KRISTINE
~FIVE YEARS LATER~ "Mommy is beautiful..." The small voice of a toddler broke into my thoughts as I stared absentmindedly at my reflection in the mirror. I instantly felt all of my nerves unravel as her sweet compliment sailed into my ears. I couldn't help the smile that stretched on my lips as I shifted my gaze to her-- My little Angel, Mia Devereaux. She was currently settled in the arms of my best friend as my make-up artists tended to me in the dressing section of my room. It was a celebratory moment and I couldn't deny how nervous I had been until I heard Mia's compliment. "Please, excuse me for a second," I whispered to the make-up artist, who nodded curtly and withdrew from me as I swiftly rose to my feet. I then crossed the room to the other corner, approaching Amelia and Mia. "Hey, baby," I grinned as I gently pinched my five-year-old chubby cheeks, and she giggled in response, her reaction causing my heart to melt with affection as I admired her cuteness. But then, I was abruptly interrupted. "Oh, my goodness, Kristine, this is the fourth time you're coming over to play with her tonight..." Amelia frowned. "Could you just let these people finish their jobs so we can get the event started already?... Guests are waiting, you know? It wouldn't be nice to be tardy to your own event." Amelia scolded me, her tone laced with frustration as she retracted from me, deliberately withdrawing Mia from my reach. I pouted at Amelia's words. But then again, I couldn't really blame her frustration. She was right, this was the fourth time I was going over to play with my child-- the literal bane of my existence. Even though tonight was a significant night for us all, especially me, I couldn't deny spending any moment I got with my child, given the opportunity. I loved her so much and she was literally my favorite person in the world. Her birth gave me a new purpose in life. It's true what they say, that children brought blessings because I could attest to the fact that Mia's birth literally changed my life for the better, though the process wasn't as easy as I'm making it seem now. Sebastian's betrayal and rejection crushed me and left me hanging on the brink of self-destruction five years ago. It wasn't easy and I really thank the heavens for having a friend like Amelia by my side. We both worked our asses to ensure we received the best life has to offer, not just for our sake, but for my little angel. Five years ago after my abrupt divorce to Sebastian due to his betrayal, I had vowed I would get my revenge on everyone who wronged me in the past, especially him. But after fleeing the country and bringing my precious baby into the world, I decided it was time to let go and start a new life, considering also that I was already finding success in my new career and I now have a man who was slowly starting to mend my broken heart. I couldn't see the need for revenge anymore as I was now away from Sebastian and I was living happily. I believed it was time to move on and bury the past. However, I also made a decision to go back on my choice if a day ever came that Sebastian and I crossed paths again, but that seemed unlikely as I was now a thousand miles away from him and hadn't been in contact with anyone from that city in five years. Though Mia was a constant reminder of my past, given the striking resemblance she bore to my ex-husband, Sebastian, with those piercing blue eyes and raven-black hair, I didn't resent her for it. She was too lovable to be caught up in the grudges I have towards them. If anything, for her sake, I had put a hold on my plans for vengeance against them. "Kristine, what are you doing? We don't have the time... The guests are already coming in." My thoughts were interrupted as Amelia's stern voice resonated in my ears. I glanced at her and nodded briskly. "Alright, fine. I'll finish up now..." "You'd better," she replied tersely as her phone dinged with a notification pop-up. She quickly glanced at it before returning her gaze back to me. "It's Dave... He's asking if we're ready." My eyes widened with amusement. "Well, are we?" I chuckled before returning to finish up my makeup as Amelia shook her head pathetically at me. I grinned childishly at her frustration. Nearly twenty minutes later, I was done and all ready to see my guests. Forgive me for not telling y'all what the significant event is, It's the grand opening of my big brand tonight. I couldn't suppress the joy and excitement that radiated from me as I stared at my gorgeous reflection in the mirror. I was clad in a red evening dress with my long brown hair flowing down my shoulders in soft waves. My lips were tainted with red lipstick, matching my outfit and giving me that fierce look of a boss bitch that I am. I was impressed with the finished look of my makeup, and I couldn't help but commend the artist for her talent. Just as I was returning my gaze to the mirror after dropping my remark, there came a knock on my room door. I stiffened with anticipation as I already knew who it was. "Come in!" I called out in response, and the door swung open immediately, revealing a tall, handsome gent dressed in a forest green suit with a bouquet of roses in his hand. The smile on my face widened as I stared at him through the mirror. "Uncle Dave!" Mia was the first to screech with excitement upon spotting my boyfriend. Knowing the affection they harbored for each other, Amelia released Mia, who hurriedly scampered to Dave's open arms. I watched as he crouched to his feet and enveloped my little girl in a warm embrace before planting a kiss on her temples. "How are you, my princess?" He asked softly as he gazed at my toddler. My heart swelled with love as I watched their interaction. It was a beautiful sight. Even though I had only begun dating Dave for merely two weeks, the bond Mia and him shared was unbreakable. That's because Dave has been in my life for almost three years now. He had liked me and he didn't stop chasing my affection even after rejecting him countless times. He was persistent and determined to win my love and eventually, he did. I had been reluctant to accept him into my life as I was still healing from the emotional damage Sebastian inflicted on me. It was only recently I started warming up to Dave, considering Mia already had a good relationship with him, and maybe because I was already falling in love with him gradually. Dave Filler was one of the amazing people Amelia and I encountered when we newly moved to this city. He showed us our way around the city and even helped us secure a job in his company. Yes, he wasn't just a handsome gent, he was also the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the city. He was every woman's dream man and I'm glad I'm the only woman after his heart. As I peeped at him through the mirror, awaiting him to finish with Mia and come up to me, I couldn't help but admire how hot he looked in that suit. He looked so perfect, and I felt shivers travel down my spine as I momentarily preoccupied my mind with wild thoughts. We hadn't gone all the way yet, but I had already decided that tonight I would give myself to him after the close of the event. "My Queen," His velvety voice pulled me from my reverie as he stood closely behind me, his eyes fixed intently on my reflection in the mirror. Goosebumps broke out on my skin at the proximity of our closeness and I couldn't help the rosy hue that rose to my cheeks. "Hey," I drawled as I gazed at him through the mirror with a smiling expression. "You look so gorgeous. So beautiful and so exquisite." He emphasized, his tone laden with adoration. Everyone had already exited the room and it was just the two of us left to ourselves. Dave gently turned me to face him and a coy smile creased my features as I averted my eyes from his. "I got you these, baby. Congratulations once again." He said softly as he handed me the bouquet, which I collected from him as he added. "I'm so proud of you, my millionaire girlfriend." I blushed at the title and scoffed Incredulously. "Oh, please stop it," I said, rolling my eyes playfully. His orbs were dazed with admiration as he stared down at me. I could feel the heat of his intense gaze on me and it made my heart race nervously. To compound my anxiety, I felt his warm fingers on my chin suddenly as he tilted my face till our eyes met. His orbs bore into mine and I felt a lump form in my throat as I already knew what was incoming. I saw it in the way his eyes darted between my eyes and lips that he wanted to kiss me badly. Don't be surprised when I tell you that I haven't even kissed Dave since we began dating. I'm not certain, but for some reason, I was always reluctant when the moment came. But not tonight. Not with the way he was looking so hot, and the way he gazed at me like a finished man. I wanted to kiss him; to get a taste of his lips on mine. I was about to carry out my plans when the door to my room swung abruptly, causing my heart to be fraught with shock. I instinctively backed away from Dave as my eyes shifted to the woman who had come rushing in. "Something's happened. There's been an accident." She announced frantically, her eyes filled with trepidation as she reciprocated our gazes. My brows creased with bewilderment and I exclaimed. "What?" "It's your friend and your child. They've just been hit by a car outside." She continued. "Come, we must hurry." My heart pounded with shock as those words hit my ears. I felt my heart plummet to my feet, my body momentarily stiffening as I struggled to regain my composure. Dave's tender tap on my shoulder jolted me from my trance. "Come on, Kris. Let's go!" With that, I swallowed nervously and we raced out of the room. Tears were already brimming in my eyes as I ran to the scene, imagining the worst that could have happened. How did this even happen? I questioned inwardly as I scurried down the hall. Amelia and Mia were just with me a minute ago. How the fuck did they get involved in an accident just now? Tears rolled down my cheeks as these distressing thoughts gnawed at me. I couldn't fathom what was going on, but my heart palpitated with trepidation. I silently prayed it wasn't as bad as I thought it to be. I didn't know what I'd do if something happened to either of them, especially my child! The reason for my existence. The crowded scene unfolding pulled me from my thoughts as I finally stepped outside with Dave in front of me. He made the way, his hand wrapped around mine protectively as we scurried to the scene. My heart dropped when we finally reached the main scene of the accident. But confusion marred my face as I saw Amelia was still okay and judging by her countenance, she was looking around for someone. When I noticed the absence of my child around her, I immediately scurried to where she was. "Hey, are you okay? What happened?" I asked desperately, glancing around to see the vehicle that had stopped in the middle of the road, affirming there had indeed been an accident, just not a fatal one as I had assumed it would be. I was grateful for that but my gratitude dissipated when I couldn't find my child around Amelia. "Where's Mia?" I questioned further after Amelia confirmed she was okay. As if on cue, I heard my toddler's voice calling out to me. "Mommy!" She exclaimed, prompting me to immediately turn my gaze in her direction. I was surprised to see she was okay too, but what surprised me even more was when I noticed she was holding onto a stranger's hand... A strange gentleman, to be precise. I froze momentarily as they approached my side and as my eyes gradually shifted from Mia to the strange man she was holding onto willingly. Starting from his feet, my gaze trailed up to his face and even if the lighting of the evening was dim, I recognized him regardless. My eyes widened with shock, my heart sinking to my stomach as I locked eyes with the man who was holding my child's hand. I couldn't believe it. I blinked severally, hoping the person approaching me currently was just a figment of my imagination. But my hopes were shattered when he finally spoke, his gaze holding mine with a mischievous smirk etched on his face. "Hello, mi vida." He greeted in his familiar taunting tone. My heart sank. I couldn't believe it. And I wasn't mistaken. It was him. It was really him. My ex-husband. Sebastian Weston!KRISTINE's POV"Alright, Mia, remember to be good in class. Listen to your teacher, okay? And do not fight or bully anyone, do you hear me?" I said, instilling morals in my five-year-old as I prepared to drop her off at school. We were currently outside her school premises, and I had crouched to her level as I advised her.Mia's steel grey orbs gleamed as she reciprocated my gaze. She nodded obediently. "Okay, Mommy,"I beamed a smile at her as I patted her hair with acknowledgement. "That's my girl," I added. "Remember, not to allow any stranger's offer to take you home, okay? You can't trust anyone." I said, hoping she would comprehend what I meant.But Mia frowned, pouting as she questioned me. "Mommy, where is Daddy? Daddy hasn't come to see me in days. Why? Does Daddy hate me? Did you send Daddy away, Mommy?"I felt overwhelmed as my toddler bombarded me with these questions concerning Sebastian's absence.I couldn't help but scoff as I recalled she had mentioned she hadn't seen
DAVE'S POVI returned to the hotel, feeling dejected, livid, and frustrated. Closing the fine wooden door behind me after entering my room, I crossed over to my bed, where I began undressing after tossing the briefcase I had been carrying all day onto the bed. I took off my suit jacket, unbuttoned my shirt, and rolled up the sleeves before crossing over to the stool close to the vanity mirror in the room. My head spiralled with conflicting thoughts. I was upset. My palms clenched into fists, recalling I had just lost something really significant because of that asshole. He declined the partnership request. He sent me out of his office afterward, like I was a nobody. He made a mockery of me, even without throwing a fit in front of me. Anger surged through me. I felt humiliated. I felt worthless. In fact, I was currently feeling a lot of things that weren't positive, and it was all because of him. My eyes strayed, and I caught a champagne crystal glass resting on the dressing table
DAVE'S POV"... Only then will I see you qualified enough to become an investor in my company,"A painful constriction gripped my chest, more like a cut to my ego as I processed Sebastian's ultimatum. Was I surprised he would do this? Hell no. I had always known he was an arrogant and ruthless bastard who liked to trample on people. I hadn't anticipated less, nor had I even expected more from him than this.It took a while before I reeled from surprise. I chuckled, lowering my gaze as I pondered my thoughts. I needed to play this card right. I was certain he already believed I was the one who needed him and not the other way round. And it was true. I needed him. As a matter of fact, I was really determined to get this contract. However, I didn't want to appear so desperate. I had to think this through carefully if I ever wanted to have the upper hand in any of this.Finally lifting my eyes to match his after a brief contemplation, I replied, my tone unwavering. "You want me to give up
DAVE'S POV Some days back, my assistant had informed me of the newly launched multi-billion dollar brand in Clasold City, where every investor around the world was trying to secure a spot with them. I was a businessman, and as such, I also wanted to invest revenue in the promising brand. I had my own selfish interest regarding that.Even though I had been reluctant to admit it until now, my business was failing. Sales weren't coming as they used to. There was too much competition in the market, and it was difficult to get a hold of potential clients nowadays, considering my products and services were everywhere. I hadn't told Kristine about this. I didn't want her to feel perturbed, especially now that her crazily wealthy, billionaire ex had suddenly returned, chasing after her. I didn't want her to perceive me as a worthless boyfriend who wouldn't stand up to her ex or her, as a matter of fact. I needed to get my finances back on track. Only then would I be able to match up to her
SEBASTIAN'S POV"...Dave Filler, all the way from Puwak City,"These words sailed into my ears, my breath hitching with disbelief as I locked eyes with Dave, who mirrored my shocked expression.The silence that ensued after that statement was deafening, to the point it even got Chris darting his gaze between us in confusion as he sensed something was off.I broke the silence eventually, realizing this wasn't a dream but in fact reality. Dave was really in my office as the promising investor/client my company had secured in my absence. I was disappointed, not going to lie."You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I dragged out, my gaze fixated on Dave, whose brows were furrowed in a deep frown. "Dave?" I questioned with bewilderment."You." He muttered, with familiarity laden in his tone. Color had drained from his face due to shock. I wasn't the only one who caught the familiarity in his tone; Chris did as well, compelling him to inquire in confusion."I'm sorry, but do you two know ea
SEBASTIAN'S POVI couldn't believe my ears. I could believe I was actually listening to her spew nonsense. "What?" I spluttered again, my astonishment palpable. Lydia's eyes never left mine as she continued undeterred. "Let me help, Seb. That's all I ask. At least, give me a chance to atone for my mistakes. I swear I'll make it up to you."Oh, now I see what this was about. She was begging me for a second chance. This was merely a ploy to get back together with me. Eventually, I reeled from shock and chuckled mirthlessly. "You know, I never took you for a clown until now," I said to her, scoffing incredulously afterward. The amusement in my expression soon faltered as I said to her icily. "Get out," "Just hear me out, Seb, please," She implored."Get out of my office, Lydia, before I call security on you." I barked.She implored as she reached for her bag, pausing in the process. "Hold on, before I leave, can I ask you something?" her tone was soft and polite, rendering me speechl
SEBASTIAN'S POV.The door to my office swung open shortly after I pressed the intercom button. My face was expressionless as I kept my gaze fixated on the door, anticipating whoever it was. The door pushed further open as a pair of tanned legs stepped into the office. My eyes strayed from the toes of that person to their head. However, my insides bubbled with intense annoyance as I realized who it was. To my utmost despair and utter displeasure, it was the one woman I never wanted to have anything to do with again in this life— Lydia Walker. My demeanor shifted instantly as l locked eyes with her as she now approached my corner after closing the door behind her gently. Her hips swayed with effort as she catwalked towards me in the sky-blue bodycon dress that accentuated her curves I no longer found attractive. Her long fiery red hair was bouncing behind her effortlessly, adding more to her beauty, again I still didn't find her attractive.My annoyance grew, my patience flaring as I
SEBASTIAN'S POV; The following day.I was seated behind the mahogany desk in my luxurious office at Weston's Corp, reviewing the prior sales report this sunny afternoon. I was rechecking the reports to uncover where the little complication that had arisen had stemmed from.My expression was neutral, my gaze intently focused on what I was doing. However, just three hours into navigating my way through the computer before me, I expelled a deep sigh. A sigh of exhaustion, cause I was damn tired. I still couldn't figure out where the errors came from, and knowing I needed to discover it before I could return to Kristine and my child, my patience flared.I was annoyed. Frustrated and disappointed with my staff for not being competent enough. I fucking trusted and left them with this before I traveled out. It hadn't even been a month, and everything was starting to go down the drain. Exhaling exasperatedly, I massaged my throbbing temples, trying to ignore the anger bubbling within me. I
SEBASTIAN'S I was rendered speechless for a moment as I absorbed the news Grandfather had just broken to me. An arranged marriage with the Douglas family. I was to marry their spoiled heiress, Dahlia Douglas. I didn't know much about her, but I've heard of her before now. Rumors about her had circulated in my company some time ago that she was having an affair with two brothers at the same time. The rumors had been dispelled after she publicly announced that she wasn't seeing anyone, but she was just business partners with the two brothers.Not that that was any of my concerns, but now, after what Grandfather had just told me, I knew I couldn't accept her. Dahlia was a notorious bitch, one I wouldn't want to ever get involved with."What do you say, my dear?" My mother's voice resonated in my ears, pulling me from my trance. "Do you agree with your grandfather's wishes?"Her orbs were soft, as mine matched hers. I was at a loss for words, my head shaken with conflicting thoughts. Ev