With the incessant debt piling up for her mother's Bakery shop, Fiona takes up a role as as substitute Model at the Annual Runway model show where she meets the unfortunate, but is helped by Sebastian. With the rumors and scandalous stories going around, despite their engagement to their different partners. They found friendship in each other. At the peak of her relationship moving on, they both found themselves compatible, spiking up hatred, jealousy in their various spouses. Would they fight for their love? What happened when Sebastian decided who he wants? Find out.
It was the ninth month of the year, the annual runway show of models from all parts of the world. Models from all aspects of the world stood behind the backstage in elegance just to kill the walk.
Standing in their midst was Fiona Badminton, an amateurish model who kick started one of her numerous jobs just to help raise money for her mother's bakery shop.
Her best friend had told her about the price to be won just for participating. It was enough for her mother's debt. Not In any way aiming for first place or be picked, she stood in her best posture, just from the looks of her you could tell she was nervous. This was the first time she'd ever stood in this much crowd, it was overwhelming for her, she turned to her best friend, Amy.
"I think I'm about to pee, Amy" she broke out, in anxiety.
"Huh? Why?? You can't do this now, Okay?" She stated, as she helped her adjust her gown in the right places. Fiona was uncomfortable, she shook a little bit then decided to hold it in till after the show.
Watching other models walk in majestic, so poise, she took a deep breath then, tried to calm her nerves down.
Just then the host climbed the podium to announce the arrival of a very important official.
Adjust the microphone and so not leaving her face, she said in a really small soft voice.
"Good evening everyone....it's a great privilege to welcome the chairman of this honorable event. Everyone, let's give it up to Mr. Sebastian Winchester, Owner of the Winch Enterprise, has come to grace us with his presence yet again this year.
The crowd clapped, Sebastian Winchester, stood up as he walked to the stage, the aura of confidence and elegance emitted as he walked. He had the perfect height, dashingly handsome, with a strong jawline and captivating emerald eyes. He gave a small smile, with lips curled in a smile hiding his dentition. His well tailored tuxedo gray suit suit, which complimented his brown hair all helped back.
With an air of poise, he raised his glance up at everyone, commanding the attention of everyone, inclusive of Fiona.
She felt a little excited, mixed with anxiety. Their gaze met with each other, with each gaze lingering at each other. Her eyes wavered, she quickly looked away..
Sebastian stood still, as he cleared his throat, as he made his stance.
"It's a pleasure to stand before you all. And I am delighted to represent Winch Enterprise and My grandfather who couldn't be here but is here in heart and mind. And for the model backstage, if you can hear me backstage, you are beautiful and we can't wait to see you display art made in dresses." And with that, he gave a light nod and then turned to leave for his chair, Fiona glued her eyes on him as he took his seat, she couldn't help but admire him from where she stood.
"Sebastian Winchester....you like him right?" Amy nudged her with a smile on her face, Fiona helped not but blush.
"You have to walk to practice, Fiona." Amy told her, as she asked back into the rehearsal room, Fiona stared at him,nshw could tell that she was attracted to this man. Who was he?
She returned back to the rehearsal room, and without looking she bashed into Edith Joseph, the model queen of Winston.
She has won the Miss universe five times in a row and is still counting. She is the beauty goddess or so she thought. And to top it all up, she was the fiancee to Sebastian Winchester and that added to her qualification eligibility. This was not a good day for Fiona, she gave a short bow.
"I'm really sorry I didn't see you there." She apologized sincerely, Edith watched her with much disgust in her eye, she hated the fact that Sebastian sponsors commoners to parade with her in the runway show. But what could she do? Sebastian was a sick giver and sweet she was lucky to have him look at her. As they say, he never looked at a woman twice and if he did, he had something with that lady, and she had to be Edith.
"Can you watch it?? You dirty thingy, she cursed under her breath as she used her index finger to close her nose.
"What are you even doing in that dress? What's with the organizers of this event? We can't keep letting lunatics like you do this with me." She spat out of her mouth like Fiona was a bag of dirt.
"But I told you that I was sorry." Fiona tried to say, unaware of who she was speaking to. Fiona was a mixture of calm and fierce and chose the both when the need arises.
"The guts..." Edith's eyes squinted just at the look of Fiona.
"No one talks to Edith that way and goes Scot free. You'll pay dearly for this and that's all I have to you." And with that she walked away,
"You shouldn't have spoken back to her." One of the models said from behind, with her hands crossed against each other.
Fiona's face twisted into a frown, wondering if her words were trying to get her more upset than she already is? Or to calm her down.
"And why is that? She is a model here just like any of us."
The lady gave a light laugh, "you really don't know who Edith Joseph is?" She questioned , but Fiona shook her head, is she expected to know? The lady she bumped into didn't look like she was huge or something, she had her dress on too which means she was also doing this.
"I don't know who she is by the way?" Fiona asked, her face cringed in concern,
The lady, dressed in a simple mermaid tail dress, turned fully to her.
"She is not nice."
Lucas Belmont, a billionaire playboy in New York city, lives in abundant luxury; wealth, and status, and a reputation that goes before him across New York City. But after a wild night party, Lucas finds himself attacked, robbed and abandoned in a dark narrow way, rescued only by Mia Reynolds, a compassionate young lady from the new York’s roughest city. As Lucas adapts himself to Mia’s world, he discovers a life filled with realness, hope, and unexpected love. But when his secret identity is revealed, their fragile connection is shattered. Now, Lucas must choose between the luxurious life he’s bound to inherit from his father and the company, and the lady who opened his eyes to a different kind of life. In a city driven by power and ambition, can love bridge the gap between two worlds? And when a dark plot threatens to tear them apart, will Lucas and Mia find the strength to stand together? Find out in this captivating tale of transformation, betrayal, and redemption.
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
"We are divorced, Adams." She sighed and wanted to walk away, but he held her. "It doesn't matter." He answered, his voice laced with determination. "I don't love you anymore." "That doesn't matter either. What matters is that I want you, and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it." ***** Alicia's life has been a series of ups and downs. She suffered abuse from her husband and his family because she couldn't give him a child. She thought she had seen it all, but not until the day she returned home only to receive the divorce papers from her husband's parents. She pleaded with them, but was met with deaf ears, and so she signed the documents and left. Little did anyone know that she was pregnant. She returned six years later with her baby girl only to find her Ex-husband craving her once more. How will she take this, and what other surprises does fate have in stock for her?
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.