I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

3rd POV.

It was a week later and the last event Lydia had attended, she was shocked at the amount of disrespect that had been thrown her way. Old, hideous men had approached her trying to make her their mistress after the news had come out.

The Ex Wife of Nathaniel King is seen with different wealthy business men over the last few weeks. Are the rumors that she now sleeps with successful men in order to sponsor her lifestyle true?

Lydia’s father was not pleased with the headline but Lydia assured him it meant nothing to her. She knew the paparazzi had taken pictures of her when she was meeting with investors so therefore she was being diligent, their words meant nothing to her.

Well until, the disgusting words and stares that came from men. The worst was her encounter with a familiar man who was known publicly for his cheating ways.

“Lydia Lydia.” He stared at her with lust admiring her physical features, from her beautiful face to her amazing body. She turned around and kissed her teeth lowly.

“Mr Jake…” She trailed off as she had forgotten his last name. He smiled trying to charm her but she stared at him, lost and just wanted the conversation to be done and over with.

“Belligram, owner of Lenox mall. How have you been? It’s been ages since I had last seen you and I must say you’re indeed gorgeous more than our last encounter. An epitome of beauty if I may add.” She ran her hands across the back of her neck then touched her diamond necklace, getting uncomfortable with the stares from the grown man in front of her.

There was a short moment of awkward silence between the two, at least awkward for her not for him. He took his time to eye fuck her probably picturing her naked.

“Is there something I can help you with Mr Belligram because your presence discomforts me.” He chuckled deeply, summoning the waiter who was serving champagne. He grabbed two glasses, and handed Lydia one.

“What would you say if I said we make a toast to you?” She smacked her lips beating herself up because she was prolonging this conversation.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Why?”

“Thought you’d never ask. I will make this toast to you…to us. To the beginning of a new start between us, a give and take relationship.” He smiled slowly, stepping closer to her until he was just an inch apart from her.

“A relationship where I’d adore you and spoil you and all you have to do in return is to let me have a taste of this sexy body of yours. I promise I am a pleaser and you would just be my little beautiful slut.” His hot breath fanned her ears and she chuckled humorlessly. She laughed so hard her eyes watered, she turned around and placed the wine glass on the table.

He smirked with the assumption that she was ready to leave with him in order to begin his little fantasy, but his thought was cut short by the intensity of the slap that landed on his face. It was so hard, he moved backwards and held his left cheek.

“You will respect me.” She spat angrily turning her heels, it was then she realized the attention of the people were now on her. But she didn’t glance their way, she carried her black clutch bag fixing on her dark shades storming out of hall which contained business men and women.

The news traveled so fast, the disrespect from men reduced and some people even called her a bad bitch. But this news didn’t do too well for the King Industries and Mrs King was aggravated.

Tonight though was the Charity ball she had planned. It was going to be huge as people were traveling from far and near to attend. It was an all white party and the Kings had prepared their outfits. They were all ready.

Mrs King had a silent wish and it was simply for Lydia to be there. She had a plan to accomplish what she had spoken to the shareholders.

To have Lydia confess she lied to the media even though that news was old and forgotten by the masses and the media, even the shareholders. Mrs King just wanted to get back at Lydia for all the problems she had been causing and Nathaniel wasn’t in agreement with his mother.

But who could stop her?

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In the extravagant hall stood various industrious men and women who discussed amongst each other, laughing, drinking and making business deals all dressed in beautiful white outfits. The women dressed to kill and it was all strictly by invite.

Everyone gushed at Rachel’s outfit as soon as she stepped into the hall with her boyfriend, her husband to be, who was simply just a darling to her. Was he really? She held a smile greeting everyone politely with Jason possessively holding onto her letting every man know she was his.

“You don’t have to hold onto me so tight. They all know I am with you and your hands are going to leave bruises on my skin, you know it’s delicate.” She complained whispering in his ear as soon as they finally got away from the people.

“You look beautiful and everyone can see that. I’m always going to leave a mark on you to remind you anytime you stare at the bruises who you belong to.” Rachel blinked repeatedly to prevent tears from rolling down her cheeks, so as to not ruin her makeup. He pecked her lips staring into eyes lovingly but sickly.

“Let’s go speak to the Dieze family.” He said to her and she rubbed her lips together following him as they walked hand in hand.

About ten minutes later, the two main characters of the party arrived walking together. Nathan held onto his mother’s hand as she walked gracefully into the hall with people staring at her white flowy gown in awe. But they didn’t dwell long on her as Nathan was a sight to behold.

The white tuxedo sat regally on Nathan’s broad shoulders, its crisp lines emphasizing his strong physique. The pristine white fabric glowed against his dark hair and striking blue eyes, creating a striking contrast. As he stood tall, the tuxedo clung to his form like a second skin, accentuating his every move. Women shot him seductive looks until they finally arrived at their table.