(Bella)Something about Dean turning up for this meeting rather than his assistant pushes me off-kilter. I'm convinced it's not just about business.I'd like to think and as far as I know, Dean never mixes personal issues with business.But then, so much has changed, he's changed and I can't hold on to the things I used to know, especially one that comes from a place of hurt.Plus, I know he still sees me as a cheat and a gold digger, who was with him because of his money.There's nothing I'd say or do that'd change his mind anyway, so why bother?And oh, the smirk and glint in his eyes doesn't go unnoticed.His attention is on me as he steps in, his proudful strides, a constant reminder that maybe — well, all of this is about me.The impact of his threats still lingered, like an imprint in my head. But then, he needs to know it doesn't bother me.I don't care about his threats.I snap out of my daze, and put my game face on.The presentation is filled with an underlying tension, which
(Dean)"Be here in time tomorrow. I have an early appointment," I tell Raymond, who nods in return."Sure, boss." I step out of my car, heading right inside. It's been a long day and I'm quite stressed on what to do with Bella.Once I step into the living room, I paused.Nothing prepares me for the sight before me.Mom's seated on the couch, her legs crossed with a glass of juice in hand like she's a queen or something. Her presence is imposing as ever.I'm surprised, mainly because I didn't see her car parked outside. Maybe we'd revisit her having a spare key.I mean, I'd expected her to show up here or at the office since I've been avoiding her calls.But she didn't in the past one week and now she's here, and at this time.I take a quick glance at my rolex. It's past 7pm."Mom?" I call out, walking towards her."Oh, you're finally back," she says, bringing her glass down, unfazed."What are you doing here by this time?" I ask outrightly, my tone skeptical.She frowns, clearly not p
(Bella)"Oh, baby, you shouldn't be up, look at the time," I retort, feigning a frown as I walk into Jasmine's room.She's on her tablet, clearly playing games on it. But as soon as she hears my voice, she puts it down, her eyes furrowed at me in guilt.I reach out to her, caressing her hair gently. "Javier is sleeping and you should do the same too, sweety." I frown a little."I'm sorry mommy," she says softly, pouting her mouth in a cute way.Pretty irresistible thing, how'd I stay mad now?I let a smile form on my face. "It's okay, baby," I say, patting her back gently. "Come. I'll put you to bed," I say, pulling the covers over her tiny body while I lie beside her, caressing her softly."Mommy?" She calls with a soft voice."Yes, baby." I smile at her, willing her to go ahead."I want a new doll, mommy. You promise to get one when we get here. Can we go to the mall tomorrow?" Jasmine ask, her eyes wide in anticipation.It just dawned on me that she'd had her heart set on having a n
(Bella)It's been almost five minutes since I got into Brenco.A nostalgic feeling washes over me, it's been four years since I last step foot into this place, and the giant building before me does nothing to soothe my racing mind.I'd prepared myself for this but sometimes we can't control how we feel.Calvin was a bit skeptical about this but I assured him that I could handle it, and I've been considering telling him about my history with Dean, because sooner or later he'd find out.I let out a deep breath.Calm down Bella, my inner mind tries to soothe me.All I have to do, is walk into his office, hand this document over to him, ignore his nonsense while at it and leave once he's signed them.Yes, that's it.With that, I step out, walking my way into the main building, it's still as luxurious as I can remember.I head towards the front desk, a lady in her late thirties smiles warmly at me. She's new, not the secretary I used to know but I don't let that thought linger on.I give a
(Dean)For the next hours I bury myself in work, staying busy is just my way of distracting myself from the turmoil brewing inside me.I couldn't shake off the anger in me the moment Bella snapped back at me before walking out of my office, unperturbed.It feels like something just closes up on me, like all my tantrums doesn't get to her.It bothers me that it doesn't.I just want to frustrate her, pay her back for hurting me deeply.My mind works overtime.Is that really what this is about?I sigh.But regardless of what it is, I'm not letting her off the hook so easily this time, not letting her weasel her way back here, just to mess with my head.If she's on the hunt for wealthy guys, then I'm out to get her!I take a deep breath, scrolling through my tab for my remaining schedule.Humphrey is out for business purpose and while my eyes are glued on my tab, I'd realize I still have one last inspection to do, a lucrative project in hand, just beside the mall. I can't sleep on this.Id
(Dean)If l didn't know myself well, I'd have said maybe I had a child somewhere that l don't know of.The resemblance, it's almost too real.But then, it's not unlikely, people do look alike these days.Or maybe it's just all in my head."I'm sorry," he mutters, his tiny voice bringing me back to earth, he's looking at me intently, like he's gauging my reaction. His soft gaze undoes something in me, I just can't put it in words. And strangely all the stress just manages to go away, for that moment, it's just this adorable little pookie staring at me with wide, uncertain eyes.I just feel drawn, so drawn, to a strange kid in the mall.I manage a smile, not wanting to scare him the more. "It's alright, dear." I retort, his eyes pulling me in greatly as I ruffle his hair gently. "Where are your parents?" I ask calmly, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible.Before he could reply, I heard a woman's voice. "Javier!" She calls out, rushing towards us in a full panic mode.I raise m
(Unknown)She's seated in her chief executive office, like a boss chic, legs crossed as she scrolls through her laptop, all her focus deeply immersed in work.She's a dazzling beauty, a true embodiment of elegance and sophistication. Her poise and aura is second to none. She's a force to reckon on as far as business goes and otherwise.And not to mention, no one dares to mess with her, especially the opposite gender, whom she has shut out of her life completely.A sudden knock on the door drags her attention off work, she looks up and almost immediately, her secretary walks in, a tablet in hand.She walks over to the her table and gives a polite nod, a curtly smile in place. "Your schedule for the day, ma'am." She retorts calmly, waiting for her orders."Get right to it, Olivia." She urges her, returning her eyes to her laptop.Olivia nods, furrowing her eyes on her tablet as she reads out. "You have a meeting with the Robinson's in an hour, review of the quarterly sales report at 10A
(Bella)"Mommy!" Jasmine squealed excitedly, walking up to me, her tiny hands wrapped around a pink doll, while Ebony holds Javier with one hand and a bag in the other as they walk closely behind, just as happy."Hi, sweety," I mutter, shifting my gaze from my favorite TV show to them."Mommy, look what Auntie Ebony got me," she retorts, her voice a deep coating of excitement as she shows off her cute doll.I smile warmly at her. "She's so adorable. Have you given her a name yet?" I asked, brushing a strand of her hair to the back of her ear.Her eyes lights up. "She's Coco, mommy." She blurted out with her usual bubbly energy.I giggled, my gaze soft as I retorted. "That's a cute name." I mutter, smiling down at her and then l diverted my attention to Javier, who seemed oddly quiet.He comes over to me, holding his spike, a toy dinosaur in hand.I ruffle his hair gently, making a smile creep up his face. "Did you have fun today, darling?" I ask, my eyes fixed on him.He nods. "Yes, mo
(Bella)I still couldn't stop thinking about what Derrick said, perhaps I was slacking off, getting too comfortable around Dean.My head is just so messed up right now. It feels like Dean has plaqued my senses, and no matter how hard I try to turn off my thoughts, it keeps drifting back to him.I find everything he does intriguing, perhaps a little too much.But I can't let myself fall any deeper than I already am, and I also need to work through this feeling that has stirred up since we got close again, I can't let it linger on.It's quite risky, especially when I'm trying to protect myself from what it will all bring.That's it, I sigh.I need to guard my heart, by all means.******So, I try to keep my distance, only speak when spoken to, and I also tried not to get excited by Dean's presence.I avoid any awkward situations, I leave the room right when he walks in, and lastly I avoided eye contact.I wasn't unkind though, I just tried not to be too friendly, that way I might focus
(Bella)I never would have thought for a mere second that co-parenting with Dean would be this easy, he makes it seem so easy.We both shuffle between taking the kids and picking them up from school. At first, I tense a little at this, I knew it'd be a normal every day thing, and I trust Dean with the kids, I really do. Well, after a heartbeat later, I agreed.It's going to take a lot of getting used to but the excitement I saw on Javier and Jasmine's face the first day Dean came to take them to school warms my heart, it was worth it.It's been less than three weeks, and Dean has been super sweet, to the kids and he extends that to me as well, a painful reminder of what we once had.And whenever I watch him switch into his dad role effortlessly, I can't help but think about how our lives could've turned out, if any of these didn't happen. I'm not sure I talk about how good of a husband he was to me, he was an incredible husband and now he's turned out to be an amazing father.But now
(Bella)Air escaped me as if someone had stabbed my lungs with fork.Did I just ask Dean for friendship?I take a deep breath that seems to barely reach my lungs, but it doesn't stop my racing heart.I couldn't believe I said that aloud, but Dean's reaction seem to make it less nerve-wracking.I could see the excitement in his face, he was pretty much stoked, and barely a second away from wrapping me in his arms.A few days back, I was so sure that I wanted nothing to do with him, uhmm, I still don't anyways, it's just a sacrifice I'm willing to make for my kids.But one thing is sure, being friends with Dean screams potential danger, I couldn't be more wrong and I would be lying if I say it doesn't scare me, it does.And I'm not so sure how I'd cope with it, but I'll have to try.I truly hope I will.I forced more air into my lungs, tonight's going to be one hell of a long one.I walk into my room, hoping to soak away all these emotions and weird thoughts roaming in my head but just
(Bella)I stood there, looking at Dean, who looked like he fell out of a freaking magazine.A little overdressed, yeah. But he's such an awesome sight to behold.And then, it hits me that I was visibly checking him out. I shouldn't.Christ, Bella, get a goddamn grip!I quickly pulled my gaze away, a little mortified that he caught me staring, and then I invited him in. I have never felt this awkward in my entire life.I walk him to the living room, and before he could sit, Javier and Jasmine came running up to him.Dean dropped the bag he was holding and crouched down, enveloping them in a warm hug.After a while, I figured I should get on it, before they bring up him being their stand in dad.My heart began to race, my insides kept twisting into a thousand little knots, my hands clammy as I think my words through.I forced a breath into my lungs and glanced at Dean, who in return gives me a reassuring nod."Hey, sweety." I began, stretching my lips into a trained smile as I waved the
(Dean)I look at Ethan and shrug. "No matter what, I love her Ethan, that hasn't changed," I say and sigh. "But every time I try to get close, she shuts me out, like she's already made up her mind." I say, downing the entire glass.Ethan gives me a sympathetic look and then runs a hand through his hair. "I think she's hurting, scared even. People build walls for a reason, it might just be her way of protecting herself," he straightens up and holds my gaze. "But she's letting you close to the twins, that's something. I suggest you give her more time, try to be friends again,"I bring down my glass, and tilt my head. "How is it that my friend, a veritable lecher, who knows little or nothing regarding women is suddenly a guru? Is there something I'm missing?" I joked, and raised my eyebrows playfully.Ethan flips me a bird. "I just did my research the best way I can, just in case someone I know needs it," he says. "So, no, thank you." He rolls his eyes and brings his glass to his mouth.
(Bella)I regretted my scathing words as soon as I entered my office.I still can't wrap my head around why I flared up, was it because he said I belonged to him?But he was only trying to help…Ugh!"That was totally uncalled for, Bella." My conscience pricked me, sometimes I just let my emotions have their way with me.I should've probably said thank you and walk away. Now, I feel like a piece of shit, the guilt was wrapped around me like a scratchy blanket, it has my heart in a fierce grip.I have to apologize for being a complete ingrate.I let out a deep sigh, and reached out to my laptop, wanting to get the guilt out of my system but it isn't working out so well.That's it.I sigh again, resting my back on my chair, my mind a whirlwind.I realize now that I've been pretty hard on Dean, I'm slowing turning into a woman I cannot recognize anymore.I've become this insensitive and unhappy woman, who always act without thinking, and that's not me!I'm still angry at Dean, but that d
(Ashley)I grip my glass tighter, the amber liquid does nothing to calm me down, alongside Kendra's words.Judy must think I'm stupid, pretending to be shocked and angry about me sleeping with Raymond. She doesn't fool me, she can't pretend to be holier than thou when she's been manipulating and lying to Dean all this time.She has no right to blame this on me, she's a terrible mother.I thought she'd suck it up and get her head back in the game but clearly she isn't.She has been ridiculous about this whole thing, overreacting and refusing to see me, but I don't care. She's just as stupid, underestimating me.One thing is certain, with or without her help, Dean will be mine.He said he doesn't want me, that he'll never love me. I'm sure he doesn't mean that, his head is messed up right now, that bitch must've got him all confused again.But does it even matter?He'll be with me, he'll learn to love and accept me whether he likes it or not.I take a long sip from my glass, my mind rac
(Bella)I finally stepped out of the door, and I had never felt so relieved walking out of a restaurant.I just can't get over the sadness I saw in Dean's eyes as I declared there was no us. There had to be something wrong with me for feeling bad about nothing.I shouldn't, he made me feel worthless, he humiliated me and shattered my heart into a thousand pieces, I can't forget that.I shake off that weird feeling, reminding myself that what I had with Dean, needed to be over.I don't want to hurt myself more by giving in to what I feel for him. I had to literally force myself to sound mean, act like it or risk letting my real emotions show.Do I love Dean? I'd probably scream yes.But is love truly enough to sustain a marriage, a union?This isn't just about love, I can't trust Dean, and trust is everything.And as for him? He has no trust in me either, no faith.His mother knew to go after his insecurities, a few photos was all it took and he easily folded, he didn't even try to dis
(Dean)My stomach is in tight knots as I sit down in the empty restaurant, one I had booked out for the time we'd be spending here.I glance at my watch as I prayed she doesn't change her mind.Bnd then I turned, meeting the most gorgeous eyes I've ever seen, for a fleeting seconds I stared, clearly blown away.Bella looks breathtakingly gorgeous in a simple gown that's just a little below her knees, she has a knack for making even the simplest clothes look elegant.She's easily the most beautiful woman in the world, and if she ever gives us a chance, I'll never let her slip out of my fingers again, never.My dick stirred in my pants as I took in her features a little more, I quickly force a breath down my lungs, blocking out my lewd thoughts and just then a smile creeps up my face."Bella," I mutter, standing up to welcome her but then her face went dead cold in an instant, disregarding me with just a glance.She walked straight to our table and my eyes strayed to the bag she was hol