The party ended abruptly and all the guests went home. Hector has strengthened the security around the mansion and is paranoid. All the guards are on alert, with orders to kill anyone caught trespassing. “How the f*ck did his men enter my mansion?” Hector growls. He slams his fists hard on the table. Palmer and Jim are standing in front of him. Hector is glaring at them so Palmer clears his throat to speak.“We have checked every CCTV camera and saw nothing suspicious,” he states in a matter-of-fact way. “The mansion was well secured and-”SMASH!A vase comes flying at him but he calmly steps aside and lets the object smash against the wall, breaking into tiny pieces. Hector’s fury is through the roof but Palmer is unaffected while Jim is terrified. The wrath of their boss is exploding.“MY F*CKING ENEMIES GOT INTO THE MANSION!” He screams. “THAT TOO ON MY ENGAGEMENT! AND…AND…”He’s f*cking my ex-wife! He thinks bitterly. The image of Scarlett and Ryder is flashing through his eyes a
Scarlett is fidgeting in the hallway of the Rochester mansion. She’s feeling extremely nervous and suddenly questioning herself whether she did the right thing by announcing her marriage to Hector. There’s no doubt in her mind that he’s going ballistic at that very moment but he doesn’t scare her.She’s more worried about Elle’s reaction. No one knows Elle the way she does. Beneath the kind facade is a completely deranged person who will go to any lengths to get what she wants. But Elle has Hector now. Scarlett has nothing to fear from her, right?I just need to find the truth behind James and mom’s deaths, she tells herself. Her thoughts are interrupted by a maid.“Your luggage has been kept in the master bedroom, madam,” the maid informs her.Master bedroom…there’s no doubt about it. Even if it’s a contract marriage, Ryder is still her husband and she has to stay with him in one bedroom. The thought scares her but she swallows down her fears. She’ll have to cater to his whims even a
Scarlett slowly wakes up only to be momentarily blinded by the dazzling sunlight. She slowly sits up, confused. Her eyes are half closed and she sleepily yawns. The jail doesn’t have much sunlight, she thinks to herself. And why is the ground so soft? She touches what she expects to be the floor but to her surprise, she feels a soft satin mattress. Realizing that something is amiss, she opens her eyes. “Where the hell am I?” she asks in astonishment. It takes her several seconds to realize that she’s no longer in jail. The events of the last day come back to her. She was released from jail, her mother died, her ex husband and her step sister are engaged and Scarlett is now… “Shit!” She gasps and looks around for Ryder. She’s no longer a prisoner but is the wife of the country’s most ruthless mafia lord! “Did he not return home?” she wonders out loud. The other side of the bed doesn’t look as if it’s been slept in. There’s no sign of him anywhere. Scarlett gets off the bed an
A shabby looking man in his early forties is grumbling inside the posh apartment. He yawns and scratches his pot belly, feeling annoyed. “Where the f*ck is my pizza?” He growls. His stomach growls in hunger. He ordered pizza from a pizzeria over an hour ago but the darn thing isn’t here yet! Vasco Martinez is not a patient man and he’s even more cranky when hungry.His phone rings and Vasco lets out a groan. “This damn brat,” he mutters. He may loathe Hector Hawkins but the dumba** is the boss’ son.“What is it?” He grumbles on the phone.“I need you to look into something!” Hector instantly demands. “I want you to investigate Scarlett’s activities. What she’s doing, where she’s going, and everything she does with Ryder!”“Huh? That ex-wife of yours?” Vasco frowns at the request. Everyone knows that Hector sent Scarlett to jail and absolutely hates her. He picks up the newspaper from a table and reads the front page. The picture of Ryder Rochester and Scarlett D’arcy are on the fro
HIs lips crash onto hers, engaged in a fiery passion. Scarlett is taken aback by his actions, her mind temporarily overwhelmed by his musky scent. His lips are surprisingly soft and taste sweet. He gently grazes her tongue with his, making Scarlett’s stomach flutter.But the warmth stays only for an instant. It dawns on her that Ryder stole her first kiss.Even though she had been married to Hector for three years, he never kissed her, let alone touch her. And now this strange man was kissing her. Was it loneliness or just a fleeting feeling but at that moment, she wanted him to keep going. The years in jail have only increased her isolation and now that she’s back in the real world, she just wants to feel again. Even if it means kissing Ryder Rochester..Ryder didn’t expect her to kiss him back but she did. To his own astonishment, it isn’t a bad feeling. Her damp hair is tangled in his fingers and he can feel her cheeks warming up. He deepens the kiss, their tongues wrapped in a fi
Kat sighs inwardly but keeps a poker face. The teacher is rambling on and on about computers but she doesn’t care much. Her knowledge on technology is far advanced than high school stuff. “Troy, are we up for the party tonight at your place?” a girl whispers to someone at the back.Kat’s ears perk up. A party?A blonde haired boy looks at the girl. His dark eyes are sharp and brooding, his hair tousled. The boy is quite tall with a muscular build thanks to playing soccer. He rolls his eyes and addresses the girl.“Things aren’t going well at my place,” he tells her. “I’m not gonna host any parties there.”“But your dad is away and your brother is busy with his fiance!” The pretty brunette girl pouts. Her name is Moira Matthews and she’s one of the most popular girls in the school. Every guy is mad for her but she has her eyes on Troy only.Troy, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about her. Moira leans so close to him that her arm is touching his. Troy feels a little annoyed and
Hector is staring outside the window, his eyes calm yet brimming with anger. He’s on the watch for his ex-wife and her new husband who are due to arrive at any moment. “Ahem.”He groans and turns around to find Jeremy standing there. The old man is unfazed by the events, hiding his feelings with utmost professionalism. “Mr. and Mrs. Rochester will be moving in today,” he informs Hector, ignoring the latter’s anger. “I’ve prepared the extended mansion’s rooms for them, fully furnished and-”“That f*cking b*tch and her man-wh*re can stay in the outhouse!” Hector growls. “They’re not welcome here-”“They own half of the mansion and have the right to stay wherever they choose to,” Jeremy cuts through. “It was your carelessness which cost you your mansion. Thankfully, your antics only cost us this mansion and not the main one. Otherwise, your father would have struck you down.”A cold silence follows. Hector turns away from him, resuming to gaze at the gate outside. At any moment, Scarle
Elle is sitting on a chair, deep in thought. Her mind is spinning with the image of Ryder kissing Scarlett. It won’t leave her in peace and she can’t let it go either. She grips the arms of the chair. Did Ryder truly forget the promises they had once made?It was supposed to be me and him! A voice inside her head says. Me. Not her. Me!For the first time in a long while, her mind goes back to the moments she shared with her beloved Ryder. They were just teenagers who were in love, not caring about the society. Their statuses were worlds apart and yet, it didn’t bother them. All they cared about was each other.And now, he’s kissing Scarlett…“No!” She grits to herself. “I won’t let this happen!”“What won’t you let happen?” A voice startles her and she spins around to find Hector standing at the doorway of the bedroom. He looks annoyed and angry but his expression softens when he sees her.Elle stands up and instantly rushes to hug him. Hector is taken by surprise but she holds him t