Rachelle William, a renowned multi-millionaire videographer, thought she had it all - a successful career and a loving husband, Vincent Roman. But when Vincent brings home a mysterious woman, Emma, and asks Rachelle to mentor her in videography, Rachelle's world begins to unravel. Unbeknownst to her, Emma is Vincent's lover, and their marriage was just a ruse to gain control of her wealth. The betrayal cuts deep, and a devastating accident leaves Rachelle fighting for her life. Five years later, Rachelle emerges from the shadows, her face transformed by surgery, her spirit fueled by revenge. With a new identity and a burning desire for justice, she sets out to reclaim what's rightfully hers - her fortune, her reputation, and her dignity. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her past, she realizes that the truth is far more sinister than she ever imagined.
Chapter 1 THE PERFECT PICTURE (A)
Rachelle William looked out the window of her lavish penthouse suite, holding a glass of wine, admiring the stunning Toronto skyline as the sun dipped below the horizon. The warm golden light bathed the city she adored, serving as a constant reflection of her remarkable rise from anonymity to extraordinary achievement.
At the age of twenty-eight, Rachelle had become a self-made millionaire and a celebrated videographer whose work was admired worldwide. Her production company, Stellar Visions, was a pioneering force in the industry, recognized for its groundbreaking storytelling and stunning visuals. Rachelle had dedicated herself wholeheartedly to constructing her empire, giving up sleep, comfort, and at times, her personal life. As she gazed at the city skyline from her penthouse, she understood that every sacrifice had been worthwhile.
Her moment of deep thought was interrupted by a vibration from her phone. Looking at the screen, she couldn't help but smile upon seeing a message from her husband, Vincent Roman.
Vincent: "Hi darling, I'm heading back now. How about trying out the new French restaurant for dinner tonight?"
Rachelle's smile grew bigger. Vincent never failed to think of new ways to amaze and please her. Their two-years marriage had been a whirlwind love story, brimming with passion, excitement, and a deep mutual admiration. Vincent, a jewelry entrepreneur ,had stood by her aspirations since they first crossed paths. He served as her pillar of strength, her trusted companion, and the one she cherished above all else.
Rachelle agreed, expressing her excitement to see Vincent soon. After ending the call, she headed to the bedroom to prepare for their meeting. While selecting her outfit from her closet, she reflected on her good fortune. Vincent's attractiveness and charisma were matched by his kindness and unwavering support. Their personalities perfectly complemented each other, creating a harmonious balance of love and shared aspirations in their life together.
One hour later, Rachelle stepped out of the bedroom wearing a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her curves flawlessly. Adding a hint of red lipstick, her trademark style, she gazed at her reflection with a smile. The upcoming evening with Vincent promised to be yet another delightful one.
As she entered the living room, Vincent was walking in. He wore a sleek suit, had his dark hair neatly slicked back, and his blue eyes were shining with anticipation.
Vincent expressed admiration for her appearance, saying, "Wow, you look absolutely stunning," as his eyes roamed over her form.
Rachelle blushed slightly, even after all these years. "And you look as handsome as ever."
He crossed the room and pulled her into his arms, kissing her gently. "Ready to go?"
"Absolutely," she replied, her heart swelling with love for him.
Vincent's sleek black car was taken for a drive to the new French restaurant, La Belle Époque, situated in downtown Toronto. Known for its exceptional cuisine and sophisticated atmosphere, Rachelle had eagerly anticipated dining there.
Upon their arrival, the maître d' warmly welcomed them and escorted them to a private table next to the window. The romantic ambiance, illuminated by soft candlelight and accompanied by the soothing melodies of classical music, set the perfect tone for the evening.
Vincent pulled out her chair, and she sat down with a grateful smile. "This place is beautiful," she said, looking around.
"I knew you'd like it," Vincent replied, taking his seat across from her. "I've heard the food is amazing."
After carefully examining the menu, they made their choices from a tempting array of dishes that they couldn't resist. While they awaited their meal, they engaged in lively conversation about their day, upcoming plans, and aspirations for the future.
Vincent suggested, as he reached for her hand across the table, "I've been considering something. How about we plan a getaway, just the two of us? With all the hard work we've been putting in, I believe we could use a well-deserved break."
Rachelle's eyes lit up. "That sounds wonderful. Where do you want to go?"
Vincent proposed, "What do you think of Paris? We could spend a week there, discovering the city, taking in the sights, and simply enjoying each other's company."
Their conversation came to a sudden halt with the arrival of their appetizers. The food matched the exquisite ambiance, and they relished every bite, delighting in the flavors and the overall experience. While indulging in their meal, they kept up their lively chatter and shared laughter, their deep affection shining through each shared glance and spoken word.
Following their meal, they opted to stroll alongside the waterfront. The evening air was refreshing and chilly, with the city lights casting a magical glow on the water's surface. Hand in hand, they savored the peacefulness of the moment as they walked.
Rachelle leaned into Vincent as they strolled and said, "Sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure this isn't a dream. Our life together is beyond anything I could have imagined."
Vincent paused, pivoting to meet her gaze, enveloping her face in his palms. "This is no dream, Rachelle. This is our truth. I vow to stand by you, come what may. You can always count on me.
She smiled up at him, her heart full. "And I'll always be here for you."
They kissed under the stars, their love for each other stronger than ever.
As they continue strolling along the waterfront,the evening air cools against their skin.Vincent pulled Rachelle close ,his arm wrapping around her waist.The city light reflected in her eye as she looked up at him,a soft smile playing on her lips.
Their steps slowed as they reached a secluded spot overlooking the water.The sound of waves lapping against the shore filled the air , adding to the sense of intimacy between them. Without a word,Vincent cupped Rachelle's face in his hands,his gaze searching hers for permission.
Rachelle's heart fluttered as she leaned into him,her lips parting in anticipation.Their kiss was slow at first,tender and sweet but as the passion between them ignited,it quickly deepened.
Vincent's hand roamed over her body, sending shivers her spine as he traced the
curve of her waist.
Unable to resist any longer,they pulled away,their breaths coming in ragged gasps.Desire burned in Vincent's eye as he whispered her name,his voice husky with needs.Without a word,he took her hand and led her back to the car.His touch settling her skin ablaze.
Chapter 1 THE PERFECT PICTURE (A)
30/05/2024
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