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TRANSFORMATION Ethan could not believe that he had agreed to bring his wife along. "His wife" the words continued to play out in his mind till he reached home. He hated the sound of it and the intimacy it suggested. Camilla was not his wife, she was just playing the part for a while. Yet everyone seemed to continuously want to put them together, first, his mother insisted they share a room, and now he was getting invited to parties alongside her. He could easily go to the party without her and make excuses to his host as to why his 'wife' was absent. However, he also had to think about his business and good relationship with clients and prospects were important and a tiny mistake could be costly and have adverse effects. When Ethan reached home, he was surprised to see his children and mother together with Camilla in the living room. They were all engrossed in what they were watching. It was a rare sight since losing his wife Vanessa, and for an instant, his mind's eyes wandered
Ethan was not in the right mood when he got home later in the day. The workload was getting heavier and his partner Gaius was still not back from his honeymoon. He had made up his mind that he would insist that he resumes back at the latest next Monday. any honeymoon shouldn't take more than one week and his friend has stayed at least a month gallivanting around the world. Reluctantly, He took a shower and wore the suit he had bought almost two years back. He rang his housekeeper to enquire about Camilla and if she was ready since she was not in the room, he guessed the stylists he called were still working on her. With his late wife they dressed up together in the same room but he was not about to do that with Camilla. “She is ready and waiting at the living area" his housekeeper replied before Ethan cut off the intercom. *********** Ethan Could not believe his eyes when he saw Camilla, she looked elegant in the Dress she was wearing, the way the clothes clung to her body, highlig
INCLUSION After the drama following the anniversary party with Camilla, Ethan decided to spend the weekend at home, working only half a day on Friday before the weekend. His mother Theresa had been thrilled with the decision, Camilla did not know how to react to him so she avoided him at all cost, luckily for her, her planned work and they never crossed to watch others' part. Ethan used the weekend to bond with his last child Sophie, the animosity between them started wearing off when Camilla came into their life and the little child did not feel uncomfortable being around her father anymore. They went for ice cream at noon on Saturday, Sophie insisted they bring a takeaway ice cream pack for Emma, William, grandma, and aunt Camilla as she loved to call her. As soon as they got back home Sophie dashed to her room and brought a drawing with her which she presented to her father. I LOVE YOU DADDY was roughly scribbled at the bottom of the drawing, each sketch was labeled Daddy, Gr
HITCH A RIDE Gaius kept his mind away from his marriage, as he rummaged through his workload, sorted out files according to the degree of urgency, signed overdue checks, had a brief meeting with the team under his supervision, he was so engrossed in his work that he did not notice the day wear off till mid-afternoon. The creak of the door made him look up from his table. “ It's you, what time is it?” he looked at his watch grimacing at how much time had gone. “I feel stiff and my back aches.” Gaius Stretched and cracked his neck to gain some relief. Ethan laughed, “I want to grab some lunch, you care to join.” “ Gladly, I have not eaten since today. Bill is on you though.” “ Your protruding stomach says otherwise.” teasing his friend was a pastime he enjoyed. Gaius chuckled “hahaha, too much wine and junk food is to blame.” “And I was thinking of treating you to some fries and hamburger.” Ethan pouted. “Who says I can't have some. Two weeks of torture in the gym and I
JUST FLIRTING “That was a smooth ride, Chad.” Emma, who was the first to alight from her BMW, shouted. She tried to arrange her hair, which was flying all over because of the wind. “It sure was,” Chad replied, he had asked Emma to allow him to drive her car and she willingly agreed. “Driving above the speed limit again.” chads father chided him, Emma stood aside, not sure what to say, it was the first time she was visiting Chad's home, and did not want to get involved in their brawl. “I can take care of myself father and no I was not driving above the speed limit.” “Who is she?'' Chad's father suddenly asked him, his attention focused on Emma. “Her name is Emma.” “And who is she to you?” “A friend,” Chad grumbled. “ What does it matter to you father?” Chad's father knew his son too well, he had a wake of heartbreak along his trail. “Let me guess, she owns a BMW. “Yes, she does. Can we go now, or do you have a thousand more questions to ask?” Chad's father remained mute an
DELIMMA Ethan was not too pleased with his growing attraction for Camilla. He had promised himself that he would never have his heart flip for another woman since, after his wife's death, he was supposed to only love Vanessa after all we were only supposed to fall in love once. But here he was almost betraying her, he had to really try hard before he could remember her face. And this was not supposed to happen, he was not supposed to feel lesser of his grief, he was supposed to honor her memory by remaining in his pain forever, missing and pinning for her always, it had worked for almost four years, but things were beginning to change and even more since Camilla came into his life. Taking a deep puff at his cigarette that hung loosely between his fingers, he watched as the sexy dancer swung her slim body around the pole. Her kinky ginger hair tied into a bun stood like a pineapple over her head. Her dance moves kept him mesmerized, he stood transfixed watching her move around the
If flirting with me was what Ethan wanted then so be it Margeret told herself. She was not about to give up the attention he was giving her. Not that she was short of getting men to pay her attention, but Ethan was in a different league. He was rich, famous, and had the body of Zeus, the Greek god. He was also married and open to possible romance which made it more intriguing, the last time she had an affair with a married man was right after she finished college and needed extra cash to help with the little she earned. Now she was self-made and even at that, she needed some excitement in her life and Margeret felt that Ethan was the answer to that. ******************* ETHAN'S HOME "You are still awake." Ethan sneered as he walked into his room, at almost past two. He was a bit drunk which was unlike him and his gait was not steady. He had gone farther than he planned to do with Margaret, they shared a kiss or two. Sharing a kiss was not Ethan's reason for being angry he was angr
AWKWARD Ethan woke up the next day feeling like shit. He had a blinding headache and felt an intense sense of loss around him. Memories of last night came flooding back and he tried to block them. He pressed a button on the wall close to his bed and within a minute, a servant walked in. "Coffee please, thick and black. Get me some aspirin too." He waved his fingers and dismissed the servant. Remembering he shared the room with Camilla, he turned to see if she was still there even though he knew it was unlikely and heaved in relief when she wasn't. His phone rang just then and he prayed it was not Margaret thankfully it was Gaius. "Hey " he murmured into the phone. "Where are you?" Gaius sounded exasperated when he spoke. "At home, in my bed precisely." Ethan pressed his temple with his index and middle finger clapped together. It felt as if he was getting blind by the sheer pain of the headache. "Won't you come to the office today?" "I don't know yet, my head hurts." Ethan m
EMMA IS HAVING A BABYEmma and her siblings saw less of their father because he was never at home even though he had been trying to change in the last months after his wedding to Camilla. Emma understood the reason for his backtracking, it broke her heart to see Williams and Sophie yearn for their father all over again and this time it was her fault.“Don't blame yourself.” Her grandmother chided her. “Your father has a lot going on, his absence has nothing to do with you.” But Emma would not be convinced, she knew her father too well; she had brought this pain to the whole family, and she was not a good example to her younger ones. Emma also observed other things. She noticed how her grandmother looked at her and was convinced that it was disappointment written all over her face. However, she carried on with her pregnancy, what was done was done and there was nothing she could do about it. She made up her mind to thrive for her baby and to be happy no matter the difficulties facing
RUNNING AWAYEthan believed that he had failed as a father to his children. He reckoned that his obsession with his pain made him forget how to be a father. Alone in his room, he cried for the wife he lost too soon, for his negligence towards his family, and for his young daughter, who was only a child and was now pregnant.He was also very angry. Emma should have taken his advice and gotten rid of the pregnancy, it was just a simple and safe routine. He wondered why she changed her mind, or if Camilla was the one who convinced her against his will. He was getting angry just thinking about it, he stood from the couch where he had been crouched over in thought and paced his large room. Does his young wife have a hand in this? did she manage to make his daughter disobey him, did he underestimate her influence over his children, especially his eldest child?There was only one way to find out. He stormed out of his room and went in search of the devil that betrayed him. She was nowhere
REGRETSChad Made love to Emma again, this time it was easier to penetrate and keep thrusting into her. Even though Emma experienced some discomfort, she found the sex more pleasurable than the previous one. She even had an orgasm before Chad released into her again. They lay beside each other panting and sweating after the sex was over. After some minutes, They went to shower together; it was already getting late and Emma was worried that her father might get home before her, if it was just her grandmother she would make some excuse and her grandmother will let her be, but her father would enquire to know more about where she had been and she was not ready to divulge such information.Chad also wanted her gone before his father arrived. His father was not amused by the number of girls he brought home.“Your body count is off the chart.” His father had reprimanded him just two weeks ago. He did not want his father to reveal his lifestyle in front of Emma. He knew Emma loved him just
RIDE HOMEEmma sat at the back of the car thinking about her life and how she had wrecked it. She could not believe that she was carried away by Chad's charm and good looks. Now she is single and pregnant and her father hates her. She wanted her mum so bad, if she had been here she would not be in this situation. Resting her back against the seat she heaved a long sigh and felt Camilla's hands rub her shoulders. Camilla, her stepmother. She had hated the idea of her marrying her father, but now Camilla was the strength she needed in her dilemma, the young woman had comforted her and never judged her since she told her about her pregnancy. Her father on the other hand had been moody since finding out, if looks could kill, she would already be dead from the dagger shooting out of his eyes towards her.It had been a silly mistake on her part, the warning signs were there but she overlooked it all because she enjoyed the attention and popularity being with Chad gave her. Her naivety w
The tension in the car as they rode to the hospital was nerve-wracking. Emma had stopped crying, she just sat quietly beside Camilla in the backseat and tried not to think about what she was about to do. Emma knew her father was still seething, she could tell from the way he jammed on the horn of his car and how fast he rode. If he meant to kill them all then so be it, her life was already ruined.But could she continue to blame Chad, her dad did, and everyone in her family did but she blamed herself more. She could have read between the lines, and seen the red flags. However, she had been more thrilled to be dating the most popular kid in school who showed interest in her and thereby threw all caution to the wind. Her negligence has cost her; here she was going to the hospital to get rid of the bastard as her father put it, and Chad was nowhere to be found, he might be up someone else skirts, he could be having the best day of his life or worst he could be frolicking with Melissa his
THIS IS NOT HAPPENING On the elevator ride down, Ethan reflected on everything that had happened, on one hand, was a willing Margaret that had the body of a goddess. On the other hand, was Camille, she was also beautiful, homely and his children seemed drawn to her. He had a plan, to hire a bride, get married so his mother would stop pestering him, and after five years divorce her. Well, the plan seemed to be falling apart, not only was he drawn to Camille, but he was also being faithful to her. He could not make this up and it was getting on his nerves. Cheating your spouse was wrong but he wouldn't be cheating if the bride was for hire, yet here he was leaving the flat of the most gorgeous woman he had ever met who was minutes ago begging him to screw the hell out of her, she had been so wet and so ready. He palm-butted his face in disgust. Even if he wanted to, he doubted that Margaret would be willing anymore not after he had rejected her not once, but twice. What am I goin
STRAYINGEthan took a long gulp of his scotch, it was what he needed. Even though he was fully aware that it was his favorite mix, how she knew he liked it remained a mystery, a part of him wanted to get out to avoid further entanglement with her while another part of him wanted to be wild, have fun without a care about who gets hurt. He was still contemplating whether to flee or stay when Margaret came back into the living room wearing next to nothing.He knew his mouth hung open on seeing her, but he could not close it. He stood transfixed as she walked toward him and stopped in front of him.Margaret smiled at him "you like." She swirled allowing Ethan a better view of her body."I have to leave now," Ethan said, he gulped down the remaining drink and stood up from the chair. "I am sorry."Margaret was surprised, she held him by the hand and met his gaze. "Why." She was irked by his behavior."I…I forgot." He shook his head as if trying to recollect "I can't do this Margaret, am so
Camilla looked on as Theresa and Emma cried in each other's arms. She felt sad with her own emotions, and thoughts of her mother overwhelmed her. For an instant she felt jealous, it had been long since she felt any real human touch around her, she missed her mother so terribly, she missed her hugs, her warmth, her smile, even her scent. She wanted to go back to Brazil and be with her mother. It was better than being invisible in this foreign land but she could not, her mother had forbidden her from being irrational with her decision, she could not go home because she would lose what she had worked so hard to get. Even though being with her mum was all she wanted, she knew her mother would be more heartbroken if she failed than if she never sees her again. Gathering herself together, Camilla waited for Emma and Theresa to calm down and when they finally composed themselves, Theresa reached out to Camilla and hugged her too. "Thank you," Theresa said with a smile. Camilla was confuse
PREGNANT Camilla was not sure why Emma asked for her, even though they had never been close, there was mutual respect between them. However, she had noticed that there had been a subtle change in Emma, in the last two months or so, she went from calm to wild then subtle. Camilla was suddenly worried, and hurried her step, when she hit Emma's door she waited a bit before knocking and was asked to come in almost immediately. "Hi." Camilla locked the door behind her and waited, this was her first time in Emma's room and even though she was invited she did not want to overstep her boundary. "You can sit over there." Emma pointed to a yellow couch. Camilla walked over to the couch and sat down, many thoughts flowed through her mind as to why she was called. She watched the young lady fidget with her hands. She looked worried and must have been crying, from how puffy her face was. "Is everything okay, Emma," Camilla asked. Emma shook her in no. "What is the problem?" Camilla asked.