SEKANI: I didn't miss the tension in the air the moment I walked into the TV room with Mia in tow. I always knew they never liked each other. Maybe not so much for Sean who never paid attention to him in the past. But Luca? He harbored deep resentment for Sean. He had been the one with me throughout my pregnancy. So he knew what I went through. He was there before Simone even got involved with Sean. He was there in high school, my literal best friend since were little. And he didn't hide it. He didn't hide the hate he harbored for him. Luca was speaking quite nicely to Sean and it confused me more than anything. I had no idea why but I could tell he didn't mean it. He must have said something mean to Sean because Sean wasn't smiling and his replies were curt. "Go play with Dad and Uncle Sean. I'll set the table up." Mya turned to the men right when Sean snatched the Compact Disk from Luca with a glare. Luca was also glaring at him. She turned back to look at
SEKANI: I finally left Mya's room and made my way back to find Luca seated on the couch and eating from his plate of cake. "I thought you were too busy fighting with my husband that you forgot to eat the cake." He turned to me with raised brows. "Your husband? You now call him your husband?" I shrugged. "I've gotten used to it, I guess." "I knew this was a bad decision. I warned you, Sekani," he sighed and slapped his palm over his head. "I knew you were going to eventually fall in love with him. When it comes to Sean, it's like you turn off your logical button." I frowned, taking offense at the fact that he thought I'd fallen in love with Sean. "Why do you say that?" "Look at you! Calling him your husband and all." "And because I did that, you deduce I am in love with him? Who do you see me as, Luca? The stupid girl from college? The girl who didn't know when to fucking walk away and see that this isn't for her?" He placed his plate on the coffee table and pushed t
SEKANI: At the back of my head, there was only one thing on repeat. That I had to run away from this man. That he wasn't at all good for me. That he was bad for me and I hated that I kept suppressing those thoughts that nothing else mattered. I remembered my first kiss. Sean was my first kiss. I could barely get a kiss from anyone in high school and each time I heard Sekani talk about the magical kiss she'd shared with her boyfriend in high school, I was curious to know how it felt. Although Luca had offered to give me that experience, I had turned him down. Hell, he was my best friend. Why would he want to ruin what we had for a mere kiss? So I started out with my first kissing experience. I started with the nerds who found me interesting enough to talk to but neither of them seemed to get the hint or were too nervous to kiss Sekani Salvador. Then I tried finding that kiss amongst the nonexistent students but they seemed to hate my braces. So I gave up. I didn't worry ab
SEKANI: I slept off after giving myself a much-needed orgasm. I did everything possible to make sure I didn't think of what transpired between me and Sean. It was only going to prove what Luca had said was right and I felt genuinely ashamed of myself for even allowing things to go that way. I slept off minutes later, waking up to the shrill ring of my alarm during the early hours of the morning. Turning over, with eyes still closed, I grabbed my phone and swiped my screen before letting it drop to the bed. Another ten minutes wasn't going to hurt or get me fired. So I enjoyed the few minutes I had left, getting every sleep I could at least catch before it rang once again. Letting out a groan and almost bursting into tears, I snatched my phone and opened my eyes, sitting up in the process. "Why do I have to go to work today?" I groaned, falling back into the bed and spreading my legs out like a little child relaxing on a Saturday morning. Wait... Today
SEKANI: "Ma'am, your right foot." I placed my right foot into the hands of the woman seated before me. She placed it on a plush footpad and began to apply a white coat of gel polish on my feet. I stared down at my nails, sighing and almost kissing her but I held back from doing that with everyone constantly staring at the CEO of Ultra Media. It was why I hated being here. The eyes. But with a nail tech this good, I could ignore a few hours of just letting them stare. Once I was done, I paid her, making sure I tipped her handsomely for a job well done. She waved me goodbye, along with the other women who were pretending not to have been staring at me. I also waved at them before walking out of the shop and making my way to the hairstylist. She didn't take much time, as my hair was still very well down. All she did was add a few highlights before I made my way out of the salon to my last stop which was the boutique. Two hours and several dresses later, I arri
SEAN: Mya, after about an hour, could take a few laps with my supervision and just half a lap unsupervised. A few times, I'd caught her before she dropped to the bottom, bringing her back up as we both shared deep laughter. "I can do it, Daddy!" Mya slipped out of my hold and I relaxed, watching as she struggled to finish to the end. I floated right behind her and pulled her out of the water before sitting her on the concrete slab. "How are you both enjoying your swimming lessons?" Sekani asked, stepping out through the french doors with s towel hanging around her shoulders. She was fully dressed so I guessed she had brought the towels for either me or Mya. "Having fun, mum!" Mya called from where she stood. "I can now swim on my own, yayy!" "Oh, that's nice," Sekani replied, briefly glancing at me with an unreadable expression before she took a seat on the lounge. She was wearing a sundress that barely reached her knees. That way, I could peek at her flawless skin
SEKANI: I woke up in a cold room and a blanket over my body. It was the comfiest I'd felt since I slept in this room. The room was dark, with light pouring out of the bathroom door that had been left slightly ajar. I could tell there was no one in the room because I didn't hear sounds of movements or the sorts. Sighing, I threw back my head and yawned the loudest before throwing back the covers and climbing out of the bed before I stepped into the bathroom to wash my face. From how damp the glass walls of the bathroom felt, I could tell that Sean had been in there moments ago. Pressing into the liquid face wash dispenser, I bent low and slathered it over my face before washing it off, drying it up with a towel, and leaving the bathroom. I slipped out of my old clothes and put on a clean pair of shorts and a tank top. I wasn't in the mood to wear anything restrictive. Just as I stepped into the hallway, the smell of something meaty cooking wafted into my nose. I
SEKANI: Leaving the kitchen was a relief for me. I could still feel the tenseness in my bones as I set the cup on the table beside Mya who had now taken out her color book and was doing all the painting. I poured her half a cup of drink and handed it over to her, smiling when she leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. Then I sat back, handing suitable colors to her as I watched her paint. It was really a beautiful sight and I couldn't even hold back my smile as she continued to colour. And by the time we were almost done, Sean popped his head out to announce that he was done cooking, causing Mya to leave whatever she was doing and zip towards the kitchen. Sean hung around and I knew he did because I could feel his gaze on me as I faced the book before me and pretended not to see him. "Are you going to join us or do you want to keep avoiding me because of what happened back in the kitchen?" "I don't really care about that," I laughed, feigning interest in Mya's colo