "Don't you ever feed her?" I look up to

My head is killing me. I roll around in bed, before the realization hits me. I simply do not think I can exist in a world where he doesn't. I drag my feet to my living room. Today even the number of people wandering around don't faze me. I flop myself in front of the huge screen I haven't watched even once before.I am not sure what is on and whether it is interesting. "Miss what would you like to have for breakfast?" I look up at the face staring impatiently down at me. "What did you say?" I shake my head. "I asked what you would like to have for breakfast?" She repeats her question. "Just coffee," my answer seem to have put her in a slightly better mood. Within less than ten minutes she comes back carrying a cup of black coffee. I take it. I have no strength to smile at her. I wonder what has ruined her morning. "Have you seen the young lady? She is not in her room," Jaden's voice is clear. I don't hear an answer, but he comes into the living room.Relief sets in his eyes whe

Dalia's p.o.vI try getting off from the pavement, but my body is too weak. All over sudden a chill takes over me and I start shivering. Jaden takes a step towards me, and I cringe. He did this, I am sure he did. But how could he?"Get up," he is extending his hand to me, but my eyes are fixed on the cold body of the only man I have ever loved. He is dead. I am alone. I am really alone now. "Dalia get up," he commands me. He is angry, but I don't care. He leans over me, when I don't move. He lifts me from the ground."Put me down," I hit his chest as he starts walking away. Walking away from my Hansel. "PUT ME DOWN!" He increases his pace. I am looking behind me as the ambulance arrives.The paramedics surround him, and the truth sets in. I will never see him again. I stop hitting him, and allow my husband to peacefully carry me away. I clench collar of his shirt tightly and hold back the tears that threaten to escape. He holds me on his lap on the drive home, and I don't figh

I was too brazen before, that I know. As I try to lull myself to sleep, his face keeps coming back to me.He had looked at me like he wanted me dead and I can't blame him.I signed the contract. I knew the terms going in.I toss and turn, until finally I drift off to sleep dreading tomorrow. I bury my face in the pillow when the sun rays get too bright.I take a while to come to. When I finally open my eyes, I find him sitting at the edge of the bed.I quickly sit up. "Why can't I go into your room while you keep coming into mine?" I ask him, drowsily.He looks at me and his eyes linger on my cleavage for a while. I pull the covers up. He smirks before raising his eyes to mine. "You should have added that clause before signing," he says dismissively."Can I add it now?" I am not sure waking up with him by my side is something I can get used to."Too late," he answers with humor in his eyes.I would like to continue this conversation, but some other time."Anyway, what are you doing h

Avan's p.o.vMaybe coming here wasn't as good as an idea as I had initially thought. So far Vienna has managed to keep her curiosity regarding my relationship with Amelia to herself.But that is about to end. I hear her footsteps even before the door opens."Hey love," l look up at her as she hastily closes the door behind her. "I can't leave you alone for a second," there is the warmth in her eyes like there always is when she talks to me. She turns to Vienna who has gone back to clutching her phone again, like she is holding on for dear life. "How have you been? It's been a while," she asks politely. "I have been good." I smile at the politeness covering up for whatever it is they really want to say to each other."You look good, not like the way you were when we first met," Amelia tells Vienna, and they both turn to look at me. We have never talked about the fire or even the way I had held her. After I came back we have barely talked.I feel like something between us has ch

CONSPIRANCY REGARDING THE RAY FOUNDATION; IS THE BILLIONAIRE HEIR RESPONSIBLE FOR THE DISAPPERANCE OF THE PROJECT MANAGER?The headlines are huge, and they are on every newspaper stand. I slow down and get one for myself.When I get to work, there are journalists waiting outside my office. “Do you know Mr. Avan Ray?” The first one to notice me, asks making everyone turn to face me.I have never been a fun of attention. I look around until I see a familiar face at the back of the crowd. Christine looks as confused as me.She points to my office. “I have no idea what this is about,” I start making my way to my office. They don’t make it easy.“Do you know where he is?” Another journalist shouts. I assume him. “Is he your patient? Is he a danger to others?” Another one asks.I am still making my way through the crowd of information hungry journalists. “Is he crazy and did he kill his project manager?” Before this morning I did not know about the existence of this project manager or of he

"What is the meaning of this?" She has a sadistic smile on that I have never seen before. I try unlinking my arm from Kerrick, but he won't let me. "What is it to you?" He spats at her, and I cringe. "I was not asking you," her eyes are fixed on me. I open my mouth and close it without saying anything. What am I supposed to say that is not a lie, and that won't make her feel betrayed. They are both staring at me. Jade is waiting for an explanation, an acceptable excuse. At this point I feel like even a well crafted lie would do. Kerrick is looking at me confused, unaware of the promise I made to Jade. "It is exactly what it looks like, we are out on a date," he says, still wondering why I am finding it hard to find my words. "Oh, and how was it?" Her face is still curved into that sadistic smile. "She is a delight," Kerrick gives me a smile. I have given up trying to wiggle out of his hold. "What about you?" She is staring daggers at me. Maybe if I tell her the date was bad

I am trying to talk myself into going through with it. It is just a meal. I can feel his eyes on me, but I don’t have the courage to look at him. I am afraid he will see my hesitation.“Are you cold?” I shake my head no. We are at the hotel entrance. I take a deep breath as he opens the door.I walk in, and he walks slightly behind me. It is a nice hotel, charming and romantic. He pulls my seat for me.After settling, a waitress brings us our menus. I hide behind mine, trying to compose myself. “Have you decided?” The waitress is flicking her pen impatiently on her note pad.“I’ll have spaghetti and meatballs,” Kerrick answers, giving her his menu back. I have not had enough time to decide.“I’ll have the same,” I give her my menu too. “How about drinks?” she asks holding both menus in one hand and her writing pad in the other.“A glass of white wine,” she nods, before looking at Kerrick. “Scotch,” he answers.“How is work?” I ask him. He thinks for a minute, as if measuring his answe

I close my eyes and dive into te pool. It is almost dark and I am the only one in the pool. I enjoy the coolness of the water. Focusing on the feel of the water, is relaxing. I swim to the edge before coming up for air. I find Kerrick waiting for me. "You scared me," I get out of the pool."Sorry," he says sincerely. I walk ahead of him. I get a towel and start drying myself, before turning back to him. "So why are you here?" I still haven't had a chance to bring up what I found in his office and I am not sure if I should. "Go out with me," he blurts. I stop drying my hair. I am not sure if I heard him correctly. "What? Like a date?" His eyes dart to the side before finding their way back to mine. "Yes a date." I can't help the smile that creeps on my face. But the happiness is short lived. I remember my talk with Jade. "I am sorry, but I can't," I start to walk away. "Why not?" He asks following closely behind me. "I have my reasons," if they are to reconcile he should never k

It smells just like I remember it. There are people everywhere.I walk directly to his office. "What were you thinking?" I hear someone shouting from the other side of the door."He is guilty, I know it," Kerrick's voice comes across clearly."That doesn't matter," the other person says. "What does?" "The fact that you arrested Avan Ray based on your gut," the other person argues. "Well, I am never wrong and you know it," Kerrick is being his usual hot headed self."Well, make something stick or it is your neck on the line," the door swings open before he can defend himself. The captain storms out, his face red in anger. I remain standing at the door way and watch as Kerrick runs his fingers through his hair in frustration. "You arrested Avan without any evidence?" I am not sure why I am shocked.I have always known that Kerrick is not a huge fan of Avan. I should have known that he would have found a way to arrest him.He turns around to face me. "Not you too," I walk into his di