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
Gregory doesn't let go of me, my tears continue to stain his suit. But I do not stop, nor do I open my eyes. My mind is a blizzard, I didn't even realize when we had gotten home. He doesn't let me go, he carries me all the way to my room and lays me on the bed. The bed dips in response, still I refuse to let him go. "Let me get you some water," he tells me. I open my eyes and stare into his grey ones pleading for him to stay. "I'll be back, let me get you water, you need it" he assured me, I am reluctant but I let go of him. As he leaves I sit up wrapping my hands around my legs and putting my face in-between my knees, swaying back and forth with my eyes shut. I can't seem to stay still, this is my body's mechanism of keeping me calm or else I might scream and lose it. I stay like this for some minutes till a hand rests on my shoulders making me jump."It's me, you're safe, you're home". His voice breaks through my panic as he wraps his body around mine. My breathing is heavy but h
DENISE'S POVNot long after we woke up did my greatest nightmare walk in. Blood drained from my face and for a split second, my heart forgot to beat.“Patrick”“Why, Hello there sweet peas” his smile broad as a Cheshire cat.“Never thought we would meet in these circumstances, what can I say the Lord is good”. It's sickening, him mentioning the Lord. This brute knows nothing about the Lord.“Now, now, don't be sad, this will only last a few hours and we can be happy. We could even play hide and seek if you like”.He stalks closer to us, no me.“Get away from her you psycho” Luke screams. Patrick pays him no mind as he moves even closer. He raises his hand to graize my temple, I flinch in reaction. “Get your hands away from me”. He laughs heartily at my reaction.“And why would I do that, huh, sweet peas”.“I owe you nothing, I paid all of my debts with interest. So. Get. Your. Hands. Off. Of. Me”. I seeth.“Come on sweet peas”. He draws. “This isn't about debt, this is about how muc
“Dee…” Rosie badges into my room. Luke called, he said he has something to show us. My eyes widen a fraction. “He has figured out something” I murmur. Rosie nods her head frantically at me. I waste no time picking up my bag as we dash out.“Carolina…, we will be back soon”. I hollered at Carolina who was cradling Ivy in her arms.“Ra tat tat” Rosie knocks on Luke's door. There is no answer at first but the second time the door swings open. Luke stands there with an awkward smile that doesn't reach his eyes. He looks kind of nervous. “Come in” he opens the door wider allowing us enter.“Luke are you…” the words are choked shut in my mouth as something hard hits my head. I hear Rosie scream before I black out. The pain at the back of my head is heavy. I try to raise my hand to rub the spot but I can't, my hands are bound.“Ah…” A wave of pain shoots through my head. I blink slowly several times to get the black dots out of my vision.“Ro…..” I call out to my best friend. She is lump
"Target has locked in”. Luke the tech guy tells me on the phone.“This is going to take roughly thirty minutes to one hour. Rosie found a way to get me invited, being Gregory's wife propelled it though. They gave me front row seats but I declined. I opted to sit behind. Sitting behind will keep me away from the prying eyes of Ellie. My eyes are on Ellie the moment she steps in. She's wearing a cream coloured A-cut short gown. She is wearing a black heeled boot to match. She looks good, I won't lie. She greets Peggy Ross. They exchanged pleasantries soon after the show starts. I take subtle glances and I notice how she suddenly feels uneasy after checking her phone. Is she unto us.? Has she found out her phone is about to be tapped. I quickly text luke. He doesn't respond, this gets me worried. My fear bites deeper, my legs bounce on their own accord revealing my anxiety.Ellie puts down her phone focusing on the models as they walk down the runway. I watch her for a long time and
The sad thing about me is I tend to forget too quickly. I forget how he can be and then I get hurt. I need to constantly remember my place. In less than three months I would be gone from this life.My ears perk at the sound of my name. Rosie pokes her head into my room. “Denise” she calls me in a quiet manner. Her eyes stare directly at me as she walks in. “Denise, l knows you are mad at how Gregory reacted towards our suggestion. She sits down on the bed getting comfy. “And just because he says it doesn't mean we are going to stop. You have my full support to pursue this to the very end”. She stretches her hand placing it tenderly on my arms. I wrap my hands around her instantly. Having a friend like Rosie who supports you is a big blessing. “What are we going to do?. We don't have the necessary information to help out”. I detach myself from our hug. “I was banking on our alliance with the guys to get info”. Worry plasters my face as I tell her this.“Don't worry we will figure
Denise's POV: Gregory and Isaiah have been avoiding Rosie and I. Purposefully if I might add. We know the reason they are avoiding us. It's so they don't get to give us details on what's going on with the Ellie thing. They leave the house pretty Early and return late at night. We are asleep when they return and we don't get the needed information. Tonight is going to be different though. Tonight we are not sleeping a wink till they return home and tell us all we need to know. “Dee, I'm not sure I can stay up any longer, my eyes are closing on their own”. Rosie yawns. Her eyes shutting down completely as she yawns. “Common Ro, we need to stay awake if we want to know what's going on.”. Rosie nods her head at me with her eyes still shut. When I look at the clock for the fifth time this night, it shows it's just eleven forty five. I sigh in annoyance knowing any moment from now I'll be falling asleep. I need to stimulate myself in order to stay awake, not just me but Rosie as well.
Denise's POV:Gregory mentioned Ellie has returned to her parents house. She must have figured something was up. I mean it is obvious non of us are home anymore or she is simply evading being caught either way she is out of the house. You would expect us to return hom but we didn't we are still staying in Isaiah's mansion. Isaiah has refused to let Rosie leave as well. I don't blame him though, after the whole incident he wants us to be safe. Not that Gregory's Mansion was not safe but Isaiah's mansion is on another level. The place is surrounded by so much bodyguards that are armed, I mean heavily armed. It's scary sometimes. The men don't look friendly, they all have similar tattoos but it's located on different parts of their body. It makes me wonder what agency Isaiah found such terrifying looking men. Men that have access to such heavy weaponry. Then again he is a billionaire, money can buy alot of things..Rosie and I step into the balcony were Gregory and Isaiah are having a
Denise's POV:Flashes, blood stains, pleas. I jolt up from my sleep breathing heavily. My forehead is covered in sweat despite how cool the room is. “You're awake” Gregory says, stepping out of what I assume to be the bathroom. His voice scared me a little since I wasn't expecting him here. He rushes over to my side. “You look frightened”. He noticed my fear. “I-I had a nightmare. My voice comes out hoarse. Gregory rubs my arms affectionately. “It's just a nightmare you are safe”. I nod my head and he wraps his strong arm around me holding me in a warm embrace. “I made a warm bath for you. Figured you'd be waking up soon”. He kisses me on the forehead, breaking our embrace. “Ivy”. I say. “She's fine she's downstairs with Rosie and Carolina”. Gregory holds my hands to help me out of the bed. I notice that I am still in the clothes I wore yesterday. The site of the dried blood raises bile to my throat. I close my eyes for some seconds to pushing it down. Gregory is patient with me.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE (Anger)Gregory's POV The blood within my veins like molten larva ready to give way, ready to melt these people with my rage. The only thing holding me back is Isaiah and the thought of harming the mother of my child in my blind rage.Isaiah and I move closer. Isaiah takes two precise shot. The shots are faster than I anticipated. Two of the men surrounding Denise fall flat on the ground. The last guy pulls Denise fast, holding her captive by the neck with a gun pressed by the side of her temple. He cannot see us but he is certain of where the bullet came from. Her captors eyes are wide in shock and fear. His expression almost mirrors that of Denise. Hers are rounded in fear of the unknown. I can see her visibly shaking in his hold.“Come out or I'll kill this slut”. He roars, eyes focused on our location.“At the count of three if you don't come out you'll pick up her carcass”.My eyes dart to Isaiah and he has an easy smirk. In this horrible situation m
I turn my head to Rosie and her eyes are round and wide mimicking my own. “shit” I mouth. “Who’s there?”. Someone shouts from inside. The sound of footsteps approached us. My heart is beating faster than I can process. This wasn't how I planned it. I was just going to sneak up on her and find out what she's up to. The sound of a gun being corked is heard and colour drains from Rosie's face. I bet my face mirrors hers “On the count of three we run”. I mouth to Rosie. She nods to my suggestion like an understanding child. “One, two, three, run”. I mouth to her. We both rose, hitting down the cans we hid behind. They have all realised that people were indeed in their territory. Various footsteps are heard as we run; they are after us. “Boom, boom, boom”. Shots are fired at us but luckily we've taken a left. Soon enough I find some men hot on our trail. “Rosie”. I call out to Rosie as we run. She briefly looks back at me before keeping her eyes on her track we need to split up. “what!