On the top floor of Dixon headquarter, it was a terrace garden where three young and attractive men were drinking alcohol. Yohan Dixon had learned on the glass sailing and looking at the whole city under his shoes while drinking brandy and smoking cigarettes. The white shirt was slim fit revealing his muscles. Rudra Reddy and Ryan Jenkins were sitting on the couch near the fountain. “It seems that he is really worried about his wife's health.” Rudra Reddy's gaze was straight on Yohan Dixon's back. “He is already like that.” Ryan Jenkins was habituated to his coldness and silence. "I see. He can’t change. By the way, did he suppress the news of her illness?” “Yes.” “I had come here to have dinner with this fake couple. I didn’t know it will turn out to be sad.” “You can come next time.” They both looked at the man who had been standing near the railing without taking interest in them. “He emptied the entire cigarette packet.” “I know what he is going through. I don’t have anyt
“I’m neither your wife nor your girlfriend. I am your slave. But whenever you need me to be your wife or girlfriend, I will be.” She smiled sadly and that chrome from her voice vanished in which she was critiquing him a while ago. Yohan Dixon threw the receiver angrily. He had disliked her words. whole bedroom. … The next morning, Sara Owen found herself strong enough to go to the university. She called Gracie in the morning and got ready to go after having breakfast. Nisha tried to stop her but she did not listen to her and went in the car which drove by Jack. Nisha quickly called Assistant Nolan and gave reports. “You never listen to me but you ate that deadly ice cream because he asked you to.” Gracie was mad at Sara Owen. She could not believe that Sara Owen put her life at risk just to fulfil the silly wish of her husband. Shouldn't she at least refuse once? Though she was afraid of him, she should have informed her arrogant husband that she had some issues with ice cream.
“How would it be if you manipulate her and separate her from your friend? She is a robot. She listens to anyone easily.” Rudra Reddy gulped the red wine and put the glass on the table with a smirk. “Bullshit.” He stood up from the couch to leave. “Brother, listen to me. At least you should think once. You haven’t had a girlfriend.” Rudra Reddy looked at her with his palms inside the pockets. There was a slight smile on his pink and thin lips. Undoubtedly, he was cool and attractive. “Look at you. How cool you are! You are dashing. You are rich.” “I am not a fool. I have a giant business to handle. I am not interested in women, darling. So, go back.” “So, you are not going to help me.” She glared at him. “No, I am going back to France. Enjoy.” Scarlette Reddy kept glaring at his back and he left carefreely. He was a successful businessman and he did not have much time to waste on women. ... It was ten o’clock at night. Cold waves were blowing outside but the temperature in th
As soon as her body lifted in the air, she woke up and found her face near a masculine chest. She slowly raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck. His masculine aura and seductive aroma mingled in her breaths and she closed her eyes as if she wanted it. Yohan Dixon stopped near the stairs and looked at her deeply. He was confused about where he had to bring her. Sara Owen opened her eyes and looked at him in a daze. “You are awake." Hearing his seductive voice, she realised it wasn't a dream. She jumped out of his arms. “When did you arrive?" She lowered her gaze but he had already noticed her red face. “Last night.” “I will warm food. You must be hungry." “I am not. Have dinner and go to bed." Yohan Dixon went to the master bedroom quickly as if he was not interested in talking to her at all. She kept staring at his back in amusement. What she had done wrong? Shouldn’t she have woken up? She twitched her mouth and went to the dining hall to have dinner. It was early
Sara Owen looked at the door in a panic. Oh, her face turned sweaty and red. “I am coming.” Before she could stand up after hearing him, he opened the door and they looked at each other for a moment. She swallowed saliva and he noticed her sweaty and trembling body. He stepped ahead and she stood up slowly while holding her trembling palm. “If you don’t like their words, you can refuse. It’s okay. I will handle it.” He was concerned unknowingly. Sara Owen smiled awkwardly. “Not at all.” “Then start sleeping with me.” “Huh?” She looked at him with her widened gaze and wiped her sweaty face with the back of her palm. Just then, Yohan Dixon stepped ahead and began to untie her waist belt of the coat. “You said you are fine with what they say. Let’s share the same bed.” His hoarse voice disturbed her heartbeats and she forgot almost that he was trying to take off her coat. She raised her head and looked into his deep eyes and his warm breaths fell on her sweaty face. “You should
“What the hell?” Gracie gritted her teeth. The manager approached them. “Mr Jenkins, please welcome.” “I would like everyone out of here. I don’t like being in a crowd.” “It’s not a big deal. Miss Gracie will help you.” The manager signalled his staff to leave and the team sadly left the shop. “Please come.” She smiled at Ryan Jenkins and they entered the shop. “Sir, please take your seat.” Ryan Jenkins sat on the couch leisurely and smirked at the beautiful woman. “We have a display in front of you. Kindly check and tell me what would you like to choose.” “Is this the way you treat your VVIP clients?” Ryan Jenkins looked at her with interest. “No, my duty is to welcome VVIP clients and handle their packaging. If you are not satisfied with my service, should I call you another sales girl?” She faked a bright smile and he burst into laughter. “Am I kidding here?” “No.” She glared, “Then chose anything and leave.” “What? Are you mad at me? Weren’t you a big fan of mine?” “
“How?” Neel Dixon narrowed his gaze. Scarlette Reddy put the bottle aside and leaned back on the couch while crossing her long white legs. “Honestly speaking, I don’t like that woman. She has snatched my place in your uncle’s life.” “I was true. You are a sinner.” He smirked and leaned back on the couch leisurely. Scarlette Reddy smiled arrogantly. “We have one life. Don’t you want to get whatever you cherish?” Neel Dixon’s expressions turned cold after hearing her question. He couldn’t decide whether he liked Sara Owen till now or he was just taking revenge because he was replaced. “You are right. If we can't get it then nobody else should get it.” He said while gritting his teeth. “You have a spirit.” She chuckled. “I saw you with her in the university when you were trying to stop her. When I did research, I found something interesting.” She smirked and poured red wine for both of them. “I won’t drink.” She nodded and sipped arrogantly, “I have two plans. One is to destro
Sara Owen left the university campus while calling Jack.“Jack, can you come to the university to pick me up?… Yes, I left early... It's okay. I will wait… Okay."As soon as she raised her head, she saw a familiar man far away who was talking to a man on the street. It was cold outside. Sara Owen swallowed saliva in tension and turned back to go back to the campus. As soon as she stepped into the gate, she saw Neel Dixon with his friends. It had become impossible to go inside and stay outside. She chose to walk away. Sara Owen quickened her pace on the street in tension. She wanted to go far not to be caught by that man. But after walking for only five minutes, her arm was grabbed and she trembled. “Are you trying to run away from me?" A familiar heavy voice entered her ears and she turned back with her heavy heart.“Adrian.” She spoke in her suppressed voice and a smile appeared on his dark lips.“You saw me outside the university and ran away. Your father rightly said that you are