Pearl Davis Black Boyfriend Novels & Stories

He said. “You don’t know anything” Daphne mocked him with a smile. “I’ll go take my bath then,” Black said as he started removing his clothes. Daphne went to take a seat on the bed, she started by removing her earrings and other accessories. That was when she remembered getting a message earlier. She unlocked her phone to check the content of the message and what she saw greatly broke her heart. Her heart skipped a beat and she could not believe her eyes. It’s a picture of Black in bed with his supposed late wife and they were both naked. The pictures show him sleeping peacefully on her chest too.

Her skin was soft, but her grip was firm. "Dad," she said, her voice clear and steady. "I want you to meet Davis. He’s my boyfriend." My heart stopped. I stared at her, my eyes wide. Boyfriend?

Amy Bond sneered holding the phone, "Neil Davis, do you still remember that you are her husband? You left her alone in the bar last night to drown her sorrows. Where did you sleep? On which female celebrity's bed?" There was silence on the other end, and after a while, Neil Davis's calm but low voice came, "She was with you last night?" "Of course, are you still with her?" Amy Bond laughed sarcastically. "Neil Davis, you fucking remember that you are her husband? She spent the night with me last night." The person on the other end hung up suddenly. Staring at the beeping phone, she cursed quietly, then went to knock on Scarlett White's door, "Lettie?"

He hadn’t expected much from tonight—just a few drinks, maybe some handshakes—but now he realized the woman he’d casually brought along might have real connections. “You’re serious?”he asked.“You know Adrian Blackwood’s wife?” Vivian gave a modest shrug, then a coy smile.“We used to be close. She just got married, you know.” A few people nearby looked over, curious. The name Blackwood always drew attention. Vivian softened into something almost wistful.“Yeah…I’m still wrapping my head around that.” Now she had their attention. “You know,”she added, her voice dropping just enough to sound conspiratorial,“she was supposed to marry Mike Morgan. The CEO of A Design.”

I said, hugging her tight. But then Lisa narrowed her eyes, curiosity beginning to gnaw at her. “Wait… when you said Eric Black, you don’t mean the Eric Black, right? Not the well-known trillionaire? The one who owns the Black Empires?” I turned to her, lips curling into a subtle smile. “Yeah… it’s exactly that, Eric Black.” There was silence. Lisa blinked. “Wait… are you telling me you’re married to Eric Black—that Eric Black? One of the richest men in the world?” She blurted out, her voice jumping a full octave.

My pulse raced as I scrolled, praying it shouldn't be bad news. I was shocked when I saw the videos that were flying all over the internet. I blinked my eyes to be sure I was not mistaken, but I was not... It's Sonia… standing beside another man. The headline above the video made my blood run cold. "SONIA DAVIS SET TO MARRY BUSINESS TYCOON, DANIEL GRAYSON!" My breath caught in my throat. No... This is not possible. I played the video over and over again, my hands trembling as I stared at Sonia who stood beside Daniel in an elegant gown, smiling.

"So, go on. I'll listen." "So, it was prom day at school…I didn't want to go because I was preparing for my scholarship examination the next day. Gramps insisted that I go. Clara was also there and she was pestering me." "The friend you told me about?" He asked. I have told him a few of the stories of where I came from. All of which included Clara. I adjusted my lilac satin top and nodded. "So I went that day. My boyfriend, Davis, came to pick me up. From the beginning of the day, he was acting a bit out of line. Anyway, after prom, he broke up with me and announced his love for one of the girls I didn't like in class."

She is about to reveal everything, the good and the bad and probably even the ugly. "I understand that I’ve been very private about my love life,” Vanessa begins. “Let’s be clear, I don’t dwell on the past, but my ex-husband was a fascinating chapter in my life, otherwise I would not care to speak of his existence. The name Abel Blackwood has become extremely popular in the world of fashion. But only a few know that the visionary model was once my beloved ex-husband," my ex-wife reveals. “Wait, are you saying that the renowned model, Abel Blackwood, is actually your ex-husband?” the host asks, her eyes wide with disbelief. It seems I tuned in just in time for this bombshell.

She said smiling at the guy who just walked in and stood beside her. "This is my boyfriend, Damilola Frederick…" She turned to us. "Dami, that's Greg and his wife, Pearl". I suddenly felt Pearl hold tight to my shirt, I looked back to see her looking at the so calked Dami with fear and horror evident on her face. And when she turned to look at me, I saw her eyes begging me to help her for just a minute and that was enough for me to get the message. Without saying a word to the other couple, I quickly turnrd Pearl so the two of us could enter her room.