登入“Andre! Son?” Alice called but he just hugged her and sniffled before walking past her into his room. Alice turned herself and watched his retreating back view, how will he take it?
She only glanced back at Felix when Andre disappeared from sight. Her tears ran down her cheeks. She already knew something was wrong, Regina had made her guess; her daughter had been married off to another man. “I'm sorry Aunt, that I couldn't stop the wedding” Felix said with a reddened eyes. Andre had sacrificed everything for love and relationship. He could slit his throat if that would make Jasmine satisfied and what did she think? She said he was blind to reality all his life. Alice nodded and sniffled before saying “Thank you for bringing him home to me” he doesn't need to tell her, she knows he must have pulled Andre from that venue with difficulty. For the rest of that day, Andre didn't step out of his room. He was broken. Why would she do this to him? He was working hard to meet both his immediate family needs and that of Jasmine and her parents. It appeared his hard work was not good enough. She's his childhood friend. Since he was adopted, Jasmine had been his friend. Her parents were friends to his mother and that automatically made them friends too. But they started dating five years ago and three years ago he promised to marry her. She knows him as much as his mother. He'd only loved her and they were going to get married early the next year. Patrick is rich, no doubt. She'd told him once that Patrick was asking her out but she loves him alone and that was it, he needed thought she would betray him. Are women these evil or was it because he was poor, from the orphanage and doesn't have identity? Perhaps all these reasons are summed up to result in her betrayal. He heard his mom banging on his door pleading with him to open the door but he refused. Alice, sad and unhappy, decided to go to see her friend Regina. She should have told her son to stay away from her daughter instead of using him to meet their needs and keep them alive and dumped him. She got there and met a group of people partying. The Logan's are so poor that Andre had to sponsor Jasmine's university education. But how could they have gotten so much money to host people like this? “Celebrating right, Regina?”Alice seethed. Her eyes were spitting fire. Her son was sad and they are happy. What a life. To be happy, someone else's life must be ruined? “You came at the nick of time, Alice. We're celebrating the happiness of our daughter and how she was lucky enough not to end up in the hands of a nobody like your son. Join us in the joyous occasion…” Regina declared and released the glass of wine in her hands, letting it crash on the floor and sending a splashing stain on Alice. Ignoring her drama, Alice sniffled and asked “You and I have been friends in the past. We raised our kids together and today, you throw a celebration to my son's loss and ruin? Betrayal and heartbreak? His sadness and abuse meant nothing to you? If he were your son, would you be happy? If this had happened to Jasmine, how would you feel? I thought Andre is like a son to you and you would consider him for all he'd done for you? He saved your daughter's life, she now lives with his kidney and not once did he give his blood…” Alice was saying when Regina interrupted her. “Enough! Watch your words when you talk to me henceforth. I am no longer in your class anymore. You should respect me. First, you can't compare yourself with me. I am a mother and I was pregnant with my belly. You don't know what being a mother is. You're a barren woman all your life and Andre is just a lost good for nothing you picked up to run errands for you. So don't consider me on the same grade level as you. Secondly, don't you ever compare my high class daughter with your lowlife slum you called a son! How dare you compare the East to the West? Only a senseless woman like you can raise a stupid son like Andre. My daughter can never be in Andre's shoes, don't ever compare them! If you think your so-called son has done something little for my daughter and my family, name your price. My son in-law is capable. He'll pay back with interest. From this moment, consider our friendship over, I can't condescend so low after a glimpse of this better life to keep company with you..” Regina declared. Turning to the waiting guests, Regina said “Let's make a toast to a life of wealth and prosperity” she raised her glass and others clicked theirs together “To health, prosperity and happiness” Alice heard as she gently turned around and left. There's nothing left for Andre in Logan's family. She would return to console her son. Wealth and riches have smiled on Regina and her family and those who were dearest to her in the past have become her enemies. She left and just before stepping out of sight, she turned back and wished them every single pain they've caused her son. Every tear that Andre drops because of their daughter, will be forever remembered.As she dashed into the court, she was suddenly blinded by flashes of lights coming from the journalists' cameras. Camilla stiffened, shocked by the crowds of royal dignitaries present including the King himself. Surrounded by royalty stood Andre, holding a beautiful bouquet of roses, his face literally lit up with a beautiful smile. He was dressed in the most beautiful and definitely expensive designer suit. His pair of shoes was custom-made from the finest leather materials. Her shocked expression softened into a beautiful smile, and her eyes clouded with tears. She took a step, and Andre took the remaining steps as he approached her, handing the flowers to her. On top of the flowers was a glittering diamond ring. The camera focused on it. It was beautiful, and it was embroidered with a capital C. It was custom-made for Camilla alone. She sniffled; her heart was overwhelmed with an overflowing sense of joy. As a matter of fact, she cannot really express how she felt at the
“What does it matter now? Whatever I felt for you was in the past. There isn't anything I want right now, other than walking away from you and your haunted past” she declared and turned the door knob. She'd made up her mind. She was leaving. Andre is sincerely not emotionally available. He can't move on; he is just trying to play the act; he isn't truly available for her. One of the maids saw her and her suitcase and walked briskly to her. “My lady.” She bowed and took the suitcase from her. How can her future majesty be pulling a suitcase along? “It's fine, you don't have to worry,” Camilla tried declining. She doesn't want anyone to treat her specially. She's no longer their Prince's girlfriend. “I shall die if the Prince finds me loitering around and you dragging a suitcase.” The maid refused, bowing herself again and holding onto the suitcase. And quickly she added, “Where would my lady want me to take the suitcase?” Before Camilla could respond, Andre replied, “Back t
Andre sighed softly, shut his eyes and glanced at Camilla. What will he say now, that is capable of pacifying her? He stayed away for a while, went downstairs and felt really angry with himself. Why was he acting stupid whenever the name Jasmine was mentioned? He thought he'd gone past that stage. He'd always told himself he'd moved on with his life, especially with Camilla by his side. He needed to apologise to her. He wants her to know his actions were by impulse. It wasn't real. He fisted his palm, hit it hard against the wall and his knuckles bled. He was going to do it again when a guard called, “Prince Andre, are you alright?” He paused but didn't glance back. That was when he saw his knuckles bruised. He sighed softly and ordered, “I need two glasses of milk.” He just needed to get back to the bedroom and apologise to Camilla. He doesn't know what to do to make her calm and listen to him, but he'll keep trying and hopefully she will listen. He sure knows he won't b
Camilla glared at him and Andre completely turned his gaze away, avoiding to lock eyes with her. He was ashamed of himself. He honestly didn't know what happened or how much he hurt her, but he knew whatever made Camilla's eyes go red was beyond her willpower. She just glared at him for so long and shook her head in regret. She knew it, he did this to her because of his ex-girlfriend. He hurts her in revenge for what she'd done to him. He took her body to be hers. The obsession was too glaring. He can't forget about her. He is soul-tied to her, and no matter the number of women he comes in contact with after her, they'll all live in her shadows. They were happy a while ago. She thought he was making love to her, but no, he was making love to Jasmine Logan. Her body is the vacuum he used to get connected to her soul. She'd never believed the myth, but she does now. He was only thinking about her, shutting her out of his mind and thought, only focused on Jasmine. He found her s
Camilla paused, her hands resting on his cock but no longer caressing it. She swallowed hard, she didn't expect that he would take her by surprise when he unceremoniously slipped his fingers into her cunt. He didn't stop. He pulled his hands out, allowing her wetness to accompany his finger out, and then pushed it further, sending a fresh wave of pleasure into her, and this time, he kept his gaze on her and commanded, “Keep your gaze on me.” Camilla nodded, unable to utter another word. She opened her eyes and stared at him. Andre's gaze was lust-filled, and his lips were partly parted. “Caress my dick, babe, why did you stop?” he demanded, his voice close to being that of a soft moan. That was when Camilla realised that she wasn't caressing him anymore, just having her hand on his dick. She caressed his shaft faster now, just as he was finger fucking her, and the effect was immediate. Andre's swiftness followed suit. He added another finger, going deeper and curving in her
“So far, excellent,” Camilla responded. The dude knew a lot about the company before she took over its presidency. He'd worked with Benson Wood, her dad and continued with her. There's little or nothing he doesn't know except the financial inflows and signatory. “Maxwell is trustworthy. I've worked with him side by side when Benson was the CEO,” Andre confirmed and pulled his shirt off to expose a perfectly ripped body. Camilla had not really seen him this shirtless. When they fucked, who cares to see the body and the muscles? There were six-packs with a tiny belly button. She saw his long muscular legs, a characteristic of a basketballer. Andre was going to pull down his pants when his eyes locked with Camilla's and he chuckled. She hadn't really seen his body as supposed. The one who can accurately give a description of him was Jasmine. “What exactly do you want, Camilla, me or my body?” Teasing her. He saw how she stared at him as if he was some Celestine being







