Eric's POV
My morning would have been perfect had my sorry excuse of a mother, Patricia not ruined it for me. That woman was an incarnation of chaos and everything ignoble.That very morning, as I woke up, stretching my limbs, I felt a tingling sensation of someone's fingers run down my bare chest. My eyes instantly opened and I jolted up from my bed wearing nothing but a pair of shorts.I gazed at the girl lying seductively on my bed. She was pretty, curvy and slim – just how I liked my women. But at that moment, none of that mattered. What I was concerned about was how she not only got into my house but in my bedroom as well."Who are you? How'd you get in here?""I'm Lauren," she smiled, "Your mother sent me here.""My mother did what?"Of course, I should've known. My mother would stop at nothing in order to ensure that I got married. I was even wondering how quiet she'd gotten over the issue. Normally, she'dSapphire's POV"So you're really not going back to D'Writers?" Jamila asked me yet again.I laid motionless in her bed, wrapped in a thick, padded quilt even though the weather was fairly hot. I had been feeling feverish since the previous night but I had Jamila to take care of me. She even let me spend the night over at her place."Nope, I'd much rather stay jobless," I replied and snuggled up with a fluffy pillow beside me.After I had slapped that idiot, Mr Donovan, I'd packed my stuff and bolted out of the place. I needn't be told that my action was equivalent to kissing my job goodbye. I didn't have to wait for him to kick me out. Heaven knew I'd rather go bald than let him have the satisfaction of firing me. And just for the record, I absolutely loved my hair.I honestly thought he would immediately do something drastic to get back at me. Actually, I was expecting him to run after me and perhaps return the slap. But would he really do that? With that man, I expected the worse. H
Sapphire’s POVMr Donovan had an unreadable expression but I could have sworn I saw his lips part into a small smirk when he said in a husky voice, “Hello, tigress.”I took my time to stare at him, giving him a once-over. As always, he was dressed in one of his finest business suits except this time he wasn’t wearing a tie. The upper buttons of his shirt underneath the jacket were left unfastened and hence he gave everyone a glimpse of his perfectly sculpted chest. And it was more than enough to leave the ladies drooling so early in the morning.Except me, of course.His dark hair was wet and fresh from the shower. That, I was sure of, seeing how soppy strands of hair fell to his forehead and a few drops of water graced his face. He was standing only two inches away from me and his scent invaded my nostrils, completely erasing the stench of Gwen’s poop that had been lingering there. Mr Donovan smelt like lavender and gardenia combined or maybe I just thought he did. But the point was
Sapphire’s POV“Let go of me! Let me go!” I screamed and began to push Mr Donovan off me, my hands coming in between me and him. They were resting on his chest and my fingers brushed the opening of his shirt, creasing his skin, as I tugged myself out of his strong hold. But my efforts were useless.“Let go of me!” I screamed again.Mr Donovan sucked in a harsh breath and exhaled, his face closely positioned to mine. His breath was so hot, I felt it cascading on my face and touching the tip of my nose. It was perfect for the cold that had been nagging me since the previous day and oddly, I enjoyed the warmth of it a little bit. Keyword – a little bit.But that didn’t change the fact that he was here to get revenge, that he was here to in fact kill me or worse? What could be worse than being killed? – I thought to myself and didn’t fail to give myself a mental smack. I was really losing it this morning and only one person was responsible for that.I wiggled in Mr Donovan’s arms like a w
Sapphire’s POV “Will you marry me?” “Will you marry me?” “Will you marry me?”Mr Donovan’s words resounded in my ears. I froze on the spot While these words kept echoing from one ear to the other. I must’ve heard him wrong – I thought. There was no way Mr Donovan could have said that. I most definitely had heard him wrong.“What did you say?” I asked him for clarity. It came out as a mere whisper hinted with a little stutter. I wasn’t sure if he heard me so I decided to ask the question again.“I want you to marry me,” Mr Donovan replied in a stern voice, shutting me up before I could even open my mouth to ask him what I had intended to ask him.My mouth dropped open wide and my eyes, even wider. He said it! He really said it! Then, I hadn’t heard him wrong the first time. What in the world was going on?I was still staring at Mr Donovan agape, completely dumbfounded and glued to the ground on which I was standing. Hearing him say those words again were even worse, more stupefying an
Sapphire’s POVOkay! Today had got to be the most unbelievably ridiculous day I had ever experienced. It beat the day Austin cheated on me by a small margin and perhaps the day I had let the annoying, rich bastard standing in front of me get in between my legs. Today was just too hysterical and I was finding it difficult to make sense of anything that was happening right now.Mr Donovan had yet again bridged the distance between us when he said he’d fallen in love with me. He had taken three steps closer to me and the unreadable expression shimmering in his eyes had been replaced by yet another unreadable one. And I was starting to find the whole situation laughable. Scratch that, laughable was a complete understatement.What in the name of Zeus was going on here?“Sapphire,” Mr Donovan called in a soft, breezy tone and reached for my hand.He took hold of my left hand and clasped it in his hands, stroking me there with his thumb while watching every reaction that appeared on my face.
Sapphire’s POVI backed away from Mr Donovan and turned sidewise, sucking a harsh breath in an attempt to not flare up or lose my cool. This guy was really getting on my nerves and this was a fact that couldn’t be overemphasized. I just wished I could put my hands around his neck and strangle the living daylight out of the annoying son of a motherless bitch.Yes, I said it!I tightened my fists in a ball and released yet another harsh breath before biting my lower lip to stop myself from saying what was really on my mind. I’d have gone all-out on raining cusses at him if I hadn’t done that.“Not on your life,” I opted to say instead, looking him dead in the eye and folded my arms, tapping my left foot involuntarily on the ground. “Not in your wildest dreams,” I added a little bit more spitefully.What the freaking hell does he think of himself?Mr Donovan tilted his head and a sinister smirk appeared on his stupid face, his stupid good-looking face. “Oh trust me, tigress, you don’t wa
Sapphire's POV "Oh, is that so?" I asked Mr Donovan, rolling my eyes, my facial expression evident enough to indicate how bored I was already of this neverending, nerve-wrecking conversation. "Yes," he said simply, his hand still tightly encircled around my wrist that felt way too small in his strong hold. "Well, in that case, I'm not interested. I have no interest or whatsoever in being your wife. Do you hear me?" I told him straight to his face. "Even if I tell you we both stand to benefit from this partnership?" In that instant, one of my brows arched and oddly my muscles relaxed a bit. "What do you mean by that?" "I'll explain everything, tigress. Just get in the car."I looked at him without blinking for a while and then darted my lingering eyes to his car. We were standing in front of his car and my eyes reeled over it. The Veneno had a large grille at the front which was flanked by two narrow LED headlights. "Fine," came ripping out of my lips and immediately, Mr Donova
Sapphire's POVI hustled down the hallway of the city hospital, my heart pounding and my brain sending ice-cold tremors coursing through my veins. I felt my intestines clenching and the pit of my guts being weighed down by a painful gall. I almost couldn't believe it when I got the news. Ruby had slumped and slipped unconscious last night!I raced through the familiar building, the hospital was a large, modern facility with sterile white walls and floors that gleamed under the bright fluorescent lights. The air was as always heavy with the scent of disinfectant and the sound of beeping machines and rushing footsteps echoing down the long, sterile hallways.It bustled with activity and as I kept rushing through the place, I felt my mind being thrown back to 5 years ago. I had always detested hospitals not just because the smell made me gag and want to throw up in my mouth but also because I had only ever had bad memories here. The last time I was in this very hospital, it was a month a