“Please Melissa, don’t call the cops on me. I beg you, please just have mercy. I don’t usually do things like this but I’m poor and homeless, I also have a little daughter to feed. And she’s the reason why I’m doing this, I’m trying to get money to put food on her table.” Aiden lamented his ordeal. “So I was walking around the area, looking for a house to break into and coincidentally, I stumbled across yours.” He added and Melissa furrowed her brows, lowering her pointed knife finally. She saw him as a defenseless man who would do anything to provide for his daughter— he was wrong but he was helpless and didn’t have much of a choice. She pitied him. And herself too, she had thought he was a wealthy man when she saw him at he club, the suit he wore that night cost a couple of thousand dollars at least. But now, she’s seeing him in ragged jeans and a torn shirt, trying to hoist her jewelry. So she must’ve misunderstood a whole lot. And she admitted to herself, if she had known he was
Melissa saw sense in her newly found idea. It was a better option than getting married to Nathan or loosing the company to him, besides she had no other option and had to make do with what she had, which was Aiden. She knew him at least, he didn’t seem to be harmful and he was in dire need, and she was in need too. So they could help solve each other’s needs; she helps him with cash to start life afresh and he helps her by playing pretend husband for her so she can get her inheritance. It would just be a fake marriage of nothing less than three months, after she gets married to him and signs the necessary documents to become the owner of the Real Estate Agency, they would file for a divorce and Aiden would be handsomely compensated. He could use the money to start up life. That way, both of them win. However, Melissa decided keep her newly found idea to herself, for the mean time. She didn’t want to scare him off so soon. She decided to hand him the two hundred dollars and then tomor
“Melissa!” He yelled her name, but she had already stopped the moment she saw him coming towards the car. She wined down the passengers’ window. “Aiden, I know I’m leaving earlier than I said I would. I need to be at work in urgency and since I don’t have your number, I couldn’t call to inform so I dropped my business card with my security men to give to you by the time you show up do you can come meet me at my office.” Melissa narrated and Aiden’s quickening pulse calmed down, he thought he had been here so late that it offended her and she decided to leave. “So since you’re here, I can give you a ride to my office.” She offered and Aiden smiled, going over to the other side where the doors where and beckoning on Hope to follow him. It was a big car and long car, but not as long as a typical limousine but the exterior and the interior looked like one. Aiden didn’t quite know how to describe the vehicle. Aiden and Hope took a seat on the chair opposite to Katherine’s. Hope’s eyes l
“What?” Aiden questioned, unable to believe his ears. He couldn’t just understand why. Why did any woman he met to solicit for help always find a way to try to get something back in return. First it was Katherine and now it’s Melissa, asking for his hand in marriage. How did a nobody like him end up getting two wealthy ladies offering marriage to him? The only lady who had offered him help without asking for anything in return was Kiera, the lady that gave him twenty dollars without him even asking for it. Why can’t all the women in his life be like her? And suddenly, his mind drifted back to the angelic lady named Kiera. Her light brown— almost blonde hair that sat in perfect waves that glorified those mesmerizing light blue eyes of hers tht looked so bright yet seemed to hold so much untold pain. He wanted to see her again. He wanted to know her story. But seeing her again in a busy town like this with the only idea he had about her being her name and those shimmering eyes of he
Melissa hadn’t expected his rejection. She thought Aiden would jump at the offer being the he was poor and in need, she couldn’t understand why he was so stubborn. What kind of man was this? “But Aiden, it doesn’t have to be like this.” Melissa protested. There had to be some way to reason around this and the both of them could come to a compromise. “Hope dear, it’s time to go.” Aiden ignored Melissa and called for Hope. Hope turned over, pausing her game. “But daddy, I just got a hang of it and I’m almost winning this level.” “Stop the game and come over here, Hope.” “Don’t be harsh on her Aiden. She doesn’t deserve to be at the end of your frustration. You’re only suffering the little girl. You know you’re poor and wretched and subjecting the girl to poverty, she deserves more Aidan.” Melissa stated and the words struck, angering Aiden. Melissa was angry that Aiden wasn’t succumbing and that’s why she said all she said, but it wasn’t from a place of hostility but by the time the
Aiden couldn’t believe his eyes. Was it really Kiera standing in front of him? Of course it was her, he was sure no other human possessed eyes as pretty as hers, and her facial features were still striking as ever, only that now her dirty–blonde hair now had dark brown highlights and she had straitened her curls. He felt a little disappointed because he loved her deep waves. “Kiera, it’s me. Aiden.” Aiden smiled, introducing himself to her. She stared back at him with arched brows, quite puzzled as to how he knew that name and how in hell he presumed she would know his. She was vividly taken aback, “Excuse me sir? How do you know my name?” Her question threw Aiden off and his smile immediately faltered. “You told me your name almost a month ago or so. I met you in front of an office complex and you told me your name and also gave me twenty dollars as well.” Aiden narrated and she tried to recollect but it wasn’t making sense to her. She couldn’t remember meeting Aiden in front of an
Aiden was very sure that it was Kiera he was just speaking to right now, so how could she say she wasn’t the one? Well, she wasn’t as soft–spoken and nice as she was on the first day he met her, he wondered what caused the drift in her attitude. “Daddy, who was that?” Hope tugged his shirt, asking. Aiden looked down to his daughter, “I don’t know.” He was being truthful, he thought he knew her before but apparently he doesn’t. A hint of a smile played on his lips as he looked at Hope; maybe he was being a bit harsh on her. It’s not her fault Melissa decided to take advantage of his condition. Hope frowned, “That has been your answer to everything, daddy.” The smile played full on Aiden’s lips now as he hoisted Hope up and placed her on his sides. The frown faltered and she giggled. “I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier, dear.” He pecked her cheek. “It’s okay daddy.” She pecked him on his cheek too and giggled. Aiden felt the rest of his anger subside, he was no longer angry at Mel
Melissa couldn’t believe what had just happened, Aiden had walked out of the mouth–watering deal she offered him. She couldn’t understand what sort of man he was. What type of man in his condition— poverty striken, dilapidated and hopeless, openly reject being her husband and the seventy–million dollars she offered him. Aiden was a different breed, definitely. A man of immense integrity because only someone who possesses such would see such a juicy deal and run away from it. But now that he had run away from it, what would she do? Today was already Wednesday, which meant she had only two days until Saturday which was the deadline her father had given his lawyers. And by Saturday, her father’s company that was supposed to be here would be sold to Nathaniel. She heard her phone buzz. Melissa grabbed her handbag and rummaged through, fishing out her phone. It was a new text and her face immediately scowled when she saw who the sender was. “Count down: Two days to go. That’s forty–eig