CORRIE
I lift my hands in the air once again to slap Mimi but Devon stopped me midway. "Corrie are you out of your mind she's pregnant." Devon's voice was sulken in disappointment as he struggled to stop me. "I-I can't breathe. It hurts.." Devon let's go of my hand as he runs over to Mimi, his right hand snaked round her waist and his left hand intertwined with hers. She got even louder to the point I was sure it was just for attention. Everyone gasped running over to Mimi. "Is she okay?" "She seems pregnant." "Why would she slap a pregnant woman?" "Women supporting women in the mud." "Is there a doctor in here? Someone's should help her." Indistinct chatter bounced back and forth as I drowned out the noise and turned to Haven's casket. Even though this was his funeral, it was inevitable that Mimi would be the center of attention. The pallbearers carried Haven's casket and my heart dropped. I didn't get to say goodbye. "W-Wait.." my voice echoed but they didn't stop as they moved towards the exit. "Please," my voice fell, I felt a grip to my wrist, I struggled to free from it but it's grip was latched on to me. I looked back to see Devon, a grim look on his face. "Let me go." I screamed. "Let me fucking go Devon." My voice cracked as I tried to let myself free, even pinching him. He flung me toward Mimi, and I hit the polished wooden floor with a thud, sprawled next to her. "Apologize to my wife." His voice was dark and my eyes trailed to Haven's casket, they carried him away and I didn't even get to tell him how much I loved him. My palms pressed the bare wooden floor, tears dropped one by one and I felt a bile rise in my throat. "Apologize or I'll make sure you won't get a single drop of Alimony from me." My tears seemed to flow and I seem to laugh once again. "I don't need it." I muttered with no emotion in my voice. I rise from my sprawled position as I walked past Devon dragging my feet. "You do. Don't be stubborn Corrie. This is one of the reasons why Haven died." Devon muttered in a cocky tone, thinking this was one of my tactics to get his attention. My blood boiled, my head hurt the more. "So you really think I killed my own son with my own hands?" I said turning slightly to face him. "I didn't say that Corrie, don't put words in my mouth." Devon said in a grunt, a hint of guilt lingering in his voice. "I'm not putting shit in your mouth. You blatantly accused me of killing Haven, so did that slut." I yelled pointing over to Mimi as two women cater to her. "My wife is not a slut." Devon raised his voice in intimidation but I could care less. Previously I would be shaking at that tone, trying to appease him but now I didn't have to suck his balls any longer. "Oh then having an affair with her, behind my back makes her what? Do you prefer homewrecker?" I purposely taunt the both of them as the women besides Mimi immediately let go of her. Disgust etched on their face as they glared at Mimi. "We were just in love, you have no right to judge us." Mimi barked at me shamelessly, her reply made me Infuriated. I was conversing with idiots. "You need that money. You spent everything on Haven's funeral. Just apologize and let's part ways." I was appalled at his audacity, yes, I spent everything on Haven's funeral because I didn't want to feel the guilt of not giving him the best even in death. "If I have to apologize to her, then I don't want your money. I rather die than apologize to that murderer." Devon's eyes widened in surprise. He was probably expecting me to beg him, sprawl at his feet looking pathetic but I wasn't going to give him that feeling. "You have no house to go to, no money, no friends and no child to drain me of child support. Don't be stubborn. You know you'll die without me, I'm your only family left." Once again that proud tone was sneered at me. "I worry for you." Devon’s eyes glimmered with a quiet warmth, soft and searching, as though they held the weight of unspoken hope. Waiting in every bathed breath for my approval. For me to be vulnerable once more and depend on him. I shake my head. "Worry about yourself Devon. Do you really think you'd go scott free after the shit you pulled today? You couldn't even let me mourn my baby in peace." I searched for his gaze, my eyes burrowing into his. "I promise you, if not today, one-day Devon. I'll make you wish you were dead."MIMI Four years later My hands flung around him, our voices blending with each other as I let out a moan. My hips lifted slightly as he thrust his cock inside me in a fast motion. My body felt like it was going to explode as my moans grew louder. Beads of sweat dropped down my neck as I avoided his gaze. "Look at me, Mimi." My eyes trailed to his sweaty face, a warm redness emanating on my cheeks. "Who's better, me or Devon?" His movements slowed purposely to spite me. I grunted internally, buckling my hips to and fro, my moans morphing into exasperated cries. He placed his hands on the sides of my hips and pressed them down, a wicked glint gleaming in his eyes as he hovered over me. "What's the matter, Mimi? Can't talk?" he snarled at me as I sucked in a harsh breath. "It's you, Rendolf." Almost immediately, he picked up the pace, thrusting his cock in me relentlessly. Just as I was about to cum, my phone rang. My head turned to the side to search for it, but R
CORRIE "What is that slut doing here? You brought your ex wife in as Herod's tutor?" Mimi's voice echoed, bouncing back and forth in the room. My back was pressed beside a partition wall, hidden from the both of them with my red heels in my hand. Mimi had pulled Devon to a corner and I immediately asked the maid for the restroom and snuck in to eavesdrop. It wasn't hard finding my way around, I after all, used to be the mistress of this house. "I didn't know Miss North was Corrie North, she's not the only woman with North as a last name Mimi." Devon's voice grew louder, frustration laced in his voice. "I don't give a fuck. She's not tutoring my child. I bet she doesn't even have a licence. We need to call the police." Mimi whispered her voice heavy with panic. "What for?" Devon asked. "She's here to kill my Herod after she killed her own son. Don't you understand Devon she's here to ruin everything I've worked for." I almost laughed, kill my own son? she's still spreading that
CORRIE"I'll bring a sample from Devon on my way back from work." My eyes watch from the corner a black Rolls Royce, matching my pace, it was obvious the driver wanted my attention the moment i left my apartment."I'll call you back Hatty, I have something to take care off." I hung up, my eyes never leaving the black car until I paused. The car stopped too as I stared at it's black tinted windows. I immediately start smashing numbers as the call immediately got answered."Seems like I'll be late to work Mr Remington, I hope Herod isn't back from school already." I take a breath staring at the car once more."He's not." Devon stuttered. "His nanny is picking him up as we speak, you still have time—""Good." I interrupted as I hung up, putting my phone in the pocket of my skirt.I walked to the driver's seat of the tap on the tinted windows of the car. The car windows slowly wind down to see a handsome man sharply dressed in a reddish brown uniform. He had a hat on as he lifts the hat
CORRIEHatty held herself back from vomiting as I hand her the sterile tube.She struggled shakily as she held it, I rolled my eyes at her, she was wearing gloves at least so she didn't have to look that disgusted."You brought his cum?" Hatty asked setting the tube aside on the counter."Cum can't be used?" I asked as Hatty shook her head."It can, but you know you could have gotten a strand of his hair. You didn't need to go through the entire trouble and fuck him." Hatty hissed her brows knit in disapproval."Where is the fun in that?" I grimaced as she heaved a sigh."What you did was risky. Next time don't do something so stupid." Hatty warned me, I shook my head ignoring her rant."When should I be expecting the results?" I bent over, perching my elbows on the counter."Three days. In the meantime you should probably get tested." Hatty said with a smug grin on her lips. I rolled my eyes at her pushing myself back, steadying on my feet. "I'll be back for the results till then." I
DEVON"Good afternoon Mr Remington." Corrie greeted, slightly tilting her head to a bow. My eyes only focused on her lips, the only thing I could recall was flashes of a few nights ago. I just nodded, shaking off the thought before the heat could crawl up my cheek. But I felt an insufferable amount of heat below my torso."Good afternoon, Corrie," I said, my voice steady as her attention shifted to Herod. She moved with deliberate precision, bending just enough to flaunt her curves. A knowing smile crept across my lips—she was clearly inviting me to take her.I left the study, handing my briefcase to a waiting maid, and headed to my bedroom. Stripping off my clothes, I stepped into a hot shower, letting the water cascade over me. Yet, my mind lingered on Corrie. The way her mouth worked it's way around my cock. I'd do anything to have her worship me completely.I turned off the shower, wrapped a towel round my waist. I changed immediately into black fitted pants and a white designer
DEVONMy eyes went dull as the dancer gave me lap dance. My friends could immediately tell my expression was off, I wasn't enjoying it like I normally would if anything I was getting annoyed."Get off me." I muttered softly as the woman paused looking back at me. She smirked at me, giving me a cocky stare."Oh my, you seem to be impatient." She teased, but I grimaced at her in a low scowl."Get out of my sight." My tone vibrated in disgust, her face fell as her brows knit in confusion. Kelvin one of my friends got up to escort her out as he handed her a stack of cash, well his daddy's cash. He spanked her ass as she left the premises.Our eyes met for a brief moment, I immediately averted my gaze, getting more bored at the scenery of the room."What's with you." Kelvin tapped me lightly as the other guys directed their attention to me. Women grinding hard on them while indulging in drugs and alcohol."It's nothing." I hissed chugging down the last sliver of alcohol that slightly burne
CORRIE "Good job Herod." I praised Herod, he flashed me a toothful smile, retracting his head back to his homework. The moment his sight wasn't on me, my smile faltered simmering into a thin line. My throat ached, literally burning, anytime I tried to clear it. My hand perfectly curved my throat as I tried to hold back a cough. I knew that drink was spiked. I had excused myself and went to the restroom sticking a finger down my throat to get out what I could out my stomach. It was fucking hard doing that without making a single noise. I could have died or at least I felt like dying. When Devon left me in the room with Melanie, she had exit the room and I lazily sprung up to escape. God knows what would have happened if Mimi hadn't come at the right time and soon enough I'll thank her in kind. My session with Herod was done. I picked up my purse and head to the door as two maids bowed at my exit. One opened the door for me as my steps hurried out to the gate. "Stop her."
MIMI My teeth sank down my fingertips, a futile attempt to still the quake within me but it was likely useless. I stomped my feet repeatedly as I watched Sarah on the stage play her violin.Sarah was Devon's niece and her parents invited us to attend her very first recital at fifteen. Her maternal side owned the prestigious Springville Auditorium and quite frankly I bet Lilly, her mother, just wanted to shove Sarah's achievement down my throat.I didn't even have the time to think about it, not after the text I got yesterday.So many questions ran through my mind, who sent it? Could it be the maids?Could it be someone close to me?I gasped turning to view Devon's side profile. I immediately looked away and I could feel his stare burning through the side of my face.His hand rests on my thighs, my chest thumped in dread. Devon tightened his grip on my thigh as we both locked eyes and then it hit me. What if it's Corrie?I got up, storming out of the room. I caught a glimpse of Lilll
CORRIEMy eyes glued to the TV screen. For the past three days I was dragged hell and back for my affair with Devon. The media had traced my workplace to Pinnacle Prep and parents were already on the school's neck to fire me.Then there was Emmette who continued to avoid the media no matter how much they dragged him for issuing a public divorce.As much as I felt bad for him, I was still mad at him for his comment the other day.The TV winds off, I looked over to Salem who casually dropped a bowl in front of me."Stop rotting your brain with the news." He said dropping the remote close to the TV. I sat up straight and pulled the bowl close to me. My brows furrowed at his outfit."You're going to work?" I said in a lowly tone. He nodded, going inside his room to get his bag. He dropped his bag right in front of me and goes to zip up his boots."I'll be gone for a week or else. Once I'm done I'll come back." He stated but his tone was dripping in concern. He looked at me."You're going
EMMETTE'The person you are trying to reach is not available p—' I slammed my phone to the floor in rage. My mother thinks she can hide quietly after telling Corrie the truth? Damn her.I paced back and forth in my study, how much does Corrie know about Emerald? To what extent? I can't even call her to confirm because she blocked me and I'm don't even know where the hell she was at this moment.My shoulder tensed up, thinking of my next step."Mr Nash." Abel calmly entered my study. His composure, a sharp contrast to my current agitation.I tilt my head slightly at him."Mrs Nash is currently lodged at her male friend. Your men are stationed right in front of his apartment complex. We are ready at your call." Abel muttered and I froze. I was mad that she had to stay with Salem of all people but then again, her safety in mind made me feel a bit sane. I turned around, my back leaned against my desk, torn on what to do next."Shall I give you advice sir?" Abel questioned, I gave him a
CORRIE My eyes were still stunged all the way to the Foyer of the emerald palace. Salem stuck by my side escorting directly to the elevator.We both made a pause, I turned to face him, pulling off the fakest smile I could muster, just so I could see him off. He already escorted me in the building, I didn't want people getting the wrong idea."Stay out of trouble lunatic." He smized, at least his was real. This was when he was supposed to leave but we both stood there awkwardly and I turned to wait for the elevator.The elevator doors dinged open, a few people walked out. I twirled, my eyes met with Salem one last time before it came in contact with the last person in the elevator."Well well well." Abigail chuckled, her eyes which seemed to been glued to her phone now clung to me."You're very bold Corrie, you really need to teach me how you do it." She burst laughing out like a maniac. She stepped out of the elevator, standing in my way as the doors shut behind her. "What a pain."
CORRIEI sat down at the passenger seat next to Salem. His eyes cascaded on to me as I looked through the contents of the flashdrive Arielle gave to me.All I could see were pictures and videos of Emmette and a woman who looked exactly like me. I could see their giggles, their eyes filled with love as they looked at each other. The one that made my mouth dry was her pregnancy, and it didn't take a genius to know that was when she was pregnant with Emery.In all the videos that were played, he kept calling her Emerald. Not Karrie. The realization dawned on me, the reason why he named Emerald palace after her. The reason why Emerald must have confused me for her mother. The reason why Emmette was so damn persistent that I tutor his daughter. I was just a splitting image of his ex wife, a physical reminder of desperation. And another thrilling revelation that I have a twin sister. This made me sick, made me feel all kind of emotions. Emotions I didn't want to process."Her name is Emera
ARIELLE I tried my best to be silent on entering the legacy suite. Two days had passed and Corrie is yet to get back results from the DNA test. Although she suggested the test be done at the hospital but I knew my son too well. His eyes were everywhere and I'm sure he was aware about my intentions to visit. Time was ticking and it would soon be up before he realized my plan. He may hate me for it after this, but Corrie needed to know he didn't marry her for no ordinary reason. She needed to know she was being used and she and her child could be in possible danger."Why the creeping?" Emmette pulled me out of my thoughts. I froze, forgetting I was already in the suite but forgot the habit of not creeping. A faint smug left my lips and I straighten my back with confidence."Is that the way to talk to your mother?" I laced my tone in dominance, hoping he wouldn't see behind facade of fears."Oh, you want to act like my mother now? How soothing but that's too late now, don't you think?"
MIMIBead of sweats gathered on my forehead. My fingers knotted together in nervousness with Amelia, Devon and I alone in the room. We weren't the only one left, there were still some staff staying behind but they were instructed to stay clear for the time being while Amelia decided to access I and Devon.My heart was racing, Amelia was just taking small deliberate sips, that made me more nervous. I had hoped Devon was as nervous as me but instead he looked like he didn't give a single fuck. My hand lift up to my face as I bit down on my nails in nervousness.Amelia slowly dropped the cup on the table, both elbows perching on the polished wood. Her eyes shot at the both of us, I felt a slight shiver go down my spine, a loud gulp bobbed down my throat, my mouth opened slightly but nothing came out."You both were not deaf at Lilly's announcement," she finally spoke, relief washed over me but the brewing tension was still there, so I still held my guard up."The way you are both calm, m
MIMI"Why isn't your husband here Mimi?" Lilly called to my attention, barely taking a sip of her wine. She's been ceranading the fucking glass instead of drinking and minding her fucking business. I smiled. I threw a little family get together in one of the most elite restaurants to celebrate I and Devon finally staying at Emerald palace.I called Devon, asking, begging even that he should not fucking miss it, to avoid questions like this. And where was he? He was making me look like a fool.I put my glass down next to me."He's on his way Lilly, you don't expect him to be less busy. It was my fault for not checking in with his schedule." I said trying to ease the tension but the smirk on Lilly's face was definitely brewing trouble."Oh." She chimed loudly. "Benjamin is as well very busy but he still made time to come to your party." She smiled giving her hand to Benjamin who smittenly kissed the back of her hand. I was furious, envious even of the both of them. The thing that alwa
MIMII made my exit out of the hospital, with the corner of my eye I caught Corrie walking side by side with a woman that could pass as Mr Nash clone but way older, she share his same grey eyes and brunette hair or his.She must be a relative and judging by the way she carried Emery, she must be a close relative.I paused flashing my smile at the Corrie, she glared at me, a smirk plastered on lips as I came to a pause.Any moment from now she could as well as be foaming from her mouth like a damn dog the way she held my gaze.I made my way to her, folding my arms. Her face was so red she might as well exploded in anger."That bastard in your stomach, I hope you abort it. We don't want things getting complicated and don't even try to get some sort of child support now that you are pregnant with Devon's baby." I said as I took a closer look at the woman next to her."Don't you dare talk down to my daughter in-law like that. What do you mean Devon's baby? She's pregnant for my son." The
CORRIEI didn't like the idea of leaving Mimi alone with Emmette. I trust Emmette but I don't trust Mimi one bit and slowly regret cuts me with each strike of guilt.Emery's hand was in mine as she happily jumped up and down humming a tune. Her grandmother was holding her other hand as we tried to keep her safe."Corrie." Arielle called out to me, pulling me out of my train of thought."Hmm" I muttered."How old are you?" She asked. It wasn't odd that she wanted to know my age but it was quite abrupt."I'll be 29 this year." I answered, not thinking too much of it."Wow, you're still very young and you even look younger than your age. I thought you were twenty five." I could clearly tell the flattery in her tone, I smiled at her, giving her a small nod."Grandma, I'm four years old." Emery chipped in her cute voice. Arielle smiled at her, nodding at Emery's words."I know darling." She answered turning her attention to me. "Do you have any relatives Corrie?" She asked and again I fel