Noelle My head was a hassle throughout work, no matter how I tried, I couldn't get my head off the text that I received.RUN ALL I CAN? The more I thought about it, the more and more I became more confused and scared. I have spent just three days in New York and haven't made any friends, so how???The number was from a private number, making it untrackable, after so much thinking, I decided that it was probably a mistake. Or so I convinced myself to believe to feel better.The day passed in a blur and my eyes were still fixed on the computer when I heard a tap on my table. I lifted my head to see Hayden standing there with a smile on his face.The guy had been so nice to me, he made sure to put me through a few things after he came back from his presentation, took me out for lunch, and showed me around, all the while Taylor kept glaring at me. To hell with her. We were definitely not going to get along. I already saw it coming.“Aren't you going home, workaholic?” He teased me as I
Noelle “And we fucking got nothing!” Kira grunted kicking the tires of my SUV angrily and she grunted in pain afterwards.“To hell with them!” I raised my middle fingers towards the cops’ building before sliding into the driver's seat angrily.We got nothing. I reported to the cops about the so-called messages I had been getting and they didn't even help one bit.I had to leave work early, received eyes-threatening gazes from Taylor only to get nothing.According to them, the person used a burner phone which couldn't be traced and there was not enough proof that I was being stalked.They concluded that someone was toying with me.Excuse me???“We should probably let Uncle Xander know,” Kira suggested and I quickly waved her off.“No, no one should know. Especially not my parents.” I stated.“It took a lot of persuading before they allowed me to come to New York. Dad will personally drag me back to The Pack if he finds out.” I explained and she totally understood my point.Kira did no
Noelle “Kira, come on-” I tried to grab my friend yet again but she slipped past me and began to dance to the music, jumping and screaming. She was high.“Kira!!” I yelled through the loud music. I couldn't even hear myself, how would she hear me? The club was filled with people who were drunk and dancing like they'd lost their minds. My best friend was one of them.She was about to slip away in another direction when I ran after her and grabbed her by her wrist.“The hell!!” I hissed, dragging her out of the club. Why was she even high? Human drinks were not supposed to make us that tipsy. Did she take something else?“Lea-ve me alone. I want-tuuu Dan-ce.” she slurred as I began to drag her out of the Club. If I knew she was going to get herself this drunk. I would never have agreed to come or even allow her to leave the house.“Cone on Kira. Let's go home.” I grunted and she began to struggle with me. She was not giving in, was she?“Hey!!” I yelled, landing a slap on her ass chee
Noelle A lot of things were going through my head. A lot of fucking things that I couldn't even seem to comprehend. Fuck! I got home the previous night, feeling so scared for myself. I was being followed. Someone was following me. I had a stalker and I didn't even know who he was.He had not posed any threat so far, but that did not change the fact that I was scared. Who knew what the bastard was up to?“Drink up,” I said to Kira, dropping a cup of hot coffee in front of her. It was such a hassle taking her home and putting her to bed. She puked on me twice after we got home and I had a hard time bathing her and putting her to bed.“Thank you,” she mumbled innocently as she collected the cup of coffee while I sat in front of her. The dining table was the only thing between us.“I'm-” She began but one look from me was enough to shut her up. Instead, I asked.“What were you sorry about?” it was regarding whatever she was blabbing about last night when she was drunk.“Nothing.” she sh
Noelle “Fuck.” I muttered under my breath, typing noisily on my laptop. Weariness was an understatement for what I was feeling right at that moment.I was tired of everything that had been going on. I had even decided that if it went on, I would call Dad. I did not want to trouble them. That was why I was having second thoughts calling them.Dad and mom would freak out if they found out that I had a stalker, who kept sending creepy messages and then sent dicks of the men that harassed me as gifts.What kind of twisted person was he?“Noelle!!” A loud voice rang in my ear and I jolted out of my thoughts. I lifted my head to see a glaring Taylor.“What?” I asked in an annoyed tone.“What are you thinking about?” She snapped at me, venom in her voice.“I told you you have to get the data ready before noon, but you're busy zoning out. If you're not fit for this job, quit.” She fired at me. I was about to give her a befitting reply when Hayden butted in.“Stop yelling Taylor.” He scolded,
Malcolm She fucking left for New York and I fucking thought that I could live without her. I was wrong, I couldn't.I wanted Noelle back, so I did what I had to do, I chased her.I flew to New York the next day after I met Noah and it wasn't hard to locate her. I followed her around, got a burner phone, and sent those messages. My Mon Fleur was scared.But where was the fun if I didn't scare her a little?I followed her to the club and watched those fuckers mess around with her. I dealt with them afterward. I also broke into her house and her car. I covered my tracks so well that she wouldn't even be able to catch a scent.“It can-n’t be-ee.” She stammered still struggling under my hold. My dick twitched each time she grinded her ass against mine. Fuck, I was hard.“Yes, it is,” I smirked and she finally stopped struggling as she said through gritted teeth.“Let me go.”“If you try to run, I'll drag you back with your hair.” I threatened, letting her go slowly. She immediately turned
Noelle Malcom was here. He had been following me. He was my stalker and he was pinning me to my car right at that moment, his finger inside me. And God, it felt so damn good.Not only did my cravings increase, but my sexual drive did too. Damn pregnancy! I touched myself a few times when I was showering and hell, it did nothing to reduce the heat.My body wanted to be fucked hard. And now the bastard Malcolm was in front of me, I wanted him to do it. Funny enough, other men I had come across in the past few days did not turn me on.“Why are you following me, bastard?” I asked, trying hard to suppress a moan. His finger was still inside me, just that he was not moving it.Just move already!!! I screamed internally.“I already told you. I want you.” He replied, his hot breath fanning my face. I squirmed, becoming more aroused and wetter and he knew it because his finger was inside me. He was even smirking.“And I don't want you.” I mirrored his smirk. I tried so hard to hold that devia
Noelle “Noelle?” He called again and I squeezed my brows in confusion, I thought he left already. What was he doing here?“Who's that?” Malcolm asked in distaste. He was not pleased with the new arrival, I could see the murderous glint in his eyes and I replied.“A colleague. Hayden. My friend.” He frowned.“When did you start keeping male friends?”“That's none of your business.” I snapped and Hayden called my name again, casting a beam of light in our direction.He knew I was there, he already saw my car.“Yes,” I replied, clearing my throat and Malcolm growled. I ignored him.“Noelle,” Hayden called again and he soon appeared in front of us with a torch in his hand.He froze, surprised to see Malcolm, or rather he was surprised to see me with a man in such a dark and secluded place.“What are you doing here? I thought you left?” I asked curiously. Thanking my stars he didn't come when Malcolm's fingers were inside me.“I was worried about you.” He responded and Malcolm suddenly sc
MalcolmI was feeling a little bit disoriented, and then I decided to go for a walk. The whole hallway was empty and there was no one around. They must have probably gone to sleep. I was sure that everyone was tired after the party. The party was really draining and I myself was tired, but I needed some time to think and I just couldn't do that by sitting on my bed. My head wasn’t a mess. I couldn’t think straight, so I decided to take a walk, that was when I heard voices.I wondered who it was, but the voice sounded so very familiar. It sounded so much like Noelle. My wife and it seemed like she was struggling with something or rather someone, so I decided to check it out.My eyes widened the moment I saw her with Liam. His hands were on her shoulder and he kept leaning towards her as she tried to push him away. He Was trying to kiss her forcefully. My eyes widened in horror and I immediately ran to where they both were. I didn't stop for a moment as I yanked Liam away from her, the
Noelle Dang it! I was fuvking exhausted and my head was literally spinning as I took the kids to bed. It had been a really long day and it was so very late. The party was a blast, after my conversation with Malcolm, I tried my very best to put a smile on my face as I celebrated with my kids. The day was about them after all. I gave them the gifts I got for them, same with everyone as they also shared out the presents they had got for their friends. By the time we were done, everyone was already very exhausted. Remi had fallen asleep just when the party was almost over, so Malcolm took her upstairs so he could bathe her and take her to bed. I took Brie and Jamie upstairs immediately after as well. I then ran a shower and placed them in bed, along with their sister. While Malcolm immediately left the room, I stayed back and just sat watching the kids. They were growing so well. So healthy and cute. I couldn't help but remember the day I had them, they were so very little and at that
Malcolm I took in deep breaths as I walked into the party hall. Everywhere was filled with kids running around and then a few parents. The air was joyous and though things didn't go the way I planned, I was glad that Jamie got to celebrate his birthday with his sister. He looked so happy and the fact that he couldn't run around as he wanted because of his injury. It prevented him from doing what he wanted. I had no idea where Noelle was, I just left her there, because I could not bear to be in her presence anymore. The best thing to do after telling her everything was to leave. I stood by a pillar as I watched the kids play around and from time to time, my eyes would land on the entrance. I was waiting for Noelle. I couldn't help but wonder what she was up to. It was never my intention to hurt her, but like I said, a lot of things never went the way we wanted. I was still glancing from the party to the entrance when I felt a presence. I looked to my side and was surprised to see
Noelle What the hell was wrong with him? Malcolm kept doing whatever he wished, whatever he felt like doing and it was so fucking frustrating. He walked away? Where did he even think he was going when he had yet to clear things up?“Malcolm!!” I called after him, the music sounds coming from the birthday hall, getting more faint. “Where do you think you’re going? Stop right there and talk to me. Stop being a fucking coward.” I yelled after him as he just kept walking away. “You think I’m being a coward?” He suddenly stopped as he turned to face me. “Then what are you? You’re a fucking coward Malcolm. It’s like you keep forgetting that you are the head of our family. You’re still my husband and the father of our three kids. Do you think you can just run away from your duties by faking your death? Huh??” I asked as I angrily stomped my feet on the ground. I was fed up. With him and everything, I was fucking fed up. “I was not running away from my duties Noelle.” He uttered as he too
Noelle It had been two days since Jamie’s accident and today was finally the day for their birthday party. It was going to take place in the evening and Jamie’s cast was already off. He was already walking, but he still limped and mom assured him of moving and sometimes the girls. Malcolm also helped as he spent a lot of time with the kids. I knew that he would never have stayed over if not for Jamie’s request. He only stayed because of him and he had been doing a good job in avoiding conversation. If he was not in the room, he was in the kid's room and he was skillfully avoiding a conversation with any of us. “Are Jamie’s friends on their way?” I asked Malcolm who was standing beside me for the first time in two days as he nodded. I looked around the hall and what could I say, my father did a good job in the decorations. The room basics transformed, bathed in soft evening light. Twinkling fairy lights shimmered like stars, while colorful balloons cast long shadows. The "Happy Bir
Malcolm I still knew my way around the house and only a few things had changed over the years. I went straight to Noah’s room and luckily for me, he had not chahed the room. As I arrived there, I knocked on the door and I could hear the steps of a person approaching. The door opened immediately after, revealing Noah’s face. He scoffed the moment he saw me. “You still have the guts to show your fucking face. You’re lucky that Brie and Remi are inside. I badly want to punch you. You deserve it for cosying up somewhere while my sister and mother were suffering your death.” He fired at me and I refrained from saying anything to him. It was not like I had anything to say. “I came to see Brie and Remi.” “Of course you do.” He drew out in sarcasm as he stepped out of the way. “You’re a heartless coward. If Noelle hadn't met you by accident, I know you would never have bothered to come back and you would have kept hiding Jamie from us.” I did not reply to him as I walked into his room.
MalcolmGetting a call from Noelle that Jamie was injured was definitely not what I was expecting. I seriously did not expect her to suddenly call me. It was so unusual and I could only guess that something was not right when I saw her name on the phone screen. And I was right. How the hell did my son get injured?I immediately stopped the work that I was doing. Running out of my office, I went straight to my car and sped off to Noelle's parent's place. She had told me that they were currently there. And seriously, it was not my plan to meet her parents just yet or any of her family. I was not ready to face Layla. Not in any way. As I got down from my car, I raced towards the house and I noticed the strange look the guards kept giving me. I totally ignored them as I went into the house. The moment I got to the sitting room, I saw a man there. Liam. The man that Noelle was getting engaged to. He was in their house. I felt a pang of jealousy as I saw him, but I said nothing and just a
Noelle My heart kept racing as I ran upstairs in panic. The kids loved running around a lot and it always ended up with them landing in trouble. They were always up to one mischief or the other. My mom was behind me as we both ran upstairs, going straight to the girl's room. They also had their room in my parent's house, in case they were both sleeping over. “Jamie!” I called as I opened the door rushing into the room. I was greeted with his loud cries. They were all crying. But the girls were standing while Jamie was on the ground, holding his leg.“Jamie!!” I called in horror as I rushed towards him. He looked hurt as he kept clutching his right leg. “What happened here?” The moment I placed my hand on his leg, his cries intensified. “Brienne, Remielle, what happened here?” I asked in a stern voice as Mom crouched down before Jamie as well. “Jamie fell.” Remi sniffled and my eyes widened in horror. What the hell did she mean by that? How the hell did he fall? I looked around the
Noelle “So you mean Malcolm has been alive all this while?’’ Mom asked as I slowly nodded my head. We were all seated in the sitting room. Mom, Dad, Noah and Liam. I would have preferred if it was only the four of us except Liam. But since we were getting married, he had indirectly become a member of the family.“What did he say? How’s he doing? Why didn't you bring him here?? Only God knows what the poor boy might have gone through.’’ Mom concluded, her whole body shaking with Sobs. She has been crying since we sent the triplets upstairs. Dad already told her to stop crying, but she just couldn’t stop.“I can’t believe that you’re crying because of him. He left my sister for five years. We were all mourning him, but he has been alive all this while. I remember you having sleepless nights and if you even managed to sleep, you cried to bed and it was all because you thought Malcolm was dead. He hid from all of us and it’s not as if we sent him out of our life. Stop crying already.” No