Rose already made her way into the car outside the church. Any longer in there and she was going to loose it with everyone who continued to congratulate her on her happy married life. The smiling faces from those people was only making her feel like she had just made the worst mistake in her life. But she couldn't stop herself from backing out. She looked out the window to see Azazel walking out shortly with his friends. Some whispering something in his ears and the others all laughing and giggling. Rose snorted. She was in here wrecking her brain on how to tell everyone about their wedding and her husband was busy acting so cool like everything was all fine. And, Rose only wished she had the same chilled spirit as Azazel. With a heavy sigh she turned around adjusting her wedding dress that was beginning to itch all over her neckline before resting her head against the backseat. Her eyes staring up at the car's black leather ceiling. Her mind completely clouded with thoughts about h
Hearing Stephano's name and knowing that he also knew about her marriage made Rose shudder with an unknown fear.Sierra looked at the two people standing before them and did put on a smile. But one could tell it was a forced smile. Mason was trying his best to stay composed. It was one thing to announce their engagement to the entire media without their families' knowledge but a different story of going to marry secretly in an ancient catholic church.“I don't understand what's happening sweetheart.” Mr Foyer whispered and holding his temples. His forehead had already gotten worry lines. Rose inhaled sharply but knew that she wasn't alone. Azazel was by her side and him holding her hand tightly assured her of it all.But then again Stephano knowing about them right now continued lingering in her mind. She couldn't even focus entirely on the set of people who had lots of questions for them.“I wonder when this all even started?” Bronya asked still reeling in the shock but also smiling
The hall resonated with a massive round of applause as he walked over the front and stepped onto the big stage. Standing behind a tall glass podium he cleared his throat after having flashed a grim smile. His eyes blazing at the crowd like they were all his enemies.The hall went silent after they heard him clear his throat. It sounded husky and deep like a base. He had his long arms rested on both sides of the podium touching the edges with his callous hands. The cameras constantly flashing and getting into his view every now and then. He couldn't wait for it to be all over and done with. He didn't want to be here in the first place but a commitment was a commitment.“First of all thank you all for having me here. It is an honour for my company to be able to invest a lot of our money into this massive charitable fundraiser that helps orphaned kids and also help in developing countries in Africa that are mostly underdeveloped.” He paused to take in a breath as he sucked in the air aro
“I'll go get more drinks.” Rose announced as she stepped foot inside her kitchen and walking by the refrigerator. She opened it and already took out few numbers of canned soft drinks and beers. She was excited and happy. It wasn't everyday that her home was crowded with lots of people she didn't know. Today was Azazel's birthday and Rose had taken it upon herself to make today a special day for Azazel. Even though it might look like she was trying too hard but she knew she had to for appearances but also because she wanted to do this much for Azazel. “I can help you with it miss.” Her maid Violet walked over her and Rose looked up to see her carrying a large tray of lasagna and fried chicken out of the kitchen. “Don't worry Violet. I've got this.” She smiled and sent the maid away. Azazel was still a man of many friends and acquaintances. Even though he had become much serious in pursuing his life, his lifestyle of carrying many friends didn't leave him. Their living room was fille
Rose felt her chest constricting and her heartbeat racing fast. She was sure he must be hearing the thumping of her heart. From his ragged breathing she could tell it was him. She gulped with her hands on the phone that was now glued to her ear.Both of them were silent and she didn't know whether she should speak. He was calling after a month and the first thing that poked her mind was to wish him also a happy birthday but she dared not even speak about it but she also couldn't hang up.Stephano was also at a loss for words. It took him everything to pick up his phone and dial his brother's number. The brother he believed betrayed him brutally. He didn't know if it was something he could forgive but paving the way out for them wasn't something he would have done but then he recalled his grandfather's words. He followed his grandfather's advice and decided to leave.But today was a special day. And, Stephano knew his body wouldn't sit well with going to bed and not wishing his own bro
Stephano got unto his private plane that afternoon after getting news of his mother's accident. He had tried calling his father and sister but nothing came out of it. He stepped into the plane only to find his grandfather seated in one of the seats and smoking his tobacco pipe. A tray of nice appetizers was laid out in front of him but he hadn't even lifted his fork. “Grandpa? You are...coming to visit my mom.” Stephano got seated on another seat a little far from him as one of the flight attendants rushed over to attend his needs. He called for something strong and the lady hostess was already on her way. “Am sure your mother is fine. She's a strong woman that bitch.” “Language grandpa! That's my mom you are talking about.” Stephano gritted before trying to relax on his seat. He was worried for his mother and somehow he couldn't shake off the feeling that what had happened was probably his fault. Afterall he had been distant since a while month and not wanting to get close to anyon
Rose was done with the chicken broth soup. It was her recipe in her very unique style. She hoped this would make Sierra feel much better. She and Azazel had met at the hospital where Sierra was rushed to. Thankfully the doctor said she only hurt her back a little and had to be on the wheelchair for some days.She went back home to make her special spicy chicken broth soup to help her mother-in-law. Azazel went with the rest of his family back to their home. Packing the soup inside a warm lunchbox Rose set out back to her in-law's home.She got to the De Luan home and got down to see two other black cars which she didn't recognize. Grant had called and informed her that her father had already boarded the plane. Rose smiled before making her way into the house. She was just about entering the threshold when she heard Azazel's screams.“What can I do to fix things brother?” Rose immediately froze in her spot. The word brother which came out of Azazel's mouth. Rose then knew he was here.
“Stephano!” Rose gasped in horror as Azazel came to stand in front of her with his back towards her. She could feel Azazel's shoulders tensing up with rage. Rose looked from the corner of her eyes at Stephano who had held the edge of the island with one hand to support himself from falling after that sudden blow.Stephano's deep laughter echoed in the space as he rose up to his full height. He turned around and Rose's eyes widened seeing the small cut at the left side of his jaw. It was bleeding too. “Azazel he's.. bleeding.” And, she recalled his injured hand as well. She wondered what was wrong with Stephano and why he was acting in this manner.“You've finally grown some balls little bro. After taking what was mine...” Stephano had a smirk on while wiping the smeared blood off his jaw with his hand. Azazel's jaw hardened as his hand was already balled up into fists again.“Rose is not your property. She's a person who deserves to be respected!” Azazel gritted and Rose felt like thi