“I’m sorry.” Amelia’s voice was small. She was sandwiched between Claudia and Betty, while Nancy and Christie sat opposite them. She had just finished telling them about her life with her step-parents, and how they had treated her – killing off her social skills. She also told them about how she had suddenly been engaged to Mike, and gotten married without knowing anything about her husband. Then, she told them about the promise to keep the marriage secret from the public.She didn’t tell them that she was starting to fall for her husband. She didn’t tell them that her husband was her best friend. And, she didn’t tell them about Anne Devano. No one was supposed to know about Anne until they knew who was behind their attack twenty years ago, and if she was safe to come out of hiding. But, for now, she was still at the hospital recovering.Mostly, she could barely do anything yet, as her bones were still awake from sleeping for long. And she didn’t remember a lot of things about
The ride back to her parents was silent. Amelia had never felt comfortable in that mansion, and now she was going to voice her opinion and ask questions for the first time. Regardless of all the speech she had given herself, and how she tried to be courageous, she felt sweat break off her back. Her hand shivered and felt sweaty.Mike drove with one hand while his other hand sought hers. He held her as he drove wiping some of the sweat in her hand and rubbing her hand slowly.Amelia smiled at it; the sweet sensation his hand sent through her body made her momentarily forget about her fear until the building appeared in front of them. Mike parked the car but didn’t open it. He watched Amelia take in deep breath. He remembered how she had told him that she felt like a bird locked up. So, this was the place she was locked. Now, that he knew she was Phoenix, a lot of things seemed to fall into place. Now, he knew why she wanted out of the marriage so badly. It must have felt like l
The deadly glare she had come to associate with her father was now fixed on Mike, but he smiled back at her father. She hid her own smirk, as she watched her father trying to unnerve Mike to no result. The staring contest; that was what she had decided to call it, continued for a while before her father broke it. He looked at her, and she knew what he would have done. He would have grounded her from leaving her room or talking to any maid for a week. He would have swept her room for anything that would entertain her and confiscate it, but now, he only relaxed and smiled. “She might not have given birth to Amelia, but she had always been her mother, and your wife will respect her as such.”Mike’s face was cold. She had never seen him like that, but his hand was still warm on hers. He had never let go of her hand for a minute. “My wife will do whatever she wants. She is not obliged to listen to anyone in here. It will be in your interest to listen to her and respect her. Rememb
The ride back to the mansion was quiet. All that filled Amelia’s thoughts were questions she had no answers to. Why did they have to do that? Why were they so happy that she had no idea who her real parents were? What could her parents have done to be tagged betrayals? She furrowed her brow as she gazed outside watching the landscape. She had always wanted to be free from them, but now all she wanted was to be close enough to know the truth. How unpredictable life can be.Mike glanced at her, “Don’t think about it too much. They might have lied to you and are not your real family, but I am. I am your family and Anne is also your family.”She swapped her head towards him, and he flashed her one of those rare smiles. “I won’t lie to you.”She nodded because she knew it was true. He had hidden things from her, but he had never lied to her face. He would rather let her know the truth than lie. “I know, but what are we supposed to do now? All this seems new to me and we keep disc
The room was struck with silence as they all stared at the jotter without saying a word. Amelia frowned. Did he know whoever wanted to erase them from earth? Did he find out about their identity? She couldn’t take the silence anymore as her head started to ache with the numerous questions she kept filing it with these days. “Who are they?” She questioned.Her voice seemed to bring the rest out of whatever trance they were in. Mike nodded along with her. Although, they knew he could barely talk, yet they looked at his mouth for a response. After a minute, Mike pushed the jotter and pen back to him. “Just tell us whatever you know; we are going to figure the rest out.”He started writing again; this time he wrote slowly as he had to take pauses to cough. ‘Board of Directors. Someone is involved in a crime, the victim was one of the orphans your parents were helping. They decided to kill everyone aware of the crime.’Amelia blinked. It was starting to make some sense to her. It w
Amelia woke up hoping the day was going to be a promising day. Last night after dealing with Ava, they had decided to follow his aunt's suggestion and resume work. She was looking forward to work as she had missed her friends at work, and also what it felt like to have a normal life without thoughts of who killed their family.For the first time, Mike waited for her as there was no reason for them to go to work separately. Amelia wore a wide smile until she got out of the room and saw Ava sitting in the living room. She was dressed up in a white suit skirt and a white top. She completed her outfit with a black wedge and a black handbag. Amelia blinked not believing her eyes; it was the first time Ava had dressed decently.Amelia raised a brow, “What’s going on here?”Ava dusted her suit skirt although there was nothing on it. “I was waiting for you. I think it will be a good idea to take the same car with you guys to work.”Amelia frowned and shared a look with Mike. He didn’t
Keeping her hands off Mike seemed to be difficult, and she wondered how she had restrained from him all this while. The moment they got to their bedroom, Mike kicked the door lock with his hind leg; they both got lost in each other.Amelia ripped his shirt off sending the buttons flying around, not that she cared about it. She allowed Mike to push her to the bed and gently lay her flat on the bed while he hovered above her, kissing her breath out of her. She felt hot and her body tingled everywhere. The sensation seemed to drive her crazy.“Are you sure of this?”She nodded. The last thing he wanted was for her to regret it, but judging from the look on her face and the way she kept thrusting herself into his hand, he could feel that she wanted this as much as he did.He smiled, “I promise to be gentle.”He sat down and pulled her into his leg making her straddle him. He slowly pulled her clothes off leaving her in her underwear. For a minute all he did was stare at her, “Beautif
Something was strange, but Amelia couldn’t pinpoint what. The space between her legs was sore, and her nose perceived something like pancake and coffee. She sniffed, inhaling the sweet aroma, but didn’t dare to move as she felt weak.Fuck! Her stomach rambled and she turned without opening her eyes. Her hand moved to the left but there was no one there. She frowned. She remembered Mike was there all night, and if she couldn’t move then he shouldn’t be able to. No one had told her she was going to be immobile for having sex.She heard a chuckle before hearing his voice, “Are you searching for me, Wifey? Good morning, beautiful. I figured you would be hungry this morning.”Her eyes slowly opened and moved to a shirtless Mike serving pancake and coffee on a tray. Although her stomach grumbled at the thought of being fed, her gaze moved slowly to his bicep, and she saw the traces of nails scratch on him. Her cheeks tinted pink. Did she do that to him?He must have seen the look