After leaving the company, Kiera placed a call to Iris and the two of them met up in front of a club.
Stepping into the executive club Styling Royals, a sanctuary for celebrities and the elite, Kiera swept her gaze around, taking in the magnificent designs of the place.
“You like it?” Iris’ voice cut through the music to reach her friend’s ears.
Stunned, Kiera could only nod her head in response.
“Hehhe, how does it feel to finally break from the shackles of your past and experience the thrill of a club for the first time?”
“I don’t know but it sure feels great. You come here all the time?”
“Seldomly but yeah.”
Styling Royals was a club with an invitation-only membership. It ensured that only the most prestigious figures in society could enter its doors, some of which were high-end celebrities.
“Come let’s find a seat.”
As they navigated through the vibrant atmosphere, Kiera couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation. She had finally found herself, breaking free from the suffocating shackles of her failed marriage.
It did not take long for them to find a place to sit and discuss everything, down to his cheating and his last visit.
By the time the conversation was done, Kiera was left feeling uplifted, a glimmer of hope flickering within her.
“I am glad you can finally breathe. You are happy and ready to take back your life, Kiera. You do not know how joyous that leaves me.”
“For real?”
“Yes. You know I always got your back and starting now, it is time to dance your sorrows away and feel alive again.”
“I do not know, Iris.”
“Hey, Kiera,” Iris called out with a stern voice. “I would not take no for an answer. Let’s let loose and celebrate your newfound independence.”
Taking Iris’s hand, Kiera rose to her feet and followed her friend.
It was times like this she was grateful she had someone like Iris to pull her u when she was feeling hesitant about some things and talk her into making good decisions.
Just as they were about to step into the dance floor, their path was abruptly halted by Nicholas's friend, blocking their way with a dismissive sneer.
“Well, well, well. Look who we have here.”
The second those words fell from his lips, Kiera snapped her head in the direction of the voice, her gaze falling upon Nicholas and Cristal, who stood intimately close.
“Isn’t it lovely meeting you here?”
“Can’t say the same for you though,” Kiera retorted.
“Hey, step aside,” Iris called out to the guy blocking their path.
“Or what? Are you Mrs. Relish’s bodyguard now?” He snickered at Iris, eyeing her from head to toe.
Nicholas's circle of friends had always looked down upon her, considering her a mere gold-digger, trading affection for financial gain.
Their disdain for her was palpable as one of them remarked snidely, "Mrs. Reish must have had a day off from her household chores. Quite a rare occasion for full-time housewives, isn't it?"
“Is there any law binding against that, Tori?” Kiera questioned. She placed a hand on her hip and placed a leg forward in a stylish manner.
Immediately, Cristal’s voice rang out wearing a thin veil of false enthusiasm as she greeted Kiera while tightening her grip on Nicholas's hand.
“Hello, Kiera. No one is out to get you. They were just joking. Besides, it is true you rarely come out.”
“So?” Kiera cut in sharply.
“I… You see what I mean. No one wants you behaving like a depraved household wife craving for attention which is why I am trying to calm you down.”
Placing a hand forward to stop Cristal from getting close, Tori cautioned her, “Stop trying to be nice to monkeys Cristal. It will only ruin your good name.”
“Or worse affect you. You do not want to be the household rat, do you?” Clive questioned.
The hostility was evident, and Kiera sensed the judgment radiating from the group. But this time, she refused to let their words penetrate her newfound strength.
“It’s funny how you think she is any better,” Kiera stated with a proud smile. “Sure stay away, I do not want to be tainted by her bitchy whorish mistress self any longer.”
“Why you…” Clive’s words hung in his throat when Kiera sent him a cold glare.
“Besides, when I divorce your friend, I won’t have to be acquainted with the likes of you anymore.”
“Kiera stop this. I know you only came here to talk to me and apologise about mentioning the divorce earlier,” Nicholas chimed in and stepped forward.
At once Iris whipped her head to look at her friend. There was no way what he was saying was true.
“I know you must feel jealous,” he began. “But no need. If you apologise like I said, then…”
“Pfft. I see that slap did not ring enough bell in your head if you think for a second that I, Kiera Campbell, came to apologize to you, retract my divorce statement and I am jealous. You’re very stupid, Nicholas.”
He blinked back in confusion. Reality dawned on him slowly.
He had thought she came to admit her mistake, that the sight of him with Cristal had triggered her while justifying his actions inwardly by claiming to have repaid her tenfold for her contributions to his company.
Nicholas believed Kiera should be grateful to him and have understood his choice, knowing from the beginning that he had no love for her.
Howbeit, Nicholas found himself conflicted. Before he had secretly wanted to divorce Kiera but when she initiated it first, he secretly harboured a subconscious desire to reject Kiera's proposal for a divorce.
The idea of severing their ties unsettled him more than he cared to admit, even to himself.
In the midst of his inner turmoil, Nicholas's mood soured further.
Earlier on, Kiera's transformed demeanour and her daring act of striking him had shaken him to the core. To ease his unease, Cristal suggested they go out for a break, an attempt to distract him from the thoughts that gnawed at his mind.
Happily, he agreed, unaware of the encounter that awaited them. In the past Kiera never complained about his late nights and would always stay awake to welcome him, never once visiting a bar.
Imagine his shock when he saw her here only to be faced with an even daring Kiera, one not afraid to announce their annulment issues publicly and embarrass him.
With shock registered on his face, Cristal decided to take matters into her hands.
She approached Kiera in hopes of pacifying her, her voice soft and gentle.
“Kiera, I know this must be hard for you but Nicholas does love you. Look at him, it hurts him that you want to cut ties. Consider the joy in your marriage and believe in his heart.”
Her eyes brimmed with innocence but the devious smirk on her lips told a different tale. Kiera saw through the veiled words, her eyes burning with unyielding resolve.
“Do you really want to lose his love? Wasn’t that all you were about? How can you bear to see him suffering like this when his heart only goes to you?”
Anger swirled in Kiera’s heart and without hesitation, she slapped Cristal across the face.
She scoffed loudly, her anger radiating in her eyes. “Love? Are those the words you say to him when you are trapped beneath him and he is pounding away inside you?”
“What?”
“Don’t play coy with me, Cristal. I do seem to recall you did not think of that love yesterday when you were screaming for him to go harder inside you in his office.”
Immediately tears filled her eyes as she held her cheek with both hands. “Kiera, how can you slander me like that? I…”
“You’re a deceitful venomous viper, Cristal. Why you may have everybody fooled, you do not have me. This is my warning to you. Never attempt to confuse me with false sentiments. Else, slandering won’t be the only thing I would do to you. Remember, I have proof.”
Sensing the escalating tension, Nicholas rushed out with the intent to confront Kiera. “Kiera that’s enough thrash coming out of you,” Nicholas bellowed.
“Cristal has always been good to you. How dare you say those words about her? I will not let you slander her anymore. You should be grateful to her you conniving woman!”
He lifted his hand, ready to teach Kiera a lesson, hoping to have her cower before him like old times but before his hand could reach her, someone stepped in, intercepting Nicholas's path and caught hold of his hand.
His strong presence halted Nicholas's aggression, leaving him momentarily stunned.
“No man born of a woman should ever lay a hand on one.” His voice rang with authority and calm as he addressed Nicholas but the dark glint in his eyes told a different story.
Looking up, Kiera’s heart pounded with a mix of emotions as she glanced at the back of the stranger before her, a flicker of gratitude and curiosity dancing in her eyes.
The Island was a paradise in the truest sense. Something Kiera did not think she would have the pleasure of enjoying.Each moment spent, every second, minute, hour—was like a lifetime compensation for the pain and sad times she experienced in life, both past and present.By the time they returned to the island, the day was already far gone and Kiera wanted nothing more than a good sleep.At dawn, they walked hand in hand along the shore, their footprints getting washed away by the gentle caress of the waves.White sand beaches stretched along the coastline, contrasting the deep blue of the ocean.During their stay, they discovered a hidden lagoon nestled behind the lush green canopy on the island.Slowly, they made their way towards the place while inspecting their surroundings. Once it felt safe enough, Kiera gasped now being in the centre of nature’s beauty."Oh my goodness," she uttered in disbelief.Every place they had been to was different in its way, stealing her breath away an
Taking her by her words, Jace inserted a finger into her wetness. Kiera threw her head back, a loud moan escaping her mouth as she shut her eyes, welcoming the invading feeling of his finger.“Aah, Jace.” Her body trembled underneath him, feeling his dick poke her stomach.“Yes love?”“Faster, please,” Kiera pleaded while stoking his dick faster.Jace obliged but he ignored his need and tried his best to delay his release just so he could bring Kiera over the edge, making her extremely wet and ready to accept his dick.He was painfully erect and knew she might not be ready.He added a finger back in, keeping up the pace and watched as she bucked against his finger, before lowering his body and adding his mouth to bite and suck on her clit then went back down to lap at her entrance.In no time he felt that familiar feeling of her walls tightening again and knew she was ready to come.Rather than stopping, Jace attacked Kiera with punishing speed till he felt her thrash wildly on the be
The pristine beach stretched for miles, but the sight that captivated Kiera the most was the luxurious white yacht anchored a little distance away.Its majestic form cast a striking silhouette against the orange-hued horizon. Up till that moment, her experience at the beach had been nothing short of a surreal time.And now, staring at the yacht face to face, Kiera could only wonder what Jace had planned for her."You know," Jace uttered, drawing her out of her reverie, his hand finding hers, "when I first bought the island, this yacht was the first thing I got. It was the place where I'd imagined sharing some of our most intimate memories,” he hinted.Curious, Kiera gazed up at him, her sapphire eyes shining as she awaited more explanations. "Why the yacht when you have the entire island?"Jace shrugged, the mischievous glint in his eyes revealing more than his words."There’s something incredibly freeing about being out on the open sea. No land in sight, just the two of us and the va
After spending some time outside, Jace led Kiera back into the house for breakfast.Quickly Kiera excused herself to brush her teeth and get prepared for breakfast.By the time she was done, she met Jace in the kitchen and headed over to assist him in carrying their meal to the dining table.“There you go.” She smiled softly. Her gaze locked with his, sharing a moment before they burst into laughter and took their seats.“I made three different types of eggs. Classic French Omelette, fried eggs with veggies, hotdog, foolproof poached eggs and soft-scrambled eggs.”“Huh…” Kiera counted with her fingers. She looked at him, her confusion slowly morphing into a smile. “I think that’s four different kinds of eggs. That is excluding the boiled eggs of course.”Jace let out a laugh at being caught. “I’m sorry love. I did not know which you would want,” Jace explained.“You should know, anything is cool with me. It’s the thought that counts mostly, Jace.” She swept her gaze across the dishes
Carlos and Iris's engagement party was in full swing, a celebration of love that radiated throughout the room. Glistening champagne flutes clinked, laughter and animated conversations filled the air, and the dance floor beckoned to those who wanted to lose themselves in the music.Kiera had bid Cristal a quiet goodbye, their brief encounter filled with unspoken emotions.She knew that healing was a journey that Cristal needed to embark on alone, and as much as she wished to be a source of solace, Kiera understood that some wounds needed to be tended to in solitude.It was time the latter accepted it and moved on just like Nicholas did.Returning to the party, Kiera scanned the room for Jace, her heart buoyed by the love and happiness that enveloped the guests.The swirl of emotions from her earlier conversation with Cristal still lingered, but Kiera was determined to immerse herself in the joy of the evening.Finally, she spotted Jace engaged in a lively conversation with a business p
After the initial shock, Iris and Carlos's parents began to show their support and love.Unlike her father, Maria could not say she did not suspect something was up between the two of them. Before when they were much younger, they’d spend so much time together, even down to sleeping on the same bed in some days, acting all caring and loving but suddenly that union and closeness stopped.She had believed it was a phase in their life and decided to let them be thinking they had outgrown such because of adolescence.Turns out they were struggling with their feelings for each other instead. She was both proud and happy that Carlos was the one Iris chose.Whether or not they had taken things further and became intimate, she did not know but as protective as she should be as a parent, she found it giddy and cute that they would be intimate with each other.In all, her support was massively sensed and appreciated.It was a heartwarming moment, and the tension that had filled the room dissipa