His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias)

Melanie cackled at her friends expression. "Come on Mara, not everyone gonna be a bad experience. I mean, take that gentleman over there for an example,"

Following the direction of her hand, Amara's eyes landed on the man in particular. She meant to look away the moment she noticed it was Helios, but Tobias's glaring eyes from beside Helios caught her attention.

Her gaze shifted from Helios to Tobias and for a little while neither of them wanted to back down. Only did Tobias look away when one of his buddies tapped him for a drink.

"He's the type of man who would definitely sweep a girl off her feet." Melanie finished, sighing dreamily as her eyes remained on Helios.

"Oh yeah, I bet." Amara sarcastically said as she looked away, but not without allowing her gaze to meet Helios's once more. "Look Mel, I'm not really in the market for men right now. I think I'd much rather focus on the company."

"Urgh, the company," Melanie groaned. "How is my friend ever going to find happiness if she's married to her company?" Shaking her head, she added. "I won't stand for that. We need to find a way to loosen you."

Melanie wiggled her brows in the process of saying this and Amara just could tell that she was up to something mischievous. However, before she could even get the chance to speak, Melanie had bolted up right at the sound of a familiar music tune playing in the background.

"Oh my God," She gasped. "This is it! That one song!" She said while tapping Amara's shoulder rapidly.

"W-what one song?" Amara asked, confused.

"The lyrics! You wrote them! Oh, you've gotta sing this. Up! Get up!"

"W-what? No! I'm not singing!" Amara refused, trying her hardest to stop Melanie from forcing her out of her seat. But being the smaller of the two best friends, Melanie had successful pulled her out of her seat with one big fat yank.

"Why not? You'll sound so good, I know it!" Melanie insisted as she pulled her towards the stage and in seconds, she had gotten in front of the microphone. "Everyone! Everyone, can I please have your attention!" She called, tapping the mic to get everyone's attention. She succeeded in doing this and immediately, a sea of eyes landed on the duo.

"My name is Melanie and this over here, is my very beautiful and very, very single best friend, Amara, and tonight, she's going to be performing a song for us. Would you all like that?" She asked the crowd, who replied with loud cheers.

"You heard them, sing!" Melanie urged, handing Amara the mic and giving her a shove.

Amara could only curse herself inwardly for forgetting how crazy Melanie Woods could become the moment she had alcohol in her system. Taking a deep breath and knowing there was no backing down, she turned to face the crowd who were waiting for her to begin singing.

'You got this.' She mentally told herself and when she felt ready, she parted her lips and began to sing.

The song was an original and Amara was sure, that if she ever went through with releasing her music, this would have been the first track in the album.

So, as the music played and the beat

an

kicked in, Amara's voice rang true, clear and crisp. She poured all her emotions, feelings and thoughts into the words she sang and within a minute, the entire club was in uproar, jumping along to the lyrics of her song. This gave Amara enough confidence to be more free and before she knew it, she had closed her eyes, her head swinging to the rhythm of the music.

This lasted for a while until the chorus was reached.

"Cause the devil doesn't need to use his hands to destroy a woman, oh no. All he needs is words and I was was the proof a living testimony. So, don't go around pretending like you've never met the devil.

closer than you think and h

in

coming to collect his due.

When she finished singing the song, the entire club broke into a round of applause and cheers.

Amara smiled, her heart fluttering

happily. She had nearly forgotten all

that had happened in the past month, until her eyes did a sweep through the crowd and landed on

none other than Tobias Larsen, who stared at her with a look she couldn't quite decipher. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Whatever it was, it wiped the smile off her face. She couldn't be bothered with the applause, not with him there, not when the look of surprise and amusement swarm as clear as day in those damn dark orbs of his.