~ CharlesI was dead serious, but it seemed as if my question had sent Megan into a state of shock as her eyes remained unblinking.“I mean, we could be friends with benefits, you know,” I tried to cajole her.At long last, Megan blinked, but a tear escorted it. “Charles, you jerk. How is becoming one of your bedmates going to be beneficial to me?” She asked, her voice rising. “Can you assure me that I would be the only one? Huh? Answer, Charles.”I couldn’t answer her. Neither could I look her in the eyes. Because deep down, I wasn’t sure I wanted to commit just yet. Megan didn’t know it, but she was the first woman I was sleeping with in weeks. All through the time Janette was with me, she couldn’t make me sleep with her, and it had been that way for some time now.I had tried to sleep with countless ladies, but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to, no matter how hard I tried. So, I assumed it had something to do with Megan.True to my speculation, I was only able to sleep wi
~ Charles“That car,” Megan muttered, “that car looks exactly like the one that knocked down my late friend Jenny.”My heart leaped into my mouth as I felt my pulse quicken. “Wh-what? No, it can’t be,” I tried to hide my stutter.Megan, however, was not convinced. She pointed insistently at the car. “No, it has to be.”At that moment, I lost my voice. My heart racing, fear that I might have gotten caught, but before Megan could press on the matter, an unexpected help came for me.Jake began with a chuckle, “Megs. What are you talking about? That’s my car.”His admission shocked me to the bones. We were only three that went for that trip, and it was my car that was parked in the background, not Jake’s. But I kept quiet, waiting to see where it was leading.“What?” Megan sounded as confused as I looked.“That’s my car,” Jake admitted confidently, “and it was last in use the week of the camping trip before I returned to England.”Megan’s argument instantly weakened. She looked dejected a
~ CharlesFeeling suffocated in my room, I stepped out and went to the rooftop to stargaze. It was something I did whenever I had something on my mind.Hands in pockets, I was lost in contemplation, I didn’t notice Megan’s presence until she spoke softly behind me.“Charles, why are you here all by yourself? Is everything okay?”I turned to find her standing there, concern etched on her face. Her white nightgown danced with the wind like a sea on a windy day.Her eyes, a reflection of true empathy, seemed to pierce through the thick layers of my guilt.I tried to force a reassuring smile, but the weight on my shoulders made my attempts useless.“Just… dealing with some things,” I mumbled, my gaze shifting to the sparkling city of stars above.Megan stepped closer, her hand gently resting on my arm. “You know, Charles, you can talk to me. I’m here for you.”The sincerity In her voice tugged at my heart, and for a moment, I considered opening up to her. But the fear of her reaction to m
~ Charles“Charles, I’m sorry for my father’s shameful act. It’s not right for him to burden you with our family’s financial issues.”I leaned black in my chair, studying Megan’s expression, she looked genuinely upset by everything that was happening. “Megan, it’s okay. We’re family and family helps each other in time of need. Besides, the amount your father requested is not a significant amount for me. McCall Technologies makes that amount in hours.”She shook her head, her expression still troubled. “It’s not about money, Charles. It is about dignity and pride that my father seems to lack right now. He shouldn’t have come to you for help. It is embarrassing.”I reached out and gently took Megan’s hand. “Megan, your father is going through a tough time. It is not a shameful act to ask family members for assistance when one is in a tight position. Don’t you think it is better that he kept it within the family?”Megan looked down for a moment, then lifted her gaze to meet mine. “Thank
~ MeganCharles and I ran out of the house in a hurry after we heard the news. It was still quite early in the morning, I was just getting out of the bathroom when Charles came knocking at my door.He gave me barely five minutes to get ready so we could go to the hospital . I quickly threw on some clothes and joined him outside. The air was crisp, and a sense of urgency filled the atmosphere.The drive to the hospital was filled with anticipation and nervous energy. Neither of us spoke much, lost in our thoughts about what and what the future might hold for their family.As we entered the hospital, the receptionist informed us that Charles’ father had been moved to a private room. We made our way through the corridors, reaching the room where Charles’ father was now conscious.The sight of him awake was a relief to us. It had been such a long since we’d seen him that way. Mr. McCall, looked weak but managed to put forth a faint smile as we entered the VIP room. Charles rushed to his s
~ MeganMy mother-in-law was here uninvited, and her presence cast a sudden shadow over the joyful atmosphere that was buzzing a few seconds ago. The tension in the room escalated, and everyone exchanged uncomfortable glances.“What are you doing here, Mom?” Charles asked, clearly displeased by her unexpected appearance. “This is a private dinner, and before you begin hurling accusations, I want you to know that it was my decision not to invite you.”I looked at him, surprised by his lie. He had no idea that I had all this planned, so there was no way he had access to the guest list. He was just defending me as always. My heart thumped in my chest as Charles had again stirred something in me.Mrs. Bianca was a woman known for her sharp tongue, and it was no longer a secret that she didn’t approve of my marriage with Charles and many aspects of his life in general.As usual, she was dressed as if she were attending an award show. Her expression was elegant but cold and seemed to be jud
~ Megan R18“Charles—” Bianca tried to argue but Charles made the move to leave, forcing her to leave.“I will leave the gift in the living room, Charles,” Bianca said with a downbeat tone then she gave me one last glance one with an encrypted meaning that I could decode: it wasn’t over yet.She left the house shortly after and Charles couldn’t help but remain moody afterward. All attempts to lighten his spirit failed until eventually, everyone had to leave.When they were gone, Charles retired to his room forgetting the cake he was yet to cut. I was obligated to ensure he did that, so I took the palm-sized cake and went to his door.“I don’t want to be disturbed,” he grumbled from inside the room in response to my knocking.“I promise I won’t be disturbing you, “ I said trying to cajole him.As if Charles was waiting for me, he quickly opened the door. “Megan…” His eyes trailed down to the lit cake in my hold and they instantly became warmer. “You didn’t have to.”“But I did,” I said
~ CharlesIn the morning, I turned to my side with a yawn and found Megan peacefully cuddled up in the corner , snoring softly. It was then I recalled the activities of the past night and I found myself smiling.I climbed out of bed to go to bathroom and after I returned, I decided to go downstairs discreetly, not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty in my bed.It was a beautiful morning , and the sun was casting a warm hue over everything. I made my way to the kitchen to pour myself a cup of coffee when I randomly met the chef. We exchanged greetings but before he could escape my grasp, I got a bright idea.“Make me a simple British breakfast, I would like to serve my wife in bed,” I told him.The chef smiled, “of course, sir. Right away.”I thanked him then proceeded to the living room to wait for the breakfast to be ready. While I waited, I decided to check my phone for any urgent messages. As usual, there was. My assistant had already sent me a message as early as 5 o’clock in the