Romans de Temi writes

I had a huge smile on my face. Zac reluctantly kissed me goodbye. I had a feeling that it wasn’t going to happen again but I was happy, no regrets at all. When his head was clear, he’d tell him how it was just a brief moment between us and I should get over it but a part of me felt like he was being real.I felt like he wanted me just like the way I wanted him but he wasn’t going to admit it. Who knows? Maybe it’s the same thing he did to other women. He was so skillful and I had almost finished just from him touching and kissing me. If we hadn’t stopped, I would have. I didn’t like the thought of him with other women, it made me sick.Mr Vincent’s words still lingered in my mind. Were Zac and I really on the path to destruction? It was obvious we couldn’t keep our hands and eyes off each other. Even now, I wondered what he was doing, if he was okay and if he was thinking about me too. It was hard to believe that Zac threw a fit because of me. I mean, he didn’t even like me like

“You’re going back to him?”I adjusted my shirt and smoothed out the flyaways in my hair. My lips were swollen and they tingled from how much we kissed. I was out of breath and I wanted more but I had to get myself together. Too much of Zac wasn’t good. Right now, being with him felt like the best thing ever but it was only a temporary high. In no time, I’d be reminded why I shouldn’t be messing with him. “Zac, you should focus on resting and taking care of yourself,” I said to him, avoiding his eyes. “Tell me he makes you feel the way I do,” he said hoarsely I searched for my car keys with my eyes, I didn’t know where I dropped them. My phone, the house keys? This man had me disoriented. “Zac, we can’t be talking about this,” I whispered and looked around even though I knew no one had heard us. “Why can’t we?” He raised a brow. “I barely touch you and you’re already breathing so hard. You want me so bad, Jane,”I took a step away from him. If I was close to him, I fear we

“Jane,” he called after me. “Come back here, I’m not letting you drive in this condition.”I clicked my tongue. What was wrong with him? One minute, he cared so much, the next he was acting like I was the worst person in his life.We had said so many vile things to each other, it was best if we went separate ways. “Let Mr Vincent take you home if you must leave,” he said, staggering towards me.For the first time, I noticed his limp, he had hurt his knee too. Whatever caused his outrage must be definitely important to him. “If I must leave?” I scoffed. “You just asked me to leave your house and now you act like you care? Have you lost your mind, Zachary? Why are you so hot and cold? Pick a side!” He staggered again. I was worried he was going to lose balance. “Come in please,” he pleaded, his voice weak. “I’ll never forgive myself if something bad happens to you.”He staggered again but I caught him. “Zac, what have you done?” I asked in despair I helped him into the h

I drove as fast as I could. I was scared. Mr Vincent won’t answer my calls, Zac didn’t either. The house was dangerously silent when I walked in. No chef or housekeeper in sight. “Zac!” I yelled.He wasn’t in his study. I ran to the kitchen, he wasn’t there. “Mr Vincent!” No answer.I couldn’t do this. What if Mr Burke had gotten to him and I was too late? What if something bad had happened to him? I tried to regulate my breathing but I couldn’t. The thought of losing Zac or not being there for him made me sick. He wasn’t perfect but Zac was there for me even in ways I didn’t know. If he hadn’t paid my tuition through the foundation, I would have dropped out. If he hadn’t cleared my hospital bills, I might not be alive today. He stayed with me in the hospital even when he was injured. Zac was always there! “Zac, where are you?” I screamed at the top of my lungs.I listened quietly, there was a little noise coming from the gym. The fear of finding him on the floor bleeding a

I woke up in a bed different from what I was used to. It took me a minute to register that I was in Nate’s house. I slipped on his shirt and went to the kitchen. He was preparing breakfast just like Zac did. It was nice to see him try to do something nice for me even with an injured arm. “Hey sleepyhead,” he smiled as he placed a kiss on my forehead.Something Zac would never do. He wasn’t affectionate. “I’ve whipped up breakfast. Pancakes, eggs, orange juice and some oats. I’m trying to treat my favorite girl special,”I smiled and placed a kiss on his lips. Life could be this simple. We sat at the table in the kitchen as we usually did for breakfast. “I’m thinking of moving into a bigger home,” he saidI nodded, taking a bite of my pancakes. They were nothing like Zac’s sandwiches but I appreciated them. They tasted familiar, like home. This was were I was meant to be. “When we get married, we need a bigger space for the children and with everything that has happened betw

Nate and I drove through the city, soaking up the views and sunset. We stopped at a little restaurant for dinner. Nate told everyone who cared to know that we were getting married which was a good thing but I wasn’t as enthusiastic. I plastered a smile on my face and nodded at everyone politely. I should have been ecstatic, I was the soon to be bride but all I did was check my phone to see if Zac replied to my texts. It had been hours, I was worried about him. His sad eyes wouldn’t stop hunting me. What had I done? I didn’t want to text Mrs Gonzales yet to ask about him, it just seemed too dramatic and for someone who was trying to detach from Zac, maybe it was best to leave his mother. I texted Mr Vincent. “You’ve been on your phone all day. Is something wrong?” Nate asked with a raised browI shook my head and smiled at him. I barely touched my food.I picked up my fork and began eating. “I’m just busy with work,” I lied. “Speaking of that, how’s it going?” He asked, pouring

“Are you okay Mr Braithwaite?” Linda askedAiden was back to seeing his therapist once a week. He kept on having nightmares of an accident that happened years ago. The past week had been rough for him. “I’m trying to be,” he answered. “I’ve been feeling overwhelmed lately. I have nightmares almost every night. I see myself trying to reverse what happened that night but I can’t”He watched Linda scribble something on her notepad. He didn’t believe therapy worked, talking to another person about what he was feeling, how was that going to help? The major reason he considered therapy again was because he was doing well with his family and he didn’t want to hurt them again. Another reason was because of Jeanine, he agreed that throughout their marriage, he was going to take care of her. He didn’t want to bother her with his own problems. “What do you think triggered these nightmares?” She adjusted her glasses. “From our last session, it seemed like the nightmares had finally s

Was she ever going to fully understand her husband? Probably not but she knew not to ask questions. She was surprised and excited when Aiden showed up. Not that she wanted to ditch her friends but she enjoyed spending time with her husband too. When she woke up each morning, she looked forward to seeing him, hearing his voice and having dinner with him. This made her question if she’d be able to move on when they separated. She’ll most likely be busy with her new job or her master’s program but it would never be the same, she’d always think of him. Aiden Braithwaite, the man that walked into her life and changed it forever. “Why didn’t you reply to my messages?” He asked as he made a U-turnHe sent a text? Aiden Braithwaite sent her a text message. He never sent her a text, he never replied to her texts not like that held much content anyway. It was basically her letting him know her whereabouts and the time she’d be done with whatever she was doing incase they had to go out.Sh

When Aiden arrived at the venue, he could feel all heads turn towards his direction. He wasn’t a fan of crowds but he was kind of used to it, the same way he got good and bad publicity. He was the star boy to some people, the man who took over the business world at a young age while to others, who was the trashy guy who broke girls' hearts and slept with them because he wanted to. Whichever the people at Catherine little party saw him as, he didn’t care much. He was Jeanine’s husband and he was going to act like it. His first order of business was to get Donovan away from her, he was beginning to hate their new found friendship not because of anything in particular. Donovan was a great guy and he could teach her a thing or two when it came to business but why teach her anything when she had a husband who had a lot of experience. He watched her smile at Donovan when he whispered something to her. A frown found it’s way to Aiden’s face, had Donovan always been this annoying? He

He found his way to Catherine’s house, it wasn’t a long drive anyway. He had a tracker on the car he assigned to jeanine. He texted her and he didn’t get a response which was unlike her. After boxing with Henry, he took a shower and had the chef prepare him a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs. He tried to get some sleep as he had been awake all night. He laid in bed for a while but sleep didn’t come, he picked up his phone again to text Jeanine but he didn’t know what to say. For the first time, he realized how empty and lifeless his apartment felt without Jeanine. In the few months she spent with him, she managed to add a touch in most rooms of his house. She kept fresh flowers in every flower vase. She had a little tea corner in the kitchen where she displayed her vast collection of tea. If she was at home she’d probably be watching rom coms while he locked himself in his den. He hated the silly romance movies she watched but he was now familiar with the opening song of each of

“It’s crazy how you two are opposites” Catherine commentedNow, Jeanine wished they would refocus their conversation on her career path and what she was interested in doing after college. She understood that everyone was curious about her marriage and her husband, she was curious about her husband too but she knew one slip up or mistake would cost her a lot. She wasn’t surprised at the attention she was getting but it still felt strange. So many people had walked up to her to try to start a conversation, one asked for a selfie which she politely refused. It was pitiful that most people only knew her as Aiden’s wife, she had written quite a number of articles and she wished that would gain as much attention too. “Aiden and I balance each other out. He likes his space” Jeanine explained She sighed as she poured herself some water. She wished Aiden was around, not like he would have contributed to the conversation or paid any attention but she loved having him around. He a

This was what life was about, drinking champagne, networking with colleagues and discussing business. One day you could be working as a stripper and the next day your life would be changed for better, you’d be discussing business plans and networking with people in your field.Catherine Lukeman’s home was beautiful, the garden was the perfect place for their little get together. After three weeks of working at Ray.co, Jeanine had quickly made friends with quite a number of people. She couldn’t be more thankful to have people who had more experience guide her in her career path. Aiden wasn’t left out, most times he gave her advice and when he had important meetings, he invited her to join him in the board room so she could learn a thing or two from whatever was being discussed. He was supportive and he also helped her with her school work. For someone who had a cold demeanor, he knew how to explain things to her like a five year old and she wasn’t sure if it was by her focusing on

It was time to go home.After a day well spent, Nate and Ruby decided to leave. It was already past one in the morning. The couple had already started packing their things. Ruby knew she had a long day ahead of her so she needed to get some sleep first.She walked hand in hand with Nate to the car park. It hurt her that they would have to go their separate ways. She was too shy to ask him if they would meet again very soon. Nate was exhausted but in a good way, he couldn't believe he would have to deal with the problems at the office by daybreak. Everything about it made him tired, just thinking about it made him tired. He held Ruby’s soft hand, not wanting to let it go. Even though they had not given a name to the situation between them,he loved everything about her. He was ready to take years off on vacation with her where there was nothing to disturb him. "I want to drive you home" he saidHe wasn't comfortable with her driving alone at night."No,I'll be fine," she

Nate walked her to her car as usual. He noticed how sad she looked throughout the date. Her eyes held fear and her lips held back words from him.He was scared and so was she. The Italians caused so much damage to everyone, courtesy of Wyatt and his family. He understood how unsafe she was. "Thank you so much, Nate,"she smiled as she unlocked her car.She loved how kind he was, even though they had quarreled most of the time, he didn’t forsake her. He wished he could teleport into her mind and figure out what is wrong with her. Ruby had an ego and won't tell anyone if she had any problem. He shook his head sadly. "Ruby" he began softly, treading carefully. "Is there anything that is troubling you?" He watched her swallow the lump in her throat before she continued. "No, nothing," she said, plastering a fake smile on her face. "I've just been very tired recently, you know,work here and there" He knew she was lying but allowed her to have her way. Whatever was trou

Mrs Wyatt had met Wyatt at a highschool dance back then. Of all her children,she would say she was more like Taylor when she was younger. Her father was one of the men who owned a car back then, it was something to brag about. Wyatt on his side wasn't close to rich,his parents could barely pay his school fees. He always showed up to school in tattered clothes with patches. Even with his tattered clothes, the rich girls still surrounded him. They were smitten by how handsome and charming he was despite the fact that he was poor. Her life was almost like a fairytale. She dated the richest guy at school and they were going to be crowned homecoming king and queen. That night, she dressed in the fanciest dress she had. Her maid helped her prep her face with a little bit of makeup. When it was time to announce the prom king and queen, her boyfriend was missing. They searched everywhere for him and eventually caught him making out with another girl. She was humiliated, ever

Marco paced angrily, a cigarette in hand. Taylor Wyatt wasn't making things easy for him. He had taken her to different islands and thrown the biggest parties for her friends. He sighed as he drew in his smoke,how annoying could the spoiled brat get? So far, her father's campaign was doing just fine and he had a good chance of winning the election. It was crazy that the office for the minister of finance election was more popular than that of the election for the office of president. This was because very influential people were running for the post of Minister of finance. Occupying the office gave them free access to the country's wealth and they could loot money as much as they wanted to. He spent the last week acting all lovey-dovey with Taylor. She made him buy her expensive designer bags. He was comforted by the fact that the new development site was doing just fine and he had a lot of shares in the company. "Hey baby" Taylor called in her singsong voice and wrapped

Roberta stretched tiredly . Mommy duties were stressing her. She had woken up early to bathe Lorenzo , feed him and take him to school. She drew out a carefully planned family tree for him. His school’s principal had called her back the next day. Rebecca stood her ground that getting the children involved with aspiring candidates was dangerous. Some of the candidates were dangerous themselves and would go the extra mile to harm innocent children in order to attain political positions. The principal brushed it off as nothing and assured her that he had everything under control.He said that Wyatt was only being generous and concerned about the children’s welfare. He had donated a huge sum of money and promised them a new basketball court. Of course, Wyatt was the least interested in the children’s welfare. He only wanted their support in the upcoming elections and he had invited reporters to take pictures of him as he donated money to the school. The interior decorator for th

After a long day, Roberta returned home. The smell of her mother’s freshly baked cakes welcomed her. Her mouth watered immediately. “Mommy!” Lorenzo yelled happily as he played around his mother’s feet. She scooped her little delight into her arms and rained kisses on him. She did a good job masking the sadness she felt. When Carl was eating, she noticed some scars on his hands due to the moving of his shirt. She panicked, fresh tears falling off her eyes the third time. She scolded him for subjecting himself to such harsh punishment. He brushed it off, saying it was nothing important. Her heart shattered into a million pieces when she forced him to take off his shirt. The scars ran all the way from his nape to his lower back. It was obvious that he was attacked because of her and that was the reason he hadn’t contacted for a while.She prayed Lorenzo was nothing like that. She helped him apply ointment even though he assured her that he was doing just fine. When he w