LOGINChapter 3
Ethan’s POVShe had made me lose the most important contract I was about to get this year and I hated her for making such an opportunity go to waste. I flew all the way from China to America just for that meeting and she just had to bump into me that day, ruining all my plans and arrangements that day.I was surprised when I saw her, she’s the one girl that I had stalked her social media pages, I was too busy to come back to America, this contract was an opportunity to get me back from all the work I had in China,I was able to come back to America for a while and I had planned to get my wife and take her back to China with me. I had gotten tired of seeing her only on her i*******m pages and stories. I finally wanted her to know I am her anonymous husband even if the marriage was based on business, still it was a legal one.I had gotten married to Miss Brooks because of business reasons, I got what I wanted from her family and they got what they wanted. I didn’t care to take her with me because I was away, she didn't know about me either. She was just married to an anonymous person.Seeing her today infuriated me. I lost a contract and didn’t want to see her again even if it was an apology, maybe I would have accepted. She lacked manners and I just had to punish her for the last night when we met.I made her work over time and then I had sympathy for her. I didn’t want to see her get wet so I had to take her home.I watched her get out of the car and walk to her fathers mansion, the mansion that I know belongs to her. She banged the door for a while and when it was finally opened, it was shut on her face and my wife was left pleading and hopeless.I watched her stand under the rain. After a while of standing under the rain, she took her phone out and made a call. Had my driver parked the car at the other side of the road so she wouldn’t notice me. I just wanted to be sure that she got in and was safe despite the fact that I was angry at her.“Should we head home, Mr Manchester?” My driver asked and I gave him a hard glare. He stayed quiet for a while then asked another question.“The girl is getting soaked and it’s pretty late, don’t you think we should take her in since they have refused to let her in?” I was quiet for a while, I didn’t want it to look like I was soft on her or being nice to her, that is not the kind of person I am. I cracked.“If nothing happens in the next 20 minutes, go over there, I will take her home.” I uttered, still staring at her, she looked really helpless and pitiful, why will she let someone have pity for her? I hate that.“Alright sir.” My driver answered.It was almost close to nineteen minutes. I checked my wrist watch.“Start the car, let’s move over there.” I turned to look back at her. “Hold on!” I ordered.I watched a lady who stepped out of a car and walked to her. They both stood for a while before walking quickly into the car. She came at the right time.“Sir, should we leave now?”“Not yet, I want you to follow that car wherever it will go.” I just want to ensure her safety.At this point, I knew that I had stalked her social media pages at that time and there was a time I wanted to come back to her but all they ended the day she made me lose that opportunity, so why then was I following her to make sure she was saved.Why would she be treated in such a way, why would she let her step mother treat her in such a way.The car stopped at a mansion and drove in, they were security all over, it looked saved“Take me home now!” I was rest assured that she was safeI finally got home, ate, took my bath and layed on my bed but couldn’t sleep. My back was on the bed and my eyes were directed to my ceiling. I was still thinking about how she let them lock her out of her own house. Why was that?Does she love being treated this way? How foolish of her. But she could shout back at anyone regardless of being at fault or not but can’t do anything to help herself? How pathetic.This got me quite pissed.I wasn’t expecting Helena to have this kind of behaviour; letting herself get punished when she clearly knows she has the right to go out and come back whenever pleases he, because she is the owner of the house and besides that, she is an adult.I really needed to sleep, I have a lot of meetings tomorrow and I need to be ready for all.Even as I laid on the bed, I couldn’t get over what had happened today. I was the reason why she was locked outside her own house, if I hadn’t made her work pass working hours then all of that wouldn’t have happened.Who the hell does her step mother think she is ?I slept thinking about today and how it was Helena’s fault that everything was happening.The next morning came and like every other day, I got ready and head to the library, going through books and finding solutions to lots of cases that kept rising in the company, I had to do as it was very importantI looked at the time and it was 30 minutes past 6, I was expecting Helena to be here any moment from now, if she was a second late she knew what would happen.I was done with the book, then walked back to my study, I picked a few files I wanted to go with to work and piled them up.I watched the time go and the day got brighter yet Helena wasn't here.I was donned in my work clothes, I had a grey coloured suit on and a black shirt on, I was still trying to put on a few things and get myself ready when I heard a soft knock on my door.“Come in.” I echoed and the door was pushed open and a petite looking Helena walked in.I looked at my wrist watch and gave a little smirk.“You are 10 minutes late Helena.” I turned to see her fully, she was donned on a black beautiful dress that highlighted all her beautiful features.“I am sorry, Mr Manchester. My night was terrible and it caused me to be late for work…." She was unable to finish her sentence when she sneezed.“I am sorry sir.” I watched her body tremble slowly, she sniffed in and sniffed out and tried to look me in the eye with her shaking body.“You are cold, you should get yourself warmed up”“Huh?” her eyes widened.“You heard me.”TBCHelena’s point of view My face was glued to my laptop, I didn’t want to see his reaction. He went quiet for a while, then finally spoke. “Did something happen?” He asked and I looked at him. “Sir, I’m fine, thank you, I have some things to work on this evening.” I didn’t care how my expression looked while I spoke to him but he still didn’t take his eyes off me. “It’s okay then.” He replied and finally took his eyes off me, he looked upset. I don't care, I should start turning him down before my feelings get the best of me. After work that night we didn't really speak to each other and after eating, I went to bed early. It has been over a week now and what Ethan and I do is greet each other and work; there are no further conversations, I was getting used to it at this point. It was Sunday. I sat in the living room when Ethan walked in from upstairs. “Can we talk?” He said as he got close. His eyes looked pale, like someone who has been thinking. That was strange because
Helena’s point of view The next morning, I didn't do too much since it was the first day. After breakfast, I went back upstairs to prepare for work. I wore corporate black trousers and a buttoned sky blue shirt, I loved how formal I looked. I applied makeup but just a little, took out some pairs of black shoes, and wore the one that suited my dressing.I styled my hair into a ponytail, which fits how formal I looked.And I claimed my day to be as beautiful as I am. I picked up my bag and left the room, heading downstairs. “Good morning, Ma’am.” Ruth greeted me and I smiled at her and greeted her as well. “Mr. Manchester is in the living room waiting, he wants to leave now.” “Alright, I'm all set to go,” I said to Ruth and we walked back to the living room. Ethan’s eyes struck mine as I got to the living room. “Good morning, sir.” I greeted him as he was staring into my soul. He then stood up and picked up his bag. “Good morning, Helena, are you done?” He asked as his eyes
Helena’s point of view I stood there for about two minutes then took a deep breath and knocked on the door, waited a little to know if he would answer but I didn't hear a word. I knocked a couple of times more but still heard nothing. I hope he is okay. I started getting worried then I opened the door, luckily it wasn't locked, and walked in. I haven't been to Ethan’s room before, it looked so nice and very neat. I looked around, he wasn't in his room, my legs decided to be in charge. I saw a picture on his table close to his bed. It was a picture of a lady, she looked so young to doubt if that could be his mother and Ethan never spoke about having a sibling. I don't know why but I felt this sting in my stomach as I saw that picture. I dropped the picture back to where it was and was about to leave his room. “What are you doing here?” I heard Ethan’s voice and I was so shocked to my bones. I quickly turned and my eyes couldn't contain what I saw. Ethan was half-naked, and
Helena’s point of view I froze as he asked. Did I ever mention that to him? Because I clearly know I didn't put my marital status in my credentials so how did he know I was married? Oh shit!!I spilled it out the day he asked for the offer to be his wife in Italy and I told him I was married. Shit! “Helena.” He called out my name and I quickly snapped out of my thoughts. “Um, what did you say?” I asked again, pretending I didn't hear what he clearly and audibly asked. “Are you married?” He asked again, hoping he would ask something different but he hit me up with the same question. Honestly I didn't really know what to answer, what if the man I am married to is already married with kids or dead or has long gone forgotten he was married but then again what If he is searching everywhere for me whilst I'm here trying to decide if I am married or not. Or am I so scared to tell him yes because I am having these strange feelings for him. Why is this so hard to answer?“I-I’m not ma
Helena’s point of view “We should be what?” My voice was low as I heard the word “partners.” “Gym partners.” He made it more precise and I cleared my throat. “T-That would be good.” I stuttered, and he then laughed. Yes I know I was already having little feelings for him but he is my boss, what would people think? Especially my colleagues. “Let's go now.” He uttered and we both walked out of the gym. He opened another door. This room was filled with game activities. “Do you love games?” I asked with so much amazement.The Mr Manchester I know is so much of a workaholic person, I never imagined he would love fun activities as well. I guess I don't know him that much. “I played games when I was much younger so I stored most of them here while growing up, so moving to New York, I decided to leave all this behind.” He explained, he sounded more calm. “Oh I never thought you’d love games, they look all fun to play with.” I could feel my inner child dancing as I spoke, forgetting I
Helena’s point of view Later that day we both went out, touring round the city, very beautiful places to view, I loved it. I noticed how Ethan, my boss, laughed more often, he acted like a different person entirely, and I really loved that side of him.“Would you have ice cream?” Ethan asked me and I smiled and nodded quickly staring at him. “Alright, choose the flavors you want.” His tone sounded more soft than it used to, his not a scary boss after all. I pointed at the flavors of ice cream I love.“What about you, aren't you having some?” I asked him, I was starting to be more comfortable around him, and not sound so formal anymore except when we are at work. “I don't take Ice cream.” He answered and I furrowed my brows. “Why not? Have a taste, you’d for sure love this flavor.” I tried to be a bit playful around him. He suddenly gave me this look and my smile began to shrink. He then looked at the ice cream. Or does he want it? Why does this man’s mood switch up so fast? “
Helena’s POV Why is he looking at me like he is mad at me? Did I do anything wrong before coming here? “Thank goodness you are okay now, what happened to you.” Betty asked me and I took my eyes off him. She looked worried, she held my hands but not too tight. “I was done eating, I just felt dizzy so
Chapter 8Helena’s POV “What do you have with him?” He asked me in an authoritative voice. “He is my colleague?” I looked quite confused at the question. He was quiet for a while but gave me a dead stare. “Get me those files you are done with I will check them properly before you leave.” He finally u
Helena’s point of view I went back to the room after having a work-related discussion with Mr Manchester. I sat on the bed, and suddenly I thought of how nice Mr Manchester has become towards me. I was so surprised when he gave me his credit card, it was beginning to feel like we came for a vaca
Ethan’s point of view Coming to Italy with Helena wasn't just about work. I want to know more about her and spend more time with her, it wasn’t compulsory to come with a wife, I know I would work that out but as they made mention of it, I just wanted Helena to come play that role. After all, she







