After a divorce from her billionaire husband following the return of his first love, Lana is left heartbroken, and confused,but also determined to get her father’s company from the hands of Andre and his family. With no one and nothing to fall back to, Lana decides to move to a new city far from Andre and his family. But the new life is more challenging than she thought, especially as a new and single mother. But Lana is determined to make things work for her and for her children. In her pursuit of a better life Lana runs into Cameron - a former college friend and love interest. Meeting Lana again after years of being apart reignites lost feelings in Cameron and he vows to win her love in any way he can even if it means fighting her enemies with her and helping her recover what she had lost. Will Lana, with the help of Cameron, recover her father’s company and finally accept his feelings for her or will she realize the honesty of her ex-husband’s feelings and finally forgive him?
View MoreAndre’s POV I couldn’t bring myself to bear the crushing weight of my mother’s selfishness and coldness when it came to business matters; it could even otherwise be described as evilness. The meeting had been lengthy, well into the night, and I had just retired at the mansion, trying Kathy’s line but having refused to pick up. I was asleep before I hit the bed, all my strength drained from me due to the long drive from the Trenches to this place. After some hours, I heard a gentle knock on the door and the knob turning. Only Hermione and Freda had the audacity to turn the knob in my room without regard for my privacy. I knew Hermione was probably cuddled up in the drunken arms of Ryan, and if there was one thing Freda hated so much, it was interrupting her sleep. I settled for Hermione, scrambling out of bed and cursing under my breath. I am surely going to bang her head on the wall if she comes here asking for the key to the wine cellar or something meaningless. She knocked aga
The studio was much more than we saw on television. It was a sleek modern space with a professional atmosphere as the crew scattered themselves in different parts of the room to enable them to take the conversation from multiple angles. I looked around, drinking in the aesthetics of the building: a neutral grey paint on the walls and a polished black floor. A large, curved desk was sitting at the centre of the room with three chairs positioned on either side, which meant one for the reporter and the other two for me and Cameron. The most breathtaking part was when Millie pressed a button and one section of the wall mechanically slid away, revealing a breathtaking view of the city. In the final settings, the strong light transitioned to soft, warm lighting, illuminating the space with a combination of floor lamps and overhead lights that created a flattering glow. Looking to the other side, away from the eyes of the cameras, was a small table with a pitcher of water atop it. “So o
The television reporter looked high and gay in her dress, beaming smiles from ear to ear as she welcomed both me and Cameron to the studio’s dressing room at the ABCN corporation, one of the biggest media moguls in the region.Featuring on this TV show was a sure ticket to garnering recognition, both locally and internationally. The presenter’s assistant came into the dressing room, passing some sticky notes to us as we relaxed on the plush cushions.Soon after, the TV presenter, a stocky woman in her late twenties with a body shape that made teenagers jealous and heads turn, walked into the room, pulsating the aura of buzz that was expected from someone of her class and profession.Her retro-styled packed ponytail rested softly at the back of her nape, while her suit seemed to be tailored from heaven, fitting perfectly to her streamlined body. She walked closer to us and extended her arms, a wave of sweet-smelling female cologne sweeping through the air.“Hi, I’m Millie Pedro, your p
Now, here they were at the dinner party. It was more of a trap, and Freda was the mastermind behind it all. She had honed her manipulative skills and was ready to put them to use at this event. Andre looked around, pitying the ignorant CEOs who had attended. The workers walked around in an organised manner, tending to the needs of everyone at the table. Filling cups with wines and filling plates with foods, the house workers made sure everyone had their fill while they exchanged pleasantries, conversing in small talks. Hermione, seated directly in front of Andre, engaged him in a conversation, trying to prove to Kathy that she was closer to Andre than Kathy. “Hey brother, how’s the business?” “We’re topping the charts, as you can see.” He replied absent-mindedly. Hermione noticed his attitude and decided to try another angle. “So… Mum told me we are expecting a grandchild,” she sneered while eyeing Kathy, who had suddenly become uncomfortable in her dress. “And... how is that a
Andre’s POV I was in the trenches, visiting our supervisors on our upcoming projects. The Trenches, as we preferred to call them, were the ghetto areas of the city—the vermin that scoured the beautiful landscape of our urban city. The name was derived from a song of the same name, narrating the sufferings of soldiers trapped in trenches in the Second World War and how they were similar to the people caught in the crossfire of poverty, trapped in the ghetto. Driving through the Trenches is usually a rough and demanding experience, with the poverty-stricken air attacking through all your senses. Right from the pathway that leads to the residential areas, you start to feel the nausea welling through you. Underdressed and malnourished children, mothers with tiny bodies and expectant faces, cheap alcohol, and prostitution were the things you could surely find here, among a few others. They had even formed their own type of government—an authoritative man claiming to listen and fight fo
Kathy’s POVAndre had been behaving erratic in the house in the last few days, which I had noted and reported to Freda. Despite my distrust for Freda, I had gone out of her way to report my errant husband and trusted Freda to do what was necessary.It’s been three days since he last ate dinner at home, and I made sure to include that in the report I gave to Freda. Now Freda had invited both of us to dinner, possibly to resolve the issue. I knew quite well that I could be nailed on a cross at the dinner, but I decided to take the risk.Intentionally arriving a little late for the dinner, I wanted to make the impression to the icy queen, as her children liked to call her, that I wasn’t someone that could be ordered around but that I still respected their family.The chairs were arranged from the top to the bottom; the table was heavily loaded with foods from different cultures and settings, even though only a few plates of them would be consumed. I was confused to see the number of chai
Today was probably a stormy day. Today would be a pivotal day in the history of her babies; today was the day they started school. But before they got registered, there was one more thing she needed to confirm.She picked up her phone and punched in the numbers, waiting impatiently at the droning sound of the network service provider before it connected on the other side. The usually lively voice of Sally came alive at the other end."Hey, Sally, good morning.” Lana tried to match up with her liveliness.“Good morning, most beautiful. How may I be of help to her royal majesty today?” She always had her way of making the latter feel flattered, and she succeeded again today.Lana could feel the blood rushing to her face and her cheeks turning red when she heard ‘royal majesty’ but she knew in one corner of my heart that she only got showered with all these accolades because she was a party to Cameron increasing Sally’s salary.“I wanted to ask how it’s going with the documents.” She mut
The rain had also gathered speed from a little drizzle to a heavy downpour, beating down on the city with increasing intensity, but they didn’t care.Cameron and Lana didn’t care about the whole world as they were wrapped in each other’s arms, expressing love to each other in a language they both understood. Now, it was morning, and the dark greyish clouds had been replaced with the bright morning sun, stealing its way behind the mountains and skyscrapers and finally splashing its rays around, announcing the arrival of a new day.The rays of the sun shone brightly through the window, striking Lana’s shut eyes and forcing her to wake early. She batted her eyes, yawned lazily, and fully opened them, still feeling the grip of her partner on her.She turned to the other side of the bed and adored his naked masculinity. Last night had been the night of a lifetime to her; she had loved and felt loved; this man had placed her on top of the globe, making the world around her fall away when h
Lana’s POVIt had been a long week, and my whole body ached from top to bottom. I looked around the room, hoping for something to cure my boredom until Cameron got back from work, but there was none. The unusual silence from across the hallway indicated the sleepy state of the twins, which was a wonderful miracle to me, especially at this time of the night.Catching up on the social media trends I’ve missed during the week, I heard the familiar rumbling of Cameron’s Bugatti V12 engine. I jumped from the bed and ran downstairs, amazed at how much I had missed him just for a single day. I jumped on him from the doorway, and he caught me mid-air, confused at the level of adrenaline thundering through me.“Uhm… babe. What’s up?”“Nothing; I just missed you.” I admitted.“Okay… I just left the house this morning. Like, some hours ago.” He was still eyeing me suspiciously, prying through my eyes to get the least hint of what could be going on.“Nothing; I made dinner. Your favourite.”“Hmm,
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