Eric's POVThe first thing I saw the moment I opened my eyes was my tigress' beautiful face. Fuck! This woman was perfect, beautiful, flawless and 100% mine. It had been almost three months since we'd been apart and now, seeing her right there next to me, I felt high. Yeah, she was my drug and I was addicted to her, addicted to the way her lips tasted like honey, addicted to the way her body wrapped around mine perfectly, addicted to the way she made me feel complete.I could hardly believe it, after all that time we were away from each other, after all that hell we both went through, she was in my bed again, our bed. And she was mine again. I ran my fingers through her thick hair as she smiled at me with that smile that took my breath away each time. How did I get so fucking lucky? Even with her hair messy from the wild night we had, she still looked like an angel.Sapphire suddenly straddled me and I felt her naked body against mine, the heat between our bodies was enough to start a
Eric's POVI glanced at my wristwatch, it was almost 8:00pm. Perfect. My tigress should be here any minute, I thought to myself and smiled, straightening my jacket and staring at the beautiful dinner I'd put together on the table. It was more like a feast even. No doubt she was going to love it. I couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she arrived.Tonight was special, very special. I'd set up a nice candlelight dinner for us both, fancy, beautiful, sweet and every other nice synonym you could think of. It was my way of showing her just how much I loved her and appreciated her for coming into my life. The dinner was at the rooftop of one of my family's hotels and the view was breathtaking but not nearly as breathtaking as Sapphire.From up here, I could see the whole city spread out below, the lights twinkling like a million stars and the moon shining more beautifully than it had ever done. The skyline stretched out with pretty cool, tall skyscrapers and a few mid–rise buildin
Eric's POVThe speed with which I raced to the hospital was unmatched by anything I'd ever done before. It was indescribable and sure as hell would've put a gymnast to shame. It was barely 9:00 am and here I was speeding past every damn car on the road. Every traffic light was a torment, every car in my way a personal offense. My heart pounded like a war drum in my chest, echoing the same two words over and over–not Sapphire.The news I received shattered me to my core—she had been found unconscious in the woods, her dress torn and worst of all, she had been raped. My wife had been fucking raped! Fuck! I was in pain, furious and mad at the whole damn world as I drove. I cursed everything and tears stung my eyes. I nearly ran my car into the hospital entrance, screeching to a halt just in time. I didn't bother to park properly. I left it right there, half on the pavement, half on the road."Mr Donovan!" A nurse recognized me as I sprinted through the corridors, barely hearing her over
Sapphire’s POVOne week…Two weeks…Three weeks…It had been three weeks since that unfortunate, traumatic incident and nothing had been the same ever since. In fact, everything had gotten worse since then, if that was even possible. Every night when I closed my eyes, it felt like I was being transported back to that night and although, I couldn’t really see anything then, I felt it. I felt everything that bastard did to me.The feeling of his breath on my neck, his hands all over my body, his lips on me and his… I felt it all. And it was like a never-ending nightmare that I couldn’t escape from, no matter how hard I tried. There was this unshakable feeling of disgust and fear that seemed to cling to me like a stubborn stain refusing to come off no matter how hard I scrubbed. It was like it had become a part of me now. An indispensable part.Sleep became my enemy, running as far away from me as possible. The night was the worst time of my life now. It left me haunted with vivid nightm
Sapphire’s POV“Are you sure you don’t want me to come over?” Jamila asked me, her voice as soft and sweet as ever.I shook my head as if she could see me, my grip on my phone loosening. “No, you don’t have to. I’ll be fine, really.”“Really?”“Yes,” I answered. “I just want to be alone today.”“Oh yeah? And what would you be doing at home today?”I shrugged and said, a little bit unsure, “The usual.”“What’s that? Wallowing in your misery?”I let out a very long, deep sigh and closed my eyes for a moment. “No,” I mouthed, staring into space for what felt like a minute. “I’ll probably…read a book or…watch a movie or better yet…”Jamila saw right through my bullshit and quickly cut me off, “Yeah right. We both know you’ll probably just be lying in bed, staring at the ceiling all day.”“Alright, you caught me,” I uttered in defeat. “But that isn’t such a bad idea, is it?”Jamila let out a sympathetic sigh on the other end of the line. “You know, you don't have to go through this alone.
Sapphire’s POV“No way! There’s no way we’re keeping it!” Eric yelled, turning his back to me and running his hands through his hair, groaning and almost knocking some of the stuff on the dresser.“Eric, listen to me…,” I said, trying to reason with him even though it felt more pointless than a blunt pencil. But he cut me off.“No, you listen to me,” he gruffed, looking at me once again, “Look, I love you so much, Sapphire, too much that I can’t even explain it but there’s no fucking way in hell we’re keeping that thing!”That thing? Oh, he didn’t just say that! How could he call my child, the life growing inside of me a thing? How could he refer to it like it was some object, some lifeless, worthless thing? That was such an insensitive thing to say and as much as I wanted to understand how all of this was hurting him, he needed to understand where I was coming from.For the past one week, we had been having problems regarding this matter and it felt like we were stuck. We weren’t mov
Sapphire’s POV“And where the hell do you think you’re going?” Eric asked, staring so fixedly at me, watching my every move.I didn’t answer him. We were only going to just fight again and say hurtful things to each other. I wasn’t in the mood for that. I just wanted peace and quiet and to be away from him. These days, all we ever did was fight over the same issue. It was exhausting and draining whatever little bit of sanity I had left.With my pillow clutched under my arm and a blanket pressed to my chest, I headed for the door, not bothering to answer Eric’s question. What was the need to anyway? He’d been acting like he didn’t care about me ever since the first we had the fight about my pregnancy. And what’s worse? He didn’t touch me or made a move to since we got the news of my pregnancy.He must have thought I was dirty, filthy and disgusting. He probably considered me to be some kind of damaged goods. And if he didn’t think so earlier, he sure as hell did now just seeing me walk
Sapphire’s POVMy bare feet shuffled through the garden, my fingers grazing the flowers as I ambled further and further away. The cool breeze played with my hair and left the hem of my white dress fluttering in rhythm with it. It tickled my face and I forced a smile, inhaling the rich beautiful fragrance of the flowers.Subconsciously, my hand travelled to my belly, rubbing the inexistent baby bump that only I could see. Perhaps I was delusional, just imagining things but I felt the heart of my baby beating in sync with mine. I felt my child kick, savouring the gentle caresses of the breeze as well.How could Eric possibly expect me to end this beautiful life growing inside of me? I’d die before I let him or anyone else harm my child. I was going to do whatever it took to bring it to this world and give it all the love a mother could give her child. I was going to be the best mother, better than mine and Eric’s.If Eric didn’t wish to be a part of that, then it was his loss. But nothi