PRISCILLA'S POVWe walked for several minutes without walking before I finally got the courage to glance at Brent from beneath my lash and I found him looking at me and smiling. I cleared my throat, trying to force out the embarrassment I was feeling. I had teared up because someone offered to be my friend. If that wasn't middle schoolish, I didn't know what that was.“It’s just been a while.” I explained vaguely and he nodded as if understanding all that sentence encompassed.“You mean since somebody looked at you and decided to lend a helping hand without you asking for it and not demanding your soul in return?”I stared at him, jaw in the air. He had explained it perfectly. “That's right. There is the consideration for you since you are a friend of her husband but she didn't have to offer…” To be my friend, I didn't finish the sentence. “Plus, she probably doesn't know about us, so it's a nice change of pace. I need a woman that will be on my side when we have an argument, especial
I tapped the floor and smiled as Aiden and Avery's face lit up with excitement as they sat down. I made it a duty to have this kind of conversation with the kids every few months when it feels like things were overwhelming for them and so far, I was sure this period was going to take the crown of overwhelming.“Did you enjoy the hike?” I asked and they both nodded. Avery sometimes wanted a break from silence and she had been stimming with some of her loud toys so her hearing aid was in.“I loved it.” Aiden said, nodding multiple times and I ran my hair through his hair, smiling at the adorableness.“I miss Ava and Eva.” Avery said and I nodded.“You had fun with them right?” I asked.“Yes. Can we go see them?” Avery asked and Aiden nodded. “I want to see Ava's books. She said she has a lot. I have a lot too.” He boasted.“Yes you do. Do they draw or paint?” I asked Avery and she shook her head.“Does that make you sad? That they can read with Aiden but not draw with you?”She shrugged
BRENT'S POVI basked in the sounds of machine whirring, forklifts humming and people shouting instructions as I entered the company warehouse. I was lucky enough to have been able to buy the lands that were near the warehouse, so expansion was possible, and now I had the warehouse of my dreams. It was sectioned into each of the things we were involved in. there was a different section for the hotel wears and items, restaurants and the management of art, but the best part of it was the fact that neither section could disturb the other.Ever since I was a child, this had been the place that had appealed to me the most. It was so easy for me to get caught up in the stress and boundaries that surrounded me in my office, but the warehouse was the place I was able to let out everything and de-stress. I breathed in the familiar scent of dryness and checked my watch. I had about ten minutes to kill before I had to show Sylvester around. All the contracts had been signed, and we were official
SYLVESTER’S POVI watched my boss car drive off and I entered the warehouse. The call he had gotten had probably been urgent but kids? I wasn’t jobless enough to stalk him wherever I could get more information on him from, but from the little I’d seen about him, it wasn’t public knowledge that he had kids. Well, that was new information I could file away for better use.I continued touring the warehouse, amazed by how organized and strategic things had been arranged. That made me know my boss a little better. I’d been surprised when I had seen the offer, and had been even more surprised that I’d gotten it, I could scarcely believe it even now. For someone that hadn’t known any favours in their childhood, this was a great game changer for me, and I was going to use it wisely. Now, if my other wish could be granted, and I could see her again, my life would be even more fulfilled. But even this level of fulfilled was almost unbelievable. It was almost unheard of that someone with Brent’
I unlocked the door and stepped in, the twins following closely behind me. For a moment, I was tempted to ask them to go wash their hands or something else to distract their attention, but I didn’t. I brought out my phone and dialled Priscilla’s number for probably the thirtieth time, and I started breathing fast when her phone began ringing. I picked up her phone and carefully moved into her bedroom, hoping and praying she was inside.I walked carefully but steadily into her room, and my legs almost buckled when I saw the figure that was stretched across the bed in a child’s pose. Knowing the twins were behind me, I stopped and turned to them.“Why don’t you guys go and wash your hands, and I’ll be with you? You can see that your mom is fine, right?” I tried convincing the twins.They hesitated but left reluctantly at my prodding. I walked towards Priscilla and tapped her, and my eyes widened at how hot her skin felt. I tapped her again when she didn’t respond, and didn’t stop until
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHTI was stuck under something. That was my first thought and probably what woke me up. I felt a hand on my forehead and let out a scream, rushing to save myself, falling down in that rush.“What’s going on?” A frantic voice asked.I finally opened my eyes, the groggy memories of the previous day rushing back in and saw Brent kneeling on the bed, his face a mask of terror and was that a book in his hand? “I'm sorry.” I apologized, realizing I'd scared Brent and it had been his hand that had felt like something had fallen on me.He stared at me and I could see that he was trying not to laugh and seeing the humor in that situation, I gave up and scoffed. “Laugh all you want. I can see through you.”He melted on the bed, his body racking with loud laughter and I shook my head and climbed the bed back.He stopped laughing and moved closer to me, ignoring the distance I'd intentionally kept by putting myself as far away from him as I could. “I want to check your temperatu
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINEI didn't even mind her tone when she snapped. “What favour did they ask?”I stared at her, serious and all smile forgotten. “Why would the twins believe you're sad?”“What?”“The twins told me they think you were sick because you've been sad for a long time and they wanted me to be their daddy. In those very words.” I confirmed when doubt started rising in her eyes.She shook her head. “I don't know why they would think that I'm sad.” She gasped as if remembering something. “Maybe because I've not been speaking with Carlie of recent. They've been asking me of her recently.”I noticed she had only focused on the first statement but I let it go, for now. I furrowed my brows. “Carlie? The one that stole your designs? What does that have to do with the kids thinking you're sad.” PRISCILLA'S POVI debated what to tell him and opted for an half truth. I shrugged. “We used to talk like three times every week and suddenly we stopped talking. I don't know what goes through
I took a deep breath and sat in front of the kids. They'd already finished breakfast and I'd informed them I wanted to tell them something.Aiden frowned. “Is this about what Avery said yesterday. I'm the one that told her to say that.”Brent glanced at me sharply and I shook my head. Since they were twins, I knew go expect the fact that they were always trying to cover up for each other.I nodded. “Yes. It's about yesterday and you two are not on trouble so there's no need to lie. Um, this is not really because of what you said but I should have told you before so you wouldn't have to have thought that way.”Brent tapped me so I knew I was rambling. The kids confused and worried expression didn't help either so I just blurted it out. “Brent is your daddy. A while ago, mummy and daddy stayed together but since mummy left, daddy did not know about you so I did not tell you.”And there was silence. I turned to Brent, my heart starting to beat even faster than it was. Why weren't they sa
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
BRENT’S POVThe day slowly wound down to an unnerving evening for me. The production at the new facility cost a lot more money, time and human labor than we bargained for so all hands had to be on deck to work through it. I've managed to stuff my face with enough work that I barely had time to think about Priscilla. I was either in a meeting or leaving one, I also had to work in the factory when we got understaffed. “You know we can just hire someone to do what you're doing.” Evelyn said to me while I programmed one of the machines. I ignored her comment and returned to working, pouring my heart’s content into it. By the time we finished for the day, my muscles ached so badly that I knew I needed to take several days off. I made sure to be the last person to leave, well, I tried to be the last to leave but Evelyn insisted I had to go before her. “You know you don't need to do all these, Brent. You can just leave.” She insisted while I continued working until I could no longer bear
PRISCILLA’S POVAs I drove the kids back home, I couldn't get the thought of how messy things might get if they found out about the situation between Brent and I. All through the ride, I only listened to their talks absentmindedly while trying to figure out a way to get things together before they got out of hand. We got home and I hurriedly got the kids ready for dinner, they wanted an early dinner and I was glad they did too. “Aiden, get it together so I can brush your hair already.” I groaned in frustration while preparing them for the evening. “Mum, what are we having for dinner?” He asked, fiddling with his pajamas while Avery stared at her coloring book. “Potatoes and chicken.” I answered and Avery’s eyes turned to me in delight. She hugged me without saying anything and I hugged her back. I finished with them and went into the kitchen to start making the meal. They insisted on being in the kitchen with me and when I refused, Aiden broke down in tears while Avery sulked re