The music was blasting when I came into the party. The entire place was crowded with people, but my eyes scanned for Day. He's not in the VIP section, where he usually stays.Baddy isn't here. She was the second person I checked for after Day. However, when I didn't see any of them, I strode over to the bar. The desserts on the table weren't that appealing. I doubt I would have felt the same had Baddy been here with me. She has a way of making me feel good. “Hi,” the bartender smiled at me when he saw me. “What do you want this fine evening?”He's dressed in a blue shirt and black slacks —same with the other waiters. “A glass of water,” I replied, not in the mood to have anything else.He looked shocked by my order, but he didn't voice it. He just smiled before he went over to get the glass I requested for. I tapped my fingers to the beat of the music coming from the speaker. I nodded my head as I glanced around once more. “Here you go.” He placed the glass of water in front of m
“What? How did you know? What happened? Why did you think so?” He motioned towards the waiter, who rushed over to pour more drinks into his cup. “How do you know he was cheating on her?”The way he sounded, made me furrow my brows. I wondered if it was normal for him to sound that interested in my story.“I saw— I meant to say, my friend.” I gulped down the water in my cup and placed it back. The waiter rushed over to fill my cup when he saw it was empty. I didn't say a word as I watched him fill the cup and leave. Day slowly sipped his drink as he watched me. Though he wasn't urging me, I can see from his eyes —which looked so much like Miguel's —that he wanted me to continue.“She went shopping with her friend, and caught her husband having lunch with his ex, whom he claimed he had nothing to do with.”Speaking of what happened earlier made it seem like I'm relieving everything that happened. My heart felt like it was about to break. “Did you ask— I mean, did your friend ask her h
I gently knocked on the door and stood by the side to wait for Star. The moment she came out, she glanced around the place as if she were searching for someone. I waved a palm on her face, “what's wrong? What are you looking for?” I removed the mask from my face. “What of your husband?” She asked, looking a bit guilty. The way she bit her bottom lip, and how fast her eyebrows fluttered, made me raise a brow.“Miguel? Why are you asking of him? Isn't he back?” I folded my arms with a scowl.Could it be that he's still with his ex?“No. I mean, did you see him tonight?” She asked as she continued to look around. “At the ball? Why will he be there?” I yawned, “are you okay?” She blinked, “Hmm. I thought… No, forget it. Let's go inside, it's late.” She took my hand in hers and led me into the house.I didn't question her further, but her questions confused me. Why did she ask about him the moment I returned? Could it be that there is something she's not telling me? I stared at the ba
“If you never regretted getting married to me, you won't treat me like trash, Miguel.” I felt tears prick the side of my eyes, but I sniffed to prevent any from falling. “I don't think you feel anything for me. I'm just a toy for you to play with whenever you are bored. You feel nothing for me. I'm not like your ex who has everything. She's beautiful, mature and sophisticated.” I've always been a naive kid in his eyes, and I will always be one. I doubt he will ever see me as anything else.Had it been his ex that he got married to, I doubt he would have treated her the same way he treated me. I bet he would have adored her instead of putting her through the hell I went through in his hands. “That's not true!” He stared hard at me. “I don't regret ever getting married to you. I was indeed a douche to you when we got married, but that was until I got to know you. You are more beautiful than any other woman out there, Jewel.” His voice shook, and his eyes got darker. I wanted so badl
The look in his eyes was nothing but pure lust. Though his breath was a bit hurried, he rose from the bed with a smile. “That was wonderful, Jewel.”“Let’s say, I learned from the best teacher,” I rose to my feet with a seductive smile on my face – don’t ask, I know it was.His eyes racked through my body, from my head, down to the towel I tightly wrapped around my chest before his mouth curved into a satisfied smirk. He bit his bottom lips, “come here," he motioned with his hands. I did as he asked, but not before removing the towel I tightly tied to my chest. His eyes hungrily stared at my body. The heat in those eyes can’t be mistaken. It was hot, prompting me to gasp at the intensity of his gaze.I climbed on the bed, making certain that his eyes were locked solely on me and on nothing else. It felt so great to be the centre of his desires. Not even his ex can boast of being here with him. I licked my bottom lips as I watched him watch me.It was like a certain play — foreplay ev
Miguel went on a business trip after the night we spent. He has been in Europe —Poland to be precise — for close to a week. We converse on the phone. And every night before he sleeps, he video calls me. Though I still have my doubts about his relationship with his ex, he has not given me any reason to question most of his actions. It has been a week since he left, and he's returning today. He promised to pick me up on his way back, so, I'm at the cafeteria, trying to buy some snacks before I leave the building. He called an hour ago to tell me he had boarded a plane. I don't know how long it will take for him to arrive in the country. However, I kept my phone on the table should in case he calls or sends a text. P and I ordered doughnuts and soft drinks. I was the one who paid because I promised to buy lunch for her weeks ago. Since then, we have not had the chance to eat lunch because she's either having classes or running home to meet her boyfriend. She moved in with him a wee
P was reluctant to follow me, so I had to drag her past the few students who were also having late lunches just like us. One thing I like about this campus is their way of brushing things off. Unlike my high school, no one spared us a glance as I dragged her out of the cafeteria. The moment we were out of earshot, I let go of my hold on her clothes and faced her with a pissed expression on my face. “What is it?” She folded her arms, with a brow raised at me in question. She didn't look too pleased that I dragged her out of the cafeteria —because of her lunch and Mr Matt. I doubt she's as pissed with me for leaving her lunch behind as much as she's infuriated with me for cutting off her conversation with Mr Matt. There is no doubt. She won't ever act on her infatuation with our handsome lecturer. She is just admiring him — nothing else. I glanced around to be certain there were no students around. We are outside the cafeteria, in a place where our voices can't be heard, no matter
*Trigger warning*Mention of rape.P and I shelved most of his books for him before Mr Matt sent her out to get soft drinks for him from the cafeteria in the next building because the one in his building had long been closed. Unlike the other buildings, the cafeteria in the teachers' offices closes with time because most of the teachers hardly return there to eat. They mostly eat out when they return from classes. I would have gone with P to keep her company, but Mr Matt gave me more tasks. “I will be back before you miss me, babe.” She pecked me on my cheeks before she left his office, to get the soft drinks for him. Mr Matt and I were enveloped in silence after the door closed. None of us said a word to each other as I graded the papers while he logged them into the database. I checked the time on my wristwatch, noting that it was just remaining ten minutes until my husband comes up here to get me. As much as I would love for him to come, I don't want him to meet Mr Matt, so he
They stared at him, looking confused. “Mum, what's he doing here?” Jane asked, still looking at him. She only spared a look at me before she turned her entire focus on him. “Come on, babies.” Miguel motioned for them to come close to him. When they didn't go to him, he glanced up at me. “I thought you weren't coming back. I intended to relocate to the street, you live with them.” He smiled at me, "I have made the plans already. Implementing it was my next plan." “You stupid man!” I closed the distance between us and enveloped him in a hug. He rose from the ground and twirled me in the air. I chuckled at the feeling of being lifted by him. I felt light as he held me up like a baby. "Put me down!" I said in a voice that doesn't sound as commanding as it should. You can't blame me. Having him carry me is something I wish he can do all the time. “Mum, why are you hugging him?!” Jane shouted. While the others stared at me with shocked expressions on their faces.“Oh.” I chuckled as
“Is our new home that far?” Jill yawned, already tired of the ride. It's not a secret that my kids hate trips since we have been going on numerous trips since they were born. I chuckled at the impatient expression on her face. “It's not that far. Don't worry, we are almost there.”We would have been there long ago had I driven like before. But no, I had to be extra careful on the road to prevent my happiness from taking the upper hand and leading me to something I might regret. “Can you get an ice cream for us?” Jane rubbed her eyes. “I'm tired.”“Do you want an ice cream now or when we reach?” I glanced at them through the mirror. “Now!” they chorused together, not taking a moment to think. “Okay.”And like that, a journey that would have taken us an hour max, took us two hours and thirty minutes to arrive. I had to buy their favourite ice cream for them.I drove straight to Miguel's mansion. Luckily, he wasn't back by the time we arrived. His guards let me in as if it's natural
“And if it's not my charming friend.” Phil beamed as he sat opposite me. He looked like he rushed, to get here. I don't blame him because I just suddenly called and asked him to meet me. I returned from Miguel's house an hour ago, to make it in time to bring my kids home. “You took your time, didn't you?” I frowned at him, “I was intending to leave before you arrived.” I pretended like I was angry at him when I wasn't. “I'm sorry. There was something I needed to take care of. Don't be offended, okay?” He grinned.“Even if I want to be annoyed with you, I can't,” I pouted. “You are just too cute for me to be angry at you.”“See? I'm too handsome for you to be angry with me.” He placed both hands on his cheeks, “So, why did you call me here? I know it's not to drink coffee.” He glanced around at the almost empty café, “it's almost evening!”“I'm leaving.”“So soon? I only came — wait a minute, what do you mean by you are leaving?” He gaped at me, staring at me as if I had somehow lo
I sent my kids to school and decided to drive to work. When I left Miguel, I only contacted Nikki and Star. It was with their help that I got back on my feet until I met a kind old man. He was the CEO of Dabris, and he gave his shares and the company to me because he was too old to handle it, and his company was going bankrupt. That was how I became a CEO and each day, I work to prove that he can trust me. Though he's not in this world any more, I still have this need to make him proud of me. I got a notification on my phone, and I slid it up, to see a message. I frowned at the content. Why the hell will someone ask me to listen to the news?I packed my car to the side of the road, and switched the radio on, to the station the message spoke of.“Hello, everyone.” I was shocked when I recognized Miguel's voice. There is no way I won't recognize his voice, even through the radio. “So, I was a douche to my wife. I treated her badly, and I'm here to ask for forgiveness.....” There wa
I didn't hear from Miguel after a week. It was as if he had given up, which I'm grateful for. I stopped looking back as I left my house, trying to pretend like everything was normal when it wasn't. I know it will only be a matter of time before he starts disturbing, me once more. I hurried over to my children's school, packed my car and went over to their playground when I didn't see them waiting for me at the security office like they normally do.From afar, I saw my kids standing together, with — Miguel? With my heart beating fast, I hastened towards them at the sight of his familiar stature.No.This can't be happening.How did he enter the school without permission?God. I quickened my pace towards them.Miguel had his back on me, so he didn't see me until I reached where they were.“Jane, Jill, James!” I called out to them as I hurried towards them.“Mum!” They ran towards me at the sound of my voice. And that was when Miguel turned.He looked as shocked to see me as I was to
Phil took me back to the office before he returned to his office. I met him two years ago when he came for an interview. He was fun on our first meeting, and we clicked it off —as friends. I know he feels something for me, but I don't feel anything for him, and I have never led him on. He's aware that I don't do relationships, and I don't want anything about that. Ever since I left Miguel, I have stayed single, training my cute bundle of joys, who are all I have left after the messy relationship I had with Miguel. Though they remind me so much of him, I won't trade them for anything in the entire world because they are all I have. They are my life, and I will forever be grateful to Miguel for making me a mother. I drove to their school the moment it was four. I spent the last hours thinking of my stupid husband and the expression that was on his face when I left with Phil. “Mum!” Jill called out as she raced towards me. “Hey! Wait for me,” James shrieked, trying to keep up with
JewelI strode into his office for the first time in years. Nothing has changed. Aside from the new interior design, and change of colours. The shocked expression on Miguel's face was more than I comprehended. My mouth curved up in a smile, but I tampered with it. “Good morning, Mr Miguel,” I professionally smiled at him. “I trust my secretary filled you up on what I request for a partnership?” I strode over to one of the chairs in the boardroom, and sat on it, with my legs crossed, while Miguel stood shocked still staring at me like one who has seen a ghost.The years haven't been good for him. He looked older than ever, with his hair duller. There are dark lines under his eyes, making him look sleep-deprived.“Jewel?” He swallowed. “I'm afraid we are not that familiar with each other, Mr Miguel. I will prefer if you call me, Miss.” I smiled at him, “should we continue?” “Where have you been? I have sought for you throughout—” “I'm afraid you are mistaking me for someone else, M
MiguelIt has been five freaking years since Jewel left. I have tried to locate her, but haven't been successful. I tried every means possible to locate her, but it seemed like she disappeared into thin air. I ran a hand through my hair as I stared at the piles of files in front of me. For five years, I have buried myself in my work, trying to lessen the thoughts of my wife, but nothing seems to help. I'm always thinking of her, and the mistake I made those years ago. Back then, I knew that Pearl was lying, but I needed enough evidence against her. That was why I attempted to play to the beat of her music. However, it cost me my priceless jewel. If only I didn't do that. Had I not spoken those harsh words to her, she wouldn't have left me. She would have still been here with me. I stared at my window. Star and Nikki left the house a week after Jewel disappeared. Until now, they have not contacted me because they blamed me so much for what happened five years ago. And I take the b
I didn't go to school because my mind was filled with thoughts of my husband and the words he spoke to me last night. As much as I tried to, I couldn't forget the bite of those words. I stared into space as I tried not to think of it, but each minute, my mind kept on repeating those words as if it were trying to remind me of what a douche my husband is.I checked my phone as if I were expecting a call from him. But there was nothing. He didn't so much as send a message to me. I rolled on the bed and would have continued to think had it not been for my baby that decided it was time to eat. I slowly rose from the bed and walked out of my room, to get breakfast.“Aunt Star, your nephew wants to eat,” I cheerfully said when I entered the kitchen. Both Nikki and Star turned to look at me with puzzled expressions on their faces. The way they stared at me made it seem like they were wondering what was going on with me. “You're acting rather strange, Jewel. Could it be the pregnancy?” Sta