ZARA POVStillness seized me as a tremor ran through my body.I wanted Samuel so much that it was almost a living thing, pulsing with rhythmic intensity through my veins. I was drenched in longing, and every fiber of my being was attentionally waiting for his touch. My skin screamed with goosebumps, expecting his caress. The very air rippled with vibrations, the silence pregnant between us; we both knew that the very destiny of our love hung in the balance.Before a word escaped my lips, he was there: lips crashing onto mine, as an athlete would on finishing the race, leaving him gasping for breath, with the similar intensity I felt in case his kiss ever threatened to choke the very breath out of me. The kiss was alive, in a frenzy of flames, almost with intent to scorch me in its heat, tempestuous waves of passion that pulled me into a swirling vortex, rendering me helpless, powerless, at his total mercy.Life depended on it for him; it was the only thing that could make him survive-
SAMUEL POVAn extravagant penthouse situated at a distance from the clamorous city life, with dim street lights. Sunlight set in the room, with long seductive shadows portraying the dreamy bed and the curvaceous body of Zara lounging upon it. Temptation incarnate with long fiery red hair falling on bare shoulders and green emerald eyes sparkling with mischief.My will failed me. I strode across the room, heart roaring in my chest like a wild drum. Heat waves poured off Zara's body, stoking the fires of my soul. I seized her waist and brought her closer to myself. A fiery kiss smoldering with the sweetness of tender sensations upon the touch with her lips melted every bit of me-and then, they melted into me. Her lips parted to grant access to my tongue, which glided within the sweet recesses of her mouth.With the kiss still in motion, my hands explored her body against the contours and bends of her frame draped with little silk cloth. A pulse in her breast could be felt matching mine.
SAMUEL POVZara's expression was one of such primal fright as I stood there staring at it, that a wave of disbelief swept over my body. "Are you wanting to kill me just because you're actually paying me?" she actually complained; her voice trembled, as she stepped away and her eyes opened wide with terror.Raising my brow incredulous, I replied: "I have no idea whatsoever what you're talking about." Calm, measured, even as I struggled to fathom the depth of her paranoia, my voice had all the calmness of the individual alienated from the emotions that seemed to be swirling around me, taking a step nearer to her, eyes upon hers, saying: "Please go back to the bed, so we can continue what I was doing.”But Zara's expression only became more frightening; her eyes spoke of desperate panic and fear. Shaking her head, her voice barely a whisper, "I wasn't even considering...Zara, I sleep with girls with menstruation, talk less of a little blood, dear," I said, my voice dripping with disdain,
SAMUEL POVThe entire time, I simply stared at the exhausted girl. Zara was lying there, motionless, chest rising and falling with labored breaths; her whole body felt like the effect of all the things that had occurred between us up to that point. The silence in the air was made heavy by all the emotions we felt; it seemed to be a live entity that inhabited the space between us.With me, however, it was done. Done. I was clothed, moving softly with the rustling fabric that now formed a stark contrast with the silence. Leaving Zara to her weary slumber, I began to prepare for my departure.As I reached for the door, however, my hands instinctively dipped into my back pocket, my fingers closing around a crumpled wad of dollars. They were old papers, and worn and creased, whose edges frayed from spending. With a swift, almost cruel movement, I flung the money onto Zara's face, making it flutter down like autumn leaves, each one a tiny, insignificant thing.A sharp and startling smack wa
SAMUEL POVLike, all my thoughts were running amok in connection with that tormented video, and a little voice made itself heard in my subconscious. What did Zara do? Did she get me in a trap? I asked myself, thoughts swirling through suspicion, anger, and a little self-doubt.Picking my other phone, I quickly punched Zara's number. Ring! I heard it, slicing through the silence. Zara answered, but before I could speak, she hung up the phone. Frustration rushed through me, further fueling my anger.I tried again, this time using a different number. Zara picked it up. "Hello?" her voice was tense but cautious. "Hello, Zara," I said, my voice firm but controlled. "What's the problem?" she responded, her tone drenching with attitude, her mixed tone of defiance and hostility.It lit up a little surprise in me. "Are we fighting, Zara?" I shot back with a little confusion and concern in my voice. It caught me a little off guard because of how hostile she was.Zara just laughed instead. "Haha
JENNY POVI was thinking when the sharp blast of a motor-horn cleaved the air into pieces. My heart raced faster recognizing the familiar sound of Adrian's car horn. I knew he was back, and an excitement swept over me, as if some burden had lifted off my shoulders. I could not wait to see my husband.I dashed through my hurried feet and reached the entrance of my house almost instantly. I reached there in a hurry and found Adrian coming from his car. His figure was as tall as the car did not have. Yet for such a gigantic stature, there were marks of stress and, plain to see, the weariness in his eyes. My heart, on the contrary, was full of feeling and sympathy for him."You are back, honey," my voice thick with emotion as I held him close against me. He hugged me tight, and exclaimed, "Thank you, my love," grazing my forehead with his lips while I shivered from the sensation.Everything seemed to drift far into the background; it was just a lovely space that had come alive through the
JENNY POVAs my head leaned closer towards him, my eyes facing his offended curiosity led me to ask, "What did you do then?" My voice was almost a whisper, my words heavy with anticipation for him to reveal the next chapter. He smiled, that sly yet mischievous glint in his eyes, and began speaking."Zara told me the plan of Samuel," he said, and sure enough, that was how he had come here putting his life at stake. "And so we came up with another plan." At that point he paused grandly, as if to relish a moment. "Guess, baby?" he teased with a twinkle of amusement in his eye.I shook my head in a guess but tried to fathom what they might have done. "You guys confronted him?" I suggested hesitantly, my voice uncertain.He chuckled slowly, shaking his head. "No, dear," he said, his voice smooth, dripping with sophistication. "We acted it to be so real, but it was actually edited." The proud glint in his eyes showed he felt like they had done something clever. "And we called a photographe
JENNY POV"My love, I received a text from the Dubai government telling me that the proposal will be tomorrow," Adrian said in a very excited and urgent tone as he walked into the room, his face shining with both excitement and anticipation. "Ahhh," I exclaimed, my voice shocked at such an abrupt change of plans. "They changed the date, love?" I asked, my brows knitting with confusion as I tried to figure out this turn of events."So I thought it would be two weeks later?" I wondered out loud, looking for clarification on the new timing. "Yes, but I just got an email now, so it would be tomorrow," he said quietly, matter-of-fact and informing me of his latest news. "Alright then, no problem," I replied in resigned acquiescence, accepting this new timetable.I walked to the kitchen to prepare something for Isaac and the others while my husband followed behind, the sound of light footsteps trailing in the quiet. Night had fallen outside the kitchen, dark and desolate yet warm and busy w
CHAPTER245JENNY POVLooking at me, completely aghast, Grace's eyes widened with her smile. "Oh, yes," she said. "I have been watching you two for quite some time. I know about the little marriage you have with each other and I know how you both can drive a wedge into each other's side."Adrian's expression was like dusk, with his eyes blazing out all his pent-up wrath. "Touch her and your death will be at your door," he commanded.She chuckled gleefully, "Oh, but you have. I've been your model servant, pretending all along, just biding my time to strike and watch the disarray of your union as your history unfolds."I shivered at her words. Was this marriage truly in danger? Would Grace really fracture everything we had built together?Grace's words made me miserable with indecision. Surely, she wouldn't have done that. I looked towards Adrian to see how this would have affected him, but his face reflected no such expression- it had a strict seriousness."You will not lift a finger to
JENNY POVWe strolled to the living room and there, illuminated by the soft glow of the lights illuminating the path from the entrance, we found Grace (or so she claimed) standing with head downcast, turning eyes to the floor in a gesture of abandonment and with shoulders slumped in an act of discomfiture. "Good day, sir and ma'am," she addressed, her whisper almost inaudible, trembling slightly as she spoke, the words formed by hardly fluttering lips."Yea, Grace," he replied in a neutral tone, without a discernible expression, right when we sat together, as I was sitting on him, arms wrapped around me while holding me to himself, a hand softly placed on my stomach. Adrian then turned to Scarlett, his eyes narrowing as he studied her with a furrowed, working overtime with his brain to decode whatever she was ruminating upon."Grace, who are you?" he asked in a commanding tone that seemed to challenge such pronouncement, laced with some measure of skepticism, his tone even dripping wi
JENNY POVThe onset of this incident will forever remain my awakening hour, with the night still darkened. I became more aware of my surroundings, with the first thing in sight being Adrian, my husband, seated next to me with a most concerned look on his face. That dim bedside lamp light warmed him, throwing the depths of his worry into bold relief."What happened?" I pictured me demanding, but my voice was edged with confusion and alarm. Just as I attempted to rise, dizziness would encompass me, my husband's hands there to gently yet quite firmly assist me."You fell; you fainted," Adrian said. I kept on repeating it to myself in an attempt to fathom what it meant to faint. "I fainted?" I was finally able to whisper, the word now hanging in the air as if challenging my perception.He looked at me for a long moment, concerned but slightly annoyed. "Yes, love," he said gently but firmly. "I've told you to take it easy on yourself." Even as his tone reproached, his eyes showed the quick
JENNY POVMonica left my mother behind, with Grace, the maid, for services in the house. The next day, I woke as if with no energy; my body felt heavy and completely pregnant. "Honey," I called, sweet and gentle, hoping that Adrian would respond. But there was only silence. I waited for a moment expecting him to walk into the bedroom, but nothing.Sighing, I arise and manage to put all my strength into moving toward the kitchen. The instant Grace saw me walk through, she seemed to stop whatever the action was that she was engaged in and smiled, saying "Good morning, ma'am." In that voice, there was this plural, respectful and welcoming tone. I returned the gesture but instinctively put my hands on my huge tummy to rub it while feeling kicks from the baby inside. "Good morning, dear," I added just to sound a little more cheerful than I really felt.It was an exceptionally warm and inviting room that within one breath, would include coffee brewing. I found my usual place on the table an
ADRIAN POVIn the warmth of home, the weak lights of evening embraced us in lazy comfort. "Well, this is home; I was checking on Jenny," I muttered, sadly and tenderly gazing at her with concern. "No need to worry, babe. Jenny was fine," I comforted him with a smile, gently pulling him into hugs.As we moved on toward the room, the only sound from out two feet padding softly across the floor. "We need to hire a maid," I soothingly suggested, trying to approach the subject slowly. But Jenny interrupted, her voice very clear and very strong. "No, baby. I can do all the housework," she opposed right away, with a determined glint in her eyes that dared me to argue with her.My heart reeked of love and guilt towards her. I smiled sweetly and said, "No, my love-no." "You are expecting and I cannot allow you to submit yourself to doing that." Please, let me take care of this." I pleaded as I caressed her hair softly, as though that might somehow soften her resolute spirit.She regarded my w
ADRIAN POVFour hours later, the wait finally ended. Dr. Dazzy walked out of the emergency room, a mask of professionalism on his face, his eyes revealing but a sliver of concern. He called out my name, voice laden with reassuring authority like a lifeline thrown to a drowning man, "Mr...?" Suddenly his gaze shifted towards the waiting area, raking in one after the other until at last, it rested on yours truly.I jumped up, my heart racing. Oh yeah, that's me, I whispered back. "How is she? How's Jenny?" The floodgates burst open.The treatment softened the doctor's looks a bit as he nodded. "I'm with your wife now," he said, almost holding out a glimmer of hope. "Let's talk," he said, sending a gesture toward one of the waiting room's quiet corners. My heart drummed in my chest like a drummer preparing for some primitive ritual. What was he going to say? Was Jenny okay? The uncertainty was murder.I quickly marched into the doctor's office, purposeful stride like a man on a mission,
ADRIAN POVAs we lay there, Jenny's body tensed, muscles broiling under the skin like waves about to crest. A grotesque distortion of her face came into view as her eyes were closed shut, and a strangled, guttural cry, "Hpppp!" escaped her lips, followed closely by a heartbreaking wrenching sound. This tearing sound ripped irrevocably through the very fabric of that moment. Eyes that once sparkled with humor and fun turned into tight, scrunched-up furrows of mixed terror and discomfort." And I, exhilarated, turned toward her, speaking soft, reassuring words, almost like a summer's warm, gentle breeze."What is it, baby?" I asked, leniently. Distracted by pain, Jenny barely perceived my touch as I brushed a straining hand from her forehead. In that instant, I felt an electric jolt through my fingers. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she gazed up at me- her expression blurred and hazy, breathing labored. Each rise and fall of her chest steered with ragged breaths alongside cowering flickeri
ADRIAN POVFive months laterSoftly I entered the room calling for my wife. "Honey," I said very softly, very lovingly. "I'm over here, baby," she said, warm and inviting, as I turned in the direction of her voice.Jenny was in the room, snacking and gently rubbing her stomach. She had dancing happiness in her eyes, and her face shone with a glorious smile. I, at that moment, couldn't help but smile back at her, as time seemed to make my love grow stronger for her."You are eating too much baby," I said, staring right at her, mischief ringing in my voice."Funny. It's that time of the baby." She replied, "I'm eating for two now, you know." And I laughed and shook my head, awestruck by the miracle in her womb.Looking at her, he could not stop the gratitude that he felt for all that was in store for the couple. The joy of becoming parents was getting real for them, and the dreamy excitement of meeting their little one was almost tangible. Then Jenny held my hand, intertwining her finge
ADRIAN POVAll fit to burst with happy joy, and really not in any way able to keep joy controlled, I ran straight towards Jenny's ward; and my heart beat like a train's wheels running on the tracks. Cracked the door ajar, I peeped in. But, no sooner did my eyes lay on my beautiful wife lying down there, with her eyes locked onto the television-"Honey," I called softly so as not to startle her.She turned her gaze to me, and a slight smile fell across her lips. "Yea," she replied soft and gentle. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat on it beside her, our eyes shining into each other. I was lost staring into those beautiful eyes and getting all the more lovely toward her.Before the evils of my mind settle, I kissed her lips very lightly, "I love you very much," he whispered-voice barely audible as he choked with emotion. She smiled and wrapped her arms around me, drawing in tighter. "I love you too," she murmured, still kissing me.Kissing her made euphoria and gratification wrap aro