Monday, 23 February 2015

Colourless (A life's journey through time)

This story is a stand alone. I couldn't see it progressing into a series. I loved writing it and I hope you enjoy it too. It's a story that just developed as I wrote. It's different, but hey, it's what came to me. 

Mental illness is real and people battle it everyday. I think the hardest thing for a patient is for them to keep going through the darkest times. Love and understanding is what is needed, because sometimes, when a person is in a dark place they see nothing else but what's in front of them. So I hope this story will open eyes and hearts. I also hope you just enjoy it! 

Trinity’s on a life journey to discover what life is about. On the way, people show up in her life and teach her new things about her life. Her love life has been an up and down struggle, and she begins to believe that real love doesn’t exist. It is only when she goes through her darkest moment, does she realise that love had always been around. She just had to open her eyes and see. Her breakdown gives her a chance to become the beautiful person she already is.










Excerpt

The beginning of time
There was no name at the beginning. Things worked differently. There was no gender, no colour at the beginning, things were just perfect. Trinity, that’s what she’d decided. She’d chosen to be a girl. She had hand picked her mother, a mother who smoked and drank herself to a stupor. Her father had been like a thief in the night. It was his purpose to fuck Trinity’s mother and bring her into existence. Trinity had it all planned. She understood why she wanted to do it all.
‘Are you sure you want to go to this place, be human and experience it all?’ The voice had asked.
‘Yes I do. There is something so wonderful about it all.’
‘How do you know it’s wonderful?’ asked the voice.
‘Because when I look at their faces.’ Trinity had watched the human race for a while. She’d studied them, she’d noticed that they had things she didn’t understand.
‘What is it about their faces?’
‘There is this light that shines from each one of them. Sometimes they don’t see it, sometimes they do. I want to experience that. I want to be that. I want that human experience.’
The voice was quiet. Trinity, even though that wasn’t her name yet, enjoyed the silence.
‘What about this life?’ asked the voice.
‘This life is eternal. I can always return, but that life. That life is limited. It’s governed by time. It is only for a period. So for that short period, I want to discover.’
‘What do you think you’ll discover? What do you think this glow on their faces is?’ asked the voice.
‘I think it’s love, I think it’s what we have and feel all our lives, but I think that if we choose to have this experience, we’ll understand it deeper than we’ve ever understood it.’
‘Very well, if that is what you wish.’
‘It is.’
‘You realise that when you reach that place, that place where people seem to be glowing, you’ll have no recollection of who you are.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean the moment you step onto earth, you will forget who you are.’
‘You mean I won’t remember I came from source?’
‘You may or you might not. But…’
‘But what?’
‘You’ve chosen your path.’
‘I have.’
Trinity had chosen the path she would take to experience this thing called life in a human body. On the way she’d put things in her way.
‘I will remember who I am, I’ve put signposts, I have a map.’
‘You will, how?’
‘You’ll see.’
‘I see.’
‘I know what I’m doing. I know why I’m choosing what I’m choosing. This human experience, I want to experience it to the fullest.’
There was silence again. Silence was always welcome. It was never uncomfortable. It allowed processes to unfold on their own. It was a good thing.
‘Okay. Whenever you’re ready,’ said the voice.
Trinity knew it was time.  Even though there was no time in the world in which she came from, there was time where she was going. Her mother was in labour. Soon all things would be labelled. She’d be labelled Trinity Philips, a girl.  She’d have dark chocolate skin, her hair would be kinky and difficult to deal with. Her nose would be larger than normal. As she’d got older, her hips would turn outwards and be bigger than usual. She’d see magazines and wonder what went wrong. She’d wonder why she didn’t look like the pretty women on television, or magazines. She’d see what was labelled pretty at school, in town…it would be all around her. Yes all these labels would be pasted onto her, and because she’d forget who she was, she’d live up to the labels she been given.
‘I’m ready.’
And just like that there was darkness. There was resistance. Something was happening, but she didn’t know what. The baby was coming. The baby didn’t know who it was. It was just in the womb of a woman who didn’t want it. The struggle was intense; it took a long while until finally there was bright light. The baby cried. It felt cold, it felt something it couldn’t understand. It heard sounds, it felt movement. It was warm, something was placed on it. Someone screamed ‘It’s a girl!’ But there was nothing after that.
‘Do you want to name her before we take her?’ asked the social worker.
The woman looked at the baby like it was a sack of oranges.
‘Trinity,’ she blurted.
‘Any reason?’ The social worker was interested.
The woman shrugged.
‘Okay then. Trinity Philips, welcome little lady.’
The baby was taken away. 

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Friday, 13 February 2015

The devil on the throne (Behind the screen book 3)

The last of this series is done! Hope you enjoy.




















Money, Power! What would you do if you had unlimited resources? Harmony has it all, or so it seems. Life on an island couldn’t be better. But as the days turn into weeks, and weeks to months, darkness will soon engulf the happy couple.


The devil wants his end of the deal met. If this doesn’t happen, then things can go wrong fast. Soon Derek is exposed to the truth, and what has been asked of him goes against his conscious. In the end one of them will have to make a sacrifice. Who will it be? Will the devil have his wish? Only time will tell. 

Thursday, 5 February 2015

HARMONY (Behind the screen book 2)

I can honestly say I had no idea where this story would take me. I just sat down and wrote. My writing style is strange. An idea or thought comes to me when I sit down to write. It never just appears, inspiration doesn't hit in the middle of the night. The magic happens when I'm at my computer. I always know deep down the story will sort itself out. I have no idea yet how it will continue, but I do know that it must continue. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!


The plot thickens. Harmony allows the darkness in. It can’t be helped. A law abiding man, detective Price is forced into a difficult situation. Why won’t his heart let this woman go? She seems like more trouble than she’s worth. But as things unfold and he starts to discover a dark secret, his loyalties begin waver.


Harmony. Who is she really? The amazing surgeon has a past that is so dark she believes only God can deal with. But for now, the devil is on the throne!









Excerpt

Chapter One
Focused
Harmony had no choice but to focus. She scrubbed in and barged into the operating room.
‘What do we have?’ she asked.
‘Ruptured appendix! Too late for keyhole surgery. We need your expert hands on this one,’ said a surgeon.
She was in. Harmony became the doctor, the surgeon. There was no time to focus on the look on Derek’s face, no time to justify the tears she’d shed! Peritonitis had occurred, and the appendix had already formed a huge mass.
‘Lord Almighty!’ She couldn’t believe the patient had waited this long. Had there been no early warning sign?
‘My words exactly!’ said the surgeon.
They worked fast, the mans abdominal was packed. Harmony did her best to make sure the man didn’t die on her. She couldn’t deal with that today. It took a while, but finally everything was under control.
‘That was close,’ she said. ‘Could you close up?’ She asked the other surgeon.
‘Sure thing.’ He could tell there was something on her mind.
Harmony left the O.R feeling victorious and defeated at the same time. It was always great to save a life, give good news to a family, but she’d lost Derek. It seemed that way. It hadn’t been part of the plan. Harmony hadn’t expected to fall for him. It had just happened, and now she was left feeling alone.
****
Bumping into Harmony had hit him! It was so unexpected. She was supposed to be at a school teaching children. But instead, she was saving lives. Why couldn’t she just tell him the truth? Why had she hidden that important part of information from him! It hurt! Online dating had taken its toil on him, were there any women who were honest online these days? The world had gone crazy, people lied, they wanted instant gratification. Was he doomed to be single for the rest of his life? The thought shattered him. It was a hopeless case.
He tried to put Harmony to the back of his mind and concentrate on the work ahead. It was a relief the women had been found. At least that was good news. He waited until the doctors were done checking them over. He’d spoken to Yasmina to give an update, she was briefing the chief. The chief was happy and could address the media with confidence.
Derek stepped into Rose’s room. The colour had come back to her face, but looked tired.
‘Miss Armstrong, I’m detective Price. Is it okay if I ask you some questions?’
She nodded. He pulled a seat up towards the bed and sat down.
‘I’m sorry for what you went through. If anything is too hard to answer, you don’t have to answer it. If you’d rather speak to a female instead, I can arrange that for you.’
‘I’m fine thanks,’ she said.
‘Okay, great. I need to find out about the man who took you. He’s gone missing.’
She gazed at him, but there was no change in her face.
‘When was the last time you saw him?’
‘I’m not sure. I was in and out of sleep. My body felt so weak.’
‘I understand. Did he say or do anything specific? Do you know why he held you hostage?’
‘He held us to paint us.’
‘Paint you?’
‘Yes, paint me, capture me into a picture.’ She welled up as the thoughts about the days spent in that bedroom hit her.
‘It’s okay. Are you okay to continue?’
She sniffed and nodded. ‘He was crazy. He kept going on about how he wanted to capture our beauty. He had some theory we’d be kept young forever.’
‘That sounds bizarre.’
‘Yes I know. I think he wanted to sell the picture.’
‘To who?’
‘I’m not sure. But I’m sure he wanted to do that. All I know was that he was missing a third woman to complete his picture.’
Derek thought about Harmony.
‘I know he planned dates with her, but he never came back with her, and each time he came back empty handed it infuriated him.’ A tear drizzled down her cheek.
‘Do you have a name? Do you know who he dated?’
‘No, he never mentioned a name. He did however say she was tougher, than us. I was a fool.’
‘No you weren’t, you were just too trusting. Believe me, I’ve done that myself. It’s not you who’s done wrong, it’s the other person, always remember that.’
She nodded. ‘I just should’ve been more aware. I’m not happy that I fell for his charm.’
‘Please don’t blame yourself. You’re safe now.’
‘Yes I am.’
‘Could you describe him?’
‘Erm…’ She sniffed. ‘About six foot four, dark hair, blue eyes.’
‘Okay, any distinctive marks?’
‘Not that I noticed.’
‘Okay, this is helpful.’
He asked her a few more questions and then her parents arrived. The joy in their eyes was a sight to treasure. He left them and went to see Zara.
Zara said more or less the same things as Rose.
‘Do you know what kind of woman he was looking for? Was there any pattern to his painting?’
‘I don’t know. I was too scared to know anything.’
‘I understand. This has been very helpful.’
He left her and decided it was best to go back to the office and speak with Yasmina.
‘Derek!’ She ran after him just as he was about to step out of the hospital. ‘Derek, please wait!’
He stopped and swirled around.
‘Derek, please give me a chance to explain,’ she said. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt or disappoint you.’
‘What possible reason could you have? You lied, that say’s it all. What else are you lying about?’
‘Please…I’m sorry.’
He wanted to reach out and touch her, but his heart wouldn’t let him. It hurt. The last time a woman had lied to him, he’d found himself alone.
‘I can’t do this right now, I have to get back to work.’
‘Can we meet? Set a date?’ She pleaded.
‘I don’t know. I’ll let you know.’ He started to walk.
‘I really do like you.’ She shouted after him, but he didn’t turn.
Harmony felt defeated. There was nothing she could do. No amount of convincing would make him change his mind.
‘Doctor Moore,’ a nurse called. ‘You’re needed in the O.R!’
Harmony understood her place. She understood that when it came to work, there were no excuses. Heartbroken or not, her job demanded of her. Like a soldier she picked herself up and went to fight the battle. There was no room for loathing or self pity.
****
There was too much going on in his mind. Harmony, the woman he’d fallen for so quickly had lied. It was stupid to put his heart on the line like that. As he drove his mind moved from Harmony to the case. He had to focus on the case, find out what had happened to Marcus.
‘Any luck?’ asked Yasmina the moment he walked in.
‘The women are all right. Not so sure where he could’ve disappeared to. This whole case is strange.’
‘Did the woman give the reason for their capture?’
‘Yes. A painting.’
‘A what?’
‘He was painting them. He had some crazy idea he’d capture their beauty and keep it there forever.’
‘Wow, he’s crazy.’
‘That’s an understatement. Who does that?’
‘Were there any signs of sexual force?’
‘No. I think he got sexual pleasure from the art. The capture must’ve heightened it.’
‘We are looking for a sick man.’
‘Aren’t we always?’
She watched him a moment. ‘Are you okay?’
‘Yeah, I’m fine.’ He sat at his desk.
‘You sure?’
‘Yeah, why?’
‘You seem, distant, almost disappointed.’
‘I’m fine. Did you dig up anything on him?’
‘Erm…’ she hesitated a moment. She’d known him long enough to know that something was wrong.
‘I’m fine, can we focus on the case.’ He felt she would not let up, but he didn’t want to discuss it with her.
‘Not much information on him. It’s like he doesn’t exist.’
‘He exists. I think the reason we can’t find much on him is because it’s been made to seem that way.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘This guy is rich. He probably has parents who can buy the earth. He’s probably an only child who lacked attention when growing up.’
‘You think he’s been doing this awhile?’
‘Yes, I think if we go to the source. That would be his parents, we’ll find the answers.’
‘How the hell are we going to do that?’
‘We’ll find a way. There is always something somewhere. Some slip up. Perhaps we could start at the house or the gallery. He has friends, colleagues. Someone knows something.’
‘Yes you’re right. Gosh. I wonder where he is.’
‘I honestly don’t care. I mean…’ That didn’t come out right. ‘As long as he’s not hurting anyone else, I’m fine with it.’
‘Yeah well who knows? Why would he leave the women alone?’
‘Apparently he had a date.’
‘A date?’
‘That’s how he captures the women. He takes them on dates.’
‘Yes, of course.’
‘According to the women, he had his eye on someone and had made it a point to bring her back to complete the painting.’
‘If we could find this woman. What about the woman you’re dating? Perhaps we could ask her some questions.’
‘I don’t know. The description she gave me and the one Rose gave me are different.’ He thought about her lie. What else had she lied about?
‘I see. Okay, but what if he’s still our guy. It’s the name that gets me. Prince Charming. How many idiots use that online?’
‘Could’ve been, but she decided not to continue to go on any future dates with prince charming. Even the names are different.’ The more he said it, the more it felt like Harmony had lied to him about other things too.  
‘Hmmm. There might be something she could help us with. They were on the same dating website.’
He hated how Yasmina kept pushing this. Had she not heard a word he’d said? His personal feelings for Harmony had come in the way of his work.
‘Yeah, I’ll set up to see her. Maybe it is the same guy.’
‘Good. The chief would like us to question the assistant who called this in.’
He nodded.
‘I’ve asked her to come in, in a few days.’
‘That’s great. I guess we can have a look around his house.’
‘Yes that’s an idea. I know forensics are still there.’
‘Yes, let’s go and have a feel of who this guy is and what he’s about. And I can’t wait to see what’s on his computer.’
‘That’s if he hasn’t erased everything. Guys like that are cautious.’
‘I know, but they’re also human. If we look close enough I’m sure we’ll find something.’ 

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Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Prince Charming (Behind the Screen) Book One

I guess you'll either love or hate this story, who knows. I struggled just a little with it, but I have my reasons for writing it. It will all come together in the end I suppose, although I can't be sure where it's heading. My stories tend to surprise me. I remember discussing the story idea with a friend, who gave me an idea that added to the story. So yes, I hope you enjoy!

The masks they wear the games they play. Who knows who is who, but when online dating goes wrong, things start to get messy.


Woman meets two men; in this case Harmony meets the gorgeous Marcus and the sexy Derek. What could possibly go wrong? They’re all professionals, they all look and seem sincere, but very quickly things start to unfold. It’s not what you think or is it? Anyone can be anyone behind the screen!









Excerpt

Masters of Deception
Harmony gazed into the fridge. The Marks and Spencers spaghetti bolognaise sounded like a treat. It had been a long day, and all she wanted to do was relax in front of the computer and talk to the two men that had caught her eye. She pulled out the meal and placed it in the microwave. A few minutes later, she was in front of the laptop.
Fifty messages! Harmony had joined the dating site a few weeks ago. Four dates had brought no love, but there were two men who had caught her attention. She scrolled the inbox. There they were, messages from the men she actually wanted to hear from. Harmony pressed on princecharming’s message first.
Hey, hope all is well. How was your day? I’m sure it was more eventful than mine x.
Marcus.
She slurped the spaghetti and smiled. She opened the next message.
Evening beautiful, hope you had a good day. Mine was challenging as you can imagine. There’s no sleep when you’re chasing down the bad guys, haha! Anyway tell me about your day, it would be a break away from my life. xx
Derek
Again she smiled. Both men were online.
Hey Marcus! I’m well thank you, even better hearing from you. What was it about your day that wasn’t great? I’m sure you’re more than satisfied with your work. I mean, it sounded like it the first time we spoke. My day was the usual. Answering phones, greeting clients and all the boring stuff a receptionist does. Tell me about your day, I’d love to hear about it! xx
Harmony
She pressed the send button.
Derek, nice to hear from you again. Have you been chasing down bad guys again,haha!  I find it extremely sexy. *Smiles*. My day was great, besides the usual lessons, I gave my form class a lecture on safety on the internet. I’m not sure they listened to a word I said. But hey, I’ve got to try.
Harmony
She sat back and waited. Finished the rest of the spaghetti and put the bowl to the side. A message arrived from Marcus.
Well my dear beautiful lady, your company wouldn’t cope without you, so you’re a very important part of it. They should thank you for your beautiful face everyday haha! My day was okay, as I’ve said in my previous emails, I’m an artist, but also a gallery owner. I’m struggling with a picture at the moment. There’s something missing, and it’s really bugging me, that’s all. Anyway, you might be the answer to that missing piece. Your face is an art in itself. Beautiful dark eyes, lovely brown skin and yes, amazing body! You could be the answer!
Marcus
The message pinged.
Oh Marcus, you flatter me! Kind of you to say those words. Maybe I will be the missing piece. Any plans this weekend?
She sent the email, and in came an email from Derek
Not much chasing bad guys, but catching them haha! Well I’m sure some of your students took your lecture to heart. It’s important that they are aware of the dangers of the internet. So…Are you free sometime this weekend? I’d really like to meet with you. x
Derek
A few more messages pinged up on her screen, but she only opened the one from Marcus.
My plan this weekend is to ask you out on a date. I’ve been dying to do it, but have held back a little. Would you like to go out this weekend? Xx
Marcus
      Harmony scanned the email and giggled. Both men wanted a date. She waited and thought about it. There was so much running through her mind. After a few moments she typed.
Are you free on Sunday? Xx
She sent the email to Derek and then typed another.
We could go out on Saturday? Seven okay?
She sent the email to Marcus. Harmony sat back and waited for both men to accept. Well she at least hoped they would. And as predicted both men replied.
Saturday’s great! Can I get your number? Where would you like to go? Xx
Marcus
She clicked on Derek’s message.
Sunday’s sounds like a plan! What time? Could I get your number so we could do this over text? Xx
Derek
Harmony waited a little, just to let them simmer. She’d give them her number, but not immediately. She clicked on a few messages that caught her interest. None of them were as thrilling as the two she’d been communicating with. She clicked on Derek’s profile. He was thirty four, six foot three, blonde with green eyes. There were five photos of him, but the one she liked the most was the one of him in a pair of shorts and a vest on a beach somewhere.
‘What lovely arms you have,’ she said to herself as her eyes wondered down the toned arms.
She took her time to re-read his profile. He’d been single for a year and wanted to get back into dating. He was easy going, played football and loved spending time with his friends and family. His favourite holiday was in Rhodes.  After she’d scanned his photos one more time, she ventured onto Marcus’s profile.
He was six foot four, black hair and blue eyes. He looked like a guy out of a magazine. He was an artist, owned his own gallery and loved to play golf on his days of leisure. He was also easy going, which seemed to be the case with most guys.  Why was it they were always easy going? Why couldn’t they be fun, full of life? Easy going was a bit boring and predictable, but his looks made up for it. Marcus had seven photos of himself. The man was stunning, she couldn’t blame him for wanting to show off the fact. She nodded, not smiling much. Too many thoughts spun around, but wouldn’t let them take her off track.
Satisfied by both, Harmony responded to each email. Agreed to both dates and times, and sent them her phone number. Immediately after that she signed off.

There were a few things she wanted to do before bed. The house was a mess and there were things to put in place. 

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Saturday, 10 January 2015

Lifted ( Beautiful Series) Book 2

This is the last part to the Beautiful Series. I decided to complete it. I'm working on a new series already and plan to bring back Victor and London back because a few readers have requested it, and I have more story to tell about them. 

I hope you enjoy the last part to the Beautiful series!



Faith has taken a huge blow to her life. Will she ever recover? She’d been so tied to her beauty that it was hard for her to separate herself from it. Miserable, she falls into a deep dark hole. Logan, who has become her rock, has given up. He can’t make her see what she refuses to see. But shocking news might be what she needs to change. 













Available on Amazon

Sunday, 14 December 2014

Fallen (Beautiful Series book 1)

The book that would not let me sleep! This story just wouldn't let me rest, I spent hours writing the first part. It was so exciting to write, I love, love, love it! I can't wait to get to the second part, and I don't even know where it's heading, haha! I guess when I'm inspired to write a story, I just have to get it out. 

Well here's my new series Beautiful. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! 



What happens when you have it all? When things come to you easily? Faith has it all, the looks, the amazing boyfriend, a successful business. She isn’t afraid to ask for what she wants, and squash a person under her foot if need be.


But then life sends a surprising blow that will change her life forever. It will force her to stop and take a look at her life. It will force her to ask what beauty is, what true love means and who her true friends are. Faith has to take a whole new look at life. 











Excerpt

‘I’ll make you a deal.’ He leaned against the bar so he could see her beautiful face. ‘I’ll pay you a thousand pounds to go back to my hotel room and let one of my mate’s film us.’
She turned around, stood up and slapped him across the face. ‘Asshole!’ She walked away from him.’
‘Ooooooh!’ There was a roar from his friends.
‘Two thousand!’ He shouted.
There was laughter from the table. He really wasn’t good at his game that night. He ordered around for them all and walked back to the table.
‘Losing your touch there, Logan.’ Teased Roy.
‘Nah, she’s just a stuck up bitch. Give it time, I’ll find the right one.’
Faith walked into the fancy bar and looked around. Mel hadn’t arrived yet. She checked her watch and swore under her breath. It wasn’t like Mel to be late. She headed for the bar and ordered a glass of red.
‘Now look at that!’ Logan bit back his lip. ‘That is more than a ten.’ He could feel himself go hard.
‘So go and get her.’ A friend dared him.  
He ran a hand through his hair and then walked up to the gorgeous woman at the bar.
‘Hi,’ he leaned against the bar.
‘Not interested, buzz off!’ She didn’t even turn to look at him.
‘You didn’t even give me a chance.’
‘Again. Not interested!’
The barman brought her drink.
‘I’ll get that,’ said Logan.
‘Oh no you won’t!’ She placed a ten pound note on the bar before he could pay.
‘Wow, you’re one sassy bitch!’
‘You’ve got that right, now buzz off!’
She still hadn’t looked at him, and it annoyed him that she wouldn’t give him the time of day.
‘I’ll pay you five thousand pounds to sleep with me tonight.’
She stood up and kicked him between the legs. He buckled and bowed forward.
‘Knob head!’ She walked away towards the door just as Mel stepped in. ‘We’re leaving this place. It’s full of pricks!’ She dragged her out of the door.
The barman smiled slightly. The man deserved it. His friends were in a fit of laughter as he tried to gain composure. This had never happened to him twice in a row. Most women would oblige.

Available on Amazon from Monday the 15th December 2014

Monday, 8 December 2014

Revenge (Beyond Darkness) Book 3

I must say I loved writing this story. I'm sorry to see it finished, but fear not. The next story...well it's got me typing like a maniac. I just can't get enough of these tall dark haired gorgeous men haha! 

Anyway, it's been fun telling London and Victor's story. I've thoroughly enjoyed it. And I hope you do too!


Detective Gates won’t let up, but that doesn’t sway London. She’s more in love with her bad guy than she’s ever been. And Victor proves his love for her over and over. But things aren’t as simple. Victor and London want to live their lives in peace, but there are still a few people who won’t let them just yet.


Once more Victor has to be the monster who will get rid of the bad guys. And once more he proves just how great of a man he really is even if the detective won’t admit to it. To judge without the full story wasn’t a good move on the detective’s part, but he’ll soon find out just how important Victor really is, not just to London, but to him as well. 


Available at Amazon



Excerpt

She walked into the penthouse half an hour later. Victor waited to meet her in a black suit, looking delicious as usual.
‘It’s so good to see you!’
He took her into his arms and held onto her tight. ‘I’m so glad to see you honey.’ He kept her in his arms for a while.
She pulled back, lifted to her toes and kissed him.
‘If I hadn’t planned this evening, I’d have you straight upstairs naked.’
She giggled. ‘We have plenty of time for that.’
‘Are you staying?’
‘I want to. Only if you want me to.’
‘Is that even a question? Of course I want you to stay.’
She leaned into him again. ‘You look and smell amazing!’
‘You look stunning too!’
There was a loud sound above the building.
‘What the hell is that?’
‘That, my dear, is our ride.’
‘Our ride?’ she asked confused.
‘Yes.’ He took her by the hand and led her to the roof where a helicopter was waiting.
‘Oh my word!’
‘Do you like it?’
‘I love it!’ She admired the black helicopter.
He helped her into the black power machine, and soon it took off into the night, flying over the city lights.
‘It’s beautiful!’
‘It is isn’t it?’ He brought her hand to his lips. ‘I love you.’
‘I love you too.’ She leaned into him and admired the surrounding beauty.
‘Where are we going?’
‘That’s a surprise.’
‘Okay.’ She was giddy like a little girl. ‘I love surprises.’
‘Good. I hope you like this one.’
‘I will.’ She looked up and their lips touched. ‘I just want to say thank you for being with me. Thank you for standing with me, and not giving up, even when I had.’
‘You didn’t give up. You were tired, depressed. It isn’t something to take lightly. I know you wanted Paige back. I’m just thankful she got to you in time.’
‘Yes, me too.’ She leaned back into him.
‘About the detective, I don’t want you to worry about him.’
‘I won’t. I don’t understand why he’s so adamant to get you.’
‘Isn’t it obvious?’ He looked out into the night.
‘Is it?’
‘He’s doing this for you.’
‘Me?’ She lifted and looked at him.
‘Yes. You. He wants to win your heart.’
She laughed. ‘Really?’
‘You don’t see it?’
‘I’ve been so occupied with Paige, and loving you, how would I?’
‘You have a point.’
‘There’s nothing to worry about. My heart belongs to you.’
‘Will it still belong to me, if you found out about the real me?’
‘I already know the real you.’
‘You know what I mean.’
‘Sweetie, I love you, and that’s it. Let’s focus on that.’
‘Okay.’ He kissed her forehead. He hoped that it would stay that way even if the detective did reveal more about him.
An hour later the helicopter landed on top of a massive yacht.
‘Oh my!’
He led her out onto the beautiful boat.
‘This is amazing!’
He led her into the yacht. The moment she stepped in, she forgot she was on a yacht.
‘This feels like a house.’
‘It’s home away from home.’
‘It’s beautiful!’
He gave her a grand tour of the yacht, and introduced her to the captain, and the other staff members onboard.
‘It’s beautiful on deck for a candle lit dinner, but it’s a bit too cold. But we can do it once the weather turns.’
‘I’d love to. I don’t mind where or what we do, as long as it’s with you!’
‘That’s what I like to hear.’ He took her into his arms again.
‘This feels amazing. Knowing that my daughter is home, and I have you. I couldn’t ask for more.’
He lifted her head and kissed her. They kissed passionately and enjoyed each other’s presence.  There was no rush to be anywhere, and they could just live their lives for that evening.
‘Come, let’s eat.’ He directed her to the area that had been designated for their dinner.
It had been decorated in red and white, lit up by candle light. Light music played in the background. The yacht moved lightly, and it felt soothing.
‘This is perfect, thank you.’
‘Thank you.’ He smiled. ‘You’ve made me see life in such a different way.’
‘I don’t think I’ve done anything.’
‘Don’t be so modest. Of course you have. For starters, you’ve loved me for me.’
‘I do.’ She beamed.
He reached across the table and took her hand and brought it to his lips. The sensation ran through her body and excited her. Each touch from him excited her more and more. A waiter brought a bottle of wine and a starter of crumbed mushrooms on a skewer.
‘You have the best life. You want for nothing,’ she said.
‘I don’t know about that.’ There was a change in his face.
‘Why’s that? Look around you. You’ve been blessed with abundance.’
‘Before you, I would’ve agreed. But now that you’re in my life, I’m not so sure.’
‘I’m not sure I understand.’
‘My life was written out for me. I had little say in it. Some people may beg to differ, but they didn’t know my father and what he was like. This was my life whether I wanted it or not. Then I met you. Fate or whatever you call it brought us together. I found purpose. I felt there was more to life than chasing people down. I felt love for the first time.’
She watched him as he spoke.
‘And now, I look at all this, and don’t even care for it. If it was taken away from me tomorrow, it would be okay, as long as you’re with me.’
‘Aww, honey that’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me.’
‘It’s true. And I’m worried that if the detective does eventually find enough dirt on me. He’ll tell you, and I’ll lose you.’
‘You’ll never lose me.’
‘You can’t be so sure. I’ve done things.’
‘We’ve all done things.’
‘Not like I have. It’s too dark to even talk about.’
‘Then don’t talk about it. I’ve said this before. The you I know, is the only you I need to know.’
He nodded and smiled, but he wasn’t sure. He was certain the detective wanted to destroy him in every way possible.
‘I mean it. It won’t change how I feel about you.’
‘Okay.’ He smiled.
A main course of grilled tiger prawns, swordfish and crayfish served in a creamy bisque was served. There was also a side of salad, which London loved.
‘This is all delicious.’
‘I love watching you eat. You seem so happy.’
‘I do love my food, and now that I have nothing to worry about, it’s more so.’
The meal ended with a sticky chocolate sponge with ice-cream. Later he took her to a different part of the boat, a relaxing area with a couch and soft music. The luxury of the boat was out of this world, and London had no intention of moving. It was too comfortable to move, plus she was stuffed.
‘I could sit here all night.’
‘We can do that if you like.’
‘I’d have to go back for Paige. I don’t think mum intends to spend the night.’
‘Maybe next time then?’
‘Absolutely.’
They spent the evening just talking. It was deep and intimate, deeper than their physical intimacy.
‘I’d love to take you to bed right now, but I realise it won’t be possible tonight.’
‘I’m sorry honey. I want it too, but I really must get back.’
‘Of course you must. You have a very important little person waiting for you.’
‘I want you to meet her.’
His eyes widened. ‘I don’t know if that’s a good idea.’
‘Why not? You’re not planning to leave me, are you?’
‘No, of course not. I just don’t want to disrupt her life, and if the detective gets what he wants, it might be best I stay away from her.’
‘Victor.’ She looked him in the eye.
‘Yes.’
‘I want you to meet her. I believe we have a future together. Unless you don’t’
He was silent a moment, but noticed the look in her eyes.
‘Okay. Let’s set a date.’
She took him into her arms. ‘She’ll love you!’
‘I hope so.’
The ride back in the helicopter was just as thrilling as the first time. It took her breath away just watching the city lights. She didn’t want it to end, but she knew that it was just the beginning of their relationship, and there would be more surprises to come.
After they’d landed on his building, he took her through the penthouse and downstairs to the car.
‘Thank you for such a lovely evening.’ She hugged him.
‘Are you sure you don’t want me to ride with you?’
‘I’m fine. Get some rest. Call me in the morning.’
‘I will.’ He kissed her, and then helped her into the car.
The car pulled away and he walked back into the building, feeling more in love than he’d felt before.