HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy]Diana D.Chapter 85: Reality show.Day 1: The interview.AUTHOR'S. Daisy didn’t know what was worse: the blinding flash of cameras or the heavy make up on her face or the equally blinding glare coming from the man standing stiffly beside her.Carl Warner. The Carl Warner. Billionaire. Movie-star handsome. And apparently, her boyfriend.At least for the next thirty days.She smirked as they stood hand in hand on the plush red carpet leading to the grand villa where the Love Experiment would take place. Over a dozen other couples milled around, all smiles and affection. In contrast, Carl looked like he’d rather be anywhere but next to her.“Relax,” Daisy whispered, leaning in close enough that only he could hear. “Pretend you like me. I know it’s hard. I’m irresistible but I understand you’re shy.”His jaw tightened. “Shy is not the word I’d use,” he murmured back, eyes scanning the cameras.“Fine, broody works too.” She grinned, enjoying
HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy]Diana D.Chapter 84 : Reconciliation BIANCA I woke to Stillness.That soft, eerie kind of quiet that settles right before dawn, when the world is holding its breath between night and morning.For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was.Then I shifted—and the dull ache in my neck from sleeping curled in the armchair brought everything rushing back.Nicholas.I blinked, my heart skipping wildly in my chest as my eyes darted across the dimly lit living room.He was still there.Asleep on the couch. One arm draped over his chest, the blanket I’d given him half-fallen to the floor, his head tilted slightly as soft, even breaths escaped his lips.I swallowed hard.He hadn’t left.I don’t know why that did something to me. Something dangerous.Part of me expected him to be gone the moment I closed my eyes. That this—this fragile, shaky thing between us—was all some twisted illusion I’d wake from.But he was still here.He stayed.I exha
HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy]Diana D.Chapter 83: The silenceBianca’s POVThe living room felt smaller somehow.Or maybe it was just the weight of him—Nicholas—sitting silently on the edge of the couch, his elbows resting on his knees, head bowed slightly like he was holding the entire night on his shoulders.I sat across from him in the armchair, knees drawn up to my chest, wrapped in the silence between us.Neither of us spoke for a long time.The only sounds were the faint hum of the clock on the wall and the occasional whistle of wind outside.I should have told him to leave.I should have kept my distance, wrapped myself tighter in the anger and betrayal that had been my armour since the moment Layla’s words sank like poison into my bones.But instead… I sat there.Watching him.The way his fingers fidgeted restlessly. The way he kept glancing at me, then quickly looking away, as though he didn’t trust himself not to break completely.My heart shouldn’t have
HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy]Diana D.Chapter 82: Mending hearts.Bianca’s POVFor a moment, neither of us moved.The air between us felt heavy, alive with everything unsaid. His forehead still brushed lightly against mine, his hand warm and steady as it held mine.I should have pulled away. I know I should. That's the most proper and rightful thing for me to do right now.I should have slammed the door, reminding myself of every reason I shouldn’t let him back in.But I didn’t. I just couldn't. Instead, my fingers curled.. just slightly... round his, and he held my hands closely to himself. I hated how my heart still knew the shape of him. How vulnerable and weak when I am around him. How every part of my body reacts to his presence and how my heart reacts to his words every time.Without saying a word, i gave in, just like i always do... i stepped back, just enough to open the door wider. The invitation was barely there... hesitant, fragile.But i gave it a chance,
HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy]Diana D.Chapter 81: The Drive to Her Heart Nicholas. The moment the words left Layla’s mouth, something inside me snapped.“You told her what?” I demanded, my voice dangerously low, the calm before a storm. My fists clenched at my sides, nails digging into my palms.Layla gave a careless shrug, her perfectly painted lips curling into a smirk. “I only told her the truth, darling. She deserves to know you’re not serious about her.”I took a single step closer, my entire body vibrating with barely contained fury. “The truth? What truth? You call that the truth?”Her smile faltered.I didn’t stop.“Let me make something very clear, if i hadn't made it clear enough ” I continued, my voice cold, slicing through the tension like a blade. “Whatever game you think you’re playing, whatever fantasy you’re clinging to—it's over, damn it has been over for a long time now, I've moved on so get a life.” I urge and turn to leave not missing her s
HER RETURN [ Mission find daddy for mummy]Diana D.Chapter 80: HIM " Let me down, let me down... help, " I yell, praying silently that Bianca and Daisy find me and probably report a missing person who was kidnapped, and just like i wished they saw me, I saw them from my periphery vision; only that, they don't look like people I can rely on to report a missing person case. I cast them a glare as they wave their hands to me. " Enjoy it," I hear Daisy mouthed, and I almost screamed at her Does it look like I am enjoying anything here? Is there really anything to enjoy? And bianca gave me a " take care of yourself," and I groaned frustratedly. I am on the shoulder of a man who kidnaps me from my friends apartment, and those friends are partners in this same crime. " shit " a gasp escapes my mouth as I felt my butt hit the soft fabric and I just knew that he dropped me in his car and I saw him shut the door before walking over to the other side.