Helen's POV I watched Blake take on the next lap of his session with a dexterity and strength that shocked even me. The therapist was trying to get him to stand properly, and it was quite a challenge, especially since he hadn't walked or stood upright for months. Well, he has been shocking me ever since he gained consciousness. Everything about him had changed, and I feared what would become of me when he finally switched back. "Then you tell him you want a divorce." The voice in my head hissed at me. Even though it sounded like a possible decision to make, I knew I might not be able to make it. The best time for me to have demanded a divorce was the day he went into a seizure. I had the boldness, courage, and the conviction to demand that at that time. Unfortunately, now, I wasn't as strong as I was then. My phone rang beside me, drawing my attention away from Blake and the therapist. I stared at the screen to see it was Dominic calling. I let out a deep breath and picked up the
Blake's POV I watched Helen's eyes mist up with tears and honestly, mine went misty too. There was so much joy in watching her get so excited seeing me walking on my own. Wasn't this what she had wanted earlier on? Well, it was happening now, and I couldn't be happier giving her what she wanted. "Blake, you just took a step." She said in excitement. "Yes, I did," I said and tried to take another step, but my legs suddenly felt so wobbly, and pain shot through me, making my knees go weak. My therapist held me back with a firm grip and kept me from falling to the floor. Gently, she led me to the bed and made me lie down. Helen was by my side in seconds and she had a worried look in her eyes. "You need to calm down, Mr. Robinson. I know you are very excited at the prospect of walking again, but you need to calm down. You are moving really fast and if you wear your body out in time, you might create even worse injuries for yourself. Recovery is a slow and steady process." She said,
Helen's POV I sat at Blake's office chair and my hands flooded with sweat as the weight of what I was doing weighed on me. It had been months since I was last in this office and everything looked and felt so different. I still couldn't believe I had agreed to do this for Blake, not after all the evil he had meted out to me in this office. My eyes went to the west part of the wall and I recalled the way I had lost my virginity to him. It was brash and fast, but still so pleasurable. My body flushed with excitement as the memories danced in my head and I clenched my vaginal walls tightly to prevent myself from flooding with my juices, but that only managed to make everything worse. A knock sounded on the door, and I took a breath in, putting myself and my emotions together. "Come in," I answered and Dominic walked into the office, looking as sharp and dashing as ever. "Oh my. Helen, you look like a female president of the United States. I am super impressed by how you look." He sa
Helen's POV "I believe you must be satisfied right now huh?" Dominic hissed loudly at Mr. Robinson. "No, I believe this time. Give me that phone. I have to talk to my son. All of this has to be one big grave mistake." The old man yelled and grabbed the cell phone out of Dominic's hand. "Son, what the hell is this? How can you make her work in your office? She is not capable of ruling this company. Don't allow her lies and talks to get to you." He hissed. "Dad, I am not being manipulated in any way. I just need direct control of the company. You are so busy with projects from our other companies. You are also against anyone from the board acting in my stead and that is understandable because they are all dogs who are waiting for an opportunity to overthrow us. We don't want someone trying to take the company from under my nose." Blake explained to his father. "Great. I am glad you know that someone out there is desperate to take your position and place in this company. Why don't y
Helen's POV "Mom, what are you doing here?" I asked as soon as I arrived before my mom. However, the answer I got was a hard slap across my face. This was the second slap I was receiving today alone and I was beginning to wonder if today was cursed. Maybe I shouldn't have given in to Blake's demand that I return to work. If I hadn't listened to him, none of this would have happened. "You are a very big fool, Helen. I thought you had given this up? I thought you had come back to your senses. But no, you want to further disgrace our family, huh?" She hissed at me. I squinted my eyes at her, wondering what the hell she was talking about? If anyone was disgracing our family right now, it would be my mom."Mom, what are you talking about? I have done nothing wrong to you or Dad. I haven't tried to disgrace our family's name, so why are you here and making all of this drama?" I asked in a low tone, but that only earned me a slap to my face. Again!"Ma'am, I think you need to leave no
Blake's POV "I didn't know you would want that. I didn't want to do anything stupid that would ruin your reputation. I am sorry." She said, "It's okay," I assured and placed a hand on her waist.She flinched for a second, feeling my hands on her, but I didn't relent. She had better get used to me touching her whenever I wanted to. She was my wife and mine to do whatever I pleased. "I am sorry that my dad accosted you at the office today. I ought to have informed him of my decision. He is quite protective of me." I said, peering into her pretty face.She looked at me and nodded. "I can not blame him. One has to be careful.""Yes, but from what Dominic told me, my dad was unnecessarily harsh. I am so sorry about that." I apologized again. "Oh my. I told Dominic not to say anything about that to you. I promise you, I am over it." She said, "Please don't get into a fight with your dad." "Hey, you don't have anything to be worried about. He was only concerned about you and rightly so.
Helen's POV I walked into the apartment and was greeted by the sight of pretty little red roses littered on the floor. "What the heck?" I asked out loud as my eyes darted around, wondering what the hell was going on.My eyes followed the trail the roses made and I could see they led up to the stairs. Gosh, this had to be Blake's idea. He has been extra sweet to me for the past few days and I had to admit that I was getting used to it. A small smile lined my lips, and I couldn't help but imagine what beautiful life I could have with the man. Well, the bad thing was that I would not have the rest of my life with him. In two years, we would revert back to strangers and I needed to be careful about what I felt for him. As much as I enjoyed and craved all the feelings he elicited in me, I needed to keep reminding myself that this couldn't last forever. It would come to an end someday and I needed to prepare myself for it. Letting out a deep breath, I dropped my handbag and began to un
Helen's POV I stared at my pretty face in the bathroom mirror. Despite how pretty my face was, it was riddled with worry. Blake's question from last night danced in my head, begging for an answer. Deep within my heart, I knew what I wanted. I wanted a beautiful forever with Blake. I wanted to surrender myself to him and allow him to shower me with as much love as he could, but what was the possibility that I could get that despite his offer? We had already signed a contract stating that our marriage would last only for two years. How were our parents going to react to us being in love? This wasn't the plan. As much as it has been my greatest fantasy, there was no way I had thought of it ever happening.I, for one, was certain that my parents would not react nicely to it. I might even be accused of something I knew nothing about. Mom and Dad had a thing against my happiness, and they might not want it. It made logical sense to say no to his offer, no matter how much it might hurt
Helen's POV I stared at my pretty face in the bathroom mirror. Despite how pretty my face was, it was riddled with worry. Blake's question from last night danced in my head, begging for an answer. Deep within my heart, I knew what I wanted. I wanted a beautiful forever with Blake. I wanted to surrender myself to him and allow him to shower me with as much love as he could, but what was the possibility that I could get that despite his offer? We had already signed a contract stating that our marriage would last only for two years. How were our parents going to react to us being in love? This wasn't the plan. As much as it has been my greatest fantasy, there was no way I had thought of it ever happening.I, for one, was certain that my parents would not react nicely to it. I might even be accused of something I knew nothing about. Mom and Dad had a thing against my happiness, and they might not want it. It made logical sense to say no to his offer, no matter how much it might hurt
Helen's POV I walked into the apartment and was greeted by the sight of pretty little red roses littered on the floor. "What the heck?" I asked out loud as my eyes darted around, wondering what the hell was going on.My eyes followed the trail the roses made and I could see they led up to the stairs. Gosh, this had to be Blake's idea. He has been extra sweet to me for the past few days and I had to admit that I was getting used to it. A small smile lined my lips, and I couldn't help but imagine what beautiful life I could have with the man. Well, the bad thing was that I would not have the rest of my life with him. In two years, we would revert back to strangers and I needed to be careful about what I felt for him. As much as I enjoyed and craved all the feelings he elicited in me, I needed to keep reminding myself that this couldn't last forever. It would come to an end someday and I needed to prepare myself for it. Letting out a deep breath, I dropped my handbag and began to un
Blake's POV "I didn't know you would want that. I didn't want to do anything stupid that would ruin your reputation. I am sorry." She said, "It's okay," I assured and placed a hand on her waist.She flinched for a second, feeling my hands on her, but I didn't relent. She had better get used to me touching her whenever I wanted to. She was my wife and mine to do whatever I pleased. "I am sorry that my dad accosted you at the office today. I ought to have informed him of my decision. He is quite protective of me." I said, peering into her pretty face.She looked at me and nodded. "I can not blame him. One has to be careful.""Yes, but from what Dominic told me, my dad was unnecessarily harsh. I am so sorry about that." I apologized again. "Oh my. I told Dominic not to say anything about that to you. I promise you, I am over it." She said, "Please don't get into a fight with your dad." "Hey, you don't have anything to be worried about. He was only concerned about you and rightly so.
Helen's POV "Mom, what are you doing here?" I asked as soon as I arrived before my mom. However, the answer I got was a hard slap across my face. This was the second slap I was receiving today alone and I was beginning to wonder if today was cursed. Maybe I shouldn't have given in to Blake's demand that I return to work. If I hadn't listened to him, none of this would have happened. "You are a very big fool, Helen. I thought you had given this up? I thought you had come back to your senses. But no, you want to further disgrace our family, huh?" She hissed at me. I squinted my eyes at her, wondering what the hell she was talking about? If anyone was disgracing our family right now, it would be my mom."Mom, what are you talking about? I have done nothing wrong to you or Dad. I haven't tried to disgrace our family's name, so why are you here and making all of this drama?" I asked in a low tone, but that only earned me a slap to my face. Again!"Ma'am, I think you need to leave no
Helen's POV "I believe you must be satisfied right now huh?" Dominic hissed loudly at Mr. Robinson. "No, I believe this time. Give me that phone. I have to talk to my son. All of this has to be one big grave mistake." The old man yelled and grabbed the cell phone out of Dominic's hand. "Son, what the hell is this? How can you make her work in your office? She is not capable of ruling this company. Don't allow her lies and talks to get to you." He hissed. "Dad, I am not being manipulated in any way. I just need direct control of the company. You are so busy with projects from our other companies. You are also against anyone from the board acting in my stead and that is understandable because they are all dogs who are waiting for an opportunity to overthrow us. We don't want someone trying to take the company from under my nose." Blake explained to his father. "Great. I am glad you know that someone out there is desperate to take your position and place in this company. Why don't y
Helen's POV I sat at Blake's office chair and my hands flooded with sweat as the weight of what I was doing weighed on me. It had been months since I was last in this office and everything looked and felt so different. I still couldn't believe I had agreed to do this for Blake, not after all the evil he had meted out to me in this office. My eyes went to the west part of the wall and I recalled the way I had lost my virginity to him. It was brash and fast, but still so pleasurable. My body flushed with excitement as the memories danced in my head and I clenched my vaginal walls tightly to prevent myself from flooding with my juices, but that only managed to make everything worse. A knock sounded on the door, and I took a breath in, putting myself and my emotions together. "Come in," I answered and Dominic walked into the office, looking as sharp and dashing as ever. "Oh my. Helen, you look like a female president of the United States. I am super impressed by how you look." He sa
Blake's POV I watched Helen's eyes mist up with tears and honestly, mine went misty too. There was so much joy in watching her get so excited seeing me walking on my own. Wasn't this what she had wanted earlier on? Well, it was happening now, and I couldn't be happier giving her what she wanted. "Blake, you just took a step." She said in excitement. "Yes, I did," I said and tried to take another step, but my legs suddenly felt so wobbly, and pain shot through me, making my knees go weak. My therapist held me back with a firm grip and kept me from falling to the floor. Gently, she led me to the bed and made me lie down. Helen was by my side in seconds and she had a worried look in her eyes. "You need to calm down, Mr. Robinson. I know you are very excited at the prospect of walking again, but you need to calm down. You are moving really fast and if you wear your body out in time, you might create even worse injuries for yourself. Recovery is a slow and steady process." She said,
Helen's POV I watched Blake take on the next lap of his session with a dexterity and strength that shocked even me. The therapist was trying to get him to stand properly, and it was quite a challenge, especially since he hadn't walked or stood upright for months. Well, he has been shocking me ever since he gained consciousness. Everything about him had changed, and I feared what would become of me when he finally switched back. "Then you tell him you want a divorce." The voice in my head hissed at me. Even though it sounded like a possible decision to make, I knew I might not be able to make it. The best time for me to have demanded a divorce was the day he went into a seizure. I had the boldness, courage, and the conviction to demand that at that time. Unfortunately, now, I wasn't as strong as I was then. My phone rang beside me, drawing my attention away from Blake and the therapist. I stared at the screen to see it was Dominic calling. I let out a deep breath and picked up the
Helen's POV What the hell had happened to Blake? This question danced a lot in my head as I led him into his penthouse. Ever since he woke up from his seizure-induced coma, he has been unusually nice to me. Like really, really nice, and it was kind of disturbing. Yes, I always wanted him to act nicely towards me, but this was all too sudden. It was as though I was seeing a really different version of the man, and it scared me. Who the hell was he and what had happened to him after that seizure?Well, I couldn't get answers to that since I didn't bring myself to ask that question. He looked so fierce and dominating and it filled me with a lot of chills. "Welcome home, Mr. Robinson." The maids all welcomed us as soon as we entered the apartment. There were no balloons, confetti, or other decorations, and somehow, I was grateful for that. His first welcome home had been so colourful and I didn't want to rush jinxing things up. "Thank you everyone." He smiled deeply at them and held