Twenty-two-year-old Sylvia Baker’s world came crashing when her father mysteriously died at the Wells mansion. After discovering that his death was not an accident, Sylvia vows to take down the man all evidence leads to, the famous and Vicious Leonard Wells. A few days later, Sylvia takes a job in the Wells mansion as a chef. Using the job as undercover and her father’s diary as a guide, she plans to avenge her father by finding out why he was murdered and who the real murderer was but her mission is distracted when she collided with her suspect’s son, the heir to the Wells empire, David. David is a billionaire and has a thing for curvy women. Sylvia gets infatuated with David which led to a one-night stand. The day after their one-night stand, David got engaged to June Castello, the most sought-after actress in New York and Sylvia feels used. Sylvia is more determined to focus on her revenge goal but always ends up in David’s bed. She discovers that she’s connected to the Wells family. She also finds herself tangled in decade-old secrets and is soon fighting for her life when a quest to assassinate her is established. She discovers that there’s more to the Wells family and they might all be pawns in a bigger game.
View More"Sir, we're here." The driver announced as he swerved into the garage of the Wells Mansion.
David slid out of the Mercedes, feeling quite antsy at the thought of being back home. The Wells Mansion was huge and fancy. A whopping two-story building that left a pauper's mouth dry. The evening sky, a swirling mix of blue and orange rested above the lit-up house. Before the building itself was a wide spread of well-tended shrubs on either side of the road.
It was a good thing then that David was no pauper. He barely gave the huge building before him a glance. Dressed elegantly in a gray, three-piece, Italian suit, he strode towards the arched entrance where a familiar face greeted him with a wide grin.
"Well well well, if it isn't Old Benny!" David grinned, baring a perfect set of white teeth. His green eyes glinted with mirth as he clasped a hand on the butler's shoulder.
"Welcome home, Young Master," Ben Baker greeted, smiling so widely, David thought his cheeks had to hurt.
"Is it a welcome though? The house is so fucking quiet, you would think someone died." He said, shaking his head.
"Ah come on David, don't speak like that." The butler chastened and took a couple of steps backward. "If you just stepped in a little further, you might be surprised."
David chuckled, shaking his head at the butler's antics. Ben Baker was still the same. A jovial man that had worked for his family for over twenty years. Tipping his head at the butler, a habit he had developed in London when he had nothing more to say, he walked past him.
Perhaps he would enjoy being at home- only for a while. He grew bored quickly and if he was going to be completely honest, he wasn't excited to be back living with his parents. That shit irked him more than his ex-girlfriend. And his ex-girlfriend had been batshit crazy.
"David!" His father's voice, loud and boisterous, boomed through the living room when he stepped in. He stood in the middle of the well-furnished living room, dressed in a sleek black suit.
Leonard Wells looked every inch like his son. They shared similar midnight black hair that he grew long instead and tied into a ponytail at the back of his head. His eyes were green, a shade darker than his son's.
"Dad," David replied, straightening his shoulders as his father regarded him. For a full minute, he stood under his father's scrutiny, resisting the urge to shift, feeling every bit like a little boy. "I'm home,"
A grin slipped onto his father's face, lighting it up with joy. The older man rushed towards his son and slapped a hand on his back. "Of course you are! And the best-graduating student of London Business school no less!"
Of course, David thought acidly. That was the only reason his father was happy to welcome him home. If he had been anything lesser than the best, he would never hear the end of it. Literally.
"I am proud of you David," Leonard said, staring intensely into his son's eyes. "You have made all my efforts worth it. Worth it all."
"Well I couldn't very well waste it all now, could I?" David teased and Leonard tossed his head back in laughter.
"Ben!" He bellowed and as quietly as a mouse, the butler walked into the living room.
"Sir?"
"Are the guests here?"
"Yes, Master Wells. They've been situated on the balcony." The butler replied and David frowned.
"What guests? Is there a party?"
Leonard nodded. "My son is back from cold-ass London! I haven't seen you in four fucking years David. A welcome party is very much needed. Come on, Go freshen up," he urged walking out of the living room, "There are some people you need to meet."
*****
David stared at the reflection in the mirror, arched a brow at his look, and decided that it would do just fine. His black hair had been combed neatly by his valet, gelled, and swiped to the back rather elegantly. His gray suit had been swapped while he was in the shower with a black one. Courtesy of his father, he supposed. The old man loved black suits more than he had loved his wife.
And that was saying a lot more than it should.
Grimacing at the thought, he adjusted the black bow tie and walked out of his room. The party was being held on the balcony in the east wing of the mansion. He could imagine just how many famous businessmen his father had invited.
"Might as well enjoy this," he muttered to himself, grinning. It was time to put all the skills he had acquired in college to the test. "Leonard Wells shook the business world by its foundations, I will take it by storm."
Turning round a corner, a maid carrying a long pile of folded laundry crashed into him, spilling clothes everywhere.
"What the hell?!" He spat, jumping backward. The crazy witch could have ruined his outfit! Green eyes blazed in anger as he glared down at the maid who gasped and dropped to her knees.
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry Young Master. I hadn't been looking-"
"Of course, you weren't!" He spat, patting his hair rapidly. "Get the fuck off your knees and clean this mess!"
"Yes, Young Master." She said breathlessly, scurrying to her feet.
She was quite short, it was no wonder she couldn't see behind the tower of clothes she carried. Her brown hair was tied in a ponytail, with a few tendrils framing her heart-shaped face. She wasn't so bad to look at, David mused, allowing his eyes to drift lower.
"Hot damn," He murmured darkly, grinning when the maid glanced up at him with bright brown Bambi eyes. She was quite the looker. His eyes were fixed on her hefty chest, wondering how she would look with the ridiculous maid outfit off.
She was curvy. And David loved curvy women. What was there not to love? They were soft and supple and sweet and he suddenly wanted to know, desperately, how bambi-eyes tasted.
Leaning down to a stoop, he tipped the maids face up so she could look at him. "You should wear your hair down more often," He said huskily, stroking her jaw.
Fuck, her lips were full and pink. A vision of them wrapped around his cock filled his head and his trousers tightened with anticipation. Too bad he had to go to his father's welcome party.
After the party, he decided. After the party, he would find her. The women in London were rather bland and skinny, but this? He glanced at her jutting ass and grinned even wider. This was America's finest.
"What is your name?" He asked and chuckled when her face flamed red.
"Ana... Annabelle sir," The maid whispered.
"Anabelle," he whispered, running his knuckles down her face. She gasped but didn't pull away from his touch.
She wants this, David thought with a satisfied smile. That makes two of us.
"I'll see you later, Anabelle, won't I?"
The maid glanced furtively around them and when she was sure they were alone, she smiled shyly. "Yes, Young Master."
"Good," David replied, rose to his feet, and sauntered off to the party. She had better get ready to call him Master later that night. She would be screaming it for everyone in New York to hear.
When he arrived at the balcony, his father stood on a podium, in the middle of giving a speech. Squeals exploded around him as one of the attendants guided him to his seat.
Why the hell had his father invited so many women? He glanced around him and shuddered at the look on their faces. The starry look in their eyes told him all he needed to know.
Leonard clinked his glass of champagne with a spoon, drawing everyone's attention.
"I would like to raise a toast," he started, raising his glass. "A toast to my son, David Wells."
The sound of chairs moving against the ground filled the air as everyone rose to their feet.
"You have made me proud. I cannot ask for a better son and a better heir to my empire. And for that reason, I have made my decision. David, the Wells empire is in your hands. You will lead it to heights greater than I did. I am certain. To David Wells, the new CEO of Wells Empire."
"To David Wells!" The crowd echoed, raising their glasses.
David tossed his drink back, dropped his glass, and walked towards his father on stage. The older man wrapped his arm around him, shocking David still.
His father was... Hugging him?
The crowd around them burst into applause, cheering and hollering at the pair until a piercing scream filled the air. The applause halted, his father pulled away and everyone stared at the woman who had screamed. She shook like a leaf, clutching the railing of the balcony and pointing to the pool beneath them.
There, floating face down in the pool was a man wearing the old butler's clothes.
"Ben Baker?!" David croaked.
"Come in!” Leonard responded from the inside.Sylvia exhaled sharply before reaching for the doorknob. She opened the door and stepped into the chamber feeling quite nervous.For the past two days, she had spent time with Leonard at the table. They had spoken about the future and other things and she was starting to grow comfortable around him and now, he had just summoned her to his room that morning.When she got into his room, he invited her to sit on the sofa adjacent to his bed. While rubbing her palms against each other tenderly, Sylvia sat and cast her gaze to the floor.Leonard cleared his throat loudly and threw his back against his chair.“David told me everything.” he began. He then took a deep breath. “I'm sorry!”Sylvia finally looked up at him.“I'm sorry for lying to you. When the autopsy report came and it was revealed that Ben was strangled, I was lost.” Leonard said.Sylvia sighed.“The thing about influential people is that sometimes, you can't differentiate your fr
Flashback!“What if I can't do it?” she said with trembling lips.The man sighed and walked up to her. He slowly reached for her hand. He then opened her palm and placed two pills inside.“We’ve talked about this over and over again June. You are not a baby. You can pull this off so go out there and show Daddy that you're a smart ass.” he said and patted her hand tenderly.June opened her palm and stared at the pills. Then, she slipped them inside her purse and took a deep breath.“I've done a lot for you child and I'm not asking you to pay me but if you can pull this one trick off, I'll be the happiest man in the world. I won’t ask for another favor other than this but if only she knew that it was just the beginning of his endless demands.She shut her eyes and felt a sense of calmness beginning to envelop her as he continued motivating her. He thenmoved closer to her and grabbed her arm like he was going to hug her.Then he began to whisper into her left ear.“If you want to make it
“You said we were only visiting June. You didn't tell me we were also going to see Cathrina.” Sylvia lamented as they traced their way towards David’s car.“If we are bent on making things right then we have to leave no stone unturned,” David replied. When they got to the car, Sylvia threw her back against the vehicle and heaved a deep sigh. David moved closer to her. He tilted her jaw with two fingers. “As long as you're with me, you don't have to worry about anything.”She threw her arms around him. “I love you, David.”“I love you most.”They got into the car and drove away. After driving for about twenty minutes, they made it to the detention center. As usual, Cathrina was informed of her visitors and she granted them an audience. The moment Sylvia and David walked hand in hand, Cathrina became emotional. She sniffled as tears began to well up in her eyes. The duo settled on the bench facing her. “You know what Sylvia? I used to think you were one of those gold diggers who
“Did you just hear what Fred said?” Sylvia flung the question at David the moment they walked into his room. “We can't get married in ten days.”David crashed by the edge of his bed with a sigh.The restless Sylvia began to pace.“Come and sit with me,” David told her.She didn't. She kept pacing back and forth.David stood up and grabbed her by the hand. He then led her to the bed.“There’s a lot on our plate David. There’s June to deal with, there's Griffin, and now…“Do you trust me?” David interrupted.She turned to him. “You know I do.”David swallowed and took charge of her hands. “There’s something you need to know.”He was staring directly into her eyes. Sylvia felt a tingling in her eyeballs. “There’s something you need to know too.”David sighed and then cleared his throat loudly. “I'll go first.”Sylvia encouraged him with a nod.“I met June recently.”Her eyes widened in horror.David didn't take his eyes off her. “I left home the other day because I couldn't bring myself
“You have five minutes!”Sylvia shut her eyes and opened them immediately. “You can do this, Sylvie.” She muttered under her breath and began marching forward.After making breakfast that morning, she decided to visit Cathrina at the detention center. She had thought about it the whole night and was ready to face one of her demons.She walked up to cell 4 as instructed by the woman at the counter and before opening the door, she stopped to ponder.What if David rages mad at the idea that she went behind his back to confront Cathrina?She sighed and reminded herself that she was on a personal quest. She will only be at peace once the circumstances surrounding her father’s death were laid to rest and now that she was carrying David’s child, she wanted to be at peace with the Wells.Sylvia pushed the door open and when she stepped in, she met Cathrina looking at her straight in the face.“I was taken aback when the officer told me one Sylvia Baker came to see me.” Cathrina spat and motio
David pulled open the door to his chamber. He walked inside with a bright smile and traced his way to the mirror.“I'm going to be a father!” David muttered under his breath as goosebumps took charge of his body. He stared at his reflection with prestige. Amidst the chaos, David never thought that he could be this happy. He cupped his face with his hands and broke into a resounding laughter. He quickly moved to the table beside his bed and began to pull all the cabinets out. When he got to the last cabinet, he collected all the photos and dumped them on the floor.When David returned to New York, he had asked his agent to get him the pictures of all the curvy girls in town; The one's he found appealing to the eye and for the past few months, he had been exploring them.“No more!” David declared and seized the pictures.He grabbed a matchbox and dashed out. When he got to the backyard, he set the pictures ablaze and headed back to his room to continue his cleanup.He then collected
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