Nathan's pov
I should have been at the hostel an hour ago, I was caught up in fucking traffic. A car is in front of me and another is behind me, I had my bodyguards follow me today. I got to Los Angeles on Monday to see how my managers are running the business. I had gone to check my Tech company this morning and it's failing. I thought they would have introduced our new advanced technology to the world by now but they haven't. My tech company sales and finance manager has been living off the company's fund. I was grateful George my PA had called to tell me about What was happening in my Tech company. He should have told me this earlier, it started two weeks ago. I have been overseeing other businesses my family owned in other countries but I needed to be here to make things right. I didn't waste much time in firing my Tech company manager and two others. I told my driver to take me to my hotel, I need to see how things are there. Noah had done a great job at the hotel, he maintained it so well. The car stopped and I adjusted my tie. Stepping out of my SUV and my bodyguards standing behind me. “Have a nice day sir” Daniel my driver said smiling, I nodded not looking at him. "Y'all can wait in the car or look for something else to do," I said as I made my way toward the hotel. "Yes Sir" My bodyguards chorused. I can see George's reflection through the glass door, he's following me. What now? He has given me enough bad news. Well, I can't complain cos he's doing his job and he's good at it. Two valets bowed at me in respect opening the glass doors for me and I nodded at them. The hotel is crowded with people and staff doing their duties. Three women pass by me, giving me seductive looks. "He's so cute" The blonde one whispered biting her lips. I spot the ring on her finger, she's married. "I could eat him up," the red-haired said and they giggled walking out of the hotel. I am not surprised, I get attention from women a lot. Some women are confident enough to approach me. "Sir, I have a few who have applied for the offices of those you fired this morning. Should I set an interview so you can meet them?" George asked walking beside me and trying to jot things down in his journal. "Yeah, do just that. I want to meet them personally" I said not looking at him. "Sir, What about the post of a new manager?" He asked curiously since I haven't said anything about it. "I have called my manager in China, he will be working here. I have promoted his assistant so he can replace him over there" I said and stopped walking. "I believe he will do a great job here as he has done in our branch in China," He said smiling. "Stop being a Journalist George, go fix a meeting with the Woodwofs," I said walking away not waiting for his reply. This is the hotel my mum and I established 5 years ago. She has left all the work for me, focusing more on her boutique in Miami. Being the CEO of many businesses that my family owned can be very frustrating, I barely have enough time for myself. I see the receptionist that I still can't recall her name applying more lipstick to her already red lips and seating upright with her breast almost falling out of her red blouse. Why all this red? Is she Santa's daughter? I thought. "Good afternoon Mr. White" She smiled exposing her White teeth at least it's not red I thought ignoring her, She's trying too hard, I'll have to fire her soon. "Mr. White" I heard a deep voice behind me. I turned, it was Noah walking toward me and bowing slightly. He looks tired with bags under his eyes. "Noah," I said nodding at him. I haven't seen him since a month ago when I came to Los Angeles for a meeting. "Any problem?" I asked him. I need to know if he needs anything or if there's a complaint. "No sir. I saw George now and he said you were here," he said adjusting his tie. "Okay, you are doing a great job here. I will appreciate you bringing ideas on how to make this hotel the top on this continent" I said tapping his shoulders. "I will, Thank you, Mr. White," Noah said smiling. He's probably happy about my compliment, He looks like he hasn't slept for a few days, I hope it's because he's taking his work seriously. I turned and walked into the elevator, I was the only one inside. My phone started ringing loudly. "Hey buddy" Micheal shouted from the other line and I instantly rolled my eyes bringing the phone away from my ear for a moment trying to save my eardrum. "Has Leah arrived?" I asked him ignoring his greeting. He was supposed to pick up my eighteen-year-old cousin from the airport. She's the female version of me with the same sandy blonde hair and blue eyes that run in the family just like my mum and her younger sister who is Leah's mother. Her birthday is in a few days, she wants to spend some time with me here in Los Angeles. "Is she coming today?" Micheal asked. I can't believe him right now. I told him last week, he was supposed to pick her up from the airport. I have been busy for months now and don't even have time for myself. "Dumb ass, you were supposed to pick her up when she arrives, I was at a meeting". He forgets everything except his meals. "Don't blame me" He said. "You can always ask your driver to pick her up". He replied with irritation clear in his voice. "Did you also buy her birthday gift like you said you were going to?" He added thinking he got me. "Yeah... You idiot, Go and get her, I don't want her grumbling all day" I said running a hand through my hair. "Moreover, why should I ask my driver to do it when I can stress you," I said standing in front of the elevator and looking down at my expensive shoes. "Fine, I'll go get her," He replied. “I will be going to the club this night,” He said changing the topic. "I will be going to the mansion today, My mum has been nagging about not seeing me for a month and I am scared she will appear any moment," I said putting my free hand in my pocket. "Mama's boy" He replied laughing out loud and I scoffed. "You'll be missing a lot," He said and I knew he was smirking. He would be busy all night pleasuring or getting pleasured. "Whatever," I said not interested in getting laid tonight. A lady holding a baby passed by me and went into the elevator. I changed the topic and we started talking business. "Bye," I said hanging up and putting my phone back in my pocket. I walked towards the suite that has been reserved for me, the perks of being the boss.Olivia Today is our wedding anniversary and we have decided to visit my husband's family for dinner. Nathan has been a wonderful father to our two-year-olds, Mia and Jordan. Yes! I had twins and Nathan was the happiest the day I had them. He bought a place for me in town to set up my restaurant. Mr. White and Mrs. White have given their businesses to Nathan and they spend most of their time traveling the world, they just got back from Jamaica two days ago. My best friend Amanda has moved to Paris and now has her own fashion brand. She brings Claire every now and then to see the twins. Turns out that the day Michael and Nathan visited me in Paris. Amanda and Michael clicked. They made it official at our wedding as Michael was the best man and Amanda was the best lady. We were shocked but happy, that was the best wedding present. Our wedding had been the talk of the town with celebrities in attendance. I had underestimated the white's wealth and affluence. I attende
Olivia "Hello Mabel" I waved at my old neighbor as I walked out of my house adjusting my purse. I know Amanda will be able to babysit Claire for a little while cos I was running late for my afternoon shift at the cafe. "Wait!" I heard Claire shout behind me as I turned to see her running down the stairs of my apartment in the blue dress Amanda made for her. She still has a year to spend in fashion school but she comes to visit every chance she gets. "I did not kiss you goodbye," She said as she stood on the tip of her toes and kissed my cheek I bent over for her to do so as I patted her head gently. "Now you can go" She replied waving me and going back into the house. I got into my car as I thought of Nathan. I haven't spoken to him in six months and I am trying so hard to deny it but I am not happy. I have questioned myself countless times if I was turning into my mother, she also ran away. Not just that, I was just finally living the life that I dreamed of and
Nathan It's been 6 months since Olivia left and I have been miserable. At first, I thought she was missing again until Leah told me the truth about her wanting to leave and pursue her dreams. How could she do that to me? She didn't care about my feelings. She took Claire with her and I'm afraid they might not come back again. "Sir... This is the document for the last ..." My secretary said trying her best to sound professional. "Just leave it there," I said pointing at one corner of my desk and adjusting my tie. "Okay Sir," My secretary said reluctantly, she still had something to say but I was not ready to talk to anyone right now. She turned and walked out of my office, her heel clicking loudly on the tiled floor. "Hey..." I hear a familiar voice. The door of my office swung open. It's Micheal, I thought rolling my eyes. "Any news?" Michael said walking towards me and sitting on my desk. He was talking about Olivia. "No" I replied not looking his way. He sigh
Olivia I sat in silence looking out the window at nothing in particular. Nathan was sitting beside me with my hands in his, He has not left my side since I woke up in the hospital and had the uncomfortable conversation with Mr. White, or is it, Dad? I can't still get over the fact that Mr. White was my father. The car stopped in front of the mansion and for a minute I dreaded going into the house not knowing what to face or how to act towards Mr White. For God's sake, my life has turned around within two months and I don't even have a say in it. "Olivia," I heard Nathan say and I snapped my head up to see the car door open and Nathan is standing there with a worried expression on his face. I stepped out forcing a smile at him and failing miserably. He just sighed and took my hand helping me out of the car. The house was quiet as a maid walked by, she greeted Nathan and me giving me a look like she pitied me making me wonder if everyone in the house knew my story. "You haven't sa
Nathan For how long will all of this continue? My mum is a complete mess at home, I found out that I was not my father's son, and Olivia is unconscious and lying on a hospital bed looking pale. I didn't know what my father said to her. The doctor has asked us not to worry, she just needs to rest and will be discharged tomorrow morning. I see my dad in the distance, his head on the wall and his hands in a tight fist. I wonder how he was feeling, I still need to ask about what he said to my girl I thought. The hospital is busy today as doctors and nurses walk past me. My dad entered the men's room and this was the chance I had to have a word with him. I joined him in the rest room and I saw him splashing a reasonable amount of water on his face, He didn't even notice me standing behind me. "Dad... What the fuck did you tell her"? I shouted walking over to him as he turned back to look at me in shock before sadness clouded his face. He had been ignoring me and the su
Olivia I ran after Mr White who punched the wall repeatedly as he walked down the stairs angrily muttering words under his breath. I followed him quietly not knowing what to say or how to comfort a man that just found out that his only child isn't his but his best friend's. He went to his bar and took a bottle of whiskey and a glass cup. He stood for a whole minute looking at the bottle then suddenly smashed the glass cup on the floor. I gasped in fear moving back. He opened the bottle and gulped forcefully. I wondered if he hadn't noticed me or if he was probably ignoring me. He loosened his tie and then headed out the back door towards the garden. He sat down on a bench drinking from the whiskey bottle before screaming and hitting his chest repeatedly. I ran over to him kneeling in front of him and holding his clenched fist in an attempt to calm him. "It's okay Mr White, Everything is going to be fine," I said looking up at him smiling and patting his hand gently. "How could