Novels by Oynessa

Bianca's phone lit up for the seventeenth time that morning.It was Daniel, she watched it vibrate across her desk until the screen went dark again.A second later, another message appeared."Where are you?" Then another. "Did I do something wrong?" Bianca stared at the words without moving. Her thumb hovered over the screen before she locked the phone and slid it into her handbag.Someone knocked gently on her office door. "Miss Ellington?" her assistant said. "Your ten o'clock meeting is ready."Bianca looked up and offered a small smile. "I'll be there in a minute."The assistant nodded and left. Only after the door closed did Bianca let out the breath she'd been holding.Last night had changed everything. Daniel's lies, Ethan's proposal, and the contract lying inside her handbag.Nothing felt real anymore. Her phone buzzed again.She picked it up this time. Instead of answering, she typed a short message.Let's meet in an hour at Riverside Restaurant and she sent the message. Al

"...I'll do it." The words hit Ethan so hard that he forgot to breathe.He tightened his grip on the phone and stared at the dark window of his apartment."...Bianca?" She didn't answer. He swallowed. "Did I... hear you right?""I said I'll do it." Her voice was quiet. Nothing like the woman who had looked him in the eye two days ago and rejected him without a second thought.He frowned. "Yesterday you told me to stay away from you.""I remember.""So... what changed?"He almost apologized for asking quickly. Instead, he said carefully, "Can we meet? I don't think we should discuss something this important over the phone."Another pause."Then— Fine, there is a café near Dubai Creek. I'll be there in an hour." She ended the call before he could say anything else.Ethan lowered the phone. He looked at the blank screen for several seconds.Whatever had happened...it had broken something inside her.The café sat quietly away from the crowded business district. There was no businessmen

Bianca didn't look up from her laptop.The numbers on the screen blurred together.She started again. A soft knock came against her office door."Miss Ellington?"She looked up.Her assistant stood outside. "Your coffee.""Thank you."The young woman set the cup down carefully. "I heard the directors approved your proposal."Bianca smiled. "They did.""Congratulations.""Thanks."The assistant hesitated. "You've been here since seven. You should go home.""I will."The assistant nodded and quietly left.The smile disappeared the moment the door closed.Bianca leaned back in her chair.Her mind drifted to the marina.I need your help.I wasn't lying when I said I had nowhere else to go.She shook her head."No."She reached for another file....By the time she left the office, the sky had turned orange.She glanced at the clock.Six o'clock. She had time.A smile crept onto her face.Maybe she should surprise him instead....Twenty minutes later, Bianca parked outside Daniel's apartm

"This is the fifth rejection."Ethan stared at the email on his laptop.Unfortunately, we are unable to approve your loan application...He closed it.Another notification appeared.A different bank. A different rejection.He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes.His phone buzzed.Boston Heart Institute.His jaw tightened. He answered immediately. "Hello?""Good afternoon, Mr. Anderson. We're calling regarding Miss Daisy Morgan's surgery.""I know.""We still haven't received the payment.""I'm working on it.""We understand, sir. However, her surgeon has asked us to remind you that delaying the procedure could increase the risks.""I said I'm working on it."The woman paused. "We'll give you another week."The call ended. Ethan lowered the phone.One week.That was all he had left....He drove to another bank anyway.The manager welcomed him into his office. "Mr. Anderson.""Thank you for seeing me."The older man smiled politely. "I wish it were under better circumstances."

Bianca looked around the conference room one last time. The presentation screen was ready.Every report had been printed and every file sat neatly in front of each chair.She checked her watch.Eight fifty-eight. Two minutes early.Just the way she liked it.The door opened. A group of executives walked in, talking among themselves.Bianca greeted each of them with a smile. "Good morning.""Morning, Miss Ellington."One of the older directors smiled. "Nervous?""A little."He chuckled. "That's a good sign."The last person to enter was Charles Ellington.He looked around the room before his eyes landed on his daughter.She wasn't standing beside him.She wasn't hiding behind anyone.She was already answering questions from one of the department heads.He smiled quietly.Maybe she'd be just fine....The meeting began.Half an hour later, the discussion shifted to a delayed commercial project.The room grew quiet. One manager rubbed his forehead."We've gone over the numbers three time

Ethan didn't move. His father's words hung between them."Let's see how long your pride can pay your bills."Richard walked past him and opened the door. "I'm done talking."Ethan tightened his grip on his keys. "You really mean this."Richard didn't answer....The drive home felt longer than usual.The city lights blurred past his window, but he barely noticed them.His phone buzzed. Daisy.A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.At least one thing hadn't gone wrong tonight.He answered through the car speakers."Hey babe" "Hi." Her voice sounded tired. "How was dinner?" Ethan let out a breath. "Let's just say it wasn't about business.""What happened?""My parents tried to arrange a marriage."Silence.Then Daisy laughed. "You're kidding.""I wish I was." I said no by the way and that I have my little princess which is you. "Good, that's my baby!" Daisy replied happily. "You don't owe anyone an apology for loving me."Ethan smiled faintly."I know.""Come see me soon." D