Gael descended the staircase, his expression clouded with anger and frustration. As he reached the bottom, Linda approached him, informing she had already served his dinner,"I won't be eating, Linda," Gael declared sharply, his mind preoccupied with the turmoil of emotions.Linda stood there, taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor. She couldn't fathom what could have triggered such a drastic shift in his mood.Without further explanation, Gael swiftly made his way towards the door, his eyes still burning with anger.Once outside, he immediately summoned his car keys, his urgency evident in the way he called out, "My keys!"A security guard promptly approached him, handing him the keys to one of his luxury cars."Sir, would you like us to tail behind?" the security guard inquired, concern etched on his face.Gael shook his head, dismissing the offer, "No, I'm fine."He swiftly positioned himself behind the wheels and drove out of the mansion, the engine roaring to life.As he d
Linda hesitated for a moment, torn between telling the truth and protecting Elma. "I didn't know you'd like it, ma'am. I always try to cater to your exquisite tastes and stick to the meals I know you prefer," she explained, carefully choosing her words.Mrs Edgar nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I must say, this was a pleasant surprise. You should definitely prepare more of this in the future," she said."Yes, ma'am. I'll make sure to include it in the menu," Linda replied, though she knew that Elma might not always be available to help her in the kitchen.As Mrs Edgar finished her dinner, she requested more roasted vegetables, thoroughly enjoying the delightful meal prepared by Linda and Elma unknowingly to her."Could you serve more roasted vegetables Linda," Mrs Edgar said."Of course, ma'am," Linda said with a smile, glad that Mrs Edgar enjoyed the meal. She quickly served more roasted vegetables for her.As Mrs Edgar continued eating, Linda asked her if there was anything else she cou
"How? What happened? You never believed me when I told you, so why a change of mind now?" Kim asked, her voice tinged with both surprise and skepticism."She knew you were pregnant. My Mother was right. She overheard us in the dining room when my mother said it," Gael explained, his tone carrying a mix of frustration and resignation."Oh my God.. I'm sorry Gael, I was only speculating though… I wasn't sure, I didn't know it'd be true," Kim replied, attempting to appear remorseful, but her eyes betrayed a different motive."It's alright Kim, it just hurts," Gael confessed, turning to face her with a mix of vulnerability and disappointment in his eyes."I know… I know Gael, but I want you to know I'm here for you. For whatever you need, anything at all," Kim said, her voice seductive as she tried to seize the moment.Gael looked at her deep in the eyes, a swirl of emotions evident in his gaze. "Anything? Anything Kim?" he asked, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and conflict."
Kim woke up and stretched her arms to touch Gael on the other side of the bed but she didn't feel him there.So she immediately opened her eyes to see for herself, Gael had left already."Damn it!" Kim said. "Such a jerk!" She cursed out.She got up from her bed and went to take a shower, after showering she went to the living room to pick up her phone.Dialed Gael's number countless times but he didn't pick up Out of frustration she dropped her phone and went back to her room to get dressed to head to Gael's office. ******Elma had just woken up when she heard a knock on her door.Wondering who it could be, she opened the door without asking, and it was Linda."Linda? What's the matter?" Elma asked, confused."About last night's dinner, ma'am, Mrs. Edgar loved it and wants me to keep preparing it often," Linda said."You told her I made it?" Elma asked, scared at first."No ma'am, not at all," Linda reassured her."So what do you need me to do?" Elma asked, still not getting the
Gael stepped out of his luxurious Rolls Royce Phantom, and as he reached the towering glass building of his company, he put on his professional demeanor, his face a mask of authority and determination. He was not willing to entertain any unprofessional gestures today, especially after the chaotic morning he had.His personal assistant was waiting for him at the top floor, a tablet in hand, and a respectful smile on his face, as the elevator doors opened."Good morning, Mr. Edgar," his PA greeted him, his voice composed and professional."Morning," Gael replied with a nod, acknowledging his presence. "What's on the agenda for today?"He quickly briefed him on the day's schedule, the important meetings, and the urgent matters that required his attention. Gael listened intently, absorbing the information, and mentally preparing himself for the day ahead."We also received an email from the bloggers," his PA mentioned hesitantly, knowing the stress Gael had to put up with when handling
PrologueFive years ago, in the dimly lit room of a club, a young lady laid unconscious on a dirty couch. Her long, dark hair was splayed out around her like a halo. The music from the club thumped loudly outside the closed door, muffling the sounds of her shallow breathing. Her dress was hiked up around her waist, revealing her underwear and the bruises on her thighs.She was just another victim of the predatory club-goer who had slipped something into her drink and taken advantage of her. She laid there, alone and violated, feeling a mix of fear, anger, and confusion. She had no idea who he was or why he had done this to her,As she tried to piece together what had happened, she saw him standing just beside the window, his back to her. He was wearing only his trousers, and she could see a Hawaiian tattoo on his back. The light reflecting off the window obscured his face, but she knew with a sickening sense of certainty that he was the one who had taken advantage of her while she was
Elma arrived at the restaurant a few minutes early, her heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and uncertainty. She had never imagined that she would be entering into a contract marriage. As she waited for Gael to arrive, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious about what was to come.Finally, Gael walked through the door, a broad smile on his face. "Elma, you look beautiful," he said, as he approached her table. He was followed by a man in a suit, who Elma assumed was his lawyer."Thank you," Elma said, her heart racing as Gael sat down across from her."I'm glad you decided to accept my offer," Gael said, as he handed her a stack of documents. "This is the contract for our marriage. It's a two-year commitment, and you'll be living in my billionaire mansion."Elma's eyes widened in surprise. She had not expected the marriage to be so long, or for her to be living in Gael's home. "I had no idea it would be this serious," she said, her voice trembling."I know it's a lot to take i
"Hello, Mrs. Edgar, it's nice to finally meet you," Elma said with a warm smile as she extended her hand to Gael's mother.Gael's mother hesitated for a moment before reluctantly shaking Elma's hand. "Yes, nice to meet you too," she said, her voice cold and distant."Breakfast is ready, so please come downstairs," Mrs Edgar said, turning away from Elma and walking downstairs.Mrs. Edgar sat at the head of the large, mahogany dining table, her eyes fixed on Elma as she took a delicate sip of tea from her porcelain cup. "So, dear," she said, her tone cold and measured. "How did you and Gael meet?"Elma shifted nervously in her seat, glancing over at Gael for support. Before she could respond, however, Gael jumped in. "We met in Los Angeles," he said quickly. "At a fashion runway show I was attending. Elma's a model."Mrs. Edgar raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "A model, you say? I find that hard to believe. I've never heard of you, dear."Elma shifted in her seat, clearly un