Naomi's POV
I was standing in front of the wardrobe, clothes pooled at my feet in a mess of different colours. For an hour I had been searching for the right outfit to wear for the interview, something that would impress both my husband and the interviewers; a dress that fit my new position as the wife of a billionaire heir.
The makeup artist was already on her way yet I was as undecided as I first was when I opened this massive wardrobe. The problem with having too many outfits was making a choice; gowns of different colours stared back at me, skirts, shirts, blazers, trousers and jackets from well-known de
Steven's point of viewHer words came to me as shock at first but I got over it. I knew I have to assure her and let her know she is the only one i want and no one else."It's a really long story Treasure, but I will tell you for sure," i said to her.I started narrating from the night I made her cry and how I left the house. I explained to how we figured out who Marenda was and what a conniving bitch she was.I told her how Marenda has been an illegal resident in America and how she was caught and taken back to Scotland to face the law of her country."Wow!" She muttered."A lot
Steven's point of viewThe joy of knowing you would be a father was something I never expected to be exciting before. I mean I knew it was great but that feeling was way beyond what I thought.I rushed back to meet the doctor, "Thank you so much!" I thanked the doctor."Hope she's fine?" I asked him."Yes, she is and I mean, you can see her now," he said to me and walked away. Just as he walked away, Naomi's father came rushing into the hospital with Angela.Third person's point of viewLife for Raymond has been hard ever since Angela was diagnosed with an
Steven's point of view.Mr Langford arrived in New York last night. He was the man who Marenda stole from and ran away.After contacting him and telling him of the girl who stole from him location, he said he was coming to New York.Daniel called to tell me of his arrival yesterday and we planned on meeting him today. I looked at myself on the mirror with sympathy while I wore my shirt.I looked rough and unkept, my beards were not shaved and my hair was messy. I haven't been able to eat for the past days since Naomi left.I remembered her father's threat and I got private investigator looking for her. There have gotten no idea where she w
Steven's point of viewBefore I would reach Daniels house, he was already waiting for me at his door with a triumphant smirk on his face."We were the biggest fools in the world, hope you know that?" Daniel said to me. I was confused as to why he said such."And your reason being?" I sighed weakly. I was tired, Naomi disappearance was having a huge toil on me and I was mentally drained.Any other news apart from where Naomi was mattered not to me. I wanted her, I needed her like I needed oxygen and it hurts because we were fine just last night.Where did I go wrong? I saw her this morning, I saw her and I held her then she asked for space,
Third person's point of viewAngela watched her father, she waited for his reply but he said nothing."Why aren't you saying anything father?" She cried out, her voice was shaky."Answer me father! Why are you quiet?" Angela cried out loud, holding unto his suit jacket."I'm..I'm.." Raymond croaked, he didn't know how he'd explain and tell her anything without breaking her heart."Father, father!" She shouted."Angela, I'm really sorry, I'm really..." Before he could complete his statement, Angela brought out a knife."
Naomi's point of view.It was past four in the morning when I woke up. Once my eyes landed on the alarm clock, I tried sitting down on the bed. I was extremely tired from last night.I tried getting up from the bed but winced in pain. "Ouch!" I cried out. My core was hurt. I sat back down on the bed trying to calm my nerves as memories of last night resurfaced making me blush.I finally did the deed! My heart sank when I thought of my plans to leave him.He only treated me well because I was hurt, he doesn't like me. He was only sympathizing with me and trying to be the husband he should be. In as much as I felt pain, last night was one of the best one of my life.