Amelia groaned in frustration, tossing yet another dress to the floor. 'Too short' she commented inwardly, gazing at the stack of clothes laying on the floor that didn't seem to fit her fashion spirit. She racked her brain for something suitable to wear but she was as blank as the plain paint used on the wall surrounding her room. She looked at the remains of clothes still hanging in her closet and she began her haunting. Her closet had all manner of complicated wears and it sickened her. She had no idea how much she was confused in terms of fashion. This was the first time she was going on a red carpet event. An outsider will be assumed she always went to fancy places because of her intimacy with a wealthy billionaire who was well recognized across the globe but it wasn't the case for Amelia. Amelia sat at the edge of her bed after too many failed attempts at picking up a suitable dress. Should she cancel?. No, that was uncalled for and she didn't have any other choice than to go
Amelia was right, he shouldn't worry more. The words calmed him down a bit and he wondered how she was apt to do that by just saying it.He was indeed right when he said she had powers in her, and that gave her the capability to do whatever unimaginably affected him. Her smile stirred something in him. Her playful scowl was found adorable by him and her tears tore him on the inside. One thing was sure, he never bargained for all these emotions when he signed the contract. The only thing on his mind at that point was how to get Hardik and also back at Martin, but now it felt as though the original motive wasn't what kept him in the marriage anymore. Something else did and he didn't want to admit it to himself. *********************************Xavier breathed out sharply before raising his hand to the door, he tried to knock, but couldn't. It was hard and it felt as though his hand was not his anymore. He dropped it, took deep breaths, then decided to try again.He raised his hand
Amelia flicked her eyes open as shuddered in fear. She looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she found out it was only a dream. The same dream she kept on having and it always seemed so real.She had thought she had been able to get past the constant nightmares, but it turned out that she couldn't.She sat up from her bed, looking around in fear. It felt as though he was going to get to her any moment from now. One thing was certain, there was no way she was getting any sleep that night.Amelia stood up from her bed and cleaned the bead of sweat that had gathered on her forehead. She made her way towards her room door and exited through it.Asking Xavier for help was weird, but she didn't have a choice. Her paranoid self was taking control of her.She was greeted by the dark quiet hallway and that only made her more scared as fear coursed through her. Not wanting to dwell or imagine any worse scenario, she quickly rushed towards Xavier's door.Amelia took deep breaths and t
"Go to sleep Amelia," Xavier said, placing his head back on the pillow"I don't want to sleep," she mumbled, folding her hands underneath her breast, but Xavier didn't pay any attention to her."Are you sleeping, already?" She asked, but there was no response for a while and she concluded he was asleep, but he substantiated her wrong and spoke after some time "No" he groaned. "I can't sleep yet""Yet, Why?" "You sound so anticipated, seems you don't want me to sleep," he said, catching Amelia off guard. She knew well enough that a smirk was planted on his face because that was what he did whenever he caught her off guard."Of course not," she said with widened eyes. "To think I was doing you a favor by having a conversation with you""If I remember vividly, you were the one who asked for a conversation""And you could have just refused bluntly if at all you didn't want to have a conversation with me""I fucked up," he said and Amelia sighed. He was ready to sleep and that meant, no
Nathan stopped mid-sentence as he held his head for a while. Jordan observed him and was about going to help out, but Nathan stopped him. The sharp ache that held him in that position had already left and he didn't want his staff worried about him. "Make sure all the goods are delivered and have a word with... With Marcus" he stopped and held his head once more.. "tell him... tell him that... I" he stopped as the pain in his head was already excruciating. "Whichever way it is make sure..." He broke off. This time he didn't hold his head in pain. He fell to the floor and hit himself hard against it before Jordan could even get to where he was. When Jordan rushed to his side and was sure he was unconscious. He brought the phone to his ear and let it ring for a while. He kept stealing glances at Nathan to make sure, he was indeed not moving. The phone was answered. "Jordan," the voice said. "Job done," he smirked and immediately ended his call. He made sure he deleted the call log an
first It was Martin, now Hardin" Xavier said to Lucas as he boiled in anger on the inside. He was loosing his mind."She did say they dated before"Lucas shurgged.Xavier leaned back on his seat, puffing out a distressed air from his mouth. "I wonder what she even saw in him" he muttered under his breath."The contract husband is jealous" Lucas teased."Why are you so good at sensing the exact opposite of my emotion?""Come on, I have known you since like forever. There is no way what i sensed is the opposite"" I don't love her" Xavuer blurted out of nowhere."I didn't say that, did I? ""That's what you were implying""You are just trying to convince yourself you don't love her. I know deep down you do. I have never seen my brother look at a woman or a man the way you look at her""She is my wife, how else am I supposed to look at her?""The two of you are in for buisness, but it seems the both of you are slightly deviating" "Stop it Lucas"Xavier snapped. He hated being in a tight s
*****Lucas was scribbling something on a paper in his office when the door opened. At first, he thought it was his secretary; Alice, but it wasn't.When he looked up, he immediately became alarmed. It was the devil himself; Martin."What do you want?" Lucas watched him take a seat on the chair opposite him. "How did you get in here?""I had a quarrel with your brother, not you, right? I don't understand the look on your face""Are you going to tell me what you want, or do you want me to call the security?""No need for that" Martin waved it off. "I am not indulging in any violence, am I""What do you want?" Lucas was already getting impatient."Woah easy".he paused. "I came to give you an offer""I'm not interested""You haven't even heard what I have to say""Taking an offer from you is like taking an offer from the devil""I will take that as a compliment. That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me""Leave this minute," Lucas glared hard at him, but Martin only chuckled. I
"I'll only eat under one condition""What?""You feed me" "What?" He was taken aback. He scoffed in disbelief."If you want me to eat, then you have to feed me" she raised her hand. "Because my hands hurt like hell""You are kidding right?""You are old enough to know when someone is kidding or not. Now look at me" She glared at him. "Do I look like I'm kidding to you""I'm not feeding you" he enunciated as he took a seat next to her.She folded her arms. "Then I don't think I want to eat then" she scowled at him."Do you have to be so difficult?""the devil himself spoke about me being difficult " she scoffed."I'm more flexible to work with than you," he said in his defense." Then feed me, Mr flexible""or else what?""I will just go back to my room and not eat anything. That would be a good way to stain your ego, wouldn't it?""You think so casually of me" he picked up the fork and guided the salad to her mouth. Amelia was surprised how he just gave him, but she didn't complain s