Desdemona It was all good.The joy in the house, the laughter shared, the plays they engaged in, the only things being created were good memories.It was all good.Too good to let it last.The pair had sidelined me in all that they did. Baking, cooking, playing games, I was even blindfolded while they were watching a movie.Here they were thinking of baking again. Apparently my daughter loved the activity so much she wants to do it for the rest of her life. Worst part is she wants to do it with Ettiene!“Molly,dear, I think its time to get back home. You have to go to the kindergarten tomorrow.”She whines and jumps up from the counter. I scream out, reaching for her but she was already in Ettienes hands.“Molly!” I scream. She continues to giggle, completely ignoring me.Ettiene helps her up the counter. Once again, she jumps and lands in his arms“Guys, guys,” I get in between them. “I agree that you are having fun but fun doesn't have to be dangerous.”“Okay Mommy.” She sits.
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
DesdemonaEttiene decided he wants to have steak at this hour of the day so here we are at a restaurant, having steak.My heart is thumping against my chest. I rub my palm on my chest in an attempt to calm down but nothing. The father to my child is seated across from me and he does not know.I sigh and–"That's the fourth time you are sighing like that." He commented. "You okay?"Of course I am not okay.My brain is running in circles trying to pick a side. I could call my mother but then,I am not ready for an hour of preaching.I could tell Ettiene about the child. On that there are only two things that can happen. Either he says he will take responsibility or he refuses.The other option is to abort. In which I could lose my life together with the tiny thing.Oh and the last one,to ask him for money. The one he was offering after…I shake my head. Surely younger me would be ashamed of the thought itself."I need to tell you something."He put down the fork he was holding and focuses
Desdemona It was all good.The joy in the house, the laughter shared, the plays they engaged in, the only things being created were good memories.It was all good.Too good to let it last.The pair had sidelined me in all that they did. Baking, cooking, playing games, I was even blindfolded while they were watching a movie.Here they were thinking of baking again. Apparently my daughter loved the activity so much she wants to do it for the rest of her life. Worst part is she wants to do it with Ettiene!“Molly,dear, I think its time to get back home. You have to go to the kindergarten tomorrow.”She whines and jumps up from the counter. I scream out, reaching for her but she was already in Ettienes hands.“Molly!” I scream. She continues to giggle, completely ignoring me.Ettiene helps her up the counter. Once again, she jumps and lands in his arms“Guys, guys,” I get in between them. “I agree that you are having fun but fun doesn't have to be dangerous.”“Okay Mommy.” She sits.
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
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
Chapter 43Desdemona Ignoring and moving on, that's what you do when too much information has been dumped on you all at once.A knock comes and I stop swinging around in my chair.“Come in.” His figure brings a light smile to me face. “I didn't expect to see you here.”“Your secretary called me.”“Ah, the new one? he's quite good at his job.”He sits. “Talk to me.”“You are remaining with two weeks till one of you takes the position.”“I'm well aware.”“What are your plans?”“Oh babe, you want me to share them with you so you could sabotage me?”I laugh, brushing him off. “Now why would I do that to the man I'm attracted to.” and the man who hurt me.He sighs and his shoulders slump. “Honestly, I don't know. Two weeks isn't enough to get that much amount, I think jules will have it this time.”I scoff. “And you are just going to let him?”He gives me a weak shrug.“I'll do it. I'll find someone to make it happen.”“It's a lot of money, Desdemona. ‘“I know. First, do you have anyone
MyraThe club was not packed up but the same smell filled the air; sweat, alcohol and cigarettes. Not to forget sex.I clear my throat and step further inside, allowing my eyes to scan over the room.Josh is tall and well built meaning he won't be hard to spot in the crowd.Cold hands grab my arm. “Come this way.”I spin around but that was not fast enough to catch the face of the man dragging me towards the stairs.“Straight ahead, last room.” He orders huskily.I scoff. ‘Rude of him to handle a woman in such a manner.’Nevertheless I follow his direction.Before I could knock the door swings open.“Josh!”“Why are you here?”I stride past him and make myself comfortable.“Is this where you make the drugs?”“Why are you here?” He repeats more sternly than before.“What? I can't come and visit my brother?”He goes round to his seat and goes back to whatever he was doing.“You are completely ignoring me.” And I'll be darned if my voice sounded as whiny as I heard it.He does not reply.
EttieneOkay.The mother and the daughter are going all out in this round."What? What do you mean my father?"Moriah stops and turns. "And for your information,he was not old then,he is old now. Either way,he does not look his age.""The fuck you mean he does not look his age?" Moriahs face does not give anything away."You are seeing him even now? Are you cheating on David? Are you repeating your past?"She gives a nonchalant shrug. "Who says I am?"Waaaait.No way."Oh so it's someone you are…" Ariel's words trail off as realization hits her like a brick.Myra lifts her head from where it was buried in Josh neck."Come again?"Josh had now quit crying and composed himself. He looks up with a scrunched face and puffy eyes. The guy has clearly been through a lot. I feel for him.Kevin who had been silent all this time lets out a long,deep growl. "You two are sisters. Do you want everything spelt out for you?""What are you mad about?" I mumble loud enough for him to hear.He waves
Desdemona"Wait,what?""Collins is not your father." Mother's voice was even,no trace of emotion but I still felt like she had screamed them.As if she slapped me right across the face with them.So all those years I kept up with the man's shit,I could have done something. I considered the fact that he was my father in every decision I made.My eyes well up.I quickly wipe the tears because there was nothing to cry about."I hate him." My chest burn as I mutter those words."And not him alone,I hate you and I hate my biological father as well." The bitterness in my voice made it sound strained."Yeah. Yeah. But…who is your father?" Myra who was not seated asks.I sprint up and wrap the robe around me tightly. "I don't care. I don't want to know. Leave. Everyone leave."The tears streamed down my cheeks.Ettiene stands beside me and pulls me against him. I allow myself to melt into his support."You do care,babe."I hear Myra snarl from afar."You do and that's why you are crying righ
Desdemona"I'm sorry,mother. We have to tell them."My jaws dropped to the ground and my arms to my side."Please tell me you are kidding.""Oh shit!" Ettiene cussed.I laugh then pause to exchange a glance between the two. "You are joking,right?"No response. "This isn't serious.""No shit it is.""No. No. Tell me it's one of those dumb things you do mother. Tell me that you got with a boy with mommy kink and that's what you have going on."Heavy silence followed."Wow." I say while nodding. "It's not."Myra laughs but that's the least of what I want to focus on at the moment."This family is so messed up.""Explain." I ordered. "It's not worth it." She shrugs it off."No. I deserve an explanation and that is exactly what you are going to give to me." I shuffled from the centre of the room and took a seat on the edge of the bed."Maybe we should go talk about this at home.""I see no reason for that." I argue sternly. "Josh,your son over there will probably tell Myra about it. Kev
Ettiene"You know him?!" "Of course I know him." She replies in a high pitch. "W–what are you doing here?" She is already getting out of bed with the gray sheets wrapped up all over her body. "How do you even know her?'Myra steps in front of the guy. "That part is not very important right now.""Then what is?'"The information that he holds." She declared."Information?" Ariel squeaks. "No." She is pushing Josh out the door. "You have no information you want to give. Nothing at all."Josh revolves around her and ends up in the room where he once was."Who's the man you're with?" His eyes pierced into mine. "Waaaait." He growls. "Is he?" He covers his mouth and turns to Ariel. "No way." He stretches on the 'a' a little bit too long."You went back to the guy who put you through shit?" He sneered."Wait. Wait. Wait. He knows about me? Who is he? What I'm I missing over here?"Ariel's phone rings.She ignores it and moves to the wardrobe where she removes a robe and puts it on. The s