LOGINShare
CHAPTER 2
publish date:
2025-02-28 15:23:57Alexander's POV
“Your mother called twice,” Victor, my assistant , tells me as he stands by my desk. I just came to the office and my mother is already bothering me. I sighed, irritation creeping in already “what does she want” “The usual, a wedding” He said showing me the list of socialites she thinks are suitable for me arranged on a paper she sent over. I didn't even bother to collect it. I don't have time for that when the East Coast drilling project is on the verge of a PR disaster. “Throw it away.. what's the update concerning the environmental violations at the East coast drilling site” My tone was firm and sharp. “I'm still trying to get a hold of the HR sheets. They need to run reports so I can identify the root cause and find a solution." “Okay, we need to get rid of that quickly and do it quietly. We don't want it getting to the wrong ears. “Yes sir” He answered without hesitation. Victor understood the gravity of this so I knew I could trust him with this. “You can go” I dismissed him with a wave of my hand. Immediately he left, I leaned back into my seat trying to think of a solution. After reading through some files, I headed back home. As I got home, I entered the house. I heard laughter coming from inside. My mother's “Oh my dear, Let's be going”. She told the person, her voice filled with amusement. As I turned the corner, I froze shocked at the person beside her. Victoria Langford, She looked up at me. Her ice blue eyes lit up immediately she saw me. I knew she would try to talk to me with her fake pleasantries and her annoying high pitched voice. She was dressed in a nude silk dress hugging her model-like shape. She was sexy. I won't lie but she was like a pest. "Alexander, you're back," Eleanor greeted, facing me. "How was work?" She pulled me into a brief hug, but I barely acknowledged it. "It was fine, Mother." Victoria parted her lips to greet me, but I cut her off with a nod and walked past them, uninterested in entertaining whatever game they were playing. Later, I made my way over to Daniel's place. The only person that understood me who could help me think clearly. “My mother is at it again,"I said, taking a seat on his couch. “Let me guess…marriage” “Yes, I'm fed up. I don't even want a wife. I have no interest in getting married or any emotional entanglement but I need to get her off my back.” Daniel finally looked up at me. “Why are you so against love? You know, One day, your indifference will cost you everything”. I scoffed. “You sound just like her”. He sighed, shaking his head without saying anything. The next morning, when I arrived at work. Victor was already waiting for me. Immediately I stepped off the elevator and he gave me a letter. “Your mother asked me to give you this” He handed me a paper. I didn't want to open it because I already guessed the content inside. But then I did. A date with Victoria Langford, Unbelievable. I squeezed the paper and tossed it to Victor. “Throw it away, I need a drink”. The bar was quiet when I walked in. It was what I needed right now. Silence. I ordered a glass of whiskey, downed it in a go. It burned my throat, strong the way I needed it to be. I needed more. I ordered more, drinking my frustration away. I didn't even notice my environment then a lady walked up to me asking me If i needed anything else. She looked familiar. Her curly lush Brown hair packed in a messy bun. She was different. “Yes..you” The alcohol had already kicked in. I had no idea when that came out or when I even dragged her towards me. Her eyes widened in shock but my grip on her was firm not forceful. She smelled of something sweet and enticing. I held her by the waist and before I knew It, my lips crashed on her lips.
Latest chapter
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 48
— SOPHIE —I did not call him.Calling felt wrong. The phone at your ear when you heard something like this, the specific distance of it, the way it allowed a person to be alone in the worst moment because there was no body in the room, no hand to reach for, nothing physical to anchor them when the floor went out from under them.I drove to his apartment.It took twenty-three minutes. I know because I counted them the way you counted things when your mind needed a task to keep it from the thing it was carrying. Twenty-three minutes of New York moving past the window and my hands on the wheel and the words I was going to say assembling and dissolving and reassembling in a sequence I could not settle on because there was no right sequence. There was no version of these words that was better than another version. There was only the saying of them and whatever came after.I parked.I sat in the car for a moment.Then I went up.***He answered on the third knock.He was in a sweatshirt an
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 47
— VICTOR —I had been with the Sterling family for twenty-two years.In twenty-two years I had delivered a great many things to a great many people in this house. Financial reports that changed the direction of the company. Legal communications that required the specific measured handling of information that carried weight. The news of Reymond Sterling's voluntary departure, which was not voluntary and which I had been present for in ways that the official record did not reflect.I had never delivered anything like this.I stood outside the study door at two seventeen in the afternoon with a phone in my hand and the officer's words still sitting in my chest where they had landed forty minutes ago when the call came through the company line because the personal number had not been answered and they had gone to the next available contact and I had been the next available contact.Personal effects recovered.A bag. Documentation. A rosary.I had stood in the corridor outside the kitchen
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 46
— ELENA —The safe house was in Connecticut.Not what I had expected when I imagined the word safe, not warm, not hidden, not the specific cozy concealment of something built to comfort. It was a house that communicated function rather than feeling. Clean lines. Minimal furniture. Windows that faced a direction that gave nothing away about where exactly in Connecticut we were. A house that had been used for this purpose before and showed it in the specific, impersonal quality of spaces that were everyone's temporarily and no one's permanently.I had been here for four days.Four days of the driver bringing food that I ate mechanically at the kitchen table. Four days of a phone that could receive but not make calls, De Luca's restriction, explained without apology by a man I had still not met in person, communicated through the driver who was the only human contact I had. Four days of a pregnancy that was advancing with the relentless biological efficiency of something that did not car
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 45
— ELENA —Sophie woke me at four AM.Not with a knock. She came through the apartment door with the key Dr. Osei had given her and she crossed the room and she put her hand on my shoulder and when I opened my eyes she was already looking at me with the expression that told me before she said a word that something had changed."We need to move," she said. Quiet. Immediate.I sat up. "What happened.""Someone called me," she said. "A number I did not recognize. A man. He told me the clinic had been compromised and that you needed to leave before morning."I looked at her."De Luca," I said."I do not know," she said. "He did not give a name. He gave me an address and told me there would be a car outside in twenty minutes." She held my gaze. "Elena. I think we should go."I was already getting up.I did not have much to gather. The bag I had brought was already packed, had never been unpacked, had sat on the floor beside the bed like something that understood its own purpose. I picked it
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 44
— ALEXANDER —I sat in the back of the car with the clinic building forty feet away and the unknown number on my screen and I answered it because not answering felt like the worse option and I had run out of good ones.Silence first.Then a voice.Male. Unhurried. The accent underneath it like something deliberately managed, European in origin, smoothed at the edges by years in rooms that did not have a single country. The voice of a man who had learned to be fluent in the language of whatever room he was currently occupying."Mr. Sterling," the voice said.I went still.He knew my name. He had called my number. Neither of these things were supposed to be possible for a person I did not know and the fact of them told me something about the nature of what I was dealing with before he had said another word."Who is this," I said."Someone who knows where your wife is," the voice said. "And who would prefer that you stay in that car."I looked at the building. At the lamp in the ground f
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 43
— ALEXANDER —The voice talked for eleven minutes.I sat in the back of the car and I listened with the complete focused attention I reserved for things that required it and I did not interrupt. I had learned, over years of high-stakes negotiation, that the impulse to interrupt was the impulse of a man who was more interested in his own response than in the full shape of what was being offered. I had trained it out of myself professionally.Tonight I was grateful for that training.Because what the voice was telling me required the full eleven minutes to receive properly.It told me about my father. Not the document version, Victor's version, the version of events I had just read in my study. Something older than that. Something that predated the document by years and that the document had been constructed, deliberately and with legal precision, to obscure.It told me about Eleanor. The specific nature of her arrangement with Reymond since his departure. The communication that had bee
CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 12
(Elena's POV)“Ryan, we need to talk.” I told him.Ryan was sitting on the staircase when I got back.At first I thought he didn't notice me. He looked deep in thoughts. His posture was slouched, elbows resting on his knees, head tilted downward. But the moment I stepped closer, his eyes snapped up
Last Updated : 2026-03-19CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 27
Elena’s POVI stood in the shower, motionless as the water hits my skin, each drop a reminder of my thoughts. How did I let this happen?The night keeps replaying in my head like a broken video player. His touch, His lips. The look in his eyes when he took me to the room and entered me. I wasn't i
Last Updated : 2026-04-03CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 26
Alexander’s POVThe sun filtered in through the curtains, pulling me out of my dream.Then reality came crashing back.I blinked slowly, adjusting to the light. The weight against my chest moved. Her hand. Small, warm. Her leg still tangled with mine under the blanket.Elena.The memories from the
Last Updated : 2026-04-02CONTRACT OF FATE Chapter 21
Alexander’s POVThe boardroom was silent. This air was tended and thick, it almost seemed suffocating. I sat at the head of the long polished table, my fingers drumming on the table. I had prepared for this moment but now it was taking long.Across me, the board members sat silently waiting for the
Last Updated : 2026-03-28
You May Also Like
On Her Daddy’s Bed!
Xee write687.0K viewsBegin Again
Val Sims1.0M viewsOne night stand with a Billionaire
Pixiepiu788.2K viewsAccidentally Yours
Shayla HArt1.9M viewsMY BIKER EX WANTS ME BACK
Guddy pearl101 viewsPregnant the Night My Billionaire Husband Divorced Me
Denton Mercer177 viewsFake Dating My Hockey Neighbor
Debbie21 viewsACCIDENTALLY PREGNANT WITH THE BLACKWOOD HEIR
O.A PRESHY11.6K views
