Dalia’s POV
“You did it, Dalia!” Emily screamed from the other side of the phone.Yay! I did it... I muttered dryly.“Are you there?” Emily asked after a while. I must have been quiet for too long.“Yeah, yeah. I am happy.”“I know what you are thinking and don’t you dare let it. You’ve done your duty... Let it go.”Is it really my duty? “But,”She didn’t let me finish. “At first I was sceptical about this. Then I noticed you were enjoying yourself. It made you happy and trust me I haven’t seen you as happy as this in a long time. You exceeded our expectations and now the show can go on, don’t think you did it for Eros. You did it for yourself... Even so, I can plan your wedding without any drama!” she adds with a squeal.Well, that was a long speech..“Alright. Enough of the motivation. I guess, I won’t take the credit,” I chuckled bitterly. No one will remember me and I am sure Eros will never know it was me behind the ratings.“But I know.Third person’s POVDalia was about to retire for the night when she heard a loud humming sound which can only come from a vehicle.The time was 9:34pm.She wasn’t expecting anyone. Gently, Dalia removed the sheets covering her torso and made her way to the sitting room. Not many know of her whereabouts.“Dalia?” Mr. Thompson croaked from the other side of the room.“Go to sleep papa, I am thirsty.”“Okay. Good night dear,”“Good night.” Dalia said, walking towards the kitchen. From the kitchen windows, she could get a better look at who disturbed her sleep. She didn’t want what happened the last time to happen again and with that, she picked a butcher’s knife from the rack.They wouldn’t mess with her this time around.Hearing footsteps, she positioned the knife close to her chest, taking her place behind the front door.Suddenly, a knock was heard.“Who is it?” Dalia whispered carefully.“Dalia, I know it’s you so open the door!” Eros
Dalia’s POV“Ya boy’s so fine..” Nurse Alysha cooed at the pictures of my baby given to me. It is a boy, so the scan says. Emily won the Aunty Em lottery a long time ago. I just didn’t see the need to tell her and for a moment, I wondered why I didn’t tell anyone I know too. Not even Emily. I guess I was too caught up in the circumstances surrounding his coming to my life.I raise my head up. “Nurse, can you keep this in my bag?” I hand her the photos but she looks at me weirdly before collecting them.“I can see some tears in ya eyes. Hope you feeling well?” she asked with a frown in her face. I could only see her mouth moving all over the place due to her southern accent but I couldn’t hear her.“What?” I raise an eyebrow at her stance. She was standing akimbo. Oh,“You aren't feeling well. I’ma call Dr. Ryan. Be right back.” She was about to leave.Uh..? no. I pulled her back. “Nurse Aly? No, there’s no need. I heard what you said the first time. He is so fine, I don’t know who he’
Eros’ POVThe door opened and before I could scold the person, a file was dropped in front of me. I frown before turning to the person who dropped it.Of course, Isaiah. What again?“Everything you need to know about the ghost tech man. Real name, Nick Newton and guess what? He is an only child but has a direct cousin. Emily Newton...”I wave my hands for him to shut up. “I know.”His eyes widened as he spluttered. “You know? And why didn’t you do anything about it?”With my siblings on my heels and my company ablaze? No. I had to set my priorities straight and saving my company first seemed like the most reasonable thing to do before looking for the perpetrator.Now I have time to settle this before the visit with family. I already sent a message to all of them. It isn’t going to be that simple.“Relax, Isaiah.” I say, trying to calm the young man who felt he cared about finding the perpetrator more than I do. I raise an eyebrow as I see the picture of a man walking out of a hotel fr
Dalia’s POV“Dalia! Open up!” I hear at the door. It sounds like a female. A happy female.6:55 am. Such an odd hour.. who dares to wake me up by this time.I grudgingly sat up, preparing to talk down to whosoever stood beside the door. Rubbing my eyes, I make my way blindingly towards the door. Yesterday didn’t go as I had planned and I want today to be even better. I don’t need this.. it’s not healthy for my baby..I removed the locks before opening the door as wide as I could.To my dismay, Emily was the one beside the open door. She was waving a piece of paper to my face. I frown ready to ask her to time it down.But before I could say anything, she pushed past me and I saw my dad behind me. Gosh! She has managed to wake him up with all her yapping.“Dad!” she screamed with a loud voice, throwing her thin arms around him.Dad could only smile. Well, it was wiped off the moment he saw my unimpressed face. I was pissed with her and she didn’t even notice.“How have you been?” she as
Dalia’s POVYes, Emily was that famous. She doesn’t know it? Oh yes she does.“Enough of this. Let’s get ready. I don’t want to arrive late or else Jeffrey will chew my head off.” I say, ignoring the look of surprise on her face.What? Was she expecting me to hate her? She is my sister. She is family.Although I don’t know much about Emily’s family, I do know she is one of us. Dad doesn’t mind. I gave her a sad smile as she composed herself.“Here or mine?” She asked and I know what she is talking about. It was always her place. I could never do well on my own. Not with fashion.“Please, take me to yours.” I paused waiting for her to grab her bags. “No more secrets.”She nods her head in agreement. “no more secrets.”I shove my laptop into her hands as she brings out her phone to give instructions to Chris. I am surprised Chris hasn’t complained about the news. I guess he was also tired of the director’s issues. Ego issues. “I have so much work to do. Jeffrey suddenly asked me to take
Dalia’s POVEmily walked past Nick with a smile and a pat to his shoulders. She had other things to do. She shouldn’t have shown her outfit but that can be fixed. It was among workers so no one is allowed to leak her photo to the public.But if it happens...I beam at Nick who had a weird look of confusion on his face. “Invitation card please?” I wasn’t going to let my feelings for Eros ruin my friendship with Nick. I’ll admit things had been a little awkward between me and him ever since that day but now?I think we are good.I raised an eyebrow in surprise as he brought out the invitation card. It was in a cream coloured envelope. Its outside was sprinkled with gold dust. A cute red ribbon adorned its front page and under it was written in cursive handwriting. To Mr. Nick Newton. It screamed elegance and not everyone got that kind of invitation. The leaders made sure of it and I frowned.How did he get it?Only top business men and women can get their hands on it. I fold my hands ac
Betty’s POVI have seen her! The one genius who planned a perfect way to steal Eros from me. I hate to admit it but.. she is glowingly beautiful! Wait a minute.. is she pregnant? And who is that Dayum beside here? I lick my lips eyeing blue eyes up and down.Thirty minutes earlier...“Eros? Why are we going to the show five hours earlier?” I asked Eros, not liking the way he has been ignoring me. He just woke up this morning and asked me to get dressed.Thank God I am always prepared for emergencies like this. When he said it last night, I thought he just wanted me to stay and wasn’t serious about the show.But who am I kidding? Eros West is the life of the show. There is no way he was going to miss it. I got dressed, planning to disappear if I saw an opportunity. There is no way I was going to spend four God forsaken hours at a party that hasn’t started.Immediately I got into the car, I couldn’t help but feel that Eros had an ulterior motive by asking me to come for the show. Why ha
Eros’ POVBetty gives me a stern look. She is hurt, I can see it but this is not the best place to be doing this.“Come,” I have already made preparations for a suite. We could stay there until the program started. I just couldn’t do without seeing Dalia. And she looked exactly like I had seen her the other night.The pregnancy looks good on her. I couldn’t help but feel proud as she waddled across the platform, ordering this and that.I swiped my card and the door clicked open. I drag Betty inside. She refuses to sit but folds her hands and I know what she wants to ask.“First of all, I want to apologise.” I say. I am the one offering first hand for peace. Even though I know what she has done, I keep giving excuses for her. She only meant good for me. “I wasn’t supposed to do all that. But you made me do it.”She scoffs. “Is this your own way of punishing me? We have been friends for years. What changed?”I removed my suit so that I could breathe well. Now, where is the AC remote? Th