Despite acting like she didn't care, Priscilla was fuming and raging inside, especially as the scene she walked in on in Brent's office wouldn't stop repaying in her head. Enraged was an understatement for what she felt, buttered was more like it. She wasn't expecting Brent to be loyal to her but seeing him with the same woman who broke their marriage the first time, hurt her. She'd gone to his office to give him a copy of the twins' itinerary since she thought it'll be good for them to spend more time together but she would never have expected what she saw. Priscilla's pov I had no idea why tears were stinging in my eyes as I walked out of the sensory door. Back in the elevator, it took me extreme self control to not yell and break down in his presence. I staggered to my car, making sure to act like I was fine but deep down, I wasn't. I was hurt, angry, enraged but there was nothing I could do about it and knowing that, hurt me more than the action itself. I went into my car and
BRENT’S POVI was fuming angrily as the car zoomed off from the school building, I couldn't believe she would try to pull such trick without listening to my side of the story. The events of today made me realize that if anything goes wrong between Priscilla and I, my kids would be the first people I'd lose and I didn't want that. I felt a gentle tap on my leg and finally glanced at Avery who had a crestfallen look on her face. “Daddy, what's going on?” She asked innocently and I became even angrier. How do I explain to this kid that this happened just because of their mother's insecurity? When I didn't respond on time, she tapped me again. “Where's Aiden?” “Are we going home?” She signed and I palmed my face in my hand. How do I deal with this mess? I was livid, not just at Priscilla but everything else. Today was meant to be a good day, today was meant to go well without hitches, now I only had to deal with hitches but bumps as well. “Yes, yes, we'll go get Aiden later. For no
PRISCILLA’S POVBrent and I entered the kitchen and I gently locked the door behind us to avoid having any of the twins coming in after us. The air between us was thick with tension as we both waited with bated breath for the first person to break the deafening silence. I found myself staring at my feet as though they'd suddenly gotten interesting. Brent's eyes were boring holes into me that made me uncomfortable and squirmy. “I-” We both started simultaneously and our eyes locked in contact. I broke the stare by looking away and taking a deep breath. Thinking about it, I realized I was only being insensitive and petty to have tried to take the kids away from him. “Brent, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to take the kids from you, I wasn't thinking properly and I let my anger cloud my sense of reasoning. I wasn't even thinking straight. I'm so sorry.” I apologized sincerely and his hands slowly reached across for mine. He held my face up to look at him and when I did, I saw that
PAMELA'S POVI remained on the floor after Brent pushed me off and ran after that woman. I looked around in shame, grateful that this did not happen in a public space.That bitch! What the hell was she doing here at the wrong time?Just when I was so close to reaching his soft spot for me, she just had to come in and ruin everything with the bad luck that accompanied her everywhere. I contemplated on whether to stay and wait for Brent to realize what he's missing out on or leave to return later.I decided to do both so I waited and strolled around his office, patiently waiting for my man to return. As I looked across the office, something on his table caught my attention.It was a copy of his insurance statement and he had just three names on it asides his. The paper was poking out amongst the other files and while I resisted the urge to check out the content, I just couldn't control myself and eventually, I let the intrusive thoughts win.I pulled the piece of paper out and skimmed t
BRENT’S POVShe was still disgruntled about the sudden trip to the park but it was fun to see her let loose again as she dressed Aiden and Avery up. I had to go to their room with her because they insisted that they wanted to see us together, kids may be kids but mine are definitely smart kids. “Don't put that on Aiden.” She spoke through gritted teeth to Aiden who was planning to put on a puffy jacket. “But mum, I want to wear it. It's cool.” He whined and she almost snapped at him. “Yeah and it's hot outside. I don't want you ripping my ears apart due to how hot it is so drop it, honey, we'll find you something better and more suitable.” She explained after successfully dressing Avery up. She went to Aiden next while Avery came to me and tapped on my leg. I looked down at her with a smile before lifting her in my arms. “Do you want something sweetheart?” I asked, knowing that the face she was giving meant she wanted to make a request. “Can we go to that picture studio sometime
PRISCILLA’S POV After what felt like a year of fun and laughter, we were finally ready to leave the park. The twins were clearly tired as we both had to carry them in our arms to the car. Avery had fallen asleep on his shoulder while Aiden wrapped his hands around my neck. The park was closing so it made sense for us to leave. We got them strapped safely into the car and the car zoomed off to my house. Brent and I barely said a word to each other as he kept going back and forth with his assistant. Watching him work while holding tight to Avery’s hands, almost made me tear up. There's just something about the way he's trying so hard to be present in their lives and make them happy, that gets to me all the time. I couldn't believe I once thought he wouldn't care for them. “You know if you keep staring at me like that, I may be forced to do something you don't like.” He muttered loud enough for me to hear and I felt heat rush up my thighs. I took my gaze off him and focused on the
PAMELA’S POVMy fear and sense of security heightened after he asked that question. His eyes were roving all over me for answers which I couldn't provide for certain reasons. Slowly I watched as he went through the four stages of anger in a few seconds before flaring up. He jumped from his seat and wrapped his hand around my neck tightly, causing me to gasp and beg for air. “Are you cheating on me bitch?” He yelled angrily but I couldn't respond. Even if I want to, there's no way I could speak with his hands squeezing my guts together. A tear rolled out of my right eye as I tried to pull his hands off me but with every attempt, his hold became tighter. “Kent, p..please..” I tried to force the words out. “Answer the fucking question bitch. Have you been sleeping with another man behind me?” He yelled, his eyes were filled with so much hate and anger that I could see my funeral in my head. If I eventually survived this, I doubt I'd die anytime soon. I slapped my hands on his to fr
PRISCILLA’S POVMy heart was screaming fear and the hope of Brent helping her was the only thing keeping me going. Brent assured me he's had men sent to help her but I still couldn't bring myself to a relieved stop. Claire's boyfriend kept throwing things around and yelling and I could hear Claire's tiny whimpering and it almost made me break into tears. Balls of sweat were trickling down my entire body despite the full air conditioning in my room. After a while, I finally heard what sounded like doors opening and eventually a fight. Ten minutes later, Claire's boyfriend's voice disappeared into oblivion. It was then that I finally heard Claire's full breathing which eventually turned into a bout of tears. I couldn't bring myself to say anything because my tears were also stuck in my throat and crying together won't solve anything so I stayed quiet while waiting for her to be calm. “We've gotten to her, ma’am. She's safe now.” I heard one of the men speak into the phone. “T…than
PRISCILLA’S POV“You're recovering really fast, ma’am. I guess the kids got the good genes from you.” The doctor said, smiling as she looked over my chart. I no longer had the oxygen and others connected to me. According to the doctors, my progress was quite surprising. Brent got the kids and me a VIP room so we won't have to be uncomfortable when sharing the space with others and I couldn't have been more grateful for it. “You should be discharged today, if you'd like to but if not, you can let us know when you're ready to leave and we'll get you the papers.” She added and I could feel my cheeks hurting from how hard I was smiling. There surely were advantages to being a wealthy person, the treatment just hits different. The kids had fallen asleep not quite long before their father left and they were still fast asleep so I just glanced at them and back at the doctor. “Can we go home together today?” I asked but the doctor nodded negatively. “No, I mean you can go home with Aid
PAMELA’S POV“I told you the plan would work. You should try believing in me if we're going to work together.” I said to Jack over the phone. He snorted a response and I chuckled. I glanced at the television and view of Brent's house playing on the TV screen. Every nook and cranny of the house, each displaying on the screen without obstruction. “Girl, you're such a genius.” I said to myself, pouring another glass of wine. “Well, I must say you did well but we cannot rest on our oars now, we need to get more strikes in.” He said despite the disapproval in his tone. “I know but we're going to have to wait for a chance to slip in. It'll be suspicious if we just go in now.” I cautioned him. “Fine, I'll wait until you're ready.” He said, about to end the call but I had a question for him. “Jack.” I called but got no response. “I know we just started working together and all but I need you to be truthful with me and I promise I'll keep your secret.” I added. “I have no secret for you
BRENT’S POVI drove to the house as fast as I could so I'd be able to get back to my family as fast as possible. When I caught Pamela lurking in my house the last time, I was pretty much surprised to find her there. I'd never expected that the intruder would be a lady, talk more of a lady with excess plastic surgery. The bullet didn't lodge in her body but only caused a grazing over her skin. She begged that I let her go and when I asked why she was in my house in the first place, she couldn't come up with a cogent reason so I had her locked away in my basement which doubled as a torture room. All my houses both in and outside the country have a basement like that and Claire's boyfriend was trapped in one of those. When I got to the house, it was empty like I'd expected and got a minute, I imagined what it would be like if my complete family was here. The laughter of my kids, the giggles from my wife, the sound of pots scraping in the kitchen, the loud noise of the Television. It
SYLVESTER’S POV“Sylvester, please stop pacing around. You're making me feel lightheaded with your movements. I know you're angry but please sit.” Donna said to me and I sucked in my breath for the hundredth time. I slammed my hands on the table, causing some of the things on it to spill over. “Now you're just going to start creating a mess.” She sighed and picked up the fallen items. “Would you believe she did that to me? She's my woman yet she had them throw me out.” I rambled again and Donna sighed almost in frustration. “You knew she never liked you from the start, she only agreed to be with you for selfish reasons. None of this is your fault.” She tried to placate me but I was too angry, too bitter to care. “It's all his fault.” I suddenly muttered after coming to the realization of it. “What?” Donna's eyes exposed her confusion. “He's the one making her do this. She loves me, she'd never do that to me if he wasn't in the picture. I have to find a way to get rid of him.” I
BRENT’S POVI finally felt free. After that confession to her, it felt like my soul had been set free, her smile lightened up the room and we went to check up on the kids when they'd woken up. They were both excited to see their mother and I could see the joy and relief in her face as she hugged them both. In the past, I used to think people often did too much by acting like their kids were some sort of lifelines but after this incident, I realized why people held on to their kids like life. I couldn't imagine losing my two kids in a night, my life would totally be over.“Daddy, we miss you at the house.” Aiden suddenly spoke, drawing me back into their conversation. I smiled and ruffled his hair, they'd been taken out of the ER into a VIP room same as Priscilla because I made the request so they'd be comfortable. “I miss you both too.” I responded and Avery smiled deeply. My little girl. She'd been so startled to not have found their mother when she woke up that it took several mi
PRISCILLA’S POV“I don't care what you think about me, all I know is that we belong together. You're mine, Priscilla, you're mine!” His words did not only sound threatening, the words sounded real especially with the fury blazin hot in his eyes. I was getting scared to my bones that he'd pull a crazy stunt as he kept approaching the bed with a glare in his eyes. I could see the hurt, anger and criticism in his eyes but none of our fears could stop him. “Get away from me, Sylvester. Don't you dare come close to me.” I tried to put up a bold front but couldn't. My voice was trembling while my hands started to shake constantly. “You belong to me, I own you!” He muttered bluntly, still strutting towards me. I had a feeling he would do something crazy so I screamed. “Help!!! This man is trying to kill me! Somebody please help me!!” I screamed with everything in me and he rushed to put his hands over my mouth, leaving me to struggle and gasp for breath under his tight hold. Luckily eno
PRISCILLA’S POVIt's been several hours since Brent left me and the kids in the hospital. Sylvester has been smothering my face with all sorts of boring talks about his business trips and how heartbreaking it was for him to hear the news of the incident. He barely gave me a chance to speak and all through the entire time, all I did was nod and pretend like I was listening to him when all I wanted was to be away from him. “I can't do this for much longer.” I thought to myself. “I also have an upcoming trip to Singapore but I'm not sure I'll want to leave you all alone in this condition. Will you come with me?” He asked and I rolled my eyes, despite the intense pain I was feeling in my head. A part of me wanted to snort and ask if he was just being sarcastic but I resisted the urge to do that. “I'm literally tied to a bed, I can't come with you.” I responded curtly, hoping he'd catch the drift but typical Sylvester, he didn't blink an eye. “Brent would've sure as hell picked up on
BRENT'S POVTo be honest, I wasn't expecting her to pick me over Sylvester. He came in here and was acting all lovey dovey either. I couldn't beat watching them but the torture reminded me of how much I needed to be with her as soon as possible. She finally returned her eyes to the doctor, while avoiding contact with either of us.“Can't you just speak with all of us? I don't want to have to choose.” Her voice was low and uneasy. I could tell she's uncomfortable and I hated that I was contributing to her uneasiness.“I mean, it's fine if you want to have them listen in. I just want you to be comfortable.” The doctor remarked and Sylvester turned to her.“I think you should choose, baby. I should be the one with you right , not a random person.” He said. I didn't miss his snide comment and despite wanting nothing more than to punch him in his face, I had to respect Priscilla too.“I…I don't want to choose.” She said, more like a whisper. Her eyes held fright and uneasiness.I noticed S
SYLVESTER’S POVI just stepped out of the shower when I started getting calls from one of my undercover guards. The one I sent close to Priscilla's pov, only with the mission of keeping her and the kids safe. It may sound strange but I could be quite overprotective of people I love and Priscilla was top on that list. I just couldn't let any harm get to her. I dabbed my head with the towel and picked up the phone to answer one of his calls. “What's going on?” I asked, expecting a full rundown of her daily activities but he sounded out of breath as he tried to speak. “Sir, there's a fire at her house. She's trapped inside the fire with the kids. I'm not sure she can make it out alive.” He rushed and fear gripped my heart. “Well, do something about it fast.” I yelled and rushed to my closet to pick an outfit. “There's nothing we can do. Half of the neighborhood is outside the door and we've tried all we can to break in but the door is locked from inside and won't budge under pressu