Lahat ng Kabanata ng MOAN For me MONALISA : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

The dinner date with Donald ended on a good note but all through the night, Donald was lost in thought. He couldn't stop thinking about what I had told him, I want to move back to Las Vegas and live there with Joshua. He was unhappy with the news and all through the dinner, he tried to keep his cool. I don't know but for some reason, I know I still have an unfinished business in Las Vegas. I can't live here, in Donald's house forever. I needed to clear my name and make everyone who hurt me pay for hurting me and for almost ruining my life.I informed Tricia about my decision to move back to Las Vegas. she wasn't happy with my decision and tried to convince me to stay back in New York city and enjoy the name and fame I already made for myself and eventually fall in love.The construction of the building of the fashion line was completed and Everything was to swing into action.First things, the Fashion line will be officially launched and the building will be opened for the launchin

We were able to settle in at Tricia's place. Tricia had made a lovely meal for us and we ate chatting about Life.I helped Tricia cleared the table and tied up the kitchen.Tricia grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses and asked me to come with her to the porch.She set down the bottle of wine and glass cup while I had my seat.She left for the kitchen and returned back with the wine opener."Still the same old vibes" I said."Of course but, a bit new neighbors" Tricia said , pulling off the wine cover. She poured some wine into the glasses and handed a glass to me and had her seat."Thank you. New neighbours you say? Nice. So how are they?"Like neighbours should be""Tricia..." I paused and stared at her for a while before averting my gaze. I had a drink from the cup. "Hmmm, taste nice. What brand is this?"Seriously? you can't recognise your favourite brand. Sure, New York did something on your palate.""So tell me, how have you been, all these while?"I've been good. Working my

After dinner, I decided to unwind on the porch, surrounded by the soothing sounds of nature and the warmth of the fading sun. I settled into my favorite chair, cradling a glass of rich, red wine in my hand, and picked up my phone to catch up on the latest news. The screen lit up, casting a gentle glow on my face as I scrolled through articles about the upcoming fashion line that had been generating buzz in the industry. The designs were stunning, and I couldn't wait to see them come to life on the runway.Just as I was engrossed in an article about the inspiration behind the collection, the door creaked and slammed shut behind me. I quickly set my phone aside and looked up, my eyes adjusting to the soft, golden light of the setting sun. That's when I saw Tricia standing beside me, her gaze drifting aimlessly into the air. Her eyes seemed lost, as if her mind was a thousand miles away. I could sense a hint of sadness in her demeanor, and my instincts told me to reach out.I gently took

As I stood before him, the memories of our past flooded my mind, and I felt a wave of pain wash over me. I took a step back, my eyes flashing with anger and hurt. I didn't want the shadow of the man who betrayed our love to fall on me, tainting my already fragile heart. The thought of being near him again made my skin crawl.He reached out his hand to hold mine, but I swiftly took two steps back, avoiding his touch like it was poison. The memory of his betrayal still lingered, and the thought of his hands on me again made my stomach turn. I couldn't bear the thought of being touched by him, not after what he did.His eyes scanned my body, from my hair to my legs, and a satisfying smile appeared on his face. His eyes were filled with happiness, as though he was really attracted to me once again. But I knew better. I knew it was all just a facade, a mask to hide his true intentions. I could see the insincerity in his eyes, the way he looked at me with a mixture of lust and possession."

AUTHOR'S POVJayden stormed into his house, his anger and frustration boiling over. He kicked the couch in the living room, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the silence. He slammed his hand on the table, gritting his teeth in rage."Who is that punk with Monalisa?" he muttered to himself, his mind racing with questions and suspicions. "How dare he stop me from talking with Monalisa? And Monalisa...has she moved on? Really? They've got a kid? No. That's not true. Probably, his kid and not theirs. I think it's his kid from his old relationship. Pff... there's no way Monalisa had that kid for him, no way.I need to get to the root of this shit."As he stood there, seething with anger, Cynthia walked into the living room from the kitchen, dressed in one of Jayden's shirts. She hugged him from behind, placing a kiss on his back."Good morning, darling," she said, her voice husky and seductive. But Jayden wasn't having it. He shoved her aside, his eyes flashing with anger."Stay aw