Chapter 15Amelia "Have you seen it?!" Hayley shouted from the other end of the line."Seen what?" I asked groggily, not happy I had been woken by this time of day.I never knew the first trimester would be this exhausting... or I knew but never expected it. I've had bouts of morning sickness that leave me drained every single time. "You haven't seen it then," "Hayley, what is it? I'm not in the mood for long talk." I said, my voice impatient."Go to TMZ!” she exclaimed."Tone it down, Hay,” I begged her, already itching to get off the phone and back to my dream world. “Just tell me already, Hayley." "Girl, You're only eight weeks pregnant. Don't be lazy, just go online and check the latest news on their page." she insisted, heaving a sigh out of frustration. I could almost picture her pouting as she spoke and I smiled.I succumbed, grabbed my phone from the bedside drawer and flipped it open. I opened my Instagram and clicked on the TMZ website to see what Hayley was freaking out
Amelia"Oh my God, Hayley! You scared the shit out of me." I exclaimed, my voice shaking with fear."Sorry! I noticed you rushing in here and I was wondering what was happening. Why did you rush in here? Are you planning on getting books?" Hayley questioned, her brows furrowed in confusion as she stared at my empty hands."Were you the one following me?" I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly.Hayley arched her brow, her expression puzzled, "No. Was someone following you?" she asked, her eyes darting around us.I rubbed my temple, shivering slightly as the cool breeze brushed against my skin. "I'm not sure. I just had this weird feeling like someone was following me.""Amelia, are you all right? You're covered in sweat," Hayley said, her voice filled with concern as she gazed at me with a worried expression."I need to get out of here, Hayley," I said, brushing past her and hurrying out of the bookstore. I stood outside, taking deep breaths and trying to calm myself down.She followed be
Alexander "This entire area is swarming with paparazzi!" I thundered at my security team. "Do your job and get them out of here immediately! Clear the premises now!"I stole one last glance at them before letting the curtain fall. It was a mess outside. They have surrounded the entrance of the estate.Why were they here? These people were like vultures, they only gathered where there was news. Amelia left the house alone, I wondered if the paparazzi spotted her as she was leaving. Have they found out about her? Pa Martins had made it clear the other day, that the public mustn't know about her or the pregnancy. I picked up my phone and dialled Amelia’s number. It went to voicemail. I tried again and it went straight to voicemail.Goddammit, Amelia? Where the fuck are you?! I slammed the door shut, squeezing my phone tightly in my fist.I tried her number again. Still the same response. Left with no other option, I resorted to tracking her location through her phone's GPS. I dialled
Selene "Ugh," I lifted my head with a groan and was immediately struck by the harsh sunlight, which felt like a dagger piercing through my brain. I fell back onto the bed. "Owww, I need coffee," I moaned. As I lay there, the events of the previous night came rushing back to me. I remembered kissing an unresponsive Alex. The flashback played in my head. "Selene, what the...!" he exclaimed, trying to push me away. But I held fast, my lips still pressed against his, refusing to let go. He finally broke away, shoving me backwards. I stumbled, regaining my balance. I glared at his insolent face. "Fine, I'll leave!" I snarled, storming over to where my dress lay, snagged it up and draped it over my head. "You're pathetic," I spat out and strode past him out of the room. "Damn Alexander and his attitude," I blurted out, shaking my head in annoyance as I returned to the present moment. A light tap on my door. “We leave in thirty minutes,” Alexander’s voice carried into the room
Amelia "I'll take a slice of each, please - vanilla, chocolate, and carrot cake," I requested.Hayley chuckled, "Wow, Amelia, you're really treating yourself to a lot of cake.""I know, I can't help it! Cake is my weakness," I replied with a laugh. It was nice outside. The weather was cool and Hayley was being a doll, as usual, paying for my treat. It was nice to step out of that imposing house and far away from my cold, absent-minded husband. Or should I say, boss?"Well, you've come to the right place. Our cakes are freshly baked and absolutely divine," the cashier chimed in."Definitely getting a few slices to go, then!" I said with a grin.Hayley raised an eyebrow. "You're going to eat all of that by yourself?"I nodded sheepishly cocking my head to Hayley. "It's what my baby wants.""Your baby, huh?" she teased, nodding towards my belly. "Well, I suppose you have a good excuse to indulge."I smiled, rubbing my belly affectionately. "Hey, someone's got to keep this little one ha
Amelia Mistress? Did he just call me Alexander's mistress?I halted in my tracks, standing like a deer caught in a headlamp. My head reeling from what I had just heard. The flashlights went off and I was blinded and dazed by them.Again, I felt Dean place one hand on my head and the other on my shoulder as he gently pushed me into the car. Hayley grabbed my hand, cradling it in hers."That was insane!" Hayley exclaimed. "I know, right?" I replied, still trying to catch my breath and gather my thoughts.Reporters surrounded the car, taking pictures and shouting at the tinted car glass as Dean drove away."How did they know?" I asked no one in particular. How did this happen? Panic set in as the thought of going to the house and facing Alexander, especially his grandfather crossed my mind."I had a feeling something was off. I just knew they were out there for you. I could feel it in my bones."Only a handful of people knew about my marriage to Alexander. I stared at my friend suspici
Alexander "Dean!" I yelled out. Striding out of the house in annoyance. He hastened to my side, "Yes, Mr Alex." "Go get me some ice cream." I curtly instructed."What kind of ice cream should I get, sir?" He asked. "Kind?" I asked confused."Yes, sir. Which flavour?" He clarified. I glared at him, realizing I hadn't asked Amelia what flavour she wanted. "Just get every flavour they have," I said, letting out a deep sigh. I could not believe I was doing this. But I gave in only because she was pregnant. I went into Pa Martins's room to see if he was still upset about the news, bidding my time until Dean returned."Pa" I called as I walked towards his bed. He raised his head briefly, acknowledging my presence before returning his focus to his phone. He was likely going through the articles that had been published in the news. And getting himself worked up."Have you discovered who leaked the story to the press?" He asked, his attention still on his phone. Give it a break, Pa.I s
Amelia "Please kiss me," I silently begged with my eyes shut tight. I waited, my lips still pressed lightly against his.I had imagined this moment in my mind countless times. When I could feel his lips on me. I wanted it to be as special as I had imagined.Time seemed to have stopped as I held my breath waiting. I could feel his breath as his lips parted slowly. Just as I thought our lips might finally meet, the jarring sound of his phone shattered our fragile moment.I opened my eyes to see him stepping back, a phone pressed to his ear. Disappointment surged through me as he turned and walked away leaving me alone. A sigh escaped me. He hadn't even spared a glance or a word. Alexander could be so cruel, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling of longing. I wondered what it would be like to be held by him, to have his complete attention on me for more than just a moment.I shivered at the thought and told myself it was pointless to dwell on what could have been.Later, as night fe