~Ren~
His words made me throw my head back laughing, so loud that I swear it can be heard all over New York City.
His brows furrowed, “what’s so funny?” he seemed offended.
I clutched my tummy, wiping the tears that escaped my eyes. Shaking my head, I turned around and took a shirt and sweatpants from the dresser. “You... You’re funny.”
Devin opened his mouth to say something but clos
~Ren~Maybe he had enough of me, he got tired of chasing after me. I’m glad he’s gone - not really. I’m happy he is not bothering me at all - such a liar Ren! I'm celebrating that he’s in someone else’s arms now - liar liar pants on fire.I let myself get drunk, I’ve always been a responsible drinker - not tonight.Drowning myself in alcohol is the only solution I can see at the moment and it’s working pretty fucking well!
~Ren~The chamomile scent of the laundry detergent the cleaners used to wash these sheets was starting to become familiar to my senses. I don’t know how long I was lying here in this bed.I want to forget everything, I talk about moving on to every girl we rescue in the foundation when I myself haven’t completely moved on from my past. My nightmares about Max continued even when I carried Griffin in my womb, even after giving birth. When I wake up in the middle of each night, beads of sweat would cover my skin, soaking my clothes but having Griffin in my arms helped ease my nightmares.
~Ren~Flashes of camera blinded me as soon as I stood on the first step of the ladder. If not for Knox’s big figure in front of me, I might have gone visionless by now.Natalie and the airport security were trying to pacify the media people, there’s just too many of them. Even the security detail Dad had for me on the tarmac is already helping. There must be hundreds of them down there, waiting for me to set foot on the ground and haul me like hungry hyenas.“Stay behind me, Ren,” Knox grabbed my hand and shielded me with his body as
~Ren~My sister flaunted her shoulder-length blond hair as she slid out of the SUV, Griffin followed suit and ran in my arms excitedly.“Oh, God,” I buried my face on the crook of his neck, “I miss you so much, Baby.”Griffin giggled, returning my tight embrace with his small arms. “Mama,” just hearing him say that four-letter word gave me peace. He’s the emblem of my peace, love and happiness. The world seems to stop whenever I have him in my arms, my worries magically fade away and all I want is to keep my son saf
~Devin~It’s been sixteen days since I last saw Ren. I’ve been here before, but it’s hard when I know where she is. Unlike before, I looked for her and found nothing. How ironic.I drown myself in work, lead my body to exhaustion, and drink my expensive wines at night until I go numb. Her scent lingers on my bed, the pillow she laid her head on is the only thing that keeps me sane at night… from going to California and taking her by force.Love shouldn’t hurt this much, it’s crushing my heart and soul to billions of dirt
~Devin~Son?Ren has a son.All I could see was red. Someone might have poured iced water above my head, it made me feel numb. I can hear my heart beating so loud. So loud that it's deafening. My knees turned to jelly, my mind can't comprehend what I heard.“W-what?” I whispered into thin air. “What did you just say?” I glared at my brother in law.
~Ren~Holding back my tears was easier said than done. I watched as Devin kneeled in front of Griffin, his ocean blue eyes taking in the features of my son - his son.Griffin was first to wrap his small arms on Devin's neck, it broke my heart to see Devin’s eyes flutter close, his long dark lashes kissed his cheeks, and drops of tear fell from his eyes.“Papa,” my son kept saying over and over, burying his face on the crook of his father's neck.
~Ren~My eyelids felt so heavy like something was keeping them from opening to the world. My body clock is awake at four-thirty in the morning, even if I want more sleep, my body tends to do what it wants.I woke up alone in bed, Devin’s side was already made and the pillow wall he put up is still strongly standing, separating his side from mine.Sighing, I lazily walked out of his room, rubbing my eyes with my hands, badly needing a cup of coffee. There I found him in the kitchen. His bare sexy back facing me, his muscles flexing as he moved graceful
~Ren~ The colorful sparkling decoration of the Christmas tree we put up earlier is dancing in my husband's and son’s eyes. Devin lifted Griffin by his waist, our son held the star in his hands as he reached up and put it on the top of the Christmas tree. “Now, Mama,” Griffin said, giving me a convincing nod. I was holding the plug of the Christmas tree, connecting it with the outlet, the lights came to life and the star above the six-foot tree twinkled with different luminous colors. Griffin giggled as Devin peppered him with kisses on his cheeks. “Can I?” our son asked for the twentieth time today. He’s very excited to open the present Devin has for him. It’s not that we don’t celebrate Christmas before, but this is Griffin’s first Christmas with his father. “Can’t wait after midnight, buddy?” Devin ruffled Griffin’s hair, setting him down on his feet. Griffin pouted, looking a little thoughtful before he answered. “I can, Pap
I’m so sorry about the delay in my update. Please enjoy this additional chapter.~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~Devin~ “Are you happy?” Ren mumbled after I made her twirl on our first dance as husband and wife. “Of course,” I grabbed her waist and pulled her back in my arms as we continued to sway on the tune of Shane Filan’s Beautiful In White. “Why wouldn’t I be happy. You’re wearing mom’s ring and my name is now yours.” She giggled, leaning her face on my chest as she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist. “I love you.” “You’re mine completely, you don’t have a choice but to love me,” I teased her and she squeezed me with her light force. “Cara is here.” I looked at my visionless artist friend who was dancing with Klaus. “Yes,” Ren looked over Klaus and Cara. “I met her the day before we left Manhattan. Did you know I got jealous of her?” Cara is a fifteen-year-old girl who lives next door to my place. We became friends when I helped
Hey Babes, I’m so sorry about the glitch. Before reading this one, please check the previous chapter. Thank you so much for staying with me.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Devin~I watched Ren and Griffin walk on the shore, barefoot, hand in hand as I grilled the fish I caught earlier. They were picking up shellfish in front of our beach house in Barbados, the sound of their laughter was mingling with the waves crashing on the shore.Ren waved at me while Griffin held a starfish in his hand and showed it to his Mama.We came here yesterday and Ren hasn't greeted me happy birthday yet.I’ve never celebrated my birthday, I had no reason to. Mom and Eve were the only people who greeted me on my birthday until I was recognized by the public as one of the youngest business tycoons in the world. People started sending me gifts, greetings, wishes, but none really mattered to me since they didn't know the real me. I thanked them, but the love I was longi
~Devin~Ren’s recovery is faster than what I expected, she’s going back to her usual routine around the house within just three days. Even with the bandage still around her shoulder, she helps Mrs. Kelvin in the kitchen in the morning and prepares food for Griffin and me.Who was I to object when the girl I love prepares food for me and our son? Although I am worried about her condition, I can see that the spark in her eyes is back. Those glints that were missing when she first opened her eyes in the ambulance. It scared the shit out of me, seeing how pale she was, slowly losing life. It’s a nightmare, a horror I wouldn’t dare challenge to come to us again.“Papa,” Griffin was rubbing his eyes, standing beside me while I was watching Ren silently from the entrance frame of the kitchen. My son opened his arms so wide, a gesture he does when he wants me to carry him.He’s a big boy now, not a baby anymore, but I&rsq
~Ren~Am I dead? I guess not. My body hurts like a bitch everywhere. Even my pinky is aching. They say that death is peaceful, like an endless emptiness. I’m sure that this isn’t it.The ambulance and police sirens are so loud, people chattering around me. My eyelids were heavy, as if they were glued together and won’t let go of the other. Stupid eyelids.“Ren… please…” I heard his voice. Why is Devin sad? Is he crying? “Ren, hang on.”Something must’ve slammed shut, a door perhaps and I felt warm hands enclosed mine. I knew it was Devin, his scent lingers in the air overpowering the foul smell of blood. Trying to squeeze his hand back, I groaned when I f
~Devin~Watching Ren Sleep in my arms peacefully is my favorite time of the day, except for those ‘practice’ things we do of course, and spending time with Griffin.I’d never get tired of admiring her beautiful features, her long brown wavy hair draped over the sheets of our bed and my arms. Tucking away some mischievous locks that surround her face, I trailed my fingers along her cheeks to her jaws and brushed my thumb over her pinkish full lips. These lips that I can’t get enough of.“I love you,” I fondled my lips over
~Ren~“Mama,” Griffin climbs on my lap as Natalie and I listen to a few singers who are aspiring to make a break in the music industry.My son requested for me to write his name with his father’s surname and he’s been pretty busy shading the paper with incoherent patterns while I work.He’s excited about it, ecstatic even. He jumped high and low when we told him about the news, both he and his father were fairly excited to see the papers even if Griffin couldn’t understand them yet.
~Ren~My heart aches for Devin. Hearing him say that he isn’t worthy of becoming a father is making my heart clench.I can’t help but blame myself for adding fuel to the doubt he was feeling right now. As I watched him sleep peacefully, I reached for his hair and twirled a few locks in my fingers. His hair is longer. It gives him more of that bad boy vibe and I like it so much. He really is the older version of Griffin. Their full lips, their blue hues and long thick lashes, even their nose were very similar. I bet my son would be such a charmer when he grows up like his father.
~Ren~“Why?” was my stupid response. This is not what I was expecting to hear from Devin.I’m happy, don’t get me wrong, ecstatic even, but I think he’s making irrational decisions. Lightning-fast decisions that could either make us or break us.“I love you,” he held my face in his big warm hands, electric shocks flowing through my whole body. “And I want to be with you for as long as I live, Ren.” His eyes looking straight into my green ones.