Novels by Chima Adele

Marcus felt tension coil in his stomach. He hadn't expected them to find him here, though he should have known better. If Davon was involved in his accident then it only made sense that Scarlett would get involved as well. But he didn’t think that she would show up at the hospital of all places. "How did you get past security?" Marcus asked, though he didn't really care about the answer since they were in the room already. Scarlett's lips curled into a humorless smile. "Money opens all doors, Marcus. You should know that by now."She moved closer to the bed, her gaze sweeping over his bruised body, a small frown of concern glancing over her features. Kane remained by the door, his posture alert, eyes scanning the room for potential threats."Who was the woman?" Scarlett asked, her tone casual but her eyes sharp."A friend," Marcus replied simply. "She's leaving town tonight."Scarlett nodded, seemingly satisfied with his answer as she touched his arm."Good. You don't need distract

Sarah approached Marcus' hospital bed, her expression a mixture of concern and relief. She wore a simple white blouse and jeans, her dark hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. But behind her casual appearance, Marcus could see the worry etched in the lines around her eyes as her gaze moved upon him. "You look like hell," she said with a dry chuckle, perching on the edge of the bed where he had indicated.Marcus attempted a smile, wincing as pain shot through his bruised face. "Nice to see you too, Sarah."She reached out, her hand hovering over his bandaged arm before gently settling on his uninjured shoulder. "Seriously, Marcus, I leave to travel and you get yourself into even more trouble than before.” She huffed at him before continuing. “Are you okay? When I heard what happened...""I'm fine," he interrupted, not wanting her to worry more than she already was. "A broken rib, some bruises, a mild concussion. Nothing I can't handle." He shifted slightly, trying to find a more comf

Marcus' eyes opened. He could see a sliver of bright light around him through the slits in his eyes which caused him to shut his eyes again as a sharp pain went up his shoulder. The light was giving him a slight headache. His wrists felt sore and his face ached. He tried to turn his body a bit, feeling very uncomfortable but a sharp pain shot up his spine and into his head eliciting a pained groan from his lips. Marcus slowly opened his eyes, wincing as the harsh light that flooded the hospital room. Blinking away the fuzziness, he found himself in the sterile environment, hooked up to various machines that beeped and whirred, monitoring his vitals. Pain coursed through his body, a constant reminder of the attack that had brought him here. The attack that almost got him killed. The attack that killed someone else. As he tried to push himself up, a nurse who he hadn't noticed was in the room earlier, rushed over, gently urging him to lie back down, her hands soft and her face full of

After Marcus had helped Rachel get her company back by that bold move he made, Rachel was in the mansion a lot less. Her presence was missed by few but to some others they didn't really mind the vacuum she left. Marcus was one of the latter people. They weren’t on bad terms anymore but he couldn’t say that he missed her presence anymore than he could say that he loved matcha. Ps. he hated it. His new wife was away from the house most of the time since she had a company to run and her being away gave him more time to focus on his own work. Whenever she would get back from work she would have dinner with him and the family but mostly didn't look him in the eye.Marcus never thought much of it as he placed his files into his suitcase and stood upright. He had other things to think about such as this conference that he was meant to attend. It was for the CEO's or stand in heads of several business empires. The conference was a way for them to mingle and discuss business ideas and if poss

"You do not speak to me that way." Marcus said as he took a step closer to them showing his dominance in a place that wasn't even his but it did nothing to put the men in their place even for a while. They belted out another laugh and waved him away like he was a fly. That was what you get with rich people and Marcus was tired of it. "Get out of here. Just because luck happened to shine on you for a while you choose to make a mockery of yourself. Go back to your place and let the people of a higher station speak." Grayson shouted out, his eyes shooting daggers at Marcus. Marcus moved forward ready to land a punch on both men's faces. Judging by both their builds they would be too slow to stop him before he landed a hit. A good enough punch before security would get him out of the building. Fair enough. His palms had already balled up, getting ready for the beat down ahead of him when a soft hand rested on him, halting him.Marcus turned around and on seeing Rachel's calm but assured

CHP 61Days go by with Marcus and Rachel still settling into their new life. Ever since the court wedding the house had been a bit tense with no one really knowing where it came from. The only thing that showed that Marcus and Rachel were even remotely married was the fact that they started to have breakfast and dinner together with the family but apart from that they had both been cold towards one another more so after what Marcus had said in the car on their way home from the court house. It wasn’t that harsh considering the reason that they got married but Rachel had taken it to heart. All the more reason for the house to be as tense as it was. Rachel had kept to herself and Marcus had minded his businesses both in the company and out of it. Out of it being not only having to wait until Scarlett got back to him about the information he leaked to her about Davon but also with dealing with Rachel’s family. Her uncle’s to be precise. But even with them at a slight impasse, Rachel had