Amy was busy with her laptop when her phone suddenly chirped, she almost ignored cause of how engrossed she was but decided to take a look at the screen of the phone at a time when the call was almost coming to an end. Seeing that the caller ID was her husband's secretary Joan, she picked up the phone quickly as she wondered why she must have called him. She only saved Joan's number cause she's her husband's secretary and on days when she may not be able to reach her husband Callan, at work, she would simply call Joan to pass the phone to him. But this time was the first time that Joan would be placing a call across to her. She answered the call as she placed the phone gently on her ear, but the filthy sounds she heard left her flabbergasted and troubled. She had to look at the screen of the phone again to be sure that it was Joan that pulled a call across, she placed the phone on her ear again and heard the same filthy sounds, they were hard and loud moans that depicts clearly

Amy sat in one of the most luxurious club until it was night when the club always gets busy, she had two bottle of drinks before her and she was seriously drowning herself in her sorrow. For the past three years of the marriage, she had been entirely faithful to that bastard, she wouldn't even give any other man a chance to flirt with her, speakless of cheating on him. She trusted him so badly yet he broke her heart like it was nothing. The more she drunk, the more she hoped that she forgot her sorrow but the drink seemed not to be helping as the naked image of Joan and Callan kept playing in her head. She stood angrily all of a sudden and looked around at the people dancing in the club. She thought of picking one random gigolo that she could have a night stand with. After all, she was now divorced and single again. She saw a tall man entering a room and she ran quickly towards there immediately. Before the door could close, she had walked in. She leaned on the man at once and

Amy eventually returned to NorthHill and she lodged in a two bedroom apartment. That was what she could afford at the moment. In fact, getting that apartment cost almost all the money she had been saving in her six years' work at the small city she had newly come from. Since she had her degree, it shouldn't take her much effort to get a work here in NorthHill. Even if she met Callan by chance now, six years were enough time for her not to be affected by what had happened in the past between them. There could be an high chance that he had already got married to his secretary. Amy ignored the thought about Callan and began to search for job opportunities online. She applied to as many company as she could. She didn't want her children to have to starve for any reason, feeding six children at a time will sure cost a lot plus she assured them a better education here so she has to get them into a school as fast as she could. When it was evening of the following day, she got an offer

Amy curled her two legs up on her bed and cried, she was sad and embarrassed after what happened today. Firstly she lost her job and secondly, she was thrown out of the man's presence. Amy disliked the man, and she knew he was an arrogant man. How dare she to challenge the most powerful man in NorthHill? Was she drunk? Where could she get a job now? All the companies she sent offer to were not get back to her. The door opened all of a sudden and Angel appeared, "mum!" She ran towards Amy before she could even finish cleaning her tears. She doesn't like to let the children see her crying. She believed that it will make them troubled, she eventually cleaned up all her tears and smiled. Angel asked with a troubled look," mum, what's wrong?" "Nothing at all, I'm just happy to have you all around me," Amy lied. "But we are never absent from you," Angel said. Before Amy could say another word, Queen and Debby walked in and climbed on the bed. Seeing their faces made Amy really h

While Amy was heading home, she realized that she had not got her kids any surprise gifts. They all understood her financial state and had never disturbed her for gifts. But today, she decided to surprise them. For Abe, she didn't want to think about him. He's not the CEO, then there is nothing that he could do to her. She was not scared of him at all, instead, she detest him for the kind of man he already projected himself to be. How can he met someone for the first time and he immediately showing her clear sign of lust and shows how irresponsible he was? Amy stopped by at the mall and as soon she walked in, she saw a slap land an an old man's cheek. "What!" She exclaimed. She walked towards the crowds of people gathered around there and smuggled herself through the crowd until she got to where the old man was. The burly man who slapped the old man was dressed in suit and there were other men in suit around there. Amy challenged him," how dare you slap this old man? Did you

Both of them were surprised, they never expected to meet again expecially not in a situation like this. Amy's heart began to thump and she wished the land could swallow her up at this moment. This man had warned her not to show up before him again and that the next time she did, he would destroy her. Why was fate trying to punish her by bringing her to the attention of this man? "You dared to appear before me again, you cunny woman," the most powerful man in NorthHill, Broderick Alessandro, said with a dangerous look. Amy's mouth shiver on its own and she shook her head, "I... I never knew that you were the CEO, sir. I..." She swallowed hardly, "I...never knew." Broderick didn't believe in her at all. There was no one who didn't know that the CEO of Alessandro's corporation was him. This woman even had the gut to lie to his face. He stood from his seat and once Amy saw him stand to his feet, her heart thumped in fear and she stood still, thinking should she run away? Oh gosh

"Please! I wasn't appearing before you on purpose and I apologize sincerely for that night, please forgive me," she pleaded. There was a long moment of silence, anyone close to Amy at this time would literally hear her heartbeat. It was thumping so heavily that it felt like her heart was ripping apart. She didn't want this fierce looking man to pounce on her. If he pounced in her, what could she do? She started it six years ago by pouncing on him, she hoped earnestly that he would change his mind. She just wanted to leave this office and run as fast as her leg could take her from this company. He walked towards her then suddenly turned to his seat and sat, "leave." Leave? Amy thought that she probably didn't hear the right word. Did he say 'leave?' He was telling her to leave? She began to walk out slowly hoping that she was acting out on the right word, she twisted the knob and the door gave way. Oh her g

Amy wondered who could be knocking, she was not expecting any visitor and had not made any friend in this neighborhood. She stood nevertheless and walked towards the door, when she opened it, she saw a tall woman standing by the door. "Amy!" The woman screamed. Amy furrowed her brow when she eventually recognized whom the woman was," Leola!" The two women hugged themselves dearly and Amy quickly let her in, Leola was Amy's roommate in the university. Through out her four years in the university, they both lived in the same room but they lost contact somehow after graduating from the university. "How did you get to know where I stay?" Amy asked, still mesmerizing in the happiness that she met her old friend again. "I didn't, I came here to apologize for what my son did, he didn't allow his friends play ball with him and I think that's selfish," she said," wait, are the three boys yours?" "Yes, they are," Am

"Please, spare me this time," Amy pleaded even further. Eventhough she knew that pleading at this moment was too risky but if she agreed to do this, he would confirm his wrong perception of her. She was never that type of woman, a slut, a prostitute, that wasn't her. His phone rang at that moment, his attention then drifted from Amy who was kneeling before him and fell on the phone that was ringing. He took one more look at Amy and then walked over to his phone. He picked it and seeing whom the caller ID was, he sat and answered it, the caller was the only one who can have the gut to call him at this hour. "Hello son, " the voice of an elderly woman came through. He didn't want to have conversation with his mother before a stranger, "out!" He declared and Amy stood quickly. The call saved her, she quickly walked out. Oh gosh! A narrow escape again! She had become so emotionally destabilized that she couldn't stay anoth

 Amy wanted to scream but the hand covered her mouth in a quick pace, she calmed and tried to look at the person's face, seeing that this person was Callan, she pushed him away angrily, "why did you drawl me here?" She walked out of the dark space and shot him a disgusting look. "Don't pretend like you don't miss me," Callan smirked. "Disgusting. After six years, did you still think I'll not have get over what happened?" She asked. "It's not my fault that you are barren," Carren scoffed," and...your pretense about Broderick being your hubby is just a joke, you think I don't know? Broderick and I are childhood friends and we use to be best of friends but over the years, we have grown apart and are not in good terms anymore. Nevertheless, I still know many things about him. You of all people can never be Broderick's taste," Callan said. "Either I'm his taste or not, can I know why you are concerned? You are with your sec