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A beautiful morning, rays of mellow sunlight filtered through the windows and shone on David's eyes.Being a sleepyhead, he hated seeing the rays of sunlight in his room early in the morning. He always warned his family housemaid to close his window curtains, because of the rays of early morning sunlight."I'm going to kill her," he cursed under his breath with his closed eyes as the sunlight reflected in the room.Yet he still lay limply on the bed, like a broken doll draped in a heavy blanket. Just as he turned to the other side, to close the curtains, with his eyes closed, he hit his face on something warm, and he startled out of his sleep.He wondered what he had hit his face with, forcibly he opened his eyelids and bolted up to a sitting posture, whipping his head around in wide-eyed confusion.After taking a moment to force sleep away from his eyes, he couldn't recognize the room he was in."This is not my room!" He was startled.He closed his eyes back, perhaps thinking he must
Rowan's life had changed dramatically after her one night stand with David. He used every opportunity to insult her and belittle her. Despite his attempts to relieve her of her job, his parents staying with him made it difficult.Whenever David's parents asked why he wanted Rowan gone, he struggled to find a reliable answer. He couldn't betray his parents' trust by revealing the truth about his relationship with their housemaid.David knew that the only solution was to move out and live in a separate mansion, but his parents wouldn't allow it. As their only child, they were unwilling to let him go. The only way he could persuade them was to get married.David had been considering proposing to his girlfriend, Flora, but he didn't want anyone to think that he was only marrying her to attain the position of President of his father's company. He knew that he was next in line for the position, but his uncle was against him.To avoid any potential rumors or backlash, David decided that he w
David sat behind a massive mahogany desk, with a towering bookcase on his left, filled with leather-bound volumes and expensive art objects. The walls were decorated with tasteful abstract paintings, and the air was infused with the scent of fresh flowers in a crystal vase. His laptop and a pile of papers were neatly arranged on his desk, with a Montblanc pen resting on a notepad. The room was spacious, with high ceilings and large windows that overlooked the bustling city below.David worked on his laptop, his sharp features and chiseled jawline were accentuated by the dim lighting, and his bespoke suit hugged his muscular frame perfectly. He exuded an air of confidence and authority as if he owned the world and everything in it.His brows furrowed in concentration as he typed away on the keyboard. He was a man who prided himself on his success, and nothing was going to stand in the way of that.Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the door, and David's secretary burst into the office,
David walked into his family's house, expecting to see his mother in her usual calm state. But as he entered the living room, he saw her sitting on the sofa, her face twisted in anger. Next to her, Rowan was trembling and looking down at the ground."Good afternoon, Mom. What's going on?" David asked, trying to keep his voice steady.His mother ignored his greeting and pointed an accusing finger at Rowan. "Do you know what this girl has done?" she hissed. "She's pregnant, and she says you're the father!"David felt his heart thumping out of his chest. He looked at Rowan, who was still shivering, and then back at his mother. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.His mother stood up, her voice rising. "How could you do this, David? And with a maid, of all people! Did you even think about the consequences?David didn't know what to say. He knew he had made a mistake, but he didn't think it would come to this. His mother's anger was palpable, and he could feel the disappoin
David's lips inched closer to Rowan's, her heart fluttered with a mix of nervousness and longing. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the touch she secretly craved, even though she knew deep down that David didn't love her. Still, in her quiet submission, she hoped to win his affection, willing to endure the pain and humiliation that came with it.Just as their lips were about to meet, a sudden buzzing from David's phone shattered the fragile moment. David's gaze fell upon the screen of the phone, revealing Flora's name as the caller. He removed his hand from the wall, leaving Rowan standing there, her desires unfulfilled.David's lips formed a sly grin as he turned his gaze back to Rowan, finding her eyes still closed. She didn't want him to witness her desire for his kiss, afraid of the scorn he might cast upon her. With her eyes shut, she hoped that he would take the phone call as a chance to exit the room without catching her in such a vulnerable state."Did you think I woul
David arrived at Flora's luxurious mansion, parking his car and making his way towards the entrance. He had been invited under the pretense that Flora was unwell, but as he stepped inside the room, he found her standing there, elegantly dressed in a transparent nightgown, radiating an unexpected vitality.A mixture of surprise and suspicion crossed David's face as he broke the silence. "Flora, did you trick me into coming here? You don't seem sick at all."Flora, her lips curved into a seductive smile, met his gaze. "What did you expect, darling?" Her voice dripped with intrigue.As Flora tapped her toes on the ground, she slowly closed the distance between them, wrapping her hand around his arm. Sensing her intentions, David managed to subtly evade her grasp, his eyes fixed on her. "Flora, I must return home. I came here because you said you needed me."A flicker of anger danced in Flora's eyes, and she turned, backing David, her voice tinged with disappointment. "So, you'd rather sp
Rowan stepped out of the cab in front of the restaurant and quickly paid the cab driver. She walked with purpose into the restaurant, her eyes scanning the restaurant for a suitable place to sit. Finding a spot near the edge, she settled down and took a moment to observe her surroundings.As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, an attentive server approached her with a warm smile. "Good evening, ma'am. Is there anything I can assist you with? Perhaps a drink or something to eat?" the server inquired.Rowan's throat felt parched, and she longed for a refreshing drink. She checked her purse and realized that she didn't have much money on her. She mustered a polite smile and replied, "Thank you for asking, but I'm actually waiting for someone. I might consider ordering something if the person arrives." She said politely wanting to discharge the server and at the same time, not wanting the server to make her leave since they won't allow you to sit inside the restaurant without buying, one
Flora angrily stepped out of her car, parked it in the assigned spot, and entered the house. The maids hurriedly came down to take the bags from her hands and greeted her, but she didn't bother to respond. The servants working in the mansion had learned to expect her mistreatment. They relied on her for their livelihood, so they had no choice but to endure her shortcomings. As Flora ascended the staircase, she wearily removed her high heels and slipped into the comforting embrace of her fluffy slippers. She entered her bedroom, intending to shed the burdens of the day, but her tranquility was abruptly interrupted by the buzzing of her phone. Curiosity mingled with trepidation as she glanced at the screen, hoping to confirm the caller's identity. To her dismay, it was her beloved father on the line. A surge of anxiety gripped her heart as she contemplated what her father might reveal. She dreaded the possibility that he had discovered the recent decline in their company's stock value