It's been two weeks since our wedding. Gregory and I are strangers still. He is rarely home. He leaves for work early in the morning and returns home really late at night. I only see him when I get my midnight snack and that isn't every day. Last night when I saw him, I told him of my appointment with the doctor for my antenatal care.The strangest thing happened, he offered to take me there. For someone who doesn't like my presence in his home this is really weird. I guess he is doing it because he wants to find out how the baby is doing first hand.I am wearing a plain purple shirt and a loose white short. My bump is now obvious so I try as much as I can to wear loose fitting clothing. Basically anything that makes me comfortable. I carry my black backpack and pair it with a black sandals. My line of work most times gives me the freedom to dress as I please. I also intend to go straight to work after this. My life has gone back to the way it was after the wedding. The only differenc
The entire day feels so strange, I have not been able to come to terms that Gregory kissed me. I mean he kissed me on the lip. To me the kiss was totally unnecessary. Even if we were trying to keep up with appearance a simple peck on the cheeks would suffice."Hey Mama bear". Rosie calls out to me. "I'll be leaving early today. I got a photoshoot downtown. See you later my love.`` She gives me a peck and leaves the studio. My head is still in the clouds that I don't realise it's time to head home. It had taken my boss yelling my name for me to return to earth.Gregory asked me to pick some clothes from Monica's after work. I told him I didn't need new clothes but he gave me the I don't care, I made the rules face to shut me up. So here I am picking up clothes I do not need. " What a pleasant surprise to find you here" someone says behind me. I whip my head in the direction of the voice before turning to face the owner of the voice. She smiles sweetly at me. It's the woman from the
The aroma of the food diffuses my anger. Even if I wanted to stay angry I can't, it just is not in my person plus I am really hungry. Even if Gregory didn't come I would have still sneaked out for some food. I noticed that my initial distaste for food is over and most of the time I just want to eat. As I eat my mind keeps pondering over the words of Ellie, "I still have him where I want him". Does that mean they are still together after our marriage? "But the contract stated that I am not to have any other affair. Does it mean that it applies to only me?.I shake my head to dissipate the thoughts from my head. Another thought finds its way to my mind. "Patrick". just then my phone makes a ding sound, indicating the arrival of a message. "Who could it be by this time?, it's pretty late". I stretch my hand and grab my phone. It's Rosie. She's still worried. A slight smile is etched on my face. I love how she loves me. "Denise sweetheart, please reply to my messages. Are you okay?". her
"Gregory…." I shudder"Hmmm Denise". He responds to my name while still pampering slow kisses on the side of my face, neck and jawline."What do you want? '' he murmurs against my skin. He returns to pampering kisses on my sensitive skin.."Can, you.., can you.." I'm not able to get a complete sentence out due to his kisses. He moves to the other side of my face. "If you don't talk I won't know what you want my dear Denise". He murmurs to me then nibbles my ears. "I think… erm… I.. err.. I am sleepy". I stutter lightly."You still haven't made a comprehensible sentence Denise. What do you want? He chuckles quietly, the sound tingles my ears.I have to put an end to this now. If not we'll both regret it in the morning."I feel sleepy, I need to rest. For my health and that of the babys'. I blurted out yawning.He only chuckles before giving me one last peck, standing straighter. He comes beside me and stretches out his arm for me to take assisting me down the stool. I stare into his
"Hello Denise". Rosie calls out from the other end of the line, "Yeah Rosie what's up". I respond to her" So you remember that post we made when we needed money for your mum's surgery?," "Yeah…" we had another offer from a lady, she wants you to cover her sixtieth birthday celebration. It's this Sunday. I forgot to tell you , I just received a reminder from her today. I don't know if you can still do it considering your condition." There's a pause and I take that as my cue to speak."Of course I'll do it," I say in an excited tone. Oh my God Ro, you don't know what you've done for me, I really need the money". She laughs at me, how can you need money, you are married to a freaking Billionaire, do you even know what that means?. Not a millionaire but a freaking billionaire. You should be swimming in money my love. I laughed at her statement. "It's not as it seems Rosie, I might be married to him but I don't own his money"."Bullshit Denise!" She blurts. This makes me laugh hysterica
"Hmm". I moan as I awaken from my deep sleep. My back is on a comfortable surface. My mind is a bit foggy from sleep, my eyes slowly flutter open. I am in my room. "Wait a minute, I didn't sleep in my room, I slept on the couch. Shit! I'm dead, he's going to kill me. I slept on his precious couch". My mind begins to worry. "How did I even get to my room, oh god, oh god. I know I slept on his couch but how did I get here, or am I just imagining this?. Did I walk back to my room?. No, I definitely slept on the couch. The only other logical explanation is that he carried me. Oh my goodness, he carried me. No Denise you weren't supposed to sleep on the damn couch". I facepalm myself shaking my head in worry and disappointment. "At least he didn't have to change my clothes, if he did that I would die and I'm not joking". "Ra ta ta, Denise, are you up, Ra ta ta ". His voice calls from the other end. "Yeah I am, the door is open. I sit up as I say this. "Good morning". I say and he replies
The party I was to cover was outside town, I have never been grateful for this bodyguard situation up till now. Having Oliver here is good, though I had to explain my situation with the host, she was quite okay with it and didn't seem to mind his presence, in fact they treated us like friends even though I was there to just take pictures. Her family was a delight. It wasn't really a big party, something for loved ones and friends. The kids ran around the place, their laughter and the music mingling to bring that bloom in your heart. To be honest this job doesn't feel like a job. It feels like I was invited to a party but I decided to take pictures. There are so many fun activities to engage in, right now the celebrant Mrs Richardson and few others are playing cards, even Oliver is involved. I don't know how Mrs Richardson persuaded him but whatever she did, it worked. There are chatters around the table, Mrs Richardson says something which makes them roar in laughter, a perfect oppo
My pleadings are useless. If anything the more I beg him the more excited he gets. "Now, Now sweet peas, you make it seem like you won't be enjoying whatever I have in store for you. He closes the car door still pointing the door subtly at me, his eyes don't leave mine as he walks over to the other side of the car. Don't you just love how the night is beautiful", he sighs with satisfaction before he enters the car. "But you know what is more beautiful than this night?. Hmm…. He drawls."You" he starts the car and the engine roars to life. "Onto the Royale, your majesty". He laughs"I think I should join the theatre, I'll make it big there don't you think?". I wrap my hands around my body. My fear increases at every second. I look behind me and see Oliver coming out of the restroom. He looks confused when he doesn't see."Oliver" I scream with everything inside of me. I'm not sure he heard me. Patrick hits the accelerator pedal and we are out of the area. "Sweet… peas, you sh