Kevin's POVI couldn't get the last experience with Natalie off my head. Seeing her face the in the estate after the event, brought everything fresh in mind. ‘How could I forget the lushness of her coochie, the musical way she moaned and the seductive manner in which she rolled her eyes?'I wanted more than that, a mind blowing, unforgettable experience!. When she spoke to Letticia, I imagined her voice moaning in my head. I stole lustful glances at her anytime she walk past me, pretending nothing as exciting as that had ever happened between us. I do not know the best way to describe what I felt for Natalie. ‘Was it infatuation? Lust? or true love?' That, I couldn't discern. All I knew was Natalie made me have wild unimaginable thoughts, one which I have never felt for any woman, so strong that I lose my control each time I caught the sight of her. On this particular evening, I stood at the balcony closest to Natalie's room, desperately yearning to feed my eyes with her ethereal be
Natalie's POVSlowly, the bouts of intimacy I had with Kevin began to get into my head clouding the good thoughts I once had over Maurice. I searched for invisible faults and diverse excuses to avoid meeting him, ‘after all he never looked me in the face proposing to me to be his girlfriend' I concluded that Maurice and I, had just chemistry which I thought was love before Kevin came back into the picture. Kevin and I went on and on quenching our insatiable sexual desires. Perhaps, Kevin was right when he said no man would ever make me feel as good as he did. I found myself reaching out to him for rounds of pleasure over and over again, we had quickies at the living room, balcony, his room and mine. I couldn't have enough of Kevin's touch. This chilly morning, Kevin and I was seated in a jacuzzi in one of the rooms with no occupant. We had deliberately chosen there to avoid the security men from suspecting any foul move between us. We sat giggling and splashing water on ourselves l
I sat still looking aghast, finding the best way to reply Maurice and the best word to use. ‘No?' I didn't think that was the best response to give Maurice, I certainly do not want to hurt him and I enjoyed his company a whole lot. ‘Yes?' What about Kevin? His soft touch, the dirty words he spoke that I love, the steamy romance that drives me nuts and that sweet large thing between his legs? The length, the girth, the veins I see when I look at them, and how it fills me up when it's stuck inside of me. ‘Gosh!' I was in a dilemma. I looked pitifully at Maurice, he was staring at me, patiently waiting for my response. “This... This came unexpected Maurice, I will think about it" “Sure, I'd be waiting" he said. I searched for Kevin through the window, he was still outside the premise, standing beside the black Range Rover Velar he came with. “I will be off now, see you soon" I bade Maurice goodbye. “Let me see you off" he insisted“No" I opted, meeting Kevin might not end well. I
That night my dad and I went home. That meant no more sizzling moments with Kevin? I was somewhat sad. From the brief discussion my dad and Mr. Fidell had near his car before we left their home, I knew it was now time to get to work. It has always been my dad's desire for me to work as his Director in the Department of Operations and Human Resources and also render help on Social Media Management inorder to minimize crisis that might arise in the company. Hence, the need for studying Public Relation in the College I attended. Mr. Fidell and my dad exchanged pleasantries once again. “Thank you for accommodating my daughter this long John, you are a friend indeed" my dad said. “Natalie is my daughter too, you would have done the same if tables were turned" Mr. Fidell replied with a smile, shaking hands with my father. “My son would work as a CEO in my company, starting from next week" Mr. Fidell revealed. “Your son? Fiona eventually got to know?" My dad asked in a whisper. I shoo
Two weeks later, I was in my room preparing for work by 9am that morning. I heard a soft tap at my door. Still adoring myself in a large mirror, I stood astride looking at how beautiful I looked in the brown blazers I had on. My firm breasts well positioned in the blazers I wore, supple and curvy showing little cleaveage in the white shirt beneath. My matching pants hugged my rounded hips tightly, and I looked like a mermaid when I spinned around. My long brown hair falling to my waist. ‘Perfect for the first day at work!'When I opened my door, it was Mrs. MayFair. “Morning miss, your breakfast is served" “Thank you!" I said, moving over to the dinning, my black stiletto grazing the porcelain tiles that led to the living room. Dad was already seated at the dinning with his iPad in his hands. He looked up when I got close to him. “Good morning dad"“Good morning Princess, you look resplendent!" Dad complimented. “I know right?" I said with a smile, sitting at my favorite seat opp
Kevin's POVI drove home that night angry at myself. Ofcourse, I should have walked up to her in the restroom, help her clean up for making her soil her clothes. I only intended to lure Natalie into remembering our intimate moments together, and perhaps make her realize how hurt I had felt when she left without saying goodbye. ‘What if I had left the country? Or her father's company was situated very far away and she had to leave?'However, it was a total relief to discover that Venus Group was two stone throws away from my father's company. I would get to see Natalie's angelic face secretly. I drank liquor that night, filling my head with thoughts of Natalie till I slept. The next day at the office, I held a meeting with the Board of Trustees where we discussed trivial matters like the financial management of the company, and important policies to be adopted to maintain the company's legacy as one of the very best in Esturnburg. “Thank you everyone, you all have done a great job an
Maurice's POV“Yes!" “This is the perfect solution!" I rejoiced, going through the task Natalie had assigned to me to assist her with. It was something from Venus Group that seemed hard for her to tackle, quite complex that it took over a week to sort out and compile. It was fulfilling to eventually find the solution to that because it was connected to Salesrite Company, making it a win win for both my company and Natalie's. On that Saturday evening, I had to deliver the documents to Natalie to enable her read through, and prepare for her presentation which was to take place early on Monday morning. I watched my mother through the sitting room, chatting gleefully on a call as she stirred the chicken broth she was preparing on fire. She sounded like a teenager, who had found a new crush. I wondered how free my busy father was to enable him speak on a call as long as that with his wife. I walked over to where she stood cooking and calling, openly eavesdropping on her. She seemed une
Natalie's POVI paced the way from the poolside to my room the fastest way I could. I knew I was wrong to walk out on Maurice, I simply had transferred my aggression from Kevin to Maurice. Back then at the Fidell estate, Kevin had made me love sex and now I felt horny thrice or more a week, and now I saw myself going bunkers the moment I came in contact with his lustful eyes, sexy lips or sweet touch. I felt better when I got into my room, shutting the door behind me and falling slowly to the floor in tears, my shoulders quaking the same time. I felt very embarrassed for making advances at Maurice. Still, I wondered what sort of a guy would restrain from kissing a girl he professed love to. I tried everything I could that night to sleep but sleep never came, I ended up studying the documents Maurice brought for me until sleep enveloped me at midnight.On the first day of the week, I went exercising and gaming and by Monday I was well rejuvenated for the day's work. While walking into
Epilogue Could Natalie and her husband hide his surgery and his state of incapability from Louisa?. They indeed tried their possible best, but Louisa noticed in no time. They wouldn't remain in whatever state Natalie had mentioned, forever. Louisa Brown found out the very moment she stepped her foot in the Brown's home for a visit. Maurice's mobility took quite the time, solid six months. However, he began exercising his legs by walking around the garden in their home. Natalie, his loving wife, was always willing to help. In a month, Maurice began to walk, advancing in progress as the days went by. Additionally, Natalie birthed her twin babies the next month, and Maurice couldn't contain his joy. Two healthy looking kids, a boy and a girl which they both named, Maya and Maverick. The lovey dovey couple, Jane and Kevin, visited the Browns as they promised, bearing their wedding invitation card which they presented before they left their abode. Their joy was simply undiluted,
72“I think we need to leave, your dad's food is getting cold!" She managed to say, she didn't want him to notice just how jittery and nervous she felt. He flashed a smile as he stood very close now, and Jane looked at him, admiring his beards and eyes. She couldn't stop staring at his eyes. His stare was still fixed at Jane. Making his eyes duller and licking his lower lips, Kevin leaned in more and more. ‘The effect Jane had on him!' Kevin couldn't dispute the fact that Jane was the first lower class girl he had ever fallen for, she would never had been his type before his days in prison but there was something about Jane! He couldn't help but appreciate the fact that a bit of his personality changed after his stay. Jane was fire!.Their nose touched now and they felt each other's breathe on their faces. Jane began to close her eyes tightly, exhilarated that Kevin made to kiss her. His nose grazed hers, and then went down her cheek, before she heard him whisper softly. “I'd try
71Jane walked brisky, and halted two steps forward. “What the fuck am I doing?!" She mused, her face wearing a little frown. Biting her lips and giving in to a wide smile, she remembered the naughty dream she had last night about Kevin. ‘How could I think of him so much that he appeared right in my dream?' she muttered unconsciously. Wasn't she stupid to fall for Kevin? She thought. Kevin had also been involved with Natalie. Why was she always attracted to anyone around Natalie?! She thought further, giving a loud sigh. She was definitely crazy! Yes. If Kevin still had a thing for Natalie, she would be flung back into another period of heartbreak and desolateness. She would rather kill whatever she felt for Kevin now and save herself of such stress, but could she?.Heading a few steps forward, she stopped right in her tracks as she discovered Kevin had been standing, his hands was tucked in his pocket and his face gazing directly to the floor, switching it to the other side of t
70****Natalie's POV****The reception area of The Arnold Healing Center was almost the same as the Oaks Medical Center where Maurice's first surgery was conducted. However, I could spot that the current hospital was more sparse and equipped. Not so surprised, the Fiddell's baffling wealth was never hidden!.The sudden deep breath Maurice gave as they placed him on the stretcher made me panic. I sucked in a deep breath too, shutting my eyes, before the masculine voice of an advanced doctor jilted me out of my solemn moment. “You will be just okay, pretty lady!" The doctor said with a smile, he was dressed in shrubs. I couldn't help but smile back despite how I felt. He was so cool, regardless of the fact that he had aged. Was this Kevin's grandfather? Dr. Arnold?.“Dr. Arnold... I think you're Mr. Brown's wife, right?" He asked, offering a handshake.“Yes, I am" I replied with a smile, taking his hands. I should have noticed he was Kevin's grand father the moment I beheld his face.
69****Kevin's POV****I painted the white part of my drawing paper, applying the red hue I had lightened with a white. As I stroked the brush repeatedly on the paper, I was satisfied at the exact color of redness it reflected. ‘Perfect!' I whispered. The sound of approaching footsteps caught my attention and I darted my eyes to the entrance of my little pleasure workshop. Yes! My pleasure workshop. For now, I painted every and anything my mind could think of to retain the little joy I felt since I arrived Carolton, hoping to enlarge that joy soon. Peering closely, I discovered it was my grandfather's worker, Jane. Our eyes met, and she looked away, letting her sight fall to her feet. In her hand was a basket of food. I had requested that Dr. Arnold inform Jane of my need for lunch that afternoon. “It won't be bad to know how her food tastes right?" I had asked my grandad. “How her food taste?" He returned the question with disbelief, evident in his eyes. “You have no idea of J
68****Natalie's POV****I just couldn't believe my ears when the doctor came up with another news after giving the diagnosis he did earlier. “I'd advise your husband should be moved to another hospital. His condition is critical and he needs the best hands to ensure a successful surgery" the doctor suggested. I looked on not knowing the best way to react. Already, I've been tired of weeping. My head felt way too light. Maurice made to talk. “Where do..."“Don't speak Maurice, please..." I sauntered.Maurice was very conscious unlike his first stay at the hospital, but now his condition was actually worse like the doctor had said. He was unable to stand upright now, and though he could gaze at me. All he did was lie on the bed, wearing a sad look on the face. “I will make very careful enquiries on the best hospital to be referred to"“Do have a nice day, Mr. Brown and take enough rest. The nurses would check in from time to time" he said, placing his stethoscope back to his neck
67“Granny! Granny!" Jane called, scurrying to the kitchen. “What about this? How does it look?" She asked, turning around in a circle. The emerald wrap dress she wore, danced around with her. “This is just perfect! You look beautiful as always my pretty little darling!" Her granny complimented, giving a tired laugh. Jane laughed along, going behind to clasp her granny's shoulder while resting her head on them. After visiting Dr. Arnold two weeks before, they had come to a conclusion that Jane would deliver food for him at lunch and attimes for breakfast if he had to leave his home on time, this would be passed across as a notice to her through a text or call. A compilation of the doctor's favorite meals were written down, and Jane took proper note of them. The first day she was dressed in a shirt and pant, and had gone to deliver bento boxes that contained smoked salmon bagels, roast beef, brie sandwiches and grilled vegetables wrapped in hummus. Dr. Arnold found that funny. He
66****Kevin's POV****Still pissed at what just happened, I surged forward. Wondering why the lady I had ran into, hit me so hard that my cap had to lose it's position. ‘What the fuck was she thinking?!'She succeeded in revealing my face, something I never wanted. Nobody should know that Kevin Fidell was back and out from prison. I couldn't bear to be treated or looked upon as a bad person, the prison had placed a long term stigma on me. One that would go as much as lasting forever. Now, I appeared like the lowest of low lives but I don't freaking care!. Everyone thinks of me as a deranged person. No, I was fully sane, but this is my resort to hiding my identity. Back in East Esturnburg Penitentiary, the law had made a decision that ended up in my favor. My sickness was too severe to still retain me, else my condition would get worse and so I was granted my freedom. Just like that! My only duty was to make sure I never got myself into any mess, else I would receive an even harder
65****Natalie's POV****Maurice took a break for one whole month, before he considered going over to his new office in Lauren & Co, the commercial building his office was situated. That one month served as a very intimate honeymoon for the both of us, and the environment of our abode made it even more enjoyable. Maurice and I had wild sex in every corner of the room, the bathtub, the kitchen, verandah, on the big cabinet and sometimes I was pinned against the wall. Saying I was not wowed would be my highest form of insincerity. I never believed Maurice would give me good sex, which got even better while we were at it. “Every man has wild thoughts for a woman he loves, Nat. I was simply respecting you and your body" he had said, when I informed him of my astonishment. The next one week after our one month of honeymoon, threw me into the loving wife mood. I prepared breakfast early while his bath water was already placed in bathroom, woke him up with morning kisses to go in for his