Emily.
The silence in the morning after was deafening.
“This isn't supposed to happen.” I scolded myself as I watched Cedric fall asleep on the other side of the bed. I was still feeling sore after last night. I thought of how demeaning I would be to him after I had met him inside of me. I had never been with any man, as much as I had friends in my place of work, I couldn't deal. with going to bed with a man. I was too busy making a life to live with a man. I had registered that life wasn't for me. It was clear even if I had a life ahead of me, I still didn't think that was possible.
Dad was the only plausible event bringing me into this mess. If I could just reach out to me, I would like to know why he had sold me to a man as inconsiderate as this. Now I had met that same man inside me, breaking my virginity.
Tears fell from my eyes.
I remember the contract that he had given to me. There wasn't going to be anything like an emotional attachment, no children, and no link to his wealth whatsoever. I was okay with the terms and now, we had both broken those terms which made everything more complicated. I stared at the window as I saw everyone departing in their different cars. It was a perfect opportunity to escape now that he wasn't awake. I was scared of making a move because the last time I did, he caught me red-handed and completely twisted the situation.
I went back to bed.
I saw him stand up from the bed, half-naked, glaring at me, taking his clothes from my room, and leaving. His attitude only left a hole in my heart because I felt used and thrown under the pit only to fend for myself after what we had last night. I wish we even had to fight this just so I know where his heart is. I felt humiliated some more, I was reliving yesterday.
I was indeed here to serve a purpose. As much as I am yet to find out what that is, I'm just here to warm his bed even more. I hated that more than anything.
*
It's been a week, Cedric has been in and out most of the time. Yet he hasn't said a word to me. He kept stashing money on my bed each time I wasn't there. I kept them every time because I had no use for them. At least not yet. My phone rang distracting me from the humiliating thoughts of Cedric.
I was excited when I saw who it was.
“Amber?”
“Yes, have you replaced me in your life?” She screamed with an accusing tone but I laughed instead as tears escaped from my eyes. “I have been trying to reach you for weeks now. Ever since I heard of that plane crash. I called your dad too and I couldn't get a hold of him either. Then, I saw you on TV, saying you were married to a billionaire. You have been making public appearances with him. What the hell is going on, Emily? I do not know who to ask and when I ask the girls they said they haven't heard from you either.”
“Amber, you have to slow down. You are asking too many questions and I do not know which one to answer first.” I told her. There was a certain excitement in her voice and it was a huge relief that she called. Every time I wanted to call, I always thought that Cedric was going to find out who I was talking to. He already knew her and it was sickening. There is no telling what he would do if he found me talking to her.
“Then answer this, are you married?”
“Yes, I am.”
She sighed. “I don't feel good about it because you didn't tell me you had a boyfriend. I am in France now, for work and I am trying to track you down at the new branch you were transferred to they said they haven't seen you since they got the news of your arrival. What's going on Emily? Talk to me. I am deeply worried about you.”
It was a relief that she was here in France. An idea came to me. “Since you are here in France, how about we catch up? I will send you the location of where I am and we can talk.”
I sent her the location. At the same time, I texted Cedric telling him I am having a friend over and he shouldn't worry I have already given her permission to come over.
It didn't take long until Amber arrived at the house. We jumped into a hug with each other and she cried a little just seeing how well I am. She raced about the house I was staying in, teased me but I couldn't miss the worry on her face.
“Okay, I didn't want to believe any of it until it was true. Seeing it now, something is wrong. What exactly happened.”
“I am married.” That's all I could say. The contract didn't just indicate emotional attachments and children. I was also bound to secrecy about what had happened and if I spilled a word to someone, I might be in jail for violation of the contract. I couldn't afford to go to jail right now.
“That's all you are going to give me?” I was about to speak when I started feeling light. My head was spinning and inside me was on fire. Before I could say another word, darkness took over.
I blinked my eyes open and Cedric was the first person I saw. He was sitting by the chair close to me with a drink in his hand and a bit disoriented. Amber was nowhere to be found.
“You didn't go to the hospital for your check-up and you missed your shot.” I narrowed my eyes, confused about what he was saying.
“I don't know what you are talking about.”
“Like hell you do not know, Emily!” He threw the glass against the wall. I flinched. “This pregnancy is your fault.”
“I am not pregnant.”
“A doctor checked you just now and you are. You were supposed to be taking your pills.” He sighed, I was short of words. “I will be taking you to the clinic tomorrow.”
“For antenatal?” Isn't that too early? I asked myself.
I was scared as he glanced at me with fury.
“You are going to get an abortion.”
CedricI stared at her. It was the least I could do to keep my emotions at bay. I didn't know how to approach the situation, especially when Elliott had related to me about their relationship. I knew something was going on, but they were willing to deny everything while I was watching them. I became more furious, seeing how she had sold herself to a man like Elliott. I couldn't think of anything else that could be more demeaning than coming to terms with the fact that she had been with him all along. It made me rethink the story of her kidnap. Was she truly missing? What was she up to? I saw how she stretched herself, in her seat. I wanted to help her, but then that she still had that thing in her womb even after I had Instructed that she had gotten rid of it. It was the same issue that caused her disappearance for weeks. Something that hadn't settled well with me since then.The air around us was tense. She was under my predatory glance every time as she stared out the window. I cou
CedricEmily was glaring at me, her eyes wild with fury, but I didn’t care. Not anymore. I had no time for her tantrums or misplaced anger. After everything I’d done for her, the least she could do was listen."Emily’s just going through a lot right now," Elliot said, his voice calm but strained. He was standing too close to her, like he always did. It made my blood boil. "You should take her home, Cedric."I laughed, a sharp, bitter sound that echoed off the walls. "You must think I’m stupid, Elliot." I took a step closer, eyes narrowing on him. “Are you sleeping with my wife?”He flinched, just a small movement, but enough for me to see. I could smell the guilt on him like cheap cologne. His eyes darted to Emily for the briefest second before he quickly shook his head. “No. Of course not.”Emily stood up straighter, chin held high, defiance written all over her face. “How does it affect you, Cedric?" she shot back. "When you’re cheating on me yourself?”I turned to her, rage flashin
EmilyI stood there, my body tense, my eyes fixed on Cedric as he stepped closer. His presence was always unnerving, but this time, it was more than that. He had been absent when I needed him most, and now he thought he could simply demand my return, as if nothing had happened. I was not going back without answers."Emily, you need to go home," Elliot's voice came from beside me, low and urgent. He reached out to touch my arm, but I pulled away, glaring at him."Home?" I scoffed, shaking my head. "Where was he when I was missing? Where the hell were you?" My voice rose, filled with the frustration and betrayal that had been building up ever since my disappearance.Cedric’s jaw tightened as he looked at me, his eyes cold. "I don’t have to explain myself to you," he said, voice calm but edged with threat. He was always like this—untouchable, self-assured. “Return with me now, or you’ll face the consequences.”Consequences. The word sent a shiver down my spine, but I refused to back down
Emily Elliot had been behaving strangely. The softness he had when I first arrived seemed to have vanished into thin air. I tried to think of what I might have done that would create such indifference in him before he left. I couldn't come up with anything. I knew how I was with Cedric, and he hadn't made me feel even the slightest way Elliot had made me feel. I felt safe for the first time in a long while, and that was why I felt sick to my stomach. Knowing that something was off with him when I knew that was not how he reacted.I sighed, wandering around the house, not knowing how to release the anxiety that settled in my bones. "Ma'am?!" I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard the subtle voice of the maid. Subtle but sharp. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were standing there.""I guess you are worried. If there is anything I can do to help." I smiled, shaking my head. She dropped the tray holding the glass of juice in place. "It's fine. It's just been a few hours since Elliot w
CedricI drove with purpose, gripping the steering wheel tighter than necessary as I navigated through the city streets toward Elliott ’s club. The day was overcast, a fitting backdrop for the irritation gnawing at me. Elliott. His name had come up far too often lately, and I wasn’t about to let him continue slipping under the radar. Emily’s disappearance had changed everything. I had to know if he was involved, no matter how friendly he acted.When I arrived, Elliott was already waiting for me outside the club, leaning casually against the side of his car. He straightened up as I pulled into the lot and stepped out. As usual, his face held that annoyingly neutral expression, the one that made it hard to gauge what he was really thinking.I approached him, taking a deep breath to calm the simmering anger inside me. I wasn’t here to start a fight. Not yet."Elliott," I greeted, keeping my voice steady."Hey, Cedric," he replied, flashing me that too-friendly grin of his. "What's going
EmilyI wandered through Elliott’s house, letting my mind drift as I moved from room to room. There was something calming about the quiet space, the soft hum of the wind outside, the creak of the floorboards under my feet. After everything that had happened, I needed this—a moment of peace, of silence, where I could pretend, just for a little while, that things weren’t so complicated.As I ran my hand along the wall, I started to daydream. I imagined a life here, with Elliott. Me, him, and our child. I could see it so clearly, like a picture-perfect fantasy that felt almost within reach. I pictured Elliott in the kitchen, cooking like he did this morning, laughing as our child ran around the house. The thought brought a small smile to my face, even though deep down, I knew it wasn’t that simple. Nothing ever was. But in that moment, I allowed myself to dream.Eventually, I found myself standing in front of Elliott’s bedroom door. Curiosity tugged at me, and I pushed it open gently, st