AngelaThe news almost made me happy, but the fact that Natasha will be going through a lot right now makes me pity her. Within a few months, she has been divorced by her two ex-husbands. Going through the process of pregnancy all alone isn’t something I’ll wish on anyone, not even my enemy.Xavier has been in a good mood since last night. I’ve asked him severally if he has something to do with this, but I get either kissed or he winks at me, brushing away my question. His actions and mood made me conclude that Xavier has everything to do with this.Glancing at my wristwatch, I was tempted to call and cancel lunch. I’ve been waiting for him for the past thirty minutes and he’s yet to show up. Finally giving up, I picked up my purse and stood up. The exact moment I took two steps forward, the door opened and Daniel walked in. He scanned the restaurant, quickly searching for me and when he found me, he waved and smiled, a smile that I did not reciprocate. Noticing my slight anger, he h
I stomped out of the restaurant, expecting Xavier to chase after me as usual, but he didn’t. Daniel rushed after me instead, quickly intercepted me, and blocked my attempt to open my door.Sly watched us with furrowed brows. He has been standing outside by the car, so he has zero knowledge about what transpired inside.“Let me handle the wheels, Angie.” Daniel requested. “Please. I can’t let you drive like this.”I looked down at my shivering hands. I didn’t even realize that it was shaking. Nodding mildly, I hid my face with massive hairs. Daniel turned to Sly. “You can follow us with the Benz, I’ll drive the Bentley with her.”Sly who is yet to understand the situation nodded regardless. He took the keys from me and watched me closely until I got into Daniel’s car. Daniel started the car, and held the steering but did not make any attempt to drive out of the parking lot. “Where do you want to go?”“I don’t know.” I honestly do not know why Xavier always likes hurting me. “Just take
AngelaPeering my eyes open, I quickly snapped them shut and winced. Remind me not to get drunk in my life again. My head is banging so hard that I’m finding it difficult to keep my eyes open.Inhaling deeply, I summoned inner courage and opened my eyes. The faint light peering in through the small opening in the drawn curtain made me wonder what time it is.Pulling the duvet aside, I sat up. At that exact moment, the door opened and Xavier walked in with his phone placed on his ear. His eyes trapped mine. “Just handle them, Lucas. I do not pay you such a ridiculous amount for nothing. I’ll call you later to know how it went.” He disconnected the call, pocketed his phone, and stared at me unblinkingly. “Hello love.”Still trying to push the headache aside, I crossed my arms. “What time is it?”He stared at the wall clock right in front of me. “Five minutes past seven.” He walked into the bathroom and emerged with the medicine box. “How bad is the hungover?” He asked as he searched thr
AngelaXavier tastes like coffee; like an addictive coffee that you can’t get enough of. That crazy addiction that makes you want more.My hands circled his neck, pulling him closer to me, wanting to feel more of him. Our tongues fought for dominance, sucking, tugging, and licking. I bit his lips which tore a sexual growl from him. The familiar taste of metallic filled my tongue, no doubt filling Xavier’s too.I moaned deep in my throat.Xavier’s hand left my waist and crawled up to my chest. He grabbed my left breast and fumbled, making me writhe. My thin blouse felt like a restriction to Xavier which made him remove his hand. I hissed with disapproval, already missing the sensation his hand created.Understanding my need, Xavier placed his hand on my exposed thigh once more. With his lips still attacking mine, his hand slowly disappeared into the fabric of my mini gown. His hot palm brushed my thigh as it crept higher.The slightest touch of my lace undies made me snap my legs toget
XavierStorming into the coffee shop with Lucas and Tom, I ambled straight toward Veronica’s table. Pulling out of a seat, I made myself comfortable even before she could understand what was really going on.Her brows smashed together with an ugly frown. “There are a lot of empty tables in here Mr. Ellmord, why invade mine?”“Can’t you just pretend as if you’re happy to see me?” I asked her with a smile. Waving the waitress over, I ordered a cup of coffee. “I know you’ve been waiting to hear from me.” Leaning forward, I grinned. “I paid Patricia Hymes’s family a visit,” her eyes widened. “They are still heartbroken over their missing daughter.”“You did what?” She whispered. Suddenly choking on her coffee, I watched her cough heavily. Without offering her any water, I watched her calm herself. “How did you_”“How did I find out?” Chuckling, I tipped the waitress who served me coffee. “How did you think I found out? Now I have two pieces of evidence to send you to jail. What will your
NatashaI’ve been living my life in a blur. It has been revolving around the office and my house. I can’t even meet the father of my baby because there are so many curious eyes around. Heaving out a sigh, I turned off the engine and stepped out of my car. Honestly, I’m getting exhausted from this fight or maybe it’s the stress from pregnancy. Either way, if I wasn’t pregnant, I would have given up the course of this whole thing but right now, this isn’t only about securing my future but also that of my child.I recognize the red car in the garage. Aunt Veronica is here. She stops by often these days. It seems the absence of her husband is making her feel so lonely.I stepped into the house and requested a bottle of water from one of the maids. One of them helped me with my handbag. “Good evening mum. Good evening aunt Veronica.”“Good evening.” They both responded in unison. Dragging my feet towards the stairs, I made a silent prayer that none of them stops me but then my prayers wen
Angela Something is wrong, but I’m yet to figure out what. It’s three weeks to my wedding but it feels as if the groom isn’t happy to walk down the aisle with me. Although he tries to keep it in, I know something is wrong; something is bothering him and he’s trying hard to keep it from me.Ignoring the salesperson who is trying so hard to impress me, I focused on the seamstress who is taking McKenzie’s measurements. “I need real diamonds on her dress, at most a hundred and fifty-six.”“That shouldn’t be a problem, ma’am.” She responded. She took the last measurement before letting Mckenzie go. “We’ll have the diamonds tested in your presence before completing payment.” She puffed her chest out with pride. “Here, we give nothing but the best.”My phone pinged again for the tenth time within thirty minutes. How did she even get my number? Pursing my lips, I opened my inbox and read yet another message from her.:- Please, all I’m asking is that you hear me out over dinner or breakfast.
Xavier“I can’t believe you’ll be tying the knot in the next three weeks.” Lucas mused with a smile. Today is one of those rare days that we abandon work just to drink and catch up on our private issues in life. The few times that we’ve had something like this, I always listen to Lucas complain about the women in his life and how chaotic his life is, thanks to his little brother Jeremy.Speaking of Jeremy. “Any valid information from your brother?” Ever since he started fucking Mrs. Shirley, I hardly see him around here. “I was hoping that by now, he would have shared some of her dirty secrets with us.”Lifting his shoulder nonchalantly, he gulped a generous amount of his drink. “Jeremy says he’s nothing but a fuck boy to her. He claims that she only calls him only when she feels like having sex and that she even offered him money the last time.”“Money?” I chuckled. “I can’t imagine how insulted Jeremy felt.” The door to the private room opened and Oliver walked in. “What do you want
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