LUTHER..The next morning, I opened my eyes and Joanna’s head was placed on my bare chest, it felt good. The previous night she begged me not to leave even though she was calling Asher’s name. I will do everything I can to make sure she forgets Asher, that was a promise. I know Asher was supposed to be my best friend but this situation is complicated as fuck but I can't help but chose Joanna over him. I brushed my hands on Joanna’s hair,my eyes on her cute face.. Joanna was so beautiful and she was super cute the previous night. The memories flashed over again and I couldn't help but keep smiling. I know Joanna saw me just as a friend or brother but I was waiting for the perfect time to strike. Now wasn't the best time..As I continued to stroke her hair, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. But suddenly, Joanna's eyes fluttered open and I stilled, my hands hanging in the air..Quickly, I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep. But before I could even process what was happening, Jo
LUTHER. “Come downstairs for dinner. Make sure you shower so that the whole living room wouldn't stink with Alcohol” i joked and she raised her brows.. “Whatever.. I will make sure I come down like that so that it stinks!” She yelled and by the way I was already walking out the door. I couldn't control the way I smiled after leaving the room. I walked into my room, a huge smile across my lips.. Joanna is mine now, I will make sure she won't have to go through pain again. I walked towards the table and picked my phone to call Dickson. “Hello sir.” “About my fake marriage to Joanna, make you draft a real marriage certificate. I can't let her slip off my hands this time.” “Okay sir. Has Sir Asher signed the divorce papers yet?” He asked over the phone “No, he tore it into pieces.” I replied. “What if he refuses to divorce ma'am Joanna?” “He doesn't have a choice. If he is stubborn about signing the papers, Joanna would have to get a unilateral divorce.” “Okay. I wi
JOANNA. Two days later..It was finally the day Asher would get the court’s approval and everything. Thanks to Luther, we had strategically come up with a plan. To barge in and annul the agreement. Our plans so far were to reveal Luther and I’s marriage, then my divorce with Asher..I know it would come off as a shock to everyone but that was the plan. And maybe when all of this dies down, Luther and I would go our separate ways..Living with Luther had been so fantastic, I smiled often because all he did was tease me. Even though the world felt like it was coming to an end when Asher betrayed me, Luther gave me hope, gave me the reason to smile again. It wasn't easy moving on from Asher but with Luther in the picture, everything felt easier for me. “Let's go, Jo” Luther started stepping towards the door after coming downstairs. I was prepared before and we were just heading to the court..“Okay” I replied and we stepped outside. Luther opened his car door for me and I stepped in. E
JOANNA. As I stepped out of the courtroom, a sense of triumph washed over me. I had won the case, and justice had been served. The memory of Asher’s attempt to deceive me still lingered. I wanted to doubt that Asher would have done such a thing but thank goodness I saw it for myself. His stupid ploy to get his hands on my inheritance. I couldn't believe he would stoop so low. This made me feel like I owe Luther a lot because he saved me despite Asher being his best friend. Now Asher had face the consequences.I felt a surge of satisfaction as I walked out into the bright sunlight, the weight of the lawsuit lifting off my shoulders. It was a victory not just for me, but for truth and fairness.“How do you feel Jo?” He inquired. I let out a slow chuckle. I felt good, if not for anything else but the look of defeat on Asher's face! As I opened up to reply to Luther, I suddenly heard Asher's voice behind me. "Joanna, Joanna!" He called out, his tone laced with malice. I turned to fa
JOANNA..I hissed"You're bribing me, trying to justify your actions. You could have just shared your struggles..I would understand. There's no one that wouldn't feel bad." I said, my voice skeptical.Luther chuckled. "Come on, trash it. I didn't mean it that way. And I didn't want you feeling guilty. Asher made himself like that.. So, What's our next move?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement. I brushed the convo and moved onto the next since he was back on that energy.. "We need to meet our fathers for the marriage." I answered At least our fake marriage was supposed to look real to the outside world, we need to follow legal protocols. . "Yes, that's a good point.” Luther nodded, his expression seriou.“ We should coordinate our stories and make sure our fathers believe this is a real marriage." He turned to me briefly before focusing on the road once more. “Yeah, so who should we meet first?” “I think yours, Jo. My father isn't going to be much of a problem. He's more
JOANNA. I sat beside Luther in the opulent living room of my father's mansion, the soft glow of crystal chandeliers illuminating the space. My father’s expression was stern as he stared at us and I knew why. He wasn't happy with the whole situation and the fact that I kept it from him. "Joanna, why didn’t you tell me about what happened between you and Asher?" he asked, his voice firm..I exchanged a glance with Luther before responding, "It was complicated, Father."He leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "Complicated? Asher getting his adoptive sister pregnant is all over the news, and you're telling me it's complicated? Why do I have to find out this kind of news from articles when you knew about it!" Dad barked and I flinched.. if there was thing he hated, it was lies Luther spoke up, his voice calm. "Sir, please calm down, perhaps we should discuss about it—"My father cut him off, his gaze still fixed on me. "Discuss it ? My business partners are calling me, asking questions
ASHER. I sat on the couch, nursing my glass of wine, the liquid burning my throat as I swallowed hard. Life was useless. Super useless. I lost everything, everything and more. I don't know how this happened. I don't know how I ended up with a fake agreement and now, the news about me and Cassie was all over the internet. That was super scandalous. Our investors pulled out and the company is currently at the verge of going bankrupt because of my carelessness. Cassie tried to approach me, concern etched on her face."Asher, please stop drinking. It's okay," she said softly, pleading. But I ignored her, my gaze fixed on the wine as I gobbled down another shot. Life wasn't worth living anymore. I felt super miserable. “Asher. Please!” Cassie pleaded, coming close to me. When she tried to take the wine from me, I pushed her away roughly."Stay away, Cassie" I growled, my voice barely above a whisper. "Do I have any reason to stop? Huh? Just stay away” I warned..The words hung in the
JOANNA. It was the day for me to finally resume work at the company. From the news, a lot of investors pulled out from Cliff industries due to the scandal. Luther and I tried to help but it wasn't just possible. They lost everyone's support. I dressed in a white suit trousers, my hair tied in a ponytail. I applied a little bit of makeup and a red lipstick always. It was my favourite colour to put on my lips. I halted my car in front of the Wright Group of companies. As I climbed out of the car, I was greeted by the familiar sight of my assistant, Gina, standing in front of a group of employees. It was my first day back at the company after a long hiatus, and I could sense the excitement in the air.Gina, beaming with a warm smile, held a beautiful bouquet of flowers. The moment I stepped out, the employees began to clap, their applause filling the atmosphere with warmth and welcome.“Welcome back, Ma'am!” They chroused and a huge smile crossed my lips. This was so thoughtful. Gina
JOANNA.I nodded at Gina, who kept her undying gaze fixed on me."Wow! This is amazing news, ma'am!" Gina squealed, her excitement bubbling over. I furrowed my brows, confused by her reaction."I knew it! I knew it had to be someone big sending you all those gifts. And it turns out to be the almighty Luther Martins of Mars Group. How romantic!" She threw her hands in the air, practically dancing in place. I stared at her, stunned. Was I the problem here?"Gina, we’ve been friends since childhood," I told her carefully."Exactly! That makes it even more romantic!" she chirped."Gina, he’s Asher’s best friend. Doesn’t that strike you as… weird?""Ma'am, are you from the 80s or something?" she asked bluntly, folding her arms. "I’m sorry, but your ex husband doesn’t deserve that kind of loyalty from either of you. If his best friend wants you, that's his loss, not yours."I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of my fears. "Gina, I’m scared. I don’t know if I can bring myself to love him...
JOANNA. I watched Luther leave with the woman he came with as my heart stung. I had no idea what to feel at the moment. I left Luther for space to think.. It just felt like nature was messing with my head. Everything was super weird to me and I'm trying to give myself time. But I felt extremely guilty for leaving Luther in that condition after he did everything he did to save me. I felt shitty. At the same time I had no idea what to do. Go home to Luther? I wasn't sure yet.. The confession, everything came as a shock or maybe I'm the one assuring myself that because Luther gave hints countless times, I wasn't just paying attention. I was occupied with the thoughts that I saw him as a brother and friend to the extent that no matter how my heart skipped, I didn't want to give in. I wanted a break from love. It was scary.. I haven't recovered fully from what went on with Asher, the pain of it all still lingered and Luther had been a great friend. Would it be okay letting myself lov
JOANNA I forced a smile as I sat down across from him, smoothing my skirt over trembling knees. For a moment, Luther just stared at me. Then, with a calmness that didn’t reach his eyes, he said, “Ms. Wright.” Professional. Cold. It stung more than I expected. Luther had never been that distant with me no matter what. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my chest tightened. “Mr. Martins” I answered, keeping my voice steady, even though my heart was hammering against my ribs. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her — the woman he brought. She leaned forward, smiling sweetly as she poured water into Luther’s glass. Her hand brushed his, careful and tender, as she set the cup down in front of him. I looked away quickly, heat rushing to my face. It shouldn’t bother me. Why the fuck was I so bothered? It was nothing. it meant nothing. But every small, careful touch felt like a dagger twisting deeper into my gut. Luther shifted in his seat, wincing slightly
JOANNA . The decision I made, I wasn't so sure if it was the best decision to make but I really needed space. Everything was too much, too overwhelming, I needed space to breathe,to think. What would I do now? This is entirely the turning point of our relationship and every decision I take right now will have a huge impact. I was trying to be careful.. I left very early in morning and decided to lodge in a hotel for a few days until I make a decision. But whenever I remembered how everything happened, how my heart pounded fast when I saw his bare body. There was slow tension between us when I was pulling off his shirts, his abs, his muscles , his dick. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I wanted to convince myself that it was purely nothing but lust. I don't any feelings for Luther, I don't. I need time to process myself before giving love another chance. For the past few years, i wasn't loved properly. I was forcing a man to love me. Now I don't know what to thi
LUTHER. I woke up, blinking my eyes.. I sat up and for a second, I stayed still, letting the memories of last night settle over me. The way the words had slipped out — raw, honest, unplanned. Joanna never returned to the bathroom yesterday. The way everything happened was quite unplanned and I couldn't hold myself together. I let out all my emotions last night without thinking of consequences. I bet it was too much for Joanna to handle. I wanted to control my thoughts of her but I couldn't, not when she was bare.. I made that ridiculous request last night, it just came out naturally. I didn't even think Joanna would agree to it but it just happened and we found ourselves in the bathroom. I couldn't keep my eyes off her perky round breasts. I couldn't keep my eyes off her sexy curves, not to talk of her features. Joanna might eventually be the end of me. I wasn't in my right senses when I made that confession but I had to keep it going because I couldn't keep that secret forever,
Joanna’s POV Luther’s voice was steady, even as something raw trembled beneath it. "So, what did I do?" he said quietly. "I stayed close. I helped you when you needed it. I guided you when you felt lost. I protected you — even when you didn’t realize you needed protecting." He stepped closer, the distance between us disappearing until I could feel the heat of his skin against mine. "I had to be there for you," he said, softer now. "Every time. Always." I stared up at him, my chest tightening painfully, my heart hammering so loudly I could barely hear anything else. "And now you’re here," he whispered. "With me." He gave a small, broken laugh. "I know I’m not even courageous, saying all this now. I should've said it sooner. But I needed you to know. I couldn't hide it forever. I couldn't place myself as just a friend and a brother when I'm not. I just couldn't keep letting it go that way." His hand brushed lightly against my jaw, a touch so tender it almost undid me. "
Joanna’s POV. I swallowed hard and turned away slightly, tugging my shirt over my head. My fingers trembled, fumbling with the hem, but I forced myself to keep moving, to pretend this was just... normal. Just helping. Out of the corner of my eye, I could feel Luther watching me. Heavy. Focused. When I finally tossed the shirt aside and reached for the clasp of my bra, I heard it — the sharp intake of his breath. I dared a glance at him He was biting his bottom lip, his eyes dark and intent, like he was struggling to keep still. "Luther," I said, my voice a little too high, "you're acting weird." His mouth quirked at the corner. "Everything about this is weird." And somehow, the way he said it — rough, almost hoarse — made my skin flush hotter. I hesitated, every part of me screaming to run, to hide. But something deeper, something reckless and stubborn, made me move toward him instead. I followed his lead. We stepped into the bathroom together, and the door clicke
JOANNA. I felt bad that Luther hurt himself because of me and I wanted to do anything to make him feel better. I was still reeling from the shock of everything. I still couldn't place any thoughts on who would have wanted me dead but I also had to recover because I couldn't dwell on that forever. The Important thing was Luther showed up and I couldn't be less grateful. Luther was such a great person. What if he wasn't available to save me? I followed Luther into his room and he faced me. I helped him pull off the suit jacket before reaching my hands to the inner shirt. I reached for the top button, my fingers brushing lightly against his chest as I undid the buttons as requested . I realised we were too close and my heart kind of skipped but I tried to focus on the task, on the simple motion of button after button, but it was impossible not to notice how close we were. How still he was beneath my touch. "I'm sorry you had to go through that because of me.," I said quietly.
LUTHER. I winced as the paramedic wrapped my hand, the sting of the injury a reminder of what could have been a much worse outcome. Thank goodness I arrived on time to save Joanna. I know how I felt when the thought of something happening to her hit me, I dreaded it and I had to do anything to keep her safe. It doesn't matter if I got injured as long as Joanna was safe. Joanna's eyes met mine, still wide with fear, but she managed a weak smile and I smiled back at her. Dickson stood beside her, his expression grim. "Dickson, I need you to find out who tampered with Joanna's brakes. The car was fine" I said, my voice low and urgent. Dickson's eyes narrowed. "I will get right on it, sir. I will carried out the investigation" I turned to Joanna, who was still shaken but calming down. "Joanna, did anything happen to your brakes before they malfunctioned?" I asked gently. She shook her head. "No, they just suddenly stopped working." Her voice quivered, the shock of everything