I really feel for Alexander and do you guys think Cara will be so happy to finally meet Jason again?
Cara's phone beeped at the eatery she worked at. Her heartbeat raced faster and her palms became sweaty, it was the least person she expected. It was a message from Daniel, it read; "Can we talk, please?" She calmed herself and returned his text. "Tonight is fine by me, if you don't mind," she hit the send button and she wondered if she had done the right thing. "Thanks love," a smiling sheepishly emoji followed suit. "Did you hear the news I heard lately?" Janet—one of the ladies working in the kitchen faced her colleague, Alice. Cara was the exact opposite of them, she called them 'low class ladies'. To her, they behaved rough and razz, always running their mouths, never knowing when to stop. "Heard what exactly?" The other lady—Alice—responded with less enthusiasm. "I heard that my crush, Jason Pierce, is married. Can you believe it? Who is the woman he got married to? I've always dreamed of being with him." "Dead the dream Janet, Jason Pierce is far from your league. And e
Daniel set the table for both of them, various assorted dishes filled the table. A bottle of wine and 2 glass cups were placed beside the dishes. The room was illuminated by candles on their stands, one candle stood in the middle of the table. He waited patiently for Cara to come home, she had given him a key before their little fight. The door pushed open, revealing a tired Cara. Her bag hung loosely on her shoulder and she dragged her feet. Her eyes caught the decorated table, she stuck at her position and marveled at the wonders Daniel had done. "My lady," Daniel walked up to her, giving her a hug. "Please come with me." She followed suit like a dog following its master. "Sit," he drew out a chair for her and helped out with her bag and shoes. "Thank you," she said in a small voice, not loud enough but enough for Daniel to hear. Daniel looked around. "Where's my little guy, Mason?" "Oh, he's with Amber. She called not quite long saying she'll bring him." "Oh that's no prob
CHAPTER 12: JASON MEETS CARACara dressed Mason up for school, simultaneously arranging his lunch box."Mama, I want to tell you something," his thin small voice cut through her chores."What's that baby?"He dipped his hand into the bowl of fries Cara had prepared. "I don't like Mr Daniel."His confession halted her chores, she suspended her task and squatted in front of him."Why baby? Daniel is a good man and he is going to be your dad. You've always wanted a dad, right?"He nodded his head gently, the piece of fries he held still stuck in his mouth."So, don't worry about not liking him. He's going to take good care of you, just like he's taking care of mama.""I heard him last night mama, I heard him saying his plan is in action."Cara rubbed his head and kissed his cheeks."Don't worry, baby. I'm sure it's the plan of making mummy his wife and making you his baby.""But mummy–""No more but Mason, eat your food. Daniel is coming to drop you at school," she hardened her voice a b
Cynthia stared at her phone for the 100th time in 2 days, waiting for at least a message or a call from Jason. Unfortunately none seemed to cut through. She sat at the edge of the edge in loose clothings, her womanhood ached badly, she needed the touch of a man.Her mind wandered to Adrian, he knew how and where to touch her perfectly. Working his fingers on her body like a professional, she'd always melt under him.Ever since she got married to Jason, she had ignored his calls and messages, even blocking him in order not to be able to reach her. She decided to ring Jason's cell again, praying for a miracle for it to go through. Unfortunately, it went straight to voicemail, just like the others before it.An idea suddenly lit up in her mind, one person would know where he was, the right number to call to get through to him.She rushed into the bathroom, having a quick shower. She ruffled through the wardrobe, looking for something seductive to wear. Maybe she might be lucky to get lai
Cara lowered her son down carefully without taking her eyes off the man who stood in front of her. A rush of various emotions spun through her body, some sweet, most bitter.Her face broke into a small smile but it quickly evolved back into a frown."Well well well, if it isn't Jason Pierce," her voice reeked of sarcasm mixed with pain.Jason wondered where his sweet Cara had gone."Cara, I, I uhmmmm," his words came out in bits. He scratched his head, knowing fully well that he had nothing to say."Mummy, do you know him?" Mason filled the brewing silence between them.The word mummy took Jason by surprise, his eyes widened and unconsciously his hand went over his lips."Mummy?" Jason repeated, wearing the most surprised look. "Mason is your son?""What do you care about? Nothing, just you and you alone. As far as I'm concerned I'm done with you."She grabbed Mason by the hand and led him away. Jason, still frozen at the same spot, battled his emotions as different memories came cras
Cara directed the cabman to Amber's house, she knew she would be off from work by then. She needed someone to talk to badly.Her red teary eyes welcomed Amber as she pushed the door open."What happened? Are you fine? Where are you coming from? Did someone hit you?"Amber bombarded her with as many questions as she could think of."Which one do you want me to answer first?""Anyone that comes to your mind first."Cara faced her son. "Baby, why don't you go inside Aunty Amber's room and watch TV.""Okay mummy," the little boy, oblivious of what was going on, dropped his bag and dashed inside happily."I saw Jason today, at Mason's school," Cara said.Amber wore a not surprised look and settled beside her. "Oh.""What do you mean oh? You knew?" Cara snapped."Calm down Cara, yes I knew."Cara sprang from her seat and paced around the sitting room angryily. She placed one hand on her forehead and the other rested on her waist."You knew Amber and you couldn't tell me. Why?""Don't even tr
Alexander's help opened the door for Jackson. Both men stood to greet each other, bumping into themselves and settling for their special handshake."My dearest friend Jackson, it's been a while. How have you been?""I've been good, you look chubby," Jackson teased Alexander."Well I've been trying my best, I'm all that is left in this big house.""Ethan, bring a drink for my friend," Alexander motioned for his help."Coming right up sir."The duo went silent for a while, Ethan dropped a bottle of sparkling red wine accompanied with a glass cup beside. He attempted to help him open it but Jackson stopped him."I'm no guest here, I'll do it myself."Ethan bowed and left."How's Jason doing? Hope he's fine? He came to say hi to me a few days ago before he left the country."Jackson's face transformed slightly into an angry one. "He did? Did he say where he was traveling to?""I'm not quite sure I remember, it's been a while. I'm becoming an old man now, you know," Alexander joked, hoping
Cara packed her son's lunch without saying a word. Her heart was still heavy from the way she talked to Amber the previous day. Maybe Amber was right, she was just looking out for her and only an insane person will behave the way she did.She had gone too low, insulting her only friend with the burden and ache her heart still bore."You haven't said a word since mummy. Are you fine?" Mason said, cutting through her thoughts.Even her son knew something was wrong with her. "I'm fine baby," she brightened up a bit and ruffled his hair."Finish up your food quickly while I go take my bath," she disappeared inside.As the water poured on her naked body, her mind reflected back to when life was still good. She admired her new physical features, her breasts are now fuller and they still maintained the curved shape.Her ass looked like she had gone for a plastic surgery, it was more firm. Her shape was still an hourglass figure.Her mind raced to the numbskull who alternated her life into th
The entire time Amber laid there with various tubes attached to her felt like an eternity to Evans. Cara had taken an excuse to pick Mason up from school while Jason left to clear Evans’ work up. His hand trembled badly as he held on to Amber's. Holding his tears back, he exhaled loudly.“I'm so sorry baby, I'm so sorry,” he kept muttering underneath his breath. “I had no idea I meant that much to you. You shouldn't have gone this far to prove that to me.”His phone rang, diverting his attention away from her. The caller ID had his face rumpled up. The bastard had the right to be calling him even when the love of his life was right beside him struggling for her life.On second thought, he decided to pick up, to hear what he had to say.“John,” he called out on the first pick. “It's been a while, how can I help you?”“Evan, my man,” the excitement in his voice couldn't go unnoticed and he wondered what he had to say.He was desperately trying to keep his anger under the radar and if he
Not having so much to do and with her son in school, Cara grabbed her phone and decided to say hi to her friend. It's been a while since she showed up at her father's house and saw Amber, not after that incident with Evans. She wondered what he was going to do about it. The company was moving fine and her father's employees were just as loyal to her as they were to him. Deciding not to take any car, she hailed a cab and wondered who to visit first. Evans or Amber?Settling for the latter choice, she gave the address to her father's house. Amber had never called since then and she too was busy trying to get Jason out of his worried state. He feared so much about Cynthia being on the run, worried that she would come after her and Mason. “We are here ma'am,” the cab driver infiltrated her thoughts.“Thank you so much,” she alighted and paid, walking straight to the gate. She pushed the gate open, hoping it was unlocked. Disappointed, she brought out her key and inserted it into the key
Jason ruffled his hair and sighed in frustration, the clicking of the keyboard pads intensified. This action drew the attention of Cara who was seated on the couch, watching a movie. She paused her movie and carefully stood up without making a sound. Her hands found his way to his shoulders, gently massaging him.He threw his head back and sighed in relief. Her hands continued all the way from his shoulders to his neck, gently applying pressure on it.“Do you want to talk about it?” She said, “you know I listen pretty well.”His eyes were closed, feeling relaxed under her touch. “It's not something you should worry yourself about.”“Is it about Cynthia? Still no sign of her?”“Hmmmmmm,” he nodded his head and sat straight.She took a seat beside him and held his hands together. “Why don't you leave it to the police to find her? You worry too much Jason.”“I do not worry for myself babe, I worry for you and Mason. She's a crazy woman who would do anything to get what she wants. She can
Cynthia rushed into the house while the cab driver waited outside wondering what was happening. Her hands trembled badly and blood dripped from her wounds. Her hair was messed up and her makeup didn't make it look easy too. Everything was worse.For a moment, she ignored the pain coursing through her veins. She sat on the carpeted floor and weeped her eyes out.Jason had proven that he was smarter than her. The signs were there, she just ignored them. Like the time he got home before her accusing her of having an affair with his father. All these while he knew but he chose to keep mute because of the things he had in mind.He didn't even care to know the type of underwear she had or how big her breasts were. For a man that was once a womanizer, she really messed up. But that was no time to start counting back or reflecting on the past, she needed to get out before Jason came back.She dropped her box from the top of the shelf and filled them with her clothes roughly, no time to start
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