"Amy! I'm so sorry for daring to attempt to slap you. I'll never do that again, I'm so sorry," Broderick apologized sincerely."It's easier to apologize." Amy laughed painfully," you wanted to slap me for your wife? If not for Michael that held you, I would have probably being nurturing the pain that your hand would have caused on my cheek.""I'm deeply sorry," he apologized."Why are you here?""Joan informed me you got drunk and got taken home by Callan." Broderick said. "Did you go to the club with him or you met him at the club?" Broderick wanted to know if she had restarted her relationship with her ex husband."Callan? I didn't go to the club with Callan neither did I met him there. Infact, I was having a drink with Michael," Amy said.Broderick felt releived when he heard her first sentence but after hearing that she was having a drink with Michael, a feeling of jealousy constricted his heart and he asked," why are you having a drink with Michael?""Because... I don't even know
The rest of the day was a sad one for Broderick, Amy and Joan. Callan's dead body had been taken away. Joan tried to comfort Amy all night but it was impossible for her to stop crying. Remembering her beautiful days with Callan makes her feel even very hurt. It was true that she was angry with him for breaking his heart in the past but she never wished for him to be dead. Amy didn't sleep all night, neither did Joan. How could she sleep when Amy was awake all night, in a sad state. The news of Callan's death had reached the ears of everyone in NorthHill as his family was one of the most powerful families in NorthHill. Martha also heard about it and wondered if that was the reason why Broderick had locked himself up ever since he came back home. Martha had knocked on the door of Broderick's room severally but she didn't even get a sound from him eventhough she knew quiet well that he was in there. Martha eventually retired back to her room. When it was the following day, Broderic
In order not to awake Amy with his voice, he laid her head down gently on the pillow and carefully stood then walked out of the room. When Lord Douglas saw that he was quiet, he yelled angrily," did you dare you keep quiet on me? Are you seeking for the rage of the entire clan?" "I'm not scared of you and the entire clan," Broderick said with a calm but warning voice. The man smirked angrily," then I guess you are ready to accept whatever happens to your kids?" Before Broderick would say another word, Lord Douglas hung the call up. Broderick immediately placed a call across to Brett and commanded as soon as he answered the call," ensure that my children are safe. My clans are after them." "I'll keep them protected," Brett assured. Broderick then went back to lay beside Amy. *Two days later, Broderick walked over to Martha's room around 10AM in the morning and knocked gently, once she opened the door, he said to her," it's time for us to go to the hospital." "Oh! For the DNA?
Amy's heart ripped apart mercilessly as she heard Broderick spill those words. Although they were not in a relationship, his words sounds like that of a break up. Tears rushed down her face like an heavy downpour of rain. She picked up her pillow and hugged it dearly, crying so hard inside her pillow until it became very soaked. Amy's door opened at that moment and Joan ran inside with her laptop, screaming," America's richest man had made an offer to become one of the shareholder of our company." But when Joan noticed the tears on Amy's face, the laptop in her hand almost dropped. She went ahead and dropped the laptop on the stool and went to her," Amy, what happened?" Amy cried even more, she wanted to speak but the more she tried to, the more words get stuck in her throat. Joan hugged her dearly and didn't say any word, Joan's eyes became litered with tears too eventhough she didn't know what was making Amy cry. She could just feel her pain. "Broderick said he doesn't want to
Amy stepped down quickly and squatted before him, her heart was beating hoping that the strange man wasn't dead. Seeing that he was breathing, she quickly wanted to call the ambulance but she knew the cops would be involved since it involved a removal of bullets. They might start investigating her and all that or they may even accuse of her shooting him if he eventually didn't survive it. A car drove in and Joan stepped down. "Right in time. Come and help me carry him inside, please," Joan rushed towards her and they both carried the strange man and went to lay him on the long couch in the living room. "Invite a trusted Doctor quickly," Amy said as she quickly ran from the living room to get first aid. Joan did as commanded and examined the strange man's temperature, while she was at it, Amy appeared and they began to administer first aid to him. "When will the doctor get here?" Amy asked impatiently. She doesn't want the strange man to die before the doctor arrives. "Soon. I to
Amy summoned all the courage she had before she could unlock her face from him. He examined where he had cut himself and then held his hand until Joan arrived with the kit. As soon as the kit was placed down, she began to treat him. She noticed that he was staring at her face but she ignored. After she was done, she stood and gestured for Joan to take the kit away. After Joan had left, Amy went to sit on the couch that was opposite his. "I heard of how it had been tough on you over here," Prince Nolan suddenly spoke. "Tell me what you find out precisely about me?" Amy asked. "That Michael Alessandro took you away from here and by the time you returned, both Broderick Alessandro and your kids couldn't remember whom you are to them anymore," he said. "Research well made," Amy said. "I'll be meeting with your father tomorrow to discuss about business matters after which I will leave in six days time," Prince Nolan said. "So you planned on spending seven days here?" Amy asked. "Ye
Once they arrived at the mansion, both adults stepped down from different sides of the car. "You should have waited for me to open the door for you," Prince Nolan said. "That's not necessary," Amy smiled. "Would you like to drink something before we skate?" He asked. "I won't really be staying long though, let's just skateboard," Amy said and he nodded. "Okay, hold on," Prince Nolan said and walked in. He came back, dressed in a tightly hugged trouser and shirt. He was holding the skates. "Couldn't skate with a lace," he giggled as he spoke. "True." He wore the skates in his legs and rollerskated a distance away then skated back. Amy watched him adorably as he does that. "Now you have to wear this," He pointed to the other skate boot on the ground. "What if I fall?" Amy asked worriedly. He bent and helped her wear the skates while Amy leaned her two hands on his shoulder. He stood slowly until they were both standing before eachother. Amy was seriously struggling to stand
Amy turned to look at Prince Nolan who was behind her, "what's going on here?" "Michael is my friend," Prince Nolan declared. "Amy, I know you are surprised to see me but I mean no harm," the man who had just appeared from the room said. He was Michael. Amy turned back to Michael and looked at him with disgust, he then said to Prince Nolan," so you deceived me to come over because of your friend?" "I did not." "Excuse me!" Amy exclaimed," I should have known that all men are the same." She said painfully. Just when she thought her pain was over, it seems it was just getting started. "Amy, I didn't deceive you to come. You came on your own will and I didn't lie to you," Prince Nolan said. He added, "what I said about the physician is true. I will take you and the kids to him tomorrow." "But why didn't you tell me that Michael was here?" "It was intentional and I apologize," Prince Nolan said. "I'm so dissapointed in you," Amy said angrily and looked away. Michael simply rema
“We cannot divorce until my grandfather is dead. I can't let you out of my sight. You just have to agree to be my mistress and I'll do whatever it is you demand.” Harry insisted. Mistress are known to be of no value and would be treated with riducule in the society, Harry knows this yet he's making her such a ridiculous offer. While Debby was about to make a stand known that she would never accept to be a mistress in this lifetime, she suddenly felt a sharp pain surge through her head and quickly held on to her head. A sudden wave of De ja vu began to flood her memory. She suddenly remembered herself drowning through this river and a little boy, who looked like a mini version of Harry coming to save her. Debby had memory loss in the past and so, she could easily feel a sense of De ja vu, in a place where she had been to before and the whole thing would become familiar to her, even though she couldn’t fully recall the entire scene. Debby was bewildered. The memory she recalled jus
Harry had hoisted Edna up in his arms and carried her all the way to the bedroom, where he intended to satisfy his sexual urge. Once they arrived at the bed room, Harry dropped her to the bed and immediately pulled off her gown then began to pull off her under pant. Hid hard dick was already struggling to leave his trouser, his breathing was erratic and all he wanted just now was to fuck the woman before him very hard. However, he suddenly felt a stomach ache all of a sudden. He moved away from the bed, groaning in pain and clutching unto his stomach. Edna was pissed, she was elated that they were about to have sex but all of a sudden, he just had to have stomach ache. Why must the godforsaken stomach ache come at this time? Edna cursed. As the stomach ache subsided, Harry suddenly began to feel dizzy and suddenly fell down with a loud thud to the bed. All these reactions were as a result of the way the drugged drink reacts to his body system. Edna was highly frustrated, she neede
It was the seventh day since Debby had been kept in a room. There was no way she could go against Harry's will as she knew that the consequences of her disobedience would be severe. Talking about Fred, he had been coming to see her every day for the past seven days and each time he came, he asked the same question, which was when she was going to leave room. Debby had no idea and all she could hope for at this point was that Harry would be able to reconsider the whole situation and eventually set her free.Beinb locked up in a room by one's husband is a very horrible experience. He's treating her like a slave rather than a wife. Meanwhile, for the past seven days, Harry has been reconsidering his stand with Edna. He wondered why he couldn't feel the connection he had with her, just like he had while he was young. Ever since Edna came back to his life, he had expected that he would establish a bond between himself and Edna, but that wasn't the case.Tonight, Harry and Edna were havi
Harry heard the noise emanating from up the stairs and quickly rushed to check what was happening. Upon opening the door wider, he saw Edna on the floor, while Debby casually stared down at her. "What is going on here?" He demanded in a much authoritative tone."Harry, please don't punish my sister, she had only beaten me mercilessly cause she's angry, I don't want you to hurt her, I'll be fine, " Edna said, looking up to Harry, who was shocked to see the blood printed across her face. He turned his gaze to Debby, who was in shock."You bitch!" He refrained himself from giving her a slap as he had promised himself never to lay a hand on women. He quickly picked Edna off the floor and carried her out of the room. His personal assistant, Horace, who had also heard the shout came for them and when he saw his boss with Edna, he rushed to help the young woman."Take her to the hospital and get her clean up immediately!" He demanded and Horace nodded. Debby was still trying to recover fro
Edna had a knowing smirk on her face, seeing her sister standing motionless, with her gaze on Harry and herself. "Welcome back, Debby. I must admit you look astonishing in that dress..." Debby could see through the facades of her sister. She had always known Edna to be vindictive and this trait was something she would never fall for. Rather than making a statement or a comment, she chose to be silent and simply walked towards her room. Once she locked the door, she moved to stare at herself in the mirror. Harry was the one, who had complained about her being not faithful in their marriage, whereas he was simply being hypocritical with his principles. She wasn't exactly jealous, she didn't have feelings for Harry, but the reality was that seeing her sister so wrapped up in his arms, while she stood there was making her go really nuts. All she could hope for at this point, was at the fact that at some point, she would be able to live a rent free life away from all the hardship that
Debby had to leave work early to a shopping mall to get a dress for the impromptu celebration dinner. She has to look her best since many wealthy people of the city will be in attendance. However, she couldn't afford to buy the ones she really wish she can wear. She eventually gave up on ever finding a suitable dress. She had never attended a luxurious dinner before and at such, her dresses at homs couldn't obviously fit the category of the creme de' la creme status for the evening. She eventually decided to buy a corporate black suit that is neither too expensive nor cheap. Sarah would go to pick up Fred from school and it's the maid's job to ensure that Fred is taken good care of. She called her over and told her she may arrive late at night as she will be attending a dinner this evening that may last for a couple of hours. Sarah noted what she said and then, Debby dismissed her. While dressing up, she heard a knock at the door.Thinking it was Sarah who probably suddenly, remember
"I don't know what you are talking about..." She replied innocently. Debby was still perplexed as to why Arthur would make such statement about her. She has always known him to dislike her, but claiming she was a whore, has never come out of his lips before."Don't act innocent before me!" Arthur's voice sent goosebumps to her skin. She was terrified of the man standing before her. He had a look of rage on him and it felt like he won't mind breaking her. She felt even more uncomfortable cause she was naked, "You told me you have nothing to do with your Arthur any longer and yet I find you in his house last night, and from all indication, you had sex with him?" His statement were venomous, "Is this marriage a joke to you?" However, Debby couldn't relate with what Harry was saying. How did he even find out she went to Arthur's place? Was he secretly spying on her? And who told him she and Arthur had sex? She tried casting her memories back to things that had happened in Arthur's place
Arthur took Debby's unconscious body back to the room, where he had locked her. Once he laid her on the bed, his eyes gazed towards her body and how beautiful she looked. Arthur had the feel of sexual urge taking over his entire body. However, he couldn't do what his body desired of him as he didn't want Edna seeing him with utter disdain. He eventually left the room, after ensuring she slept properly. Arthur ensured he didn't tie her this time. He wanted to make her feel comfortable with him and all he could hope for is that with time, Debby would come around.Later that night, Debby woke up from her sleep and noticed everywhere was dark, she quickly turned on the light. She noticed she wasn't tied like the last time and she tried all the means possible to cast her memory back to the event that had taken place with her, all to no avail.Discarding all effort to try and remember what happened the previous night, Debby stood up and rushed to get out of the room. The room was locked. A
Arthur returned back to Harry one minute later and chuckled cause of the demands of his brother. Bringing Debby is here is risky no matter how hard he tries to think of a way out, there is just no way out. He will be exposed once Debby us out here. He relaxed a bit, trying to see how he could easily calm the tension, which was beginning to grow up. "We are brothers, Harry. We can't be petty and fight just because of a woman. You have no reason seeing my fiancee? Big brother, I believe you are tired. Just go home and rest, I certainly hope you would eventually be at one peace." While he spoke, he noticed the imaginary steams coming out from both side of Harry's ear. Harry was absolutely furious and he kept on restraining himself from administering any form of blow to his younger brother. Arthur noticed the veins popping out of his elder brother's body and knew at that instant that if he said any more triggering statement, all hell would be let loose. Arthur sighed, he was stuck o