ログイン- LORELEI - I am sat in the living room. A team of beauty specialists are here, packing all their things inside and I am watching in awe. If I thought my wedding was extra, then this has gone way beyond me.Things I have only seen in movies and in my friends’ homes or boutiques are being brought here like Ace’s mansion is about to be turned into a private dresser and I just stare at them as they do their work. Ace is standing right beside me. He’s been by my side all night, keeping his distance yet not allowing me to forget his existence beside me. For the first time, I do not mind it. My eyes are on the different shades of fabrics and measuring tapes and every single thing known to man for sewing that there is being brought in here.I chose the living room for a reason. I wanted that place to be messy and uncomfortable but the staff had arranged it to accommodate this on Ace’s orders and it is just the perfect spacious place for something this luxurious.I stare at Ace then at the
- LORELEI - “Do not enter.” I say with a smile on my face. “I do not want to see you.” The door pushes open immediately, abrupt and loud as it banged hard against the wall. I roll my eyes, this man clearly does not understand simple words. To him, yes means no and no means yes as long as the person who says the words is not him. Ace walks in. I turn around and shoot him a stare. “What? Want to remind me of my place yet again? I do not have a say in your house, now go.” Ace raises a brow. His eyes dart to the bed and then at me. A careless grin forms on his face and I turn my head to my bed. My laptop fell backwards when I sat up revealing the room decors I have been surfing through. I immediately reach for my laptop and shut it then look back at him, maintaining my hardened glare. “If you know you do not have a say, then you should also know that I won’t listen to you telling me to go.” He words. Something inside of me boils. I absolutely hate this man. I turn arou
Hi Readers! I am so so sorry for the long hiatus for this story even after the last author’s note. This book’s update will resume officially next month and I will update daily till it ends! Thank you so much for reading and waiting and I want to say it was not my intention at all to do this. A lot of things happened in my life that I could not control. If you are still reading, thank you so much and if you left the story, thank you so much for reading so far. I will release two chapters a week till the month ends then I will begin daily updates for this story. I will finish this story here. Thank you once again!
Hello readers, I am sorry for the delay in updating these past months. My life has been really occupied with a lot of stuff lately and I was barely able to write during this time. I want to let you know that I won’t be abandoning this story. I will complete it on this app. I know how much you all are invested in my story and it means so much to me and I won’t end it abruptly. Please enjoy the chapter. I aim to update way more consistently despite what life brings my way. Thank you so much for being patient with me 💖.
- LORELEI -I have been surfing through the net all day, regretting my decision to shun his advances out when deep down, I wanted to hop on the chance .Ever since I was a child, I have always wanted to have the liberty to design my own room and house and when I may not be able to get the house of my dreams, the opportunity to design my own room the way I want presented itself and I freaking denied the chance all for some grudge. Now I am beating myself over it. I should have accepted yet kept the cold shoulder. That would’ve been way better, but I did not do that and now? I am too proud to go back to him and tell him I had a change of heart. That I think I do want to take the chances and create my dream room not because he requested I do so but because I am bored. Like he would buy that. I doubt he would.And the last thing I want to see is the smug expression on his face as I meet with him and make that comment. He would enjoy it way too much and that is the least of what I want. I
- ACE -Someone knocks on my door. “Come in.” I say, my fingers crossed at my awaited answer. The maid I assigned to Lorelei’s room comes back to meet me holding a full tray, with both her hands, of the meal I had her prepare for Lorelei. I look at her in distress as she shakes her head, the sorrow of the situation evident on her face. “Thank you, you may go.” I mutter under my breath. The maid takes a bow before leaving my room, shutting the door gently behind her. Lorelei has not stepped out of her room since u met her this afternoon. She has not come out to inspect anything or come out to eat. She hasn’t said a word to anyone and anything all day. Every single time I stepped out to inspect the work going on, I stopped by to check in on her without disturbing her peace by barging into her room and each time, the workers in front of her door gave me the same signal. The one I told them to do if she doesn’t step out. Sometimes, I even sent people to go and check in on her. Asked
- ACE - I may not know if this is me addressing my feelings but I’m doing it anyway. I couldn’t sleep. My wife was on my mind most of the night. I used my insomnia to read everything the doctor sent to me as well a few paperwork and when I finally managed to fall asleep, I woke up way too early.
- ACE - It hit me like a wave. I passed through the first stage of shock when her hand slipped away from mine and her body hit the ground. Lorelei collapsed. . . The distraught amazement took a considerable amount of time for me to process that I didn’t move for a while, not because I didn’t w
- ACE - The sound of heeled soles hitting the floor of an enclosed pathway resounds in the corridor. I’m hidden in plain sight, inside one of the ‘staff only’ rooms made for storing cleaning equipment. She’s here. She’s so close to me that I can perceive her perfume. It’s a pleasing fragran
- ACE - I don’t know what I was expecting when I made the request for Catherine’s background but it definitely was not this. If I had found out about all the things recorded in here long ago, I would’ve gotten rid of her. For good. I shuffle through the file in my hand, scheming through eac







