Se connecter“I suggest you call in for an early leave today,” Kelvin said. “In case you don’t make it back early enough.”
Leila chuckled. “I will.”
It was lunch break, and they were on their way to get a dress for the event after a hearty lunch at Pacific, where Kelvin spent half the time encouraging her to eat more. It was his idea to eat first, then shop, because he was convinced she would need her strength. Just how many hours could it possibly take to get a new dress?
“If you insist,” Kelvin replied, his hand landing on her knee to give it a squeeze. She flashed him a soft smile, noting how relaxed he looked. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you, my flower.”
Since Leila confessed to liking him, something about him seemed to have changed. Like a weight had been taken off him. It was so easy to like
Leila stepped out of the hall with her heart pounding in her ears. It was the only way to get Kelvin’s eyes off her. As she walked down the hallway, searching desperately for an exit free from the paparazzi, her purse vibrated in her hand. She knew he was the caller, so she ignored it.Her feet hurt from wearing the heels for this long, but the ache in her ankles was nothing compared to the one in her heart. He knew Charles. He was related to the devil, and he never said a word to her.The thought made her head throb. She stopped moving, using one hand to grab her head as she let out a quiet sob. Maybe she should return to her parents, but she didn’t know where they were. With them, she wouldn’t have to worry about men. She would never be reminded that she wasn’t his first option and would not last a year in the marriage.Uncle Levi had seemed nice at first until t
Charles stared at Kelvin and back at his retreating wife. The fool didn’t know he was married to her.“What the fuck was that all about, man? You scared her.” If only the idiot knew the real scare was him. “I know I’ve been a fuckboy.” A renowned fuckboy, Kelvin wanted to add. “But that woman is special to me.”“Special?” Kelvin grunted. As if just regaining use of his limbs, he grabbed his cousin by the collar, tightening it so badly Charles turned blue. Footsteps thudded in the distance, drawing close. When he looked past Charles, he saw security. On noting it was him, they all paused. “That’s my wife, Charles. Stay away from her.”“You’re lying.” Charles pushed him off, and a flood of emotions rushed through Kelvin. The only reason he didn’t throw a punch at Charles’ fac
Kelvin knew the moment Leila’s countenance changed. He tried to follow her line of sight, but he didn’t see anyone. After exchanging pleasantries with some guests, he excused himself from the conversation and led Leila away.They stopped at the farthest corner of the hall, away from prying eyes. Music played in the background, soft and muted to allow whispers between guests while the MC spoke.“Are you okay?” he asked.“Yeah,” she replied. “I’m good.”But her smile was forced. Everyone here was only allowed through an invite, so he couldn’t think of anyone who’d be the cause of her worry. Unless… Mia was here, a move his mother was capable of pulling. But his wife didn’t know what Mia looked like.Leila took his hand, and he forgot the issue for a moment. From
Passion lit up Kelvin’s eyes as he took a hungry look at her. She avoided his gaze, knowing it might lead to more if they kept up with this. Slipping her hand into his, they left the room. Madonna and the other women were gone. Kelvin assured her his sister would arrive later, as was her custom, and they left for the gala.They were in the backseat of the car, the distance between their bodies nonexistent. Every few seconds, she felt his gaze on her.“I didn’t say it at home, but you look gorgeous,” he murmured. He had said that much without words, but it warmed her even more to hear it spoken out loud. “So beautiful, my flower.”“Thank you.”He chuckled. “You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”“I, I think I do.”Taking her hand, he pl
Leila was a mess. Kelvin was in the guest room getting ready so she could have their bedroom to herself, but she had done nothing.This was probably the biggest event she’d attended this year. There would be people of caliber, people with the potential to invest in Stars Glow. She couldn’t do her regular makeup. But what could she do?Her makeup was spread out over the dresser, items she’d considered expensive now looking too tame when compared to the dress she would wear in a few minutes.A knock on the door caused her head to turn. She waited a second or two, and when no one entered, she ambled to the door and opened it. Madonna grinned as soon as their eyes made contact.“Hey,” Madonna greeted. Leila stepped out to meet her. “How’s it going?”“Honestly? Can’t figure out what
Looking at her once to confirm she was fine, Kelvin led them inside the VIP section. She wasn’t sure what she expected to see, but it looked like they had walked into a lounge. There were velvet couches lining the wall, which she confirmed were soft when she plopped onto one.A moment later, someone walked in with a tray of two empty glasses and a bottle of wine. She looked at Kelvin, confirming they hadn’t gone to the wrong place. But he wasn’t perturbed as they set the tray on the table before them.The server popped the wine open, and Kelvin stopped her from pouring it into their glasses. Someone else came with snacks while another dropped a heap of fashion magazines beside the tray. She picked one up, her shock stopping her from flipping the pages.Kelvin started on the wine before her, and the whole place became dim. A snap broke the quiet, and the magazine slipped







