Faithless Novels & Stories

I waited until the fight in my shoulders eased a fraction. Truly the silent people are the most dangerous of all. He removed his hand. “You’re insane,” I whispered. “Maybe.” He stood and started unbuttoning his shirt. “But I’m done being the quiet one you walk all over.” His shirt hit the floor. I couldn’t look away. Lean muscle from years of construction work, a faint scar on his ribs I’d never bothered to ask about. He toed off his boots, unbuckled his belt, and let his jeans drop.

They were all told that Jason had been put in custody as a suspect. " Next," the hoarse voice rose from behind the painted wall. Rosaleen trudged towards the door and stepped into the office. " What's your name?" the man questioned, his husky voice getting to the deepest of her soul. His big arms stood out like they were ready to attack and his stern face gave away hostility, coldness. " Rosaleen Williams," she found her voice, finally defeating and suppressing the bubbles that tried to interfer with her clear, open answer.

She raised the corner of her brows. Celeb exhaled softly, his forehead creased. "It was all her fault, she was immature and trusted her boyfriend so much that she stupidly made us lose the company." Celeb put down his glass and looked at Katherine. "My father has just introduced us to the company, he told us everything, from the core, he shared the company fund secret with us and we had every details to the company."

"I'm glad that you like me because I've had feelings for you for a long time. After our frequent chats, I was able to get a sense of how you felt about me too. That's why I asked you out to confess my feelings. Cindy probably told you what happened after that. She was emotionally unstable during that period and needed me by her side. That's why I haven't been able to get to you to explain it. "After Cindy's situation stabilized, I found out you had a boyfriend. I had to hide my feelings for you while secretly hoping you could be happy. That night in the hotel, it's not that I didn't want to sleep with you. It's just that I learned a lesson from our video chat experience. An unofficial relati

Nox Infidelity. The word hung suspended in the dense air. Charli's golden eyes widened in question as she gripped my hand tighter. “I’ve never been a client of that damn company,” Fitzgerald said. Was that true? Hadn't Deloris said that his secretary was an employee? Now didn't seem like the time to question. Instead, I said, “Maybe not, but…” I tilted my head toward Spencer's mother. “…her son is.”

Her face hovers close to mine, eyes wild, the syringe glinting in the light as she inches it toward me. “What is it about you that makes everyone go crazy, huh? Everyone wants a taste of Beatrice, the perfect daughter. The perfect hag of a daughter. Dirty slut. And I was happy thinking that fool of a husband of yours would finally come to his senses after the countless times you cheated on him, but no, he welcomes you back every time. Pretty sure he knew you were Beatrice all along— oh no, I’m sure he didn’t. Because to him, you’re innocent Isla, the daughter of Joseph Matin Muir. He doesn’t know that Isla doesn’t exist.” “And it’s also my fault that Nadia got killed, right? I bet you blame

But it feels right. “I made him stay with me.” I realize how stupid it sounds the second it leaves my mouth. The male scoffs, smiling wickedly. “Damien here doesn’t do anything he doesn’t want to.” He pauses for dramatic effect. “And I doubt a little thing like you could make anybody do anything.” “I wouldn’t be so sure,” I shoot back. Is it safe to push buttons I have no reason for pushing? Probably not. His face turns to stone, and I fear I’ve made a mistake, but I steel my spine, ready for what comes next.

Bella is his youngest sister Fauziya who is just like Abdul; greedy and very disrespectful. I tilt my head. "Abdul? You paid bills out of our saved money?" I bite my tongue when I say our, its mine. He hasn't contributed a dime since he lost his job a month after our wedding. "Yes na! Look Bee stop policing me, stop policing my money. Abi, it's no longer my money? It's now your money?" I raise an eyebrow at him due to how he asks saucily, his face contorted in a disrespectful manner. I swallow and drop the curtain, blocking the light that had flooded the room. I walk slowly out of the room, briefly wondering if I don't need to get another account asides the one that he knows. But isn't that

No way in hell was I not going to take offense to him calling me that even if he didn't outright say it. I wasn't really pissed about the fact that he lied to me about the number of items he slipped into the bleached guy's pocket or that he doesn't trust me but the fact that he insulted my character by calling me a blabbermouth was vexing. I wouldn't be in the position I was now by being loose-lipped, then he would have found out that I had gone back to do a thorough check-up on Dickson - though bleached guy suited him better - after we had initially left and found out he had also slipped in EULS device which the master had ordered me to leave.

She wasn't sure if he'd be able to abide by his words, but above all else, the one thing she couldn't abide was unfaithfulness. "I don't want to get hurt by you again. I just don't trust you anymore. Other than mutual early attractions, we share little in common. I don't feel like things will work for us. Nothing about us are alike. We got into a crazy relationship on a whim, without a lot of thought. But in the back of your mind, you despise me for my background. It will never change. You fling it away because you are attracted to me, but it's still there. When I displease you someday, you will use it against me."