Broken Trust
Kalia.
I stood by the large window, staring out at the sprawling city scape that glittered beneath me.
The city had always been a symbol of my ambition, the place where I fought my whole adult life for my father to finally accept me as a suitable heir for his empire.
But he had never really accepted me, I was no match for a boy. And a boy was all my father ever wanted.
But funny how life had a weird way of working out.
Now I was incharge of the company he never even wanted me to work for.
I heard footsteps from the hallway, heavy footsteps I could just tell it was a man of a certain weight coming my way. And I knew exactly who it was, I had been anticipating him for the past one hour.
I knew he had his men all over the city looking for me, but I knew he would eventually know where to come.
"Was it all a lie?" Jake's voice was low, edged with disbelief and simmering anger. He said closing shut the door behind him, as if signaling me that I had no escape.
I took a few deep breaths and turned to face him, my expression carefully composed, trying to hide how hard my heart was beating.
I might have pulled one over him, but this was still the murderous most dangerous man in the city, and I was alone with him in a room. I tried to stay as composed as I could be, but my hands were profusely sweating.
Our eyes met, he had on that cold stare, he could literally dig daggers through me by just looking at me.
"Jake, I didn't mean for it to happen like this." i began, but my voice flattered as I saw his eyes darken, a mixture of hurt anger and something else that twisted the knife in my gut.
I hated his guts, I hated how he carried himself, I hated how he treated women which is why I never had any problems agreeing to the deal in the first place. But he had been none of those things to me.
He had been kind, and he actually acted like he was in love with me, but how could he really be in love with me. We had known each other for two weeks, it was on him for agreeing to marry me.
I tried to justify myself, even though my actions were eating me alive.
"Didn't mean to happen?" he said laughing sarcastically as his voice rose with anger. He threw the papers in his hand a me as they scattered all over the floor. "Let me get this straight, you didn't mean to approach me and ask me for help or you didn't mean to take my company away from me Kalia?"
"Jake I...?"
"Ooh wait, did you mean any of those vows you said? You not only lied to me but you also played me, used my emotions, how I feel against me." i could feel the pain in his voice, but I could not cave, not right now.
"You knew exactly what you were getting into Jake, you knew what this marriage was."
"I did not know and you damn well know it. You were feeling me, or was it also just another act?"
I flinched at the accusation, but I forced myself to meet his gaze. I had made my choice and now I had to stand by it.
"I did what I had to do." i said my voice a little firmer now, "If you were in my shoes you would have done the same exact thing and you know it."
"The one time I open up to someone about my feelings, it turns out that you just wanted to steal my company, I cannot belive this. Kalia I can't give you half my company." Jake said sitting back down.
"I'm sorry Jake, but it's already mine. You signed it to me and if you can't work with me I am willing to buy it completely from you."
" I don't care what those papers say, I will do whatever it takes to take my company back. You did what you had to do and now I will do what I have to."
"We will see about that." i said getting up suggesting it was time for him to go.
He slowly got up and started walking towards the door, when he was about to walk I stopped him.
"Jake." I called out, a huge grin in my face. He stopped and turned around to look at me, his face expressionless but cold.
"Sew you at home." i said with a wink and I saw a vein pop out on his forehead.
I didn't know how he managed to move from the door to where I was sitted in a matter of seconds.
I was pinned up against a wall, struggling to breath his hand on my throat.
" Don't fucking test me Kalia." he said his voice dense with echo, "I don't want to ever see your face."
"Aaargh" i tried to speak, but I couldn't and still try to breath.
"Don't test my patience woman, I will hurt you." he finally said letting me go.
"I am still your wife, we are still married and incase you have forgotten we still have to remain married for the next two years. We need to keep up the public appearances and you know this because that's why you agreed to marry me on a whim in the first place."
I might have had my own agendas for wanting this union, but he had trusted me enough to open up to me about wanting a wife in order to look like a family man in order to get a big client.
He did not say anything, he just walked out never never looking back as I stood there taking in the last two days.
Kalia.Few days ago. "If I did not know any better, I would say you are stalking me." i say as I see Jake approaching me."Is that such a bad thing?" he asked as he kissed me on the cheek and pulled a bar chair next to me."Well that depends." i said, placing my hand on one of his thighs.He was in a pair of khaki shorts, and a polo tshirt, perfect fit for the weekend and the weather too. With him sitting the shorts had become a little too short, and my hand was touching his are flesh and it sent tingles all over my body.He looked down at the hand placement, then back up at me and licked his lips seductively. I immediately removed my hands and pretended to look for my phone in my bag."So why did you want to see me?" I finally asked."A man can't just want to see a beautiful lady and grab some food for no reason?" he asked teasing me."He can, but seriously what's wrong." i asked curious. I had studies Jake well to know eh never took any of his women on dates publicly, not that I
Kalia.Two weeks later. Waiting by the window. It had been a few weeks now since the wedding and he was still icing me out. I knew why but I refused to accept it. There was no way I was going to live like this for the next two years. I hated how he treated me, how he made me feel and everyday I promised myself that I would not care, I would not think about him, but how could I not. I was in love with him and I could not stop even if I wanted to. I found mused craving for his attention, his touch, I even missed his voice. I looked at the watch again for the millionth time, nothing. Maybe something was wrong with my phone. I thought to myself as I walked to the kitchen. "Hey Maria," I said to the housekeeper who was busy washing utensils in the kitchen. "Has Jake called yet?" I asked her hopeful, she stopped what she was doing and looked up at me, I could see the pity in her eyes. She felt sorry for me. "He said he will be late." she finally said, our eyes met, and I tried to hold
Kalia.Waking up with a headache. I heard some noises that woke me up, what was going on. I tried to open my eyes and I felt a sharp pain in my head. I looked around registering the surroundings as it all came to me. He never came home. That realisation hit me even deeper than I had anticipated.I slowly sat up in my bed, the voices still going, I could now hear them clearly. It was Jake and another voice, a female voice I had never heard before. They were arguing. I put on my robe and put on some slippers and headed to the door, but before I could open the door, I heard my name being mentioned.They were arguing about me, so instead of opening the door, I stood there listening. "I told you Naima, I don't want her, I am not in love with her. But if I divorce her I will lose everything I have worked so hard for." "Then why is she still staying in this house, sleeping in my bed?" the woman fired back. I knew who Naima was, everyone that lived in this town knew who Naima was. She w
Kalia.Office confrontation. I knew this was a suicide move on my part, but I was done waiting, done giving him time. It was time we had a little chat.I put on my red bottoms and some red gloss before I picked up my pulse and headed out. As soon as I stepped on the foyer, Paul the driver was next to me. "Boss said you cannot leave the house without his permission or knowledge ma'am" he said. "Oooh did he now?" I said sarcastically as I walked towards the parked car on the driveway. Paul was following me behind, talking but I was not really listening. "Open the door Paul if you don't want to find yourself without a job in the next few seconds." He immediately opened the door and held it for me as I got in. His face was horrified, I knew he was afraid of getting into trouble with Jake. But I would not let that happen. I liked him. In Fact I wanted him to be my personal driver and confidant and I was going to make sure of that. After I was comfortably seated, he closed the door an
Kalia.Cooking dinner. "Paul, I would like to stop by the grocery store on our way home." I said as soon as I got into the car. "But someone can do that for you," he said. "No, I want to do it, I am cooking dinner tonight for my husband." I said excitedly. "Oooh," Paul said, "You sound shocked." "No, just happy for you Kalia." "Good," I said smiling, "I love cooking, you know." I said, looking out the window as we pulled out of Anderson industries. "Did you go to school for it or self taught kind of stuff?" Paul asked, "Self taught," I said calmly, "My mother taught me, she was a chef. She was really good." I had never said that to anyone. I had never really said anything about my mother to anyone for a long time. "Was, you said was." Paul said, looking at me through the mirror. "Yeah, she died when I was little." I said honestly. "I am so sorry for your loss." "Thank you." I said quickly, rubbing the tear that had just fallen. "I have never really told anyone that before.
Kalia. Missed dinner. During our brief dating time, I had come to realize that Jake's favourite food was spaghetti and meatballs which is what I made for dinner. It was a quick fix meal and did not really require much effort. I set the table intimately for just the two of us with candles and some soft music. After everything was all set up, I went back upstairs. I still had an hour and some minutes to get ready. I was determined to try to get things to work, at least for the two years we were stuck together as husband and wife. I took a quick shower and blow dried my hair. I had very long hair and Jake liked my hair down, it went all the way down to my waist. I put on my favourite red dress which was also his favourite, and red was his favourite colour, put on some cologne and I finally went down. He was still not home, but he had a few more minutes which I took to make sure everything was perfect. It was already eight, but still there was no sign of Jake anywhere. I took out
Kalia. Walk of shame. The Uber pulled up to the house, after dropping off Eric, my head was still killing me from the hangover. All kinds of news reporters were waiting by the main gate shouting all kinds of assumptions . I spotted Jake's Car in the driveway as I went in. Look at that, I thought to myself for once, he was the one waiting and not me. I got out of the car, my hair all riled up, barefoot carrying my shoes in my hands. I slowly walked up to the front door, in mood to handle any more noises. My head felt like it was going to explode. I opened the front door and there was Jake, furious I don't think I had ever seen him that angry he looked like he was about to cut my head off. "I knew you were a backstabbing bitch and a liar, but I had no idea you were a fucking hoe too." he said angrily, shouting yelling. "Can you please lower your voice or not speak at all."i whispered walking straight to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. "I will yell as loud as I want you fuck
The picture. Jake.I walked up and down completely taken aback by the things Kalia had just said. What the hell was going on "Get me paul right away" I said to one of the security men. "You need to calm down Jake, please." "Calm down? Are you kidding me? Were you not here a few minutes ago or did you not hear all the things she is accusing me off?" "Anyone could have said those things Jake, these are things that are out there people can read about in newspapers, it does not mean she knows anything beyond that." "But what if she knows something?" "I think with that mouth of hers, if she knew anything she would have said something already, she is not the type to hold stuff in and if she knows something, we will deal with it." Maria was right, maybe I was just being paranoid after the stuff she pulled. But being in the business I am in, having so many enemies, not knowing who to trust, it was hard to relax, especially after what Kalia did to me. " Yes sir. " Paul said, stepping i
Kalia.I turned around and it was Maya, she slowly sat on the cold pavement next to me. She seemed to be in so much pain. "You should be in bed." i said helping her sit comfortably. "No, I should be on a bed next to Jake in the ICU," she said looking away. "Everyone keeps saying I am lucky, but i don't feel lucky at all, not when it was my fault""Maya, accidents happen. It's not your fault, it's not your fault he is in there and you are out here." "But it is, I could have taken a cab, but instead I let him come pick me up." "I know Jake, there is no way he would have let you take a cab and you know that too. He will be fine, he will wake up from there, he is a fighter.""You really believe that?" "I have to believe that, I have to have hope that he will fight, that this is not how our story ends. He has to fight.""You know he talked about you, he told me alot about you." Maya said, catching me off guard. A part of me got excited, with little butterflies in my stomach. "Let me
Kalia. After dinner, I went out by the pool. It was a beautiful night, the full moon out along with a sky full of stars. It was so beautiful and calming out here tonight and generally in the country. I had always wanted to raise my family in the country, away from the buzz of the city.I dipped my bare feet into the cold water, getting a certain satisfaction. I was still reeling from dinner, from that made up how we met. I had watched Jake all night, he seemed happy, he was so committed to the fake story that I wondered if he really did remember how we met. He could be a good actor because even I bought it. Which is why it was going to be difficult to read him, to trust him. My phone buzzed, and I looked at the watch on my wrist, it was past eleven almost midnight. Who would be texting me at this hour? Maybe something was wrong with my dad, that was the only reason I could think of why someone would be texting me this late. I quickly got out of the water, rushing to the table
Kalia. After dinner, I went out by the pool. It was a beautiful night, the full moon out along with a sky full of stars. It was so beautiful and calming out here tonight and generally in the country. I had always wanted to raise my family in the country, away from the buzz of the city.I dipped my bare feet into the cold water, getting a certain satisfaction. I was still reeling from dinner, from that made up how we met. I had watched Jake all night, he seemed happy, he was so committed to the fake story that I wondered if he really did remember how we met. He could be a good actor because even I bought it. Which is why it was going to be difficult to read him, to trust him. My phone buzzed, and I looked at the watch on my wrist, it was past eleven almost midnight. Who would be texting me at this hour? Maybe something was wrong with my dad, that was the only reason I could think of why someone would be texting me this late. I quickly got out of the water, rushing to the table
Kalia. I had been working overtime for the money and the hours were starting to get to me. I was exhausted, but I needed the money. I turned away from the cashier’s counter closing it and slammed into a hardwall.. well, it felt like it was a hard wall, but in fact, it was a man’s solid chest. Large,powerful hands came around and gripped my upper arms to steady me.For a second it was all right. I had the apologetic, slightly flirtatious smile and appropriate words that passed for polite regret ready, I’m so sorry. But when my eyes flew past the broad shoulders up to his face my whole world tilted crazily. I felt the blooddrain away from my head and my face whiten. A part of my brain screamed, No. No. No.No fucking way. Not halfway across the world. Not after all this time.I had done a pretty good job of starting afresh, far away from my previous life, far from anyone that knew me. And for a while it had worked, or atleast I had thought so. I opened my mouth and… Closed it like som
Jake. I stood at the end of the cracked asphalt driveway, staring up at the old, two-story house that had loomed large in my childhood. The faded blue paint peeled in the corners, and the once vibrant garden lay choked with weeds. It felt both alien and achingly familiar. I had driven here straight from the hospital, I needed the drive, it was therapeutic and helped my mind no to focus on Kalia kissing that man. I stepped onto the porch, the wood creaking beneath me like the groan of old bones. The door, a relic of better days, swung open with a reluctant push, revealing a dim interior that smelled faintly of mildew. Dust motes danced in the shafts of light that filtered through the grimy windows. I hesitated on the threshold, recalling a thousand small moments the laughter, the fights, the palpable fear.I was a rich man who lived lavish, but so was my father. He used to be among the richest self made men, but after my mother left, he started getting reckless, gambling, drinking an
Pregnancy. "Oh my God, I don't feel so good." i said standing up, my hand on my lower abdomen. A few minutes I was kneeling by the bathroom vomiting my guts out. Maybe it was something I ate, it had to be something I ate. I said to myself going in for another round of vomiting. Now that I was thinking about it, I had been feeling nauseated and tired for almost a week now. I just thought I was coming down with something, but this was getting too serious. Maybe I needed to take a test. I slowly got up from the ground, washing my hands and mouth, before I looked at myself in the mirror touching my stomach. I tried to portrude my stomach a little bit, to get a glimpse of what I would look like pregnant. ' I can't be pregnant, not right now atleast.'I fished my phone out from my pocket and went straight to my period tracker. I was definitely a few days late. All I had to do now, was get a few pregnancy tests from the hospital. I slowly picked up my phone and walked out of my ro
The small town ice cream parlour buzzed with the sweet chatter of families enjoying their afternoon treats. Lively music played softly in the background, mixing with the hum of the old-fashioned soda fountain and the occasional scrape of spoons against cold, creamy bowls. Emma sat across from her son, Ryan, both savoring their chocolate and vanilla ice cream cones. She smiled at her six-year-old, his face covered in a delicious mess of chocolate smears. The sun streamed in through the big front windows, casting a warm glow on the tiled floor and the colorful, vintage décor of the shop.Ryan, as always, was full of energy. He hopped out of his seat to peer at the ice cream flavors on display, his eyes wide with excitement. He was a curious child, often getting distracted by the smallest of details. Emma watched him, content, her own cone forgotten for a moment as she admired her son’s wonder at the world.Then, a loud clink interrupted the peaceful moment. A man, tall and slightly dish
Jake.. No matter what happens, we will always be infinite. I looked up from my phone, and for a moment the whole world came to a standstill. I knew her. She was a brunette with all her hair held up in a bun, she was wearing a yellow sundress, and some sunglasses. She looked beautiful, but that was not what caught my attention, it was whose hand she was holding. A boy that seemed to be around two years was tugging on her dress. I didn't even realize I was staring until our eyes met, she almost gasped, one hand on her mouth, she looked horrified to see me, scared even. She quickly took the child's hand and seemed like she was about to run away when a man approached them with candy. He handed it over to the enthusiastic little boy who beamed with excitement. "Excuse me, do I know you from somewhere." I said touching the lady's arm and they all turned to look at me, including the little boy. "Are you my daddy?" the little boy said, looking up at me, with ice cream smeared all ov
Kalia. "Nothing really. It was just that while we were in the Park today Ethan started asking about his father. He is very intelligent, you know, Kalia. He sees that the other kids have a mummy and daddy and constantly he asks me what has happened to his daddy." anguish and pain cut through me. This broke my heart, that I was not able to give him a fully functional family. " Can it really be that his father does not want him? Surely." Ella asked, still holding my hand, caressing it gently. " His father doesn't even know he exists," I told told her harshly, taking a deep breath. "Oh, Ella, please don't ask me about him. Not tonight of all nights. I just couldn't bear it. . . ." "For Ethan's sake you must," Ella said gently. "You cannot fob him off forever. Soon he will be old enough for play school, and children can be so unkind. . . ." "One-parent families are nothing unusual these days," I said defensively, "and surely Ethan is better off with me than with two parents who fight