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
40.Jake.A few days ago. My private investigator had just gotten back to me on Kalia's background. "So boss, I have some news." he had said, even his voice seemed troubled. "What's going on?" "Kalia is not really who you think she is who we all think she is." "Whats that supposed to mean?" "Well I did a little digging like you asked, it took a lot for me to get her file." Leo started, but I was running out of patience, " She is not really Kiari's daughter.""What doea that mean?" "I got a hold of Kiari's file, he was never married, he could not be able to have biological children, he adopted Kalia." Leo paused for a minute, letting the words sink in. It was all starting to make sense, I knew something was off about her story, and how she talked about her mom. " Kalia's parents died when she was only six years old, her mother died in a car accident, hit and run, and her father died a few weeks later.""Woow,that must have done a number on her." i said feeling sorry for Kalia,
Jake. It had been over nine months since Kalia dissappeared with no trace at all. It was like she had never even existed. But I never gave up, I still had people out looking for her. I stood by my bedroom window, or atleast what used to be our bedroom window, overlooking out, looking at the sky. It was a beautiful morning, and I could not stop thinking about her today..She must have already had the baby by now. My baby. Now looking back, none of this things mattered anymore, I had fought for my company which was not hard given Kalia left me half the company she shares that she owned before she disappeared. I had everything I ever wanted except her, I was in love with her and she was all I could think about. Wondering if she was okay, if my child was okay. "Hey," my mom said rubbing my shoulders gently from behind me. I had been so absent minded that I never even heard her get into my room. She stood next to me and we stood there together in silence, we understood each other a
44.Eric. I sat in the hospital parking lot for what felt like eternity, part of me wanted to drive back and act like I had never gotten this information. I wished I had not pushed Naima to be honest with me. But Kalia was my best friend, she was like family, like my own sister. I had to warn her. I slowly got out of the car, suddenly feeling a slight headache. I walked to the reception, but before I could talk to anyone, I spotted her and she ran towards me excited, all smiles. "Hey, you didn't have to come." she said, as she hugged me as she led me to a bench and we sat down. "I know, but what kind of friend would I be if I was not there for you when you needed me most?" she said, taking my hands in hers. "Thank you for coming, it really means alot that you are here." she said in tears. "But no crying please, I don't want to see any tears on your beautiful face." She just looked up at me with her big brown eyes, and smiled. "I love you." she whispered"I actually wanted to
The night was heavy with stillness, the kind that made every sound feel amplified and every thought reverberate like an echo in a cavern. Anna sat cross-legged on the edge of her bed in the guest room of her parents' house, her hands absently toying with the delicate lace of her wedding veil draped over her lap. The moonlight streaming through the window painted silvery streaks across her face, illuminating the turmoil in her eyes. Tomorrow, she would be married. Tonight, she wasn’t sure if she was ready.The house was quiet, save for the occasional creak of the old wood floors and the muffled hum of her father’s television in the den downstairs. Her mother had gone to bed hours ago, reminding Anna in her usual efficient manner to get some rest for "the big day." But how could she? Her mind was a storm, a whirlwind of questions and doubts she had kept at bay for months but now seemed impossible to ignore.Anna stood up and walked to the window, pushing it open to let the crisp December
Jake. The different lights of the club flashed in circles on the dance floor, casting a sickly glow over the crowd. The bass of the music reverberated through the floor, vibrating the glass of whiskey in my hand as i slammed it down, beckoning the bartender for another.I didn’t care for the taste anymore, the burn in my throat that felt like a fire that never quite went out. It was a reminder of the way i felt inside raw, scorching, and too damn much to handle. The glass was empty before i could think about it, and the bartender didn’t even look at me as he slid another one over to me.I could feel his eyes on me a couple of times, maybe judging me. “Tomorrow,” i muttered, almost to myself, staring at the amber liquid as though it held all the answers to my agony and pain. Tomorrow, she was getting married. Kalia was getting married. It sounded like a bad dream only that it was infact happening. She was getting married. Not to me. Never to me.She had made that abundantly clear.
Kalia.It had been a day since I found out I was pregnant, I kept hoping it was the hormone imbalance and weather and food, but none of it really mattered. I was pregnant with Jake's baby. I was dying to talk to someone, tell someone else and get advice on what to do. But I didn't really have any friends, so I thought about telling Maria, she was close to Jake, maybe she would help me break the news to him. I paced back and forth in the kitchen, my hands fidgeting as they clasped and unclasped, fingers twisting in anxious rhythms.The weight of the news I carried hung heavily on my chest, threatening to burst out in a rush of words that I hadn’t yet gathered the courage to speak. The pregnancy test had been sitting on the bathroom counter for hours now, its two pink lines glaring up at me like a truth I couldn’t avoid. I was pregnant. And the father was Jake. I leaned against the counter, my breathing shallow as I tried to make sense of the storm of emotions raging inside of me .
Naima. I was certain she had seen me, our eyes met or maybe I was imagining it. The last thing I needed was for Kalia to find out I was in bed with Eric, her best friend. I sat at the kitchen table, my hands curled around a mug of tea that had long gone cold. The quiet hum of the refrigerator was the only sound in the room, but my mind was louder. A familiar unease had settled in my stomach, one I had come to know well over the past year, ever since my daughter Bella died. What was she doing here? At this hour? They had been talking in that car for a while now, and I was dying to know what they were talking about.I had loved Jake, he meant the world to me and no matter how many fights we had, how many times we broke up, we always found our way back to each other. I had thought that was, what was going on during our last break after we lost Bella. I was the one that initiated the break, I needed time to heal and mourn my daughter, but I never expected him to move on, love someone
Jake.Flashback to when Bella died. I knew I was being unfair to Kalia, being harsh. But I needed to if I was going to get through this. I was in love with her, she was all. I could think about every morning I woke up and every night I went to bed. But I needed to look at her as an enemy, because that is what she was. I was just laying there, on my bed just staring at the ceiling. It was raining heavily outside. The sound of rain pattering against the window pulled me from the haze of sleep, but the stillness that followed was suffocating. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor, my heart heavy as i tried to gather myself for another day. The quiet house, dimly lit by the morning light, felt too large, too empty. There was a time when it buzzed with life, when laughter bounced off the walls, and tiny footsteps echoed down the hallway. I exhaled slowly, trying to shake off the familiar ache that had settled deep in my chest. Yet, despite my efforts to remain in the p
Jake. I knew having that conversation was not going to end well, I didn't want to have the conversation but Kalia always knew how to push my limits. I was about to follow her when my phone beeped, it was from Paul. He knew I was at the hospital and he was not supposed to call unless it was an emergency, so I knew it must have been an emergency. I sat back down and dialled his number, he picked on the first ring. "Hey, Paul." I said, "What's going on?" "It's your father Jake, he is gone." my whole body froze at the mention of my dad. I had not seen that man for almost over a year, he always tried to reach out to me, wanted to talk, but I had no interest. I sat there my whole body suddenly cold. "Jake, are you there?" Paul said bringing me back to reality. "Yes," I said, trying to control my voice, "How did he die?" I finally asked through my crooked voice. I never had imagined over the years, what would happen if my father died especially the early years, but nothing really e