Todos los capítulos de My Rival's Desire: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

When Fabiola was done with the women, she was blindfolded again and taken back to the club. It was already after 2 am in the night when she got back to the club.She was surprised to see Frost still loitering around the vicinity even at that time.He was busy talking to someone. It gave her the chance to walk past him without him taking note of her.When she got back to the pub, she took the plastic bag which contained her stuff, stuff she'd secured in the trash.She could not risk going home before heading out again, Pop's shadows might likely pick on her tail again. Today was the perfect day to visit the police station. It is Saturday, the place would definitely be crowded with drunk people getting into trouble at randa, especially teenages. Making it the perfect atmosphere to get in and out without much scrutiny.She kept her blond wig on but changed her outfit. She wore a blue sleeveless mini body hugging gown. For one of the few times, she wore stilettos.She strolled a few blo

"I'll get the door," Fabiola said.Brant nodded and sat back, crossing his legs over the other as he stretched them and placed them on the center table, technically marking his territory. "Carl?" Fabiola called out in surprise.Thank goodness that she'd worn this t-shirt.Brantley's ears spiked up as soon as she said the name."Princess? Am I hallucinating or this building is actually upright?" Carlson asked. He was not interested in coming in. His eyes were busy scanning the arena.Fabiola's heart was beating with mixed feelings. She wasn't sure on how to behave around him. She decided to give him the benefit of doubt until she had enough proof."So if you were hallucinating, then what were you expecting when you knocked the door, what are you even doing here?" She tried to act natural.He looked at her, "I wanted to make sure it was real." He replied innocently, "how did you build it up this fast?" He asked."What brings you here?" She ignored his question."What….?" He pretended

The week ran by in a Flash, despite her promising to call for Frost on Sunday, she did not. But for the sake of blah blah blah, she called him on Tuesday. They spoke briefly before she hung up.She started working as Fabiola McDarryl, The secretary, again. Brant had insisted that she join the board of directors, but she'd refused categorically, also because she did not want unwanted attention from his father, not yet. But she was considering doing that the coming week. Well, Brant had also fired the Mise brothers from the board, stating that he wanted their boss and not them. Well, the poor brothers had no idea that their boss, whom they were protecting her identity, had sold them and was the same woman standing behind the CEO as his secretary.Speaking of Mr. White, he invited her to fill in for his secretary on two occasions that week…lunch meetings.Brant was nervous about it all, mostly because he thought she might stab his father or poison the old man before Brant got the cha

"I would not be responsible for what comes next." He threatened.She wanted to tease him again but decided against it.He poured a generous amount of bathing gel on his hand and gently applied it on her back. His strong palms grazed the contours of her back diligently with minimum pressure.She relaxed back and tilted her head back."And here I thought that you could do it by yourself." Brantley teased. His hands caressed the crook of her shoulders gently, making way to her chest and back simultaneously.Her hair was pushed to the side, she quickly spun her head to stare at him, distributing her hair evenly on both sides of her shoulders."What did you just say?" She asked."What did you hear?" He asked back.She smiled, "Looks like you have been the one bathing me for the past twenty seven years, huh?" She asked sarcastically.He chuckled and nodded.He leaned down and stole a kiss before she could turn her face. Her whole body was soapy, oh and naked too. It took all rationality le

"She broke her two limbs, she's in surgery. The doctor said she'll be fine,but would probably need to continue using a wheelchair even after the six months healing period." Mrs White explained."Hey Fabiola, I love your hair." One of the twins whispered to Fabiola. The girls were actually warm, she did like them, but unfortunately, she could not get close to them. Their father still is her enemy."Thank you, you've got great hair too." She replied the teen."Yeah, but I don't have curls, my own hair is straight and won't curl no matter how hard I try." The girl complained.Well, she and Mila were almost the same height. Mila leaned down slightly, "Some things, you can not change. You just have to accept it as it is because that is what makes you beautiful. I stopped trying to get my hair straight when I discovered that, me, in straight hair, is a completely different person. Your straight hair is what makes you beautiful, ok?" Mila went in full time big sis mode."Do you think I am