DesdemonaMy eyes glared at the ceiling like it was the source of all my problems.I can't do anything in two weeks–less that two weeks actually.I roughly turn to my side and exhale loudly. The clock starred at me reminding me I have four hours to sleep before work.The date offer from Ettiene still lingers in the air. Not because I don't want to go but because he wants to go on a play date with my daughter included.A knock comes before the knob turns. He flips on the lights.“Something told me you were still awake.”“That thing was right.” I sit up.He hands me a glass of milk.“What's keeping you up?”“Ettiene and his stupid family.”He chuckles. “Must be hard.” Silence embraces us and for the first time I was uncomfortable in it.“Hey, you have something to talk about?”“I don't like the guy and the stress he puts over you. No, it's not because I'm I love with you or anything, I hate what he put you through. And I hate that you want to go back to him.”“I'm giving him time to pr
Desdemona ‘She's matured so fast.’ ‘She acts so reasonably.’Those are words I don't want to hear being used to describe my daughter. That is why I agreed to go out with Ettiene. Not as the father of my child but as a man I am giving a second chance to.My best friend glared at me from the kitchen. Everytime I face him,he avoids eyecontact.“Come on,we can't be doing this everyday. You agreed to let me be.”“Never said I'll smile as I walk you put the door.”Good point.My phone beeps, a message from Ettiene signaling he was here and that I should leave my phone behind.I sigh and call out to Molly.She comes running as usual.“Go over there and kiss Mr. Grumpy goodbye. I'll be back.”Outside, Ettiene had stepped out of the car and was now leaning against it. “What? You plan on kidnapping me?”He laughs and pulls me in his arms for a light kiss.It was over before I could even fight back.“Seriously, you-” I shake my head to clear the fog caused by his stupid kiss.“If you carry yo
DesdemonaA strong arm wrapped around my waist tightly,cradling me closer to the mascular chest. Hot breathe lingered on my neck,the next one being warm than the last. I creased my eyebrows in confusion, blinking countless times to get rid of the blurry vision.I could tell I was not in my room, on my bed because of the White painting on the wall and the smell of a strong cologne. The bed felt oddly comfortable compared to what I sleep on at home. Stiffly, I turned my head to look at who was sleeping beside me and I almost screamed but I covered my mouth with my hand just in time. My eyes went wide and my body tensed.A masculine figure lay beside me, his jet-black hair was messy and he looked so peaceful while asleep.From my angle,I glanced around the room. From the way things were arranged ,it is a hotel. A very expensive one at that because ain't no way a bed like this exists in a hotel around my hood. Clothes were scattered everywhere on the floor. And even though it's only his
DesdemonaBeing under someone you love is an incredible feeling. Being under someone who loves you in return is even more amazing. Now getting beneath someone you truly despise and loving it is another story in itself."Aren't you going to sit down?" He asked with his eyebrows raised."I prefer standing." After a pause I added sir."Very well." He tapped his fingers kn the desk. "What's today's schedule?""You have a call at ten am with the…""Make sure it goes to voicemail."I nod. "Then lunch with your parents…""Cancel it."Well someone is in a grumpy mood. "What's men's equivalent for attendance?"He lifted his eyes to me. "What?""If I was having such a sour mood you'd ask if I am on my periods. What's your equivalence to that?"His eyes pierced mine and I thought I should have kept my mouth shut."Sorry,sir." Adding that last part always felt heavy on my tongue."Schedule my fitting for Friday afternoon,pick up my dry cleaning this evening at exactly five, reschedule the meeti
DesdemonaI shut my eyes tightly,my hands remained clasped as I murmered my third Hail Mary. That was followed by a direct statement of my prayer.Prayer works. It always does. I let out a low breathe and flutter my eyes open.Prayer always works,except for this time and the other time.The results slapped me on the face for being reckless.I stared at the kit in my hand. It stared back.Positive. It's the fourth one this week and it still reads positive.I had plans on taking seven tests just to confirm but I think I have had enough proof to know I am pregnant. I drop my body to the floor and bring my knees to my chest, hugging them.If only I had stayed at the countryside then this would have never happened. A night with my boss would have never occured and his seed would not be growing inside of me.A knock comes. "Princess,your phone." I groan and hide the kit behind my back. "Come in,mother."I had zero energy to argue about the name at the moment."Hello." I pick up without ch
EttieneShe was running late,again. The third time this week. I glanced at the clock as i fished for my phone.Soon as I dialed her number the door unlocked and there she was."Why does it seem like you are putting in major efforts to not look miserable?"She slid it close. "Because I am." She hurried behind her desk and got to work."You are meeting with your parents at the Lacasa hotel,and no,you cannot cancel or postpone this one." She announced not lifting her head from her work.Odd.She has not thrown me a nasty glare,not even once. Her eyes have not made 360 degrees turn and she hasn't looked to the side trying to buy time as she weighed her words.After long hours of silence. I close my tabs. "What is going on?"She lifted her head but averted my eyes. "With what sir?"The word sir rolled off smoothly from her mouth,it never does."With us."She sighs and takes off her glasses,which by the way,she has never worn. "There is no us,sir."The stress on the last part signified that
DesdemonaHe abused his power by commanding me to accompany him to his date. I sat next to him across from Myra who did not appreciate my presence.Of all the places to take your first date,he chose a club. Myra did not seem bothered by his choice so I guess I should not dwell on it.But seriously if you are taking a woman on a date then you should do something pleasant,a restaurant for example. Like they do in the movies."What do you do?" I ask her when Etienne looked like he had no intention of starting a conversation."I'm a model."I waited for more but she was done. Just that?"Is it enough? I mean,to pay the bills and all that."She chuckled and focused on Ettiene. "Where did you get her? She is so not your class." Etienne stopped swirling his drink and lifted his head."Say it again." His voice was the She covered her mouth and chuckled. When his gaze did not fall,she dropped her hand and took a sip of her drink.This is going to be a long night. I choose to occupy my mind w
DesdemonaMy gaze pierces through my mother, shooting daggers at her. She on the other hand was fiddling with the hospital's sheets. My body was trembling and the more I looked at her the more agitated I felt.I swallowed hard then opened my mouth to speak. The words formed in my head but refused to leave my lips. I tried again and ended up with a heavy sigh.The doctor walked in and assured me that mother is okay and she can go home.I called an Uber and the whole drive was spent in utter silence.Upon arrival,she took everything she had ordered to her room and came to the small living room. "Stop pacing up and down like that,you're making me dizzy."I scoff and roll my eyes."You had the audacity to spend almost all out money on designer clothes and bags,mother." It took all my energy to not scream at her."What? If you want to get a rich man,you must look rich yourself."I pinch my nose bridge while biting on my lower lip. "A rich,are you even…I'm so done with you."My eyes catc