“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
Melissa’s felt her firsts clench at the mention of Nathan’s name. “I know he bribed you into this, Katherine. You wouldn’t do this without an external force. Is your father even aware?” “Does it matter whether or not my father is aware? And if you want answers so much, why don’t you ask Nathan.” “That conniving bastard, I’m going to sue Nathan till he has no penny left.” Melissa resolved and Katherine laughed. “You really like throwing that word around, right? So do it, sue Nathan. And I know you’re fully aware the type of man he is. He has never ever lost a law suit. He knows how to maneuver his way, so you might be the one loosing all your money.” Katherine stated and Melissa’s anger doubled because Nathan was a fucking thorn in the flesh and also because Katherine was right, there was no winning against him. But there had to be a way around this. Which meant she had to speak to Nathan. “Fuck you, Katherine.” Melissa spat and Katherine rolled her eyes with a chuckle. Melissa p
The room erupted with surprised gasps at the sight of Aiden— only that he wasn’t JUST Aiden, he was completely different than the last time they saw him, and that just a few days ago. His black hair had been styled differently, groomed to suit his new upgrade in status. It was a hairstyle that seemed tousled, but in a eye–catching and richly way that made him look so captivating and drool–worthy. His enigmatic aquamarine eyes shimmered, never looking more mesmerizing as they did now because they aligned so much with his new hairstyle But there was something different about those green orbs of his; previously, they looked so sad and hopeless, poverty–inclided and didn’t shine as bright as they did this moment. But now, those eyes has perked up, possession with confidence, complacency and a gaze that spoke wealth and affluence, even though it was barely a day old. What money can do! His red suit looked three times more expensive than anything in Lady Elizabeth’s closet, the costs o
The four men’s attention was alerted the moment the door opened and Aiden stepped in, his two bodyguards followed behind him— all three of them in dark shades, the bodyguards in all–black suits and Aiden was still in his dazzling red suit, after all, he had come back here right after he was done with the Campbells. “General! Nice to have you back.” Gabriel said as the four men got up as Aiden stepped into the room, gesture of reverence and and respect. He was their lost king after all. There were four seats for the four men— two at each side of the room, facing the other pair oppositely. Aiden’s large diamond encrusted throne stayed at the central. He sat down on the throne and his two bodyguards stood at either side behind him. “You may sit.” Aiden said to them. It felt so good to say that, to be in control, to speak commands to people and they immediately follow without protests or asking questions. At first it felt strange, but he has gotten used to it. It looks as if he has be