"Sly, we met again. Isn't it wonderful?" Claudia was delighted to meet Sly again after a decade. From the last time she saw him, he was still attractive but more matured. He was still every woman's dream. He still walked as if he ruled the world. Claudia missed the time when she was the most important person in his life. Sly, on the other hand, was rather peaceful. He always thought that seeing Claudia again will make him angry but he was rather grateful. He understood that he wouldn't have had Monica if Claudia didn't leave him therefore, he shook his head and turned to leave. "Wait! Look, I'm sorry for everything. It wasn't my fault. Your mother paid me but if you want..."
Sly walked away without a word before Claudia finished speaking. To him, it was a waste of time. Filled with envy and jealousy, she barged into Monica's room. Monica was waiting for Alisha and the girls to return. She held her gown admiringly, seemingly not able to wait to walk down the aisle. She thThanks for reading. Please watch out for the final chapter tomorrow. I appreciate your coins, your gems and comments. They warm my heart. Thank you.
"What is going on," Sly asked as soon as James ended the call. Somehow, he felt it concerned Monica therefore, his heart rate increased, his brow creased into a frown. The guests were beginning to murmur in displeasure and Dickson was taking care of the media, his friends trying to put up a show to calm the guests. "You will have to stand firm for what I’m about to tell you." James thoughtfully said, increasing Sly's frustration. "Tell me anything. Did Monica elope?" Sly asked of the worst. "No. Claudia scratched her face, and it's quite terrible. She held a gun to Monica's head when I got there but everything is under control and they are in police custody at the moment," James encouraged but Sly was so furious, he almost walked out to meet Claudia. "Make sure that she never leaves jail alive," he commanded. His voice was dangerously cold, even James feared. All Sly wanted was for Monica to be happy, therefore, it ached his heart that she had to go through this, right under his pro
"My decision is final. I will be back in six months. You should be married by then or every inheritance goes to your brother," Mr Herbert Norman's voice was one filled with bitterness-hushed resentment. Sylvester lowered his gaze, too proud to show the visible chagrin on his face. He couldn't conceal the agony trussing his voice. "You know why I can't settle down." Mr Herbert Norman snaps."Oh, downright I do. Come on, that was five years ago Sly, it wasn't your humiliation alone but our families' too. You have to move on." Mr Herbet Norman poured himself a glass of tequila and gulped it down in the hope the alcohol will give him the confidence he needs to hide his hidden pain on the events of that fateful day. "So easy for you to say - you weren't the one involved and it's not your name snaking on the lips of the media." Sylvester sat on the custom furniture opposite his father. This study used to be his favourite place is this villa. This is where his father took hi
Ice-cold droplets of water chilled out Monica's face, jolting her awake from her dreamland to the fiery glare of her mother, frantically at her bedside with a spray bottle in hand. "You lazy girl. Go find a job and stop wasting space on my precious mattress."This wasn't the first time her mum woke her with this method but during the summer heat, it was nothing. With the fall approaching, the cold tainted her blood, shaking her from the core."Mum, it's cold already, how long must you do this?" Monica's voice was shaken by her chattering teeth. She lifted herself from a sleeping position to the edge of the bed, hugging her slim silhouette with a blanket."Till you get a job girl. Now get out and do as your mates are doing. Get a good job and for once, be responsible," her mother's unfeeling words sent Monica into another battle of self-consciousness. She was bullied in school but never told anyone. Now she seemed not to be safe in her home too.Her mother was
Her father's pleading voice reverberated in her nerve cells. This would have been a perfect payback for her mama or even Kyle, also mini revenge on those billionaires who think themselves to be on top of this world but how could she deny her father? He was bound to a wheelchair when he saved her from a car accident. He never complained about her being jobless for months and tried to protect her from Mrs. Del's outcries. Her brother was not one to show her any concern with the pressure he carried on his back, making him distant towards her, which to her meant he didn't care but was rather the opposite. Her brother didn't want to burden her with the company's problems. The stone wall encircling her heart began to fall, leaving her at the mercy of fulfilling her father's plea. Her defense dropped with every step she took towards her father. "For your sake dad, just for your sake." She hated the line of a smirk on the corners of Sly's lips. "Alright then, you hav
Sly looked on, completely raged. The registrar was extra patient because he knew who Sly was but when fifteen minutes passed like a second, even he was annoyed. Sly combed his dark brown hair with his fingers in frustration. He couldn’t understand the woman sitting beside him. Maybe he hasn't made the effort to under her in the first place. To him, this was just a contract but for her, it meant a lot. When he couldn’t wait anymore, he yanked her by the arm after excusing himself from the registrar. They walked around till Sly found a small empty room. He shoved Monica in with himself and locked the door. The click of the keys jolted her into reality. She was alone with Sly in a locked room. What could happen? She has never been in a situation like this. Sly didn’t know what to do. He has never been in a situation like this either. He could have any girl he wanted. Majority would have jumped at this offer and yet, Monica makes him feel like a monster. “Can you exp
Monica and Sly made it through the doors of the traditional Japanese restaurant. As usual, Sky's hand snaked around her. A closeness she was getting accustomed to. She slowly began to accept that there was no way she was going to ever do what she loved. She was going to try her best to adapt to Sly’s ways for which one way was getting used to places like this.The thought did not in any way make things better for her. She admired the neat traditionally set up restaurant. Seated were men and women from different races and colors. She saw them eating with two sticks and her stomach steamed. She never learned how to eat with chopsticks.The man who waited on them’s conduct was a clear indication that Sly frequented this place. “Mr. Norman, we are honored to have you with us once again; we still have your slot reserved,” he bowed gently. Monica wondered when he made that reservation, a question that will only create confusion in her mind.
As soon as Sylvester left the spa, he drove straight to his office, giving the car key to his driver. He was tired of driving. It wasn’t something he loved but in terms of privacy, he did so himself. Josephine comprehended his fragrance a few meters away and knew Sly was around. She composed herself around her desk, touching up a little on her already perfect make-up. Josephine was pretty to the eyes. She stood 6ft, 4 inches tall doll-like eyes. She could attract a man's attention without putting in much effort.“Mr. Norman, I have to deliver the documents to our new companies before 3pm,” she carefully laid out, not intending to incur his wrath. She knew his emotions flip when he was stressed.“I know, and that’s why I am here. Pick them from my desk in the next twenty minutes,” he said, heading to his office without giving her another glance. Josephine was disappointed. It wasn’t as if she expected anything else but she only wished that Sly would admire her and giv
Monica's family had been very well to do and they never struggled financially throughout her life. Even when the business faced challenges, she never knew because things were normal. She had her fair share of affluence she never partook in due to her shy nature. Despite everything, her living condition was nothing compared to what met her visible eyes in Sly's family villa.She no doubt had to admit that Sly's style was way over the top. The villa is one of ultra-modern luxury design. She followed Sly through the indoor swimming pool. Her body yearned for the crystal clear liquid on her skin, but followed on to a place she knew was the living room. The room was so huge two different pieces of furniture were set up. She could see the whole of New York from the large glass window and could tell it was a one-way reflection since she couldn't see the inside when they were outside.The lights were unique, probably custom-made. The luxury curtains stood with unrelated glamour.