LOGIN“I'll cut to the chase,” Aaron said, his voice cold and firm. “You have two options: terminate the pregnancy now, and I'll compensate you generously for your trouble. Or, carry the baby to term and receive a substantial payment, but you will have no rights or contact with the child after birth.” Raina, a young fashion designer, discovers her husband's betrayal just as she learns she's pregnant. But in a shocking twist, she discovers the baby isn't her husband's due to a fertility clinic mix-up. The child belongs to Aaron Kingston, a reclusive billionaire who never wanted a family, just an heir through surrogacy. Now entangled in a complex situation, she must navigate this complex situation and find a way forward. But what happens when they start falling for each other?
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"I don't know what to do grandma... This power is overwhelming. It's like they are the once controlling me"
"Don't worry my child. It takes time but when the time is right you shall have fully possess your possession."
"But grandma, what if I can't do it. What If He comes back and I can't defeat him."
"Trust your instincts it will lead you aright."
"But grandma"
"Trust your instincts child"
"Grandma!!!"
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Bring it! Bring it!! Bii!. (Sound of my annoying alarm)
I gasped jutting back to reality. I sighed feeling frustrated. And the annoying alarm wasn't helping. I yelled hitting the alarm off the table. It stopped for a while and I felt a little sense of achievement as I drifted back to sleep trying to make meaning of the dream I just had, hoping to see my grandma still waiting for me in the dream world.
I snugged in to get more comfortable in bed, but it hadn't been up to 15 minutes before the annoying alarm started blazing its sound again. With that I exhaled even louder, I made a mental note to change it from overly annoying to slightly less annoying.
While still thinking about how the stupid alarm interrupted my visit to my Grandma in the dream world, I heard my mom yell my name from downstairs saying the breakfast is ready.
With that in mind as a new motivation, I decided to get out of bed to get my day started. Well, because it is my first day in a new country, a new house, a new school, and there is a lot of discovery to make. So I head for the bathroom with my clothes to do my business.
...
I sling my bag over one shoulder as I make my way downstairs. My mother is smiling up at me as usual.
"Uwana dear, your breakfast is getting cold, hurry and eat up before it's too cold to be edible. "
She said. I make a forehead connection with her as a quick morning greeting. While I eat my breakfast, toast bread with Lukewarm tea, my mother continues; asking me, if she should drive me to school or I'd rather take my horse.
I give her a disapproving look and choose the latter option. Seeing as I'm running out of time and I don't want to be late on my first day in school.
I head out of the house bidding my mother bye and went straight for the back of the house, where my horse Raymon, is well hidden. It's been two weeks since we got here and I haven't let him out of our garage to go for a run.
I guess now would be a perfect time to do that given I had less than 15 minutes to get to school and my school is a 2 hours drive from here. Don't even ask me how thats possible because even I don't know the answer to that. By the time I get to Raymon he is giving me a cold stare that says
"Why on earth I've you caged me down here woman?"
I simply smile and edge close to him to apologize. After a few minutes of my 15 minutes wasted, I'm finally on Raymon's back and he is at his optimal speed in other to get me to school on time before the first bell for the first class goes.
I make it to school two minutes early. Wasting no further time, I hide my horse at the back of the school and give him a little snack to chew on while I'm in class.
As I make my way back to the front of the school, I see different people of my age; all dressed up in different clothing, which is either revealing too much skin for my liking or is covering up all skin so that the only thing on display is their faces.
While still wandering around in the hall, I try to find my way to the principal's office all by myself. But that plan goes down the drain when I bump into some sort of hard wall that sends sparks through my vein.
All my books go flying into the air before landing on the floor. I silently curse myself for not paying any attention to where I was going. I briskly pick myself from the floor and try to pick up my things.
My hands collide with a hand that is well toned and a skin that looks mesmerizing. The moment I decide to trace the hand to its owner, my heart literally flip-flops within me, for his eye were emerald and it was the first time I'd see a guy with such beautiful eyes. When he spoke, my mind paid no attention to his words but just the voice because it was heartwarming.
He pulls me up along with him and hands me my books that were in his hands. The bell goes off which causes me to jolt back to reality.
As I do, the boy leaves. I shrug. I am already late, taking my time to find the principal's office seem like a good excuse to keep walking down the hallways. Just as I walk past the corner I finally find the office.
I walk into the principal's office and he recognizes me as the last one to make the last-minute entry into this school, Brantford High School. After my meeting with the principal, I head out to my first class which is a hall away from the principal's office.
It was quite easy to find my way since I had a time table and a map to go along with it. The teacher welcomes me with a smile as I enter the first class. I smile too. Heading for an empty sit in the middle of the class I take my seat and prepare for my first lecture.
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It was class after class after class. I did so much learning today that I forgot I had lunch. Finally the last bell for the day rings and everyone heads for the main door of the school. After standing awkwardly in the hallway. I proceed to the back of the school to meet Raymon my horse.
He seems sad that I just had to abandon him there, considering he hates to play hide and seek and his size is twice the size of a human. I give him a comforting hug and decide to head home since I am too exhausted to make any more discoveries today.
THE PRICE OF SILENCEAaron had always thought silence was some sort of control.Silence in boardrooms was something that made people jittery. It made the other party divulge excessively in negotiations. He had earlier believed that silence was protection and in doing so, he wanted to protect Raina in his marriage not to turn her into the kind of politics that she did not want to be in. He knew how mistaken he was now he sat alone in his office long after night had swallowed the city.Silence was no defense to anything.It only delayed damage.He was at the window looking down the lights below but faintly reflected in the glass. The office which was a kind of continuation of his power was now a cage. All the decisions he had postponed, all meetings that he had evaded were repeated in his mind with savage clarity.He recalled Raina that appeared before him some weeks ago, her head also firm yet hurt, and accusing him of when she ceased to be his partner. He had not answered her then. He
THE FALL BEGINSThe boardroom was colder than usual.Aaron had realised it as soon as he got inside, how the conversation had dropped and the eye contact had changed,gawkingly away. His reflection in the long glass table--tailored suit, controlled expression, composed posture--was nevertheless going on below, and something was wrong. His authority had been so used to him over the years that it no longer rested on his shoulders.Lucas already sat at the head of the table, his fingers crossed, quiet and ready. Evelyn sat on his right, graceful as ever, her pose careless, her features indescribable. The other board members sat down around them with their eyes averted towards Aaron.OK, let's start, said Lucas.Aaron took his seat. Before going into the actual, I want to discuss the rumours that have been going around the house. My leadership is not related to my personal issues.Some members gave a glance at each other.Evelyn threw her head back. Respect, Aaron, this is reality at this
A WOMAN REBUILTThe office was tiny, compared to the glass towers Raina would be strolling up and down on, with her head held high and cameras flashing on her face. The floor was not marble, the elevator was not personal, and the assistants were not standing outside the door. Nothing more than a hired room on the fourth floor of an ageing building, bare desks, a noisy air conditioner, and a sun peeking through semi-open curtains.And yet when Raina was in the centre of it, and she was holding her phone in one hand and a notebook in another, she experienced something which she had not experienced in a long time.Ownership.Now this is ours, she said to herself.Her aide, Lila, her faithful companion even after all had gone wrong, smiled as she put a pile of files in place on the desk. It might not be so much, but it is... sincere.Raina nodded. "Honesty is more than enough."She put aside her bag and got her notebook open. Plans that were in her own handwriting were filling the pages.
DISTANCEThe place was very silent, which Raina was not accustomed to.Not the silence of the Kingston mansion, with its heavy, guarded silence, and its ears to every corner, and its eyes upon every movement, but a more gentle quiet. One that was unconfident, unrecognized and excruciatingly real.Her standing in the little living room with her baby in her arms, and she turned slowly around the room.This was it.White walls. A modest sofa. An upright dining table banged against the wall. The kitchen was hardly larger than a wardrobe, and the door of the bedroom was so thin that one could hear easily.No guards outside. No employees are awaiting orders to be given. None of the cameras is behind rich ornamentation.Just her.And her child.Raina sighed and sank onto the sofa, falling into it as though the strength had at last exhausted her. The infant moved, his small nose scowling, and then he lay down again, cosy and affectionate.Oh yes, we are, she said to herself.Her phone buzzed
EVELYN'S MOVERaina was not anticipating the invitation that quickly.This was received late in the morning and was neatly and politely delivered by an assistant and not by himself. Lunch. Private dining room. Kingston Tower. There was no explanation, but Raina already had the clue as to who it was
MOTHER UNDER A MICROSCOPEAs soon as her phone could not be turned off, Raina realized something was wrong.She sat in the nursery, and she was rocking her baby, humming, and the morning sun was coming through the curtains. It was her most secure home, the one part of the world that she could not t
PUBLIC SMILES, PRIVATE DISTANCEThe cameras were flashing even before Raina got out of the car.Hers was instantly shut in the hand of Aaron, shut in hard and sure, the hand which once gave her security. It now seemed practised, rather rehearsed. There was a buzzing crowd on the outside of the char
A HUSBAND'S SILENCEAaron had different feelings as he came home that night to the house.Raina saw it the first thing she saw, before she saw him. The air was more stale, as though there was something there that had been put between the walls without being seen. When Aaron walked into the house, s






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