Novels by Truve

James got to his car and opened the door for his fiancee to alight. That was what they had planned that morning when Annabelle had uninvitedly visit her house to apologize and explain the reasons behind her actions.Joyce had found out that her story of being sexually molested by her uncle was true and Vivian had used that as her first weapon, promising to help her fly out of the country if she would obey her."I really hesitated at first because I knew it was wrong and because you were so nice to me, but my desperation to escape from my uncle got the best of me and I had no choice but to do it, especially after Vivian told me that she was initially with Mister James before you ruined it,"Annabelle had explained earlier that morning.Joyce did not seem shocked after hearing her explanation that morning. She was only disappointed in her. But she understood her. She had her reasons, just that her way of making things right

James brought Joyce and her mother home after leaving the police station. The DPO had sent some of his men to Vivian's address that he had given to have her arrested.But, throughout their ride in the car, Joyce did not say a word, nor did she even glance at him once from where she was sitting beside him. He was the one stealing glances and yearning for her to meet his eyes and that was quite torturing for him. She had changed and he hoped that the reason should just be that she was stressed out and not because she had gotten tired of him.He didn't want that. He never did.He parked in their front porch and alighted to help Joyce out of the car. Her mother joined them, holding Joyce's other hand and started walking her in. She was too weak to be able to walk on her own."Sorry, my dear," Felicia said as she opened the front door for them to go inside."Oh, dear! You got me s

In no time,they were in DPO's office and James had questioned him as to the reason he had Joyce arrested when he had clearly stated that he had no intention of pursuing the case.The officer smiled a little at James' reaction. "Sir, you know it is actually impossible for us to take such step without prior permission," he explained."Then, who gave you the permission?" James was curious. He knew the only people who could give suslch permission was his family,but who exactly was it?"Your mother came here and inform me that you changed your mind about the case and that you wanted the culprit to face the wrath of the law," the police man expounded.James placed his elbows on the desk before him and buried his face in his palms. How could his mother do that? What had even gotten into her? For as much as she knew,she really loved Joyce as her own child. But why would that change all of a sudden? He trie

James was almost at his mother's house when his phone started ringing. He looked at the screen and saw that it was Joyce's mother calling him. What could be wrong? She had never called him ever since the incident happened. Not for once. He feared something might have happened to Joyce, so he quickly answered the call and greeted.The woman did not answer his greeting but went directly to her reason for calling her. One should not heat around the bush in cases like hers or it would be dangerous. "I beg of you, my dear, let Joyce be released from the police's custody. She knew absolutely nothing about the money," she was in tears and that was noticeable through her voice.James felt shivers ran down his spine. What was she talking about? Joyce? In police's custody? How? When?He swerved to the side of the road, halting the car with the ignition on. "What!" That was the only word that had the courage to leave his mouth despite all the

James glared at her as they got into the compound. He was furious. He had actually not expected that of Vivian. He was aware that she did not seem to like Joyce with reasons that are vague to him, but she should not have blurted it out like that. It was an embarrassment to him and would definitely tarnish Joyce's reputation with his workers. He did not want that.Vivian could only give an evil smile as she folded her arms and watched his actions. Exactly what she wanted, to make him mad.She loved seeing him in such a state. She knew he was trying to tell her something with the way he opened his mouth and closed them back. He seemed too angry to say anything, so she decided to help him out. "Are you perhaps wondering how I got to know about it?"James narrowed his eyes at her. That was not exactly what she was pondering on, but it would not be so bad to know where she got the news from. "Yeah?" No one knew about the issue

James was in his office for the first time in weeks. He needed to go if he did not want his company to liquidate. He had to monitor the business going on in the company or he was going to lose a whole lot.Things had not been very easy for him. He had not been doing well and the sadness within him was boldly written on his face. Anyone could see that he had not been his usual self. Most of his employees had been asking him what was wrong with him and all he could tell them was that he fell sick. That was not a lie actually, and it was definitely not the truth as well. But he could not just be explaining everything that happened to them. That was his personal life and problem.He managed to finish some paperworks at work and gave the rest up till the following day. He had piles of files to go through. How he wished Joyce was still with him! Those contracts would take her not more than a day to review,which would make it easier for him to

On Sunday morning, all dressed up, Faith entered into the house of her master and Ed for him. When she received no answer, she walked up the stairs to his bedroom and knocked before calling his name."Faith, is that you? Come in," Desmond said from his room in a husky voice.

Desmond sat comfortably on a couch in his large living room with a newspaper which he was reading with his glasses.The chiming of the door bell made him rise to his feet and went to the door. He looked through the peephole to see the person at his door. It was his new driver. He opened the door wide for her to come in with her huge travel bag and started wondering if she planned on traveling outside the world.

Faith's mother dropped herself on the chair in her sitting room at hearing the job her daughter had been hired for. "How could you settle for a driver? The salary would even be smaller than the petty one you were receiving as a teacher. You're a graduate for crying out loud," her mother vented."Mum, fifty thousand naira is going to be my salary. Can you imagine? You should be happy for me. My salary as a teacher was only twenty thousand,

Desmond smiled as he listened to Ava explain what had happened to him. He had not believed it at first, thinking that the simple method could not have worked that easily. He became convinced as a result of the smile on the lady's face. It was not faked, but a genuine one, meaning that the method had actually worked. All he could see on her face was happiness, pure happiness. And that was what he wanted for all his 'patients' as a 'doctor.'

Ava sat surprisingly with Gabriel before her parents. She had been really amazed and glad when her mother had called her to tell her to invite Gabriel over to their house. She had told her that she'd approved of her relationship with the man. Ava could not have been more elated.Now, they were just listening to her mother as she repeated what she had told her daughter in the presence of them all which made Ava smile broadly with joy soaring wit

Desmond was quite shocked,so he quickly looked away so as not to appear weird. He was quite cynical about who the thought belonged to. Was it his? The grumpy lady before him had not uttered a word to him for a few minutes now. She had not opened those lips that looked cravingly soft.But those thoughts seemed to be hers? He had heard her thoughts again. It was so confusing. He could not get it off his mind, since it had neve

"How could you be so dumb to let yourself get injured? It doesn't seem to me like you love yourself at all. See how the innocent fingers are bleeding all because of your carelessness,"Joyce nagged as she treated her boss's wound, but refused to spare him a glance. She should just help with the injury, reveal the truth to his parents and leave his life for good.She had some savings from the salary she had earned. Maybe she would just set up her own hair salon. She had learnt the work even before she got admission into the university and she was quite good at it. In fact, very good.But, she had to admit that it would be so hard to forget her boss. She had thought it would be easy not until she saw him now. All the feelings she thought she had buried in her heart resurrected at his sight and even became stronger. She was still head over heels in love with her boss. And that's why she couldn't look him in the eyes now,afraid of what she woul

Joyce got home and started pondering about everything. She should just try to forget everything about her boss and move on. After all, she had submitted her resignation letter. She didn't need to go to work anymore but what would she do now? There is only one option and that is to go out and look for job. Philip, who could have been her other option, was now out of the game,all thanks to her amazing boss.Something popped up in her mind and she was immediately filled with remorse. James's parents. She lied to them. She deceived them, made them believe she was together with their son. She touched the necklace that was given to her by his mother. She had to return that and reveal the truth. She could not bear keeping it from them, especially Mrs. Andrew. She was too nice, although somehow cunning.She made a mental note to visit the Andrews the following day.She exited her room and went to the living room and saw h

"Can you at least hear me out?" James pleaded in a calmer tone. He used a hand to rub his neck and paced a few times before taking Joyce's hand and took her to his living room.She couldn't say anything. All she found herself doing was looking at him go about before settling on the large table at the center of the room before her."Joyce, I really don't know how to explain this to you for you to be really convinced,"he started and met her eyes, but she didn't utter a word so he continued," Vivian and I are just friends. Nothing more. I don't know what she has planted into your head but they are all lies,"he said, and when she opened her mouth, probably to protest, he made her swallow her unspoken words by holding her hands.He must confess,he loved the feeling. "Joyce, I love you," he revealed and watched as her gaze shifted from their hands to his face and he nodded in confirmation that he meant what he said. "I really do

James lifted her chin with his right index finger and made her to look at him while he stared at the luscious twins beneath her nose that were trembling, possibly out of fear.He smiled. "I'll recognize those lips anywhere,"he mentioned and her jaw dropped." But, I'll have to confirm, "his voice came out as a whisper now.Joyce's mouth opened and close more than usual. It seemed she suddenly forget how to talk. She couldn't make words out of her mouth. What was he trying to do? What did he mean by confirming? She was curious.James leaned his head downward slowly with his finger still under her chin. He raised his eyelids to see that she almost had her eyes closed and also leaning toward him, although with hesitation, as if she was unsure about it.Gently, but seductively, his lips touched hers but moved away too quickly. He started acting sluggishly when she suddenly seemed impatient to be connected with

Joyce opened the metal door widely and rushed in. She looked at her boss on his king sized bed and thought he was unconscious. With fear, she climbed the bed and started calling his name. She was beginning to sweat in her palms but as she lifted one of his hands in hers, he made a turn around and rested his bonce on her thighs.She hissed aloud. "Gosh, I thought he's dead. I've forgotten he sleeps like one," she complained to her relief and then pushed him gently to awake him. "James?"No response."Hey, James," she shouted but he could only snuggled closer and circled a hand around her waist. Her mouth formed an 'o' as she exclaimed, "You've got some guts, haven't you?" She uttered as her eyes drifted to where her phone was on the far edge of the bed. She would have to stretch all her body to reach it.James turned with his chest facing up. He was still fast asleep or so she thought.

When he closed at the office, he went home to have a nap. He was very tired but all he planned was a few minutes nap before he would eat and return Joyce's phone. He got to his large living room which has a few painting of his pictures on the walls. The colors of the curtains and chairs are the same which was chocolate brown against the cream colored walls. He dropped his briefcase carelessly on the sofa, took off his suit, tie and shoes and let them assemble on the tiled floor as he walked to his room, almost with closed eyes. He fell softly on his bouncy bed and his planned nap turned into hours of sleep with Joyce's phone in his hand as he sprawled on the bed. Joyce got to his living room burning with anger from what Vivian had told her. She didn't know where she got her address from but she had been there to confirm all her fears and doubts. She wasn't surprised at all. She c

Desmond Anderson sat on his office chair as he looked over some files when a knock came over his door. "Yes, come in please," he answered politely and the door opened to reveal a young woman in her late twenties.She went to sit before him with a gentle smile.

On Sunday morning, all dressed up, Faith entered into the house of her master and Ed for him. When she received no answer, she walked up the stairs to his bedroom and knocked before calling his name."Faith, is that you? Come in," Desmond said from his room in a husky voice.

Desmond sat comfortably on a couch in his large living room with a newspaper which he was reading with his glasses.The chiming of the door bell made him rise to his feet and went to the door. He looked through the peephole to see the person at his door. It was his new driver. He opened the door wide for her to come in with her huge travel bag and started wondering if she planned on traveling outside the world.&

Faith's mother dropped herself on the chair in her sitting room at hearing the job her daughter had been hired for. "How could you settle for a driver? The salary would even be smaller than the petty one you were receiving as a teacher. You're a graduate for crying out loud," her mother vented."Mum, fifty thousand naira is going to be my salary. Can you imagine? You should be happy for me. My salary as a teacher was only tw

Desmond smiled as he listened to Ava explain what had happened to him. He had not believed it at first, thinking that the simple method could not have worked that easily. He became convinced as a result of the smile on the lady's face. It was not faked, but a genuine one, meaning that the method had actually worked. All he could see on her face was happiness, pure happiness. And that was what he wanted for all his 'patients' as a 'doctor.'

Ava sat surprisingly with Gabriel before her parents. She had been really amazed and glad when her mother had called her to tell her to invite Gabriel over to their house. She had told her that she'd approved of her relationship with the man. Ava could not have been more elated.Now, they were just listening to her mother as she repeated what she had told her daughter in the presence of them all which made Ava smile broadly with j