Christianas POV; Grandma turns to me slowly like she just heard a gunshot. She raises a brow at me and I swallow. Yes, I just got what I've been wanting from grandma, but that won't stop me from defending Raymond. She can take away the job for all I care, but I'm tired of watching them treat Raymond badly. Raymond is a good person. He's caring, supportive, mature, very friendly, and is the only friend I've had in a very long time. Above all, he's my husband and no one. None has the right to treat him like filth. I saw the way my mother treated my dad. Like a king. She was always there for him and made me understand that if anything happens to my husband, it will get to me too. I learned that from her. I don't know what Raymond did, but I don't need to know, before defending him. "That's right grandma. If my husband leaves this house today, I'm going with him. "I reply and grandma simply shoots daggers at me with her eyes. "Fine. Go then. No on

Christiana's POV;"You slept on the bed. "I note."Oh. Yeah, about that. I'm... I'm sorry I... "He begins but I cut him."It's okay. "I reply with a smile and the expression on his face has a small brush of confusion. Which causes my smile to grow.He slowly looks down, and I follow his gaze. I find that he's staring at our interlocked fingers, and I quickly drag my hand away in embarrassment. I have no idea when I took hold of his hand, but I should have let go before he saw it!"Uhm... Uhm, Granny wants us downstairs. "I say to him with my face turned away from him." Sure. "He replies. I feel him get off the bed, and I watch him get into the restroom. I run my palms over my face. What's going on with you Christiana? I feel all fuzzy and excited. What's going on?Raymond comes out of the restroom with his hair dripping water, and my throat dries up as I

Raymonds POV;"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we celebrate this? "I question, and she chuckles."Celebrate a hundred dollars? Goodness knows how much the others have made, and besides, where will we get the money to do that? "She questions and I smile."Well, the company has given me... A raise, and it should be enough for what I have planned. "I reply and she looks up at me in shock."Really? A raise? That's awesome! Gosh, I'm so happy for you. "She replies, and I smile. I don't like lying to her. I want to tell her that I'm now a big shot. I want to tell her that I am the one who's helped her anonymously, twice with her issues. I want to tell her, that she shouldn't worry about what her family does to me, As the money in my bank account can buy all their savings altogether, and that's without including my companies account, and my other assets. However, I can't.I enjoy the tender moments we share cause she thinks I don't have enough. I love watc

Raymond's POV; I just placed a kiss on Christiana's lips and much to my surprise, she didn't stop me. She's sober and has zero levels of alcohol in her system, so the kiss was fully consensual, and she permitted it. My wants were already getting the better of me, and I was willing to intensify the kiss, and go wherever and however the wind blows, but the moment got interrupted by her phone. I watch her walk nervously towards it. Her face clothed in the pink shade of embarrassment. She is blushing so hard, her face changed color. I rest on the rail as I watch her pick the call and pull the phone, up to her ear. Just after the phone reaches her ear, she freezes, and the phone falls out of her hand. My brows furrow in worry as I stare at Christiana who has the look of shock and dismay plastered on her face. "Christiana? "I call in worry, but I get no reply. I quickly move towards her and pick her phone from the floor. The ID reads ' Sophie ', and

Christiana's POV; I am sitting in the mansion's library, staring out the window. my body is in this room, but my mind is scattered everywhere. It's been a while since I've come here. Asides from my room, this used to be my second safe heaven, but I guess after accepting Raymond and enjoying his company, I hardly ever want to leave the room. It's been three days since I got the skyscraper. The inturns have been magnificent, and I'm making cool cash. However, I'm scared, bothered. Grandma's words keep coming to me. When she asked me to pray that my anonymous helper doesn't leave me. I don't know who this person is. When my father needed help, this person came through, when I needed 3 million dollars, this person helped, and even gave me 2 extra! And now, when all my hope seemed lost, this same person came through and once again got me out of a pickle. I do not even know. is it the same person, or different people? I'm confused. How does this person,