Amber took a break from work, calling in sick. She stayed with Cara throughout the day, trying to make her laugh and play. Cara would flinch unconsciously without anyone touching her. She would mumble in her sleep, sometimes crying out loud. Amber watched her friend suffer from trauma, there was little to nothing that she could do."Come on Cara, remember our favorite TV show? Keeping up with the Kardashians? It's going on right now, let's go."She looked at Amber, the swells on her face were reducing and her bruises healed fast."Where's Jason?" She spoke up after a long time. "I want to see him. He saved my life, saved me from that monster."Jason had texted Amber on his way back to New York, explaining all that transpired. He begged her not to tell Cara about him leaving."Jason went for some work, he promised to be back as soon as possible.""You are lying Amber, he has left again, right?" Tears formed in her eyes, ready to unleash the dam in her eyes.Amber warmed her up in her e
The huge house could be compared to a graveyard; silent, still and motionless. The news Jackson bore the other day affected him, he wondered if it would still be fair calling him his friend.Right from their early days, they managed to build their wealths and promised their kids to one another. And when suddenly, they heard Jason and Cara got married, their heart knew no bounds. The sudden wedding was alarming and they didn't get angry, instead they were fulfilled.Now it was all him, left alone with no child to call his one. His anger raged as he remembered the last time Jason visited, promising to find his girl for him."Sir Alexander," his closest help, Ethan dragged him back to the surface."Yes?" He leapt from his chair forward. "What can I do for you?""Sir, it's Jason Pierce. He requests to speak with you.""Where is he? On the phone?""Not at all sir, he's in the waiting room. Should I let him in?"Alexander weighed his options carefully, seeing him would only confirm what Jac
Alexander packed a small bag, he hoped to spend at least 3 days with Cara before coming back to New York. The surprise swelling in his heart just to see his girl radiated throughout his entire body.His face beamed up and his appetite was really low. Ethan walked up behind him."Sir, what would you like to have for breakfast? I can tell the cook to prepare it as soon as possible.""You don't have to worry about that Ethan, I just need to step out real quick. I wouldn't be long," he said, thinking about the discussion he had with Jason a few days ago.Ethan sighted the bag behind him, just before he could hide it."Are you traveling sir?""Not at all, I just need to drop this bag with someone, right across the street.""Do you need me to go instead? You could rest, I would go in, your place," Ethan pressed further.He placed his hands on Ethan's shoulders."It's fine Ethan, I can go myself. I just need to stretch my body, and take a walk. Don't worry, it's all fine.""Are you sure sir?
The gentle breeze of Bana smooched Alexander's soft skin. He inhaled the pure air that smelt like a combination of cinnamon mixed with nutmeg. People minded their business and helped others the way they could, it was really a small town.The word a younger Cara used to say started to live rent free. She would always say, 'one day papa, we would leave New York. We would go to a place where few people know us, where everybody knows everyone and we would live happily ever just like in my cartoons'. It really looked like the kind of environment she wished for.He threw the long handle of his bag across his shoulder, as the airport gate went open for arrival, he sighted a well suited man holding a placard, on it was his name.He found his way to him and dropped his nose mask, extending his hand out for a handshake. "You are my ride?""Yes sir," the driver bowed first, then accepted his handshake. "Sir Jason asked me to drop you home, he gave me your address.""Oh," that was the only thing
The text staring in front of Jackson's eyes felt so unreal. He pushed Cynthia aside gently, pulling his trousers up.Cynthia had questioning looks in her eyes, she stared at the man who just stopped in the middle of pleasure."What's going on," she asked after he wouldn't say a word to her."Something big, something huge," he lifted her from the floor, gently. "Come by the house later, we will finish what we started."He kissed her aggressively, pouring his lust into the kiss. He knew if they continued, they would make out right there in the office.He stopped it before it could go any further."Can't I at least know what's going on?" Cynthia asked."It's a men's thing, you don't have to worry about it."Cynthia's determination to figure out what was going on heightened. Asking again will have Jackson get pissed at her and find a way to block whatever loophole that might be open."Sure, no problem. I'll come by at 5pm, you should be home by then. Right?""I'll be home, just drop by."
Jason buried his head deep in work, numbing his environment. His caller tune reached out to him from his inner feelings. He stared at the caller ID, it was his father. On a second ring, he picked up.A scorn was plastered on his face. "Good day to you father, how can I help you?""Is that sarcasm I hear in your voice? Well that is up to you, I want you to see me at home tomorrow morning. As early as possible.""Do I have to? Why can't you just say whatever you want to say on the phone. I have a busy schedule tomorrow," he replied irritatingly.Jason growled slowly on the phone, pissed about the tone his son was using on him."I don't care whatever mood you are in, you better find your way here tomorrow if you don't want to see the other side of me. You know me well, you know me better. I'm still your father," he shouted."Do your worst father, I thought parents were supposed to be hot on their children's happiness but no you chose an outsider's happiness instead of mine. You ceased to
Jason barged into the house the next morning without any form of salutations. He wore a mean disdainful look proudly on his face."I'm here, what do you want to tell me that couldn't be said over the phone?"Jackson lifted the cup of hot coffee over his lips, blowing soft small air over it."When you calm down, we would talk," he shifted his gaze away from the cup, locking it with his son's own.Upon realizing what his father was doing, he walked into the kitchen to cool off."Can I prepare a cup of coffee for you Sir Jason?" One of the maids offered to help, bowing her head and locking her hands behind her."It's alright, I'll do it myself," he said, dismissing her by the wave of his fingers.He prepared his coffee and reached for the saucer, he placed the cup of coffee on it and walked back into the sitting room with it.He sat opposite him and sipped his cold coffee, he was never a lover of hot coffees, he always wondered what his father enjoyed in it."What do you require my prese
The sudden death of Alexander rocked New York greatly, Jason strongly believed his father had something to do with it. Shortly after he asked about his connection with the billionaire's wealth, the next month, the billionaire was declared dead.He had no proof or evidence that his father's hands were stained.Cara had flown in from Bana the same day his death was announced. She refused to believe her ears and had thrashed herself in front of everyone during the funeral process, holding on tightly to her father's coffin.She requested it'd be open, she claimed her voice saying her father wasn't dead.Typical reporters, they had another news to roll out on their channels.Various headlines flew around, some like;GREAT BILLIONAIRE AND PHILANTHROPIST, ALEXANDER PIERCE WAS PRONOUNCED DEAD EARLY THIS MORNING.As soon as Cara was sighted, another report went out.ONLY HEIRESS TO GLAMFORT ENTERPRISES IS SEEN HOME AFTER 2 YEARS OF HER SUDDEN DISAPPEARANCE, COULD SHE BE RESPONSIBLE FOR HER FAT
Jackson's lawyer sat in the living room with them, he held a couple of documents with him, waiting for the rest of the occupants to show up.Jason sat with his wife while Mason sat on his father's lap.“Who else are we waiting for daddy?”“Uhmmm,” he didn't know the appropriate title to give Cynthia. “Just a person affiliated with the family, that's all.”“They need to hurry up, punctuality is something we are being taught at school.”“Don't–”Cara cut in quickly. “I'm pretty sure they must be caught up in traffic. She'll be here soon.”She gave her husband the nastiest look ever, Jason looked away, hiding his face to the other side.Few minutes later, Cynthia walked in majestically like she owned the entire place. She kept chewing her gum noisily. “I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting, something held me up.”Cara rubbed her son's hand. “See, I told you, something caused her to be late.”The lawyer adjusted his glasses and sat up straight. “Shall we begin?”“Yes please,” Jason answe
The rain kept beating the wooden cover of the casket. Jason loosened his hair and let it fall all over his face, standing akimbo. Cara, Mason and the rest stood under an umbrella. She tried to cajole her husband to come under but he wouldn't bulge. His hard stare wouldn't leave his father's coffin.A call at work the week before announced to him that his father had passed away in his office. Traces of sleeping pills could be found in his bloodstream.Whoever murdered his father was still walking free.The screeching of a taxi car got their attention, Cynthia dropped from the car, dressed in a black fitted gown and a large hat. Her heels matched her outfit and he wondered if she was truly coming to a funeral or if she would hit the bar after this location.She opened her umbrella and joined the rest where the priest was giving a sermon.He kept watching her steps, trying to see if he would find anything incriminating. Dismissing it, he believed that he was just overthinking things.“Ma
Still humiliated by how Jason treated her in front of Stacey, she vowed to have her revenge on him. That is to continue to have an affair with his father, get him to overwrite his will if he has any and then take full control of his business.She was aware of how sufficient Jason was, he most probably wasn't going to be affected by not having a share in his father's will. But at the same time, there was nothing bad about having more than enough.She got up and walked into the bathroom almost immediately. As the water flowed freely to every part of her naked body, her mind traveled to the days where Adrian was behind all her irresponsible behavior.Now she was all alone and she could boldly say it was her sole handiwork now.She was as jobless as anything. Living off the allowance placed on her by Jason is 10x better than having a job and now she would do anything to make sure she never works a single job again in her life.She selected a body fitted red armless gown, stopping just abo
“Thank you so much for the ride, I'm truly grateful,” she searched through her purse for a hundred dollar bill. “It's okay madam, you can just go,” the driver blushed. “You don't know what it means to carry the only heir of Sir McQueen.”“Oh that's so nice of you,” she cooed, thinking of ways to repay his kindness. An idea quickly struck her head. “Give me your business card, so I could call you in case I have a bigger project.”“Thank you so much ma'am,” he dipped his hand into his jacket and produced a card for her.She reached for it and kept it in her bag as she dropped. She waved till the driver was out of sight.“Phew,” she sighed. “That wasn't what I expected.”The smaller gate was left open, Cara wondered where Amber would have gone. But then she noticed a different car parked beside the house. Her fear rose, was Amber and her child in danger? She locked the gate and hastened her steps but reduced it when she saw Mason sitting outside and helping himself to a glass of orange
He pushed the door open and saw another woman, looking almost like Cynthia arguing with her. Same stature, just a little bit taller and fairer. They both looked like clowns, they were still bickering with each other. Their makeup was still smeared all over their faces.“Oh Cara,” he muttered, laughing inwardly. He was definitely having a good laugh already.Both women had not noticed his presence, their hairs were cut in irregular shape and he could tell the other woman was bitter about it. Cynthia had enough, more than enough to get whatever wigs she wanted. Weirdly as it may seem, he still had her on a monthly allowance.“You ladies are fine?” He wore a mocking smile on his face as they turned gradually to face him.“Oh great, look who it is. You decided to come here after a while,” Cynthia's voice reeked of sarcasm. “I guess the bitch had run her mouth to you and that had you running here immediately.”He found his way to a place in the room, laughing. “I see you don't learn Cynth
'My sincerest apologies to those who have come so far with me on this journey and to those who are still discovering my book. I'm so sorry for taking so much time away. I'm an engineering student in my penultimate year, that is one of the main reason for my absence. I'm here now and I promise to conclude this wonderful journey you have embarked on with me. Once again, I deeply apologize to everyone🙏🏼."Jason adjusted his suit and swallowed a big bowl of air in front of his dad's office. Being nervous was an understatement yet it was something he had to do. Cara was right about everything she said.Inasmuch as his father wronged him, it was only his duty to forgive him. They carry too much burden.He rasped his knuckles against the wooden door and knocked once. Without waiting for a response, he pushed the door open.“Hey old man, good morning,” that was the first set of words that left his mouth. Not exactly as he planned it in his head but that will do still. Jackson's head was be
She helped him arrange his suitcase, and fixed his tie. “I know it's going to be hard but remember that I'm here to help you.”She tiptoed and leaned in to place a kiss on his lips. Before she could draw away, he wrapped his arms around her waist, dragging her back and deepening the kiss.“I love you so much Cara Pierce. I can never get tired of saying it, just know that,” he said, brushing the strands of hair coming to her face to the back of her ear. His gesture alone earned a blush from her.“Let me walk you to the door, I have a lot of things to do as soon as you leave,” she said.“Things like?”“I need to get Mason's room ready, he needs to be home with us by next week.”“Oh that's true, I wish I could stay to help you out.”“It's no problem, I can handle it all by myself,” she accompanied her words with a small beautiful smile. Enough to melt any man's anger.“I can't wait to see my little man again.”“Me too, I missed my baby so much.”Leaning on the door frame, she watched him
Jason munched on his food quietly, releasing small hmmms as a way to compliment his wife's food.“This is really good honey, l think I need to increase your allowance,” he teased.“Very funny Jason," she rolled at eyes at him. "Have you forgotten that I'm a billionaire too?”“Doesn't matter, your money is your money. My money is our money.”“That's sweet of you,” she smiled.He helped himself to a glass of water. “You said we needed to talk about something important?”Her demeanor changed to a very calm one. Dropping her fork, she forced out a smile to ease the atmosphere for whatever she was about to say.“You good, honey?” He asked, wearing a faint genuine smile on his lips.“Well, it's just that, have you thought about fixing things between you and your dad?”The sudden question cleared away any form of emotion on his face.“Is that what you want to talk about?”She pursed her lips and nodded her head gently.“It's a man's thing, we'll figure it out,” he said, returning his attenti
Cara set the table for dinner, hoping to talk to him about his old man while they ate.The front door opened and walking in, was a tired Jason, she excused herself from the dining table and met him with a kiss.“How was today at work?” She reached for his suitcase and led him to the sofa.“Tiring, really tiring.”She helped him with his tie and his suit jacket. Underneath, his white shirt was drenched in sweat.“Is the air-conditioner not working? Why are you drenched in sweat?”“You can ask the same, I have no idea,” he threw his head back and a long form of sigh escaped from his lips.She unbuttoned his shirt and he was left in his singlet. “Go take a shower while I finish setting the table.”Trying to get back to work, a pair of strong hands scooped her away from the floor suddenly. Yelping out loud, she hit him on the chest, playfully.“Christ, Jason, what was that for? Aren't you tired?”“Yes I am, but I can never be too tired for the most beautiful woman in the world,” he threw