All Chapters of Second Chance: The Return Of Ariana: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ArianaI was sitting in my office, flipping through documents, when my phone buzzed violently and I wondered who the hell was calling my phone. I had so many places to be in the next ten minutes. I needed to book a flight to Paris because I had an appointment with a brand there. But, my second personal assistant didn't seem to be doing his work. I guess he was playing with his job already. I didn't get a single text from him and I was beginning to panic. Maybe he forgot that I don't play with my name or that of my company. It was rather frustrating but I decided to wait a few more minutes before thinking of the next step. Taking a look at my phone screen, I came to a halt and the name on the screen made my heart race. It was the direct personal assistant from the British investor who I just landed a deal with. What could the matter be? I wanted to switch off my phone and continue working but on a second thought, it won't be ideal. What if it was positive news? I couldn't tell a

Isabella pov I knew I had messed up but how was I going to clean up by mess now that Zayde has gotten himself into my business. The house was so silent and I stood close to my bedroom door, spying on Zayde as he sat by the bar in the corner. This was the third drink he was pouring himself and the more sober he got, the older he looked. He was more tired than I had ever seen him. His tie was undone, the top buttons of his shirt open and his hair which was usually styled to perfection, was looking so unkempt. The sight of him like this made me feel so bad. “You’re drinking too much,” I said, crossing my arms. “Please, take it easy.”He didn’t even look at me. Instead, he lifted the glass to his lips, taking a slow sip before setting it down against the counter. “Zayde. Please, listen to me!” I pleaded but still there was no response.“You have been shutting everyone out for days. The least you could do was answer me. ”But, again. Nothing.The only sound in the room was the clin

Zayde's POVIt's been a week since I saw Ariana and since I helped her with her recent scandal which was already eating deep into her. Fighting for Ariana reminded me why I loved her. It also reminded me of how much I had lost and I didn’t know which one hurt more.I wanted to get her back. You might think I'm selfish but I just need the woman I loved the most before Isabella entered my life. But, she wasn't seeing it. She wasn't seeing her much I loved her. And the worst part? She was trying her best to make sure she did things without involving me. Yes, I'm desperate. Call me any name you want to because I can't stand her loving someone else. My heart won't be able to withstand it. I had burned every accusation against her to the ground. Every fabricated lie her rival had spread, I crushed them, leaving them no room to recover. The press conference had been brutal, but I walked out of it victorious.But Ariana?She didn’t say a word to me.There was no gratitude. No acknowledg

ArianaThat was fast! We rushed down the hallway and the sound of our footsteps kept slapping against my ears. I could feel Zayde’s presence beside me. He was always there, always so close and I couldn't escape again. His energy seemed to press against me in a way I couldn’t deny. It was maddening and at the same time, It was comforting. It was everything I both wanted and hated.When we reached the elevator, I noticed that Zayde was still watching me. "Are you sure you are okay? You can let me know if you need anything, sweetheart," he said and I hissed.I turned to face him, fighting the urge to take a step back. "I’m fine," I said, the words coming out a little too sharp, a little too quick. "You don’t have to keep asking me all these. If I need anything, you will know. It's making me sick already.He didn’t respond right away, but I could see the way he looked so concerned about me. I am a grown up, sorry Zayde and I know how to fend for myself. "I know you’re not fine,"

Ariana pov I got to find out that Zayde was in the same country as I am!!!This was very diabolical!After walking out on him that day, the next call I expected was that he was back to work. But, that was not the case. This dude fucking followed me. I thought I had finally found some control in my life. After everything that had happened, I believed I could go through the storm without being dragged all over. A few days away on a business trip, followed by a quick vacation to clear my head was just what I needed.The first day of me being alone made me breathe in a lot of fresh air. And I thought maybe, just maybe, I could start over. I was sitting in my hotel room, scrolling through some emails and drinking some orange juice when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. It was a message from a random number but I didn’t recognize it. Lately, I have been having a lot of random numbers message me and it was not looking funny anymore. I hesitated for only a second before I opened i