“What did you find?” I asked him immediately. There was no room for pleasantries.“I found out something strange about Kacie which I don't think you will like to hear it at all but all the same...”“Spill it out already.” I interrupted icily feeling anxious to hear what he found.“That woman in your custody isn't Kacie's biological mother. Her mother was a bartender who died immediately after giving birth to her.” he spoke from the other end of the phone.“And did you find her father?” I asked.“Sorry. I haven't been able to trace him yet, but I'm on it.”“Good. Find him and also find out the relationship between her deceased mother and the one in my custody. Dig out every single detail and report to me.”“Sure. I will call immediately I see anything.” I hung up and slid my phone into my pocket. What a nice turn of events.She isn't the real woman who bore the pains of bringing her to the world yet she is so cruel and inconsiderate.I shook my head and stroll down going to meet Kacie
CHAPTER THIRTY-I so much hate being disturbed, most especially when I'm having a wonderful dream.I grabbed my cell phone from the lamp stand. It's just a minute past eight. l stretched and yawned loudly still feeling the urge to sleep again.I hissed in annoyance staring at the half opened window which I had left that way before my intimate night with Zayn. Speaking of Zayn, where the heck did he go to?I got down slowly from my bed feeling so damn exhausted. A nice hot chocolate and toast bread might help bring back my strength.A little wave of disappointment hung on my face seeing he wasn't in the bathroom. I shut the door and walked out of my room.“Hey excuse me. I called out to a maid passing by. Did you happen to see Zayn?” I asked her.“Yes. He went out very early alongside Amad, they both seem to be in a hurry.” she answered politely.“Do you know why?” I asked calmly.“No ma'am.” “Oh, I see. You may leave.”“Yes ma'am.” she bowed and left.I stood still for a while starin
My days had turned into a monotonous routine: sleep, eat, shower, stare blankly at the garden, and then sleep again. For two weeks the tedium was getting worse.Desperate for a distraction, I considered seeking out Nanny Miriam to learn some new cooking recipes. But Zayn had firmly vetoed that idea, his disapproval still echoing in my mind. "You'll only make a mess," he'd said, his tone leaving no room for argument. The memory of his words stung, and I felt a surge of frustration run through my veins.As I gazed at the clock on the wall, I let out a deep sigh for what felt like the hundredth time that day. The hands seemed to be moving at a glacial pace, taunting me with the long hours still to pass before Zayn's return. A soft hiss escaped my lips, a quiet expression of my growing discontent.With a restless sigh, I settled in for the long wait, my mind racing with thoughts of Zayn.He totally forbade me from raising any kitchen utensils. Forbade me from visiting Josh and my mother
At least he would watch over the company to monitor any unusual threat. "Come on throw the ball. Don't be a boring boyfriend." Kacie yelled from the other end of the pool. I smiled, tossing the beach ball in my hand. "You want it, come get it," I teased, knowing she'd take the bait. Kacie splashed into the water, swimming towards me with a determined look on her face. I chuckled, waiting for her to reach me. As she approached, I tossed the ball high into the air, and she leapt out of the water, catching it with a triumphant grin. "You're so competitive," I said, laughing, as she swam back to me, ball in hand. "It's because I always want to win," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I pulled her close, our bodies touching in the cool water. "You've already won me over, Kacie. You don't need to compete for my attention." She blushed, looking away, but I could see the happiness in her eyes. We spent the rest of the day lounging by the pool, enjoying each other's comp
He laid me down, his body hovering over mine, his face just few inches from mine."You're mine, Kacie.” he whispered, his voice low and husky. "And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you."His lips crashed down on mine, hungry and demanding. I felt myself melting into his embrace, my body responding to his touch. He explored every inch of my skin, his fingers tracing paths of fire wherever he touched.I was lost in the sensation, my mind clouding over with desire. Zayn's hands were everywhere, his mouth devouring mine. I felt like I was drowning in his passion, and I didn't want to escape.Suddenly, he pulled back, his chest heaving with exertion. "Tell me you want me, Kacie.” he demanded, his eyes blazing with intensity.Is he telling me to beg to be fucked again? Why can't he just stick his darn cock and fuck me already?“Say it Kacie.” "I want you, Zayn," As much as I hadn't wanted to I whispered, my voice barely audible.He smiled, a triumphant glint in his eye. "Good." he said, h
My legs felt heavy as I ran down towards the elevator which leads to the exit. The conversation between I and my guard playing repeatedly in my head. Nanny Miriam just collapsed and has been rushed to the family hospital. She's in the VIP section, ward 209.In my whole life, I haven't seen someone as cheerful, loving and peaceful like Miriam. She had been my nanny right from my childhood, so she's basically my second mother.“Make sure my girlfriend is comfortable. If I should hear any complaints from her, consider yourself jobless.” I ordered my chief maid as I press the elevator door open.I rushed inside not bothering to listen to her response. And then the elevator not knowing the perfect time to fluctuate, it decided to make it today of all days.A fresh litany of curses spilled out from my throat. I shut my eyes and pivoted to the second option: the stairs, I don't remember the last time I used the stairs, I hate it. But as it seems I don't really have a choice this time.Hissi
Those two days she was with us were the best days ever.Tomorrow would make it a week and Miriam will finally be back home.The elevator door slid open on the VIP floor. I breathed out heavily and stepped out going straight to ward 209.“Fine morning Aunt miriam.” I greeted immediately I entered giving her one among my best smiles.“Morning dear. Hope you fine.” “Yes ma'am. As long as you're fine, I am also.”She gave me a lopsided grin and fixed her gaze on the packaged box I came with.“Something keeps telling me you came with food.”“Oh yes, I specially prepared it for you.” I quickly raised the box and brought it closer to her.Zayn dosen't know about me going to the kitchen to cook, I waited for him to leave for work first before deciding to put all what I learnt to practice.“Where is Zayn?” she asked picking up her spoon.“At the office. Is there a problem.”“Not at all. I just wanted to know if he was around when you were cooking.”“Oh no. I quickly cut in. You know he would
Still hurled up in between empty bottles of alcohol I felt miserable. I can't do it, not anymore.Looking back, I realized I acted rashly without even thinking twice.How was I going to face her? Especially after knowing she wasn't really with that man that day.Guilty washed through my veins. If only I had saw through everything first before concluding.“Fuck.” I pressed hard on my temples.I raised the last bottle of alcohol to my lips. Nothing came out, I threw my head backwards hitting the bottom of the bottle with my left hand, still nothing flowed out.I hissed In frustration and kept the bottle down. I took out my phone and called Amad. The same Amad I punched in the face yesterday.“Tell the maids to send me more drinks.” I said briefly and hung up.That I called him dosen't mean I've forgiven him yet. I still feel the urge of beating the shit out of him each time I recall his confession.My door opened without a knock first.On a normal day when I wasn't in this state, I woul