Can’t Resist Her

Can't Resist Her

Bella Stone

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Nadine dated him for ten years, when he had nothing, and married him even after her mother disowned her. She stayed with him her whole life only for him to sell her baby without her consent and marry a rich woman. Six years later: She changed to a rich woman and vowed to take vengeance for her dead baby and the misfortune he caused her for those four years.

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A black Bugatti La Voiture Noire pulled over in the street, in it came out a beautiful young lady whose skin was as smooth as porcelain. She wore a short sparkly black gown while her silver heels were clutched to her chest with her two arms. She looked like a Victoria Secret model with her long legs and small body. As soon as she got out, trying to run, a man walked out of the car swiftly, after her. He pinned her two arms together which made her ankle heels fall to the ground while she gasped in an attempt to free herself and run again.

"Where do you think you are going?!" The burly man asked with his thick as a military man's voice. Aria kept shaking her body so she would free herself but it proved negative for the man behind her was three times bigger than herself. "Will you stop running?!! Just calm the fuck down and the boss might empathize with you and free you!" He yelled. Aria sighed, she realised that the man was saying the truth, she had been caught already and there was no way she could except. In surrender, she allowed the burly man to take her back to the car only for her shoes to be thrown directly to the back of the burly's man head as he had turned around. Aria turned around immediately, it was a short fair skinned girl with caramel skin that threw her shoes at the burly man just now. He fell to the ground nursing his bleeding head. Aria used the opportunity to run while holding the girl's hand, her name was Nadine; troublesome and carefree. Nadine hated to see people especially girls in trouble and when it comes to a guy giving the horrible treatment, she gets angrier. Aria and Nadine ran together until they were far away from the car. While breathing heavily to catch their breathe with their hand on their stomach, Aria looked at Nadine with a smile and said, "Thank you, thank you very much for saving my ass. I thought I was going to be arrested or taken to the police. Infact, the man I hooked up with? I heard he is so dangerous and brutal. He doesn't care about anyone but himself." While talking she took her bag from below her dress, Nadine wondered how she fit her bag into her dress but she said nothing. Infact, she was too engrossed with what she had said. "Hook up? Wait! Hook up?!" She thought while looking at Aria. Meanwhile Aria brought out something from her purse, it was a necklace and a bracelet. She took the necklace while she stretched the bracelet to Nadine. "Take it," she said looking at her. Nadine stretched her hand and took it. She looked at the bracelet well, it shined so well one would think it was real gold. "Yes, it's a real gold," said Aria. Nadine snapped her head to her. "I stole it...from the man that hooked up with me all night." She gave a sinister smile and raised her brows proudly. Nadine was shocked. She couldn't believe she just saved a thief. Before she could say a word, Aria had placed the necklace in her bag and walked away, swiftly. Nadine wanted to stop her but it was too late. Damn! She looked at the bracelet in her hand, it looked like that of a man and very expensive. She sighed before thinking of going back to the spot and returning the bracelet at least but by the time she reached, the car had gone. The blood of the man she had hit was still on the floor, it pained her heart and she regretted doing what she had done. Nadine decided to go home, she looked at the bracelet and kept it in her bag. As she dipped it in her bag, her hand felt something else, it was a paper- the one she had just received from the hospital. A smile popped up on her face while she held her belly, she knew her husband would be so happy about it. Few minutes later, the cab stopped in front of her house, she paid the man and headed inside with a smile plastered on her face. Once she reached the living room, she met a red bag and red heel shoes on the floor. Her eyes widened, she didn't know what to think. She looked at the room door and reached for it, before she opened the door, she sighed and closed her eyes while saying a prayer. Once she opened the door, the scene she saw made her widen her eyes while a pain sprang up in her head. She could only stare at the scene, her throat became dry while her palm became moist. She opened her mouth to say a word but nothing came out of them. She turned around and walked out, called another cab which took her to another house. Once she reached, she walked inside and met Claire Moore. She was a woman in her fifties with a very beautiful statute and stance. "Mother, Just now... after I left your place, I met Nathan with another woman. She placed her head and hand on his chest and the duo slept like they have no problem." Tears dripped from the corner of her eyes. Claire widened her eyes, she held her hand quickly with no words to say. "Nadine, you have to listen to me. I know you feel so much pain right now but you can't cry too much, think of the baby's and your health. Oh my goodness! I certainly trained him well. I can't believe he would do this to you!" Claire gently brought her head to her chest, Nadine touched her belly while tears formed in her eyes. She has loved Nathan for years, they had dated since high school and they had so many plans. Nadine had never thought she would catch him cheating. Claire disengaged and cupped her face in her hand, Nadine looked so petite and pathetic when crying. "I don't want you nor my grandkid health to be in mayhem so, recently I have been given a house in Australia, why don't you go there and rest. After sometime, you can come back," Claire said. Nadine looked into space, it was the last thing she wanted, to be away from Nathan. However, as things had been like that, she didn't want to see him either. She didn't want to face him yet because she was scared of what he would say. What if he doesn't apologise and says he is in love with the new woman? Since they had been together, she didn't have a child. Maybe that was the reason he went with another woman. Nadine didn't want to think too much so she agreed with Claire and slept off almost immediately. The next morning, Claire helped her to the airport. It was so strange because she didn't think she would be leaving New York City to stay in another country. * * * Nathan arrived in his mother's house that particular day looking very disturbed. "Mother, I can't find Nadine, she hadn't been home since she complained of headache. I can't even explained what happened to me, mom. I slept off for two days straight. I don't understand!" He held his head and bent. "Maybe she left because of this," Claire said and stretched a brown envelop to Nathan which he collected. "What is this?" He asked while he opened the envelop. What he saw shocked him, he looked at his mother and back to the picture and the document below it. "What is this?!" he slammed the picture and paper on the table in a loud bang while he stood up in anger. "Yes. Didn't I tell you before? You think because you're poor and she stood by you, she loves you?! Ha, now you see that she is the real cheat," Claire said.

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