Her dreams were feverish, troubled, she was perspiring heavily, her temperature must have broken and she was hallucinating. At one point, she felt that Bryan was there, touching her, taking her nightdress off, she moaned in protest, so hot that it was as of she was on fire. He wiped her sweating face with a cool, damp sponge and she sighed gratefully.Gn his hands gently began to stroke her body, sponging her breasts, her flat belly, her thighs, another sort of heat began to burn in her and she groaned, putting her hand out, closing her fingers round his, holding his hands between her thighs.'Byran', she whispered shuddering and heard his sharp intake of breath.For a second, neither of them moved and then he moved her hand aside without a word, began to pay her skin dry softly. The heat in her subsided. She felt cooler, her head clearer. Bryan whispered 'Go back to sleep now'.But she was asleep or dreaming? she thought dazedly be ause it was so real, the desire had been so piercing
Bryan was on her little kitchen cooking soup in a saucepan. Her nostrils quivered, she realised she was mildly hungry, but she was much too angry to stop and think of that. There was something much more important on her mind.'You took my clothes off while I was asleep, you bastard, didn't you?' she accused him hoarsely.Bryan turned, his eyes lazily mocking. 'You mean you only just remembered?''I thought' I was dreaming', she began and saw his eyes narrow, gleam.'You have interesting dreams, I must say'. She felt the provoking drift of his eyes down over her body and pulled the lapels of her velvet dressing gown closer together, but that only made him laugh.' Look, I found you in a terrible state- your temperature had broken and you were bathed in sweat. You:d kicked your bedclothes off, your nightdress was saturated, the material was so thin it clung from your neck to your knees like a second skin', he paused, lowered his lashes, looked at her through them teasingly, 'A transpare
Some months later, it became impossible for Sharon to disguise the fact that she was pregnant. She had been disguising it with loose tops orbaggy sweaters over straight skirts with hidden elastic waist but the outline of the body under her loose clothes became all too apparent towards the end of that month.. By that time she was more than five months pregnant and physically, feeling much better than she had been feeling for a long time. The first four months of her pregnancy had been fraught with sickness, her body hadn't reacted well to her new condition and she had had far too much time from work. Now suddenly, she was blooming - skin clear, eyes bright, hair glossy and full of driving energy.The whispers had began though. First people fell silent when they saw her, exchanged glances whispered, covertly studied her changing figure.Sharon flushed and pretended not to be aware of the stares but in one end, decided it was time to confide in someone, so, she picked Amanda, the share a
Sharon could still feel his eyes boring into her. She had thought that he would leave and had delayed ending the call for as long as she could but had had to end the call at last and Bryan was still inside her office.She could bear the suspense no longer and risked a glance at him and then tensed up as she found him watching her with eyes like Obsidian, glassy, black volcanic.'Did you do it delibrately?'That question rocked her. 'Delibrately?''You know very well what I am asking - did you get pregnant delibrately? It seemed to make him angrier that she seemed so bewildered. 'What were you trying to do? Force David's hand? Make him marry you? Was that your game plan?'Darkly flushed, she dot up, turned on him trembling and indignant. 'You have a filthy mind. I'm not listening to any of this any more. Get out of here!''Not yet', he said through his teeth. 'I want to know - did it work? Is he going to?''Go away!' She put up her hands over her ears to block the relentless drill of h
On a bright spring day, one day, Sharon went into David's office with a pile of letters to discuss with him and he looked round at her with a spontaneous smile full of warmth.'Good morning Sharon, you look being pregnant really becomes you. You look livelier than I have ever seen you.She put the letters on his desk, grimacing. 'Thanks but I feel absolutely huge'.'How much longer till the baby arrives?''It's due in five weeks.They both looked down at her bulge indulgently and as they did, she felt the fluttering little kick that kept coming these days like an internal hiccup.David gave a little gasp. 'I saw that. You tummy kind of rippled... what was that?''The baby kicking, silly', she said grinning at him.He gave her an uncertain look. 'Can I...would you mind if I...?'What?' she asked laughing.'Feelbit?' he said a little pink.She was a little taken aback but she was also touched by his fascination at the changes taking place in her body during these months. In his mid fort
Sharon was working in her office later that day when Bryan walked in with a fat dossier on one of their new clients. He dropped it on her desk with a resounding chunk.'You asked for that, I gather?'She looked at the name outside of the box file. 'Oh, Rhenco, yes. Thanks. It wasn't urgent if you are still working on it.'No. I'm leaving early today. You can send it back to my office when you have finished with it', he said curtly.'Of course'. She waited for him to leave, her eyes on the dossier cover, tracing the bold handwriting she recognized as his.He stood there, restlessly moving his feet, then said in a tone etched with acid. 'Very touching sight, David leaning his head against you like that. I could almost hear the violins. The office grapevine tells me that he's become obsessed with the baby and whenever I see him, he can talk of nothing else. They all believe he is going to crack and marries you, in order that it might bear his name. Are they right? Ate congratulations in
Sharon had decided to leave London for good but she also knew that she was almost due and would need all the help she could have and it would do no good going too far from one source of help she could rely on and that was David.She also needed to know that he continued with his therapy and continued to improve in health.She was therefore not aware of the dark shape that crept up to her from behind inside a packed car.She jerked startled when her arms were held.She looked up into the intense eyes of Gerhard.'You?''Yes, me'.'Were you expecting someone else?''Not exactly but you scared me half to death. I almost thought I was being abducted'.'That is really a very tempting idea. Abducting you and taking you far away where you and I only will be enjoying our days', he said playfully but there was an underlining seriousness to his words that made her shiver.She did not have any response to that because she had already told him that she had a thing with Bryan.'I see you are pregna
She had not been able to go back to work for sometime because she had been occupied with alot of things, one of which was her marriage to Gerhard.It had been unavoidable and her hands had been tied.Staying with him at the Villa he had in London, Gerhard's feelings for her had skyrocketed.Her daughter Deborah was doing fine. She had given her daughter her surname so that there wouldn't be any confusion. Deborah Smith was one hell of a lovely girl, she had dark hair like her father and dark eyes as well but her colouration was that of her mother and she was so smart and had a lovely disposition that everyone could not help but love her. And she was almost two years old.David had pleaded with her to come back to work and she might have but she had been busy being a dutiful wife to Gerhard and making his last days memorable.Now that was over and she now had her freedom, she was faced with another dilemma because a job she took up in an advertising firm, her boss who had been good an
Sharon called Gabriel to know where he was and he told her that he was in her house getting the food.'Get enough brooth as well. Bryan has woken from the coma and would soon ask for food and the best thing for him at the moment is brooth or something liquid'.'What did you say? Did you say that Bryan is alive, as in woken from his coma?' he asked incredulously.'That is what I said and I am very happy. Hurry up and get here and I shall tell you all the juicy details'.Next, she called David.'Devon was here and boasted if how she had succeeded in killing Deborah. Was she really able to take her from under your care?''Of course not. She was here but though she threatened me and some others with both a knife and gun, before she could even see my goddaughter, she was surrounded and ran off. That must be when she came to the hospital to threaten you too. But how did it go over there? She definitely did not succeed for you to sound so confident'.'Bryan is awake. You can bring Deborah and
Devon got a hold of some good clothes and dressed herself respectably with sun shades and went into the hospital and asked the receptionist where Bryan's wards was. She did well to shed a few years and with her handkerchief,dappled her face as though cleaning the tears from her eyes.The receptionist had heard of the man and the misfortune that had befallen him, so she felt pity for the beautiful lady and gave her directions and Devon was very profuse in her thanks.Sharon had received a call earlier by her servants of Devon's visit and she thanked her stars that she had taken the right measures to protect her child especially when she heard the threats the servants suffered and how they had to lie to mislead Devon.'Let her go in search of us in Serville, the stupid girl', Sharon said and thanked them for their loyalty.She was shocked to see a lady come into the ward just as the doctors stepped out.She looked so different that Sharon did not recognize her at first. But that was unt
Devon went to Bryan's house and after careful survey, found out that both wife and children were not in the house. She came out fully to confront the servants whose loyalty was admirable. 'They travelled to Serville', they told her when they could no longer keep from speaking to her about their mistress and her daughter.'How can they go to Serville when Bryan is dying in the hospital?' she asked not believing a word they said. 'That was what we were told and who are we to doubt our mistress?'. She had threatened them with a knife and with the way her eyes were glinting, they were sure they were facing their eminent death but she changed her mind and left and when they spied from the window and saw that she had really gone, they heaved a sign of relief.The next thing they did was to call their mistress to intimate her that her premonition that Miss Devon was going to come to the house had been right and all that had transpired.Devon thought hard and decided to look in on David bef
When they got to the hospital, Sharon could not wait anymore. She was overtaken by an impatience brought on by desperation.She asked for directions to Bryan's ward and was shown the way to the place.As soon as she saw Bryan and with the cast on his neck, extending to his shoulders, she broke down in tears. Bryan was very pale and looked like he was not breathing and then there was this quinzy breath as though something was stuck in his respiratory system. He looked far worse than she had expected.She fell on her knees beside his bed weeping. Gabriel cautioned her to take it easy before she injured herself and the baby. She was inconsolable.'What will I do Gabriel? What if he does not survive this? Can you see the magnitude of the wound?'Gabriel nodded and though he was sceptical, he still offered words of consolation. 'You do not know that, do you? Someone the doctors have written off had eventually come to life or had you not heard of such scenarios?'Sharon had. David was a cas
Sharon could not believe what she had just heard.'What are you talking about doctor? That Devon escaped and she is on her way to this place as we speak and that she did what toy husband?''Ma'am, I'm sorry but you see we are really occupied and very busy at the moment. I just took the time to get in contact with you because I felt that you should know'.'What happened to my husband dammit!' she yelled panicking. If Bryan was fighting for his life, then who was going to love and protect them from the devilish Devon?'The doctor kept silent. He understood that she was speaking out of fright but he still did not take kindly to swearing especially by women.Sharon realised that whatever be the problem, it couldn't have been the doctor's fault and she should not let loose her frustrations on him. If she wanted to get more details, then she had to be more civil irrespective of her feelings and disposition.'I am sorry, I didn't mean to speak to you that way but you see, I am pregnant and a
Bryan got to the office and quickly got started with the work that had piled up for him. He normally didn't allow work to pile this way because he was really very diligent with his work but the past few days had been hectic, with him looking for his daughter and almost going insane with worry and fear.Afterwards, he went into David's office and was glad he met him because he was on his way out.'How are they now? How is Deborah coping with the situation? Hope she isn't having nightmares?' he asked anxiously. Deborah was his god daughter after all.'How did you know about the nightmares?' Bryan asked surprised at how knowledgeable he was though he did not have his own children yet.'It is just common sense. A child who goes through what she had been through will definitely have nightmares for a while till she totally forgets about the experience'.'She actually had nightmares last night and had to sleep with us because she refused to go back to her room out of fear'.' You will have
Deborah refused to go back to her room that night. She was too scared and had to sleep in the large bed with her parents.In the early hours of the morning, she started thrashing the bed. 'No, no I can't come with you. You are a wicked woman. You are not my aunt. My aunt can't be as scary as you. Go. No, don't touch me....'Sharon and Bryan woke immediately and were shaking her awake.'Dint touch me. You hands are filthy'.'Deborah! Hon! Wake, you are dreaming'.She opened her eyes and saw her parents. She was confused for a moment and then the words of her parents seemed to penetrate. 'Dream... nightmare'.She hugged her mother. Then she went over to rest on her father's body.'Dad, it was horrible. I thought it was actually happening'.'It's okay, forget about it, it was just a foolish nightmare'.'It might be a nightmare, dad but it was not foolish. Not at all'.'Do you still remember the dream?' Sharon asked.'I do and it scares me'.'Well maybe if you spoke about it, it will not
Deborah got better and every one was happy. She told of her experiences. How the aunt had playfully carried her. She had seen her at her mother's wedding and had felt that she was friend or family. She had offered to call someone to attend her but she had refused and carried her, playing with her and somehow had got her to consume some form of medicine that made her feel weak and unable to play or speak and then the aunt had carried her away to somewhere and that was all she recalled because anytime she woke she gave her something to make her fall asleep again.Sharon could just imagine. That was why there was never a sound to signify that they had been in the attic for a while.Knowing that for those five horrible days, Deborah had been starved of love and affection. Sharon and her husband showered her with so much love that she felt very happy again. Bryan did not spare his love at all. He was always with her reading to her and making her feel loved at at home again. Sharon had to
After eating the little she could, Deborah slept again. Sharon did not want to force her to eat more than she could at that stage so that she would not be sick.She ate a little herself because while watching her daughter, she realised that she was famished. She had barely eaten all through that day due to her anxiety over Deborah.She went to have her bath as Bryan came out from the study red eyed and looking very tired.She had never seen anything affect him this way and for him to show this little sign showed that he was not as composed and as confident as he wanted all to think.He really loved his daughter and it had given him quite a scare to find that it was possible for his decision to make him lose her. And he was still faced with making the right decision for all and it was eating him up.Sharon felt pity for him. It could not be that easy. It must be very burdensome on his shoulders having to choose between his own family and his half sister he had hoped to help and cure.