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
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
'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
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
“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
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
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
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 whole house was rowdy and messed up. The women kept going round, trying to have everything in order, the men sat on the couch, playing video games.“Do you need help?” Jason shouted from the living room. “We are fine, thank you,” Amber shouted back. They had decided to host each and every person that came across their lives and helped them out. “Are you sure? It's not too late to contract the cooking out. I can have them get here in the next few minutes.”“Stop pissing me off boy, I said it's fine,” she shouted, cutting him off immediately.Jason kept quiet. Everyone knew how Amber was immediately she went into a mom mode but Jason decided to keep pestering. “Told you to let it be but you wouldn't listen,” Evans mocked him. “Next time, listen to your fellow man.”“Fuck you asshole,” he transferred the aggression from how Amber responded to him into the game they played.A few minutes later, Cara excused herself from the kitchen and went to set the table. The food was getting r
Mason trudged down on Evans’ suit, winking at him. His navy blue suit was specially made for him. He refused to wear another colour and claimed how much he loved the colour. “Remember I once told you to be patient, your time will come soon. Well I guess the day is here now. You are finally getting married to Aunty Amber.”Evans scattered his neatly trimmed hair. “Yes boy, you are right. But you are becoming faster than your shadow. You should be patient.”“How?” He whisper-shouted. “I was telling the truth. And next time, don't mess my hair up. It took my mummy a long time to get it this good.”“Good for you, now keep quiet and let me see when my wife will walk in,” he shut him up, longing his neck to see when his damsel would appear.Evans had discussed with Amber as soon as the whole Cara issue was settled. They both decided that it was pointless sitting around and waiting since they both wanted each other. Amber had invited her parents over and explained what had gone wrong in her
“Look who we have here,” Cynthia snickered as Cara got closer to them. Yul and Marco remained silent and wondered what type of psychopath she was. “Mrs Queen Bee.”“I see your mouth still runs after what you just heard,” Cara fired back. “It only makes me wonder what exactly is going on in your head.”“Oh for you to find you, you just have to wait for my proposed death day, break my head and have whoever reads my brain. If that's possible, and I think it is.”She ruffled her hair back, feeling uncomfortable with the cuffs on her. The faster they get to the prison, the better she can make do with whatever days she has left.“What exactly do you want, Queen bee?”“You know,” Cara closed the gap between them. “Before coming here, I was so scared of what I would say or how you would behave. A part of me even felt some kind of pity for you, thinking that you must have had a hard life; but thinking about it and seeing you run your mouth now, I think you decided to take this road yourself.“
All of them made their way to the courtroom, ready to hear the judgement that would be passed onto them. Cara wore one of her beautiful dresses, a floral knee length dress with a silver 2 inch heel. It made gentle noises as they found their seats amongst the other crowd.“Are you comfortable here?” Jason leaned in, as he watched her attitude. “We can always leave. Are you sure you want to testify?”“I'm fine. If I have to testify, I will,” she released a smile for him to see her wellness.Starting the procedure, Cara excused her. She didn't have the full courage to sit down and listen to a total stranger describe what was done to her and other women. Ella had excused herself from coming. She claimed to have better things to focus on now and there was no use to sit down and whine about the past.“Are you okay?” Jason approached the bench she sat on. “Yes I'm fine,” she turned around, throwing a stone across the street. She looked behind him. “ Where's Mason? Is my presence being reque
Evans sat in his car for a few more minutes, watching the man he had set up a meeting with 2 hours ago. He was sipping his third cup of coffee and messed around with various women that passed his table. This only strengthened his belief in what Amber had gone through. He was not only a cheating son of a bitch, he was a toxic bastard too. He finally decided to get things over with, stepping out of the car and walking straight into the restaurant.“Mr John,” he greeted from afar. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Traffic was something I didn't budget for today.”Both of them shook hands. “It's alright, I understand. We've all been there.”“Please sit, what can the waiter get you?”“Oh as you can see,” he pointed to the empty dish lying on the table and the empty cups of coffee as well. “I've helped myself to something good. Let them bring some for you. Their pasta is something to die for.”Evans chuckled. “Fine, I'll trust your sense of judgement.”Moments later, Evans dived into the pasta th
Jason stepped out into the sitting room with casual clothes on. Cara took a second look at him. “Aren't you going to work today?”“I'm the boss, I can do whatever I like,” he said, going over to Mason and giving him a fist bump.“That's nice,” the sarcasm in her voice, screaming loud at him. “If every boss behaved the way you did, do you think most companies would stand?”“Mrs Pierce, do you want me to work my ass off? Besides, we've got more than enough money to last us forever, so please calm down.”“Hmph,” she hit her feet on the ground and made her way into the kitchen.Jason shook his head and laughed. “Women.”His phone rang and the caller ID turned out to be Ella. They had given her a credit card, in order to buy other things she might need for herself. It was a conference video call.“Hi Ella,” he said, immediately he picked up the phone. Amber and Evans’ heads popped up on one single screen.“Hi Jason, where's Pierce Junior and Mrs Pierce?”“Well Mrs Pierce is pissed that I'm
Kicking the door open without dropping her from his hands, he heard her chuckle underneath him. “Anything to make a man get what he wants,” he said, earning more laughs from him. He laid her down on the bed gently, picking up the remote and switching the bright white light in the room to dull colors. She attempted to stand up but he held her back down.“You don't have to do anything. I told you to trust me, didn't I?”She resigned and laid back on the bed. Her fears started to build up gradually but this time she decided to trust her husband. Jason would never hurt her, she kept repeating that over and over in her head. She shunned out the stupid word Yul always made her repeat and focused solely on Jason. “Keep the lights on, please. At least for the meantime,” she begged. He understood at once why she requested that.He gently loosed her zipper and helped her with her trousers, same as her blouse too. Keeping one of his hands over her face and the other one unhooking her bra, she
Cara hurried to prepare dinner before Jason came back. Mason sat on a table and chair prepared specially for him in the kitchen, a place where he tasted every food his mother prepared, so he could give his opinion. The opened door alerted Cara who just walked in. “Daddy is back, go say hi to him,” she hurried Mason out of the kitchen and reduced the heat under the pot.She could hear their squealing and whining from the kitchen. She stirred the pot of soup and turned off the heat finally before going to welcome her husband.“Hi love,” she tiptoed and kissed him on the cheeks. That was all she has been doing since she got back. She wears long tight trousers to bed every night. Jason wondered if she was comfortable in them but he believed she was taking her time to heal and he shouldn't rush her.His smile started to fade into a sad look, as he remembered Cynthia's words. She must have known the kind of treatment that went on in Marco's place, for her to make that statement. His family
2 cups of coffee on a tray was brought in by Jason. He gently turned around, closing the door. He looked at his wristwatch and saw that he was right on time, he opened one of the coffee and helped himself to it. Soon after, the door opened with Cynthia cuffed, walking in front of Earl.“I'll be in my office, I have something to attend to,” Earl said, walking out almost immediately. He popped his head back into the room. “If you need anything, one of my officers will be at the door.”“Thank you so much Earl.”He turned his attention to the woman who sought his head.“Morning love,” Jason grimaced, wearing his most beautiful smile. “It's been a while since we last saw each other.”Her expression was solid and blank. “What do you want? I don't have time for your jokes.”He lowered the cup of coffee from his lips and pushed the other one to her. “You joke a lot. What happened to all the free time you have here? Do you have any chores to do or anyone to meet up with?”She pushed the cup of