Looks like Mira wasn't the only one dying. Love does make a manly man turn into a baby. We need love to grow. Hehehe.
Breakfast was served, and I found myself already sitting and eating before Leo and Lora came down to join me. Lora's complaint echoed in the room as she took her seat, followed closely by Leo."Jeez, you could have waited for us before eating?" Lora protested her annoyance evident.Without raising my head, I replied to her, my voice calm, "Oh, sorry, I totally forgot. I had visitors." With a forced smile, I added, "I didn’t actually invite you over so…""It is only natural," remarked Uncle Leo in a humble tone, his voice filled with grace. "We are grateful for your hospitality," he added, expressing his polite appreciation, which stood in stark contrast to Lora's annoyance. The room appeared to vibrate with tension, as if every word and gesture carried the burden of unspoken emotions. As we gathered around the table, an undercurrent of unease subtly permeated the atmosphere."Well... you're not welcome," I mouthed again, my words sharp, and I continued eating, my focus on the food in
The silence stretched far, echoing the weight of the unspoken truths. Leo remained silent, his eyes fixed on me, as if waiting for my reaction. Lora sighed, clearly frustrated by the lack of explanation from Leo. "Mom did.” she replied instead, her voice soft but carrying a note of certainty. "Oh, did she now?" I questioned in a low, seething voice, feeling the rage within me bubbling to the surface. "That's awfully kind of her." My words were laced with sarcasm, my anger threatening to spill over, as the betrayal of those closest to me fueled the inferno of emotions raging within. Turning to Uncle, Lora asked, annoyed, "Why are you making it seem like a big secret?" I remained silent, my eyes fixed on him, waiting for an explanation. "I wasn't," he replied, his voice defensive. "Yes, you were," she countered, her frustration clear in her tone. He sighed loudly, his patience wearing thin. "She asked me to come, but this stubborn head here decided to tag along," he spat out, glar
~~~~~~"Ah!" Lucian sighed loudly, exhaustion etched on his face. "I thought that was never-ending," he muttered wearily, collapsing with a thud onto the sofa."Thank you for your hard work," Ken muttered, his voice filled with gratitude for Lucian's efforts."Thank you, that’s all I get?" Lucian asked, his eyes closed, and his head resting on the sofa, his words tinged with a mix of humor and fatigue."Eh! Were you expecting something else, sir?" Ken questioned, genuinely confused by Lucian's reaction."You bastard. After countless complaints and work you brought to my table, you dare say that to me?" Lucian snapped, his frustration spilling over. Despite the pile of work he had just finished, his agitation stemmed more from the fact that he didn't get the chance to be with Mira, a desire that had been overshadowed by the demands of his responsibilities. The longing for her company gnawed at him, leaving him irritable and impatient, his emotions raw
As Lucian traveled from New York to Austral, his mind was in complete chaos, thoughts racing about what the problem with Mira might be. For the first time in his life, he wished he could fly.He longed to grow wings like a bird and soar to wherever she was, to reach her side in an instant. The agonizing slowness of the jet felt unbearable. The idea of Superman, once a mere fantasy, now seemed strikingly relevant to his desperate situation.Time dragged on, each minute feeling like an eternity, as he grappled with the fear of the unknown, his heart pounding with anxiety. All he wanted was to hold her in his arms and assure himself that she was safe.She was an IED patient, and the only thing that could go wrong was losing control of her sanity. If that happened, something bad must have upset her. Lucian sighed aloud, his worry etched on his face. "I just hope whatever it is, has nothing to do with the Dolman," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and frustration.Ken,
Although he had said he would handle it, Lucian hesitated, an unknown fear washing over him like a suffocating blanket. Sensing his uneasiness, Ken asked, “Do you want me to open it?” Lucian shook his head, trying to regain his composure. “No…I’m okay,” he replied, his voice strained. “Did you call Jake?” The diversionary tactic was his attempt to regain control over the situation, even as his heart raced with an inexplicable fear. “Yes, sir, he is taking the available flight and will be here in the next few hours.” "Okay," Lucian acknowledged, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. He took a deep breath, trying to steel himself for what he might find behind the door. Memories of the first time he had discovered Mira's fits flooded his mind, creating a knot of anxiety in his chest. As he approached the door again, his only prayer was that she was okay. At that moment, nothing else mattered to him but her well-being. Lucian took a deep breath and slowly opened the door,
As I sat wrapped in the bedsheet, a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions swirled inside me. Doubt, confusion, and betrayal clouded my mind. I couldn't help but question the truth behind my sister's words and my Uncle Leo's claims about my father, how true was it? Can I trust them this time?The room felt suffocating, the weight of my past and present pressing down on me. I needed clarity, but every answer seemed to elude me, slipping through my fingers like sand. I couldn't deny the wounds on my body, a tangible reminder of my struggles, yet the mental scars cut deeper.Torn between trust and skepticism, I clenched my fists, feeling the fabric of the bedsheet beneath my fingers. My heart ached for answers, for a sense of stability in the chaos of my thoughts. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths, trying to calm the storm raging inside me again.Not long after, Lucian emerged, his hair still damps from a refreshing shower. He turned towards me and let out a sigh, concern etched on his f
Mira, with a sweet smile lingering on her lips, fell asleep in Lucian's arms. Instead of gently placing her back in bed, he remained seated, his eyes fixed on her beautiful, sweet, innocent face. The lines of worry on his forehead deepened as he pondered the implications of her words. If what she said was true... he too needed to question the so-called sister and uncle.A quiet determination settled in his heart. He gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch soft and affectionate."Ah," he sighed softly, frustration clouding his eyes. Here he was, grappling with the complexity of his own life, but in comparison to her struggles, his challenges seemed small.The very people she had once trusted had become the source of her torment. It was a cruel irony that mirrored his own experiences. If it weren't for the betrayal he had faced from those closest to him, he wouldn't have agreed to the deception of their marriage.Her fight with IED made her situation even more diff
Lucian's mind churned with a whirlwind of emotions. He had always suspected that something had happened to Mira during her childhood, but the magnitude of the truth had blindsided him. The thought of her enduring such a traumatic upbringing under the same roof as that man left him seething with anger and a deep sense of helplessness. How had she even coped with him for so long? The realization dawned on him that getting rid of her IED would indeed be a monumental task, given the scars of her past. But as the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, he couldn't help but wonder how much the Dolmans knew about Mira's illness. Nicholas might have some inkling, but what about the rest of them? Lucian needed answers, and the question that had been bothering him for some time now finally escaped his lips. "You knew when she ran away from home?" Lucian asked, his tone edged with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. He regarded them intently, searching for any hints or clues that would shed light
************************************NON-CONTRACTED"My heart... I can't take it. I'm crying right now," Nora whispered, her eyes misty with tears, as she watched Mira and Lucian share their vows."What would it take for her to find happiness such as this?" she murmured to herself, her gaze drifting to the man sitting beside her. In that moment, as if he sensed her shift of attention, Noah met Nora's gaze. Their eyes locked for a split second, a silent understanding passing between them.Suddenly, a bouquet fell into Nora's hands, and she gasped, shocked and stunned. Her eyes widened as she peeled her gaze away from Noah and looked at the flowers in her hands. "What is this?" she asked, her voice filled with surprise, staring at Mira, who beamed knowingly at her."It looks like it's going to be your turn soon," the man beside her said, his voice calm and casual.Nora turned almost immediately to him, her heart racing with a mix of emotions. But his focus was already on the newlywed co
A day before the wedding in New York, When the steady chattering of the presentation in the meeting felt like a relentless hammering inside Lucian's head, he knew it was time to escape back to his woman. Collecting his leather briefcase, he made his way toward the exit. However, Ken stopped him before he was halfway there. “You're not leaving,” he declared loudly enough to be heard over the incessant chatter. “You said I had to stay until the end,” he reminded Lucian. Lucian's patience was wearing thin. He sighed, his annoyance clear. “I take it back,” he replied, wanting nothing more than to be with the love of his life. Ken couldn't help but grin mischievously. “Feeling a little too full for this sort of thing?” he teased. Ken's expression turned knowing, his intuition telling him that becoming a father had indeed changed everything about Lucian. And he was right. “You can head back home now,” Lucian told him firmly. “I need to see my wife.” “Your soon-to-be wife, you mean?”
I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. What did he mean by he was'scared?’ Of what? Me …“What do you mean?” I'd ask him“Do you know how scared I was every time I watched you torn by the emotions of your families? I sometimes wished I could kill them all.” He spat out, “I heard from Leo just how close you were with your father before he betrayed you and watching him get killed; such emotion could put you on edge again, and when your mother’s illness came up... I just couldn’t pour all that on you.” He shook his head, “It’s already bad that you are unstable and pregnant. I didn’t want anything to shake you. That’s why I treated her in secret. My plan was when she regained herself, I’ll bring her to you… But I didn’t know it would get out of hand." he said with his head between his legs, “I’m sorry for yelling at your like that,” he added. “The look of hatred and anger I saw in your eyes earlier was just too much.”I never expected to hear him come clean. Taking a deep breath, she s
Six months later ~~~~~~Lucian woke up restless after a bad night’s sleep. He couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Dolman’s situation and how he was going to break the news to Mira without her flipping out. Glancing at the time, he realized it was past noon, and Mira was already up.He sighed deeply. Since she made up with her sister and uncle, she has been spending a lot of time with them. While he was genuinely happy for her, he couldn’t deny the fact that he missed her presence terribly.“Why are they still here?” he questioned aloud, his frustration evident in his tone. He stood up, feeling a growing sense of regret for ever allowing them to stay behind. The situation was taking a toll on his relationship with Mira, and he was finding it increasingly difficult to go around that.***I sighed, lost in my thoughts, absentmindedly rubbing my round belly. I do look like a pregnant woman now. I wished my mother was he
When Lucan arrived home, he was met by Leo and Lora, who were sitting and waiting for him,The moment Leo saw him, he stood up. "Ah, good morning, Mr Creed, Were you not at home?" he asked.Lucian lifted his head above the many bags on the ground. "No... Good morning," he replied with a forced smile. "Are you going somewhere?" he asked.Leo smiled. "Yeah, well, I thought it was best to leave now...""Before we get chased out," Lora interjected, ignoring Leo’s glaring gaze."Please ignore that," Leo quickly said, with a nervous smile. “Oh, I did," Lucian replied, unfazed by the situation."Great," Leo said, smiling nervously. The man's presence was a little too overwhelming for him. "Anyway, we came for the party, and now that it's over, it’s best we leave. But I wanted to at least say my goodbyes first." He said with a smile, but Lucian wasn’t returning it. "I would have loved to speak with Mira, but... We'll just call once we’re gone," he added, his tone slightly apologetic.Lucian
The moment Lucian stepped into the station, he was obstructed by one of the corrupted officers, a bald man who pretended not to know him,"Can I help you, sir?" The bald officer asked rudely, his tone laced with false politeness."Hmm. This is my boss, Lucian Creed," Ken replied instead, his voice firm. "I told you about him.""No, you didn't," the officer replied defiantly, a blatant lie hanging in the air."Huh!" Ken stared at him, his confusion evident. "I remember telling you about him, and even the papers I gave...""Sorry, man! I don't remember you mentioning anything like that," the officer lied again, his eyes avoiding direct contact."How---""That's enough," Lucian sighed, masking his frustration with a forced smile aimed at the officer. "I'd like to speak with the commander-in-chief," he requested calmly, even though he had the clearance to enter without such formalities."Is that right?" another officer interjected, appearing out of nowhere. "Do you have an appointment?" h
Lucian carried me straight to the bedroom the instant he entered the door of the penthouse, ignoring everyone else. The beast of a man yanks the whole thing down without waiting for me to take off my clothes.He despised the thought of me wearing Amelia's present and then smirked at my lovely body."Ha-ah," I chuckled at his enthusiasm to strip me naked. "You won't even wait for me to clean myself?" I inquired, teasing him with my gaze. "I need a bath," I explained."Well... bathing is overrated," Lucian grumbled, "but it doesn't matter because I love your scent." He responded by carrying me to the bed.I laughed as his hand travelled all over my body before coming to a halt on my tummy.Ah! Lucian sighed, God he was so happy. Who would have thought a day will come that he too would have a child, from this stubborn woman, no less? Never in his wildest dream did he think they would even end up together… Not after all the chaos."If you continue to gaze at my stomach like that, I have a
Lucian stood outside the room, his hand trembling on the doorknob. He couldn't bring himself to open the door, the weight of his emotions pressing down on him like a ton of bricks. He stared at the room number, trying to find the strength to face whatever lay inside.After what felt like an eternity, he mustered the courage to push the door open, the hinges creaking softly. Mira's voice reached his ears, muffled by the walls but unmistakably filled with pain. She was crying. Lucian's heart clenched in his chest, but he remained frozen in place, listening to her words.His world shattered when he heard her confess, her voice heavy with emotion, "I love Noah and would do anything to be together with him again."His breath caught in his throat. God, he truly did love her. But in that moment, he felt like a spectator in his own life, watching his heart being torn apart. Maybe they were never meant to be. Perhaps his purpose was to guard her, even if it meant sacrificing his own happiness.
Nora observed me, her eyes fixed on my trembling hand as it gently pressed against my stomach. She then shifted her gaze back to me, concern and disbelief etched on her face. "You're not seriously saying—" "Oh, for heaven's sake," Nora snapped, her voice laced with impatience. "You don't know that you're pregnant?" She let out a heavy sigh, her tone softening slightly. "I may not like admitting it, but I've been married and had kids. I can tell when a woman is carrying a child. Just look at your cheeks and breasts. How could you not know?" She pointed out that her concern was deepening. "No... that must be..." I began, but my words trailed off into uncertainty. Suddenly, the van came to a sudden halt, cutting me off mid-sentence. The back door swung open, revealing the bustling facade of the hospital. "We're here," Nora stated sharply, her frustration clear. The medical team swiftly moved, pulling Noah's trolley out of the van and rolling him into the hospital, leaving me standing