Noelle “Noelle,” Kira called, barging into my room. I stood up from the bed as I ran to hug her. “I heard what happened. I'm so sorry.” She muttered, patting my back slowly as I leaned into her hug.Malcolm and I came to my parent's house early this morning and it was true. Emery was dead. I saw the body. From the investigations going in, it was said that she committed suicide.Emery and I were not that close but she did not look like someone who would kill herself.“Dad said it was suicide.” Kira sighed as we broke off from the hug. Confusion was written in her eyes. Every one of us was confused. Malcolm especially, I could see it in his eyes that he was not okay at all.“Yeah. Apparently, she hanged herself. But she drank poison before doing that. The bottle was found near her body.” I explained, still finding it hard to believe. Like, what the fucking hell. Sucide? “And Malcolm?” At the mention of Malcolm, I sighed and walked over to the bed to sit, as my head was spinning. Kir
Noelle I was worried the whole time as Kira and I headed to Garrett's house. What was Mykel talking about? He tended to utter rubbish a lot, but I knew he wasn't bluffing. What suicide note was he talking about?“Ignore Mykel. He's just saying rubbish.” Kira kept uttering to me repeatedly, telling me to calm down. But I just couldn't not until we got to Garrett's place. Malcolm was no longer in the room where Emery's body was kept. He was now standing outside, his eyes bloodshot. From the look of things, he was the only one in the building, everyone had left to give him the space that he needed.“Mal–” I called softly and he abruptly snapped his head to look at me. He looked pissed, angry. His hair was disheveled and his shirt was no longer tucked in. The only puzzle missing was that he was not drunk.“Malcolm, are you okay? I'm so sorry about Emery.” This time it was Kira who spoke. The three of us grew up together and she and Malcolm were pretty close in the past when we were lit
Noelle “Noelle, Noelle, wait up. What the hell?” Kira called after me as I walked straight to my room with tears in my eyes. I walked into the room and was about to slam the door when she caught it with her hand mid-way.“I'm talking to you Noelle, don't tell me you were about to slam the door in my face. What was that for?” She asked, coming into the room as I stared at her in disbelief.“What was what for?” I asked, cleaning the tears from my eyes.“You're going to divorce him!!” She drew out her eyes wide as saucers.“You heard me right. I'm going to ask Dad to prepare the divorce papers.” I confirmed.“But why? Why divorce him? It has clearly not gotten to this stage?”“You saw it all, Kira!!!” I suddenly yelled at her, anger coursing through my veins.“This marriage was a fucking sham and the biggest mistake of my life. Malcolm will never acknowledge me. You saw the look in his eyes. He believed what was in that paper–” I sniffled walking up to Kira and I held her by her should
Noelle “Are you sure about this?” My mother asked me as I stepped out of my room.“Yes, mom. I'm sure.” I forced out a smile at her as she caressed my cheeks lovingly.“If it's about the letter Emery dropped. Don't let it make you feel bad, I know you can't do that. So there's nothing to be scared about.” Mom tried to persuade me, but I already made up my mind, that I was going ahead with the divorce.“It's not that mom–”“You know your dad is already looking into it right?” Of course. He won't allow his only daughter to be accused wrongly.No one believed whatever was in that letter, except from one bastard of course. And it fucking hurt. A lot.“Yes, mom. I'm not divorcing Malcolm because of that. I'm divorcing him because this marriage doesn't feel right.” I stated, locking my door behind me as my mom and I began to head downstairs.I was putting on a beautiful sundress and my hair was packed up in a ponytail.“Is this about Mykel? I saw him around earlier?” She grilled. Mom has
Noelle “Come in.” I cleared my throat, sitting up from my bed. Someone was at the door and it was Kira.I Ignored her earlier and slammed the door on her face before jumping on the bed to cry my eyes out. But I was okay after crying for over two hours. Not particularly okay, but I felt much better.“Thank goodness.” I heard her breathing in relief from the other side of the door before she opened the door and walked in.“Oh. My. Fucking. God. Noelle!!!” She gasped in shock, taking slow steps towards me.“What?” I asked, my voice low and hoarse, and jeez, my throat hurt like hell.“You look like a total mess? Have you looked in the mirror?” She gasped and I frowned, shaking my head.“No, I was in bed when you knocked. I shouldn't have allowed you to come in. Right?” I questioned pointing out the obvious.“Okay okay..” she drew out, raising her hands in surrender as she joined me on the bed.Her blonde hair was also packed upward like mine.“Are you okay?” She asked softly, as I placed
Malcolm It had been days of torment and torture. I just wanted to go back to the night when Noelle wanted to tell me something and then her father called to break the fucking news. The same news that seemed to be ruining everything for me. I was confused. I didn't even know what to think or if what I was doing was the best decision.Like divorcing Noelle. I didn't want to let go of her one bit. But I've hurt her so much and it was best I let go. It would be best for everyone, especially my Mon Fleur. With that, she wouldn't get hurt anymore.My phone vibrated in my pocket and I checked to see the caller. She had been calling nonstop for three days now. And I had been ignoring her. She just wouldn't give up, would she?“Hello?” My voice rang in the hallways as I slowly brought the phone up to my ears.“So you've finally decided to pick up right??” She yelled.“Whatever you have to say. Spill. I'm busy.” I uttered impatiently. If she said anything irrelevant, I would end the call on h
NoelleI was on my way to my parents room when I bumped into Malcolm. I asked him about my stuff and he shamelessly admitted to arranging them, that only meant he was the bastard that took my underwear or stole rather.I checked my lingerie bag and noticed that three were missing. “Pervert,” I mumbled under my breath, going straight to my parents room.I had almost gotten there when I bumped into another trouble yet again. Noah.I frowned the moment I saw him. Me bumping into him only meant one thing, questions. Fucking questions.“Sis–” He called, a smile gracing his face. One thing was that I would never admit he was good-looking. Like eww.“What is it Noah, spill. I'm going to see mom.” I said impatiently as I paused.“Finally some listening ears. No one is willing to tell me exactly what's going on in this house.” He groaned.“That's because you need to focus on your books. Study Noah!!” I spelled it out for him. He was smart though, I'd give him that. Just reckless.“So what hap
Noelle“Dad,” I called in surprise, standing up to my feet as Dad closed the door behind him.“What are both going to convince me of?” He asked curiously, walking up to Mom as he planted a kiss on her forehead. My heart warmed as I smiled at that.“How are you, Princess?” He turned to hug me and I hugged him back.“I'm fine Daddy.” I hummed softly.“You’ve lost a lot of weight. I should probably break that fucker’s nose.” He uttered as I laughed, breaking off from the hug.“Nolan!!” Mom called, standing up to her feet as I laughed.“What dear? Our daughter is hurting because of him. How dare he hurt her?” He muttered in displeasure as Mom slowly held his hand.“She’s home with us now and Malcolm is definitely going through a lot. His mate just died.” Mom muttered under her breath.“And my daughter did not kill her.” Dad chimed in. “If he comes near you again, I'll kill him. I'm only letting him off because your mother has a soft spot for him.” Dad said meaningfully, pursing his lips,
Malcolm “What are you doing? This is sick!!!” The other man suddenly yelled, frustration laced in his voice as I chuckled.“You can ask him.” I pointed at Mykel. “He'll confirm that I'm really sick.” I added, collecting the knife from Kaid. I was sick. I didn't think when it came to Noelle. First of all, I was already fucking pissed because of Millie and they just added salt to the wound.“Enough of playing around.” I stated, grabbing him by his chain, I tilted his head up and drove the knife right through his eye that he was trying so hard to keep closed. He wailed loudly more than ever, his blood splattering on my shirt and hand. I dragged out the knife, his eye following suit.Forcing his mouth open, I pushed the knife into his mouth, leaving his eye there before bringing out my knife.“Now you're officially blind.” I announced, kicking him to the ground.“Hope you're enjoying the show Mykel?” I smiled at Mykel who only rolled his eyes at me. He still had his fucking pride with hi
Malcolm “Malcolm!” Noelle shouted as I charged at the other man, pummeling him with punches. His friend was already lying half dead on the ground, bloodied and battered. I made sure to give him a good beating and his friend was going to get the same.“Malcolm. Stop this madness.” Noelle screamed in horror as Kai held her back from running towards me. He knew better than to let her go. I was fucking angry and needed something to pour my anger. Those fuckers were the perfect outlets for my pent-up anger and I was going to make sure to pour it all on them..“Kai, let me go now. Can't you see he's getting hurt?” No, I wasn't hurt. My fists were stained with blood, their blood, not mine. I didn't feel any pain, all I felt was bloodlust, the need to kill the men who stared at my wife inappropriately.“Kai, your keys.” I panted standing up straight, releasing the bastard I was beating up in the process, his limp body falling weakly to the ground.Kai nodded, reaching out of his pockets. He
Malcolm Like Emery cheating was not enough, Millie also fucking knew about it. She was my fucking sister and if she knew the lady I was marrying was cheating on me, she should have told me. We are siblings for fuck sake. Kai had to be mistaken. It was just not possible. Not in any fucking way.“You've got to be mistaking Kai. If Millie knew, there's no way she could have hidden it from me.” I stated in a deadpan voice. It was fucking not possible for her to hide such a thing from me.“I spoke to Callum directly, Mal. He and Millie were always fighting in their relationship and Emery was the main cause of it all. Millie is too problematic and he feels more peaceful with Emery. He claimed he loved her so much and is still mourning her death. He thinks there's no way Emery would have committed suicide.” I thought as much. She was never the type to decide and kill herself.“Emery ran away from the wedding because she couldn't bear to be with you when she loved another man. She didn't wan
NoelleI stood in front of the mirror, getting dressed to leave for the bar with Malcolm.As I stood in front of the mirror, getting dressed to hit the bar with Malcolm, I slipped on my red halter-top dress. The fitted bodice hugged my curves, and the short, flirty skirt would surely turn heads. I paired it with black heels, adding a few inches to my height, and finished the look with a bold, silver necklace.My long, ginger-red hair cascaded down my back in loose waves, and I swiped on a bold lip color to complete the look. I'd been planning on booking an appointment at the salon so I could straighten my hair. I preferred it straight. I could do it myself, but I didn't want to get tired halfway.Just as I was finishing up, Malcolm walked into the room. His eyes scanned me from head to toe, filled with admiration."Wow, you look incredible," he said, his voice low and husky as he slowly approached me.I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. I loved hearing his compliment. "Thanks, Ma
Noelle I moan into my pillow as I wake up the next morning. My whole body ached, like literally everywhere. Sex with Malcolm was like discovering new things, like discovering new places in my body that I didn't even know existed. “I'll see if we can meet up, later. In the evening. What do you say?” I heard Malcolm's voice. That was what woke me up in the first place. The sound of his phone ringing.“Send me the address. See you.” I heard a beeping sound after he ended the call. The bed fumbled and I felt his hand around my naked waist under the bed covers. He cleaned me up after fucking me last night. I was too tired to keep my eyes open, but I could feel the softness of the wet cloth on my body before I fell into a deep slumber.I don't know why, but I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. I felt his hot breath on my neck, his hands on my pussy which he began to stroke slowly with his finger. Feeling his hot breath and his skin on mine already got me wet in a matter of se
Malcolm A moan escaped my lips, the moment she wrapped her hands around my neck, kissing me hard. I kissed her back, hungrily and dirty like I wanted to take her breath away.She groaned, changing her sitting position from the bed to my lap, so she could straddle me. “No panties?” I raised a brow at her the moment she sat on my lap. I could feel her wetness as she sat on me. She was waiting for me to fuck her after all.“No one said I was obligated to wear them and I just saved you the stress of ripping them.” She smiled, leaning forward seductively to kiss my chin.“I never asked you to do that and you love it when I rip them off,” I stated, my lips finding their way back to hers, I always got her new ones. I've seriously lost count of how many I've torn. So I got her new designer panties. She tasted so fucking good. Kissing those delicious lips, seemed to taste even better every day.“I’m going to fuck your ass, while you ride on my fingers, baby,” I mumbled in between the kiss a
NoelleThe moment we got home, Malcolm ushered me to the shower where he helped me wash up, after that he dressed me up and carried me to bed, asking me to sleep.Well, I didn't sleep almost immediately. I brought out my phone to call my Dad. He was still very displeased, but I assured him that I was fine and all. He finally calmed down and asked me to call him if anything came up. I know Malcolm would not hurt me. He won't. He loved me as much as I loved him, and things would get much better, now we've accepted each other's feelings.After putting me to bed and saw that I was not sleeping. He made me dinner and fed me. We actually fed each other. He left just thirty minutes ago with his laptop, saying he had office work to deal with.I still didn't sleep, because I was not feeling sleepy at all. After playing some levels of Candy Crush, I decided to go online and my eyes caught an article ‘ HOW TO MAKE HIM FEEL LOVED.’ Curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to check it out.I b
Noelle “Why?” Malcolm asked after I requested to see Mykel. “Because I want to.” I mumbled clutching my purse. He was going to take me there, to see the bastard that has caused me so much pain. That was if Mykel was still alive.My eyes squinted, “is he even alive?” “Yes, I've not killed him yet.” “Good.” I flashed a smile at Malcolm. I knew Dad was still angry, he might have left, but he was still angry. Mom would calm him down and I'd call him later to talk to him.“Let's go.” I gestured at Malcolm as we began to walk towards the door.“I'm coming with you guys,” Noah announced gingerly as I glared at him. “No, you're not.” I rolled my eyes as Malcolm and I began to walk out the door.“Yes, I am.” He insisted, walking behind us. I said nothing to him afterward. I didn't have the time and strength to start arguing with Noah, so I just let him come along with us I already knew that Mykel was kept in my father's dungeon. He allowed Malcolm to use one of the cells. We soon arrived
Malcolm I expected all of this to happen. I knew her parents would be pissed at me. Especially her father. I had put myself in their shoes and if I had a daughter as precious as Noelle, I would equally be angry.But seriously, I was repentant. I had realized my mistake that pushing her away never helped. It only hurt her and I was going to learn from that mistake. No matter what. I won't push her away. We were going to overcome everything together.And did I mention that her father got powerful punches? I broke my nose. Shit.“Noelle, go upstairs now.” He instructed and Noelle glanced at him in surprise.“Dad,” she called in disbelief.“You heard me right? Go upstairs. You won't remain married to him. I'm going to make sure of it.” He stated in a resolved tone. He was angry and meant every word he said.But too bad I would literally turn into a beast when it came to hurting my wife or if someone tried to come between us. I didn't think when it came to Noelle. She was mine and no one