Susie X Noelle Novels & Stories

The news announced, “This just in—Noelle Strom, chairwoman of Strom Inc., after five years of absence from the public eye, has resurfaced with her fiancé, Charles Atkinson, at a ceremony.” I watched her on that screen, glowing with success and confidence. Tears rolled down my cheeks. My mother and I had worked ourselves to the bone to clear her debts. Yet, it was all nothing but a lie. I sat there in a daze until dusk when Noelle’s call came in. On the phone, she sounded sweet as always. “It’s late. Why aren’t you home yet? Where are you? I’ll come get you.” I opened my mouth to speak, but all words failed me.

I stroked her back gently, pressing soft kisses to her shoulder, her neck, her temple. Eventually, she lifted her head and looked at me, a soft, sated smile on her lips. “That was… perfect,” she whispered. I smiled, brushing a curl from her face. “You’re perfect.” We stayed tangled together for a few more minutes, enjoying the quiet intimacy. Then Noelle shifted slightly, her expression turning thoughtful. She traced a finger over my chest. “Can I ask you something?” “Anything.” She hesitated for a second, then asked softly, almost too casually, “Who’s Liana?”

“Noelle.” “I’ll tell him,” I said quickly. “I just… haven’t found the right time yet.” She laughed not because it was funny but because she didn’t believe me. “There is no ‘right time’ with him,” she said. “You’ve been saying that for weeks.” I stayed quiet because she wasn’t wrong. “He’s your husband,” she continued. “You’re two months pregnant, Noelle. This is not something you keep to yourself.” My grip tightened slightly around the flowers in my hand.

“Amazing! How do you know about my favourite colour?” “Cassius told me everything…” Noelle said without looking at her. “I just moved all your belongings here and in case you need anything else don’t hesitate to tell me.” “Yeah, sure.” There was an awkward silence between them before Noelle broke it. “I think Xavier is hungry. I may leave.”

She replied, turning to face Elena and flashing a heartfelt genuine smile despite all she had been through the past two days. “Thanks, El.” “Hey, what are best friends for.” With one last hug, the girls exited their apartment and headed off to work. Noelle was dropped off in front of the company and as she stood before the towering building, she recited the plan she had created overnight, in her head. First, she was going to meet the mysterious tycoon, and then, she was going to leave an impression, secure the contract, become the leading head and then get closer to him.

“I genuinely wished we would have an amicable break-up, as amiable as when we first got together. I hope she’ll be happy for the rest of her days. So, I’ll definitely comply with her request for a break-up and never bother her again.” With that, Noel bowed to Sue and turned to leave. He left Sue behind, staring at his back and not moving an inch. “Mrs. Jarvis,” the driver said. He had left the car in a hurry, thinking that something might have happened. “Are you going home now?” “Yes, I am,” Sue mumbled. Noel’s words rang in her mind. She turned around and saw the rose petals scattered around the floor of the café, and the cheesy balloons and candles that formed the confession, “Noel loves C

"Let me go!" Noelle squirmed, feeling sick as she looked at Xavier. She swung her hand and slapped him hard across the face. "Snap out of it, Xavier! Look at me—I'm Noelle, not Winter. If you've lost your mind, go chase after Winter."

she murmured to herself. Then, she hung up on the doctor and turned to Elaine. "Dispatch our men to find Dom immediately. I don't care what you have to do to make it happen. Just find him and bring him back to me!" The video ended there. All of a sudden, I found myself reminiscing about things from a long time ago. Noelle and I had essentially grown up together. She was always cold and reserved, yet she would do anything Evan asked. At the time, I thought she was simply a sister who doted on her younger brother.