πŸ’žGame Of Love πŸ’ž
By; Amara Chy.
Genres: Romance, Drama, Erotica, Fantasy, Suspense.


EPISODE 21 & 22

🌼 Raymond Lewis 🌼

“You can’t be serious Peter. You want me to give you one of my daughters? That’s absurd!” I scoffed.

“I’m serious Ray. Give me one of your daughters as a mistress, and I’ll help you get everything that belongs to you. Or do you want to remain a pauper and allow your niece walk over you?” He asked with a grin. I took a deep breath.

I can’t allow that girl Amelia get away with what does not belong to her. I’m sure she’s not part of our family. All she does is insult me and order me around and I can’t let that continue.

“Is there nothing else you want?” I asked, hoping for a change of mind from Peter, but he seems unwilling.

“No. If I don’t get what I want, then forget about it” he said, bringing out a cigar from his pocket and shoving it in his mouth. He lit the cigar and puffed out a cloud of smoke that faded into the air.

“I’ll um.. I’ll get back to you Peter” I said, getting up.

“I’ll be waiting” he answered. I nodded and left. I boarded a taxi back to the house and went to my room to think.

Would I be a bad father if I let one of my daughters become a mistress to a mob leader? I’m only doing it to secure their future and as soon as I get what I want, I’ll take her back from Peter.

The problem is, which of my daughters?

Lisa is very helpful and sweet, she’s actually my favorite. Linda is strong but stubborn. I think the choice is clear. I have to use what I have to get what I want. As soon as I get everything in my name, all will be well and I’ll take my daughter back from Peter.

“Sweetie” I knocked on my daughter’s door severally and she opened the door.

“Hi Daddy” she beamed.

“Yeah, um.. is Lisa in?” I asked.

“No, she went to the market with the maid” she answered and I nodded.

“Cool so can I come in? I want to discuss something important with you”

“Sure” she shrugged and moved out of the way for me to go in. I entered and sat on her bed. She climbed in, placing a pillow on her laps.

“So what did you want to talk about dad?” She questioned, staring at me.

“Well Linda, um.. I need you to do something for me. You see, there’s a friend of mine who is willing to hire a maid to help him clean, and I think you’d be perfect for the job” I had to lie to get her to agree. She’ll probably be angry with me when she finds out the truth.

“You want me to be a helper?” She asked and chuckled in disbelief.

“It’s not like that. The pay is huge! You can help us save up to get out own house. You should be excited. He’s a very rich man and trust me, you’ll love working for him” I tried to sound as convincing as possible.

“Really dad? I dunno” she sighed and relaxed on the wall.

“Please don’t say no sweetheart. Do you want to remain here? Under Amelia and suffering?” I asked and she shook her head reluctantly.

“Good! Then get ready, we’re going to his house tomorrow. Make sure you dress very fine and classy” I said, smiling broadly.

“Alright fine. I’ll be ready. But I still don’t like working as a maid. I mean, it’s a bit demeaning” she rolled her eyes.

“There’s nothing demeaning about it as long as you are earning a lot of money” I winked and she rolled her eyes again.

“It’s alright dad. I’ve heard you and I’ll be ready” she answered. I got to my feet, feeling happy.

I’m so glad she accepted, even though she doesn’t know what awaits her. I hope she’ll be able to forgive me one day after she finds out the truth.

I hate to give out my daughter like this, but Amelia doesn’t deserve everything she owns and I’ll make sure I take it back.

πŸ’’ Noah’s House πŸ’’

🌼 Noah Smith 🌼

My phone rang on the bed and I reached for it. I was working on some projects on my computer.

“Amelia?” I was surprised that she was calling me. Why is she calling me? It’s a Saturday. I hope she doesn’t want to give me any work because that would be mean of her.

“Hello?” I spoke into the phone.

“Hi Noah. Are you still at home?” She asked.

“Yes I am. Any problem?”

“Not really. Well, I wanted to go to Kayla’s today and have dinner and well, I needed some company. You were the first person that came to my mind” she said and I was shocked.


“Yes Noah. So are you free to meet me there by seven?” She asked.

“Um.. sure. I’ll be there” I agreed.

“Great, I’ll see you soon” she hung up and I dropped my phone, my mouth hung open in amazement.

Amelia wants me to keep her company? Well that’s new! And definitely leaves a warm feeling inside.

I can’t wait to see what she’s actually planning because I refuse to believe that she wants to have dinner with me.


It’s seven o’clock and I’m outside Kayla’s restaurant, waiting for Amelia to arrive. Wait, what if she pranked me? What if she just called me here to abandon me? It better not be.

“Hi pretty boy” I heard her voice and turned immediately to see her smiling at me in her very sexy royal blue gown. I looked around but didn’t see her car.

“You didn’t come with a car?” I ask.

“No. I was thinking we could walk to my house after dinner. My place isn’t that far” she answered and I chuckle slightly.

“Well okay then. Shall we?” I gave a little bow and she giggled. The doorman opened the door for us and we entered. Just as u guessed, she made us sit in her favorite table. I still remember the first day I saw her.. my hands got shaky and I poured pudding all over the face.

Truth is, I still feel my heart miss a beat everytime I look at her.

“Remember when I used to order you around?” She asked, smiling.

“Yes I remember, it hasn’t been that long and you still order me around” I answered, frowning. She giggled and called for a waiter.

My ex co-workers were surprised to see me on a date with the same woman that used to work my a$$ off a few weeks ago. They wouldn’t take their eyes off us throughout the night.

“I don’t really know much about you, do you mind telling?” She started, eating her food slowly.

“There’s nothing much to say about me. I’m just a man trying to survive” I answered.

“I see. So..? Any girlfriend or fiancee? Because you don’t look single” she said and I gasped.

“What do you mean I don’t look single?” I arched a brow at her.

“Well, you’re very cute.. don’t let it get to your head though. And you’re also well mannered. I’m sure girls are flocking around. There’s no way you don’t have a woman in your life” she rolled her eyes.

I’m happy she thinks of me in that manner.

“I don’t. I don’t need a woman until I’m stable enough for that” I answered honestly and she scoffed.

“So if I asked you out, you’d refuse?” She asked. I coughed, choking on my food.

Did she just say that?

“Excuse me?”

“Have some water huh!” She said. I drank from my glass and stopped coughing.

“You wanna ask me out?” I asked.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. It was just a question” she said, she was blushing.

Oh my..

“Well, if you asked me out, I’d probably refuse” I said and she immediately frowned, glaring at me.


“Because you’re so rude” I answered. She kept quiet and ate her food.

Awwn.. she’s feeling bad. I know there’s a sweet girl in her, but she’s trying hard not to show her vulnerable side.

Could she possibly like me? Is that why she feels bad because I said I won’t date her?

My heart is literally fluttering.

“I’m done with my food. If you are too we can get going” I said, breaking the silence between us.

“Fine. Get the cheque” she ordered, still looking sad.

“No. I’ll pay, don’t worry” I insisted and went to the counter to pay and also say hello to some old friends before going to join her outside.

We walked down the pathway in silence, she still didn’t want to say anything to me and I started feeling bad for what I said.

“Hey.. I’m sorry about that” I started.

“I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. The truth is, I would date you” I said and she looked up at me and scoffed.

“Yeah right! You’re just saying that because you don’t want me to fire you on Monday” she said and I couldn’t hold back my laughter.

“I’m sorry for laughing but I’m saying the truth. Why wouldn’t I date you? You’re not only beautiful, you’re smart and hard-working” I said.

“And rude?” She added.

“You can decide to change that” I snapped.


“You weren’t born rude, I’m sure you can still change it. Amy, I’m willing to help” I answered and she gave me a warm smile before turning away. She remained quiet for a while as we walked.

“I’ll think about it and get back to you” she stated and I chuckled.

“Yes boss”.

She rubbed her palms together and sighed. I guess she’s cold and she didn’t come with a jacket. I had to take off mine and give it to her, she looked surprised by my action.

“Why are you treating me so nicely? No one does that” she said.

“Amelia, even I don’t know the answer to that question. I guess I just like you” I replied and she smiled again.

We had a little discussion before finally arriving at her house. I stopped by the gate and she invited me in.

“Nah, I don’t think I can stay. I have to go home and sort out some things before Monday” I said. She looked disappointed.

“Oh. Okay. Um, be safe then. Goodnight” she said, offering me my jacket back but I told her to keep it as a gift from me.

I left and boarded a taxi back to my house. As I approached my door, I saw a figure standing outside. At first I thought it was a robber, but then as I got closer, it turned out to be a woman. A very beautiful woman.

“Isabella?” I called. She turned and heaved a sigh of relief.

“Oh thank goodness. I was beginning to think I was at the wrong place” she sighed.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, shocked.

Isabella is the same woman my mother introduced to me back in Seattle. She wanted us to get along so what is she doing here?

“Well, I actually got an audition in the biggest fashion houses in the country. The owner is a well known designer and I got a chance to work with her. I had to come here for the audition on Monday and your mother said I can stay with you until the audition is over” she explained in details and I nod along.

“Oh I see”

“So can I come in? She asked.

Why do I feel so uncomfortable with her arrival? Even though it’s only for two days?

“Um.. I guess” I answered.

If I don’t let her stay, my mom would never let me hear the end of it. I don’t want her drama.


Isabella 😍


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