(Dean)The room falls silent, Ethan's words hanging in the air. I just stilled, letting his words sink in.I don't know but the thought of seeing Bella with Calvin, losing her to him, the fear of it, it makes my stomach twist, it leaves my heart feeling empty.But then, I'm still confused about a whole lot of things.My mind's a jumbled mess.I look at Ethan, my expression softens completely. "You remember the little boy from the mall, the twins?" I ask, holding Ethan's gaze.He shrugs. "Yeah, I do. What about them?" He asked, eyebrows raised.I swallow hard. "Bella's their birth Mom," I say, my voice strained.Ethan tilts his head, his eyes wide open. "Huh?" He exclaims, his eyes darting on me, he has a look of disbelief registered on his face. "Bella has kids?"I nod. "Yeah, she does," I reply, the words as simple as it sounds, feels so heavy in my mouth. "I'm just so—- confused," My shoulders slumps. Ethan narrows his eyes at me, studying my expression carefully and then he says in
(Ashley)As Dean disconnects the call, a smile creeps up my face, I cross my legs, taking a sip of my wine."Don't tell me you're going ahead with this?" Evelyn, my friend asked, her eyes fixed on me in disbelief.I smirk. "What do you think?" I wink, swirling my glass, the thought of having Dean wrapped around my fingers brings an undeniable joy to me.The thing is, I've been following Dean for quite some time now. He wouldn't talk to me, pick my calls nor return them.It's so clear that Dean doesn't want me but he doesn't have a choice here, I'm going to be by his side and that's it.I didn't relent in following him and then one day, I saw him talking with that bitch openly, it made me so furious, so angry that it almost knocks the breath out of me.It felt like I couldn't measure up to her, no matter what I do.I've done literally everything to get to Dean but none of them has ever worked.But then again, I've come too far to back down, not now, not ever.So, I knew if I didn't want
(Bella)Two days has passed since the ridiculous stunt Dean pulled at the restaurant. I swear, he's beginning to get on my last nerves.But I did tell him off, and I don't know if that'd make him stop. I doubt this few days respite will last that long. Dean's never easily deterred.I also need to work through the feelings that have stirred up deep inside me.But right now, I can only hope he stays away and stop bothering me.Calvin on the other hand. Well, he's been there. And every damn time I look into his eyes, I see the curiosity in them, but he didn't ask about what Dean said that night.Maybe he just didn't know how to, or he doesn't want to pry. Or perhaps he's waiting for me to open up about it.And thankfully, there hasn't been any meeting scheduled for the project with Brenco. The air feels lighter without Dean throwing taunts around, at least for now.So, we have a new client on board and the weird, well not so weird thing is that this client said he'd only commit after a de
(Bella)Judy is trouble, her presence is imposing and unsettling. And that brings me to my question.Why's she here?On the surface, Judy Brennan was a vision of perfection, with every detail of her appearance meticulously refined, from her thousand-dollar outfit, her rehearsed smile, down to her annoying serene posture. But looks can be deceiving, there's more to someone than meets the eye.Things aren't always as they seem.I hold her gaze and there's a smile on her face, a rehearsed smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes.My nerves are a little short and for a second I consider turning back but then again, I don't have to give Judy the upper hand, I'd rather not have her think she has me worried.My heart ramps up but I'm not going to show weakness.I take a deep breath and walk up confidently to the table, my gait smooth and fluid.I take a seat. "Really?" I spat, keeping my voice down. "Setting up a client's profile just to get me here?" I say in a low and distasteful tone.Her s
(Dean)So, it's Friday evening, the day Ashley had asked to come over to my house and talk things out.Personally, I'd prepared myself for tonight, because something deep inside me tells me that Ashley can't just accept rejection without a fuss, her response almost sounds like there's an ulterior motive behind it.Well, tonight I'd know."It's all set," Ethan says, his voice cutting through my thoughts. I take a quick sip of my drink before turning to face him."Thanks man," I say earnestly, and almost on cue, the doorbell rings, Ethan and I share a look, he has a smirk as he shrugs into the couch."I guess it's time," I say with a grin, raising my glass of wine. Gently, I bring it down and head out of the guest room to get the door.I get to the door, and take a quick look through the peephole. Ashley's standing there, a bottle of champagne in hand.Without hesitating any further, I hold the doorknob and slide it open, revelling Ashley.Her face breaks into a fake smile, one that beli
(Ashley)I blink awake, my eyes struggling to adjust to the light streaming into the room. But then, my mind reels with satisfaction as I noticed my hands wrapped around a firm body.Dean, I mutter inwardly, flipping my half awake eyes open, a smile creeps up my face as I tilt my head, holding onto his body firmly.And then I pause, my face drains of any color, realizing who was sleeping next to me.My mind is still a hazy mess, I look around and it isn't Dean's room, it's mine.I froze, pulling my hands away from him quickly, his body reacts to my sudden hand withdrawal but he doesn't wake up.Still in shock, I flipped the bedsheet open, taking a look, I'm naked, we both are.Fuck shit! What have I done?It was supposed to be Dean sleeping next to me, cuddled up in each other's arms and not this gigolo, this good for nothing jackass.I clench my teeth hard in frustration.Last night was supposed to be my best night, a night I anticipated for with every fiber of my being, but it has tu
(Bella)So, it's one of those boring Saturdays. I'm in the living room, idly flipping from one channel to another. Anne's busy in the kitchen and the twins are in their rooms.I stare at the television but honestly I'm not really feeling it, my mind's elsewhere.Judy hasn't tried her crap on me again since I walked out of the restaurant but I'm certain she's still working together with Ashley against me, she's always loathed me that much.While I probably should be relieved that my past hasn't come back to haunt me but strangely I'm not, because deep down I know that this is just the lull before the chaos lurking around.Judy isn't the one to just back down without a fuss. I'm sure she's out there plotting on how to get to me.It's just—. It's hard not to think otherwise.Plus, my unnerving thoughts hasn't quiet down since my last encounter with her. It feels like she doesn't want Dean to know about the twins, otherwise why didn't she outrightly tell him?I just don't get it and I real
(Dean)I had two intentions in mind, get answers from Bella or find it myself.So as Javier ran up to me, I ruffle his hair, gently pulling a strand of hair, a careful act that almost seems like an absentminded gesture.I carefully held the strand, discreetly slipping it into my pocket.Almost on cue, Javier whirls around, facing Bella. "Mommy, he's the handsome mister from the mall!" He squeals.A smile creeps up my face, mirroring his excitement, it tugs at my heart.My eyes lands on Bella, she looks thrown off for a moment, as if trying to process the whole thing. My eyes moves from her to the little girl.She has a grin, as she stares at me, her curiosity shining through her eyes, she's — she's looks like a miniature version of Bella, same lips and she's got the brightest smile I've ever seen just like Bella.I look between her and Javier, the striking resemblance is hard to ignore.It's just— I can't explain how I feel.Seeing the curious look in her eyes, her bright smile, Javier
(Bella)The awkward silence lasted till Calvin was out of sight. I turn to look at Rihanna and she looks a little sad, her eyes pinned in the direction Calvin had taken.I clear my throat, snapping Rihanna back to reality. "Is everything okay?" I say, my eyebrows lifting in question.She forced a smile. "Oh, it's nothing," she waves it off. "How have you been, Bella. It's been such a long time," she says, her eyes lightening up again.There, she's being too obvious about changing gears but that's okay. I understand awkward moments better than most.I exhaled, offering a smile as warm as hers. "I've been great actually. It's so nice to see you," I say earnestly."Yeah," she mutters, her gaze softening. "We should catch up sometime," she says and I nod."Yeah, we should,"We talked a little more before she excused herself to join her date.As I watch her leave, I couldn't help but think about earlier, what was that?There's definitely something, it can't be nothing.Calvin looks like he
(Bella)I knew I wanted Dean, I wanted him so badly. Even now my body still tingles from his touch. I just realize how much I've missed him.That kiss, his gaze that makes me weak to my knees, it all reminded me that I was starving.I could feel the wave of heat washing over me when my eyes strayed to his crotch, I just couldn't help it, my mind instantly projected him naked, and his cock buried deep inside me, what those gorgeous hands of his could do to me.But then, I shook my head, inwardly scolding my lewd thoughts.My walls had crumbled to dust when Dean said he has and will always love me.Strangely I didn't doubt his love, I had looked into his eyes, searching for even the barest traces of lies but I found none.I see the way he looks at me and that itself tells me more than I need to know.A part of me wanted to tell him that I never stopped loving him. But I restrained myself from doing so. I'll put it down to being cautious, and yet my whole body screams at me to admit that
(Dean)I watch tears slip down the side of her face and now I feel like the biggest asshole in existence for making her cry.I see the doubt in her eyes and it fucking kills me, I know it's going to take a while before she'll fully trust me again.I'm willing to do anything, anything at all to get her to trust me again.But then, she pulls her hands free from mine and looks at me, her eyes a teary mess. "You don't get it, Dean. Ashley is crazy, she's dangerous, she'll try to hurt me, her threats were real, and your mother? She's unhinged. I" she pointed out and pause, as if remembering something. And then she looks at me. "Judy knew I had your kids long before you figured it out, she wanted to pay me out, to leave my kids to you and Ashley, she thinks the worst of me," her voice cracks, barely above a whisper and then she lowers her head.My eyes widens as I try to take in what I've just heard.My fist clench and unclench at my side.Ashley threatened her? And mother knew the kids we
(Bella)I flip over for what feels like the hundredth time, unable to sleep, my mind just won't stop racing, Dean's sad eyes haunted my mind.Frustrated, I throw off the covers and drag myself out of bed, wearing no more than red silk nightgown.I head to the kitchen to grab myself a bottle of water and go through my emails later, hoping it'd help quiet my mind, somehow. But not before checking in on Javier and Jasmine.With a bottle of water and a clean glass in hand, I move to the kitchen island and sat down. But just as I take the first gulp, I hear a knock on the door.I squint, checking the time on my phone. Who could possibly be knocking on my door, and at this time?It's a few minutes past 9PM, not too late but I don't usually have anyone over at this time.I place the glass back down and shuffle to the door. When I opened the door, I'm startled to see Dean standing there, ashen-faced.I didn't expect he'd be here, especially when I got his text earlier saying he had a late nig
(Bella)I could feel Dean's eyes on me the entire day and even as I join Calvin in speaking to a few guests, his gaze was still on me.I refused to meet his eyes, focusing my mind on anywhere but him. And then finally he walks up to Calvin and I, alongside his assistant, Humphrey."Dean," Calvin turns to meet him, shifting his attention from a guest to him, a soft smile in place, My heart raced with Dean's closeness but I didn't dare look at him.Well, not until he mutters. "I'll have to take my leave now, I have an urgent matter that needs my attention," he says but there's an edge in his voice and instinctively my eyes landed on his blue ones.I see an unmistakable glint of sadness in his eyes as it flickers between Calvin and I."Oh, that's fine, Dean." Calvin says calmly, extending his hands.Dean looks at the hand Calvin was offering and hesitantly he takes it, returning a tiny smile and then he turns but not without giving us both a once over.My stomach is tied up in a knot as I
(Bella)I haven't been able to get Dean, the kiss out of my head, from one lewd thought to another and it pretty much unsettles me.I'd like to think I've been ignoring him quite well and I'm sure he knows.I must be a terrible person because I didn't even ask if he was okay now, if Doctor Raven said anything that'd be of concern.I should ask but the urge to stay away from him was greater. And the next day we slipped into our co-parenting roles, and I try to keep away from him.I see his efforts into getting us to talk though, I feel his scorching gaze but I paid no mind, making sure there's no situation that'll leave us alone in one setting.Of what use will opening up to Dean or accepting my feelings for him be? It'll rile Judy and Ashley up, and then what?I can't risk it.They might be quiet now, staying off my back but I know it's only a matter of time.If they see I'm not here for Dean, and that I only have my kid's best interest at heart, maybe they'll finally let me be.Speak
(Dean)I turn to Rihanna, who's been watching me silently from across my desk. She finally speaks up. "So, not only are you avoiding your mom but the entire family?" Rihanna says, raising an eyebrow.I give her a look. "Don't be dramatic," I reply, shaking my head.She feigns a frown. "But that's what it looks like, you don't take your calls, and you barely return them,"I clear my throat and throw her a glare. "Well, it wasn't that bad, until you started bringing mother up, you know the rules, Rihanna and yet you choose not to abide by it," I tell her outrightly.Yeah, and not to mention that I know she's here to lecture me.She shrugs and lets out an exasperated sigh. "I know, and it's not like I have too much of a choice here, I have a sulking mother at home, and Judy came by the house yesterday, visibly sobbing. I've never in my entire existence seen Judy cry, I almost thought she's untouchable,""Don't be deceived by their stunts," I huffed, I know not to take whatever mother and
(Dean)I shouldn't. But she closes her eyes, and my mouth is on hers. My tongue entered her with ease, tangling with hers.The thrill of our tongues meeting races through my body. I fist her hair and drag her in more, she opens her mouth to me, and I'm flooded with need.The taste of her, the feel of her, the need, it's intoxicating, overwhelming.My mouth opens, and the kiss grows more intense, her body melts into mine and for a moment everything ceased to exist, just us, just this.God, I've missed her, this. Why did l ever let her go?But just then, her eyes slowly opens, and she pulls away quickly, breaking the moment.She tensed and looked away, she bites her lower lips, as if realizing what we've done. I see something flicker through her eyes, leaving me all confused.Does she regret kissing me back?She stands up quickly, and grabs her car keys, her nervousness seeping from miles away. "You should have Doctor Raven come in the morning for a proper checkup,"Thrown off, I blink.
(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