XavierI’m getting to Angela and I know it. Last night, although she didn’t reciprocate the kiss, I knew she felt it, she felt the emotions, the message I was trying to convey. She’s holding back and I’m going to break through every wall.Parked outside her apartment, I waited for her to walk out. She’s going to curse at me for showing up this early, but I don’t care. Her front door opened and I leaned forward, anticipating her face and her choice of clothing. What I didn’t expect to see is that extra male in her life, coming out from her apartment this early in the morning.Did he spend the night here? In her arms? It took every self restraint in me not to step out of this car and beat him shitless for even considering that it’s right to spend the night in my woman’s house.He opened the door again and a little girl toddled out of the room. My chest tightened with pain when she smiled at him. She waved her hands in the air, demanding that he lifts her into his arm.That should b
Angela “Are you crazy?!” Daniel snapped at me. He followed me round the house like a lost puppy. “That is the only reason why you’ll be doing this. You’ve gone stark raving mad.” Ignoring his insults, I carried on with my hair. Unable to bear my silence any longer, he grabbed my arm and pulled me to a stop. “I am talking to you Angela! Did he threaten you? Please tell me he threatened you.”Fed up and furious, I stopped pretending to fix my hair and turned to him. “What exactly is your problem?” I bellowed. I’m so grateful right now that Mckenzie decided to go to bed early today. “You don’t get to stand there and talk to me as if I’m about to murder Christ the second time.”“You might as well do it.” He spat. Running his finger through his hair, he began pacing from one end of the room to the other. “You are about to destroy your sister’s home, can’t you see it? You’re about to destroy the very reason why you ran away from home.”I refuse to be talked into guilt again. “Xavier sa
XavierThe moment Angela walked through that door, I first reaction was awe. Despite how many times I’ve seen her beautiful face, I’m always brought to my knees each time she appears.Her face should constantly portray happiness. It pains me that most of the time, I’m blameworthy of her tears and sadness. I hate myself for causing her pain, and for that reason, no one, absolutely no one has the right to make her cry. It took everything in me not to question her about her puffy face when she walked in. Appreciating her was the most important thing at that moment, and now that I’m done with that, I moved to more pressing issues. “You’ve been crying, and I want to know why.”She laughed nervously, trying to blow away the seriousness of the question. “What? You can tell?” My eyes narrowed at her, silently warning her to take the question seriously. “It’s nothing serious Xavier. I was just watching Titanic with_” She paused mid sentence which heightened my suspicion. “With what? Or sh
Xavier A private hospital ward isn’t somewhere I visualized myself to be tonight. Angela got shot on her arm and I insisted that the hospital should pump her with painkillers and sedatives, so she can sleep the pain over. If this happened in New York, I wouldn’t have taken her to the hospital. Hospital means alerting the press, and alerting the press means more work load in shutting them up. Lucas have on the line with me ever since the incident of the shooting. He has been calling not because he’s worried about Angela, but because he’s worried about me. I paid attention to the news as the newscaster reports the shooting incident. Livid, I pressed my eyes shut and massaged my temple. I remember vividly that I told the hotel manager that I want to keep this away from the press, and he told me he’ll handle it. Is this his own way of handling it? This is what happens when you let an idiot that you know nothing about handle issues for me. I’ve never been to Philippine except now, so I
Angela I have never been shot before until now, and I must tell you, that bitch hurts like a motherfucker. Trying to remember or figure out what happened was a futile effort. One minute Xavier was hugging me and the other minute we were on the floor with Xavier’s body trying to protect mine.When I opened my eyes almost an hour ago, I saw Daniel seated close to me with no sign of Xavier. I panicked. For a moment I thought something bad had happened to him. Daniel tried to reassure me that everything is fine, that he only stepped out to get some things and also change into something better, but I refused to trust his words. I was convinced that he was lying to me until Sly confirmed that he’s saying the truth, that Xavier just stepped out. Only when did I relax.Daniel left few minutes ago to get me my personal stuffs and clothes to change into because I feel this hospital gown is ridiculous. Before he left, I asked after Mckenzie and he told me that she’s with his parents.Xavi
AngelaDaniel is going to hate me. I know it… I can feel it. He’s against the whole closeness with Xavier because he feels it may lead to something else, but then if you think about it, I’m not doing anything wrong. Not that I want anything to do with Xavier or that I’m planning anything, but the young man is about to get divorced, so I’m doing nothing wrong with him.Xavier stopped the car outside my building. He tried to get down from the car, but I stopped him. “You don’t have to walk me to the door. I’ll go get my stuff together with McKenzie.” If he steps into the house, Daniel is going to lose his cool.Skeptical, he eyed my bandaged arm. “Are you sure you can get into the house on your own?” He looked at the house in question. “I promise not to cause any trouble.”Xavier is the very definition of trouble, but I kept the words to myself. “I got shot on my arm, not on my legs. I can get into the house without breathing my last.” He did not find the joke funny at all. I placed
XavierAngela insisted on sharing a room with McKenzie, and I believe the reason for such a decision is to keep me out. I find her decision rather annoying and the same time amusing. Staying in a different room from McKenzie is not going to make me force myself on her nor is staying in the same room with McKenzie going to stop me from making a move.She’s attracted to me, and the only reason I’ve not seduced her to my bed is that I want her to be the one coming to me. I will not be blamed for anything nor do I want her to refer to our time together as a mistake.Flipping the pancakes, I hurried to get breakfast fixed before my girls make an appearance. When Angela introduced me to McKenzie as someone special and close to the family, I felt my heart melt. I’d give anything to hear her call me dad but Angela pleaded with me to take things slow with her.Baby steps she said. She wants McKenzie to grow on me without being forced into it. I get her point though, but that doesn’t stop me fr
XavierThe whole penthouse was calm when I emerged from the library. Neither Angela nor McKenzie was seen anywhere around. I made a pit stop at the kitchen, but they weren’t there either. The plates used for breakfast have already been washed, and the dining table cleared. Plodding up the stairs, I walked straight to the room and knocked on the door. I heard shuffles at the other end before the door opened and Angela peered out through the slightly ajar door. “Hey.” She smiled tightly at me. “Is everything okay?”Someone knocked at the door earlier. It’s either her or my men. “Did you knock on the door to the library earlier? I heard someone knock.”“Oh… yes…hmm..” she cleared her throat, her eyes dancing around as if scared to meet mine. “McKenzie was asking about the ice cream promise you made, so I came to ask you if you’re still up to it but I guess you were busy.”The fact that she’s avoiding looking at me frustrated me. “You can look at me Angela, I don’t bite.” Her eyes never
Epilogue AngelaTwo months laterLife doesn’t go as expected. I’m pretty sure Natasha, Veronica, and Vera didn’t see this coming when they were scheming against me and my father.It’s been two months now since the news of Natasha’s accident hit the internet. They presumed it to be suicide just like Susan DaVinci, but I know better. It is my husband’s doing and I do not need anyone to confirm it for me.Poor Mr. DaVinci. The old man died of cardiac arrest after his daughter was found dead in a clubhouse. Arlo, Natasha’s son is with the Wilsons. They send us pictures of him, and against Xavier’s liking, I visit him once in a while; he’s my nephew after all.All the shares Xavier forced Natasha to hand over to me made me the highest shareholder, but I gave the shares which were originally meant for Natasha to her son Arlo. This conflict has to end with us, it does not have to be extended to our children and children’s children.Having a near experience with death makes you take a lot o
XavierImagine being forced to wear a Versace gown with a perfect makeup few minutes after your son was taken away from you; that’s exactly Natasha’s fate and with the way her lips tightened, I could tell she in no way like her fate. My men pulled her to the big hall, each man standing by her side. She literally had to race after them because they walked too fast, which also made her walk too fast, a painful attempt if you ask me because her nine inches heel made it pure torture.Stopping at the big door, Harden knocked and the door opened. We all stepped into the big hall where Mateo is being held.It’s okay to say that the young man has been battered beyond repair. I do doubt if any plastic surgeon can fix that face because the scars and current bruises are going to give them tough work.“Long time no see Mateo.” When was the last time I was here? I can’t even remember. Approaching the battered man, I squatted to his level. “I’ve not been a good host and I apologize for that.” Slap
XavierThe first person I visited was Natasha in a cozy cabin that have enough heat for the sake of the baby. The moment I walked into the room, I heard the cry of the baby. Lucas met me at the doorway. “Don’t you think we should hire a nanny? At least until you have to send him to Martinez?”“That won’t be necessary.” The lesser people know about this, the better it is for everybody. “If things should go well, the baby should be out of our hands soonest.” The loud cry was reduced to whimpers. “What’s up with the baby?”“I think Natasha is breastfeeding him.” Well then, I have to give the baby a little more time to finish his breakfast. “Mr. DaVinci is still in our custody, what should we do with him?”“Let him go.” He doesn’t know who kidnapped him or his daughter. All DaVinci knows is that someone sent him a picture of his daughter held in chains, he flew down to New York and was snatched right at the airport, next, he was in a room with a blindfold while Oliver recorded the whole t
XavierLucas got to the hospital before me, he called me on my way to inform me that he was already at the hospital and he inquired to know if they should wait for me before administering the antidote but I told them to carry on because the more that poison is in her, the more problem it causes for her.According to Susan, her recovery will be a gradual process. She claimed that if the antidote was administered before the poison became effective, then it would have worked asap, but for the fact that the poison has already started doing its job, it will take two to three days before she finally regains consciousness which made me question her initial plan.I vividly recall Susan telling me that if she takes the antidote tonight, she’ll be able to go home tonight and that can only mean that she lied to me.Parking the car, I raced into the hospital. Every other person became invisible to me as I ambled to her room. Right by her side, Jackie, Lucas, Seth, and Dr. Grey observed her. I gu
XavierI’ve been with Angela for six hours, holding her hand and staring at her pale face whilst wishing that I could swap places with her right now. She doesn’t have to go through this, especially because of me. I brought Susan into her life and I’m the one who Susan is obsessed with.Sighing, I massaged her fingers, careful not to disconnect the machine helping to keep her alive. Her fashion show was a disaster. Nobody or no news line talks about it without talking about the incident that happened.“I’m going to get you out of here,” I promised her. “This is not going to be how you end. I’m going to send that bitch to the afterlife and get you out of here.” Leaning down, I kissed her palm.My phone buzzed and I picked it up. A text message from Lucas to let me know that he has arrived and they are on their way to intercept his car. Pocketing the phone, I stood up, stared at my wife then reached down and kissed her lips softly. “I know you wouldn’t want me doing that, but I have to d
XavierMary was the first to enter the club, but I wasn’t daft to let her go in alone, not because I’m bothered about her safety, but because I do not trust her not to ruin this for us. For all I know, she might be playing a fast one on us or trying to alert Susan of my presence. I had to send Tom to keep an eye on her.Stomping into the clubhouse, I requested a room and they handed me keys to room number twenty. Guessing we aren’t far apart, I climbed the stairs to her room.The thin walls made it possible to hear people moaning inside the occupied rooms. Never in my life did I think I’ll grace this shit hole with my presence. It’s an error to hear different voices of people moaning at the same time.Mary met us in the hallway. “Bathi went to grab some tampons for Susan, you need to grab her and leave before he returns.”“Tampons?”She shrugged. “I had to come up with an excuse to send him away.”I’m not afraid of Bathi or whatever his name is, he can kiss my ass for all I care. Igno
****Dirty Secrets is gradually coming to an end. We have two more chapters to go ****XavierMary or whatever her name is is a variable I did not see coming. She walked in at the right time and saved me some time. Staring at her, I tried to figure out if this is just a charade. When a man is desperate just like myself, there is always a tendency for mistake; a mistake from a desperate man.The whiskey glass weighed on my hand as I tapped the edge of the glass. I stared at the woman’s eyes, not because I found her green eyes alluring but because I want to push her to the edge, I want to unnerve her, to make her give out any emotion that will prove she was up to something.“Lucas,” I called out without taking my eyes away from the young lady.He appeared in my line of vision instantly. “Yes, boss.”“Go get the men ready.” She shifted from foot to foot. “I want Susan to be brought in alive and we will do anything to make it happen, even if it means bringing that clubhouse down.”Lucas b
XavierLucas couldn’t believe the absurdity of the whole situation. Still shocked and dumbfounded, he kept passing glances at me. “I do not get this. Are you trying to tell me that she did all of this because she wants to fuck you?” He grimaced at his words. “This is just ridiculous. Does she realize that this is almost costing someone’s life?”My brain racked for a solution. “This isn’t her first time killing someone to get what she wants.” It's a pity that this will be her last. I’m sure she was very shocked by my response to her request.“I want you on my bed tonight Xavier.” She chortled at an untold joke. “Give me a lot of orgasms and in return, I’ll give you the antidote.”Unable to believe my ears, I clicked my teeth. “You’re telling me that you did this just because you want a taste of my dick.”Lucas stopped his sentence mid-way. I heard him bid goodbye to whoever he was conversing with before closing in on me to listen to my ridiculous conversation with Susan.“If you were i
XavierThat moment was surreal. One moment everybody was happily cheering my wife and the next minute, everyone rounded her with panicking faces. I rushed out of my seat and raced towards the runway where my men already formed a formidable wall around her, keeping the crowd and paparazzi away from her. They created room for me the moment I raced toward the circle.Falling on my knee, I cradled my wife’s head and patted her cheek lightly, a futile attempt to wake her up. With the show long forgotten, I got rid of my suit jacket and hers too. The next thing that came to mind was to check her pulse.With trembling fingers, I picked up her suddenly cold hands, too cold to be considered normal. Thankfully, I felt her pulse. “Angela?” I resumed tapping her cheek. “Come on baby, wake up…” Settling my ass on the floor, I balanced her well on my thighs. “Come on baby…open your eyes.” She remained unresponsive. “Open your eyes goddammit!”“The ambulance is almost here.” Lucas formed me.My pou