The next morning, Lia woke up naked under the sheets on an unfamiliar bed and in an unfamiliar room. She rubbed her eyes and tried to get up when she felt someone’s muscular arm around her waist. She turned her head to the left and found a man sleeping on his stomach. His face was on the other side. Lia slowly removed his arm from her stomach and tried to get up when the man turned and captured her again in his arms. Startled, she widened her eyes and looked at the man next to her, with slightly parted lips. “Oh, my god! Tommy Blenth?” She exclaimed, not believing her eyes. Tommy stared at Lia through his deep blue hypnotic eyes and smirked. “Why? Were you expecting someone else?” He asked and suddenly leaned forward, capturing her lips. Lia blinked her eyes a few times and broke the kiss. “I-I t-think I s-should leave.” She stammered, but Tommy shook his head. “What’s the hurry? Let’s have breakfast together.” Tommy said, removing his arms from her waist. “Get freshen up and join
“WHAT?” Dan shrieked loudly. “Yes, Pasha knows that the accident was pre-planned,” Jake confirmed. “But how the hell he got to know about it!! I shut cameras off on the second floor.” Dan said in a high pitch, throwing one of the twinflower vases on the floor. “He checked CCTV cameras near the bar and found me looking up at someone and then running towards the staircase at the same time when the accident happened,” Jake answered, and Dan groaned in frustration. “That fucking old Knight named everything to Mishka!! I will bloody kill that bitch.” Dan spat in his dangerous tone, and this time, Jake threw another flower vase on the floor and looked at his father with a murderous gaze. “You will not do anything like that, Dad!!” Jake shouted and warned his father. “And why wouldn’t I do it? You should be happy that I am sparing your cousin’s life. I will think about what to do with him later, but for now, his famous Indian wife has to die.” Dan smirked evilly. “She is the root of all
Danny opened the door, irritated with the continuous ringing of the doorbell, only to find Lia standing outside in a mini royal blue clubbing dress. “What are you doing here at this hour?” Danny asked, furrowing his eyebrow, but Lia walked past inside the house, nudging him on the shoulder. “Miss Lia Smith, I am asking you something! Care to answer?” Danny asked, following her inside and closing the door behind his back. “Christian is coming over here in a few minutes. We. We need to talk about something important,” Lia answered while sitting comfortably on the white couch. “Can I get a strong coffee, please?” “But why do you both need my house to sort your differences?” Danny asked, crossing his arms across the chest and gesturing for his house staff to bring coffee. “Because I don’t know if that detective is still following him or not!” Lia huffed, irritated with his never-ending questions. “Now please shut up. I don’t want to talk!” Lia said with an annoyed expression, and Danny
“No! I’m not breaking up with you. I said I can’t cheat Mishka.” Christian answered. “Hah…. Are you listening to yourself, Christian Knight? What nonsense are you talking about?” Lia yelled at him. “Listen to me first and stop interrupting me!” Christian said calmly, and Lia rolled her eyes. “Let’s be friends again. I’m not breaking up with you, but let’s take a break from our relationship, and once I’m divorced, we’ll start over our relationship.” Christian said. “And Lia, you knew things would be different and difficult once I’ll get married. We even decided not to see each other often. Then why are you being problematic now?” “I’m being problematic?” Lia asked with a sarcastic laugh, raising an eyebrow. “I can’t believe this!” “Lia, I’m dealing with lots of issues right now. I expect you to support me. The company is suffering, my marriage is suffering. Things aren’t going the way we had planned. Mishka has changed our entire game with her masterstroke. Everything is so messed
Christian’s words deeply hurt Lia and she was enraged that he didn’t even try to call her after she abruptly left Danny’s place. She was guilty of cheating on Christian, but it was before confronting him. Now that Christian wanted a break from her, Lia felt free to date or hook up with anyone. She picked up her phone from the nightstand and messaged Tommy Blenth to confirm her trip with him. “Hey there, this is Lia. I hope you recognized me!” Lia texted. “Of course, I never forget passionate nights with gorgeous girls. (winks)” “Really?” Lia blushed. “Yup! Anyway, did you think about my proposal?” “What proposal?” She played dumb. “Will you come to Miami with me?” “I think I can join you,” she said. “Great! I’ll book our tickets.” “Okay!” Lia texted and tossed her phone on the bed with a sheepish smile on her face. *** Mishka lunged over at Christian to get the letter from him because Vera never wanted Christian to know about her real reasons and hate his father. Also, Mish
Mishka walked into the living area and inquired the servant about Luke. They stopped cleaning the side tables and looked at her. It was the first time they saw Mishka flaring in anger, and her expressions were unreadable. “Sir Luke has gone on a business trip this morning and will return three days later.” The servant said meekly lowering his head, and Mishka threw the glass vase on the floor in frustration. She was literally boiling in anger as she desperately looked for the answers that left Vera in this state. At the reverse counting, Mishka tried to calm herself and looked at the servant who was cleaning the mess she created. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” Mishka apologised. “Let me help you,” She bent down, but the servant stopped her. “It’s alright. Please do not apologise. This is my work. Let me do this.” The servant said with a warm smile and Mishka felt more guilty. She left the living area, walked into her room and called Agatha through the intercom. A
Standing before the dresser, Mishka was trying to attach the hooks of her black shimmery blouse for the nth time and groaned in frustration. She called Agatha to help her when Christian walked into the room unannounced. “Ah… Agatha, finally you’re here! Can you please fix this for me?” Mishka left her blouse open. Christian’s breath got hitched, the fantastic view rendered him speechless, and it made him forget his anger momentarily. When Agatha didn’t come forward to help or answer her, Mishka looked up in the mirror, and horror washed over her, witnessing Christian behind at the door in a crisp blue suit with a white shirt underneath. She screamed loudly covering herself with a bathrobe turned to him, “Can’t you knock before coming inside, Christian Knight?” She gritted her teeth. “Right, I’m sorry!” Christian gulped, looking away. “You should’ve locked the door! Anyone could just walk in!” He glared at her and turned to leave. “This is my house! I can do whatever I want.” Mishk
It was already late afternoon when Jennifer woke up, and because of heavy drinking last night, she was experiencing throbbing pain in her head. She sat on her bed and dialled the intercom to call a servant, but no one picked up her call in the kitchen. She held her head in her hand, groaning in pain, and a few minutes later, stepped out of her room. She turned to the staircase when she bumped into Vera’s nurse and the medicines slipped from her hand. “What the hell are you doing, woman? Can’t you see?” Jennifer shouted at the old nurse, and the latter lowered her head, apologising to her. “By the way, what are you doing here? You should be in the west wing?” Jennifer asked, raising an eyebrow. “Mrs Knight is shifted to the main mansion.” The nurse answered meekly. “What? When? Where?” Jennifer shrieked loudly. “This morning, on this floor and in that room.” The nurse pointed at Mishka’s old room. “Who has given you the instruction to shift her?” Jennifer asked in a deep, cunning