Two people, different circumstances yet love found them! Losing his wife turned his heart dark, turned him an alien to love and he swore to never love again, remain celibate and only care about his two daughters the remaining days of his life. Getting pregnant for a man that loved other women but her rendered her almost never wanted by another man because of her child but no matter what, Tessa would never have anything to do with a man that wouldn't want her child. And when Eric finally came to accept only her child but not her, she thought she could venture into marriage for the sake of her son who always craved for a father figure but deep down she wanted more. She craved to be loved and she wanted to love but that is not the same with Eric. But when love came knocking in their hearts, not even aunty Stella, the one that disliked Tessa, not even Eric's past could stop their love. The flame became unquenchable! Though it had seemed impossible and in fact never considered, Tessa and Eric found love with each other again!
Breathtakingly handsome, thirty four years of age but age has got nothing on his looks and appearance. Ladies kind of man. Perfect height, perfect body tone, perfect physique and almost perfect all round. Eric though from Anambra state in Nigeria has lived most of his life at the overseas.
He is the founder and owner of Hadel textiles and fashions and has managed to circulate the industry all over the country and beyound while his major branch and office is at Lagos city.
It was after the death of his wife that he permanently relocated to Nigeria and only got abroad for business.
"Daddy!" squealed Ella and Precious as they ran to Eric. Eric lifted them up into his arms like they weighed nothing while they chuckled in the process.
"Sweethearts."
He kissed their cheeks lightly tucking in their hair behind while looking at his kids adoringly.
"Daddy did you get my shoes?" Ella questioned.
"What about my new socks?" Precious added.
Eric had been away the whole of the previous week and had promised them lots of goodies. He gently brought them down.
"Now,you close your eyes and only open them when I ask you to."
Quietly,while the girls closed their eyes,he sneaked to his safe where he hid their gifts and took them out. He hid them behind him.
"Now open up,open up."
Ella and Precious looked up at their father with huge expectant eyes. But they only turned sad the next moment.
"I'm so sorry sweethearts. I promise to get you all you want once I travel again. Pinky promise?" Eric pleaded with them as he made a sober face.
Ella and Precious looked down sadly.
"Hey,don't look that way sweethearts. Now see. Surprise!ta da!"
"Yeeeeeeeeeeey!"
The girls screamed in excitement.
"Thank you daddy!"
"You are welcome sweethearts and anything for you my babies.Now be good girls and go get ready for school." He kissed them lightly on the cheeks and sent them away for school.
Eric smiled warmly as he ran his hands on his hair. His kids,the ones he believed is his reason for living now. They are his strong hold and the reason he still smile even when he had a hole in his heart which can never be filled.
He had promised himself to love them always,to always put their needs and wants before his.
They make life make meaning to him and only because of them he wakes up each morning strong and ready to conquer anything and do anything for them.
No woman will ever come between them,he thought within himself.
"Hello son."
Mrs Wills said as she walked into Eric's room. She was having a mischievous smile on her face and right away Eric knew she had something up her sleeves and had come for something.
If it's money, wouldn't hesitate to give her except that these days her incessant demand of him finding love again is one thing he wouldn't entertain at that moment.
"Good morning mother. How are you?"
  "Very well son. How was your trip and meeting. Went well?" She asked as she made for the seat.
"Yes. It went well." Eric answered and gulped down the wate while he waited for her main reason of coming to see him. He was damned sure she was there for something.
"Mom?"
"Huh?" Mrs Wills was startled. Her mind had wandered off. His son,Eric used to be the happiest person she knew until Clara his wife died when Precious was barely three years old and that has completely changed him.
It has been two years since Clara died and yet each time marrying again is brought up to him, he flares up. He had insisted to live the rest of his life caring for his children and wouldn't need any woman in his life again.
But as a mother,she is worried. These kids are girls and would definitely need a mother figure in their lives someday which is sooner than he might even realize and she might not always be there. She is just their grandmother.
"Mr and Mrs Dallas was here while you were away." She said as she searched his eyes for emotions or anything at all.
"Oh! I hope they were treated well?" Eric asked avoiding his mother's gaze. He knew where she was headed and frankly he had no strength to follow her through that path.
"Did they needed anything?" Eric asked in a bid to get the conversation over with.
"Nothing I couldn't give them,except that they would want you to be happy again."
"Mother,I am happy the way I am." He replied without looking at his mother.
"If this state you are is what you call happy,then Eric I want you to be happier."
Eric sighed frustratedly and rubbed his hand on his forehead. He wished he had a way to make his mother end bringing up this topic and also make her stop worrying about him. Maybe there's a way but it obviously was not an option for him.
"Mother. You worry too much. I don't need a wife. I don't need a woman to make me happy. I am happy, Ella and Precious are happy."
"They need a mother figure Eric."
"Mum,you are here. You have been their mother for two years now and they have been perfectly fine." Eric argued.
"It is not the same Eric. You will have to think about this properly. Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes." Mrs Wills said and left giving Eric no chance to continue to disagree with her suggestion.
Eric groaned frustratedly. He hate to see his mother that way but why can't she just understand that he has lost the only love of his life and doesn't want to just pick any woman anywhere to marry.
He is willing to remain a widower all his life. He doesn't want to love anyone neither does he want to be loved by anyone.
If Ella and Precious needs a mother,she is there for them. At least they are not complaining about it.
He quickly went to the bathroom to freshen up. There were tons of work waiting for him at the office.
His gaze held me. Fine dark eyes. Those eyes... where had I seen them... Then it hit me. The snob at the club. What was he doing in Mr Hendricks house and in the young Master's room? Wait... Was he an old servant I hadn't met or a new man servant? I scanned him. He looked nothing like a servant. The aura from him felt nothing like the one a servant could possess. His eyes pinched and he took a step towards me. "Did you not just hear me? What are you doing in my house?" His tone was icy. His house? There was only one person aside from Mr Hendricks that could say those words... Young master, Jay Adams! I looked at him again and hell the resemblance struck me. My jaw hung open and for a moment I felt my body go numb. *********** Jay Adams was a perfect man. More like a demigod that commanded both wealth and power. Women swooned over him and wanted a taste of him but he hated women. He does not believe in love. Beneath the tough exterior, beneath his million dollar tuxedo and his coldness were his flaws. And then there was Karen, a complete opposite of him. Poor with a sick father, a sister to cater for and saddled with debts. What will happen when these two cross paths?
Tiffany let out an exasperated breath. She was right. She had been right about him all along. He was nothing but a rich arrogant prat. Unfortunately she wasn't about to waste her energy on people like him. "How about we pretend we never met and just work?" She said to him, keeping her tone cold and eyes firm. Ronald made a face. "Wait, don't tell me you are thinking I came here for something other than work?" Tiffany's eyes widened. "What?" He approached her, closing up the distance between them. "Earlier on, you seem to have so much interest in my face," he said, lowering his lips to whisper the words into her ears. "Don't tell me you are already thinking of something else to do with me other than work...perhaps..." Tiffany gulped roughly and bit down on her lower lip. "..." ********* Ronald Ryker is the heir of a well-known conglomerate and was constantly surrounded by women. But none of them moved him. Not until he met Tiffany, a single mother and older woman who immediately captured his attention. But Tiffany had no interest in him. Not in his wealth and definitely not his hot look.
“People afraid of death are greedy for life.” That was the belief of Alessandro Angelo, the Italian mafia billionaire. The one who fears no one, not even death. He lived his life everyday as if it was his last. Trained only to obey orders and keep no emotions. But what happens when he comes across a cheerful, bubbly Isabella Marco, the girl whose charm could lit up even the darkest portion of the coldest heart. Slowly and unknowingly for Alessandro, he started to want more; getting greedy for life, gradually going against his life principle. One day an order came in: “kill her or you die” Will he allow his cold self be smitten by her infectious personality or end her life as he was ordered?
Two people with different agendas are forced into an arranged marriage. For Veronica Nicholas, it is to save her family's business that has been saddled with debt and on the verge of slipping into bankruptcy and for Lawrence Williams, it is to hold onto his inheritance as the only son and heir of a conglomerate family. Veronica could never leave her darling boyfriend for the infamous national playboy nor does Lawrence wish to leave her long time crush who finally accepted his feelings after many months of rejection for a stranger he barely knows. Together the two must sign a secret contract that lets them live their desired lives while being in their arranged marriage. But how long does the life they thought was best for them last? Stuck together, Veronica and Lawrence must find a way to work together to get past the struggles of their everyday lives from their never ending enemies. Hatred at first but being in the same place where they see all the good and bad sides of each other, how long would they go on before the wave of love hit them? Or would they find a reason to go their separate ways once their different agendas have been fulfilled?
Candles were lighted, beautiful scented flowers were well decorated in my house and even ribbons were tied at various places on that day. Soft music played in the stereo whilst people drank, ate and made merry. Sounds of laughter rang and everyone's faces were filled with smiles until tragedy struck like lightning that before I could realize what was happening, I became the youngest cursed teen werewolf in my pack accused of killing her mother. But then I hoped for my eighteenth birthday because it is only then that I would be free to live my life and have my mate but once again tragedy came knocking... And once again, Lily's life turned around... The rejected Alpha's mate….
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
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