The billionaire's secret heartthrob - Season 1 - Episode 13

5 years ago

The billionaire's secret heartthrob - Season 1 - Episode 13

Dean was speechless; he loved the scent of her, clean and refreshing.

The struggle was over, the tug of war had ended, reason overcame desire.

‘I am sorry….’ Dean pushed her aside swiftly before rushing out of the bedroom.

The night had faded like a bad dream, morning presented itself with a mixture of colours and sounds. First was the white light that came with the elopement of dawn, and the return of the sun which poured her golden rays on the earth.

The water that ran through the fountain was clear and emerald, little fishes danced in her glory, the lilies swayed side to side as the wind began a sojourn from the beach palms to the flowers that all graced the Legacy mansion.

He had not had a good night’s sleep, he was restless while in the guest room, but a sense of calm overwhelmed him and a wave of pride too…pride that he was able to overcome the devil’s temptation.

Dean had woken up earlier than others, he made himself coffee and sat on the veranda, staring at the beauty of the fountain and the flowers, while his mind dwelt on Bellena’s strange visit.

Her visit was a confirmation that his grandmother was set to ruin his chances with Toke, what if she had found her way to Toke and maybe threatened her?

‘It’s all making sense now, I need to talk to her.’ His lips moved as he sipped the dark brown liquid.

He needed it to be alert at work, there was so much to be done.

Now that he had discovered his grandmother’s plans, he decided to change his mind. He had wanted to sack Toke and make her plead for her job, he had wanted her to beg for his love, but he was not going to do that anymore.

He was sure that his grandmother or Bellena herself may have said something to her; the only way to win her love was to assure her that she was the only woman that mattered to him.

The familiar scent from the night before waded through his nostrils, she was here again.

‘Dean….look, I am really sorry about last night.’ Tears ran down her cheeks as she stared into his face.

She had never been rejected by a man, Dean had proved himself to be different. She had felt so worthless and thoroughly ashamed the minute he’d fled his chambers. She cursed herself for acting Potiphar’s wife, she loved Dean no doubt, but it seemed she had gone too far.

He was never going to respect her or see her the same way. She had ruined her image in the sight of him.

Anger rose up in him as he imagined what would’ve taken place if he had not overcome the temptation. He would’ve regretted ever knowing Bellena, he would’ve hated himself for cheating on his darling Toke.

He dropped the mug containing the coffee gently on the stool next to him. Rage made his hands to shake and he did not want to break the mug, it was his grandmother’s favourite.
‘Please say something, your silence is punishment.’ Bellena cried.

‘What do you want me to say Bellena?’ Dean jumped to his feet.

She was once a woman he adored and honoured, but he saw her as roadside trash now.

‘I am sorry, everything I did, I did for love.’ She replied with shaky lips.

‘Love? I once loved you Bellena. I begged you, cried for you but you turned your back on me…now that I have found a woman who truly loves me, you want to ruin that. That is not love Bellena, it is cruelty.’ He answered.
‘I am sorry, but I cannot help it, please forgive me’ she begged.

‘Does my grandmother know about you?’ Dean asked.

‘What she knows does not matter,..’ Bellena replied not wanting to create a rift between grandmother and grandson.

‘What were you thinking? Did you have plans of getting pregnant and forcing it on me?’ Dean laughed, he could not believe Bellena would be that naive.

It was evident that his grandmother had a hand in this plot of shame, he knew what the woman was capable of.

‘I am sorry Dean, just know that I did it for love…’ she blushed as she remembered how she had thrown herself at his feet.
‘You said something about Toke being a criminal…did you mean that or you just said it to discredit her before me?’ Dean had to be sure of what he was dealing with.

Toke was secretive about her family, he did not know much about her and she had never mentioned them for once.

‘I meant it when I said she was a fraud. She is not who you think she is, that’s why…’
‘You wanted me to be with you instead of her’ Dean cut in.

She could not say more, her eyes fell to the floor.

‘Well, I love her the way she is. I do not need your advice Bellena, not now, not ever’ he turned his back on her.

He had asked Shola to do a background check on Toke, he was prepared to face whatever secret would be unleashed. He was a believer in true love, and true love had not weather or season, he was ready to love her ugly, he was ready to love her beautiful.

‘She does not deserve to be with you Dean. I have known you since you were a child, I have been with you for a long time. We come from two great families and our union would make us even greater. Can’t you see the beauty in that?’

He swirled round and faced her, ‘I don’t see us being together Bellena, you had your chance, I am over you.’ He replied curtly.
His words stung her to her marrow, no man had ever turned her down, she could see his heart was no longer with her and pressing the issue was just a futile attempt.

‘You must leave now’ Dean fetched his mug and took a sip from it.

‘Is that what you really want?’ she asked tearfully.

‘If you really love me, then you’d want to see me happy Bellena. Toke is my happiness, you shouldn’t hate her.’ He answered.
‘Never, I love you too much to let you go.’ She pressed her hands on her chest which danced to the rhythm of heart break.

‘I guess that’s the end of our friendship, you are no more welcome in the Legacy mansion. Have a nice day Bells.’ He slammed the mug on the stool and walked out on her.

‘Dean…please’ Bellena cried, she was about to follow him into the house when he shut the door to her face.

His rejection was clear, he did not want her as much as she wanted him.

‘Dean’ she muttered his name as tears ran down her cheeks. It was the end of the road for her.

He was enraged that Bellena would have the guts to speak ill of his Toke after what she had attempted the night before.

‘You are not happy with my choice.’
Dean recognized the voice immediately, he found her sitting on a couch in the living room.
‘I can’t believe you would want me to die an unhappy man.’ Dean walked briskly towards her.

‘Bellena is a good girl and she will make you happy, she is better than this tramp.’ Grandmother May slammed a file angrily on the centre table.

‘If you think I will read up those lies you forged about Toke, then you are joking.’ Dean was ready to disappoint you.

‘I can’t believe you would turn your back on me. I raised you all these years. I cried when you were ill. I nursed you to health when you were sick and just this one thing I ask of you, you refuse to grant…’ the old woman complained bitterly.

Dean inhaled deeply, he knew how manipulative his grandmother was, in the past, this trick would have worked on him, but he was above that now. He knew what he wanted and nothing could stand in his way.